Title: A Future in the Making (Evil Demon Fic) Part 4
Author: Ellie c/o The Chittering Little Monkey
Beta: Meowzer (she did it 3 times! ahh!)
Site: http://ellie.htmlplanet.com
Disclaimers: I haven't been doing this, have I? Well, for those legal dips who haven't figured out that I DON'T own FarScpape, this is your gift. ::Ellie thwacks them on the head:: Bad legal dips! However, the characters and plot that I have made up, are mine.
Notes: OK, new names in here. Let me find 'em. OK, only one.
Butagoya (Scorpy's ship)=oh crap, I can't remember! and for some reason it isn't in my dictionary. Anyone here do Japanese and can help me? It is supposed to be like paracite or something.
Length: 5 pages or so
Chapter 4
"John, wake up," Aeryn whispered lightly and slapped his face. In response, she received only a few groans.
"I'm getting too old for this dren," Crichton grumbled.
Aeryn chuckled, or at least her version of it. "Looks like you're fine. Do you remember how we got here?"
Crichton slowly sat up, and scratched the back of his head. "Some crazy bitch shot something at me. Then I passed out. What happened to you?"
"Same thing, but did you notice the woman was dressed in a Captain's uniform?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Are all humans as dense as you are?" Aeryn asked dryly.
"Huh?"
"You are supposed to be a scientist, right? Put the facts together: two ships attacked us. We know that one was Crais and the other one was Kara. So, the woman who knocked all of us out had to have been her," she explained.
"Okay, but why did she attack us?" John responded casually, managing to annoy Aeryn even more.
Aeryn rolled her eyes. "Crichton, your mind is turning into dren. She is not just a PeaceKeeper; she is a Captain. It was her *job*. Crais would have shot her if she showed any unwillingness to follow orders."
"Is that legal?"
She simply glared at him in response, and fortunately John was able to catch her meaning.
"Maybe we should find the others--"
"That would not be a good idea," a humorously mocking voice cut in from outside the cell.
John and Aeryn looked at each other, and then at the figure that appeared in front of the barred pocket door. "It would be best if everyone stayed where they are. I don't want anyone getting in my way."
Aeryn decided to that she would have to do the talking because Crichton was staring at the woman like a frozen mound of flesh. "Who are you?"
"My name is Nekina Shi'ne. From what I hear, however, I have another."
Aeryn had heard of Shi'ne before. Everyone in the Resistance, and even the people in the Uncharted Territories feared her wrath. Could the deadliest person in the known universe be her daughter?
"What are you doing here?" Aeryn replied angrily.
"Is that all you people say? I have heard the words 'why' and 'what' more times in the past day than I have in my entire life. You will get all the answers you seek in due time," Nekina said, her frustration apparent in every word she spoke.
"Are the others in cells too?"
Nekina scratched the back of her head, a gesture that clearly indicated the Crichton bloodline. "Some in cells, some are in the cargo bay."
"Because?"
"I...had to get some information." For some reason Nekina found herself talking to them as if she had known them all her life.
"You interrogated them?" Aeryn disgustedly queried.
Nekina was getting annoyed at all these questions. She was the ranking officer; she should be the one asking questions. "I don't have time for you people. Stay here and you won't get killed." Nekina began to walk away, but not before Crichton stood up. Nekina stopped and looked at him, his face was warm and comfortable...familiar too.
"Indigo eyes," he said softly.
Nekina's eyes widened with surprise. Happy feelings were associated with those words. She quickly ushered herself away from their section and leaned against one of the walls, trying to settle her emotions. 'Why are those words so familiar?'
"Captain?" A junior officer asked. He had been walking down the hallway to take his position as guard when he saw his Captain holding herself up with the wall. "Captain Shi'ne, perhaps you should go lie down," he asked, deciding to risk his life.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you." Nekina made it all the way back to her transport without incident. Once seated in the pilot chair, she slumped into it, ignoring the wrinkling of her uniform and her hair coming out of its bond. 'What did I do to get stuck with this... That's easy, everything. The question should be what have you *not* done to deserve this. Why can't I just have one happy moment? Or at least remember one? Crais has been lying to me my entire life.' Nekina relaxed her mind and opened it to the voices surrounding her: the officers doing their jobs, the prisoners cursing her, and those who were scared.
Then there were two others. They didn't complain or curse, they accepted. They were all around her, forming a sphere of serenity that engulfed her mind.
Opening her mind to these pure souls, Nekina felt them absorb her emotions into their own. She had felt this before.
'What are you?' Nekina asked the comforting void.
