Aeryn's pulse-pistol was taken from her, but she wasn't unarmed.
As a former Peacekeeper she knew that one should always take another pulse-pistol with him.
In case you get captured and used as a hostage by a Scarran.
Yes, a Scarran.
Aeryn had quickly figured out who her opponent was, and she wasn't surprised at all.

Scarrans have been interested in John for quite a while now.
They wondered what could be so special about this person, that Scorpius would chase him around the Uncharted Territories for so long.
This person, who appeared out of nowhere seemed to be more dangerous then first speculated by the Scarran authorities.
The first time the Scarrans encountered Chrichton was a brief and unpleasant encounter.
Their attempt to add The Breakaway Colonies to the Scarran Empire by poisoning Princess Katralla, who was next in line to become Queen of the Breakaway Colonies, so that her DNA wouldn't be compatible with anyone of her own species, backfired as she seemed compatible with Chrichton.
This ruined their plan to put Prince Klavor on the throne so that he could become 'allies' with the Scarrans, and ruined the possibility for a huge advantage over the Peacekeepers.
Several attempts to kill Chrichton failed, and only resulted in the death of the Scarran Ambassador on the Royal Planet.

This encounter made the Scarrans even more curious about the human.
They sent a Scarran to capture Chrichton. To learn more about him.
He was indeed captured, but he managed to escape his mental breakdown, and he killed his attacker. As the news arrived the Scarran homeworld, they were stunned by his persistence.
But the most interesting of all, was the fact that according to the logs by the Scarran who captured Chrichton, Chrichton was dead.
Rumours told that Chrichton was immortal, or a sentient being, or a scout for a new race of aliens which were about to attack.
The Scarran Emperor disregarded these rumours, knowing that these were false.
But he knew one thing.
John Chrichton is dangerous.

The Scarran Arnokh was sent to observe Moya at first.
"They must not know you're coming." The Emperor said to him.
"If you succeed in not alerting them to you're presence, you will have the element of surprise."
A special ship was crafted by the Kalish to do the job efficiently: a stealth Stryker, which could create a subspace-bubble around itself, which absorbs every form of light which falls onto the surface of the bubble, and prevents the ship from being detected by the naked eye..
In other words, it could turn invisible.
The Kalish also devised a special invisibility harnass so Artokh would have the same ability.

Artokh didn't like this sneaky way of achieving ones goal.
But it was a direct order from the Emperor. And he would not disobey him, because he was loyal to him.
Other then some Scarrans he knew.
Artokh despised them.

After a month he found the Leviathan called Moya, flying through some unknown part of space.
He would've missed her, if her hull wasn't burning at the time.
The fire was visible even in the farthest reaches of space, were they thought to have found a new star, only to see it fade away after a couple of weeks, months, or years...
Artokh followed them. Invisible and silent.
He was unfamiliar to Moya's crew and had a hard time remembering their names.
But then he witnessed the destruction of the Shadow Depository, and he would never forget them.

"Aeryn Sun." He said to his prisoner.
"John Chrichton will not rescue you! He does not care...about you."
Aeryn was surprised. And shocked.
"What?" she asked confused.
Artokh growled again, ignoring her questions, and listening to Chrichton's plan over the comms.

"Listen up." John said to Chiana. "I've got a plan."
"I'm going to demand a settlement between us and the Peacekeepers, demanding their help in saving Aeryn from the Scarran."
"Yeah, that's great," Chiana said. "...with their weaponry we can easily take on a Scarran.
But how will you get them to help us?"
"If they kill the Scarran, I shall turn myself in."
Chiana couldn't believe what he was saying.
"I shall go to Scorpius."

"Do you hear it?" Zhaan said.
D'Argo listened, heard nothing and turned to Zhaan. "What?"
"Moya." Zhaan answered.
D'Argo still heard nothing, but believed her.
Zhaan is a Pa'u, tenth level Delvian priest, and has always been much more of a spiritual being then D'Argo, was a Luxan warrior, born to fight.
He smiled as he realised that these two people, with so many differences between the two, were sitting side by side. Fighting side by side.
"You know where I wanted to go?" D'Argo said suddenly.
"I wanted to with Chiana and Jothee to a planet somewhere, and become a family again."
Zhaan saw the tears in his eyes.
The pain.
The pain which Harvey manipulated and used to get take over Moya.
But also the pain of her closest friend.
"The warrior and the priest." she thought to herself and sat closer to D'Argo.
"I wanted to become a farmer. Build a home for the three of us."
He cried again.
"I wanted to leave this life. This frelling life. This insane and twisted game of life.
This life of running away. Being a fugitive. This life of violence, and sadness.
BUT SHE WOULDN'T...SHE COULDN'T...I LOVED HER!"

Aenos the Peacekeeper Commando looked at the Luxan cry.
"Sad, pathetic beast." He said to himself.
"Luxans don't cry. They fight. Just as Peacekeepers do. Always fighting.
Because they were soldiers. And soldiers don't cry. They mustn't cry..."
This was the first time Aenos the Peacekeeper Commando had ever seen a Luxan cry.
But it would also be his last time.

"Rellick!" John said.
He walked into the hangar bay, and watched how the Peacekeepers drew his guns.
"D'Argo! Zhaan!" John shouted at them as he saw them tied up in front of the ship.
Aenos held two guns in his hands, both pointing at his prisoners.
"Harv, you know what to do."
Chrichton let Harvey take over.
He was the man with the plan. He knew exactly what to do.
As Harvey came into possession of Chrichton's body again, he hesitated.
"Tell them about the Scarran."
But Harvey said nothing.
"I'm sorry, John."
Harvey put his hands into the air.
"I give myself up."

