Chapter 4
Physically, Trance was in her room, watering her flowers. Mentally, she was reliving her conversation with Airia Auril.
Conversation in Conference Room
"It is time to awaken from the dream. The dream that you have been living for the past few years is over. You cannot interfere. You cannot tell them what you know. If you help or save one of them, you will destroy their pre-determined destiny!"
"There is no pre-determined destiny, only the futures you think are right, that are how it all should turn out. Dylan will do what he must. I will be there for him. I will not leave them." Trance replied to Auril's speech.
"No! Have you not been listening? Did you not hear Flew when he told you on Shintaida that you cannot avoid us forever? To never forget what side you are on?" Auril said.
"That was before the corruption. Before the anger and hate and fear that has entered our people's lives! My people are no longer who they used to be! The are no longer wise, no longer peaceful! All you want to do is destroy and not create! To destroy, you must be willing to create! My loyalties are to Dylan, Whose ideals have never wavered!" Trance yelled angrily.
Trance jerked back to reality as the door chime to her room went off.
"Come in," Trance said.
Dylan walked in. "Trance, Auril wishes to speak to you." Dylan said as Auril swept into the room.
"You would not listen to reason so now I will take you by force," Auril said. She yanked a Stunner from her belt and shot Trance then Dylan with it. Auril picked Trance up and slung her over her shoulder. As she reached her ship, the door opened and standing in the doorway way Darion Shandow. He smiled.
"How's the 'injury' " Auril smirked.
"Not too bad." Shandow smirked.
Airia tossed Trance unceremoniously onto the floor and erected the force field around her.
"Oh...What hit me?" Beka muttered as her eyes flickered open. "Trance, Rev, Harper?" Then she noticed a man sitting in the corner. Where am I? She thought. Beka studied the sleeping man. He was very good looking. Brown hair, big muscles, nice eyes...Wait! His eyes are open? He's awake! He stood up and started walking over to her. Beka saw bone blades on his arms and realized he was Nietzschean. She had never met one but remembered someone telling her they were evil and vicious. She looked around. She couldn't run, he was in front of the door, she couldn't fight, he could take her. Besides, he didn't look that horrible. His eyes were full of concern. Now Beka was really puzzled. Who was this and where was she?
"Beka?" he asked.
He knows my name!
"Do you remember me?" he asked
"Um, no. Who are you? Where am I? How'd I get here and where are Trance Rev and Harper!" Beka asked defensively. Inside, though, she was afraid. The man sighed and looked down.
"Let me explain. Harper is in engineering working on something called Rosie, Rev...well Rev left the Andromeda a year ago to...well I don't really know and Trance should be here in medical." He answered, "As for me, I am Telemachus Rhade and I don't think you really like me much. You are on the Commonwealth ship Andromeda Ascendant. You have been here for almost five years."
"Huh? Buddy, I hate to break it to you but the Commonwealth fell 300 years ago. I have never heard of the Andromeda Ascendant, nor Telemachus Rhade and Trance and Harper wouldn't help whoever you are and Rev Bem has been and will always be a member of my crew and wouldn't leave willingly." Beka answered stubbornly.
The man, Rhade, sighed. This is worse then I thought. I wonder if a powerful memory or experience explained could jog her memory.
"Let me explain what happened the last five years." Rhade said. As he told Beka all that had happened, he had such sincerity in his eyes and such compassion that she didn't care what everyone said. She couldn't help trust the Nietzschean.
Physically, Trance was in her room, watering her flowers. Mentally, she was reliving her conversation with Airia Auril.
Conversation in Conference Room
"It is time to awaken from the dream. The dream that you have been living for the past few years is over. You cannot interfere. You cannot tell them what you know. If you help or save one of them, you will destroy their pre-determined destiny!"
"There is no pre-determined destiny, only the futures you think are right, that are how it all should turn out. Dylan will do what he must. I will be there for him. I will not leave them." Trance replied to Auril's speech.
"No! Have you not been listening? Did you not hear Flew when he told you on Shintaida that you cannot avoid us forever? To never forget what side you are on?" Auril said.
"That was before the corruption. Before the anger and hate and fear that has entered our people's lives! My people are no longer who they used to be! The are no longer wise, no longer peaceful! All you want to do is destroy and not create! To destroy, you must be willing to create! My loyalties are to Dylan, Whose ideals have never wavered!" Trance yelled angrily.
Trance jerked back to reality as the door chime to her room went off.
"Come in," Trance said.
Dylan walked in. "Trance, Auril wishes to speak to you." Dylan said as Auril swept into the room.
"You would not listen to reason so now I will take you by force," Auril said. She yanked a Stunner from her belt and shot Trance then Dylan with it. Auril picked Trance up and slung her over her shoulder. As she reached her ship, the door opened and standing in the doorway way Darion Shandow. He smiled.
"How's the 'injury' " Auril smirked.
"Not too bad." Shandow smirked.
Airia tossed Trance unceremoniously onto the floor and erected the force field around her.
"Oh...What hit me?" Beka muttered as her eyes flickered open. "Trance, Rev, Harper?" Then she noticed a man sitting in the corner. Where am I? She thought. Beka studied the sleeping man. He was very good looking. Brown hair, big muscles, nice eyes...Wait! His eyes are open? He's awake! He stood up and started walking over to her. Beka saw bone blades on his arms and realized he was Nietzschean. She had never met one but remembered someone telling her they were evil and vicious. She looked around. She couldn't run, he was in front of the door, she couldn't fight, he could take her. Besides, he didn't look that horrible. His eyes were full of concern. Now Beka was really puzzled. Who was this and where was she?
"Beka?" he asked.
He knows my name!
"Do you remember me?" he asked
"Um, no. Who are you? Where am I? How'd I get here and where are Trance Rev and Harper!" Beka asked defensively. Inside, though, she was afraid. The man sighed and looked down.
"Let me explain. Harper is in engineering working on something called Rosie, Rev...well Rev left the Andromeda a year ago to...well I don't really know and Trance should be here in medical." He answered, "As for me, I am Telemachus Rhade and I don't think you really like me much. You are on the Commonwealth ship Andromeda Ascendant. You have been here for almost five years."
"Huh? Buddy, I hate to break it to you but the Commonwealth fell 300 years ago. I have never heard of the Andromeda Ascendant, nor Telemachus Rhade and Trance and Harper wouldn't help whoever you are and Rev Bem has been and will always be a member of my crew and wouldn't leave willingly." Beka answered stubbornly.
The man, Rhade, sighed. This is worse then I thought. I wonder if a powerful memory or experience explained could jog her memory.
"Let me explain what happened the last five years." Rhade said. As he told Beka all that had happened, he had such sincerity in his eyes and such compassion that she didn't care what everyone said. She couldn't help trust the Nietzschean.