1 Mistakes make everyone- part 2
1.1 Rozi
Scorpius watched the files speed past him until he saw Mayli's. It was filed amongst the most dangerous criminals in the Uncharted Territories. It certainly made interesting reading.
Name: Mayli
Alias: Unknown
Crime: 17 counts of murder, 10 of those resulted after exposure to living death, 72 counts of damage to Peacekeeper property, 25 counts of theft and 65 non-peacekeeper deaths.
Punishment pending: Death by firing squad.
Scorpius knew it would not be easy to try and cover up his dealings with this criminal. She was high up on the Peacekeeper list; she was genocide all by herself!
He noticed that a little further up on the list were familiar names. She was just under… hmmm… John Crichton, Ka D'argo, Aeryn Sun, P'au Zotah Zhaan, Rygel the sixteenth and the escaped Leviathan Moya.
"Well well," he muttered to himself.
There was little on her background, what was clear was her species, or rather her collection of species.
She was part Sebaccean, part Delvian.
There were no notes in her bio about how this had come about, but it had given her a very unique gift; instead of the Delvian ability to share a creature's pain, Mayli would take her pain, then double it and inflict it onto an unfortunate victim. It was a reverse in fact, that was what she had done to the soldier in the cell.
It very often caused death, instantly.
Mayli had been known in the past to leave her clients like this even after they had paid her for the killings. They were often found with parts missing, or lying with a face full of pain twisted onto their features, or with their necks broken or shot several times.
Although what was interesting about the deaths was that they were all males. She had not killed a single woman in all her records.
There was a final footnote that REALLY caught his eye how ever; it was about her sanity.
"This subject is thought to be mad, her loss of sanity could be caused by the complications resulting in her breeding. Delvians are notoriously peaceful creatures; they strive to seek enlightenment and "inner peace" by various religious practices. If a Delvian does not try to help other creatures or inflicts pain in any way, they are likely to be driven mad and this has in the past resulted in acts of extreme violence (see cases of P'au Zotah Zhaan, P'au Lilijah Torah and P'au Savah Tlian- all imprisoned for acts of murder against Peacekeeper high command). It is believed that in the case of said subject that she has been born with the madness, she has no possible cure for this desire to harm and kill.
Although attempts to conscript this potential asset to the Peacekeeper ranks have failed, there have been many dealings with this subject that have resulted in death or serious injury.
Approach with EXTREME caution."
This was getting more and more interesting by the microt.
Mayli darted in and out of corridors, there were not many soldiers around, and if there were they weren't for much longer.
"Hurry you slow piece of dren! Do you want to be captured?!" Mayli snapped at her partner. She ran down the corridor, her eyes were growing deep blood red and she could feel that same old stabbing pain in her stomach that came after her shot. She collapsed to her knees, heaving and groaning.
"You alright?" Asked T'skorm.
She growled and fell down to her hands and knees, she was sweating and when she put her hand up to her forehead she saw that there was blood in it. Her blood was a strange purple colour and it smeared across her hand.
"Do I look alright you idiot?!" Mayli snarled, "Carry me!"
The Sheyang heaved Mayli over his shoulder with ease; he wasn't paid to think.
Mayli directed T'skorm down the corridors and through various doors. She had to keep out of peacekeeper's sight; she couldn't let them see her in this state. The after effects of her injections were getting worse, but of all the time in the galaxy to make her break down completely they had to choose NOW!
Mayli gritted her teeth, "T'skorm! Stop, we need to get me to a medical bay or something, I'll hold everyone up and you keep an eye on the doctors whilst they take a look at me."
Scorpius clicked the records shut… but then… he clicked them open again. He wondered if they had a picture of her on the file.
They did, it was a fairly old picture, but it was her all right.
Her skin was a lighter shade of grey than it was now; her hair even had a blue tint in it somewhere.
She looked more Delvian…
The records showed this picture was at least two cycles old; she had changed since then.
Scorpius found he had been staring at this picture for a full half-arn before he realised.
"Frell me…" he muttered irritably.
He pushed the records aside and tried to focus.
He shut his eyes and tried to concentrate on other things, any thing, anything that would work as a distraction right now….
She was part Delvian.