"What is he doing!" Chiana asked as she looked around the corner at Chrichton.
Jothee was standing behind her. Both had guns in their hands.
"This isn't what we planned!"

John was furious.
He screamed into Harvey's mind, trying desperate to take over again, but Harvey wouldn't let him.
His power had returned to him: energy absorbed from Chrichton's electrical synapses.
"I'm sorry, John." Harvey said to him. "I cannot save Aeryn."
"You sonnavu-"
"It's too great a risk. I cannot risk the wormhole-technology falling into Scarran hands."

"Let them go." Harvey said to the Peacekeepers.
Rellick nodded at Aenos, and they did as they promised.
They let them go.
Aenos pulled both of them from the floor and pushed them behind Harvey.
Rellick grabbed Chrichton.
"Let's go." Harvey said.
They entered the Marauder, powering up their engines and ready to fly off.

"Pilot!" Jothee screamed.

The doors closed, just as the Marauder wanted to take off.
"No!" Harvey yelled.
Quickly they had to put the ship to the ground again, before hitting the ceiling or falling to the ground again.
They were a couple of metra's above ground, and so if they'd fall onto the floor, something's bound to get broken.

Smoke poured into their lungs as D'Argo and Zhaan watched the Marauder fighting to land again.
Jothee, Stark and Chiana appeared behind them.
Jothee smiled.
"What is going on?" Chiana asked Jothee.
"Did you plan this?"
Jothee looked at her and said: "Yes."
Chiana was mad.
"Why did you lie to me?"
"John said that Harvey had to believe that we were actually going to go along with his plan, so he informed you about it to make it look real." Jothee told her.
"But what Harvey didn't know, was that John told me to expect Harvey to betray him."
"He knew he was going to betray him." Chiana said.
"Yes, and so he told Stark, Pilot and me to close the doors if they'd plan to escape and grab the guns."
Chiana smiled.
"Now we got Zhaan and D'Argo back, and we got the Peacekeepers right where we want him."
"But they do still have a hostage." Zhaan said, as Stark cut her free from her bonds and tried to look her in the eyes, but she looked away.
"They've got Chrichton!" Zhaan said.

"Chrichton...Chrichton...Chrichton!" Stark muttered to himself.
"Was it Scorpius, was it Chrichton, was it Scorpius? Chrichton!"
Zhaan didn't even seem to notice him as Stark tried to hold her.
He has missed her so.
But all she seemed to care about was Chrichton...

"Chrichton isn't a hostage." D'Argo said as he too rid himself of his bonds and grabbed a gun.
"He's one of thém."
"Besides," Jothee said. "They wouldn't kill him. He's too important for them to be killed."
"Exactly." D'Argo said and stormed at the entrance of the Marauder as it landed.

"We're trapped!" Aenos said as he carefully manoeuvred the ship down.
There was a loud banging heard on the door.
Commander Rellick grabbed his gun, before being gunned down himself by D'Argo, who ripped the door off with his strength (and hyper-rage) and fired at both Peacekeepers.
Rellick was dead, but Aenos survived.
The crew grabbed Chrichton and left the claustrophobic Marauder, but D'Argo remained.
He looked at Aenos and pressed the gun into his forehead.

Aenos was sweating and for the first time in his life, he was afraid to die.
He expected a quick death, because Luxans were vicious, but honourable creatures.
He closed his eyes, and waited for the afterlife.
But it didn't come.

"I should kill you, Peacekeeper." D'Argo said. "But I shall not."
Aenos opened his eyes, and looked at the merciful Luxan.
"Then you are weak, you crying Luxan."
D'Argo pressed the gun even further into his forehead, pushing Aenos against the navigation-console of the Marauder.
"I could kill you, you know." D'Argo went on.
"I could splatter you're brain all over this beautiful little console. But I will not. And you know why?"
Aenos said nothing as he looked into Ka D'Argo's aggressive eyes.
D'Argo sighed as he conquered his rage once more.
"I am no Peacekeeper." He finally said.
With a quick move, he pulled his weapon away from Aenos, the Peacekeeper Commando and walked towards the exit.
Before he left, he turned once more to him.
"Leave." He said.
"Don't ever come back."
He left the Marauder and slammed the door back in it's opening.
Aenos would never be the same again.

"Pilot," D'Argo said.
"Let the Marauder leave."

Pilot opened the doors and the Marauder loudly left Moya, without it's prey.

"NO!" Harvey shouted at Moya's crew.
The crew which he had tormented for so long.
The crew which he held hostage, tied up, shot, humiliated, manipulated and used, all for one thing: wormhole-technology.
"Was it worth it?"
"Tie him down!" Zhaan shouted.
Chiana grabbed the ropes which the Peacekeepers used to tie up D'Argo and Zhaan and gave one end to Zhaan.
D'Argo and Jothee grabbed his arms as Zhaan and Chiana tied him up in between two heavy piles of supplies.
Harvey yelled and shouted and hissed.
He was defeated.
But he smiled as he realised he still had his hostages.
John.
And Aeryn...

"Are you going to kill me?" Aeryn asked.
She laid on the floor, succumbed by the poison and heat, unable to move,...unable to scream...
"I don't have to kill you." Artokh said with his loud rumbling voice.
"You are going to die anyway..."

Her heart was beating in her throat.
She tried to reach for her weapon in her shoe, but she was too weak to even lift her arm.
Sweat went across her eyebrows as she rested her head upon the floor, unable to do anything but watch how the invisible Scarran closed the door, and left her in the darkness. To die.
"Chrichton..."she whispered in the dark.
How she hated that man.