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Quick little (well, maybe not) note. When I have to come up with a name, I usually resort to my Japanese dictionary. Here are what some of the names that you will come across in this part mean:
Nekina=made it up, looked it up, doesn't mean anything.
Shi'ne=Japanese version of "DIE!"
Tamashi=tamashii=soul
Dairi=substitute;surrogate (I wanted something that started with D, and that one just looked cool)
Cain=made it up
Yujo=yuujoo=friendship (note: yuujo=courtesan or prostitute)
Jigoku (you know, the name of Nekina's ship?)=hell
Kara=empty, vaccant (I made it up, and it just happened to mean that)
Ningyou=(note: said as nin-gyou(o is extended))doll (note:ningyo(o not extended)=mermaid)
Genro=got it from Fushigi Yugi
Tye=got it from Digimon ::ducks::
Dabe=lame thing I made up
Kiga Susumanai=ki ga susumanai='be reluctant'
Title: A Future in the Making AKA Evil Demon Fic
Part: 3/?
Author: Ellie bokuwakamides@aol.com
Site: http://ellie.htmlplanet.com
Produced by: Chittering Little Monkey
Betas: Meowzer (she almost half wrote this, literally, 2 pages of corrections) ::Ellie falls over and twitches:: and my mom
Spoilers: No no not this one.
Rating: PG-13, R for the slight torture scene
Summery: More of the politics comes in, J/A SHIPPINESS!, just the next part.
Category: Romance/Drama/Angst/Epic-from-hell
Disclaimers: You think I own Farscape? You poor poor creature. All made up chars and the plot are mine, if you want to use them, ask me.
Notes: If you didn't read the first 2 parts, read them first, and if you didn't like them and don't like this story, READ THIS! IT MAY CHANGE YOUR MIND! I hope...::sniff::
Archiving: I would love you! Just tell me where and all that happy crap.
(12 or so pages long)
*****
Nekina was not at all surprised at Crais showing up--Moya was an important ship for him. She got up and put her ocular back on. "Cain, go back to the infirmary."
"Yes, Captain." Cain paused to get one last look at Nekina. Her life was going to be hell until she died, and there was nothing that anyone could do to change it. 'Fear not, child, it is the way the universe works. There will be happy times soon, I hope.' Cain thought to himself. Nekina didn't seem to notice it, but she was quite understandably preoccupied at the moment.
After Cain left her office, Nekina stood where she was. It was at this moment when the reality of her situation sunk in. Her true birth name was Kara Sun, the daughter of fugitives, and a half-breed.
Nekina looked at her hand. 'It's Sebacean, but it isn't. I look Sebacean, but I am not. What am I?' The memories of what Zhaan had told her resurfaced, 'Nekina, you are Kara Sun, this is your home, this is your family, your blood. Do not deny it, you know it to be true, you can feel it. Open your mind to the universe, feel the it, they will tell you what you need to know.' Nekina hadn't responded. What could she have said?
Tamashi entered the room and stood in front of his captain. "Shi'ne, it is time to do your job."
Nekina tore her eyes away from her to hands and looked to Tamashi, "Yes, I suppose it is." They walked out of the room and were assaulted by the image of Crais on the main screen.
"Captain Shi'ne, why didn't you tell me you found this ship? That violates your direct orders." Crais paused for effect. "Then you did not inform me of your course change. I can stand one breach of protocol, but two will bring disciplinary action." Crais drawled in his usual malevolent monotone.
"I had my reasons, *Sir*. And it looks like I didn't need to tell you anyway." Nekina replied as if she were talking to a lesser officer.
Crais' face tensed, and he pursed his lips. "I do not like being spoken to as if I were a child."
'But you are a child.' Nekina almost said, but knew better than to insult a man who could order her execution without fear of any repercussions. So, she responded like a good little Captain should, "Everyone knows you are not a child. However, at the moment your prized Moya is getting away. So would you like to end this interrogation and get back to the business at hand?"
Crais paused and checked his scanners, and then he looked back to his student, "Nekina, someday your mouth will get you killed."
Nekina was startled by the use of her given name and not her title, but refused show it. 'Frelling disingenuous bastard.'
'She spoke to me with more hatred then usual; perhaps she is remembering.' Crais pondered, sinking back into his chair, 'She definitely knows something. I should have killed her when I had the chance.' he decided.
***** Moya, 16 cycles earlier *****
"You will do what I say!" Captain Bilar Crais yelled at the small and incredibly obstinate girl.
"Why should I?" Kara hissed back, her 5-cycle-old voice becoming shrill.
Crais had been fighting with her for a quarter arn now, and he was beyond frustrated. He grabbed Kara by the neck and began yelling in her face, "Look girl, you agreed to come with me, and that gives me the right to tell you what to do. Now, am I understood, or do you need another reason to obey me?"
Kara was scared, had no idea know what to do, and she couldn't breathe. So, as she began to panic, instinct took over and used her only weapon available...her mind.
Crais tried to ignore the excruciating pain pulsating inside his skull, but it kept intensifying. He dropped Kara to the ground and bent over screaming like a lunatic.
"WHAT THE FRELL ARE YOU DOING?" he shrieked and launched himself at Kara, but missed pathetically.
Kara said nothing as she walked over to Crais and looked at him. When he stared into her eyes, he saw pure evil. For the first time in a long time, Crais was afraid. This girl, this *child* could kill him without even trying.
There was a click, and then a hiss. Kara slumped to the ground unconscious. Crais immediately began to regain his composure. He stood up and grabbed her again, "Someone get this *thing* to the infirmary." An officer came over, and Crais flung the limp body at him.
"Inform me if she dies." Then, abruptly, Crais walked away.
The officer had been the one who shot her, but he hadn't really realized just how young she was. A bit of guilt flared in him, but his training allowed him to destroy it. When he arrived at the infirmary, there was a middle aged man tending to the many injures that occurred on the Yarou, Crais' ship.
"Who do you have today, Ningyou?" he asked, not at all surprised that there was a new patient.
"Crais' new pet. Make sure that you don't piss her off, she almost killed him."
Cain gently removed Kara from the other man's grasp and placed her on a med table. "And that is why you shot her?"
"Yes, report to the Captain if she dies." Ningyou quickly turned and walked out.