'You know me. I know you. I have not felt your presence I a long time.' A sour-sweet voice chimed, 'I am Moya.'
'You know me?'
'How could I not? You were created and brought into life here. You touched my mind even before you were born.'
'I need to go.' Nekina tried to break the link, but something held her in.
'They are worried for you. Do not ignore them.'
Then, like a rubber band snapping back to it's original length, Nekina was yanked back into her body, crisply aware of her surroundings. "Dren..." she breathed out.
Nekina went into the back room and fixed her hair and uniform. Her looks were the only vanity she allowed herself. A captain's appearance was very important; it set a first impression, and determined how the lower officers would think of you.
She had just finished maneuvering her raven hair back into the tight wrap that descended from the base of her skull, when she looked at her reflection in the small mirror. There was a scar running down the left side of her face, her eyes were dark and stained from cycles of life, and she was beginning to lose the tan she got a monen ago from a trip planet-side. 'When did I get so old?' Her face was worn and tired. Dry emotions were the only ones that surfaced on it now.
"What have I been doing all my life?"
Nekina closed her eyes and leaned against the mirror. 'This needs to end. Soon.'
***** Crais' Cell *****
Crais was still lying prone on the floor of his cell. Nekina had placed as many guards with him as she could spare. Soon Scorpius would be arriving with his prized Aurora Chair so he could question Crais himself.
Nekina was doing one last walkthrough of Moya before she contacted Scorpius, and her last stop was Crais' cell. "Have there been any problems?" she asked the head guard.
"He is still down. However, what we gave him will be wearing off within the next 2 arns."
"Inject him again. Then move him to a cell on the Jigoku."
"Understood, it will be done."
"Good."
***** 4 arns later, a docking bay of the Jigoku *****
"Welcome back to the Jigoku, Scorpius," Nekina diplomatically greeted the disgusting creature in front of her.
"Captain Shi'ne, good to see you again."
"Likewise. I don't have time for pleasantries, and I am sure you can understand why, I would like to get this situation over with as soon as possible."
"I agree. Let me see him."
Nekina began to lead Scorpius to Crais' cell. "He is sedated. I think that it will be easier if you wake him when he is in the chair."
"An idea that is worthy of trying. If it turns out that Crais truly is guilty, you will be the one I choose to take his place."
"Let us hope that I will have to wait, if it is true about Crais, then all our efforts against the Resistance could be compromised.
"You surprise me. Any other PeaceKeeper would have been only thinking of themselves, yet you are not."
"Who said I'm not? But, it is not the correct time for me to take that much power. The Resistance is barely controllable right now, and who knows what they will do with me around."
"Does your mind ever think of anything but tactics?"
"Not usually, but are you complaining?"
"No, why would I? You have a better mind for it than Crais ever did. Truthfully, I won't be sorry to see him go."
Finally, they arrived at the cell. "What if your chair finds him innocent?"
"I can guarantee you that he is innocent, however, I am sure that you can find a way to make him otherwise."
"Is that an order or a suggestion?"
Scorpius eyed Nekina, 'Crais has trained her well.' "Take it as you wish."
"Half an arn."
"I will be waiting."
***** Aeryn and Crichton's cell *****
"Indigo eyes?"
"Yeah, it's an Earth thing."
"I don't get it, and when did you call her that?"
"I always did, and it's from the color of her eyes." Crichton paused, and tilted his head to the side, thinking. "Well, kind of."
"I never heard you call her that."
"Well, I did, and you know what, Sunshine? She remembered."
"A blind man could have seen it. Your family is too expressive for its own good. Lucky for her, she is only *half* Crichton." John and Aeryn laughed a bit, then the humor of the situation died, and they both sat there, not talking. All they could do was sit and try to assimilate all the new information. Nothing could be said, at least not in words.
Finally, after an interminable silence, Aeryn spoke. "John, what should we do?" she asked, barely controlling the emotions that were pleading to come out.
"Wait it out. See what happens. There isn't anything we can do now. It sounds like something big is going down, so, let's just ride it out and then see where we are."
"So we stay here?"
"Seems like the best idea."
"I hate not knowing what to do."
"We all do," John said with a bittersweet smile.
***** The Aurora Chair Room, Scorpius' ship, Butagoya *****
Crais came back to the world slowly, but years of experience took over and allowed him to mimic the rhythm of sleep. This gave him the chance to be fully awake when he made his move, and alert when he assessed his surroundings.
"I know you're awake, so you may as well open your eyes." Nekina walked over to Crais and lifted his head up. "Wake up Crais, it's time for the fun to begin."
