Fic: Nothing's Quite The Same
Story by: Neuroscpr and Can
P6 by: Can
Setting: After DWTB, spoilers up until that ep.
Rating: R
Summary: John and the other displaced members of the crew embark on their own missions as Moya heads into unknown territory.
The room Chiana was moved to was slightly larger than the first. She studied her surroundings, seeing the food cubes laid out on the table along with drink. As she indulged herself, she searched for other exits. She certainly wasn't going to let them mind cleanse her, feeling panic rise at the same time fighting it.
Chiana hoped she could get her hands on Gridon one more time. 'Frell, how stupid could I be! I should have known better!' She'd let her guard down for one microt and now would have to suffer the consequences. 'That frelling piece of dren!'
The door burst open, jolting Chiana from her thoughts. She watched Gridon walk into the room, looking confident in himself. She knew she would get her wish.
"Ah, dear Chiana, please don't be too angry with me," he said smiling. "I only did what was best for both of us. You will understand soon."
Chiana put on her most winning smile and sauntered over to him. "We'll see," she replied, purring. She saw his body relax slightly and made her move, lunging for him.
She brought him to the ground punching his face and any other part of him she could reach. "Your nothing but a slug, you filthy piece of dren!"
Getting his wits about him, he tried to grab her flailing arms, surprised at how strong she was. Finally succeeding he held her above him, Chiana still struggling. "Stop! It's not what you think."
They heard a chuckle from behind them, both looking at the same time.
There stood Nerri, smiling, trying to suppress the laughter that threatened to escape. "Well Gridon, looks like my little sister got the best of you."
Chiana stared in shock. "It can't be! Please, don't play games with me, it's not funny!"
"It's me, Chiana, really! It looks as if I taught you well," he replied, his voice filled with happiness.
Chiana rose from Gridon, tears streaming down her face and carefully placed her hands on Nerri's face. She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him, laughing and crying at the same time. "I never thought I'd see you again!"
Nerri savored the warmth of his sister. It had been so long since he had held her. He pulled back looking in her eyes. He could see she wasn't a little girl anymore. How much he had missed! He held her to him again. "You'll never know how much I missed you little sister!"
xxxxx
They were inseparable as they caught up with each other's lives. It was easy to see how much they had missed each other.
Nerri did not seem concerned about the movements of the resistance. This bothered Gridon. He felt Chiana was becoming a distraction, something they couldn't afford right now. Gridon had tried to talk to Nerri on several occasions, only to be brushed off. It was time. He would force it now.
"Nerri, I need to speak to you." Gridon said, watching Chiana through the corner of his eye. "It's important."
Nerri looked at Chiana, "Go ahead. I'll join you shortly for the midday meal."
"Don't keep him too long Gridon," Chiana said passing by him.
"What is so important? I finally have my sister back and there is much we need to talk about."
"Nerri, it's been two solar days. You haven't even bothered with the resistance!" Gridon was sorry he had to remind him so harshly, but they needed his leadership to continue. There were many things he needed to tend to himself.
Nerri looked disbelieving at the sebacean. "Has it been that long? It just doesn't seem like we've had that much time," Nerri replied, ashamed. "It's just…that..I…"
"Hush. There is no need to explain. I understand."
"Let me have this last meal with her, and we'll get back to the cause. I didn't realize how long I had neglected it," Nerri replied wearily.
xxxxx
"Let me go! We need to evacuate!" Kor Tosko looked around him in a panic.
"Not without my Qualta Blade! Now tell me where it is and maybe I'll have mercy on your traitorous soul!" D'Argo still had Tosko pinned to the wall, tightening his grip on him.
Kor Tosko wasn't a warrior and didn't intend to die as one. "In my quarters!"
D'Argo released him and shoved him in front of him. "Lead the way, and be quick about it. I don't think we have much time."
Tosko looked at the Luxan realizing how he had survived so long. He had no doubt the stories he had heard were true. He feared nothing. Not wanting to push D'Argo any further he quickly made for his quarters with the Luxan hot on his heels.
Inside his quarters he went to the weapon without hesitation. He considered using it on D'Argo but knew it would be fruitless since he didn't understand how it worked.
D'Argo grabbed the weapon from Tosko feeling second thoughts may be surfacing. "You're not worthy of such a weapon!"
Another explosion resounded in the ship. D'Argo pushed the Ambassador ahead of him. "Go now!" He could hear what sounded like the structure of the ship ripping.