Cain started all the necessary scans and began assessing Kara's injuries. "Kid, how did you get into this mess?" He gently lifted Kara's shirt to reveal a cluttered mixture of blood and flesh covering most of her abdomen. "These guns are so sloppy, but perhaps that is why they like to use them." When he finished piecing her torn flesh back together, he placed a rough bandage over it. "Rest while you can."
After a few arns, Cain was getting worried about the child who had been shot. Her wounds were not that serious, she just had to be stitched back together. However, she should have awakened by now. When he went over to the bed she should have been in, he found it empty. "Kid, where did you go?" He called to the seemingly empty room.
Cain felt something hit the back of his head, then a body knocking his down.
"What do you want from me?" A jagged voice asked.
She was somehow managing to pin Cain down, though he was using all his strength to try to get up. "You were shot, I cleaned the wound." he responded trying to appease her.
"Are you a doctor?"
"Yes, what's your name?" he had to grunt out because Kara was sitting directly on top of his lungs.
"Not yet." She put a little more pressure onto his chest, and he groaned. "What's going to happen to me?"
"Can't...breathe..." he squeaked out, and she let up just enough that he could speak normally. "Most likely, you will be mind-wiped, but you can never tell with Crais."
"And that is?" Kara persuaded, using the techniques taught to her by Rygel.
"Deletion of all memories that do not affect your necessary functions."
Kara did not quite understand what he said, but she would be damned before she let this man know that. "They're going to erase my life?"
"You could think of it like that. Mey I ask who you are?"
"You first." She allowed him to stand up, and stood on a chair so that they would be relatively the same height.
"My name is Cain Yujo, I'm the assistant to the head medic."
"Kara Sun, I live on Moya."
"My first post was there. Who are your parents?"
"I'm not supposed to say."
"You're going to be mind-wiped within the weeken, so I don't think that it matters much."
Kara chose to ignore Cain's last comment. "Umm...after mind-wiping, what will happen?"
"You will be given a new name, then trained as a Peace Keeper."
Kara thought for a moment before tentatively speaking again. "When I'm older, I want you to tell me who I am, and what I am."
Cain laughed a bit; he would do the same thing if he were in her position. "Of course. Do you have any possessions you want me to keep?"
"Yes." Kara paused and collected her thoughts before she continued. "My mother is Aeryn Sun, a Prowler pilot, and my father is John Crichton, a human, strange species compared to all the others." Once again, she paused, a bit unsure if she should tell this man her secret. "I'm a mind-reader, or at least that's what Zhaan says."
Cain had heard of her parents, and wasn't surprised to see that they had a child. However, the thing that was puzzling to him was the fact that she said she was a mind-reader, very rare among Sebaceans. He was about to question her about it, until she mentioned the name Zhaan. "Zhaan, I remember her. Who else is on Moya?"
"Well, Pilot, Rygel, D'Argo, Chiana, Genro, Tye, Dabe, and Moya's son, Talyn has been following us since we stole him back from Crais. There are some others, but they don't do the main stuff. How do you know Zhaan?"
"I was stationed there when Moya was still a prison transport, I had to make sure they survived the trip." Cain said with a smile. He could tell from the way Kara was babbling that she was feeling more comfortable.
Kara shrugged her shoulders. "Okay."
"What?"
"Huh?"
"The word you just used, what does it mean?"
Kara suddenly realized that Cain wasn't familiar with Human slang. "Never mind."
Cain had no idea what she was talking about, but accepted her order to leave it be. Whoever raised her did a very good job. Kara seemed to be above her age, in many ways. "So, you said that you had something for me to keep for you?"
"Yes," Kara reached inside her shirt and pulled off a necklace. "My father gave it to me, he said that it was his father's good luck charm. Not that I really know what that is, but he told me to keep it." She handed it to Cain, and he fumbled with the rings for a bit.
"I will keep it safe for you."
"Thank you, if you find anyone on Moya, can you tell them what happened?"
"I don't think I will, but I will find a way to tell them if our paths cross." Cain said the last part with a smile, trying to cheer up the doomed child.
Three solar days later, Kara was mind-wiped. She became Nekina Shi'ne, and was sent to the top command training school, where she was paired with Tamashi Dairi.
***** Moya, present day of story *****
"I knew something was up on that ship!" John Crichton said joyously.
Aeryn was not celebrating just yet, "What's her position?" She asked Zhaan.
"She is normally a fleet Captain with five other ships, but right now, she is the Captain of the Jigoku while assisting Crais."
Aeryn contemplated the facts for a microt. Even on the fast track, someone who was 21 cycles shouldn't have been a Captain yet. "Kara is too young to have a rank that high."
Crichton broke in, "Wait, Aeryn, maybe Crais helped her get promoted. You know, pulled some strings with the higher ups and all that."
"Things like that have happened before, but it is rare." Aeryn clipped out, still trying to take in what she had just learned.
Zhaan sensed that the two would like some privacy, so she quickly excused herself.
John looked at Aeryn after Zhaan left, and smiled. "Aeryn, come on, it's Kara! Zhaan said that she is beginning to remember, so maybe we can get her to stay here on Moya."
"Let's just survive meeting her first," she mumbled more to herself than to him. "Pilot, have you gotten the defense screen up yet?"
"It is still charging, but it should be done in a few microts." Pilot stated as if he hadn't heard the conversation that was taking place.
"Thanks Pilot." Crichton replied.
Aeryn leaned over to Crichton and spoke quietly to him. "John, can we speak alone for a bit?"
Crichton was expecting Aeryn to give him the 'She-may-be-our-daughter-but-she-is-still-a-Peace-Keeper' lecture, but he still welcomed it. "Sure, what's up?"
They walked over to a corner of command, and waited before speaking, mutually collecting their thoughts.
"You know what I'm going to say, don't you?" She said, amused at herself for being able to predict her mate so well.
"Yes. Look, Aeryn, I know that I have to respect what she is, but we still have to try!" The human responded in his usual stubbornness.
"Well, that saves a few arns." Then, switching to a more serious tone, "there is something else that I need to tell you. Before Kara left to go with Crais, she told me she would come back someday and kill him."
John reached over and tucked a stray lock of Aeryn's hair behind her ear. "Right now, we can't assume anything; Let's just wait and see. Then we can think about what we are gong to do. Don't worry, we'll get her back somehow, some way."
