Shadows and Light 19/?
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
An Unprovoked Attack
We continued our journey back to the training ground walking steadily onward. It was only when I was startled awake from where I rested on Neroon's shoulder did I realize the distance we had traveled in only a few hours. As I looked up I noticed a slight rustling in the bushed about a hundred feet away. When I looked at Neroon, fully intent upon pointing it out, I saw him looking in the opposite direction contemplatively. I noticed right away that most of the other trainees seemed oblivious to the possible threat, with the exception of Peedran, Sactira and Brian. They were all watching Neroon and I with uneasy glances, gripping their denn'bok in preparation of an attack.
"Are you able to fight?" Neroon asked me softly without preamble.
"I-" I began blusteringly only to be stopped by a stern glare from Neroon.
"The truth, Marcus." Neroon ordered.
"I… don't know." I answered truthfully. "I suppose if I had no choice I would get by, but it greatly depends on the number of opponents. I don't think my body is up for an extended fight."
"Very well." Neroon acknowledged gently. "If we are attacked you will be responsible for getting the trainees to safety while myself and the others will guard your retreat."
"Like bloody hell!" I exclaimed louder than I meant to, drawing the attention of all those nearby. "Not bloody likely. I won't just run away and let you handle it."
"You have no choice." Neroon growled in my ear. "You already told me that you are in no condition to be included in this fight. You would put the others at risk if you insist on staying. You would put me at risk, since I would be at least partially focused on protecting you."
"You really know how to make a man feel guilty." I mumbled irritably before giving in with ill manners. "Wouldn't want you to be unduly distracted."
Just as I was about to continue complaining one of the creatures that I fought before broke through the trees to my left and attacked Marda. From there all hell broke loose. While all of us moved to help the besieged Minbari we were blind-sided by more attackers. I was barely set on my feet when Neroon attacked the nearest beast, giving no quarter. Belatedly remembering my agreement with Neroon I walked unsteadily toward where Neroon, Sactira, Brian and Peedran gathered most of the trainees surrounded, who were the most experienced fighters in the group.
"Come on guys, follow me." I ordered them, using my pike as a crutch to help me keep upright as I moved away from where the battle was taking place. They hesitantly followed me, looking back at their mates worriedly as they did so. "They will be fine. Neroon won't let anything happen to them, now we've got to go."
As it turned out the ugly tailed buggers were the least of our problems. They in fact were simply well trained pets to the native inhabitants of this 'uninhabited' world. Color me surprised when suddenly a man landed in front of our escape route, essentially blocking our way. He looked much like a Narn, except without the spots and a bit shorter. His eyes looked downright demonic, and he carried a wicked looking blade aimed at us.
"Who the hell is that?" Michael asked quietly, backing away from the unknown man.
"How the bloody hell should I know?"
"What are you doing here?" The dark-skinned man snarled menacingly, watching me wearily as I walked forward.
"We did not realize this planet was already inhabited." I told him calmly, desperately hoping that I could avoid further confrontation. "Our people are on a training exercise and our intelligence told us that there was not beings on this planet."
"You will leave our planet immediately." He ordered furiously, ignoring or not understanding my explanation for our being there.
"We would but we have no transport until next month." I explained hurriedly. "We are terribly sorry for this misunderstanding. I will make sure that we don't bother you in the mean time."
I stepped forward so that I was standing face to face with the native and as I tried to walk around him I was hit from behind with his spear. I was in no condition to block the blow so I was hit with the full brunt of it and knocked to the ground.
As this was going on, the others all rushed forward to intercede on my behalf, only to be surprised when more men came out of the trees and surrounded them. Before I could order them to stand down they were standing back to back waiting for the first attack. From my place on the ground, wheezing painfully I noticed that my guys were taking care of business quite well. They were working together to fight off the men, who were vastly over-matched. I was attempting to regain my balance and enter the battle when I was struck from behind and knocked unconscious.
