Author's Note: Here's the next chapter you've all been waiting so patiently for. Thanks for all the reviews, I appreciate them a lot, so keep on doing it. Enjoy!
Summary: When the guards take Sam and Jack in the line-up, what will happen to them? Where will they go? And who will they see?
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Chapter 6:
Time and Brutality
Jack stood at perfect attention; it was a good thing he remembered how. His eyes remained pretty much forward, but now and again he would look over to the guards. Every time he wished he hadn't.
The first time a guard beat an old man because his one foot was perfectly lined up to the person next to him. Jack looked down to inspect his own footing and, to his relief, they were lineup to Sam's and the guy next to him.
The second time he looked at the guards, he saw them push a young boy onto the ground and kick him hard in the stomach. Jack couldn't tell what he did wrong. He seemed to be standing flawlessly in line.
The third time, one of the guards grabbed a woman who seemed like a veteran of this and stood just as flawless as the young boy. The man standing next to threw himself at the guard only to be knocked out; maybe killed. The woman was put next to the boy and that's when Jack realized that they were the ones to be taken.
Jack watched the pile build to contain eighteen people; seven women (two elderly), eight men (four elderly), and three children. He saw to people get shot because they were late, five more people were beaten, two to death.
The guards walked closer to them; having been inspecting their line for the last ten minutes. When the guard came upon Sam he gave her a wicked smile and Jack just barely surprised the urge to clobber him.
"I remember you. I was ordered to take you in the last line up. How does it feel to come back from the dead only to be returned?" He whispered that into her ears before grabbing her in the same manner as he did with all the others; he grasped her shoulder.
The guard brought her to the pile of people that had been chosen. He let go of her and forced her to the ground, hard. Jack could feel the anger as it boiled up in him. His body tensed as he prepared to attack the guard he knew would be there within seconds.
But before he got the chance to attack, both his shoulder blades were gripped tightly. The guard pulled his ear closer to his mouth so he could whisper. "Nineteen down, one to go and that one would be you."
The guard didn't let go of him and the way he was holding him, forced Jack to walk backwards. Suddenly the guard let go and Jack fell on his butt right next to the group of people there. He brought himself to a better position and looked to see Carter sitting on the other side of the group, starring at the ground.
Jack was about to call out to her, but then he recalled one of the rules she had told him; never speak during a line up. So instead he edged closer and sat adjacent to her. He tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention and was just about to open his mouth when she covered it with her hand.
He saw the fear and horror written all over her face and the trembling of her body. He knew that this was her area of expertise and that he would have to obey her every command if they were to survive.
The guard that had selected them and the other one that Jack had seen all around, each walked to one side of the group. "Up!" Was all that was said, but that was enough. They pushed them forward with their guns and all twenty of them complied.
They walked past four or five other compartments full of people; all forced to watch them walk past them. Finally they made it to a dead end in the cave. The guards told them to line up against the wall, facing it. Their hands were on the wall as ordered by the guards.
Immediately, both Jack and Sam knew what they were going to do; they were all going to be killed right there. A shot fired and everybody flinched. A cry of pain was heard and a body was heard as it fell to the ground. That procedure was repeated seventeen more time, all accompanied by a scream and a thump as the body fell to the floor.
The guards toke Sam and Jack by a wrist and spun them around to face them. "Lucky huh? Well the Futar wants to see you."
The second guard gave them a malevolent smile and hissed, "Nine per person. Perhaps you should finish your conversation in one meeting, else wise we wont have any more prisoners."
Jack and Sam shared a look with repulsion covering them. They were the cause those eighteen people were dead and Sam was the cause of death for another nine from before. "Come on! The Futar does not have all day to wait for you!"
They were dragged brutally through two doors. Inside was a pure white room and the décor consisted of only a single desk. "Leave us!" The Futar's voice bellowed to the guards. It was a deep, commanding voice that seemed to hold no distress or mercy for what he was doing.
Once the two guards had left, he turned to look at them. "You two will ruin everything I have planned for these people. These people were my ultimate goal and you'll ruin that. These warriors were my only hope and you've ruined that!"
