Until The End Of Time
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creator of Glee and Star Ocean Til The End Of Time.
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Rating: M
Chapter Two
The Great Escape
A short-haired Hotel Employee stood in front of the transporter room. When Jesse and Rachel approached her, she spoke. "Due to the state of emergency, all transporters have been redirected to send guests to a special floor, where a large transporter waits to take you to the Emergency Shelter. After the arrival of all guests at the shelter has been confirmed, the transport jammer located in the evacuation facility will be activated. Please evacuate in an orderly and speedy fashion."
The teenagers nodded their heads before climbing into separate transporters, within seconds they both appeared in the Emergency Shelter.
"Hey, look, it's my dads!" Rachel shouted out as the two men approached them.
"I am glad you are both here." Hiram said, wrapping his arms around his petite daughter. Holding her protectively, LeRoy joined in on the hug.
With a bright smile of relief Rachel spoke up. "I am so happy to see you guys, I was so worried."
Finally, she pulled away from her fathers in order to address the situation around them, knowing that they would be more aware than she herself or Jesse. "What is going on, dad? Is Aldian attacking?"
"Hm…" Hiram pondered on it for a moment before shaking his head. "No, probably not Aldian. From the looks of their weapons, it is most likely—" He paused.
"Most likely, what?" Rachel questioned.
"Never mind that sweetie; we must get out of here. Come on, let's go!"
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A soldier ran up to the group, he was dressed up in armor with a helmet on. "Please wait here." He told them.
"Is something wrong?" Hiram inquired.
"There's a long line to use the transporter up ahead. You'll have to wait your turn here."
"Hm, I see." He looked to LeRoy and then to his daughter before smiling. "I suppose we have no choice, we will wait, then."
Another soldier ran toward the group. "Damn!" He shouted out through his helmet. "How'd they get in this far?" He turned his attention to Rachel's group. "Hurry up and get going! Keep moving forward!"
Jesse pulled on Rachel's arm. "Come on, Rach, we got to get out of here."
There was a loud noise and Rachel turned, brown eyes widening at what she witnessed. There was a large robotic soldier headed toward them. LeRoy stared at it before whispering out. "Hiram?"
"Yes, it is as I suspected."
"What are you talking about?" Rachel asked her fathers but they did not answer her. Instead they told her and Jesse to run, to get out of the way of the machine.
"Dad, daddy—"
"—just get out of here Rachel!"
"But—"
"—get moving now, protect her Jesse! And don't worry about us, we'll be fine! We'll meet you two at the Evacuation Facility soon."
"Promise, Dad?" Her full lip quavered.
"Promise!"
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While running away from the robots, Rachel and Jesse found themselves surrounded by five or more of the soldiers. "We're surrounded!"
Suddenly something destroyed all of the robots. Rachel and Jesse stared, mouths open in shock as the large machines fell to their knees before them in a matter of seconds. "Hey, Rach, Jesse. You guys okay? You hurt?" A familiar voice cried out.
"Is that—" Jesse started.
"—Brittany?" Rachel asked trying to locate the blonde woman.
"Yeah, it's me." She said wiping the sweat from her forehead as she walked out into their vision. "I came to check out what all the racket was about and found you guys in trouble."
"Thank you, for the help."
"No problem! But we should get outta here. There'll be more of those things coming! It's already a complete disaster over that way. C'mon let's get going!" Brittany waved her hand signaling for the others to follow her down the hallway.
Rachel knit her eyebrows together and worry covered her face. "A complete disaster? But, my fathers!" Irrationally, she turned in order to run back toward where she had left her parents, but Jesse stood in the way.
"Hey, wait a sec! Rachel! Forget it! Didn't you hear Brittany? It's too dangerous back that way."
"But, I can't just—" She tried to move around him, he blocked her path again.
"Forget it Rachel."
"Come on you two. I already told you it was too dangerous!" Brittany screamed out as she ran back toward the two of them.
"Please help me stop her; she says she's going back." Jesse told the blonde entertainer.
Blue eyes widened. "What? Back there?"