As they ran down the corridor of the ship, they covered their heads as conduits were falling around them.
"Ship! Where are you?" D'Argo shouted into his comm. Silence was his only answer.
The Luxan carrier started to sway, knocking D'Argo and Tosko into the wall. Tosko righted himself first and left D'Argo behind.
"Tosko!" D'Argo shouted after him as he tried to get his legs under him.
"Ka D'Argo."
"What is your location?" D'Argo asked, relief in his voice.
"Right outside Bay 2. I breached the hull. What are your orders?"
"Wait for me there. What condition is the ship in?"
"The soldiers are gone. A few ships have managed to escape, but the carrier is quickly deteriorating. You need to hurry."
"I'm on my way."
xxxxx
"Drop your weapon!"
Aeryn looked up seeing the weapons trained on her. She laid her rifle on the ground and rose slowly keeping her eyes on them as she became erect.
"Jaron are you all right?" Malot asked, never taking his eyes off the woman.
It took Jaron a microt to respond, still trying to steady his breath. "Yes, Malot. Just had the air knocked out of me." He stood on his feet staring at Aeryn. "Why? You asked me to trust you. Is this the way you repay me?"
Aeryn realized he didn't understand her motive. "I found a better way. Remember I told you. You chose not to listen."
The coldness in her voice sent a slight shiver up his spine.
"Explain yourself then," Malot demanded, "Before we kill you!"
Aeryn looked at the men seeing their intent. She knew she was right, but maybe she shouldn't have acted so hastily. It was just instinct.
"Over that ridge is the only way to fight them. You can't fight them head on. If you attack on their blind side, you stand a chance. The way it's being done is only going to bring many deaths to your men," Aeryn explained in her military manner.
Malot motioned to one of his, "Stay down but check it out."
The soldier went scurrying up the ridge studying the situation, applying her tactics to the battle. He hated to admit it but she was right as he saw the advantage.
He shouted over his shoulder, "She's right Malot! It will work!"
"How many men do we need?" Malot never took his eyes off her as he asked the question.
Aeryn was relieved as she replied, "Just give me ten. I think that will be enough."
"No, Aeryn Sun, you will not lead them. You disobeyed orders. We cannot tolerate that here."
Aeryn felt as if she had been slapped in the face. It was not the answer she expected.
"You will stay with Jaron, and don't disobey my orders a second time. It will not bode well for you." Malot left them to get the men organized for the latest attack.
"That was stupid Aeryn! You're lucky he didn't kill you!" Jaron didn't hesitate in showing his displeasure in her. You're in our army now. You have to follow orders!"
"Well if you're going to fight, then do it the right way. All those men getting killed for nothing! Where do you get your information from?"
"That's no concern of yours. Asking questions can be dangerous," Jaron sighed, admiring her military mind, but wishing she would temper it somewhat. If she didn't she was going to have a hard road ahead of her with the rebels.
xxxxx
Her world of bliss was shattered with Nerri's announcement. He was leaving on a mission.
"I want to go with you, Nerri. I can help. I've grown up and I've learned a lot since the last time we saw each other," Chiana was almost begging now.
"That would be impossible, Chiana. My men aren't familiar with you as you are not with them. They are used to fighting with their own."
"I am a Nebari also!" Chiana was indignant over this statement.
Nerri chuckled softly, realizing she misunderstood what he said. "No. I didn't mean it that way. These men have trained and fought together. They know each other. They don't really know you."
Chiana nodded in understanding. "Promise me this then. When this is over, let me train with them. I want to fight along side you and your men."
"I think that can be arranged, little sister," Nerri answered with a smile on his face. "Be good while I'm gone. We should be back in one solar day."
xxxxx
The boredom was killing her. She wasn't used to being idle. Even when she was on Moya there were always duties she had to perform.
'Moya! I haven't thought of her in awhile.' She suddenly felt sad, wishing all her friends could be with her. Chiana was happy to be have finally found her brother, but they had become family also. Each of them held a special spot in her heart, even Jool. At this microt she truly realized how much they meant to her. She felt a tear slide down her cheek and quickly wiped it away.
'Time to find something to do,' she thought as she decided to explore the colony. Nerri had told her to stay away from it, but he was always acting cautious. 'What harm could there be in a little outing,' Chiana reasoned as she looked out at the civilization she was about to explore.
The colony seemed quiet and calm to her. She headed for the nearest bar, relishing the thought of a little intoxicant. As she entered she noticed the stares. Feeling a little uncomfortable she took a seat at the bar, careful to keep an eye on those around her.