"Why don't ya just let us go. We'll mind our business and let you take care of yours." Jack offered getting a hardy laugh from the Futar.
"If it was that easy, don't you think I would have done it already? I mean I just sent you back an hour ago and now you're back with another!"
"That was a week ago," Sam said, taking this all in but it was starting to hurt even her head.
"Yes, I know. You'll have to spend another grand week here and sacrifice another eighteen prisoners to go home." The Futar said, his voice displayed no sorrow that he would give eighteen lives up at the expense of his own problems.
"No! We wont do it! We wont let you kill them."
"Then they all die and you along with them. So what's your choice? All or eighteen?" The Futar waited with a pleased and quite smug grin; this would go either way for him, he would just rather have the prison camps.
She just barely felt the ground as her entire body hit it. When she pushed herself back up, the room that she saw was multiplied by about to hundred. It was blurred out at some points, then it became double, then back to being blurred. She felt weak but she was still strong enough to stand.
Jack felt the same way. His vision was blurred and he felt weak but stood anyway. The people in the cave ran over to help them. They gave them some of the measly amounts of 'water' they had
Darwin walked over to them and saw that they were alright. "How, Every time you're selected, they bring you back but not the others. Why?"
"Darwin, do you know who the Futar is?"
"Yes, of course. He is the leader of the Narious. Why?" Darwin had become very suspicious of the two of them and he was no willing to trust them until he could see a logical reason as to why he should.
"He wanted to speak with us, both times. I don't really remember what he wanted the first time, he drugged me, but this time he was saying something about ruining his plans but we don't know what that means. He tells the guards to take nine people and... kill them for every person he wants to see." By the time Sam finished explaining, the blurriness had gone and they could both stand without the others to help them.
"Because we may be the only ones that can save your people and get them out of here," Jack added in his usual 'listen to me, I know what I'm talking about for once' tone.
Darwin looked at him; the disgust on his face was directed mostly toward Jack, but a little was aimed at Sam for knowing and liking him at all. "Fine, how?"
"In a week, he'll want to see us again. If we could create a weapon of some kind, then we could take over the place. Take him as a hostage or something. I don't know, not yet but I will have a plan by then," Jack offered his idea that was created only seconds ago in his still half-drugged mind.
Darwin thought it over and knew that they would not survive the rest of the war in there unless it ended soon. Which meant they needed to escape but most were no longer in any condition to do such a thing. "We'll help. You said they were executed, right?" Both gave a solemn nod, "Then that's when you can get the weapons. If they take twenty people, two of them you two who will still be in pretty good condition by then, you guys could take them. Then get their weapons."
"Talk to your people; like you've told me, they'll take anyone. It could be any one of these people and they all have to know and agree." Darwin nodded and went off to do as Jack requested. "Carter, you want to try and put together everything the Futar said?"
"Sir, I think that the Futar may have been an alien to this planet who stumbled upon. He saw the differences between the two sects of the planet and used it to his advantage. He made the Narious trust him and became their leader so he could influence them to go to war with the Prit, knowing they would win. The way he spoke it sounded as if he had some kind of greater plan for them and our presences might disrupted it."
"Not to mention his obvious paranoia."
"That too. But I think he also has the ability to manipulate time. That's how we got here."
Surprisingly, Jack seemed to understand and contributed when he said, "I don't think he personally can manipulate it. He kept saying we would have to wait, so maybe he can only predict when the, uh,"
"Time warp."
"Right, time warp thing would happen," Jack finished. "Do you think he knows what we're planning?"
"I doubt he knows what it is, but I think he knows we're planning something." Sam looked at all the people in the room. The image of all the old corpses was still fresh in her mind. Hopefully what they were about to do would stop that. With any luck, they would all live in homes and with real food, away from all this.
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So, what's this big plan for the Narious? Who's the Furtar? How did he get there?
Good questions; wait and find out. R/R if you think you know.
Also I've tried to make it sound more horrible, but for someone who's never seen nor experienced any of this stuff, it's real hard. I'm going completely on imagination and my imagination doesn't want to try and think up this stuff for obvious reasons. Thanks for understanding.
