In the Beginning 12/?
Disclaimer: I neither own nor created the character of Marcus, Neroon, Babylon 5, etc… No infringement is intended.
Rating: PG-13 (possibly R in later chapters) for m/m situations and violence. SLASH. If this offends you read no further. Thank you kindly.
Awakening to Chaos
I was surrounded in darkness, unaware of my surrounding for only Valen knows how long, before I became aware of a humming. When I tried to listen to it and find out where it was coming from, the humming became voice speaking so softly I couldn't make out what they were saying. As I listened carefully, I became a bit more aware of my surroundings. I began to feel a light pain in my side as well as a pressure on my left hand. It was only after it had left that I realized its significance.
From there I continued to flout about in my arm cushion of nothingness until the voice started to get louder until finally I was pulled awake by a loud continuous beeping that started to aggravate me. I wanted more then anything to close my eyes again when I opened them only to be confronted with blinding lights and deafening sounds. While I was preoccupied keeping my head from exploding someone came towards me looking greatly relieved.
"It is good to have you back with us Satai." The Minbari gushed happily, while I continued to stare about me in a confused manner.
"Who are you?" I asked as imperviously as I could, considering I was in an unknown facility with an unknown Minbari doctor. "Where am I being held?"
When the doctor simply stared at me in concern I got more agitated by his silence. I tried to sit up, when the doctor seemed to get over his shock and forced me back down. I growl furiously at my own weakness and demanded to known what had been done to me.
"Calm yourself, Satai." The doctor began speaking soothingly. "You are on White Star 7. You were injured fighting the Shadows and were immediately brought here. You have a few broken ribs, a concussion and a burn on most of your left arm. You will heal in time, but you must be patient."
[Screw patience. I want to know what is going on!]
"Who is captaining this ship?" I glared menacingly, staring down the good doctor.
"Er, Anla'shoc Cole." The doctor answered, seemingly upset by my hostile attitude. "Now if you would lay down and try to stay calm… You are only going to injure yourself further with this display."
"I wish to speak to the Anla'shoc now." I ordered ignoring his suggestion completely, desperately trying to get a firm grasp of what was going on.
"Very well. I will call for him." The doctor agreed enthusiastically before walking away mumbling. "Let the Anla'shoc deal with you."
Without the doctor keeping me occupied I observed the medical bay. It was quite full with many Centauri and even other Minbari, although none that I recognized immediately. There were many seriously injured patients and the doctors had their hands full treating all of them. I was brought out of my musing by a cleared throat on the other side of my bed. I whipped my head back around, furious at myself for my inattention, only to stop in shock by what I saw.
Standing before me was a human wearing an Anla'shoc uniform complete with a pike at his waist. He stood confidently and as I looked into his eyes I noticed the determination in them. Before the vermin could move to attack me however I was out of bed and had tackled him to the ground.
I ignored the pain of my ribs as they ground into each other and my vision swam as I wrapped my hands around the human's throat. I heard shouting from behind me, but ignored them as I tightened my grip. I was fully prepared to die killing the enemy. That is the way of the Warrior Caste. The dark-haired man beneath me was rapidly turning purple when the first person attacked me from behind. I assumed it was a Minbari from their strength as they tried to unseat me from my prey.
"Traitor." I sneered in my native language, causing my attacked to pause for a second giving me the upper-hand. I slammed my head into their bone crest and they fell before me unconscious before me.
Unfortunately as I was distracted the human before me was busy as well. As soon as I turned my gaze back to the rapidly weakening human I was knocked away viciously without warning. I felt a terrible pain in my chest as I was threw a few feet away. I looked over in disbelief to see the 'Ranger' with his pike extended fully between us. He had also been knocked away and now lay with about ten feet between us. He saw me laying there dazed and he forced himself to his feet painfully.
"Neroon, what the bloody hell is going on?" The brown-haired man asked me loudly as I got to my feet as well. I ignored his question, knowing it for the trick it was, and took the fallen Minbari's denn'dok. I was even more furious that the traitor was from the Warrior Caste. I extended my denn'bok and strode toward my kidnapper. For a second it looked like the others in the room would intervene when with a raised hand the human stayed them. He was watching me cautiously, waiting to see what I would do. "No one is to interfere."
With that assurance I attacked hoping to surprise him. I underestimated his abilities however, for he blocked and parried my blow expertly. In between defending himself he glared at the doctor.
"What is the matter with him?" He asked breathlessly, keeping his full attention on deflecting all of my attacks. "Could it be the Shadows?"
"I do not know. He was too violent for me to run any tests. He doesn't seem to know where he is though." The doctor that I spoke to earlier explained. I stopped advancing for a moment to glare at the enemy.
"If you think that these mind games will save you, you obviously have never heard of me." I sneered disdainfully.
"Neroon, damn it! Try to think rationally." The Anla'shoc spoke heatedly, clearly frustrated. "If I was really your enemy why wouldn't I just kill you where you stand?"
"You obviously want me alive for some other reason, then." I answered stubbornly.
"Of course I want you alive! You're our ally, Neroon."
"You dare to insinuate that I am a traitor to my people!" I bellowed irately. Attacking the Anla'shoc furiously, I began getting hit after hit through his defenses. "I would never betray my people. I do not know how you managed to capture me, but I promise you that whatever your plan is it will fail."
Before I could continued I was suddenly beset upon by a whirling dervish as the human attacked, twisting and turning swiftly. He happened to get a lucky hit to the back of my head, where I was already injured causing my to collapse as pain dimmed my vision leaving my weak. Before I could attack again I felt a needle pressed into my arm and I fell into darkness once again.