Author: Ellie c/o The Chittering Little Monkey
Beta: Meowzer (she did it 3 times! ahh!)
Site: http://ellie.htmlplanet.com
Disclaimers: I haven't been doing this, have I? Well, for those legal dips who haven't figured out that I DON'T own FarScpape, this is your gift. ::Ellie thwacks them on the head:: Bad legal dips! However, the characters and plot that I have made up, are mine.
Notes: OK, new names in here. Let me find 'em. OK, only one.
Butagoya (Scorpy's ship)=oh crap, I can't remember! and for some reason it isn't in my dictionary. Anyone here do Japanese and can help me? It is supposed to be like paracite or something.
Length: 5 pages or so
Chapter 4
"John, wake up," Aeryn whispered lightly and slapped his face. In response, she received only a few groans.
"I'm getting too old for this dren," Crichton grumbled.
Aeryn chuckled, or at least her version of it. "Looks like you're fine. Do you remember how we got here?"
Crichton slowly sat up, and scratched the back of his head. "Some crazy bitch shot something at me. Then I passed out. What happened to you?"
"Same thing, but did you notice the woman was dressed in a Captain's uniform?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Are all humans as dense as you are?" Aeryn asked dryly.
"Huh?"
"You are supposed to be a scientist, right? Put the facts together: two ships attacked us. We know that one was Crais and the other one was Kara. So, the woman who knocked all of us out had to have been her," she explained.
"Okay, but why did she attack us?" John responded casually, managing to annoy Aeryn even more.
Aeryn rolled her eyes. "Crichton, your mind is turning into dren. She is not just a PeaceKeeper; she is a Captain. It was her *job*. Crais would have shot her if she showed any unwillingness to follow orders."
"Is that legal?"
She simply glared at him in response, and fortunately John was able to catch her meaning.
"Maybe we should find the others--"
"That would not be a good idea," a humorously mocking voice cut in from outside the cell.
John and Aeryn looked at each other, and then at the figure that appeared in front of the barred pocket door. "It would be best if everyone stayed where they are. I don't want anyone getting in my way."
Aeryn decided to that she would have to do the talking because Crichton was staring at the woman like a frozen mound of flesh. "Who are you?"
"My name is Nekina Shi'ne. From what I hear, however, I have another."
Aeryn had heard of Shi'ne before. Everyone in the Resistance, and even the people in the Uncharted Territories feared her wrath. Could the deadliest person in the known universe be her daughter?
"What are you doing here?" Aeryn replied angrily.
"Is that all you people say? I have heard the words 'why' and 'what' more times in the past day than I have in my entire life. You will get all the answers you seek in due time," Nekina said, her frustration apparent in every word she spoke.
"Are the others in cells too?"
Nekina scratched the back of her head, a gesture that clearly indicated the Crichton bloodline. "Some in cells, some are in the cargo bay."
"Because?"
"I...had to get some information." For some reason Nekina found herself talking to them as if she had known them all her life.
"You interrogated them?" Aeryn disgustedly queried.
Nekina was getting annoyed at all these questions. She was the ranking officer; she should be the one asking questions. "I don't have time for you people. Stay here and you won't get killed." Nekina began to walk away, but not before Crichton stood up. Nekina stopped and looked at him, his face was warm and comfortable...familiar too.
"Indigo eyes," he said softly.
Nekina's eyes widened with surprise. Happy feelings were associated with those words. She quickly ushered herself away from their section and leaned against one of the walls, trying to settle her emotions. 'Why are those words so familiar?'
"Captain?" A junior officer asked. He had been walking down the hallway to take his position as guard when he saw his Captain holding herself up with the wall. "Captain Shi'ne, perhaps you should go lie down," he asked, deciding to risk his life.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you." Nekina made it all the way back to her transport without incident. Once seated in the pilot chair, she slumped into it, ignoring the wrinkling of her uniform and her hair coming out of its bond. 'What did I do to get stuck with this... That's easy, everything. The question should be what have you *not* done to deserve this. Why can't I just have one happy moment? Or at least remember one? Crais has been lying to me my entire life.' Nekina relaxed her mind and opened it to the voices surrounding her: the officers doing their jobs, the prisoners cursing her, and those who were scared.
Then there were two others. They didn't complain or curse, they accepted. They were all around her, forming a sphere of serenity that engulfed her mind.
Opening her mind to these pure souls, Nekina felt them absorb her emotions into their own. She had felt this before.
'What are you?' Nekina asked the comforting void.