She ordered raslak, watching as two men approached the bar.
"You're a new one around here, aren't you sweetie? We like to see new faces," he said, punching his friend in the arm as they both laughed.
Chiana stared at the repulsive beings. "I think you both need to frell off. I just want to enjoy my drink…alone."
The renegade leaned in closer, "I can tell you're with the resistance. You want to know where you can find some peacekeeper weapons to help with the movement?"
He finally had her attention. "How would you know anything about weapons?"
"You'd be surprised at what we know," the man laughed loudly, elbowing his friend.
'Nerri will be so proud of me if I can add to their arsenal.' This would be her way of contributing to the movement.
She followed the two men out of the bar, but hesitated outside the dark alley. "Come on sweetie. It's the only way to get to the weapons,"
She followed feeling all was not right. As she went deeper into the alley, he grabbed her, slamming her against the wall. "What is my payment for these weapons?"
"Show me them first. I'm sure we can work something out later," Chiana replied, realizing the mistake she had made.
"Well, look here sweetie. I take my payment first and you're the payment!" The laughter erupted from both men as he planted his lips on hers.
Chiana struggled feeling the horror grow inside her. At first she panicked, clawing and kicking at the vagrant. He reared back slapping her hard, knocking her to the ground.
"Hee hee, I'd say we are going to have some fun with this little lady, Kaul," he said reaching down, grabbing her hair, and pulling her to her feet. "I like fighters!"
"Frell you!" Chiana yelled as she kicked him in the groin.
The vagrant fell to his knees gasping as Kaul advanced on her. Chiana saw the movement and immediately kicked him in the stomach before he could get any closer.
Chiana ran as fast as her legs could manage, not daring to look back.
xxxxx
The destruction in the bay was total. Most of the small ships had left which pleased D'Argo. He didn't blame his fellow Luxan's for the decisions of a few.
D'Argo scanned the bay for a safe place for his ship to land. He could see there was no place for it to land. It would just have to hover and he would have to climb up to it.
"I'm in the bay. Proceed but there is no place to land. I will come to you."
D'Argo saw his ship enter the through the hull, feeling a sense of relief. The ship lowered the stairs at D'Argo's bidding. "Hold there! I will meet them." He pulled himself up on a nearby wing of a ship and jumped to the stairs, losing his footing. He grabbed the stairs and pulled himself up by his arms.
D'Argo quickly settled himself into the pilot seat. "Let's get the frell out of here!"
"Destination Ka D'Argo."
"The nearest planet that doesn't have any frelling peacekeeper soldiers!"
xxxxx
He felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach as he looked at the object in the commander's hands.
Gorza smiled at the look on John's face. Standing he said, " You know I despise you and all you stand for. If I didn't have to follow my orders you'd been dead when I first encountered you. But, at least we will have some time before the commandant joins us."
The smile on Gorza's face told John he was in deep shit. "She wants me alive, remember that."
"Not to worry. I will deliver you to her…alive. Hold his hand steady for me!"
John struggled against the soldiers, trying to curl his hand into a ball. He didn't have much leverage with the chains holding his arms and legs.
Gorza was enjoying this as the human struggled against his men. "Now, you will tell me where the rest of the criminals are that helped you destroy the command carrier."
John was pleading for Harvey to help him, but he knew he had hidden in his mind, away from the pain he saw coming. "I don't know. We went out separate ways."
Gorza was unhappy with this answer, as he backhanded John. "Each time I don't get the answer I want I will break one of your fingers," Gorza was in his face now. "Is that understood?"
John's head was reeling from the blow, only catching bits and pieces of Gorza's reply.
"What?"
"Tell me where they are!"
"Don't know. Told you before." John cringed as he felt them trying to uncurl his fist. He felt the metal object meet with his finger and bared his teeth as he felt the finger snap.
"Ugh! God no! I don't know!" The cry resounded off the walls of the chamber.
John had to focus. He knew this peacekeeper thrived off torture. He was determined not to give him any more satisfaction.
"God you're all the same!" The words were coming slow as his finger was throbbing in pain. "In my universe, we have what's called the stupid award. We usually award it to assholes like you!"
The commander didn't understand all of what he meant, but he knew it to be an insult. The rage overpowered his better sense as he plummeted the instrument in the already wounded shoulder, twisting it.
John shouted, as the abuse of his shoulder was more than he could take, his mind receding into oblivion.