Disclaimer: I neither own nor created the character of Marcus, Neroon, Babylon 5, etc… No infringement is intended.
Rating: PG-13 (possibly R in later chapters) for m/m situations and violence. SLASH. If this offends you read no further. Thank you kindly.
Awakening to Chaos
I was surrounded in darkness, unaware of my surrounding for only Valen knows how long, before I became aware of a humming. When I tried to listen to it and find out where it was coming from, the humming became voice speaking so softly I couldn't make out what they were saying. As I listened carefully, I became a bit more aware of my surroundings. I began to feel a light pain in my side as well as a pressure on my left hand. It was only after it had left that I realized its significance.
From there I continued to flout about in my arm cushion of nothingness until the voice started to get louder until finally I was pulled awake by a loud continuous beeping that started to aggravate me. I wanted more then anything to close my eyes again when I opened them only to be confronted with blinding lights and deafening sounds. While I was preoccupied keeping my head from exploding someone came towards me looking greatly relieved.
"It is good to have you back with us Satai." The Minbari gushed happily, while I continued to stare about me in a confused manner.
"Who are you?" I asked as imperviously as I could, considering I was in an unknown facility with an unknown Minbari doctor. "Where am I being held?"
When the doctor simply stared at me in concern I got more agitated by his silence. I tried to sit up, when the doctor seemed to get over his shock and forced me back down. I growl furiously at my own weakness and demanded to known what had been done to me.
"Calm yourself, Satai." The doctor began speaking soothingly. "You are on White Star 7. You were injured fighting the Shadows and were immediately brought here. You have a few broken ribs, a concussion and a burn on most of your left arm. You will heal in time, but you must be patient."
[Screw patience. I want to know what is going on!]
"Who is captaining this ship?" I glared menacingly, staring down the good doctor.
"Er, Anla'shoc Cole." The doctor answered, seemingly upset by my hostile attitude. "Now if you would lay down and try to stay calm… You are only going to injure yourself further with this display."
"I wish to speak to the Anla'shoc now." I ordered ignoring his suggestion completely, desperately trying to get a firm grasp of what was going on.
"Very well. I will call for him." The doctor agreed enthusiastically before walking away mumbling. "Let the Anla'shoc deal with you."
Without the doctor keeping me occupied I observed the medical bay. It was quite full with many Centauri and even other Minbari, although none that I recognized immediately. There were many seriously injured patients and the doctors had their hands full treating all of them. I was brought out of my musing by a cleared throat on the other side of my bed. I whipped my head back around, furious at myself for my inattention, only to stop in shock by what I saw.
Standing before me was a human wearing an Anla'shoc uniform complete with a pike at his waist. He stood confidently and as I looked into his eyes I noticed the determination in them. Before the vermin could move to attack me however I was out of bed and had tackled him to the ground.
I ignored the pain of my ribs as they ground into each other and my vision swam as I wrapped my hands around the human's throat. I heard shouting from behind me, but ignored them as I tightened my grip. I was fully prepared to die killing the enemy. That is the way of the Warrior Caste. The dark-haired man beneath me was rapidly turning purple when the first person attacked me from behind. I assumed it was a Minbari from their strength as they tried to unseat me from my prey.
"Traitor." I sneered in my native language, causing my attacked to pause for a second giving me the upper-hand. I slammed my head into their bone crest and they fell before me unconscious before me.
Unfortunately as I was distracted the human before me was busy as well. As soon as I turned my gaze back to the rapidly weakening human I was knocked away viciously without warning. I felt a terrible pain in my chest as I was threw a few feet away. I looked over in disbelief to see the 'Ranger' with his pike extended fully between us. He had also been knocked away and now lay with about ten feet between us. He saw me laying there dazed and he forced himself to his feet painfully.
"Neroon, what the bloody hell is going on?" The brown-haired man asked me loudly as I got to my feet as well. I ignored his question, knowing it for the trick it was, and took the fallen Minbari's denn'dok. I was even more furious that the traitor was from the Warrior Caste. I extended my denn'bok and strode toward my kidnapper. For a second it looked like the others in the room would intervene when with a raised hand the human stayed them. He was watching me cautiously, waiting to see what I would do. "No one is to interfere."
With that assurance I attacked hoping to surprise him. I underestimated his abilities however, for he blocked and parried my blow expertly. In between defending himself he glared at the doctor.
"What is the matter with him?" He asked breathlessly, keeping his full attention on deflecting all of my attacks. "Could it be the Shadows?"
"I do not know. He was too violent for me to run any tests. He doesn't seem to know where he is though." The doctor that I spoke to earlier explained. I stopped advancing for a moment to glare at the enemy.
"If you think that these mind games will save you, you obviously have never heard of me." I sneered disdainfully.
"Neroon, damn it! Try to think rationally." The Anla'shoc spoke heatedly, clearly frustrated. "If I was really your enemy why wouldn't I just kill you where you stand?"
"You obviously want me alive for some other reason, then." I answered stubbornly.
"Of course I want you alive! You're our ally, Neroon."
"You dare to insinuate that I am a traitor to my people!" I bellowed irately. Attacking the Anla'shoc furiously, I began getting hit after hit through his defenses. "I would never betray my people. I do not know how you managed to capture me, but I promise you that whatever your plan is it will fail."
Before I could continued I was suddenly beset upon by a whirling dervish as the human attacked, twisting and turning swiftly. He happened to get a lucky hit to the back of my head, where I was already injured causing my to collapse as pain dimmed my vision leaving my weak. Before I could attack again I felt a needle pressed into my arm and I fell into darkness once again.