'You know me. I know you. I have not felt your presence I a long time.' A sour-sweet voice chimed, 'I am Moya.'
'You know me?'
'How could I not? You were created and brought into life here. You touched my mind even before you were born.'
'I need to go.' Nekina tried to break the link, but something held her in.
'They are worried for you. Do not ignore them.'
Then, like a rubber band snapping back to it's original length, Nekina was yanked back into her body, crisply aware of her surroundings. "Dren..." she breathed out.
Nekina went into the back room and fixed her hair and uniform. Her looks were the only vanity she allowed herself. A captain's appearance was very important; it set a first impression, and determined how the lower officers would think of you.
She had just finished maneuvering her raven hair back into the tight wrap that descended from the base of her skull, when she looked at her reflection in the small mirror. There was a scar running down the left side of her face, her eyes were dark and stained from cycles of life, and she was beginning to lose the tan she got a monen ago from a trip planet-side. 'When did I get so old?' Her face was worn and tired. Dry emotions were the only ones that surfaced on it now.
"What have I been doing all my life?"
Nekina closed her eyes and leaned against the mirror. 'This needs to end. Soon.'
***** Crais' Cell *****
Crais was still lying prone on the floor of his cell. Nekina had placed as many guards with him as she could spare. Soon Scorpius would be arriving with his prized Aurora Chair so he could question Crais himself.
Nekina was doing one last walkthrough of Moya before she contacted Scorpius, and her last stop was Crais' cell. "Have there been any problems?" she asked the head guard.
"He is still down. However, what we gave him will be wearing off within the next 2 arns."
"Inject him again. Then move him to a cell on the Jigoku."
"Understood, it will be done."
"Good."
***** 4 arns later, a docking bay of the Jigoku *****
"Welcome back to the Jigoku, Scorpius," Nekina diplomatically greeted the disgusting creature in front of her.
"Captain Shi'ne, good to see you again."
"Likewise. I don't have time for pleasantries, and I am sure you can understand why, I would like to get this situation over with as soon as possible."
"I agree. Let me see him."
Nekina began to lead Scorpius to Crais' cell. "He is sedated. I think that it will be easier if you wake him when he is in the chair."
"An idea that is worthy of trying. If it turns out that Crais truly is guilty, you will be the one I choose to take his place."
"Let us hope that I will have to wait, if it is true about Crais, then all our efforts against the Resistance could be compromised.
"You surprise me. Any other PeaceKeeper would have been only thinking of themselves, yet you are not."
"Who said I'm not? But, it is not the correct time for me to take that much power. The Resistance is barely controllable right now, and who knows what they will do with me around."
"Does your mind ever think of anything but tactics?"
"Not usually, but are you complaining?"
"No, why would I? You have a better mind for it than Crais ever did. Truthfully, I won't be sorry to see him go."
Finally, they arrived at the cell. "What if your chair finds him innocent?"
"I can guarantee you that he is innocent, however, I am sure that you can find a way to make him otherwise."
"Is that an order or a suggestion?"
Scorpius eyed Nekina, 'Crais has trained her well.' "Take it as you wish."
"Half an arn."
"I will be waiting."
***** Aeryn and Crichton's cell *****
"Indigo eyes?"
"Yeah, it's an Earth thing."
"I don't get it, and when did you call her that?"
"I always did, and it's from the color of her eyes." Crichton paused, and tilted his head to the side, thinking. "Well, kind of."
"I never heard you call her that."
"Well, I did, and you know what, Sunshine? She remembered."
"A blind man could have seen it. Your family is too expressive for its own good. Lucky for her, she is only *half* Crichton." John and Aeryn laughed a bit, then the humor of the situation died, and they both sat there, not talking. All they could do was sit and try to assimilate all the new information. Nothing could be said, at least not in words.
Finally, after an interminable silence, Aeryn spoke. "John, what should we do?" she asked, barely controlling the emotions that were pleading to come out.
"Wait it out. See what happens. There isn't anything we can do now. It sounds like something big is going down, so, let's just ride it out and then see where we are."
"So we stay here?"
"Seems like the best idea."
"I hate not knowing what to do."
"We all do," John said with a bittersweet smile.
***** The Aurora Chair Room, Scorpius' ship, Butagoya *****
Crais came back to the world slowly, but years of experience took over and allowed him to mimic the rhythm of sleep. This gave him the chance to be fully awake when he made his move, and alert when he assessed his surroundings.
"I know you're awake, so you may as well open your eyes." Nekina walked over to Crais and lifted his head up. "Wake up Crais, it's time for the fun to begin."