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
An Unprovoked Attack
We continued our journey back to the training ground walking steadily onward. It was only when I was startled awake from where I rested on Neroon's shoulder did I realize the distance we had traveled in only a few hours. As I looked up I noticed a slight rustling in the bushed about a hundred feet away. When I looked at Neroon, fully intent upon pointing it out, I saw him looking in the opposite direction contemplatively. I noticed right away that most of the other trainees seemed oblivious to the possible threat, with the exception of Peedran, Sactira and Brian. They were all watching Neroon and I with uneasy glances, gripping their denn'bok in preparation of an attack.
"Are you able to fight?" Neroon asked me softly without preamble.
"I-" I began blusteringly only to be stopped by a stern glare from Neroon.
"The truth, Marcus." Neroon ordered.
"I… don't know." I answered truthfully. "I suppose if I had no choice I would get by, but it greatly depends on the number of opponents. I don't think my body is up for an extended fight."
"Very well." Neroon acknowledged gently. "If we are attacked you will be responsible for getting the trainees to safety while myself and the others will guard your retreat."
"Like bloody hell!" I exclaimed louder than I meant to, drawing the attention of all those nearby. "Not bloody likely. I won't just run away and let you handle it."
"You have no choice." Neroon growled in my ear. "You already told me that you are in no condition to be included in this fight. You would put the others at risk if you insist on staying. You would put me at risk, since I would be at least partially focused on protecting you."
"You really know how to make a man feel guilty." I mumbled irritably before giving in with ill manners. "Wouldn't want you to be unduly distracted."
Just as I was about to continue complaining one of the creatures that I fought before broke through the trees to my left and attacked Marda. From there all hell broke loose. While all of us moved to help the besieged Minbari we were blind-sided by more attackers. I was barely set on my feet when Neroon attacked the nearest beast, giving no quarter. Belatedly remembering my agreement with Neroon I walked unsteadily toward where Neroon, Sactira, Brian and Peedran gathered most of the trainees surrounded, who were the most experienced fighters in the group.
"Come on guys, follow me." I ordered them, using my pike as a crutch to help me keep upright as I moved away from where the battle was taking place. They hesitantly followed me, looking back at their mates worriedly as they did so. "They will be fine. Neroon won't let anything happen to them, now we've got to go."
As it turned out the ugly tailed buggers were the least of our problems. They in fact were simply well trained pets to the native inhabitants of this 'uninhabited' world. Color me surprised when suddenly a man landed in front of our escape route, essentially blocking our way. He looked much like a Narn, except without the spots and a bit shorter. His eyes looked downright demonic, and he carried a wicked looking blade aimed at us.
"Who the hell is that?" Michael asked quietly, backing away from the unknown man.
"How the bloody hell should I know?"
"What are you doing here?" The dark-skinned man snarled menacingly, watching me wearily as I walked forward.
"We did not realize this planet was already inhabited." I told him calmly, desperately hoping that I could avoid further confrontation. "Our people are on a training exercise and our intelligence told us that there was not beings on this planet."
"You will leave our planet immediately." He ordered furiously, ignoring or not understanding my explanation for our being there.
"We would but we have no transport until next month." I explained hurriedly. "We are terribly sorry for this misunderstanding. I will make sure that we don't bother you in the mean time."
I stepped forward so that I was standing face to face with the native and as I tried to walk around him I was hit from behind with his spear. I was in no condition to block the blow so I was hit with the full brunt of it and knocked to the ground.
As this was going on, the others all rushed forward to intercede on my behalf, only to be surprised when more men came out of the trees and surrounded them. Before I could order them to stand down they were standing back to back waiting for the first attack. From my place on the ground, wheezing painfully I noticed that my guys were taking care of business quite well. They were working together to fight off the men, who were vastly over-matched. I was attempting to regain my balance and enter the battle when I was struck from behind and knocked unconscious.