Farscape: Shattered Mirror

Chapter One

"Crichton behind you," the voice came from across the bridge of Crais' ship. They had been captured just a few days ago and now with the help of Moya and pilot they were able to escape from their detention cells. Now they were attempting a take-over of the bridge. Crichton's head snapped around and he ducked right before Crais fired his weapon. They had been able to retrieve their weapons and equipment from the cargo hold and were fighting like mad, all except for Aeryn who was unlike herself and wouldn't lift a finger against their captors. It was all John could do to keep her alive. But he seemed to be managing it, however poorly.

"I'm Ready Crichton." A voice came through his comms badge. He and pilot had been working on an experimental remote controlled drive system for the Farscape , and had outfitted it with weapons. When he gave the word pilot would lance it and it would blow straight through the side of the ship but if he and the other weren't able to grab it they would be sucked into the vacuum of space.

"DO IT," and he waited.

My Name's John Crichton

An astronaut

A radiation wave hit and I got shot through a wormhole

Now I'm lost in some distant part of the universe, on a ship

A living ship, full of strange alien life forms

Help me

Listen please

Is there anybody out there who can hear me?

I'm being hunted by an insane military commander

Doing everything I can

I'm just looking for a way home

"Glad to have you back." Pilot appeared in the projector. "Aeryn are you okay? You seem troubled." No response. "Aeryn?"

"Aeryn what's the matter?" Zhaan asked. When no reply came she sat down and put her arm around Aeryn. That brought a reaction but not the one she was expecting. Aeryn's normally stone cold face went white with fear and she hastily scooted away then realizing what had happened she made a quick retreat to her cabin.

"That was odd" John mentioned as he moved over to one of the control panels to continue his attempts to figure out where he was in relative position to earth.

"Not really," Dar'go growled, "who knows what tortures they put her through down there," they all shuddered at the memory but somehow for them it had seemed to make them stronger.

"But why would it have had this strong an effect Aeryn? I don't like saying it but she is the strongest of us all." Rigel grumbled as he dug into his trey of food cubes. They all stared at him as they realized he had left and come back with food in the time they were talking. "What? I'm hungry." He snapped.

"John since your species are so similar can you think of any thing that would cause this kind of behavior?" Zhaan asked.

Crichton shook his head slowly then stopped, "NO! Oh God NO!" he said as he rushed out.

Aeryn Sun sat on her bed and stared at the wall, without moving without really seeing only thinking trying her best to forget what had happened down there. But the more she tried to push it away the more she remembered

"Officer Aeryn Sun." the daunting voice came from the shadows near the door to her cell. "Irreversibly contaminated? That's what the report says."

"Then it must be true," she retorted. Trying to see who ever it was, though the voice was vaguely familiar.

"However," he paused, "you've received a Alpha Chi punishment order." Another pause, it was nerve-racking.

"What's that?" Aeryn asked taking a deep breath. She knew that if she had never heard of it then it was not a real punishment. Nor was it legal, probably something that Crais had thought up with his sadistic mind. "Look I shouldn't be here I've done nothing wrong. This is all made up in Crais' twisted mind."

"Oh, and I was hoping we would grow to like each other." Now she knew the man in the shadows was Crais. "Now, stand up." As he stepped in to the light she noticed that he was carrying a large black briefcase. When she didn't obey he grabbed her by the throat and hoisted her up, she made the motion to push him away but he just grabbed her wrists in one hand and slapped her with the other. The sting of his leather glove was surprising and maddening at the same time. She was about to lash out keep up her defense acting as if nothing could take her by surprise when Crais whispered in her ear, "strip."

"What?" she exclaimed jerking her head back and trying to gain freedom from his grasp.

"Strip, Take off clothes, bare yourself. Understand." He stared deep into Aeryn's eyes and saw what he wanted to see fear of him of what was coming next. "What are you afraid of?" he asked sensing that that would draw the most attention from her.

"Nothing," she squeaked not liking how close Crais was getting.

"Then Strip." Crais repeated, Aeryn wished she could wipe that arrogant smirk off of his face but she didn't know what would happen if she tried. If she would be the butt of his anger or would it be Crichton. So she obeyed, slowly drawing her hands away she began to pull off her tank top. Crais straight out chuckled at this and stepped back to watch. Her shirt was almost over her head and she was scared to pull it the last bit scared of what the man, no not man demon, standing in front of her would do. Just as she was about to snap it over her head Crais said, "slowly." Another level of humiliation not only was she to take off her clothing in front of the man she despised most but she had to make it a seductive strip. She obeyed. And the lower swells of her breasts were slowly lowered into sight. When her breasts were in full view she pulled the top over her head and wrapped her arms around her young melons. "Now that's no fun," Crais said in mock sadness. "Take your arms away and continue." Aeryn reluctantly moved her arms unzipped her flight pants and pushed them to the ground closing her eyes in shame at the fact that gravity made her breasts dangle and sway beneath her. She stood up and felt her eyes begin to water she held it back but one tear escaped burning a hot streak down her cheek. Crais leaned forward wiping it away with his thumb, and her face twisted in digest. He looked her up and down, "one last item," he observed. She sniffed back another tear and bent over again this time to remove her underwear. When she straightened she made sure to put her hands by her side afraid of what her captor would do if she disobeyed again.

"What now?" she asked her voice trembling with fear and embarrassment. Crais smile though whether it was from the question or the way she could barely speak, she didn't know.

"Now I'm going to leave." Aeryn breathed a sigh of relief. "But if you need me I'll be in the next room." He turned to leave, but turned back, "oh one more thing there are cameras in each corner of this room so no funny business." Aeryn knew that that wasn't the reason that there were cameras but she didn't speak.

After he had left she looked around for her clothes but soon realized he must have taken them with him. The door slid open and two men walked in she couldn't see their faces because of the peacekeeper helmets they wore. She covered herself the best she could with her arms as they approached.

"Who are you she asked." They didn't answer. Instead they reached out and grabbed her shoulders one on both sides. Then they pulled her arms away from her body and pinned them against the wall. "What?" she started but realized their intentions when one of them stared to run his hand up and down her body while the other unzipped his fly. The first let go of her completely and stepped back while the other dragged her to the cot. He pushed her onto it and plunged into her vaginal cavity.

She Screamed

When Crichton reached her room she was lying on the floor tears streaming down her face and her chest heaving with sobs. "Aeryn!" he shouted, "Aeryn what did they do to you!" He pulled her into his lap as he sat Indian style on the floor.

"Crichton?" She whispered her voice barely audible.

"What."

"Stay. Please stay," she pleaded.

"I'm not going anywhere." He assured her.

He didn't know the details of what had happened but he was sure that he was needed now more then ever.

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