"Dad and Daddy are back there! I have to go and help them!" Rachel moved to run back through the hallway, finally dodging Jesse only to be stopped by the tall blonde who held her back. She stared up into Brittany's eyes with pleading brown, tears rolling down her naturally tan cheeks as she spoke. "Please? You have to let me go and help them. Please, just move out of my way."
"I can't let you go back there, you'll die." With that, Brittany lifted the small diva up in her arms carrying her in the opposite direction.
Rachel squirmed around attempting to escape, but the dancer was actually extremely strong. "I insist that you let me go! Let me go!"
"Look, we are all going to die if we don't get out of here." Brittany said simply in a monotone voice, ignoring the other girl's pleas for help.
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The three teenagers took the transporter to the next area, in which they were greeted by another soldier. He smiled at them and spoke in a robotic voice. "Welcome to Iruba Shelter Number Five. This is an evacuation shelter located underneath Hyda IV. Please wait in your assigned rooms until the rescue ship arrives." Rachel listened to him closely, wondering if the soldier had a personality or if he had been programed to say what he was saying.
"You are allowed to move freely about the facility, but there are some restricted areas. Please refer to the consoles or ask the nearest official for detailed instructions." With that the soldier gave the group a small bow.
"Thank you." Rachel said in a soft whisper, she could feel the weight of sorrow and could taste bile in her mouth. Her nerves were making her ill; she just wished that she could see her fathers again.
"I'm gonna get outta here and look for my troupe." She paused looking to Rachel. "Cheer up." With that, the blonde dancer had disappeared in search of her family.
"Rach…" Jesse said.
"Shall we go and find our room?" Rachel asked, nonchalantly. It was bothersome.
"Yeah, of course." He paused, linking his arm with hers and pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "I'm sure you parents are okay. Don't worry too much."
"Let's just find our room Jesse."
The soldier stopped them and told them. "Oh, one second, please? You've been assigned to room #506. Remember that."
Rachel nodded.
"I expect that the rescue transports will be here soon. Please try to relax and wait."
"Thanks." Jesse said to the Soldier before leading the way toward their room, reading over the door numbers, knowing that Rachel was too far gone to help him look. He could not blame his best friend, she had always been close to her fathers, she loved them more than anyone in the world, and now there was a chance she would never see them again.
Upon entering the room they heard the voice of an older man. "I'm just glad that everyone is okay. Alright, time to discuss our business plans, hmm?"
"What? Rachel?" Brittany asked as her eyes landed on the brunette woman, apparently they would be staying in the same room together.
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"Ahhh, your parents." The older man said, he was undoubtedly Brittany's father. Most of the troupe looked a lot like the blonde; they were probably all related to each other.
"Ah well, what can you do, eh?" One of the other men asked. Rachel bit down on her full bottom lip, glancing down at her fidgeting hands as she thought over all that she could have done, she knew that she could have done something more. "Hey, at least you're still alive, kid."
"Don't say that." Brittany scolded the young man.
"No, it is quite alright." Rachel forced a smile on her lips, flattening out her skirt. "It is exactly as he said. Even if I went back in order to help them, I would not have been able to do much of anything. If only I were a little stronger then perhaps—"
"—Rachel." Jesse said with sadness in his eyes as he reached out and took her hand.
The older man spoke up again. "Strength is not enough. You can't beat them with mere strength."
"He's right. It's not your fault. I bet those guys were professional soldiers. There's nothing we can really do against people like that."
"And, you know, just because they didn't make it to this evacuation facility doesn't mean that your parents are dead or anything. You know, they might be hiding out somewhere. You shouldn't give up so soon." Rachel listened to the older man's words and smiled softly, knowing that he was only trying to remain positive, but the encouraging words actually did serve to make her feel better about the situation.
"That could easily be true, my fathers are very intelligent."
"See! That's gotta be it!" He said with a smile. "Anyway, you'll just have to wait a little longer. What could you possibly do to help the situation right now? We don't even know what the hell is going on."
"You are correct." Rachel said. There was nothing she could do. Not yet.
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Authors Note
I hope that you all enjoy this chapter. It is shorter, but I did not get many reviews and they encourage me to write long elaborate chapters.
Please do keep reading.
Thank you all!