They looked at each other, conducting the rest of the argument in the
silent language they had developed over their years together. It was this
closeness, this level of understanding that had kept them from going insane.
Then, the rhythmic tapping, which indicated someone was working at one of the stations, interrupted them.
"We should get back to work." Crichton said in soft tones, but with an undercurrent of 'cheer up, something good will happen.'
"Yes, we should." Aeryn said and smiled, truly happy for the first time since her daughter had been taken.
***** Jigoku command deck *****
"Commander, tell Crais that we are going to begin the attack now." Nekina told Tamashi in Quick, the shortened version of the Sebacean language used during battle.
"Yes, Captain." He responded, and then said something into the speech wire of his ocular, and waited for the answer. "We have confirmation."
"All right then, commence preliminary battle sequence beta two."
"Running."
***** Moya *****
Pilot was frantically hitting buttons on the ring of controls that surrounded him. He had been through this many times before, and knew exactly what to do, but even so, he was scared out of his wits. "They are attacking! I am starting evasive maneuvers now." His tapping became more frenzied, until all four arms were working together in some strange alien dance.
No matter what Moya's crew did to get away from the Jigoku and the Yarou, a Leviathan was no match for a Daimao class ship; so going up against two of them was definitely not a good idea.
***** Later, on Moya *****
"Are the prisoners secured, Captain Shi'ne?"
"Yes, they are all in the brig, and sedated."
Crais smiled at his creation, "I don't remember telling you to sedate them, but a good idea. You have learned much. Keep going as you are, and you may end up on the Council someday."
Nekina and Crais walked down a corridor of Moya, surveying their new prize.
"Sir, may I ask a question?"
"Of course."
"Why did they give up so easily? I could see it in some of their eyes, they knew me."
"Perhaps they gave up simply because they were tired of fighting. They have been on the run for 24 cycles now. As for them knowing you, I don't see how they could."
"These people don't give up. After 3 cycles of fighting, maybe, but after this long, they are in it for life. And they could have starbursted out of the fight, yet they stayed and allowed themselves to be captured. It just doesn't make sense."
"Nekina, stop thinking about it. You have them, now it is time to take advantage of it."
She stopped walking, "You mean..."
"Yes, it is time for you to use your skills. I know that you are still uncomfortable with it. A person of your rank can not shy away from things that they are uncomfortable with."
Nekina 'humphed' and continued walking. "We may have a problem, Luxans are not receptive to what I can do. We will have to do it the regular way."
"Who says we have to use the Luxan?"
"Zhaan is the only one on the ship who holds the information that we need, and the only one who would consider talking."
"But why not just do it to her? Please, fully explain what you are talking about."
"Zhann would be more sensitive to the Luxan in pain than anyone else, including her own self. She hates seeing people in pain. So, we hurt him, make her give up and talk, and we get the information."
"Can't you go into her mind and extract the information?"
"She knows how to block me out."
Now it was Crais' turn to stop walking, "And how do you know that?"
'Nekina, you idiot, you knew he was going to ask that, didn't you? Well, time to lie.' "She is a P'au."
Crais could feel that she was keeping something from him, but she always was, so he thought nothing more of it. "I trust your judgment. Get the job done."
"Using whatever means necessary?"
"Don't overdo it, but don't go easy."
"Yes sir. Give me two arns to prepare, then I will begin."
***** Two arns later, in a cargo bay on Moya *****
D'Argo and Zhaan were still out, but soon they were going to be very much awake.
D'Argo was lashed to a table; Zhaan was firmly secured to a chair.
"Are they strapped down correctly?" Nekina asked, checking the clasps on D'Argo.
"Yes, Captain Shi'ne. All is according to your specifications."
"Good, but I am afraid that restraints alone will not hold him back. We need something else." She paused and began chewing on the tip of her thumb. "I know, paralyze him just enough so he can't move from the neck down, but can still feel everything. In fact, give him something to make him more sensitive."
Nekina had slowly created a separate personality to take over in these situations. She, herself, didn't like what she did, but when that other person took over, it didn't hurt as much. She would take out all of her anger and pain, and give it to the victim. Some of them didn't deserve it, but that wasn't her problem, she was just following orders.
The man who was going to be Nekina's assistant went pale. "I...I will see what I can do." He ran out of the room and almost heaved. He had heard stories of what Shi'ne had done to people before. A cold shudder ran down his spine as he went to Cain to get the items she requested.
Once the concoction was injected, Nekina could finally start on the dirty, yet necessary part of her job.
"Wake up."
Zhaan felt something hard strike the side of her face, jarring her out of the womb of sleep. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times.
"Look at me!" The voice yelled again, and Zhaan felt herself being struck again.
"Please...no need for..." Was all that her still sleepy body could fumble out.
"But dear P'au, there is a need, I need you to look at me."
There was something familiar about the voice. Zhaan looked up and into evil eyes that she had never seen, and never wished to see. "Who are you?"
"You will know soon enough. I need you to give me information."
"About what?"
"The resistance against Scorpious, more specifically who your contact within the Peace Keepers is. We know that every ship like this has one, so spill it."
"I will never speak to you of such things."
"I may be able to change your mind." Nekina looked to her assistant, "Wake him."
"What?" Zhaan quietly asked. Looking over to the table not to far away from her chair, she saw D'Argo. "Please, you want the information from me, not him. Why are you doing this?"
"You see," Nekina smirked, walked over to a different table and picked up a vicious looking knife. "We *really* need that information. We know that you would just block out your own pain, and none of the others would talk, so, this is our only option." She walked over to D'Argo and jammed the knife into his chest cavity. Apparently D'Argo had been fully awake, because he screamed.
"What the frell is going on?!" D'Argo yelled when he finished vocally expressing his pain.
"Zhaan won't tell us what we need, so I am persuading her." Nekina coolly responded, then she twisted the knife 90 degrees, and received another satisfactory yelp from the helpless warrior.
"Don't...tell...anything..." He gasped between waves of unbearable pain. Apparently Nekina knew the correct spot to place the blade to achieve the maximum effect.
"Please stop! Who are you?" Zhaan pleaded with the demon standing over her dearest friend.
"You mean that you haven't heard of me? Well, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Fleet Captain Nekina Shi'ne."
