Through The Darkness Falling 12/?
Sequel to: Journey of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
[…] Denotes thoughts
An Attack From Within
Over the next two days I became exceedingly tense, while Neroon conversely seemed to relax the closer he got to meet the Craedem. Looking back on that time, I will admit that I made a nuisance of myself with all my incessant worrying.
When the time for his departure came I was a nervous wreck, thinking that they would kill him without me there to protect him. I kept remembering the condition I had found him in when Shakiri had him. Ever since then I have been a little over cautious about his welfare.
Ironically, before that I thought he was damn near invincible after the way he whooped me in the Denn'sha a few months back. Now however I was concerned that he would be traveling there without me to watch his back. That is how I found myself alone with both Maiko and Malinar and hour away from the departure time.
"Make sure he is protected at all times." I ordered Maiko as soon as they got settled in their seats. "I expect the Satai to be in perfect health when I see him again."
Now under the best of circumstances Maiko and I do not see eye to eye on many things, but when it comes to the Satai's safety we are in rare accord. We will each do whatever is necessary for him to survive. Perhaps I was a bit highhanded in my approach, but I was so worried that I wasn't being too diplomatic.
"I do not need you to remind me how to do my job." Maiko sneered. "He will be safe in my care."
"Good." I answered impassively. "I have a very bad feeling about this, but you both know how Neroon is. He won't change his mind about this now that the meeting has been scheduled."
"We have the very best warriors looking out for him." Malinar assured me, although he too wasn't exceedingly fond of me, but at least tolerated me out of respect for my fighting abilities if nothing else.
"They better be." I growled intimidating. "I will hold you both personally responsible if any harm befalls Neroon."
"Is that a threat, Alit?" Maiko asked imperiously, looking angry at my presumption. I didn't want to start any fighting with these two, especially now. They were the best warriors on Minbar, except for Neroon who had no equal.
"Look, I am sorry if I am being abrupt with you, but the Craedem are seasoned warriors, on par with the best on Minbar. You need to be prepared for every eventuality. I don't want Neroon out of your sight at all. This would be the perfect time to take him out of the equation, surrounded by so many loyal people." I told them, not that they weren't already aware of the situation. "I just want him to be kept safe. I don't care what Neroon says. If there is any potential threat you take it out. Neroon will be to concentrated on making peace with them that he may disregard certain dangers inherent with this plan."
"Do not worry." Malinar assured me, giving a warriors salute as a pledge of his resolve. "We will protect the Satai with our lives if need be."
"Thank you for taking this seriously. I know you both probably think I am over reacting, but my intuition hasn't failed me before, and I do have an extremely bad feeling." I told them. "I hope I am wrong and that there is no problem, but I want to be careful until he is back here. I wasn't questioning your loyalty or ability, I simply wanted to impress upon you the urgency I felt."
"We understand." Maiko responded softly.
"Do you?" I asked skeptically.
"Yes." Maiko assured me, grasping my arm in a warrior's handshake. "If it was my mate in possible danger I wouldn't hesitate to do what needed to be done to protect him."
That was the first time Maiko had ever talked about anything remotely personal in my presence and I was honored at his trust.
"That means a lot to me." I answered humbly, watching as they left the room walking with military precision.
It wasn't long after that the Ingata left on its way to the rendezvous across the continent. I would not know what the outcome was until I heard from the convoy, or Malinar on a secure channel. Since Neroon and I had already said our goodbyes to each other in private last night, I merely saw him off to his ship and then walked away as it lifted of the ground.
An hour after he left I was pacing in our rooms wearing an open Anla'shok robe, lonely without Neroon's company when I heard entrance bell. I assumed it was one of the aides with a snack, since Neroon made a point of telling them all that I was to gain weight while he was gone. I opened the door with my attention on tying my loosened robe, which turned out to be a grave mistake. Before I could react I was knocked viciously across the face and I collapsed into a heap on the floor. I saw a Minbari standing over me with his pike raised to strike as my vision blackened and the darkness took me.
