When you and all the transgenics escaped from Manticore, they instantly turned to you for instructions and you unintentionally became their leader. You were X5-999, the last experiment that Manticore had done and clearly the best, having bested every other X5 in training over and over again. Alec, just your luck, had been your breeding partner, but you hadn’t done much copulating since he realised you were uncomfortable. Outside of that, you’d gone through intensive training, which sometimes got to your head.

You were curled up on the floor, knees up to your chest as you rested your head back on the beam. You let out a shaky breath, a single tear rolling down your cheek. However, you quickly swiped it away, forcing back the other wretched droplets of water just as Alec walked back in with a smug grin.

“Patrol done, boss lady.” He grinned. “We don’t have company.”