The Awakening of a Scorpion

I do not own Farscape all characters are property Jim Henson's. I do own the original idea in the story. So please leave any comments or input behind.

Prologue

I stalked out the airlock into Moya. Her corridors seemed far darker than I remembered as I tried to reach my tiny cell unnoticed, my head churning with dark thoughts. I failed.

I jolted to awareness as a hand stopped me, "Scorpy what's the matter did some one put your cat in the aurora chair?" sneered John the ungrateful trelk whom I had protected for over a cycle.

My weakness must have been obvious; normally the human would not even touch me let alone act so disrespectfully.

"My dear John, I would never own anything as weak and useless as your kat," I sneered. "If your primitive mind has forgotten the report I gave you than go bother someone else."

I made to leave for my quarters but John stopped me again. The rest of the crew from the pod had finally reached us by this time.

"John, show some compassion and let him go!" snapped D'Argo my unlikely rescuer. D'Agro is a Luxan, a warrior race not known for their compassion but then neither is the Peacekeepers.

I left them alone as D'Argo handed John and his mate the red disk with the words Project Scorpious written on the cover. I was all too familiar with the contents now though I sincerely wished I wasn't.

When I got to my cell I pulled off my leather hood and leaned into my sink mirror. What I saw was the me I had tried to hide especially from myself. I saw a pale, sickly and pathetic creature worn out and scarred from cycles of fighting and struggle. Though by my reckoning I am just over a cycle old.

All my life had had risked and lost everything fighting the Scarrens who I thought were monsters I now see that I was wrong. It was the Peacekeepers, my allies, my home that are the monsters.