Title:
Sapphire Fire
Author:
Kia Lee, (trance_harper@yahoo.com)
Rating:
PG-13 (a little bit of swearing and violence, but not too much )
Summary: Gerentex returns to reap his revenge on the
crew of the Andromeda, but things don't go exactly as planned.
Disclaimer: I don't own Andromeda, those characters
belong to Gene Roddenberry. But Aiden,
Talen, Gerentex's new crew (though they are nameless), and others who are not
on the show (and never will be) are my own creation, so if you wanna use them,
just ask!
Feedback: Oh please... oh please, oh please, please,
please...
Part IV
"Are you okay
Trance?" Beka asked as her purple friend curled up in the corner of the room,
her tail lying limp beside her. The girl
lifted her head and rested her chin on her crossed arms, looking up at the
blonde with big, glassy eyes.
Sniffing softly, she
whispered, "not really…"
Beka looked at her
friend, concerned, and went to kneel down next to her. "What's the matter Trance?" she asked,
reaching out and stroking the girl's hair gently.
Trance sniffed
again, a small tear running down her cheek. The girl reached up with a shaky purple hand and wiped it away.
"Aww… sweetie… are
you all right?" she asked softly, putting her arm around the younger girl's
shoulders.
Trance rested her
head on the blonde's shoulder, letting her tears fall.
"I'm worried about
Har—about everyone…" she whispered, hoping Beka didn't catch her slip-up.
But she did. I know you're worried about him. He's probably really worried about you too,
Trance. But it's Harper; you don't have
to worry about him. As much as I hate
to admit it, he does know what he's
doing."
Trance sniffed again
and Beka wiped away the tears that marred her soft purple face. Trance nodded her head.
"You're right, he's
probably fine. But I'm still worried
about him."
Beka nodded
knowingly and smiled down at the girl resting beside her. "Of course you are," she said, continuing to
stroke the girl's hair. "You're in love
with him, you can't help but be concerned for his welfare."
Trance gave a small
whimper and curled up closer to Beka, closing her eyes.
Poor girl, she thought. But I do know where you're coming from, for
once. I'm just a little better at
hiding it…
But it was getting
harder and harder for Beka to hide her feelings. At this rate she was just lucky that she wasn't as obvious as
Trance was. Whenever the purple girl
and the young engineer were even remotely close to each other, you could almost
see the sparks of emotion passing between the two.
I just hope I'm not that obvious… she thought almost bitterly. She hated not being in control of her
emotions, and hated him affecting her like this.
She hated him, but
she loved him anyway. No one had ever
been able to affect her like he could, and did.
And at least
Trance's feelings for Harper were returned; you'd have to be blind if you were
unable to see how much he adored the purple alien.
But her feelings, on
the other hand, did not seem to be returned in the least. Where Harper held Trance on a high pedestal,
Tyr treated her as though she was below him, like some insignificant creature
that he would only put up with for as long as was necessary.
Tyr… sometimes she
just couldn't get him out of her mind.
She wanted him so
badly sometimes, but she knew that those feelings were not returned, he had
made that very clear that one night at dinner, when he'd said that he'd never
seen the point in mating with another species, especially a human. She'd been emotionally wounded, and unable
to do anything but fire some verbal barb at him, and leave.
Beka sighed,
continuing to stroke Trance's hair. I just hope that everyone we care about is
safe. I just hope that they're all
safe…
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"Hey Tyr, you in
there man?"
Tyr groaned softly,
opening his eyes to the harsh light overhead. Blinking, he was slowly able to make out the young engineer's face.
"Ah, so you're still
alive. Good. Though I don't like to admit it, this may actually be a good
thing."
"What happened?" he
groaned, pulling himself into a sitting position.
"Well, about four
hours ago, the doors to this room slid open and you came tumbling in,
unconscious," he said, trying to hide his trademark smirk. "Then the girl, who must be one-half—no…
one-third your size told me to tell you that she's sorry, then
she locked the door again."
"Now,' he
continued. "My question is… what is she
sorry for?"
Tyr rubbed his hands
over his face, trying to clear his head.
"She was the one who
knocked me out." Tyr mumbled, not wanting to admit it to himself, much less
anybody else.
"You're kidding,
right?" Harper asked, almost dumbfounded by what Tyr had just told him. "That just isn't possible, is it?"
"I don't know if
it's possible, but it happened."
Harper was instantly
at his feet, pacing around the room, his boots clanking against the metal flooring.
"This is
insane. I mean… Gerentex suddenly shows
up with a new crew, and is suddenly able to take over the Andromeda. This isn't possible. And that girl… she beat you up, and that's
physically impossible, I mean, she's smaller than me… there is no possible way
this is happening…"
"Would you shut up?
I'm trying to think!" Tyr yelled at Harper. He lifted his head and glared at the young man, anger blazing in his
dark eyes.
"Oh…kay…" he
mumbled, staring down at the floor.
"What is happening
that we know for certain?" Tyr asked.
Harper's eyes darted
from the floor, to Tyr. "Well, um, as
far as I know they've captured the rest of the crew, and they must have done something
to Andromeda's internal system because otherwise they wouldn't gave been able
to take over the ship."
Tyr nodded. "They did do something. I saw the girl tinkering with one of the
ship's main control panels."
Harper grinned. "Was this before or after she wiped the
floor with you. I mean, whatever
happened to the Nietzchean approach 'Never fight a battle unless you are sure
you'll win' huh?"
Tyr glared at him,
the fire burning deeper in his dark eyes than Harper had ever seen.
"I knew I could beat
her, Harper. I just happened to know an
untrue piece of information."
Harper suddenly
paled, his blue eyes clouding over slightly.
"Harper?" Tyr asked,
his eyes narrowing on the young man's shocked face.
"Trance…" he
whispered. Harper's wide blue eyes met
Tyr's, his face almost entirely white.
"Gerentex doesn't
know Trance is alive…"
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN
THE GIRL'S ALIVE?" Gerentex yelled at Talen.
The large man looked
down at his employer, unphased. "Just
as I said, the purple girl you told us about isn't dead. She's in one of the crew quarters on deck
nineteen with the blonde."
Gerentex turned to
Dylan, anger burning in his heartless eyes. "How is this possible?" he hissed.
Dylan stared him
down. "I won't even pretend like I know
the answer to that. But she is."
Gerentex hissed at
the captain and turned to Talen and his other crew.
"Get them down
here," he snapped.
"This ends now."
End Part IV