Shadows and Light 20/?
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
Trapped With the Unknown
I woke up to my shoulder being shaken repeatedly. As I opened my eyes slowly, wincing at the abrupt light streaming into my eyes, to see a dark blur standing over me. I blinked a few times and gradually my vision began to clear.
"Ugh. My aching head." I whimpered softly, closing my eyes again to blot out the pain. A hand lifted my head gently, massaging my neck until most of the pain went away and I could move my head slightly. "What happened?"
"The original inhabitants of this planet took exception to our being here."
"What the hell?" I asked, jerking up in surprise. "Neroon?"
"Who else would it be?" Neroon asked sarcastically, while moving to rub my shoulders from behind. "Are you alright?"
"Just peachy." I murmured, leaning back into Neroon's hands. "A little stiff, and my head is still pounding, but I'm okay. Now are you going to tell me where we are?"
"Masea, he's the guy that knocked you out, is the Chief of these people from what I could understand while they were talking. Once you were hit, the trainees were overpowered by more of the tribal warriors. I heard screaming in your direction, and once I got there only Peedran and Brian still stood. The tribe was in the process of dragging you off into the woods. When I tried to intervene I was taken as well."
"Damn." I swore softly. "What about the others? Are they okay?"
"I am not sure where they are being held." Neroon told me, sitting across from me on the bed where I was currently laying. The room we were in was small, to the point of claustrophobic, and fairly dark. "I did manage to speak to Masea after we got into the camp. He is under the impression that we are mates. I let him believe that because it seems that mated warriors are well respected in the tribe. It may give us an advantage later on."
"Is that why we're together?" I asked cautiously, for the moment not considering what our playacting might include in the future. "In the same room I mean."
"Yes I believe so." Neroon answered.
"But why did they think we were mated in the first place?" I questioned, watching as Neroon looked away from me nervously.
"It may have something to do with my reaction when I found you unconscious being carried away by Masea." Neroon offered softly. I continued to stare at him until he continued reluctantly. "I got angry and attempted to attack the two men holding you, as well as their leader. Masea also mentioned how I was holding you earlier. I believe they have been observing us for a few days now."
"That explains that I suppose, but what about the trainees? Are they injured badly? Before I was hit, no one was injured too terribly, so I didn't see the capture at all."
"As far as I could determine, the trainees are alive. Some were hurt when I was captured, but there weren't any fatalities that I know of."
"Good. At least the men are alive, and hopefully together as well."
"They are together. We were the only ones separated from the others. They were all lead away from us while you were still unconscious."
Before I could ask further questions, the door to our room was opened from the outside, and in stepped Masea followed by a large man who looked similar carrying a plate of food and drink. The door closed behind them quietly as they walked calmly into the room and placed the tray between us on the small table near the bed where Neroon and I were sitting. I looked at Neroon skeptically before I picked up a piece of fruit from the plate. Neroon followed my lead and we ate in silence as the two men watched our progress.
"This is Frea and I am Masea. Since it seems that you are unable to leave our planet for a time, we thought it best if we kept you where we could observe your behavior. That way there will be no further problems." Masea told us, shifting next to the larger man by his side subconsciously. "We have observed the way in which the two of you interact. Your relationship is similar to our social-political style."
"What do you mean?" I asked softly, unsure of where this conversation was heading. The large alien spoke up in answer.
"In our society, our people are ruled by a two males, who mate for life. We are each the top warriors from the Agarod and the Sedic. Our people had been at war for many years, until the strongest man from each group, Masea and myself, mated and ended the ongoing conflict. Now, we lead our people together, sharing the responsibility and power. We have observed you two over the last two days and you are much like ourselves. In you we see brethren of a kind. This is the reason we are offering our hospitality to you and your people until you depart from our world."
"Do you often kidnap people in a show of hospitality?" I grumbled irritably, rubbing my neck in remembered pain. Neroon squeezed my thigh in warning as the two men glared at me.
"We do not know your people, since you are obviously warriors yourselves, we couldn't take the chance that you would refuse our 'invitation.' You will be watched while you are here, but other than that you are free to move about as you will. I would ask that you and your men stay in the camp however, it could be detrimental to your health if you disobey. I believe you have already encountered our pets."
"Bloody friendly puppies they were too. God I love this mission."
