Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Angel or any of the characters, they belong to their respective owners.

A/N: Hey, people. I started watching Supernatural and then accidently fell in love with Jensen Ackles, so naturally I fell in love with Dark Angel. I really wish that more had happened between Alec and Max and this idea just came to me, this is an AU fic where some things are the same and some things are different, hope you enjoy, reviews much appreciated x

Chapter One: Naturally Enhanced


My name is Max Guevara, I'm 20 years old, I work at Jam Pony, and two months ago I was kidnapped.

I had no idea what was going on, I was just riding home like normal when everything blacked out and I woke up here. In Manticore.

I'd never heard of Manticore before, I had no idea what Manticore did, I thought I'd never heard of it until they told me that no one ever heard of it. Manticore was where they had made these genetically enhanced people that could jump and run faster than anyone I've ever seen, they could do things I couldn't even describe.

I haven't been out of this damn cell they locked me in since I got here, I had the smallest window on the side of the room that overlooked the grounds, that is the only way I'd been able to see these people do the things they can do. But the window is no where near big enough to make me feel any less claustraphobic, and no where near big enough to even let any sun light in. I have a family, family and friends that I need to get back too, that I need to look after. I can't stay here, I can't stay here and be afraid ,every single second of the day, of what they might do to me.

I have no idea whats going on and I have no idea why I'm here, I'm just an ordinary Human. All I know is that I need to get out of here and fast. I've never liked being in a situation I didn't want to be in, and I wasn't gonna stand by and let these Manticore people turn me into some weird soldier...why did they even want me here? I'm not special like these other people...I've seen other Human's, like me, of course, when they had been pushed into my cell when the guards have decided what to do with them. In the rushed conversations we've had they seem to be just as confused as I am, maybe they want to kill us? But I have no idea what I've done wrong...?

"Lights out!" The guard called out, the way he called out everynight before the lights went off. And, I called out to him, as I did everynight.

"Why am I here?" I screamed, my anger seeping into my words. But as usual, he never answered.

Drained, I slumped back onto the hard metal bed in my cell and closed my eyes, trying not to think about it.

Think about the possibility that I could be here for the rest of my life.

It wasn't long until I fell into an exhausted, dreamless sleep.


"Max Guevara!" A voice called out loudly, ripping me from my sleep. I sat bolt upright, my head felt groggy from my uncomfortable sleep. I rubbed my eyes sleepily.

"What?" I called out, yawning loudly.

"Come with me." Said the voice, that I recognised as the guard. I looked up in shock as the door opened for the first time, and light streamed in from the windows in the corridor. My eyes acually felt sore just looking at the light. I momentarily contemplated escape.

"And don't think about escaping!" The guard called out, "you can't escape Manticore."

I muttered something uneligable and sat up slowly, my back sore from the uncomfortable bed.

I walked out of the door slowly and the guard instantly took me roughly by the arm.

"Hey!" I called out, alarmed. He roughly let go of my arm and began walking. I gave him a sour look that I knew he couldn't see before begrudgingly falling in step behind him.

"Why am I here?" I asked again, for the umpteenth time, my anger finally beginning to win out over my fear.

"You can ask that everyday if you like, girly, I'm not going to tell you."

"Why not?" I asked frustratedly.

"Because I don't know," he answered honestly, "in Manticore when orders are given, they're followed."

There was something disturbingly ominous in his voice when he said that so I decided to keep my mouth shut for the rest of the journey.

Soon after, we approached a steel door, this whole place seemed to be made of metal. It was unnerving to hear the guards boots hitting the floor loudly with every step he took.

Without a word to me, thu guard walked over and opened the door. He held it open and bekoned me inside, but it didn't look like he was going to walk into the room himself.

I peered nervously into the room, trying to access the little I could see.

"Go in." The guard instructed me bluntly.

I turned slightly towards him. "Aren't you coming?" I asked, a little nervously.

