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Chapter 42 by inyotef

So, once again: did it work?

No time to find out as clones ambush...

"My sperm will act in the same way as the reagent you used before, so you-"

Bullets ripped through the container shredding the bed, and TV sets. Survival senses kicking in immediately; Max dived to the ground covering her head as the bullets sprayed over her head. The door slid open...

"Max, Max you ok!" Alec yelled over the gunfire.

"Holy shit" he swore looking over at the bed.

Max followed his gaze to see Lard riddled with bullet holes in a sickening bloody mess. She **** herself to fight back her emotions and got up and dashed for the door...

Alec had his back against the container shielding himself and peeked around it; his pupil expanded as his vision zoomed in on their attackers, ?Shit, more of those damn clones,? he said pulling out a gun.

"We have to get out of here," Max said looking around for a way to escape.

"Their tuff sons a' bitches, but they don?t have our training Max, we can take them."

"Right, us against thirty damn super clones armed with AK-47's, real smart," she sneered.

"How'd you know there were thirty," Alec asked.

But Max was on the move. She faced the container and jumped up on top of it in a single leap.

"Max, what the hell are y-"

"Shit, typical," Alec whined as Max disappeared from sight. He peeked out of cover and squeezed off three shots, hitting three cones with deadly precision.

Max ran silently across the containers, her black cat burglar attire making her a ghost?s shadow. She flanked around the back of the clones and dropped down behind one of them. She kicked the side of his knee hard snapping the bone inward, then wrapped her hand around his head and snapped his neck. She hated using lethal ****, but under the current circumstances it was them or her. Picking up the dead clone's rifle, she peeked out hoping she could get Alec's attention.

On the other side of the rail yard, Alec was using his binocular vision to snipe clones; out of the corner of his eye he saw it. He zoomed in on Max and read the hand signals.

"Ok, but you better hope this works Maxie," he mumbled to himself.

He came out of hiding firing off shots taking out clones in rapid nozzle flashes and spilling blood. The clones thought him an easy target peeked out and trained their rifles on him. No sooner had they done this; and Max came out of hiding shredding them down from behind. When they tried to turn to shoot her, they were gunned down by Alec.

Max and Alec moved forward as the body count rose with them gunning down clone after clone. Alec picked up a rifle when his magazine clip emptied, Max covering him, and when she reloaded he did the same for her. With one last shot (caching an Adonis clone between the eyes) the firing ceased. Thirty-plus clones lay strewn in a bloody heap across the train yard.

"Told you we could take them," Alec said with his rifle rested on his shoulder.

"Yeah," with my plan," Max smirked, dropping her own rifle on the ground.

Alec gave a low whistle looking around himself at the dead bodies, ?what the hell do we do about this?"

"Leave it," Max said, "no one comes down here. At least we know this is it for Vikki's fucking freaks."

"What about you?" Alec suddenly asked, "did Lard help with your, eh, problem?"

Max was again brought back to the reality her dilemma.

"You can get out of here alone, right?" she said looking hopefully up at Alec," I need to clear my head."

"Eh yeah," he said meeting her gaze, "Yeah sure."

What will Max do now?

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