It didn't matter anymore what she knew or what she thought. All of it was irrelevant; all of it, and struggling to move was the only thing that actually made sense.

This was all wrong, and she had no idea how to make it right.

Blood streaming down her lips, Solaris stood over the unconscious Jace, falling to her knees involuntarily, still weak enough from everything, "I'm sorry...." Her fingers made quick work of snatching his pulse pistol, and his Ident Chip in his right back pocket, "You know, I really did like you. And I meant what I said: You can be more. So, so much more, Jace, and you don't even know it." Feeling pity, she allowed her lips to graze his before she tried, stronger now, to stand as she had before. "Sorry it had to come to this, Ducky. I hope everything works out for you."

Staggering and supported by the right wall next to the door, she armed the pistol, pocketed it, and thought about what she had done to Jace. How was it that she could do what she did, firing pulse blasts from her own hands like a spider creates venom? A few moments passed before she shrugged it off and gave a last second thought to using the gun. Microts more ticked by before she shook her head and kept her hands by her side. Whatever had given her this ability to shoot energy from her hands was no use hiding. After all, it's not like it was something she could hide from Scorpius, and Solaris was tired of trying to hide things. Besides, the pulse pistol could come in handy when she ran out of energy to use, but for now, she didn't need a weapon.

Now that she saw what she could do, she was a weapon.

Gazing down at her palms, Solaris looked them up and down, turning them over once or twice before setting them back down at her sides again. No, this isn't the time for this, she amended, rolling her eyes, I can always figure out what I am later....

The next step was to run.

"Pilot, have you moved out of sensor range?" inquired D'Argo, the faithful Luxan still deep within the range of the Command Carrier's sensors and eluding the patrolling Prowlers, "Tell me you're as far away as possible."

"You are most correct, Ka D'Argo, we are at a sufficient range away from the Command Carrier. However, Moya fears for her safety, and encourages Solaris's speedy return."

D'Argo nodded, and looked tired, avoiding the next two Prowlers behind an adrift asteroid in the premises, "Hopefully she will come back soon. It's been way too long."

"How are you holding up, D'Argo?" piped up Chiana on the command deck, holding onto the railing at the bow, "You're not going to turn suicidal on us anytime soon to rescue her, are you?"

"Chiana, I won't leave Solaris behind. You know as well as I do that that is something I CANNOT allow!"

"I know, but, I'm just saying that if you think about it, we could cut our losses and move on, you know? We've got enough genetic material to make a whole new—"

"NO. We will stay close to the Command Carrier, because we owe it to John and Aeryn to look after their daughter..." A Prowler swooped past, "These Prowlers are a pain in hezmana.... Chiana, I'm going to have to make another sweep of the area. Make sure that the Command Carrier remains in sight, but out of range. Pilot, be ready to starbust at ANY. TIME. Hopefully we're giving Lara a chance to do what she needs to do."

Jace's Ident Chip was half class, only for a few top class tiers, but it was better than nothing. Assuming a Peacekeeper stance from a flash of pain and memory, the human-Sebaceanoid walked unnoticed through the corridors, passing by each PK she came across with poise and skill. The corridors themselves were enormous, longer than miles and three people wide; it was amazing she didn't get herself lost.

Suddenly, a wave of nausea engulfed her, and she fought to stay on foot, leaning against the door. Shocked and repulsed, she muttered, "Three tiers down, left, left, first door on the right...." Dizzy, she blinked a bit as a Peacekeeper soldier just passed her, and her normality returned. It was then she realized what she was saying; her mind boggled at what had happened, and when she let herself a chance to think, she couldn't help but speculate, What AM I???

And she had been right. Three tiers down through maintenance tunnels, left twice and first door on the right, Solaris came up to the one place she wanted to be at: the mechanical laboratory, right where her Ixion class transmodulator should have been. "Come to Momma...." she cooed when she strolled in, and made one of the biggest mistakes of her life.

Armed and deadly, thirteen Peacekeeper officers of various ranks milled in the space, with all their pulse rifles aimed right at the center of her chest.

