The characters and events they talk about aren't mine, they belong to BVE. The following three snippets all relate, heavily, to chapter 15 of Identity and to the episodes Dawn of Destiny, Fight Against Fate and Destiny Defeated. They're all first person POV for the character named beside the snippet title.

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No Friends -- Lucas

I can't believe this guy.

Maybe I didn't know Alex as well as everyone else, but I'm sure he was never this anally retentive.

He can't have been -- Jen would never have fallen for him if he had been.

Which means there's something seriously screwed up going on here.

Something majorly doesn't add up, but I can't work out what -- if anything that's more frustrating than Alex's attitude and his treatment of Jen.

And in the mean time, we have to deal with the rigid jerk he's being. Trouble is, he's not used to being a part of a ranger team. Not the way Wes is. Alex may have more experience of being a ranger -- may know more of what it's about -- but he just isn't a team player.

And I don't think we can beat Dragontron with him in the team.

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Where I'm Welcome -- Eric

I suppose I should be used to this. I suppose I should have realised that the minute Mr Collins went into surgery, I was going to be pushed aside in favour of someone the bootlickers figured they could control.

I was just surprised who they finally picked.

Then again, the look on Wes' face when he walked into that board meeting said a lot.

Thinking about it, I think I actually feel sorry for him. After all, for all their differences, Mr Collins is his father. Typical of lawyers and pen pushers to tap the one guy too confused to fight back.

But where does this leave me?

I'm sure it won't take long for the bootlickers to talk Wes into getting rid of me. Given some of the things I've said and done in the last few months, I guess that wouldn't have taken much work anyway.

So why should I stick around here for that?

I know where I'm not welcome.

But do I have to leave Silverhills? Could I just quit the Silver Guardians? Go work for Nick of Time Odd Jobs?

Nah. Even assuming Jen agreed, Lucas and Katie wouldn't be happy. I know they don't exactly like me. And then there's whoever the guy is that's taken over from Wes. I've not met him, but from the comm. chatter during the battle this afternoon he sounds like a real arrogant ass.

No. I can't stay here.

I know where I'm welcome -- and that's not Silverhills anymore.

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Now I Understand -- Mr Collins

Was this how it was for you, Wesley? An irresistible urge to act, even though you know that more than likely acting is going to get you killed?

When I saw you take that laser bolt to save Porter I couldn't understand why you would do something like that...why any human being would put themselves in danger to save someone else. And then I discovered that my serum...the serum that you supplied Biolab with to cure those who'd been bitten by that mutant...was something that Ransik needed.

I'm not a brave man...heaven knows; I'm not a strong man either -- not physically. But I couldn't let Ransik leave with the serum.

"Get out of my way," he hissed.

I should have been scared spitless. But all I could think of was what he was trying to do to you. And I was as angry as any human being can get. "You're trying to destroy my son. And if I'd known that serum could help you, I'd have poured it down the drain myself."

"Well isn't that touching," Ransik replied, sneering. "Get out of my way."

"Make me."

There was an instant where I thought: This is it -- I'm going to die. But I didn't regret defying him. I regretted that you didn't know...wouldn't know my real feelings -- that I was proud of you -- but I didn't regret my defiance.

And then Ransik blasted me.

There wasn't time to scream. The energy blast hit me and that was that...until I woke up in a hospital bed gasping for air that just wouldn't come. That was when I panicked...not that it got me anywhere, of course. Everything started to fade away and I could feel myself drifting...

Then something grabbed me. I can't describe it any better than that. The drifting stopped. The pain stopped. For a second, I thought that meant I was dead...then I realised that if I were dead I wouldn't be thinking about it. I could breath again. And when I opened my eyes I saw you.

At least, that was what I thought at the time. Looking at you now in this brief moment when you don't know I'm here, I'm not so sure. But if it wasn't you... Stranger things have happened, I suppose -- most recently discovering that we're not so far apart as I'd thought.

I do understand now, Wesley. Will you give me the chance to tell you?