"You will learn human." Gorza dropped the instrument leaving him in his own blood
Story by: Neuroscpr and Can
P6 by: Can
Setting: After DWTB, spoilers up until that ep.
Rating: R
Summary: John and the other displaced members of the crew embark on their own missions as Moya heads into unknown territory.
The room Chiana was moved to was slightly larger than the first. She studied her surroundings, seeing the food cubes laid out on the table along with drink. As she indulged herself, she searched for other exits. She certainly wasn't going to let them mind cleanse her, feeling panic rise at the same time fighting it.
Chiana hoped she could get her hands on Gridon one more time. 'Frell, how stupid could I be! I should have known better!' She'd let her guard down for one microt and now would have to suffer the consequences. 'That frelling piece of dren!'
The door burst open, jolting Chiana from her thoughts. She watched Gridon walk into the room, looking confident in himself. She knew she would get her wish.
"Ah, dear Chiana, please don't be too angry with me," he said smiling. "I only did what was best for both of us. You will understand soon."
Chiana put on her most winning smile and sauntered over to him. "We'll see," she replied, purring. She saw his body relax slightly and made her move, lunging for him.
She brought him to the ground punching his face and any other part of him she could reach. "Your nothing but a slug, you filthy piece of dren!"
Getting his wits about him, he tried to grab her flailing arms, surprised at how strong she was. Finally succeeding he held her above him, Chiana still struggling. "Stop! It's not what you think."
They heard a chuckle from behind them, both looking at the same time.
There stood Nerri, smiling, trying to suppress the laughter that threatened to escape. "Well Gridon, looks like my little sister got the best of you."
Chiana stared in shock. "It can't be! Please, don't play games with me, it's not funny!"
"It's me, Chiana, really! It looks as if I taught you well," he replied, his voice filled with happiness.
Chiana rose from Gridon, tears streaming down her face and carefully placed her hands on Nerri's face. She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him, laughing and crying at the same time. "I never thought I'd see you again!"
Nerri savored the warmth of his sister. It had been so long since he had held her. He pulled back looking in her eyes. He could see she wasn't a little girl anymore. How much he had missed! He held her to him again. "You'll never know how much I missed you little sister!"
xxxxx
They were inseparable as they caught up with each other's lives. It was easy to see how much they had missed each other.
Nerri did not seem concerned about the movements of the resistance. This bothered Gridon. He felt Chiana was becoming a distraction, something they couldn't afford right now. Gridon had tried to talk to Nerri on several occasions, only to be brushed off. It was time. He would force it now.
"Nerri, I need to speak to you." Gridon said, watching Chiana through the corner of his eye. "It's important."
Nerri looked at Chiana, "Go ahead. I'll join you shortly for the midday meal."
"Don't keep him too long Gridon," Chiana said passing by him.
"What is so important? I finally have my sister back and there is much we need to talk about."
"Nerri, it's been two solar days. You haven't even bothered with the resistance!" Gridon was sorry he had to remind him so harshly, but they needed his leadership to continue. There were many things he needed to tend to himself.
Nerri looked disbelieving at the sebacean. "Has it been that long? It just doesn't seem like we've had that much time," Nerri replied, ashamed. "It's just…that..I…"
"Hush. There is no need to explain. I understand."
"Let me have this last meal with her, and we'll get back to the cause. I didn't realize how long I had neglected it," Nerri replied wearily.
xxxxx
"Let me go! We need to evacuate!" Kor Tosko looked around him in a panic.
"Not without my Qualta Blade! Now tell me where it is and maybe I'll have mercy on your traitorous soul!" D'Argo still had Tosko pinned to the wall, tightening his grip on him.
Kor Tosko wasn't a warrior and didn't intend to die as one. "In my quarters!"
D'Argo released him and shoved him in front of him. "Lead the way, and be quick about it. I don't think we have much time."
Tosko looked at the Luxan realizing how he had survived so long. He had no doubt the stories he had heard were true. He feared nothing. Not wanting to push D'Argo any further he quickly made for his quarters with the Luxan hot on his heels.
Inside his quarters he went to the weapon without hesitation. He considered using it on D'Argo but knew it would be fruitless since he didn't understand how it worked.
D'Argo grabbed the weapon from Tosko feeling second thoughts may be surfacing. "You're not worthy of such a weapon!"
Another explosion resounded in the ship. D'Argo pushed the Ambassador ahead of him. "Go now!" He could hear what sounded like the structure of the ship ripping.
As they ran down the corridor of the ship, they covered their heads as conduits were falling around them.
