Author: Amicitia
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, please don't sue. I'm just a highschool freshmen, I have no money.
Summary: While the Andromeda is docked with a commerce station. Trance is arrested for the crimes of her people.
Author Notes: There will be some more Harper/Trance angst in this chapter, gotta love it : ) Rated PG-13 for language, but not that much.
P.S. My computer's busted and I'm working off my friends, so it might take a while for the next chapter to come out.
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Harper set the Maru's flight controls to land on the far side of Plarisis's orbit. He didn't want to tip off the Plarisian military that he was even trying to get close to the Plarisian main military base. Which was where they were most likely to be keeping Trance.
He picked up a transmission coming from the direction Andromeda was positioned. He flicked on the Maru's communications equipment and prepared himself for the onslaught that he was about to receive from both his bosses.
"Harper, turn the Maru around right now and I promise that I won't kick your scrawny ass across the Milky Way the second you get back." Beka's menacing voice spoke volumes, and Harper cringed at the anger it contained.
"Sorry boss, but I'm not gonna sit all nice and comfy up on Andromeda while Trance is down there with those people who are doing God knows what to her."
"Harper, I know you care about Trance, I care about her just as much as you do. And I understand that you want to get her back. But you can't just go down there half cocked with no plan."
"AND YOU CAN'T GO DOWN THERE WITH MY SHIP!
Harper clicked off the Maru's communications connection to the Andromeda and flew a bit faster towards the planet so that if Beka and the others came after him, at least he would have a head start.
"No, you don't understand." Harper muttered under his breath as he flew down to the planets surface.
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"I asked you who you were, girl."
It had taken Trance a while to come to terms seeing in the dim light of her cell.
He was much taller than she was and had obviously been a fighter once. For there were remnance of muscles that had once bore the arms of a warrior. It had been so long since Trance had seen another member of her species that she almost didn't believe he was really there. She hadn't thought that any other Serilans had left the colony on there ship.
"Tr...Trance...Trance Gemini," straining to keep her voice level, Trance fiddled with her hands.
"Well Trance...My name is Orion Eyre...Welcome to my nightmare...Welcome to hell."
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Harper landed the Maru on the outskirts of one of the planets more rural towns. He had taken a transport pod that should have gone to the "big recycling bin in the sky" years ago, to one of Plarisis's main transport terminals. Where he had taken yet another transport to the city where the Plarisian's main military installation was, Quintal.
Harper stepped off the transports rust colored platform onto the busy streets of the city. All around him sandy colored Plarisians were buying, selling, talking.....you average every, day business. But there was an air to the place that sent chills up his spine. His suspicions were confirmed when he over heard a conversation between two bartering Plarisians.
"You think they'll just kill her? Or do you think they'll actually go through the whole trial?"
"Either way she'll die. No one on this planet will vote for her to be let go. Maybe they'll finally kill the other one off as well."
"I hear she came here with friends."
"As if they'll be able to do anything to help her. Security will be so tight that no one will ever get through. Besides...rumor is that she was with those idiots who are trying to rebuild the Commonwealth. Ha!"
The two Plarisians walked away from the merchants little stand. Leaving Harper to contemplate what the two had just said. What had they meant by the other one. Harper had also learned that the general public of Plarisians, at least the two that he had just over heard, thought that Dylan, the Andromeda, and his crew were a crock. And that they don't want to join. And in Harper's experience, when the general public disagreed with something, the government usually went along with them.
None of that mattered right now though, from what he over heard, the Plarisian government might not even give Trance a fair trial. He had to find her before they did something to her.
Like kill her.
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Trance had spent the past half an hour listening to Orion recall his story of how he had come to Plarisis, not knowing that this was the planet their species had visited so many years ago. About how, when he had docked with the station he had been arrested immediately and brought into the custody of the Plarisian military.
He had been beaten and locked up in this cell. He had been here for five years so far and had never even seen the light from the systems twin suns.
"They never even gave you a fair trial?" Trance asked, showing her obvious dismay in her brown eyes.
The older man chuckled. "You stupid girl, how can you be so naive? Even if they had given me a fair trial it wouldn't really have been fair. They would have found me guilty no matter what evidence I had to the contrary, and it's not like I would have had an attorney."
Trance's head was spinning, 'how could any civilized race blame such a tragedy on people who had nothing to do with it?' She knew that the others would come after her, if not Dylan and Beka and Tyr and Rev, then Harper would. She knew Harper would.
"My friends will be coming for me, they can get us out of here."