Summary: When the guards take Sam and Jack in the line-up, what will happen to them? Where will they go? And who will they see?
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Chapter 6:
Time and Brutality
Jack stood at perfect attention; it was a good thing he remembered how. His eyes remained pretty much forward, but now and again he would look over to the guards. Every time he wished he hadn't.
The first time a guard beat an old man because his one foot was perfectly lined up to the person next to him. Jack looked down to inspect his own footing and, to his relief, they were lineup to Sam's and the guy next to him.
The second time he looked at the guards, he saw them push a young boy onto the ground and kick him hard in the stomach. Jack couldn't tell what he did wrong. He seemed to be standing flawlessly in line.
The third time, one of the guards grabbed a woman who seemed like a veteran of this and stood just as flawless as the young boy. The man standing next to threw himself at the guard only to be knocked out; maybe killed. The woman was put next to the boy and that's when Jack realized that they were the ones to be taken.
Jack watched the pile build to contain eighteen people; seven women (two elderly), eight men (four elderly), and three children. He saw to people get shot because they were late, five more people were beaten, two to death.
The guards walked closer to them; having been inspecting their line for the last ten minutes. When the guard came upon Sam he gave her a wicked smile and Jack just barely surprised the urge to clobber him.
"I remember you. I was ordered to take you in the last line up. How does it feel to come back from the dead only to be returned?" He whispered that into her ears before grabbing her in the same manner as he did with all the others; he grasped her shoulder.
The guard brought her to the pile of people that had been chosen. He let go of her and forced her to the ground, hard. Jack could feel the anger as it boiled up in him. His body tensed as he prepared to attack the guard he knew would be there within seconds.
But before he got the chance to attack, both his shoulder blades were gripped tightly. The guard pulled his ear closer to his mouth so he could whisper. "Nineteen down, one to go and that one would be you."
The guard didn't let go of him and the way he was holding him, forced Jack to walk backwards. Suddenly the guard let go and Jack fell on his butt right next to the group of people there. He brought himself to a better position and looked to see Carter sitting on the other side of the group, starring at the ground.
Jack was about to call out to her, but then he recalled one of the rules she had told him; never speak during a line up. So instead he edged closer and sat adjacent to her. He tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention and was just about to open his mouth when she covered it with her hand.
He saw the fear and horror written all over her face and the trembling of her body. He knew that this was her area of expertise and that he would have to obey her every command if they were to survive.
The guard that had selected them and the other one that Jack had seen all around, each walked to one side of the group. "Up!" Was all that was said, but that was enough. They pushed them forward with their guns and all twenty of them complied.
They walked past four or five other compartments full of people; all forced to watch them walk past them. Finally they made it to a dead end in the cave. The guards told them to line up against the wall, facing it. Their hands were on the wall as ordered by the guards.
Immediately, both Jack and Sam knew what they were going to do; they were all going to be killed right there. A shot fired and everybody flinched. A cry of pain was heard and a body was heard as it fell to the ground. That procedure was repeated seventeen more time, all accompanied by a scream and a thump as the body fell to the floor.
The guards toke Sam and Jack by a wrist and spun them around to face them. "Lucky huh? Well the Futar wants to see you."
The second guard gave them a malevolent smile and hissed, "Nine per person. Perhaps you should finish your conversation in one meeting, else wise we wont have any more prisoners."
Jack and Sam shared a look with repulsion covering them. They were the cause those eighteen people were dead and Sam was the cause of death for another nine from before. "Come on! The Futar does not have all day to wait for you!"
They were dragged brutally through two doors. Inside was a pure white room and the décor consisted of only a single desk. "Leave us!" The Futar's voice bellowed to the guards. It was a deep, commanding voice that seemed to hold no distress or mercy for what he was doing.
Once the two guards had left, he turned to look at them. "You two will ruin everything I have planned for these people. These people were my ultimate goal and you'll ruin that. These warriors were my only hope and you've ruined that!"