Part Sebaccean.
How was that possible? Most hybrids were the results of rape or experimentation, Scorpius snarled under his breath, but Delvians and Sebacceans had very different birthing and breeding biology. Sebacceans were prone to produce offspring when mated with virtually any bipedal species, that's why there were so many "contamination" rules enforced by the Peacekeepers. That's why the hybrids that did result from such unities were so hated by both sides of their genetics.
He should know, better than anyone.
Delvians on the other hand were virtually immortal, they lived for hundreds of cycles so they found virtually no need to breed as often as those who lived for just a few hundred. Their fertility was very rare, they were only fertile for a few times every hundred cycles or so.
How did Mayli come to be?
It could be the result of rape, but it was hard to imagine a Delvian raping a Sebaccean, that wasn't their way, and it was next to impossible for a Sebaccean to rape a Delvian and then it result in pregnancy.
It was a mystery.
Then again, it could have been a voluntary union between a Delvian and a Sebaccean seemed like a reasonable prospect. Things of that sort had happened before.
Mayli was probably abandoned when she was born, after all, if the Sebaccean or the Delvian concerned were found with that child there would be hezmana to pay.
He stopped.
He couldn't believe he was thinking about this. He shouldn't care! She was just a bounty hunter! There were thousands like her in the Uncharted Territories who would gladly settle for less than a million and wouldn't have a Peacekeeper price on their head!
But Mayli…
She was perfect.
For the job!
Not anything else! If anyone could find and bring back that loathsome human it was her!
But… She was dangerous, aside from the fact she would probably kill him in a second if he weren't careful.
He didn't want to see her! She was to be kept in her quarters for as long as possible! He would not go to see her!
Even if he wanted to.
Be he didn't have to; she would come to see him.
"You idiot! Where the hezmana are you going?!"
"I dunno! I just followed the corridor-"
"This is the frelling officers quarters! Do you want a commanding officer to see us?!"
Mayli had managed to get her legs back, she could walk, but every step caused her vision to flash with purple stars. She was still sweating blood.
She looked up, there was a door nearby which was unlocked. She patted the Sheyang on the shoulder "Go to the prowler hanger, see if you can find a craft we can steal and secure it for me. I'll try and find something here to make me run a bit faster."
"Will you be safe?" Asked T'skorm.
"I'll be fine, just for frell's sake don't let anyone notice you," she snarled.
The massive Sheyang rumbled down the hall.
'That way, they'll be too busy capturing you to notice me,' she thought and opened the door.
Scorpius heard the door slid open with a hiss. He was a little surprised, at first he thought it would be Braca, but it looked like…
He sat in his chair waiting for Mayli to notice whose quarters she had entered.
She backed away from the door, with her back still facing him and was breathing heavily. Scorpius watched her back, since she wore a black vest he could see her back and he noticed that her skin was cracked and purple blood oozed from sores in her skin.
Looks like her genes were catching up with her.
She had a pulse pistol slotted into her holster; she was reaching a quivering hand toward it. He had a feeling of what was coming.
She spun round, pulled the gun out of the holster, fired and shot and fell to the floor.
Scorpius had a gun to.
He walked down to the unconscious body of Mayli, he hadn't got a chance to fire, but she had blacked out.
He should have shot her, he should have done. She was trouble.
Scorpius lifted her head, for a moment the logical peacekeeper high-ranking officer told him he ought to snap her neck while he had the chance.
But she could still be useful.
For getting Crichton.
Mayli lay on his lap whilst Scorpius looked at her face, she was utterly unconscious and her skin was a light and strange shade of grey.
He found himself staring at her for a long time, taking in a lot of detail and listening to…
Frell! He was going mad!
He lifted her up roughly and let her go onto his bed. She jolted in her unconscious state and settled again.
Scorpius started to wonder what was wrong, she was still bleeding, and there were spots of blood running down her forehead and down her back.
He had to do something.
"Braca?" He said to his com, "Bring Nurse Froy up here now."
"Why sir? Your rod does not need to be changed for another two arns-"
"NOW."
"Yessir."
Scorpius glared back at the unconscious Mayli, he snarled in his usual way and said "You'd better be worth this."
But somehow… she was.