It took a moment for Zhaan's panicked mind to register the new information. Nekina was Kara, and she was killing D'Argo. "What?"
"You know who I am, I know who you are. Now, who is your contact within the Peace Keepers?"
Zhaan suddenly felt Nekina slip into her mind, 'I am sorry I have to do this, but I must. Keep resisting until you can fake breaking down, then tell me that Crais is your contact. Understood?'
'But...'
'Do you wish for everyone on Moya to die?'
'No...'
'Then do it.'
'All...all right.'
"Now," Nekina snarled, wrenching the knife ruthlessly from D'Argo, shredding skin and splattering dark blood over her face. "Do you wish to tell me? Or should I give this back to him?"
"I will never tell you!"
"You will." Nekina went back to the table that she had retrieved the knife. She set the blood-covered instrument down, and grasped another weapon. It looked to be an electrical device of some sort.
Zhaan's eyes widened in surprise, she recognized that tool. They had used it on her before when she was still a prisoner.
"You know this item, don't you?" Nekina said with an evil sneer.
Memories of pain and suffering invaded Zhaan's carefully shielded mind. "No..."
"Good, that means I don't have to explain." She responded coldly. Nekina walked back to D'Argo. "Would you like to say something to her?"
D'Argo eyed his enemy carefully, ignoring the pain still tormenting his body. "Don't tell her anything."
Zhann was frozen in the chair, her mind reeling. 'I could stop this, all I have to do it say 'Crais'. And since he isn't our contact, I wouldn't be causing any trouble... Oh Goddess help me.' After much deliberation, Zhann finally decided to end this.
"Our contact...is..." When Zhaan did not speak further for five microts, still not sure if she should cooperate, Nekina raised the tool. "Crais! It is Crais! He has helped us from the beginning. Please, now will you stop?"
"Thank you." Nekina looked over to her assistant. "Let her tend to him after I leave, and do not let them alone." She put the knife down and wiped off her face. "I want three security groups to go with me to arrest Crais."
***** The cargo bay, after Nekina left *****
Nekina's assistant walked over to Zhaan, "You may treat him now. The paralyzing agent will wear off in a quarter arn." He released the bonds that held Zhaan down, and she slowly stood up.
"Could I have some privacy?"
"No, sorry."
"Very well." Zhaan walked over to D'Argo and began to pound on his wound. Eventually the blood ran clear and she could begin treating the crater in his chest.
"Zhaan, I can't move." D'Argo fumbled out.
"It will wear off soon. How are you feeling?"
"Better, but still bad. Who the frell was that?"
Zhaan glanced over to the man watching them talking. "I will tell you later. Sleep now, you need it."
D'Argo tried to laugh a bit, but it hurt too much, "Not much else I can do." He closed his eyes and tried to doze.
Zhaan looked to her guard, "What is your name?"
"Kiga Susumanai." The syllables rolled off of his tongue with practiced ease.
"Quite a name. May I ask what is going to happen next?" Zhaan purred, putting on her best 'please tell me what I want to know because I am so innocent' look.
"It is not my place to know that." Kiga responded flatly.
"Can you guess?"
Susumanai almost rolled his eyes, "You are dealing with the most chaotic Captain in the universe, and I highly doubt she even knows what she is going to do next." He paused and turned his tone downward, "However, I can tell you that it won't be fun."
"What is going to happen to Crais?" Zhann continued.
This time, Kiga really rolled his eyes. "He will be arrested, interrogated, then put on trial. If he is found guilty, he will be executed."
"If he is proven innocent?"
"He will resume his life." 'Well, whatever is left of it.' He silently added.
"Oh..."
***** Meanwhile *****
"What is the meaning of this? Get your hands off me!" Crais was being handcuffed and dragged away to a cell.
"I have reason to believe that you have been collaborating with the resistance."
"That's crazy! Everyone knows they're going after me too."
"One can never be sure." Nekina began to walk away, "Treat him the same as the others."
"No! You can't do this!" Crais screamed before someone injected him with the sleep serum and he passed out.
After a few hundred microts of walking, Nekina finally arrived back at the cargo bay.
"You are relieved, Kiga."
He looked at the Captain in front of him, and another cold icicle invaded the territory of his spine, but this time he was able to ignore it and follow protocol. "Sir, are you sure you wish to be alone?"
"Yes, now go!" Nekina snapped. She knew he was only doing his job, but it was still annoying.
When Kiga scrambled out of the room as if his ass was about to be set on fire, Nekina couldn't help but smile.
"I don't see anything amusing about the situation." Zhaan said curtly.
"But it is funny to see junior officers run away from me like scared children."
Zhaan's anger was beginning to assert itself. "Do you ever stop to think why?"
"Of course, I am evil, I represent death to them. They fear me because they fear for their lives. Does that cover it?"
"And you think that is a good thing?"
"I don't ask them to be my friends, I ask for their loyalty."
"Speaking of loyalty, I trusted you." Zhann spoke with as much menace as she could.
Nekina rolled her eyes. "You can. I could have done a lot worse you know, instead helped you."
"You just want Crais out of your way so you can take his position."
"Of course I want that, who the frell wouldn't? But that isn't the only reason."
"And what is *that* reason?"
'Who the hezmana do you think kept Crais away from people in the Resistance?'
Zhaan was more than surprised by this answer, but not as much as the way Nekina was speaking to her. 'You are in the Resistance?'
'Quite, I took over and organized it into a solid group instead of separate factions. I have been trying to meet up with Moya for a long time.'
'What will happen now?'
'You people always want to know that! Very well. All the people on my ship are loyal to me, and are part of the Resistance. I have other such ships. When the time is right, I will kill Crais, and make the Resistance official. In fact, I would like Moya to join. Of course, to keep you safe, it will not be official. I only need you as a scout ship.'
'I will speak with the others. But first, may I ask why are we communicating this like this?'
'I don't want anyone to hear.'
'Does Tamashi know about this?'
'How could he not?'
'You two are quite close, aren't you?'
Nekina smiled inwardly. 'Zhaan, you have no idea, but I need to go. I have work to do. It is best if you and D'Argo just stay here. The others are safe as well.'
'Whatever you say. Now, do what you must, Kara.'
Nekina bowed slightly to Zhaan and then left the room.