Sequel to: Journey of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
[…] Denotes thoughts
An Attack From Within
Over the next two days I became exceedingly tense, while Neroon conversely seemed to relax the closer he got to meet the Craedem. Looking back on that time, I will admit that I made a nuisance of myself with all my incessant worrying.
When the time for his departure came I was a nervous wreck, thinking that they would kill him without me there to protect him. I kept remembering the condition I had found him in when Shakiri had him. Ever since then I have been a little over cautious about his welfare.
Ironically, before that I thought he was damn near invincible after the way he whooped me in the Denn'sha a few months back. Now however I was concerned that he would be traveling there without me to watch his back. That is how I found myself alone with both Maiko and Malinar and hour away from the departure time.
"Make sure he is protected at all times." I ordered Maiko as soon as they got settled in their seats. "I expect the Satai to be in perfect health when I see him again."
Now under the best of circumstances Maiko and I do not see eye to eye on many things, but when it comes to the Satai's safety we are in rare accord. We will each do whatever is necessary for him to survive. Perhaps I was a bit highhanded in my approach, but I was so worried that I wasn't being too diplomatic.
"I do not need you to remind me how to do my job." Maiko sneered. "He will be safe in my care."
"Good." I answered impassively. "I have a very bad feeling about this, but you both know how Neroon is. He won't change his mind about this now that the meeting has been scheduled."
"We have the very best warriors looking out for him." Malinar assured me, although he too wasn't exceedingly fond of me, but at least tolerated me out of respect for my fighting abilities if nothing else.
"They better be." I growled intimidating. "I will hold you both personally responsible if any harm befalls Neroon."
"Is that a threat, Alit?" Maiko asked imperiously, looking angry at my presumption. I didn't want to start any fighting with these two, especially now. They were the best warriors on Minbar, except for Neroon who had no equal.
"Look, I am sorry if I am being abrupt with you, but the Craedem are seasoned warriors, on par with the best on Minbar. You need to be prepared for every eventuality. I don't want Neroon out of your sight at all. This would be the perfect time to take him out of the equation, surrounded by so many loyal people." I told them, not that they weren't already aware of the situation. "I just want him to be kept safe. I don't care what Neroon says. If there is any potential threat you take it out. Neroon will be to concentrated on making peace with them that he may disregard certain dangers inherent with this plan."
"Do not worry." Malinar assured me, giving a warriors salute as a pledge of his resolve. "We will protect the Satai with our lives if need be."
"Thank you for taking this seriously. I know you both probably think I am over reacting, but my intuition hasn't failed me before, and I do have an extremely bad feeling." I told them. "I hope I am wrong and that there is no problem, but I want to be careful until he is back here. I wasn't questioning your loyalty or ability, I simply wanted to impress upon you the urgency I felt."
"We understand." Maiko responded softly.
"Do you?" I asked skeptically.
"Yes." Maiko assured me, grasping my arm in a warrior's handshake. "If it was my mate in possible danger I wouldn't hesitate to do what needed to be done to protect him."
That was the first time Maiko had ever talked about anything remotely personal in my presence and I was honored at his trust.
"That means a lot to me." I answered humbly, watching as they left the room walking with military precision.
It wasn't long after that the Ingata left on its way to the rendezvous across the continent. I would not know what the outcome was until I heard from the convoy, or Malinar on a secure channel. Since Neroon and I had already said our goodbyes to each other in private last night, I merely saw him off to his ship and then walked away as it lifted of the ground.
An hour after he left I was pacing in our rooms wearing an open Anla'shok robe, lonely without Neroon's company when I heard entrance bell. I assumed it was one of the aides with a snack, since Neroon made a point of telling them all that I was to gain weight while he was gone. I opened the door with my attention on tying my loosened robe, which turned out to be a grave mistake. Before I could react I was knocked viciously across the face and I collapsed into a heap on the floor. I saw a Minbari standing over me with his pike raised to strike as my vision blackened and the darkness took me.