Disclaimer: Don't own Babylon5
A/N: Biggest thanks to my beta, she knows who she is. *gives a big hug*
Chapter1 : And So We Begin
It was a beautiful day, that kind of day where people went out for walks or used it for their own leisure. That kind of day where you just have to smile and be happy. But one person did not care about that at all. He had nothing to be happy about. He was Marcus Cole, the favoured ranger of the Anla Shok. The person who survived den`sha to death. he was one of the... well it is not important. Let's just say he was a very special to mankind.
The view from the balcony was exquisite. The country side was full of lush green trees, different bushes and flowers in most beautiful colors. The sky was in the deepest blue and white fluffy clouds were sailing over its big exspanse, birds were singing their marvelous melodies over the beginning of summer, but Marcus didn't notice it. Honestly he hadn't noticed anything beautiful for a long time. For over a year to be precise.He just stood there on the balcony, numbly uncaring, unseeing, just being, just existing.
It wasn't that Marcus didn't have any friends. Ok, he did not have many friends. But the ones he had were very loyal to him like he was loyal to them in return. It was really sad that one of the brightest souls of mankind was so broken and tired. But his losses were too great to cope: most of his loved ones were killed in the Earth-Minbari war, others in the shadow attack against his colony or... well by his or their enemys. People would be surprised to know how many enemies Marcus Cole really had.
And now, after a year of being silent, the ranger had no intentions to start speaking again, to communicate again or to care again. Because he had had enough and nothing could bring him out of his silence. At least so he thought to himself. Luckily for the world he was going to be proven wrong. But it wouldn't be an easy task to do.'
The Ranger heard two pairs of footsteps coming towards him from behind and then a hand was put lightly to his shoulder. "Marcus, it is good to see you again" said a voice that belonged to Michael Garibaldi the security chief of Babylon5.
The Anlo Shok turned around silently and looked at his visitors. He nodded to them slowly and gave them a little, almost non-existing smile.
"You look better. Being outside has really helped, you now have some color on you. Susan sends her greetings and so does Sheridan. We all really miss you on Babylon5 and hope to see you there again. A lot of things happened since our last meeting. Can you believe that Londo made a ..." and so the little chat went on and on. Marcus listened, sometimes he nodded along, sometimes he gave them a little smile. Garibaldi and Franklin talked for hours to him about all they could think of. The latest news and gossip was given to the silent man. It was sad, it was depressing but it was all Michael and Franklin could do. When Garibaldi and Stephen had told everything they could think of, they said their goodbyes left the balcony to go to their shuttle and flew back to Babylon5. Like always Marcus Cole stayed behind on Minbar.