Quick little (well, maybe not) note. When I have to come up with a name, I usually resort to my Japanese dictionary. Here are what some of the names that you will come across in this part mean:
Nekina=made it up, looked it up, doesn't mean anything.
Shi'ne=Japanese version of "DIE!"
Tamashi=tamashii=soul
Dairi=substitute;surrogate (I wanted something that started with D, and that one just looked cool)
Cain=made it up
Yujo=yuujoo=friendship (note: yuujo=courtesan or prostitute
Jigoku (you know, the name of Nekina's ship?)=hell
Kara=empty, vaccant (I made it up, and it just happened to mean that)
Ningyou=(note: said as nin-gyou(o is extended))doll (note:ningyo(o not extended)=mermaid
Genro=got it from Fushigi Yugi
Tye=got it from Digimon ::ducks::
Dabe=lame thing I made up
Kiga Susumanai=ki ga susumanai='be reluctant'
Title: A Future in the Making AKA Evil Demon Fic
Part: 3/?
Author: Ellie bokuwakamides@aol.com
Site: http://ellie.htmlplanet.com
Produced by: Chittering Little Monkey
Betas: Meowzer (she almost half wrote this, literally, 2 pages of corrections) ::Ellie falls over and twitches:: and my mom
Spoilers: No no not this one.
Rating: PG-13, R for the slight torture scene
Summery: More of the politics comes in, J/A SHIPPINESS!, just the next part.
Category: Romance/Drama/Angst/Epic-from-hell
Disclaimers: You think I own Farscape? You poor poor creature. All made up chars and the plot are mine, if you want to use them, ask me.
Notes: If you didn't read the first 2 parts, read them first, and if you didn't like them and don't like this story, READ THIS! IT MAY CHANGE YOUR MIND! I hope...::sniff::
Archiving: I would love you! Just tell me where and all that happy crap.
(12 or so pages long)
*****
Nekina was not at all surprised at Crais showing up--Moya was an important ship for him. She got up and put her ocular back on. "Cain, go back to the infirmary."
"Yes, Captain." Cain paused to get one last look at Nekina. Her life was going to be hell until she died, and there was nothing that anyone could do to change it. 'Fear not, child, it is the way the universe works. There will be happy times soon, I hope.' Cain thought to himself. Nekina didn't seem to notice it, but she was quite understandably preoccupied at the moment.
After Cain left her office, Nekina stood where she was. It was at this moment when the reality of her situation sunk in. Her true birth name was Kara Sun, the daughter of fugitives, and a half-breed.
Nekina looked at her hand. 'It's Sebacean, but it isn't. I look Sebacean, but I am not. What am I?' The memories of what Zhaan had told her resurfaced, 'Nekina, you are Kara Sun, this is your home, this is your family, your blood. Do not deny it, you know it to be true, you can feel it. Open your mind to the universe, feel the it, they will tell you what you need to know.' Nekina hadn't responded. What could she have said?
Tamashi entered the room and stood in front of his captain. "Shi'ne, it is time to do your job."
Nekina tore her eyes away from her to hands and looked to Tamashi, "Yes, I suppose it is." They walked out of the room and were assaulted by the image of Crais on the main screen.
"Captain Shi'ne, why didn't you tell me you found this ship? That violates your direct orders." Crais paused for effect. "Then you did not inform me of your course change. I can stand one breach of protocol, but two will bring disciplinary action." Crais drawled in his usual malevolent monotone.
"I had my reasons, *Sir*. And it looks like I didn't need to tell you anyway." Nekina replied as if she were talking to a lesser officer.
Crais' face tensed, and he pursed his lips. "I do not like being spoken to as if I were a child."
'But you are a child.' Nekina almost said, but knew better than to insult a man who could order her execution without fear of any repercussions. So, she responded like a good little Captain should, "Everyone knows you are not a child. However, at the moment your prized Moya is getting away. So would you like to end this interrogation and get back to the business at hand?"
Crais paused and checked his scanners, and then he looked back to his student, "Nekina, someday your mouth will get you killed."
Nekina was startled by the use of her given name and not her title, but refused show it. 'Frelling disingenuous bastard.'
'She spoke to me with more hatred then usual; perhaps she is remembering.' Crais pondered, sinking back into his chair, 'She definitely knows something. I should have killed her when I had the chance.' he decided.
***** Moya, 16 cycles earlier *****
"You will do what I say!" Captain Bilar Crais yelled at the small and incredibly obstinate girl.
"Why should I?" Kara hissed back, her 5-cycle-old voice becoming shrill.
Crais had been fighting with her for a quarter arn now, and he was beyond frustrated. He grabbed Kara by the neck and began yelling in her face, "Look girl, you agreed to come with me, and that gives me the right to tell you what to do. Now, am I understood, or do you need another reason to obey me?"
Kara was scared, had no idea know what to do, and she couldn't breathe. So, as she began to panic, instinct took over and used her only weapon available...her mind.
Crais tried to ignore the excruciating pain pulsating inside his skull, but it kept intensifying. He dropped Kara to the ground and bent over screaming like a lunatic.
"WHAT THE FRELL ARE YOU DOING?" he shrieked and launched himself at Kara, but missed pathetically.
Kara said nothing as she walked over to Crais and looked at him. When he stared into her eyes, he saw pure evil. For the first time in a long time, Crais was afraid. This girl, this *child* could kill him without even trying.
There was a click, and then a hiss. Kara slumped to the ground unconscious. Crais immediately began to regain his composure. He stood up and grabbed her again, "Someone get this *thing* to the infirmary." An officer came over, and Crais flung the limp body at him.
"Inform me if she dies." Then, abruptly, Crais walked away.
The officer had been the one who shot her, but he hadn't really realized just how young she was. A bit of guilt flared in him, but his training allowed him to destroy it. When he arrived at the infirmary, there was a middle aged man tending to the many injures that occurred on the Yarou, Crais' ship.
"Who do you have today, Ningyou?" he asked, not at all surprised that there was a new patient.
"Crais' new pet. Make sure that you don't piss her off, she almost killed him."
Cain gently removed Kara from the other man's grasp and placed her on a med table. "And that is why you shot her?"
"Yes, report to the Captain if she dies." Ningyou quickly turned and walked out.
