Rating: PG-13
Notes: The story is untitled for now, but the title I might eventually give for it could be considered a spoiler. This is more or less the prologue to the story and my version of what could happen after the events of episode 4.22 "Bad Timing".
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Farscape characters. All Farscape characters, names and situations are trademarks of Jim Henson Company, Hallmark Entertainment, Nine Network Australia, and the Scifi channel.
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Big blue eyes stared into the darkness, scanning the surroundings. Vague outlines of objects were noticed as the eyes searched for familiarity of some sort, but could not find it.
A feeling of anxiety slowly raised and increased itself within. This place wasn't familiar at all. It felt alien in its scenery. Something just didn't feel right.
A pair of small fragile hands reached forward in attempt for something the eyes might have missed, but all they managed to touch was air. Little bare feet touched the cold metallic floor and cautiously stepped forward. It was an awkward sensation as it tried to balance itself, so it wouldn't fall.
Luckily it didn't take more than a couple of steps to reach the walls. Little fingers trailed them in exploration, hoping to find a way out. Any way found would do.
It sighed somewhat relieved as it managed to find something resembling a door. The touch of the fingers upon the door triggered a response mechanism and the door suddenly slid open in front of it.
All that greeted it was silence, yet the darkness of its confinement had lessened in this new and unknown area. The door entered into a larger room which was dimly lid instead of being veiled in total darkness.
The amount of light, no matter how small, helped it to navigate around much easier. Moving about felt less awkward now and although the blue eyes still could not find anything familiar, they had instead managed to identify several objects.
Those objects towered over it as the blue eyes curiously looked upwards, yet it wasn't prepared for what would actually be found up there...
It's gaze was met by another pair of eyes. Suddenly terrible sounds penetrated it's ears. It's small hands covered the ears in an attempt to protect itself from harm.
The sounds echoed through the room until they gradually died down and the only thing that remained was silence.
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Notes: The story is untitled for now, but the title I might eventually give for it could be considered a spoiler. This is more or less the prologue to the story and my version of what could happen after the events of episode 4.22 "Bad Timing".
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Farscape characters. All Farscape characters, names and situations are trademarks of Jim Henson Company, Hallmark Entertainment, Nine Network Australia, and the Scifi channel.
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Big blue eyes stared into the darkness, scanning the surroundings. Vague outlines of objects were noticed as the eyes searched for familiarity of some sort, but could not find it.
A feeling of anxiety slowly raised and increased itself within. This place wasn't familiar at all. It felt alien in its scenery. Something just didn't feel right.
A pair of small fragile hands reached forward in attempt for something the eyes might have missed, but all they managed to touch was air. Little bare feet touched the cold metallic floor and cautiously stepped forward. It was an awkward sensation as it tried to balance itself, so it wouldn't fall.
Luckily it didn't take more than a couple of steps to reach the walls. Little fingers trailed them in exploration, hoping to find a way out. Any way found would do.
It sighed somewhat relieved as it managed to find something resembling a door. The touch of the fingers upon the door triggered a response mechanism and the door suddenly slid open in front of it.
All that greeted it was silence, yet the darkness of its confinement had lessened in this new and unknown area. The door entered into a larger room which was dimly lid instead of being veiled in total darkness.
The amount of light, no matter how small, helped it to navigate around much easier. Moving about felt less awkward now and although the blue eyes still could not find anything familiar, they had instead managed to identify several objects.
Those objects towered over it as the blue eyes curiously looked upwards, yet it wasn't prepared for what would actually be found up there...
It's gaze was met by another pair of eyes. Suddenly terrible sounds penetrated it's ears. It's small hands covered the ears in an attempt to protect itself from harm.
The sounds echoed through the room until they gradually died down and the only thing that remained was silence.
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