Disclaimer: I do not own any of Andromeda's characters or other details. All rights belong to Gene Roddenberry and whomever else has legal rights to Andromeda. Casey , along with minor characters, and story idea however are mine.
Hey everyone! I hope you are still with me. I know it's be ages since I update. I'm sorry about that, but I'm back with a new update, so I hope this makes up for my long absences.
Also if anyone is interested I posted another Andromeda short story. It's called Burden Of Family. Please give it a try, and tell me what you think. It is another Tyr & OC story.
CHAPTER 37
Some hours later, Trance grew restless, fidgeting more than usual as she fretted. "This is not good, this is so not good." Trance whispered, a seriously worried look on her face as she started to pace around the sitting room in small circles.
"Don't worry, Trance, Casey wouldn't let them harm us. Plus we'll get out of here soon." Beka said trying to be reassuring.
Harper had disappeared into the bedroom to make sure he had all the necessary parts he need to pull the hologram stunt.
"You don't understand," Trance whispered sharply, looking around the room at the large Nietzschean guards.
"What don't we understand, Trance?" Dylan asked as he, and Beka drew closer around her so they could hear what she was saying better.
Trance frowned down at her hands, then quickly glanced over at Tyr, before she looked back up to Dylan and Beka.
"Trance?" Beka coaxed.
"If anything happens to Casey it will ruin things." Trance whispered anxiously.
"What things, what are you talking about?" Dylan question his expression obviously confused.
Trance again quickly glanced over at Tyr, who seemed deeply involved in studying the other Nietzschean guards around the room.
"Casey has an important role in the future of the Common Wealth." Trance looked over at her friends.
"What role?" Beka asked curious, and notice Trance once again glance at Tyr.
"The Kodiak Pride." Trance whispered with a worried expression hoping the Nietzschean guards and Tyr hadn't heard her. If the guards heard her they gave no sign of it, neither did Tyr.
Tyr listened intently to Trance as he continued to survey the four Nietzschean guards. He jerked his head in her direction when he heard her say Casey's role in the future of the Common Wealth had something to do with the Kodiak Pride. He quickly caught himself and adverted his gaze from them, so his three crewmates wouldn't know that he was listening.
"What does the Kodiak Pride have to do with Casey?" Harper whispered as he joined the group. He glanced around at Dylan, Beka and Trance. He had came in on the tail end of the conversation.
"It's future has everything to do with her." Trance fretted wring her hands still peaking over at Tyr.
Dylan, Beka, and Harper all followed her gaze, then looked at each other confused and worried.
"Well whether or not she is to bring in the future of a Pride or not, what matters is she needs our help, and we're stuck in here with a bunch of Nietzschean with orders to stop us from escaping." Dylan voiced with a frown as took in the room, then let his gaze fall on Tyr, who was openly staring at him. Dylan knew by the look on Tyr's face, that he had heard Trance and them talking.
Dylan walked over to Tyr, "Is there something you want to share?" Dylan asked curious.
"No." Tyr stated calmly as he steadly held Dylan's gaze.
"I had a feeling you'd say that. So are you ready to get out of here?" Dylan asked as he surveyed the four very large Nietzscheans. They might have been commanded not to harm them, but they had also been commanded to not let them escape.
"What do you think?" Tyr questioned, his voice holding a hit of malice.
"Any idea how to get by the guards?"
"I have one," Tyr nodded, then strode away from Dylan and headed over to the Nietzschean closest to him. The Nietzschean was involved in a conversation with one of the other guards. Tyr stepped up behind the two guards, reached up and tapped one on the shoulder. When the guard turned to look at Tyr, Tyr hawed off and slammed his fist in the large man's face, knocking him unconscious.
Before the other guards could aim their weapons at him, Tyr had the unconscious guards weapon out and aimed on them.
"Hand over your weapons." Tyr ordered firmly.
"Or you'll what?" One of the other guards huffed arrogantly amused. "There is only one of you Kodiak, and three of us. So I don't think so. You do the math. You're not very bright are you?" The other two guards joined in on their comrades laughter at Tyr.
"Hand over your weapons or else I'll fire." Tyr announced impassive.
"Do you really think you'll survive, three against one? Even if you manage to hit one of us, the other two will not miss." One of the Nietzschean threw back.