To Be Continued….
1.1 Rozi
Scorpius watched the files speed past him until he saw Mayli's. It was filed amongst the most dangerous criminals in the Uncharted Territories. It certainly made interesting reading.
Name: Mayli
Alias: Unknown
Crime: 17 counts of murder, 10 of those resulted after exposure to living death, 72 counts of damage to Peacekeeper property, 25 counts of theft and 65 non-peacekeeper deaths.
Punishment pending: Death by firing squad.
Scorpius knew it would not be easy to try and cover up his dealings with this criminal. She was high up on the Peacekeeper list; she was genocide all by herself!
He noticed that a little further up on the list were familiar names. She was just under… hmmm… John Crichton, Ka D'argo, Aeryn Sun, P'au Zotah Zhaan, Rygel the sixteenth and the escaped Leviathan Moya.
"Well well," he muttered to himself.
There was little on her background, what was clear was her species, or rather her collection of species.
She was part Sebaccean, part Delvian.
There were no notes in her bio about how this had come about, but it had given her a very unique gift; instead of the Delvian ability to share a creature's pain, Mayli would take her pain, then double it and inflict it onto an unfortunate victim. It was a reverse in fact, that was what she had done to the soldier in the cell.
It very often caused death, instantly.
Mayli had been known in the past to leave her clients like this even after they had paid her for the killings. They were often found with parts missing, or lying with a face full of pain twisted onto their features, or with their necks broken or shot several times.
Although what was interesting about the deaths was that they were all males. She had not killed a single woman in all her records.
There was a final footnote that REALLY caught his eye how ever; it was about her sanity.
"This subject is thought to be mad, her loss of sanity could be caused by the complications resulting in her breeding. Delvians are notoriously peaceful creatures; they strive to seek enlightenment and "inner peace" by various religious practices. If a Delvian does not try to help other creatures or inflicts pain in any way, they are likely to be driven mad and this has in the past resulted in acts of extreme violence (see cases of P'au Zotah Zhaan, P'au Lilijah Torah and P'au Savah Tlian- all imprisoned for acts of murder against Peacekeeper high command). It is believed that in the case of said subject that she has been born with the madness, she has no possible cure for this desire to harm and kill.
Although attempts to conscript this potential asset to the Peacekeeper ranks have failed, there have been many dealings with this subject that have resulted in death or serious injury.
Approach with EXTREME caution."
This was getting more and more interesting by the microt.
Mayli darted in and out of corridors, there were not many soldiers around, and if there were they weren't for much longer.
"Hurry you slow piece of dren! Do you want to be captured?!" Mayli snapped at her partner. She ran down the corridor, her eyes were growing deep blood red and she could feel that same old stabbing pain in her stomach that came after her shot. She collapsed to her knees, heaving and groaning.
"You alright?" Asked T'skorm.
She growled and fell down to her hands and knees, she was sweating and when she put her hand up to her forehead she saw that there was blood in it. Her blood was a strange purple colour and it smeared across her hand.
"Do I look alright you idiot?!" Mayli snarled, "Carry me!"
The Sheyang heaved Mayli over his shoulder with ease; he wasn't paid to think.
Mayli directed T'skorm down the corridors and through various doors. She had to keep out of peacekeeper's sight; she couldn't let them see her in this state. The after effects of her injections were getting worse, but of all the time in the galaxy to make her break down completely they had to choose NOW!
Mayli gritted her teeth, "T'skorm! Stop, we need to get me to a medical bay or something, I'll hold everyone up and you keep an eye on the doctors whilst they take a look at me."
Scorpius clicked the records shut… but then… he clicked them open again. He wondered if they had a picture of her on the file.
They did, it was a fairly old picture, but it was her all right.
Her skin was a lighter shade of grey than it was now; her hair even had a blue tint in it somewhere.
She looked more Delvian…
The records showed this picture was at least two cycles old; she had changed since then.
Scorpius found he had been staring at this picture for a full half-arn before he realised.
"Frell me…" he muttered irritably.
He pushed the records aside and tried to focus.
He shut his eyes and tried to concentrate on other things, any thing, anything that would work as a distraction right now….
She was part Delvian.
Part Sebaccean.
