Title: Ghost
Story
By: Elizza
Lawless Rating: G
Category: Answer to challenge #4 Spoilers: None
Summary: Original Cindy and Max tell Ghost
stories during a thunder storm. Disclaimer:
I don*t own dark Angel, or have any legal or illegal affiliation with the show
besides being a big fan. I am not making money off of this. I simply write for
the enjoyment. Please read on.
Author*s note: Max and Original Cindy have a fire
place in their home. I know they live in an apartment building and that it is
stupid that they have one but Max is a super human being and I believe she would
create a fire place. besides it*s important to the story.
Ghost stories
it was a dark and stormy night (while we are in Seattle here). the lightning
streaked thought the sky. Both of the inhabitants of the pent house apartment
slept soundly. Having both spent a long day riding around rainy streets
delivering packages to unsympathetic people, for an uncaring boss. The night was
cold, max lay wrapped up in several layers of clothing and blankets she hated
the cold. it always reminded her of that night so long ago when she and many of
her comrades had finally achieved a hard fought freedom.
Original Cindy although not as adverse to the cold, was still snuggled down
admits many covers. it wasn*t really the cold but rather a very loud blast of
thunder and a bright flash of lightning that woke Original from a somewhat sound
sleep. Once awake how-ever it was the cold that kept her awake. Now as everyone
knows being awake during a thunder storm can be a very scary experience, the
kind of experience in which one would love to be with a super human being. So
naturally Originals thought turned to her roommate , Max.
"Quit being such a baby. It*s only a storm, you*ve been in thousands. you
live in Seattle for the love of god." Original kidded herself, she decided
to light a fire in the fire place and settle down there. She had gotten the fire
light when another flash of lightning illuminated a figure in the doorway.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrggggggggg"
She screamed. "Boo?!?!?!"
"No no no you*re supposed to say boo then I scream." Max
kidded. "What are you doing up? I*m the Super Human being here."
"Storm woke me figured I*d get a fire going and sleep here. When I was a
kid, before the blast my parents uses to take us camping. Me and my siblings
would pile into he car and we*d drive fah hours. then we*d unpack and light up a
fire. Once it got dark we would spend the whole night trying to one up the other
with ghost stories."
"I love ghost stories, Ben used to tell the best stories. Bet I could Scare
you." Max smiled devilishly at Original.
"You on girl but I get to scare you next." Original curled herself
into the blanket and looked at Max.
"Here goes, this is a true story Ben told us that he*d heard from the
janitor that Manticore use this kind of trick to get parts for it*s first
experiments. This beautiful girls was out clubbing one night. it was getting
late and she was just about ready to go home when she ran into this amazingly
beautiful guy. I talking about the kind of guy that just makes you melt..."
"So why she getting so hot over this testosterone toy, if you ask Original
Cindy she sinks that the girls otta come over here and she*d give her a reason
to melt."
"Well this girl didn*t swing that way darling. Any who the girls is like
totally crushing the guy. the guy came over and started to sweet talk the girl.
so they dance and chat for a bit then they head to his hotel room. They have one
more drink then start to go at it. The next morning the girl wakes up in the
bath tub hurting all over. now she figures that she just had too much to drink
and can*t remember a thing about last night. She turns her head and notices a
note. *Dear honey, there*s a phone beside you and I suggest you use it as soon
as you wake up. Signed The doctor.* The girl don*t realizes what is going on
till she realizes that the tub she*s sitting in is full of ice water she looks
down and sees a big wound in her side. The guy had stolen her liver ."
Cindy*s eyes where wide but she was smiling.