"Ship! Where are you?" D'Argo shouted into his comm. Silence was his only answer.
The Luxan carrier started to sway, knocking D'Argo and Tosko into the wall. Tosko righted himself first and left D'Argo behind.
"Tosko!" D'Argo shouted after him as he tried to get his legs under him.
"Ka D'Argo."
"What is your location?" D'Argo asked, relief in his voice.
"Right outside Bay 2. I breached the hull. What are your orders?"
"Wait for me there. What condition is the ship in?"
"The soldiers are gone. A few ships have managed to escape, but the carrier is quickly deteriorating. You need to hurry."
"I'm on my way."
xxxxx
"Drop your weapon!"
Aeryn looked up seeing the weapons trained on her. She laid her rifle on the ground and rose slowly keeping her eyes on them as she became erect.
"Jaron are you all right?" Malot asked, never taking his eyes off the woman.
It took Jaron a microt to respond, still trying to steady his breath. "Yes, Malot. Just had the air knocked out of me." He stood on his feet staring at Aeryn. "Why? You asked me to trust you. Is this the way you repay me?"
Aeryn realized he didn't understand her motive. "I found a better way. Remember I told you. You chose not to listen."
The coldness in her voice sent a slight shiver up his spine.
"Explain yourself then," Malot demanded, "Before we kill you!"
Aeryn looked at the men seeing their intent. She knew she was right, but maybe she shouldn't have acted so hastily. It was just instinct.
"Over that ridge is the only way to fight them. You can't fight them head on. If you attack on their blind side, you stand a chance. The way it's being done is only going to bring many deaths to your men," Aeryn explained in her military manner.
Malot motioned to one of his, "Stay down but check it out."
The soldier went scurrying up the ridge studying the situation, applying her tactics to the battle. He hated to admit it but she was right as he saw the advantage.
He shouted over his shoulder, "She's right Malot! It will work!"
"How many men do we need?" Malot never took his eyes off her as he asked the question.
Aeryn was relieved as she replied, "Just give me ten. I think that will be enough."
"No, Aeryn Sun, you will not lead them. You disobeyed orders. We cannot tolerate that here."
Aeryn felt as if she had been slapped in the face. It was not the answer she expected.
"You will stay with Jaron, and don't disobey my orders a second time. It will not bode well for you." Malot left them to get the men organized for the latest attack.
"That was stupid Aeryn! You're lucky he didn't kill you!" Jaron didn't hesitate in showing his displeasure in her. You're in our army now. You have to follow orders!"
"Well if you're going to fight, then do it the right way. All those men getting killed for nothing! Where do you get your information from?"
"That's no concern of yours. Asking questions can be dangerous," Jaron sighed, admiring her military mind, but wishing she would temper it somewhat. If she didn't she was going to have a hard road ahead of her with the rebels.
xxxxx
Her world of bliss was shattered with Nerri's announcement. He was leaving on a mission.
"I want to go with you, Nerri. I can help. I've grown up and I've learned a lot since the last time we saw each other," Chiana was almost begging now.
"That would be impossible, Chiana. My men aren't familiar with you as you are not with them. They are used to fighting with their own."
"I am a Nebari also!" Chiana was indignant over this statement.
Nerri chuckled softly, realizing she misunderstood what he said. "No. I didn't mean it that way. These men have trained and fought together. They know each other. They don't really know you."
Chiana nodded in understanding. "Promise me this then. When this is over, let me train with them. I want to fight along side you and your men."
"I think that can be arranged, little sister," Nerri answered with a smile on his face. "Be good while I'm gone. We should be back in one solar day."
xxxxx
The boredom was killing her. She wasn't used to being idle. Even when she was on Moya there were always duties she had to perform.
'Moya! I haven't thought of her in awhile.' She suddenly felt sad, wishing all her friends could be with her. Chiana was happy to be have finally found her brother, but they had become family also. Each of them held a special spot in her heart, even Jool. At this microt she truly realized how much they meant to her. She felt a tear slide down her cheek and quickly wiped it away.
'Time to find something to do,' she thought as she decided to explore the colony. Nerri had told her to stay away from it, but he was always acting cautious. 'What harm could there be in a little outing,' Chiana reasoned as she looked out at the civilization she was about to explore.
The colony seemed quiet and calm to her. She headed for the nearest bar, relishing the thought of a little intoxicant. As she entered she noticed the stares. Feeling a little uncomfortable she took a seat at the bar, careful to keep an eye on those around her.