"YOUR FRIENDS?......YOUR FRIENDS! You stupid girl, no one gets out of this place. NO one. Security was tight enough with just me in here, but now they have two of us. Security will be twice as tight now. Your friends won't get anywhere near us. Besides, I have no where to go. They killed my family, my wife, my son. I have been waiting all these years for them to kill me. To end it all, but they haven't. They enjoy watching me suffer"
It was then that Trance realized that the broken man in front of her was merely a shell. She could see that the death of his family had nearly killed him. She couldn't even begin to imagine one of the people on the Andromeda dying.
"I...I am so sorry. I..."
"I don't want your sympathy. Besides, if your friends really are going to attempt a rescue, you'll know soon enough what it is like to lose a loved one."
Orion turned and moved back into the shadows. Leaving Trance reeling from his verbal assault
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Harper had walked the streets of Quintal for over an hour, all the while fearing that Beka and the others would find him and drag him back to the Andromeda. But atleast he had finally found the Plarisian military installment.
He had plugged his neural-port into the buildings security system and had found that Trance was being held in a maximum security cell in the center of the complex. This was gonna be harder than he thought. He had also learned that she wasn't alone. She was being held with another of her race, an Orion Eyre. If he was going to do this then he was going to have to do it when the guards changed stations at 9:00, other wise they didn't switch again until 9:00 the day after tomorrow, and by then.
It may be too late.
At 9:00 that night, Harper crawled into the access duct above the air shafts of the Plarisian military base. The ducts were and dark cramped, and Harper was having a hard time moving through the tunnels without making a great deal of noise.
"Ah shit..." Harper banged his knee on a dented wall inside the access duct. "Wonderful Seamus, why don't you just announce to the world that you're trying to break in." He crouched down inside the duct when he heard voices below him.
"Did you hear that?"
"Hear what? I think you're hearing things again Terran."
"No...It sounded like someone cussed."
Of course, by now Harper should have learned that the universe just does not like Seamus Zelazny Harper. Because it was at that moment that the duct decided to collapse in on itself and send Harper crashing to the ground.
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Trance covered her eyes as they adjusted to the light that was shining through the opening in the front door. She could barely make out the outline of a very muscular Plarisian, when the guard threw a body in through the opening.
As the guard closed the door, Trance eyes once again adjusted to the darkness of their cell. And when they did Trance could see who the body was....
"Harper!" Trance bent down on her knees and felt below his jaw line for a pulse, supporting Harper's head with her tail. She let out a sigh of relief when she found one and that her friend was OK. She laid his head on her thighs, stroking back a piece of sweat ridden blond hair from his forehead.
Harper let out a moan as he roled onto his side, looking around he let his eyes adjust to the unusual darkness. He looked up to see Trance cradeling his head between her legs. It was then that he realized that he had one heck of a headache. He tried to sit up but became dizzey and laid back down again.
"Hey sleepy head, have a nice knap?" Trance smiled as she looked down at the young engineer.
"Oh yeah..It's not a normal day in the life of Seamus Zelazny Harper without getting knocked out and waking up in the arms of his beautiful, purple, best friend."
Trance giggled at the comment as she helped Harper up into a sitting position.
"Oh man have I got a headache."
"Yeah well that's what you get for trying to come and be my knight in shining armor." Trance smiled and turned towards the back of the cell.
"Hey Trance, you OK." Harper walked over and wrapped his arms around her placing his head between her head and shoulder. He looked up and saw a single tear sliding down her purple cheek.
"Trance come on, talk to me." He hugged her tighter as she began to cry underneath his embrace. "All those people....All those people dead." Her body began to rack with sobs as her crying turned into a devistated weeping.
"Trance...Trance..come on, look at me." Harper turned her around and looked into her brown eyes that were slowly turning red from tears.
"It wasn't your fault, you weren't even born yet, and from what I gather, your people had every right to be pissed off. I mean, I know I would be if I was held prisoner against my will." Harper leaned in and gave her a reasuring kiss on her forehead. "Everything will be just find, Beka and Dylan and Rev, heck even Tyr will come looking for us eventually."
It was then that Trance and Harper heard a sturring from one of the corners of their cell.
"Well isn't this sweet, two little love birds. But you're wrong about one thing boy."
"Oh? And what is that?"
"Everything will not be alright, you think the Plarisians are just gonna leave us here. They have three captives for the same cause. They're going to kill us and put us out on display for all the public to see. We won't stand a chance, and if your friends do actually come to rescue you, they will die along with us."