"The Doctor is waiting for you." He told me.

I looked at the door again, perplexed. I slowly made my way inside. I couldn't help but jump sliightly when he closed the door loudly behind me.

I looked around the large room. Seeing all the test tubes and metal tables...I was in a laboratory. Why was I in a Laboratory?

"Max?" A new voice suddenly came out of nowhere. I swivveled around on one foot suddenly, ready to attack whatever was behind me. My breathing quickly calmed when I saw the woman standing there. She was middle-eyed with short blonde hair, she didn't look very scary.

"I'm...Max." I answered wearily. Unsure of what to say.

"My name is Dr. Elisabeth Renfro." She told me, smiling slightly. But I didn't allow myself to be lulled into a false sense of security.

"Why have I been locked up for two months?" I demanded, angry.

The woman sighed and began to pace. "As I believe has been explained to you..." she began, "Manticore exists to create genetically enhanced Human beings who can overpower a normal Human and become the most efficient super-soldiers in the world, but you..." she continued, gesturing to me. " and the other Human's with you have shown some...naturely inhanced Human abilities. I don't just mean talents, I mean things that you shouldn't be able to do."

"I don't know what you're talking about...!" I protested, completely confused. I wasn't some super-soldier...

"The reason you're here is so we can be certain your abilities have nothing to do with Manticore."

"How are you gonna find that out?" I asked, confused.

"We will simply run some tests." She told me casually.

"What?" I asked, alarmed. As I felt a sudden pain run through my body. I couldn't move as I fell to the floor, I couldn't even scream. I saw the same guard walk to the woman and hand her some kind of tazer, and before I knew it, I was being hauled to my feet and dragged to a metal table. I tried to cry out in protest but I couldn't speak, I couldn't move;

all I could do was watch.


When the guard took me back to my cell, I practically fell in. My head felt groggy and tired and my body was sore and aching from all of the things they had done to me in that lab.

I was clever to not let myself get lulled into a false sense of security.

"Lights out!" The guard called out before everything went dark. I didn't even speak to him this time, I didn't think I had the strength.

I collapsed onto the bed, feeling completely miserable. But I couldn't give up, I wasn't going to allow myself to give up. There had to be some way to escape here...especially before they got the chance to perform more tests on me...I mean, what the hell was so "naturally enhanced" about me, anyway? I'd never been that good at anything...

I looked around the room. It looked to be made from cement bricks...there was no way I could get out of that. I let my head fall against the bed in defeat. Cringing in pain as I felt the sting of my head colliding wih the metal. Why a metal bed? I was surprised I hadn't been cut or something yet...

In that second, something suddenly occured to me. It was a crazy idea, but...

I hopped off of the bed as quickly as I could and pushed the bed on it's side as quietly as was possible, so to not attract the attention of the guard. And just as I suspected, the slats were metal. Slowly, ever so slowly, I eased one out wth my fingers and it prized away from the bed surprisingly easily.

I crossed quietly to a random cement block and, as quietly as I could I began to hack at it with the slat. The cement did chip away, one tiny piece at a time. This was gonna take me a while.

Suddenly, the light of my cell switched back on and I jumped and my heart began to beat uncontrollably. As quick as I lightning, I crossed silently back to the bed and slid the slat back into place and pulled the bed back down, I jumped onto it and pretended to be asleep. But it probably wasn't very convincing with my heavy breathing.

I opened my eyes as the door to my cell opened and a young man standing in my doorway looked up at me. He was probably my age, with sun-dyed blonde hair, a nice body incased in a grey t-shirt and grey Khaki trousers, deep eyes and he was very, very handsome.

I sat up as he walked into my room. Despite his looks, I was instantly weary. "Who are you?" I asked, almost scared.

"My designation is 494." He told me casually in a silky voice.

"What are you doing in my cell?" I asked him, keeping my defenses up.

He smiled slightly at me. "I'm your new breeding partner."