"Why don't ya just let us go. We'll mind our business and let you take care of yours." Jack offered getting a hardy laugh from the Futar.
"If it was that easy, don't you think I would have done it already? I mean I just sent you back an hour ago and now you're back with another!"
"That was a week ago," Sam said, taking this all in but it was starting to hurt even her head.
"Yes, I know. You'll have to spend another grand week here and sacrifice another eighteen prisoners to go home." The Futar said, his voice displayed no sorrow that he would give eighteen lives up at the expense of his own problems.
"No! We wont do it! We wont let you kill them."
"Then they all die and you along with them. So what's your choice? All or eighteen?" The Futar waited with a pleased and quite smug grin; this would go either way for him, he would just rather have the prison camps.
She just barely felt the ground as her entire body hit it. When she pushed herself back up, the room that she saw was multiplied by about to hundred. It was blurred out at some points, then it became double, then back to being blurred. She felt weak but she was still strong enough to stand.
Jack felt the same way. His vision was blurred and he felt weak but stood anyway. The people in the cave ran over to help them. They gave them some of the measly amounts of 'water' they had
Darwin walked over to them and saw that they were alright. "How, Every time you're selected, they bring you back but not the others. Why?"
"Darwin, do you know who the Futar is?"
"Yes, of course. He is the leader of the Narious. Why?" Darwin had become very suspicious of the two of them and he was no willing to trust them until he could see a logical reason as to why he should.
"He wanted to speak with us, both times. I don't really remember what he wanted the first time, he drugged me, but this time he was saying something about ruining his plans but we don't know what that means. He tells the guards to take nine people and... kill them for every person he wants to see." By the time Sam finished explaining, the blurriness had gone and they could both stand without the others to help them.
"Because we may be the only ones that can save your people and get them out of here," Jack added in his usual 'listen to me, I know what I'm talking about for once' tone.
Darwin looked at him; the disgust on his face was directed mostly toward Jack, but a little was aimed at Sam for knowing and liking him at all. "Fine, how?"
"In a week, he'll want to see us again. If we could create a weapon of some kind, then we could take over the place. Take him as a hostage or something. I don't know, not yet but I will have a plan by then," Jack offered his idea that was created only seconds ago in his still half-drugged mind.
Darwin thought it over and knew that they would not survive the rest of the war in there unless it ended soon. Which meant they needed to escape but most were no longer in any condition to do such a thing. "We'll help. You said they were executed, right?" Both gave a solemn nod, "Then that's when you can get the weapons. If they take twenty people, two of them you two who will still be in pretty good condition by then, you guys could take them. Then get their weapons."
"Talk to your people; like you've told me, they'll take anyone. It could be any one of these people and they all have to know and agree." Darwin nodded and went off to do as Jack requested. "Carter, you want to try and put together everything the Futar said?"
"Sir, I think that the Futar may have been an alien to this planet who stumbled upon. He saw the differences between the two sects of the planet and used it to his advantage. He made the Narious trust him and became their leader so he could influence them to go to war with the Prit, knowing they would win. The way he spoke it sounded as if he had some kind of greater plan for them and our presences might disrupted it."
"Not to mention his obvious paranoia."
"That too. But I think he also has the ability to manipulate time. That's how we got here."
Surprisingly, Jack seemed to understand and contributed when he said, "I don't think he personally can manipulate it. He kept saying we would have to wait, so maybe he can only predict when the, uh,"
"Time warp."
"Right, time warp thing would happen," Jack finished. "Do you think he knows what we're planning?"
"I doubt he knows what it is, but I think he knows we're planning something." Sam looked at all the people in the room. The image of all the old corpses was still fresh in her mind. Hopefully what they were about to do would stop that. With any luck, they would all live in homes and with real food, away from all this.
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So, what's this big plan for the Narious? Who's the Furtar? How did he get there?
Good questions; wait and find out. R/R if you think you know.
Also I've tried to make it sound more horrible, but for someone who's never seen nor experienced any of this stuff, it's real hard. I'm going completely on imagination and my imagination doesn't want to try and think up this stuff for obvious reasons. Thanks for understanding.