How was that possible? Most hybrids were the results of rape or experimentation, Scorpius snarled under his breath, but Delvians and Sebacceans had very different birthing and breeding biology. Sebacceans were prone to produce offspring when mated with virtually any bipedal species, that's why there were so many "contamination" rules enforced by the Peacekeepers. That's why the hybrids that did result from such unities were so hated by both sides of their genetics.
He should know, better than anyone.
Delvians on the other hand were virtually immortal, they lived for hundreds of cycles so they found virtually no need to breed as often as those who lived for just a few hundred. Their fertility was very rare, they were only fertile for a few times every hundred cycles or so.
How did Mayli come to be?
It could be the result of rape, but it was hard to imagine a Delvian raping a Sebaccean, that wasn't their way, and it was next to impossible for a Sebaccean to rape a Delvian and then it result in pregnancy.
It was a mystery.
Then again, it could have been a voluntary union between a Delvian and a Sebaccean seemed like a reasonable prospect. Things of that sort had happened before.
Mayli was probably abandoned when she was born, after all, if the Sebaccean or the Delvian concerned were found with that child there would be hezmana to pay.
He stopped.
He couldn't believe he was thinking about this. He shouldn't care! She was just a bounty hunter! There were thousands like her in the Uncharted Territories who would gladly settle for less than a million and wouldn't have a Peacekeeper price on their head!
But Mayli…
She was perfect.
For the job!
Not anything else! If anyone could find and bring back that loathsome human it was her!
But… She was dangerous, aside from the fact she would probably kill him in a second if he weren't careful.
He didn't want to see her! She was to be kept in her quarters for as long as possible! He would not go to see her!
Even if he wanted to.
Be he didn't have to; she would come to see him.
"You idiot! Where the hezmana are you going?!"
"I dunno! I just followed the corridor-"
"This is the frelling officers quarters! Do you want a commanding officer to see us?!"
Mayli had managed to get her legs back, she could walk, but every step caused her vision to flash with purple stars. She was still sweating blood.
She looked up, there was a door nearby which was unlocked. She patted the Sheyang on the shoulder "Go to the prowler hanger, see if you can find a craft we can steal and secure it for me. I'll try and find something here to make me run a bit faster."
"Will you be safe?" Asked T'skorm.
"I'll be fine, just for frell's sake don't let anyone notice you," she snarled.
The massive Sheyang rumbled down the hall.
'That way, they'll be too busy capturing you to notice me,' she thought and opened the door.
Scorpius heard the door slid open with a hiss. He was a little surprised, at first he thought it would be Braca, but it looked like…
He sat in his chair waiting for Mayli to notice whose quarters she had entered.
She backed away from the door, with her back still facing him and was breathing heavily. Scorpius watched her back, since she wore a black vest he could see her back and he noticed that her skin was cracked and purple blood oozed from sores in her skin.
Looks like her genes were catching up with her.
She had a pulse pistol slotted into her holster; she was reaching a quivering hand toward it. He had a feeling of what was coming.
She spun round, pulled the gun out of the holster, fired and shot and fell to the floor.
Scorpius had a gun to.
He walked down to the unconscious body of Mayli, he hadn't got a chance to fire, but she had blacked out.
He should have shot her, he should have done. She was trouble.
Scorpius lifted her head, for a moment the logical peacekeeper high-ranking officer told him he ought to snap her neck while he had the chance.
But she could still be useful.
For getting Crichton.
Mayli lay on his lap whilst Scorpius looked at her face, she was utterly unconscious and her skin was a light and strange shade of grey.
He found himself staring at her for a long time, taking in a lot of detail and listening to…
Frell! He was going mad!
He lifted her up roughly and let her go onto his bed. She jolted in her unconscious state and settled again.
Scorpius started to wonder what was wrong, she was still bleeding, and there were spots of blood running down her forehead and down her back.
He had to do something.
"Braca?" He said to his com, "Bring Nurse Froy up here now."
"Why sir? Your rod does not need to be changed for another two arns-"
"NOW."
"Yessir."
Scorpius glared back at the unconscious Mayli, he snarled in his usual way and said "You'd better be worth this."
But somehow… she was.
To Be Continued….