She ordered raslak, watching as two men approached the bar.
"You're a new one around here, aren't you sweetie? We like to see new faces," he said, punching his friend in the arm as they both laughed.
Chiana stared at the repulsive beings. "I think you both need to frell off. I just want to enjoy my drink…alone."
The renegade leaned in closer, "I can tell you're with the resistance. You want to know where you can find some peacekeeper weapons to help with the movement?"
He finally had her attention. "How would you know anything about weapons?"
"You'd be surprised at what we know," the man laughed loudly, elbowing his friend.
'Nerri will be so proud of me if I can add to their arsenal.' This would be her way of contributing to the movement.
She followed the two men out of the bar, but hesitated outside the dark alley. "Come on sweetie. It's the only way to get to the weapons,"
She followed feeling all was not right. As she went deeper into the alley, he grabbed her, slamming her against the wall. "What is my payment for these weapons?"
"Show me them first. I'm sure we can work something out later," Chiana replied, realizing the mistake she had made.
"Well, look here sweetie. I take my payment first and you're the payment!" The laughter erupted from both men as he planted his lips on hers.
Chiana struggled feeling the horror grow inside her. At first she panicked, clawing and kicking at the vagrant. He reared back slapping her hard, knocking her to the ground.
"Hee hee, I'd say we are going to have some fun with this little lady, Kaul," he said reaching down, grabbing her hair, and pulling her to her feet. "I like fighters!"
"Frell you!" Chiana yelled as she kicked him in the groin.
The vagrant fell to his knees gasping as Kaul advanced on her. Chiana saw the movement and immediately kicked him in the stomach before he could get any closer.
Chiana ran as fast as her legs could manage, not daring to look back.
xxxxx
The destruction in the bay was total. Most of the small ships had left which pleased D'Argo. He didn't blame his fellow Luxan's for the decisions of a few.
D'Argo scanned the bay for a safe place for his ship to land. He could see there was no place for it to land. It would just have to hover and he would have to climb up to it.
"I'm in the bay. Proceed but there is no place to land. I will come to you."
D'Argo saw his ship enter the through the hull, feeling a sense of relief. The ship lowered the stairs at D'Argo's bidding. "Hold there! I will meet them." He pulled himself up on a nearby wing of a ship and jumped to the stairs, losing his footing. He grabbed the stairs and pulled himself up by his arms.
D'Argo quickly settled himself into the pilot seat. "Let's get the frell out of here!"
"Destination Ka D'Argo."
"The nearest planet that doesn't have any frelling peacekeeper soldiers!"
xxxxx
He felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach as he looked at the object in the commander's hands.
Gorza smiled at the look on John's face. Standing he said, " You know I despise you and all you stand for. If I didn't have to follow my orders you'd been dead when I first encountered you. But, at least we will have some time before the commandant joins us."
The smile on Gorza's face told John he was in deep shit. "She wants me alive, remember that."
"Not to worry. I will deliver you to her…alive. Hold his hand steady for me!"
John struggled against the soldiers, trying to curl his hand into a ball. He didn't have much leverage with the chains holding his arms and legs.
Gorza was enjoying this as the human struggled against his men. "Now, you will tell me where the rest of the criminals are that helped you destroy the command carrier."
John was pleading for Harvey to help him, but he knew he had hidden in his mind, away from the pain he saw coming. "I don't know. We went out separate ways."
Gorza was unhappy with this answer, as he backhanded John. "Each time I don't get the answer I want I will break one of your fingers," Gorza was in his face now. "Is that understood?"
John's head was reeling from the blow, only catching bits and pieces of Gorza's reply.
"What?"
"Tell me where they are!"
"Don't know. Told you before." John cringed as he felt them trying to uncurl his fist. He felt the metal object meet with his finger and bared his teeth as he felt the finger snap.
"Ugh! God no! I don't know!" The cry resounded off the walls of the chamber.
John had to focus. He knew this peacekeeper thrived off torture. He was determined not to give him any more satisfaction.
"God you're all the same!" The words were coming slow as his finger was throbbing in pain. "In my universe, we have what's called the stupid award. We usually award it to assholes like you!"
The commander didn't understand all of what he meant, but he knew it to be an insult. The rage overpowered his better sense as he plummeted the instrument in the already wounded shoulder, twisting it.
John shouted, as the abuse of his shoulder was more than he could take, his mind receding into oblivion.
"You will learn human." Gorza dropped the instrument leaving him in his own blood
