TN Skye's Suitors
Chapter 1: Watching
Pairing: Skye with Josh, Lucas (or so he thinks), Curran (or so he wishes)
Characters: A mixture
Genre: Creepy Ship and Ship
Rating: Nc-17
Warning: Violence, Language, Sexual Thoughts and Demented Stalkers
Spoiler Alert: All of Season 1
Summary: Post finale – Lucas deceives himself into believing that Skye wants him. Skye desires Josh, but she has a demented stalker who has a psychotic God complex and another man who is determined to watch over her.
AN: I think Skye likes Josh, but Lucas and Curran like Skye. This starts with Lucas' point of view then we will see where it goes from there. Get ready for the creepy/demented stalker (think Edger Allen Poe-ish).
He stared intently through the binoculars, while perched high on one of the mountain ridges that surrounded Terra Nova. He decided they scurried like mice in a maze all running for the cheese that was now at the Command Center.
"How did she get free? Damn military bitch always fucking up my plans! I should have just killed the real her not that imposter from the other timeline who married my father there…no who married the other Commander Taylor." Lucas spoke to himself about having shot a version of Wash in the head that had come through the portal instead of the Lt. Washington from this timeline. She was even now being welcomed back to the colony at the Command Center under Lucas' scrutiny.
"I leave the Badlands for a couple of days and those idiots let Wash escape…no no, Lieutenant Washington…her name is Washington. We left the colony a couple of weeks ago, and they are already back to having their parties. Maybe they can let off some fireworks tonight." His sarcastic tone soothed him as he kept looking to the right talking to the dead dinosaur he killed about five minutes ago.
He thought back to his guards in the Badlands, "I should bathe in their blood again to teach them a lesson…again. Why do people die so easily and SHE…Mother…had to die so slowly!" He threw a rock at the dead dinosaur beside him in anger because it was not answering him anymore. He had originally just wounded the small dinosaur and tied it up so that he could have a conversation with it, but the damned thing kept talking over him. And, he could not have that. No, he could not have that.
His mind flashed back to how his mother had died, which it tended to do at least once a day. Lucas pictured enemy guards shooting his mother in the feet, then the knees, then the hands, then the elbows, and then in her stomach before she passed out from the pain and blood loss…then they just shot her in the head like she was nothing. Like she was not his whole world. Like she was not the one person that always held him together. His father who he considered a god at that time struggled to break free of the metal bonds on his wrists, but could not save her. He could hear her screams and his own mingling together. He could hear it even now as if it were still happening. After all these years, it was still happening. His body trembled with pain. He believed it was all Commander Taylor's fault because he had the power to save her and did not. Lucas did not care that his mother had yelled at her husband to save their child just before he made his choice. It did not matter. It was all Commander Taylor's fault for being human and not a god. He was supposed to be a god.
"Now, I am god." Lucas breathed out as the screams lessened.
Lucas blinked as silence once again reigned. He then remembered how he reacted to finding the real Wash gone from the Sixer camp in the Badlands.
He slit several guard's throats and left them writhing in pain as they died on the ground.
Lucas then ran his knife along the side of a guard's neck letting the pumping of his heart send torrents of the man's life source splattering on him and those standing around. When the man died, Lucas yelled out in rage reprimanding the dead guard to never fail him again as he hacked off his head then kicked it away. He yelled at the rolling head, "What good are you now to me?" Everyone, including Mira, backed away from the bloody site not wanting to be caught up in the psychotic man's furry. They knew he was escalating. They knew Lucas was finally gone.
"No matter. She's unimportant. It's those damn Shannons who are getting in my way now. Maddy-kins is reviewing my calculations, mother dearest is healing everyone, dear old dad is making everyone feel safe, even Zoe is making cards for everyone…and that Josh!"
He was back to peering at the colony through his binoculars. He focused on Josh Shannon walking side by side with Skye. They were on their way to the Command Center.
"Of course they are," His voice took on an eerily demented tone. "I only stopped myself from killing him because you let me tattoo your left shoulder. Left. As in L for Lucas. That's me. I put one of my symbols on your left shoulder and now you walk around with him." He zoomed in on Skye's left shoulder and took a deep breath because her clothing was in the way. "Of course it is. What? No tank top today? Oooooh yes. Then you betrayed me. My little bucket. My little helper. Why? We had an understanding. You and I." His mind raced over how Skye had talked so nicely to him to save Josh. He remembered the softness of her shoulder as he painstakingly detailed a symbol on her. He thought over her intake of breath at the pain of the needle, and his eyes glazed over with lust. Then, she set him up for an ambush.
His mind refocused as Skye's mother walked up giving her a hug before all three people continued walking.
"You're moving the young Shannon's hand off of where the tattoo is. You don't want him touching it. You don't want anyone coming between us. Wait! That's it. Curran took your mother hostage and forced you to betray me. You follow whoever controls your mother's treatments. They are treating her, so you have to do what they say. What HE says." Lucas continued to follow her as she walked up the steps.
Lucas peered back to the dead dinosaur, "She's waiting for me to rescue her. It's ok. When she gets back to her unit, she will see the present I snuck in to give to her. She will know I am watching out for her. She will know. She will know." He thought about the little bucket he wove together that morning and slipped into her unit to hide.
"There he is. Curran. Traitor. What's he doing? Why's he watching her? He's walking up to her mother. He's talking to her mother now. He's reminding her that he can kill her mother at any time. He's copying me! Damn him too. Thinks he's going to replace me? Thinks he's going to have her like that fucking Josh!"
Lucas seethed in rage as Curran patted Skye's left shoulder where the tattoo was. She tipped her shoulder away and kept talking to him.
"See, she doesn't want you either! She doesn't want anyone touching what I gave her."
Lucas clenched his teeth and ran his knife along his arm dripping blood on the ground, "Another name to add to the list." And it was getting to be a very long list.
A/N: I am going dark with this one, but I still had to bring Wash back anyway. Heheehehe. What do you think? Eder Allen Poe Creepy Demented Stalker enough? I am enjoying the crazy. It just popped in my head earlier today that I had been chatting with someone on LJ about a Poe-ish Lucas.