Cain started all the necessary scans and began assessing Kara's injuries. "Kid, how did you get into this mess?" He gently lifted Kara's shirt to reveal a cluttered mixture of blood and flesh covering most of her abdomen. "These guns are so sloppy, but perhaps that is why they like to use them." When he finished piecing her torn flesh back together, he placed a rough bandage over it. "Rest while you can."
After a few arns, Cain was getting worried about the child who had been shot. Her wounds were not that serious, she just had to be stitched back together. However, she should have awakened by now. When he went over to the bed she should have been in, he found it empty. "Kid, where did you go?" He called to the seemingly empty room.
Cain felt something hit the back of his head, then a body knocking his down.
"What do you want from me?" A jagged voice asked.
She was somehow managing to pin Cain down, though he was using all his strength to try to get up. "You were shot, I cleaned the wound." he responded trying to appease her.
"Are you a doctor?"
"Yes, what's your name?" he had to grunt out because Kara was sitting directly on top of his lungs.
"Not yet." She put a little more pressure onto his chest, and he groaned. "What's going to happen to me?"
"Can't...breathe..." he squeaked out, and she let up just enough that he could speak normally. "Most likely, you will be mind-wiped, but you can never tell with Crais."
"And that is?" Kara persuaded, using the techniques taught to her by Rygel.
"Deletion of all memories that do not affect your necessary functions."
Kara did not quite understand what he said, but she would be damned before she let this man know that. "They're going to erase my life?"
"You could think of it like that. Mey I ask who you are?"
"You first." She allowed him to stand up, and stood on a chair so that they would be relatively the same height.
"My name is Cain Yujo, I'm the assistant to the head medic."
"Kara Sun, I live on Moya."
"My first post was there. Who are your parents?"
"I'm not supposed to say."
"You're going to be mind-wiped within the weeken, so I don't think that it matters much."
Kara chose to ignore Cain's last comment. "Umm...after mind-wiping, what will happen?"
"You will be given a new name, then trained as a Peace Keeper."
Kara thought for a moment before tentatively speaking again. "When I'm older, I want you to tell me who I am, and what I am."
Cain laughed a bit; he would do the same thing if he were in her position. "Of course. Do you have any possessions you want me to keep?"
"Yes." Kara paused and collected her thoughts before she continued. "My mother is Aeryn Sun, a Prowler pilot, and my father is John Crichton, a human, strange species compared to all the others." Once again, she paused, a bit unsure if she should tell this man her secret. "I'm a mind-reader, or at least that's what Zhaan says."
Cain had heard of her parents, and wasn't surprised to see that they had a child. However, the thing that was puzzling to him was the fact that she said she was a mind-reader, very rare among Sebaceans. He was about to question her about it, until she mentioned the name Zhaan. "Zhaan, I remember her. Who else is on Moya?"
"Well, Pilot, Rygel, D'Argo, Chiana, Genro, Tye, Dabe, and Moya's son, Talyn has been following us since we stole him back from Crais. There are some others, but they don't do the main stuff. How do you know Zhaan?"
"I was stationed there when Moya was still a prison transport, I had to make sure they survived the trip." Cain said with a smile. He could tell from the way Kara was babbling that she was feeling more comfortable.
Kara shrugged her shoulders. "Okay."
"What?"
"Huh?"
"The word you just used, what does it mean?"
Kara suddenly realized that Cain wasn't familiar with Human slang. "Never mind."
Cain had no idea what she was talking about, but accepted her order to leave it be. Whoever raised her did a very good job. Kara seemed to be above her age, in many ways. "So, you said that you had something for me to keep for you?"
"Yes," Kara reached inside her shirt and pulled off a necklace. "My father gave it to me, he said that it was his father's good luck charm. Not that I really know what that is, but he told me to keep it." She handed it to Cain, and he fumbled with the rings for a bit.
"I will keep it safe for you."
"Thank you, if you find anyone on Moya, can you tell them what happened?"
"I don't think I will, but I will find a way to tell them if our paths cross." Cain said the last part with a smile, trying to cheer up the doomed child.
Three solar days later, Kara was mind-wiped. She became Nekina Shi'ne, and was sent to the top command training school, where she was paired with Tamashi Dairi.
***** Moya, present day of story *****
"I knew something was up on that ship!" John Crichton said joyously.
Aeryn was not celebrating just yet, "What's her position?" She asked Zhaan.
"She is normally a fleet Captain with five other ships, but right now, she is the Captain of the Jigoku while assisting Crais."
Aeryn contemplated the facts for a microt. Even on the fast track, someone who was 21 cycles shouldn't have been a Captain yet. "Kara is too young to have a rank that high."
Crichton broke in, "Wait, Aeryn, maybe Crais helped her get promoted. You know, pulled some strings with the higher ups and all that."
"Things like that have happened before, but it is rare." Aeryn clipped out, still trying to take in what she had just learned.
Zhaan sensed that the two would like some privacy, so she quickly excused herself.
John looked at Aeryn after Zhaan left, and smiled. "Aeryn, come on, it's Kara! Zhaan said that she is beginning to remember, so maybe we can get her to stay here on Moya."
"Let's just survive meeting her first," she mumbled more to herself than to him. "Pilot, have you gotten the defense screen up yet?"
"It is still charging, but it should be done in a few microts." Pilot stated as if he hadn't heard the conversation that was taking place.
"Thanks Pilot." Crichton replied.
Aeryn leaned over to Crichton and spoke quietly to him. "John, can we speak alone for a bit?"
Crichton was expecting Aeryn to give him the 'She-may-be-our-daughter-but-she-is-still-a-Peace-Keeper' lecture, but he still welcomed it. "Sure, what's up?"
They walked over to a corner of command, and waited before speaking, mutually collecting their thoughts.
"You know what I'm going to say, don't you?" She said, amused at herself for being able to predict her mate so well.
"Yes. Look, Aeryn, I know that I have to respect what she is, but we still have to try!" The human responded in his usual stubbornness.
"Well, that saves a few arns." Then, switching to a more serious tone, "there is something else that I need to tell you. Before Kara left to go with Crais, she told me she would come back someday and kill him."
John reached over and tucked a stray lock of Aeryn's hair behind her ear. "Right now, we can't assume anything; Let's just wait and see. Then we can think about what we are gong to do. Don't worry, we'll get her back somehow, some way."
