Crichton woke up in a shadowed room. He scanned his new surroundings. Where was he? He couldn't remember how he had got there. All he could remember was Peacekeepers and dropping Aeryn's tissue graph onto the floor. He hoped it had landed under a table or somewhere Peacekeepers wouldn't find it. He did hope Chiana would find it, before Aeryn's life was up. John tried to move but found he was strapped to a chair. He struggled praying he could set himself free. He thought of the magician Houdini and how he escaped from chains and handcuffs. It was no use he was stuck.

"Ahhh, good I see you made it into the Aurora chair. I am Scorpius" said a black dressed man heading through the door way.

"Aurora what? What's this chair do?" asked John frowning.

"Its an Aurora Chair. You'll soon find out what it does." replied the man

"What do you want from me? I'm Larraq, Captain Larraq. Don't touch me!"

"No!, you're an impostor and a spy on this base. Tell me Crichton, why are you here? What do you want?"

"Leave me alone!" shouted John in a fury. "And how do you know my name?"

"My workers can be very useful" Scorpius smiled slyly at a worker standing next to him.

"What are you going to do to me?" questioned Crichton

"Niem?" asked Scorpius looking at his worker "Full power on the Aurora chair. I'm going to find out everything about you Crichton everything!" Scorpius growled showing his jagged teeth.

John braced himself for what was to come. As the machine was switched on, he felt a burst of energy shoot through him"Ahhhhhhh! Stop! Stop! What the hell are you doing!" As he screamed in pain, memories from his mind flashed across a screen above.

"Crichton, this Aurora chair is for me to probe your mind for any answers to why you are here and what you want" he sneered nastily "I'm sure you can be of some assistance to the names of anything that shows up on the screen." John's head was covered in sweat.

"Keep that thing away from my mind! I won't tell you anything, Scorpius, nothing!" replied John.

"Oh yes you will" said Scorpius "Niem, increase the power. Lets see poor Crichton suffer the consequences."

John tried to resist the pain but flew into more screams of agony. He needed help, soon.

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Aeryn laid in bed, she had never felt so weak. She had leads around her that were attached linking her to Moya. Moya was filtering the toxins out of her body. Aeryn turned her head to see Zaahn walking into the room. She tired to sit up but winced back in pain.

"At ease, Aeryn, Relax" Zhaan said soothingly.

"When is John coming back?" asked Aeryn groaning.

"Hopefully soon. He has gone to retrieve your tissue graph." Zhaan hoped he was back soon because Aeryn's condition was worsening.

"Moya is happy to alleviate your pain"

"Tell Pilot to thank Moya and thank you too, Zhaan." Aeryn closed her eyes and slipped back into sleep.

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Gilina headed into her Quarters she was met my Chiana.

"Chiana, Crichton's been captured"

"Where is he? Where have they taken him?" asked Chiana

"I don't know but I'll try and find out"

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Crichton sat in the chair with sweat dripping off his forehead.

"Spy, your memory is detailed. You have met a lot of different races in your time of being here in space"

"Look Scorpius I am not a spy, my name is Larraq, Captain Larraq. I'm NOT a spy!" shouted John frustrated.

At Scorpius' order, Niem zapped John again, his mouth opened and screams bellowed out.

"Shut it off!" he shouted. Suddenly more images appeared on the screen. They were of Captain Bilar Crais. He was seen talking to John about his spacecraft colliding with his brother and killing him. Javio strolled into the room.

"Sir, that man was Captain Bilar Crais. According to the image Crichton here killed his brother, Tauvo. Is that right Crichton?"

"It was an accident. Our ships collided, as I said it was an accident" said John

"Javio, as I hear, Crais has special dispensation from the council to head to the Uncharted territories to find Cricthon." said Scorpious "Jarvio contact Captain Crais and tell him we have his prey here"

"As you wish Sir"

Images of flashbacks began to flood the screen again.

This time a man on the screen is seen talking to John about a race called the Ancients. He is showing Crichton the equation for the wormhole. The man explains that he will not give John the wormhole technology and that he is smart enough to figure it out on his own.

"So that's what you're in search of, wormholes. So you came through a wormhole from your planet. Am I right? What's your planet called?"

"I not telling you. I won't co-operate!"

"Neim!" ordered evil Scorpius again "increase the power. Let's see him suffer"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Critchon screamed out in pain.

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Chiana stood in Gilina's quarters

"Hey Gilina, like the new look?"

"Perfect Chiana, now you can go where you please. Try and find John so the tissue graph can get to Aeryn and don't get yourself into trouble."

"Sure"

Chiana left the room wearing a green coloured suit and a black wig. She felt frelling stupid.

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The guards dragged the mute John from the chair to a shadowed, dirty, dull prison cell. He was tossed inside and the was door locked, tight.

"Stay away from me, thing!, I don't need a friend. I have myself. I'm fine alone, Go away!" As John looked up from the ground he was lying upon, he noticed in the shadows another man wearing shabby clothes a mask covering one side of his face. He pulled himself up from the ground and scampered like a dog to crouch by the wall.

"Who are you?" asked the man "You were in the chair, the deadly chair. Chair bad, they probe your mind, they give you pain. Don't listen to him, don't listen to Scorpius"

John stepped out into a patch of light pouring in from the window. He spoke

"On this base my Alias is Captain Larraq but my real name is John Crichton. I was undercover here to get a tissue graph to save one of my shipmates. She was stabbed"

"Stark, I'm Stark. Talk quietly, they could hear us, they could hear your plan"

Suddenly the sound of the lock being undone was heard and two guards entered the cell. They grasped Stark and led him out of the cell.

"Resist the chair. Don't let Scorpius get you" chanted Stark as his voice faded off into the distance.

"Frell!" cursed Cricthton as he buried his head in his hands to cry. He needed help, and fast.

TBC……

I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry about the wait I have been really busy.