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
Trapped With the Unknown
I woke up to my shoulder being shaken repeatedly. As I opened my eyes slowly, wincing at the abrupt light streaming into my eyes, to see a dark blur standing over me. I blinked a few times and gradually my vision began to clear.
"Ugh. My aching head." I whimpered softly, closing my eyes again to blot out the pain. A hand lifted my head gently, massaging my neck until most of the pain went away and I could move my head slightly. "What happened?"
"The original inhabitants of this planet took exception to our being here."
"What the hell?" I asked, jerking up in surprise. "Neroon?"
"Who else would it be?" Neroon asked sarcastically, while moving to rub my shoulders from behind. "Are you alright?"
"Just peachy." I murmured, leaning back into Neroon's hands. "A little stiff, and my head is still pounding, but I'm okay. Now are you going to tell me where we are?"
"Masea, he's the guy that knocked you out, is the Chief of these people from what I could understand while they were talking. Once you were hit, the trainees were overpowered by more of the tribal warriors. I heard screaming in your direction, and once I got there only Peedran and Brian still stood. The tribe was in the process of dragging you off into the woods. When I tried to intervene I was taken as well."
"Damn." I swore softly. "What about the others? Are they okay?"
"I am not sure where they are being held." Neroon told me, sitting across from me on the bed where I was currently laying. The room we were in was small, to the point of claustrophobic, and fairly dark. "I did manage to speak to Masea after we got into the camp. He is under the impression that we are mates. I let him believe that because it seems that mated warriors are well respected in the tribe. It may give us an advantage later on."
"Is that why we're together?" I asked cautiously, for the moment not considering what our playacting might include in the future. "In the same room I mean."
"Yes I believe so." Neroon answered.
"But why did they think we were mated in the first place?" I questioned, watching as Neroon looked away from me nervously.
"It may have something to do with my reaction when I found you unconscious being carried away by Masea." Neroon offered softly. I continued to stare at him until he continued reluctantly. "I got angry and attempted to attack the two men holding you, as well as their leader. Masea also mentioned how I was holding you earlier. I believe they have been observing us for a few days now."
"That explains that I suppose, but what about the trainees? Are they injured badly? Before I was hit, no one was injured too terribly, so I didn't see the capture at all."
"As far as I could determine, the trainees are alive. Some were hurt when I was captured, but there weren't any fatalities that I know of."
"Good. At least the men are alive, and hopefully together as well."
"They are together. We were the only ones separated from the others. They were all lead away from us while you were still unconscious."
Before I could ask further questions, the door to our room was opened from the outside, and in stepped Masea followed by a large man who looked similar carrying a plate of food and drink. The door closed behind them quietly as they walked calmly into the room and placed the tray between us on the small table near the bed where Neroon and I were sitting. I looked at Neroon skeptically before I picked up a piece of fruit from the plate. Neroon followed my lead and we ate in silence as the two men watched our progress.
"This is Frea and I am Masea. Since it seems that you are unable to leave our planet for a time, we thought it best if we kept you where we could observe your behavior. That way there will be no further problems." Masea told us, shifting next to the larger man by his side subconsciously. "We have observed the way in which the two of you interact. Your relationship is similar to our social-political style."
"What do you mean?" I asked softly, unsure of where this conversation was heading. The large alien spoke up in answer.
"In our society, our people are ruled by a two males, who mate for life. We are each the top warriors from the Agarod and the Sedic. Our people had been at war for many years, until the strongest man from each group, Masea and myself, mated and ended the ongoing conflict. Now, we lead our people together, sharing the responsibility and power. We have observed you two over the last two days and you are much like ourselves. In you we see brethren of a kind. This is the reason we are offering our hospitality to you and your people until you depart from our world."
"Do you often kidnap people in a show of hospitality?" I grumbled irritably, rubbing my neck in remembered pain. Neroon squeezed my thigh in warning as the two men glared at me.
"We do not know your people, since you are obviously warriors yourselves, we couldn't take the chance that you would refuse our 'invitation.' You will be watched while you are here, but other than that you are free to move about as you will. I would ask that you and your men stay in the camp however, it could be detrimental to your health if you disobey. I believe you have already encountered our pets."
"Bloody friendly puppies they were too. God I love this mission."