They looked at each other, conducting the rest of the argument in the
silent language they had developed over their years together. It was this
closeness, this level of understanding that had kept them from going insane.
Then, the rhythmic tapping, which indicated someone was working at one of the stations, interrupted them.
"We should get back to work." Crichton said in soft tones, but with an undercurrent of 'cheer up, something good will happen.'
"Yes, we should." Aeryn said and smiled, truly happy for the first time since her daughter had been taken.
***** Jigoku command deck *****
"Commander, tell Crais that we are going to begin the attack now." Nekina told Tamashi in Quick, the shortened version of the Sebacean language used during battle.
"Yes, Captain." He responded, and then said something into the speech wire of his ocular, and waited for the answer. "We have confirmation."
"All right then, commence preliminary battle sequence beta two."
"Running."
***** Moya *****
Pilot was frantically hitting buttons on the ring of controls that surrounded him. He had been through this many times before, and knew exactly what to do, but even so, he was scared out of his wits. "They are attacking! I am starting evasive maneuvers now." His tapping became more frenzied, until all four arms were working together in some strange alien dance.
No matter what Moya's crew did to get away from the Jigoku and the Yarou, a Leviathan was no match for a Daimao class ship; so going up against two of them was definitely not a good idea.
***** Later, on Moya *****
"Are the prisoners secured, Captain Shi'ne?"
"Yes, they are all in the brig, and sedated."
Crais smiled at his creation, "I don't remember telling you to sedate them, but a good idea. You have learned much. Keep going as you are, and you may end up on the Council someday."
Nekina and Crais walked down a corridor of Moya, surveying their new prize.
"Sir, may I ask a question?"
"Of course."
"Why did they give up so easily? I could see it in some of their eyes, they knew me."
"Perhaps they gave up simply because they were tired of fighting. They have been on the run for 24 cycles now. As for them knowing you, I don't see how they could."
"These people don't give up. After 3 cycles of fighting, maybe, but after this long, they are in it for life. And they could have starbursted out of the fight, yet they stayed and allowed themselves to be captured. It just doesn't make sense."
"Nekina, stop thinking about it. You have them, now it is time to take advantage of it."
She stopped walking, "You mean..."
"Yes, it is time for you to use your skills. I know that you are still uncomfortable with it. A person of your rank can not shy away from things that they are uncomfortable with."
Nekina 'humphed' and continued walking. "We may have a problem, Luxans are not receptive to what I can do. We will have to do it the regular way."
"Who says we have to use the Luxan?"
"Zhaan is the only one on the ship who holds the information that we need, and the only one who would consider talking."
"But why not just do it to her? Please, fully explain what you are talking about."
"Zhann would be more sensitive to the Luxan in pain than anyone else, including her own self. She hates seeing people in pain. So, we hurt him, make her give up and talk, and we get the information."
"Can't you go into her mind and extract the information?"
"She knows how to block me out."
Now it was Crais' turn to stop walking, "And how do you know that?"
'Nekina, you idiot, you knew he was going to ask that, didn't you? Well, time to lie.' "She is a P'au."
Crais could feel that she was keeping something from him, but she always was, so he thought nothing more of it. "I trust your judgment. Get the job done."
"Using whatever means necessary?"
"Don't overdo it, but don't go easy."
"Yes sir. Give me two arns to prepare, then I will begin."
***** Two arns later, in a cargo bay on Moya *****
D'Argo and Zhaan were still out, but soon they were going to be very much awake.
D'Argo was lashed to a table; Zhaan was firmly secured to a chair.
"Are they strapped down correctly?" Nekina asked, checking the clasps on D'Argo.
"Yes, Captain Shi'ne. All is according to your specifications."
"Good, but I am afraid that restraints alone will not hold him back. We need something else." She paused and began chewing on the tip of her thumb. "I know, paralyze him just enough so he can't move from the neck down, but can still feel everything. In fact, give him something to make him more sensitive."
Nekina had slowly created a separate personality to take over in these situations. She, herself, didn't like what she did, but when that other person took over, it didn't hurt as much. She would take out all of her anger and pain, and give it to the victim. Some of them didn't deserve it, but that wasn't her problem, she was just following orders.
The man who was going to be Nekina's assistant went pale. "I...I will see what I can do." He ran out of the room and almost heaved. He had heard stories of what Shi'ne had done to people before. A cold shudder ran down his spine as he went to Cain to get the items she requested.
Once the concoction was injected, Nekina could finally start on the dirty, yet necessary part of her job.
"Wake up."
Zhaan felt something hard strike the side of her face, jarring her out of the womb of sleep. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times.
"Look at me!" The voice yelled again, and Zhaan felt herself being struck again.
"Please...no need for..." Was all that her still sleepy body could fumble out.
"But dear P'au, there is a need, I need you to look at me."
There was something familiar about the voice. Zhaan looked up and into evil eyes that she had never seen, and never wished to see. "Who are you?"
"You will know soon enough. I need you to give me information."
"About what?"
"The resistance against Scorpious, more specifically who your contact within the Peace Keepers is. We know that every ship like this has one, so spill it."
"I will never speak to you of such things."
"I may be able to change your mind." Nekina looked to her assistant, "Wake him."
"What?" Zhaan quietly asked. Looking over to the table not to far away from her chair, she saw D'Argo. "Please, you want the information from me, not him. Why are you doing this?"
"You see," Nekina smirked, walked over to a different table and picked up a vicious looking knife. "We *really* need that information. We know that you would just block out your own pain, and none of the others would talk, so, this is our only option." She walked over to D'Argo and jammed the knife into his chest cavity. Apparently D'Argo had been fully awake, because he screamed.
"What the frell is going on?!" D'Argo yelled when he finished vocally expressing his pain.
"Zhaan won't tell us what we need, so I am persuading her." Nekina coolly responded, then she twisted the knife 90 degrees, and received another satisfactory yelp from the helpless warrior.
"Don't...tell...anything..." He gasped between waves of unbearable pain. Apparently Nekina knew the correct spot to place the blade to achieve the maximum effect.
"Please stop! Who are you?" Zhaan pleaded with the demon standing over her dearest friend.
"You mean that you haven't heard of me? Well, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Fleet Captain Nekina Shi'ne."
