Shadows and Light 15/?
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.
Not related to either Journey of Love or Through the Darkness Falling
Guerilla Warfare
I closed my eyes as the creature made as if to decapitate me with its massive claws, not wanting to see my impeding death up close. I heard a screech from above me and hastily opened my eyes as the monster's weigh and tail lifted off me.
I turned my head to the direction where the noise came from only to filmy breath whoosh out of my lungs in fear. Sactira was attacking the scaly green-haired thing with his pike furiously, batting its attacks away as best he could. The Minbari already had a long gash on his arm, which hung loosely at his left side. The weird bear-like creature had only suffered from minor injuries and was nearly one hundred percent.
Sactira began to slow quickly, as he lost more and more blood. I somehow managed to crawl over to my bloodied dagger and fallen pike, ignoring my cracked ribs and shredded chest. I forced myself to my feet and wobbly attacked the creature from its blind side. I was a much more able fighter then the young Minbari and it quickly turned it's full attention to me as I attacked it with both pike and dagger.
"Get out of here." I yelled at Sactira without taking my focus off of my attacker. When he merely stayed put and continued to stare at me in shock I lost my temper. "Find help, damn it! I don't know how much longer I can keep the thing at bay!"
Sactira finally noticed my carefully concealed panic and ran in the opposite direction as fast as his legs were able to. I didn't pay attention to which direction he went, whether back to camp or towards Neroon, as I was immersed in simply fighting for my life.
I managed to evade most of his attacks, but couldn't get out of the way of all of them, and by the time a few minutes passed I was nearly covered in small cuts and claw marks. My chest was bleeding at a heavy clip and I was getting very light-headed. During one particularly lucky throw I managed to stab the beast in the gut with my blood-encrusted dagger, but even that merely slowed it down some.
I was quickly running out of options as well as energy and was close to collapse as I heard the welcome sound of yelling from the distance.
"Come on!"
"He was over here." I thought it was Sactira yelled to the others.
"Hurry up, I hear something coming from over that way."
I continued fighting doggedly, trying to keep myself alive until the trainees could get to me. Just as I was about to fall over from blood loss, the trainees ran through the brush to my rescue. With a total of twelve warriors attacking the thing it was soon a lifeless corpse a few feet away. After the beast was taken care of, I let myself fall from my precarious position leaning on my pike upright for much-needed support. Before I could hit the ground I was caught gently in a pair of strong arms.
"Is he alright?" Michael asked worriedly as Peedran held me awkwardly in his arms, trying not to upset my wounds too much with abrupt movements.
"I don't know." Peedran told the others as I let my body relax and I closed my eyes in pain and exhaustion. "I do not know human biology well enough to check him over."
"Put him down gently on the ground." A soft voice ordered. I was carefully lowered until I was lying flat on a blanket of some kind, and soon my wounds were being gently cleaned and dressed.
"Do you know what you are doing, Brian?" Sactira asked in concern, causing me to open my eyes for a second and try to speak through my dry parched throat.
"Sac... tra… We.. ll?" I managed to ask haltingly. Brian barely heard me, and I gave up having them understand me when I saw Sactira bend over into my line of sight.
"I am fine, Sir." The young Minbari answered, squeezing my uninjured shoulder in assurance. "Thanks to you. Now rest, we'll get you back to the camp soon."
I merely hummed in agreement and once again closed my eyes in exhaustion. The soothing swipe of the cloth over my overheated skin slowly lulled me into a restless sleep.
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.
Not related to either Journey of Love or Through the Darkness Falling
Guerilla Warfare
I closed my eyes as the creature made as if to decapitate me with its massive claws, not wanting to see my impeding death up close. I heard a screech from above me and hastily opened my eyes as the monster's weigh and tail lifted off me.
I turned my head to the direction where the noise came from only to filmy breath whoosh out of my lungs in fear. Sactira was attacking the scaly green-haired thing with his pike furiously, batting its attacks away as best he could. The Minbari already had a long gash on his arm, which hung loosely at his left side. The weird bear-like creature had only suffered from minor injuries and was nearly one hundred percent.
Sactira began to slow quickly, as he lost more and more blood. I somehow managed to crawl over to my bloodied dagger and fallen pike, ignoring my cracked ribs and shredded chest. I forced myself to my feet and wobbly attacked the creature from its blind side. I was a much more able fighter then the young Minbari and it quickly turned it's full attention to me as I attacked it with both pike and dagger.
"Get out of here." I yelled at Sactira without taking my focus off of my attacker. When he merely stayed put and continued to stare at me in shock I lost my temper. "Find help, damn it! I don't know how much longer I can keep the thing at bay!"
Sactira finally noticed my carefully concealed panic and ran in the opposite direction as fast as his legs were able to. I didn't pay attention to which direction he went, whether back to camp or towards Neroon, as I was immersed in simply fighting for my life.
I managed to evade most of his attacks, but couldn't get out of the way of all of them, and by the time a few minutes passed I was nearly covered in small cuts and claw marks. My chest was bleeding at a heavy clip and I was getting very light-headed. During one particularly lucky throw I managed to stab the beast in the gut with my blood-encrusted dagger, but even that merely slowed it down some.
I was quickly running out of options as well as energy and was close to collapse as I heard the welcome sound of yelling from the distance.
"Come on!"
"He was over here." I thought it was Sactira yelled to the others.
"Hurry up, I hear something coming from over that way."
I continued fighting doggedly, trying to keep myself alive until the trainees could get to me. Just as I was about to fall over from blood loss, the trainees ran through the brush to my rescue. With a total of twelve warriors attacking the thing it was soon a lifeless corpse a few feet away. After the beast was taken care of, I let myself fall from my precarious position leaning on my pike upright for much-needed support. Before I could hit the ground I was caught gently in a pair of strong arms.
"Is he alright?" Michael asked worriedly as Peedran held me awkwardly in his arms, trying not to upset my wounds too much with abrupt movements.
"I don't know." Peedran told the others as I let my body relax and I closed my eyes in pain and exhaustion. "I do not know human biology well enough to check him over."
"Put him down gently on the ground." A soft voice ordered. I was carefully lowered until I was lying flat on a blanket of some kind, and soon my wounds were being gently cleaned and dressed.
"Do you know what you are doing, Brian?" Sactira asked in concern, causing me to open my eyes for a second and try to speak through my dry parched throat.
"Sac... tra… We.. ll?" I managed to ask haltingly. Brian barely heard me, and I gave up having them understand me when I saw Sactira bend over into my line of sight.
"I am fine, Sir." The young Minbari answered, squeezing my uninjured shoulder in assurance. "Thanks to you. Now rest, we'll get you back to the camp soon."
I merely hummed in agreement and once again closed my eyes in exhaustion. The soothing swipe of the cloth over my overheated skin slowly lulled me into a restless sleep.