Atop A Twisted Mountain (DA,XO,UC,Mature) AN 07/08/05 {WIP}
Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 4:12 pm

Title: Atop A Twisted Mountain
Pairings/Couples/Category: Alec/Maria Crossover Dark Angel/Roswell
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: I own nothing EXCEPT Jerry Lurry and Chief Hughohonoboon.
Summary: Ten years after Alec brought down Manticore, he meets Maria DeLuca, the woman he has been dreaming of, who shows him Manticore may still exist.
Author's Note: This is different. Most people have never read or written about Alec/Maria before. Just bear with me here, I promise all will work out. Please review!
Part One: Going Into Town
5:45 AM. The rooster has just begun to crow, but this doesnt faze him. It wouldn't. He had been up for the last hour. He had always been an early riser. Didn't need much sleep. An hour one night, two the next. Sleep was the least of his concerns. No, he had too much to do. Cows to milk, eggs to collect, pigs to slop, chickens to butcher and clean. To many, this type of life would be hell. Too much work, not enough fun. But to Alec Lurry, this was fun. This was what he had work for so hard for the last ten years. Why? Because he loved it. Alec had worked on his dad's ranch for several years. Well, not his real dad. he never knew his real dad. Mr. Lurry was a man that he had just bonded with. He looked at him like a dad. When he died, he left Alec the ranch and everything on it. This is when Alec took his last name.
Up until ten years ago, Alec didnt know who Jerry Lurry was. He wouldn't. He had been living in a government facility called Mantiore. Manticore wasn't home. it was prison. Brainwashing, genetic enhancements, breeding partners, torture chambers and assignments to kill. And that was on a slow day. This was the kind of stuff you live your life trying to get away from. The stuff you try your best to forget. At thirty years old, ten years after the fall of Manticore, he still had not been able to forget. And he never would. It was what caused his lack of need for sleep. When you go so long without sleep, you begin to not need it.
After getting all his morning chores done, Alec climbed in his Ford pickup truck and headed to town. He needed feed for the chickens and a new saddle for his horse. He had two horses. One named Tarzan that didn't take well to being ridden and one named Tumbleweed that lived for it. He had ridden Tumbleweed so much that he had worn out the saddle. He didn't even bother to get one for Tarzan as he would never need it. Tarzan was good for pulling things.
When he got to town, he pulled up at the Agri-supply store. They had just opened about six months before. Up until then, he had to drive to Hondo, which was about 50 miles out of Roswell, to get everything he needed. He never minded the drive though, actually he rather enjoyed it. It was peaceful. After paying for his things, he walked out and put them in the back of the truck. That was when he saw her. He often wondered if she knew how much he pined for her. How he would watch her walk down the road with her boyfriend as her long blonde hair swung in the mid-summer breeze. How he wished he was the man holding her. But how would she? She was too wrapped up in her boyfriend and manicures and hair stylists. She was used to being primped an dpampered. Being just a poor rancher, Alec couldn't hold a candle to that. No, he didnt have a chance with Maria DeLuca.