It took a moment for Zhaan's panicked mind to register the new information. Nekina was Kara, and she was killing D'Argo. "What?"
"You know who I am, I know who you are. Now, who is your contact within the Peace Keepers?"
Zhaan suddenly felt Nekina slip into her mind, 'I am sorry I have to do this, but I must. Keep resisting until you can fake breaking down, then tell me that Crais is your contact. Understood?'
'But...'
'Do you wish for everyone on Moya to die?'
'No...'
'Then do it.'
'All...all right.'
"Now," Nekina snarled, wrenching the knife ruthlessly from D'Argo, shredding skin and splattering dark blood over her face. "Do you wish to tell me? Or should I give this back to him?"
"I will never tell you!"
"You will." Nekina went back to the table that she had retrieved the knife. She set the blood-covered instrument down, and grasped another weapon. It looked to be an electrical device of some sort.
Zhaan's eyes widened in surprise, she recognized that tool. They had used it on her before when she was still a prisoner.
"You know this item, don't you?" Nekina said with an evil sneer.
Memories of pain and suffering invaded Zhaan's carefully shielded mind. "No..."
"Good, that means I don't have to explain." She responded coldly. Nekina walked back to D'Argo. "Would you like to say something to her?"
D'Argo eyed his enemy carefully, ignoring the pain still tormenting his body. "Don't tell her anything."
Zhann was frozen in the chair, her mind reeling. 'I could stop this, all I have to do it say 'Crais'. And since he isn't our contact, I wouldn't be causing any trouble... Oh Goddess help me.' After much deliberation, Zhann finally decided to end this.
"Our contact...is..." When Zhaan did not speak further for five microts, still not sure if she should cooperate, Nekina raised the tool. "Crais! It is Crais! He has helped us from the beginning. Please, now will you stop?"
"Thank you." Nekina looked over to her assistant. "Let her tend to him after I leave, and do not let them alone." She put the knife down and wiped off her face. "I want three security groups to go with me to arrest Crais."
***** The cargo bay, after Nekina left *****
Nekina's assistant walked over to Zhaan, "You may treat him now. The paralyzing agent will wear off in a quarter arn." He released the bonds that held Zhaan down, and she slowly stood up.
"Could I have some privacy?"
"No, sorry."
"Very well." Zhaan walked over to D'Argo and began to pound on his wound. Eventually the blood ran clear and she could begin treating the crater in his chest.
"Zhaan, I can't move." D'Argo fumbled out.
"It will wear off soon. How are you feeling?"
"Better, but still bad. Who the frell was that?"
Zhaan glanced over to the man watching them talking. "I will tell you later. Sleep now, you need it."
D'Argo tried to laugh a bit, but it hurt too much, "Not much else I can do." He closed his eyes and tried to doze.
Zhaan looked to her guard, "What is your name?"
"Kiga Susumanai." The syllables rolled off of his tongue with practiced ease.
"Quite a name. May I ask what is going to happen next?" Zhaan purred, putting on her best 'please tell me what I want to know because I am so innocent' look.
"It is not my place to know that." Kiga responded flatly.
"Can you guess?"
Susumanai almost rolled his eyes, "You are dealing with the most chaotic Captain in the universe, and I highly doubt she even knows what she is going to do next." He paused and turned his tone downward, "However, I can tell you that it won't be fun."
"What is going to happen to Crais?" Zhann continued.
This time, Kiga really rolled his eyes. "He will be arrested, interrogated, then put on trial. If he is found guilty, he will be executed."
"If he is proven innocent?"
"He will resume his life." 'Well, whatever is left of it.' He silently added.
"Oh..."
***** Meanwhile *****
"What is the meaning of this? Get your hands off me!" Crais was being handcuffed and dragged away to a cell.
"I have reason to believe that you have been collaborating with the resistance."
"That's crazy! Everyone knows they're going after me too."
"One can never be sure." Nekina began to walk away, "Treat him the same as the others."
"No! You can't do this!" Crais screamed before someone injected him with the sleep serum and he passed out.
After a few hundred microts of walking, Nekina finally arrived back at the cargo bay.
"You are relieved, Kiga."
He looked at the Captain in front of him, and another cold icicle invaded the territory of his spine, but this time he was able to ignore it and follow protocol. "Sir, are you sure you wish to be alone?"
"Yes, now go!" Nekina snapped. She knew he was only doing his job, but it was still annoying.
When Kiga scrambled out of the room as if his ass was about to be set on fire, Nekina couldn't help but smile.
"I don't see anything amusing about the situation." Zhaan said curtly.
"But it is funny to see junior officers run away from me like scared children."
Zhaan's anger was beginning to assert itself. "Do you ever stop to think why?"
"Of course, I am evil, I represent death to them. They fear me because they fear for their lives. Does that cover it?"
"And you think that is a good thing?"
"I don't ask them to be my friends, I ask for their loyalty."
"Speaking of loyalty, I trusted you." Zhann spoke with as much menace as she could.
Nekina rolled her eyes. "You can. I could have done a lot worse you know, instead helped you."
"You just want Crais out of your way so you can take his position."
"Of course I want that, who the frell wouldn't? But that isn't the only reason."
"And what is *that* reason?"
'Who the hezmana do you think kept Crais away from people in the Resistance?'
Zhaan was more than surprised by this answer, but not as much as the way Nekina was speaking to her. 'You are in the Resistance?'
'Quite, I took over and organized it into a solid group instead of separate factions. I have been trying to meet up with Moya for a long time.'
'What will happen now?'
'You people always want to know that! Very well. All the people on my ship are loyal to me, and are part of the Resistance. I have other such ships. When the time is right, I will kill Crais, and make the Resistance official. In fact, I would like Moya to join. Of course, to keep you safe, it will not be official. I only need you as a scout ship.'
'I will speak with the others. But first, may I ask why are we communicating this like this?'
'I don't want anyone to hear.'
'Does Tamashi know about this?'
'How could he not?'
'You two are quite close, aren't you?'
Nekina smiled inwardly. 'Zhaan, you have no idea, but I need to go. I have work to do. It is best if you and D'Argo just stay here. The others are safe as well.'
'Whatever you say. Now, do what you must, Kara.'
Nekina bowed slightly to Zhaan and then left the room.