"And if any of you so much as fire on any of us, your Princess, will have your heads." Tyr replied, a confident arrogant smile coming to his mouth.
The three Nietzschean suddenly stopped laughing, looked at each other uncertain, then turned their glaring faces to Tyr. Without another word the three remaining conscious Nietzscheans threw down their weapons.
Dylan quickly collected the weapons, then turned and smirked at Tyr. "Clever, not very imaginative but clever." Dylan teased.
"It work, didn't it?" Tyr said rolling his eyes at Dylan comment, while still aiming his weapon at the guards.
"I'm not complaining." Dylan chuckled then handed Beka one of the weapons, then giving the other to Trance, while keeping one for himself.
"What about me?" Harper asked not happy about being unarmed.
"You've got to carry that," Dylan answered, pausing to look uncertain at the piece of what looked like junk in Harper's arms, "Whatever that thing is."
"You won't escape, have you forgotten about the guards outside the door?" A Nietzschean guard growled annoyed that the humans and the Kodiak had gotten the upper hand on them.
"Thanks for reminding us." Dylan said looking expectantly over at Tyr.
"Your turn." Tyr said shrugging his shoulders.
"Right." Dylan said quickly thinking of a plan. Turning to their captives, Dylan, instructed, "Alright gentlemen, let's move into the other room, if you please." Dylan waved his gun at the three guards. They growled upset, all the while loathing shone in their eyes. "Let's not forget your fallen comrade." Dylan nodded his head at the guard on the floor.
Two of the Nietzschean guards bent down and dragged the unconscious man up. They each wrapped an arm around his waist, and draped one of his limp arms across their shoulders, dragging him into the bedroom.
"Beka, Trance, if you two would be so kind as to tie our guest up." Dylan smirked.
"It will be our pleasure." Beka said smiling as she went about removing the cords from the lamps on the night stands and using them as ropes to bind the guard's wrist and ankles. "Sorry about this guys, but our friend, your Princess, needs our help. We can't just sit around twiddling our thumbs." Beka told the men as she and Trance made quick work of securing them.
"Now for the last two," Dylan said as they all came back out into the sitting room. Dylan frowned looking around the room, then he stopped with his attention on the double French doors that led out on to a patio. He walked over to them and opened them while looking around, then turned his attention back to his crew. After quickly explaining his plan, he and Tyr went out onto the patio, and hid on either side of the doors.
Beka waited for the guys to get out of sight, then Trance laid on the ground acting as if she was unconscious. Beka hurried to the door, and opened it looking all upset. Ron and Lonnie turned to demand she get back inside, but they stopped uncertain and her upset face.
"Hurry before they get awa!. Two Drago guards broke in and attacked us. They killed the guards and hurt my friend. Hurry! They're escaping through the garden." Beka rushed out breathless.
Ron and Lonnie pushed Beka out of the away, and hurried into the room. When they saw Trance unconscious on the floor, and the French doors open, they rushed out onto the patio, right into Dylan and Tyr's waiting trap. Dylan and Tyr stepped up and pushed their weapons into Ron and Lonnie's back. With angry growls, the two guards held up their weapons, and Trance and Beka politely collected them.
"Thank you." Trance said with a smile.
The two guards looked confused at Trance, before they frowned with realization that they had been tricked.
"Turn around." Dylan ordered.
Ron and Lonnie did as Dylan ordered, glaring angrily at the group.
"The Princess thought you were her friends, she trusted you." Ron accused.
"We are her friends. That's why we have to get out of here." Beka informed the two men.
After Ron and Lonnie were tied up and stashed with the other guards in the bedroom, the five Andromeda crew members headed out to save their friend.
"Trance, you and Harper go with Beka on the Maru. Harper it's about time you get that thing powered up." Dylan said thinking it shouldn't be to much longer before the Atreus forces reached the Southern Drago army.
"Right." Harper nodded already pressing buttons.
"What about you and Tyr?" Beka asked as they all hurried to the hanger.
"We'll make our way to the Eastern forces, let's just hope we aren't to late." Dylan called out as the group split off in their different directions.
A/N: Feel free to tell me what you think. Thanks for reading! :0D