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Next chapter coming soon......as soon as I get my computer fixed.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, please don't sue. I'm just a highschool freshmen, I have no money.
Summary: While the Andromeda is docked with a commerce station. Trance is arrested for the crimes of her people.
Author Notes: There will be some more Harper/Trance angst in this chapter, gotta love it : ) Rated PG-13 for language, but not that much.
P.S. My computer's busted and I'm working off my friends, so it might take a while for the next chapter to come out.
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Harper set the Maru's flight controls to land on the far side of Plarisis's orbit. He didn't want to tip off the Plarisian military that he was even trying to get close to the Plarisian main military base. Which was where they were most likely to be keeping Trance.
He picked up a transmission coming from the direction Andromeda was positioned. He flicked on the Maru's communications equipment and prepared himself for the onslaught that he was about to receive from both his bosses.
"Harper, turn the Maru around right now and I promise that I won't kick your scrawny ass across the Milky Way the second you get back." Beka's menacing voice spoke volumes, and Harper cringed at the anger it contained.
"Sorry boss, but I'm not gonna sit all nice and comfy up on Andromeda while Trance is down there with those people who are doing God knows what to her."
"Harper, I know you care about Trance, I care about her just as much as you do. And I understand that you want to get her back. But you can't just go down there half cocked with no plan."
"AND YOU CAN'T GO DOWN THERE WITH MY SHIP!
Harper clicked off the Maru's communications connection to the Andromeda and flew a bit faster towards the planet so that if Beka and the others came after him, at least he would have a head start.
"No, you don't understand." Harper muttered under his breath as he flew down to the planets surface.
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"I asked you who you were, girl."
It had taken Trance a while to come to terms seeing in the dim light of her cell.
He was much taller than she was and had obviously been a fighter once. For there were remnance of muscles that had once bore the arms of a warrior. It had been so long since Trance had seen another member of her species that she almost didn't believe he was really there. She hadn't thought that any other Serilans had left the colony on there ship.
"Tr...Trance...Trance Gemini," straining to keep her voice level, Trance fiddled with her hands.
"Well Trance...My name is Orion Eyre...Welcome to my nightmare...Welcome to hell."
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Harper landed the Maru on the outskirts of one of the planets more rural towns. He had taken a transport pod that should have gone to the "big recycling bin in the sky" years ago, to one of Plarisis's main transport terminals. Where he had taken yet another transport to the city where the Plarisian's main military installation was, Quintal.
Harper stepped off the transports rust colored platform onto the busy streets of the city. All around him sandy colored Plarisians were buying, selling, talking.....you average every, day business. But there was an air to the place that sent chills up his spine. His suspicions were confirmed when he over heard a conversation between two bartering Plarisians.
"You think they'll just kill her? Or do you think they'll actually go through the whole trial?"
"Either way she'll die. No one on this planet will vote for her to be let go. Maybe they'll finally kill the other one off as well."
"I hear she came here with friends."
"As if they'll be able to do anything to help her. Security will be so tight that no one will ever get through. Besides...rumor is that she was with those idiots who are trying to rebuild the Commonwealth. Ha!"
The two Plarisians walked away from the merchants little stand. Leaving Harper to contemplate what the two had just said. What had they meant by the other one. Harper had also learned that the general public of Plarisians, at least the two that he had just over heard, thought that Dylan, the Andromeda, and his crew were a crock. And that they don't want to join. And in Harper's experience, when the general public disagreed with something, the government usually went along with them.
None of that mattered right now though, from what he over heard, the Plarisian government might not even give Trance a fair trial. He had to find her before they did something to her.
Like kill her.
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Trance had spent the past half an hour listening to Orion recall his story of how he had come to Plarisis, not knowing that this was the planet their species had visited so many years ago. About how, when he had docked with the station he had been arrested immediately and brought into the custody of the Plarisian military.
He had been beaten and locked up in this cell. He had been here for five years so far and had never even seen the light from the systems twin suns.
"They never even gave you a fair trial?" Trance asked, showing her obvious dismay in her brown eyes.
The older man chuckled. "You stupid girl, how can you be so naive? Even if they had given me a fair trial it wouldn't really have been fair. They would have found me guilty no matter what evidence I had to the contrary, and it's not like I would have had an attorney."
Trance's head was spinning, 'how could any civilized race blame such a tragedy on people who had nothing to do with it?' She knew that the others would come after her, if not Dylan and Beka and Tyr and Rev, then Harper would. She knew Harper would.
"My friends will be coming for me, they can get us out of here."
