SPACE:1999 Disclaimer:
I do not own Space:1999 or any of it's characters, they are the property of Gerry Anderson.
THE CELESTIAL ANGELS -PART ONE
Specialist Scientists Tara Jennings and Adam Caswell are suited up, and are at the helm of Eagle Two.
The craft moves towards the asteroid and Tara leans forward and switches on the on-board computer.
"Adam...see if you can get in closer, I want to see if there is any tirannium amongst the compounds on that rock"
Adam nods his head and jetts the Eagles boosters a tad to get a closer orbit.
Down on Main Mission, there is a huddle of personnel awaiting the readings.
David Kano is ready at computer to connect with Eagle Two's on board computer to start analysing the data.
The forever tired and wary Professor Victor Bergman is in the moonbase lab rubbing his temples. Tirannium...that's what is needed for their life support systems. Three hundred days has gone by since the moon broke away from the Earth, and the status of the life support has gone from working normal, to critical within a few weeks. Tirannium was founded almost by accident, but it is found it could replemish the dwindling life support. It is now a top priority to find a substansive source...
He fixes his gaze to the readings that the computer is patching through to him, and his face brightens, these readings were good...
The bright colours dance. The sparkles, the gems, the curves of light bending the true reality of space.
Dr Helena Russell turns from her desk in the medical centre and sets her attention to the window beside her.
The luna landscape is glittering. Like the dull luna rock itself is turning to a bed of diamonds.
Shiney diamonds that radiated light that shines so bright.
Her mind is in a twirl as she touches her face and closes her eyes and smiles...she feels everso calm.
Like the traumas and dramas of a recent medical emergency was draining away, leaving her feeling calm and refreshed.
The black velvet of space was awash of glimming particles that was brighter than the constellations that lay beyond.
The aged old rock. The chunk of Earths once natural satellite drifts through the particles and the darkness of space turns from black to green...from green to orange, and then orange to red.
Sandra's dark eyes are transfixed to the big screen.
Commander John Koenig comes down from his adjoining office and is gazing up at the screen, he shoots a glare at Kano, "What is that thing?"
Kano turns, "I have just had confirmation from Computer that what ever it is...it is completely harmless"
Koenig is suspicious, he leans down on the desk and shakes his head, " get computer to do a full analysis on that thing"
Kano sighs and did as he as he is instructed, "...there Commander...harmless just like I said"
Koenig slaps a hand onto the communicator control, Professor Bergman's worn face appears on the small moniter. It seems to him that his old friend has grown so old so recently.
"Victor..I need your opinion up here at Main Mission"
"I'm on my way John..."
John turns to Sandra, "Sandra, get Eagle Two back to Alpha"
Sandra shakes her head, "but I can't Commander...I was trying to say...We've lost contact with them 20 minutes ago", she insists.
Koenigs eyes are fixed to the big screen, "KEEP TRYING...I WANT THEM TO RETURN TO BASE UNTIL WE KNOW WHAT WE ARE DEALING WITH..."
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Tara Jennings is bathed in a yellow light. She feels so new, so alive...like she has been reborn some how. Adam stands beside her...their hands are locked together as they look around them. Eagle Two was no more. They are standing in some kind of bright yellow void...but it feels EVERSO wonderful!
She smiles...her eyes smile...and Adam smiles back at her...
Paul Morrow enters Main Mission and looks at the big screen from where he is stood. Then he goes to stand at Koenigs side.
"It's beautiful"
Koenig glares at him, "We don't know what it is!"
Morrow casually shruggs, "It's quite harmless...you don't need any of your Computers to tell you that"
Koenig looks at him and narrows his eyes, "your computers...?"
"...our computers", corrected Paul, his gaze careful not to fix with Koenigs.
Professor Bergman is now standing by their side. Helena Russell is with him. Commander Koenig is over to him at an instant snapping his fingers, "Victor any ideas?"
Victor sighed and rubs his cheek; "to be honest, I don't know John...it's LIKELY to be some kind of force interference..seems harmless enough...", he then adds, ..."for the moment"
The colours of Main Mission fade to yellow and then to green. Everybody sees shining particles in the air around them. Everyone smiles. It brings a smiling feeling just to gaze in wonder at the colours.
Helena is beaming. Her eyes are lighting up and she fixes a wonderous smile toward John, their hands clasp together.
Only Paul Morrow is standing still. He's is a dark shadow that blights the light...
And then...just as everyone is fit to burst at the wonderous feeling. The lights are gone. The luna surface outside the windows being back to bear grey rock.
The constellations beyond the rock as they were just now.
Helena touches her forehead and looks at John, her face is full of questions.
John touches his own head, before looking up to see the reason everybody around him is looking up towards platform above them.
It is Tara Jennings and Adam Caswell.
Clearly it was them. But they are garbed in bright white togas with mystic symbols across the front.
The togas seem to flow in an unseen wind around them, as does their hair.
"JENNINGS...CASWELL?" Calls Koenig, his voice is raised.
It is Adam that leads the way. He smiles and begins to speak in a magnified voice as he comes down the stairwell.
"You must forgive us for taking over these mortal bodies...but without them, then I wouldn't be speaking to you now"
Helena edges closer to John. Paul Morrow steps back so he is standing behind Victor.
Adam is now standing in front of them all. Tara beside him.
"WHO ARE YOU?"
"I am Adam and this is Tara...trust be, commander John Koenig, it is easier this way"
John's browe knotts, "I SAID WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"Who we are, will matter little to you...your primitive minds will not be able to even begin to understand our existance..oh...possibly one of you might"
John Koenig watches as Adam circles him and looks at everybody in turn. Paul stares right at Adam.
"I ASKED YOU WHAT YOU WANTED?"
It is Tara that answers this time. Her voice is like a beautiful tune.
"We offer you a way home...ALL OF YOU..."
Adam comes to her side and picks up where she leaves off.
"For a price..."
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