"Oh...." she cried, and snickered a bit, "Guess this isn't Donner party of fifty is it? I guess I can always come back later...."

"Move and you shall die, Solaris," replied the sinister voice of Scorpius, walking into view with his gloves touching the transmodulator, "I see you have gotten out of your cell. Pity. I had such high hopes for Officer Kohen, but it seems that he is...... disposable after this little incident. Irreversibly contaminated. His shall suffer a court marshal, and a fitting end to a contaminated officer. A pity."

Solaris's heart raced, "FOR WHAT? Irreversibly contaminated for WHAT? Fighting me tooth and nail as I tried to get out? Spare me the valiant sob story, Scorpy." She lowered her eyes in a feral glare, her blue eyes suddenly murderous, "I want that transmodulator, NEED it, and you are not going to stand in my way."

"No, but my Peacekeeper regiment just might. Tell me, Solaris, what is it you plan to do with this transmodulator?"

The remark made Solaris burst out with laughter, "If I told you......." Her fingers tingled, and she could feel the pulse energy raging within her cells and into her palms, "I'd have to kill you."

That's when all hell broke loose. Quick as lightning, two officers were down, taken by surprise when a glowing orb of pulse fire red caught them straight in the chest. Solaris rolled into the room, throwing pulse balls left and right as fast as she could, flipping over a metallic table and taking cover against it. Pulse fire raged around her like acid rain, and she returned it with gusto, taking down five more soldiers before they even knew what hit them. Seeing that only six remained, she moved with liquid grace, jumping to her feet and running up and along the wall to avoid pulse fire, cartwheeling in midair only to throw blasts behind her and forward, taking down two more. Landing in a crouch, a swift kick to the back of the knee toppled another opponent, and a bolt shot at close range met his chest to end his attack. The other three weren't much of a competition, although the last tried to run, but a blast to the back solved the problem.

But it was all too much. Her legs giving out, the human-Sebaceanoid collapsed onto her knees and tried not to fall unconscious, tired from the energy that she had spent. From her position, her arm shook as she grasped two comms from two of the soldiers, and started patching them together to boost a signal to Moya. Tinkering with it, her gaze swept the room, and noticed the one thing that had bothered her for so long: one person was missing with the thing she needed most. Both Scorpius and the transmodulator were gone.

"Frell...." she gasped, shaking her head left and right to clear her head, "Got to go..... after him......" Her feet didn't want to move, but pushing herself up anyway, she started stumbling towards where she thought Scorpius went off to. This time, there was no running. There was absolutely nothing that would get in the way of her getting her parents back, and not even Scorpy would take that away from her. Finding them was her destiny, her life that she was taking back; her own life was in her hands, a dream she could achieve, and she had nothing left to do but make it her own.

Please read and review! Second update in two days! I'm so happy! I'm really on a kick with this too, so expect the next chapter to come quickly! and YES, DSP, I keep people guessing, and you won't find out what Solaris is really like until the end! And yeah, it was kinda fun to drop a 5000 ton weight on Harvey's head. I like Harvey, really I do, he adds flavor to the whole Crichton experience, and I'm totally in love with the episode Revenging Angel where Crichton and D'Argo are cartoon characters in John's head, and everyone's cartoony.....

Also, yes, i was hoping that the whole "she's this, no she's this" thing would work. Keeps you guys guessing and keeps you wanting to keep reading. This chapter was my first fight scene in this entire fic, and I hope I can manage more of them in the future. I've got a good idea for something, but that will come up within the next chapter, (which will be about double this chapter's length) so that will be fun. I'm also thinking of what else i can do with my characters, Solaris and Jace, whether they should get together or not, but I'm not sure........ you saw a little bit about how Solaris feels here and the end of the last one, and you saw how Jace likes her a bit during 2 chapters ago. It's up in the air, but i know my basic direction.

Also, there's going to be some shocking stuff in here, because, like a true ep of Farscape, even in the funny moments, there's parts where it's serious, or someone's dying, in major trouble, etc, etc., and my fic here will be nothing short. So starting this next chapter, everything will change. I'm living up to every bit of Farscape, and with such an inspirational show to base everything off of, I can do no wrong.