"YOUR FRIENDS?......YOUR FRIENDS! You stupid girl, no one gets out of this place. NO one. Security was tight enough with just me in here, but now they have two of us. Security will be twice as tight now. Your friends won't get anywhere near us. Besides, I have no where to go. They killed my family, my wife, my son. I have been waiting all these years for them to kill me. To end it all, but they haven't. They enjoy watching me suffer"
It was then that Trance realized that the broken man in front of her was merely a shell. She could see that the death of his family had nearly killed him. She couldn't even begin to imagine one of the people on the Andromeda dying.
"I...I am so sorry. I..."
"I don't want your sympathy. Besides, if your friends really are going to attempt a rescue, you'll know soon enough what it is like to lose a loved one."
Orion turned and moved back into the shadows. Leaving Trance reeling from his verbal assault
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Harper had walked the streets of Quintal for over an hour, all the while fearing that Beka and the others would find him and drag him back to the Andromeda. But atleast he had finally found the Plarisian military installment.
He had plugged his neural-port into the buildings security system and had found that Trance was being held in a maximum security cell in the center of the complex. This was gonna be harder than he thought. He had also learned that she wasn't alone. She was being held with another of her race, an Orion Eyre. If he was going to do this then he was going to have to do it when the guards changed stations at 9:00, other wise they didn't switch again until 9:00 the day after tomorrow, and by then.
It may be too late.
At 9:00 that night, Harper crawled into the access duct above the air shafts of the Plarisian military base. The ducts were and dark cramped, and Harper was having a hard time moving through the tunnels without making a great deal of noise.
"Ah shit..." Harper banged his knee on a dented wall inside the access duct. "Wonderful Seamus, why don't you just announce to the world that you're trying to break in." He crouched down inside the duct when he heard voices below him.
"Did you hear that?"
"Hear what? I think you're hearing things again Terran."
"No...It sounded like someone cussed."
Of course, by now Harper should have learned that the universe just does not like Seamus Zelazny Harper. Because it was at that moment that the duct decided to collapse in on itself and send Harper crashing to the ground.
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Trance covered her eyes as they adjusted to the light that was shining through the opening in the front door. She could barely make out the outline of a very muscular Plarisian, when the guard threw a body in through the opening.
As the guard closed the door, Trance eyes once again adjusted to the darkness of their cell. And when they did Trance could see who the body was....
"Harper!" Trance bent down on her knees and felt below his jaw line for a pulse, supporting Harper's head with her tail. She let out a sigh of relief when she found one and that her friend was OK. She laid his head on her thighs, stroking back a piece of sweat ridden blond hair from his forehead.
Harper let out a moan as he roled onto his side, looking around he let his eyes adjust to the unusual darkness. He looked up to see Trance cradeling his head between her legs. It was then that he realized that he had one heck of a headache. He tried to sit up but became dizzey and laid back down again.
"Hey sleepy head, have a nice knap?" Trance smiled as she looked down at the young engineer.
"Oh yeah..It's not a normal day in the life of Seamus Zelazny Harper without getting knocked out and waking up in the arms of his beautiful, purple, best friend."
Trance giggled at the comment as she helped Harper up into a sitting position.
"Oh man have I got a headache."
"Yeah well that's what you get for trying to come and be my knight in shining armor." Trance smiled and turned towards the back of the cell.
"Hey Trance, you OK." Harper walked over and wrapped his arms around her placing his head between her head and shoulder. He looked up and saw a single tear sliding down her purple cheek.
"Trance come on, talk to me." He hugged her tighter as she began to cry underneath his embrace. "All those people....All those people dead." Her body began to rack with sobs as her crying turned into a devistated weeping.
"Trance...Trance..come on, look at me." Harper turned her around and looked into her brown eyes that were slowly turning red from tears.
"It wasn't your fault, you weren't even born yet, and from what I gather, your people had every right to be pissed off. I mean, I know I would be if I was held prisoner against my will." Harper leaned in and gave her a reasuring kiss on her forehead. "Everything will be just find, Beka and Dylan and Rev, heck even Tyr will come looking for us eventually."
It was then that Trance and Harper heard a sturring from one of the corners of their cell.
"Well isn't this sweet, two little love birds. But you're wrong about one thing boy."
"Oh? And what is that?"
"Everything will not be alright, you think the Plarisians are just gonna leave us here. They have three captives for the same cause. They're going to kill us and put us out on display for all the public to see. We won't stand a chance, and if your friends do actually come to rescue you, they will die along with us."
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Next chapter coming soon......as soon as I get my computer fixed.