In the Beginning 14/?
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.
A.N: This chapter didn't come out the exact way I wanted it, particularly the memories, but I guess it will do for now, until I rework it after it's completed.
A Stalemate
I could feel the human's quickened pulse underneath my arm where I held his neck. Both of our breathing sounded loud in the quiet of the room and I could tell that he was trying not to move, so as to provoke me further.
"Now I will ask one last time, and I expect an expedient answer, Marcus." I purred in my captive's ear, smirking as I felt him shiver against me. "Why am I being held on your ship, and how did I get captured?"
"You weren't captured." Marcus spoke hoarsely from my hold on his throat. "We were on a recognizance mission for Delenn-"
"Now I know you are lying. I would never take orders from that… zealot!" I sneered disdainfully, harshly turning the smaller human around in my grip so that he now faced me.
"It's true Neroon!" Marcus snarled in my face. "The Entil'zha-"
"What are you talking about?" I asked sharply. "Delenn isn't Entil'zha. What are you trying to accomplish with this treachery? Do you not think I will do what is necessary to get truthful answers from you?"
"Look, you were injured during a fire fight with the Shadows and got knocked about the head. This has caused you to suffer from memory lapses. You were not captured… we are your allies and the reason you were in medical was to heal you, not experiment on you."
The human watched me cautious of my reaction. I stared at the human who was blinking at me in all innocence before I tightened my hold on him and pulled me snuggly against me. I couldn't tell anything from his impassive expression so I decided to risk revealing one of my well-kept secrets in order to find out if the Anla'shok was speaking the truth.
I am a very low-level touch telepath, one of the few left on Minbar who is not in the Religious Caste. Unlike most of our telepaths, I need skin on skin contact in order to scan someone's mind, and even then I only get feelings and impressions unless I am looking for something specific.
It was only when I felt the human struggling was I brought out of my thoughts. I guess he was disturbed to be held against me so tightly that he couldn't even give a token protest, let alone hope to launch a defense to what ever I was planning to do to him. The human was trying to trip me by putting pressure on the back of my knee, so I merely stepped between his flailing legs and pulled him more securely against my chest so that his upper body was immobile.
"Calm yourself, Anla'shok. I am merely going to scan you to see in you are being honest with me." I murmured somewhat reassuringly in his ear, all the while cursing my seeming soft spot for this particular human.
If I had found any other human, especially one that had captured me and then proceeded to experiment on me, I would have killed him at the first opportune moment. I now hold the small human at my mercy and I find that I want to believe his outrageous story. I suppose if it is false I will still have plenty of time for vengeance after all. I placed my palm against the side of his neck, just over his pulse point, feeling it jumping under my hand as the human forced himself not to attempt to move away. I gently caressed the vulnerable curve of his neck trying to sooth the fearful beating underneath.
"Be calm. If you are being truthful you have nothing to fear from me." I spoke softly, as I gently entered Marcus' mind.
I have found that entering another's mind without their full consent can be painful for all involved. I've had one such experience during the war, and assumed that this would be no different. I was deeply surprised when I entered therefore, when not only was I not forced away, but somewhat welcomed passed his defenses. As I moved further inside a swirl of thoughts and emotions hit me without warning.
I was nearly knocked out of Marcus' mind from the sheer level of feeling I came upon. I felt concern, fear, worry, love and joy; all directed at me. It seems there was more things the Ranger was hiding from me after all. I reluctantly left the warm cushion of Marcus' feelings and waded further into his memories. Since I did not know precisely where his memories of me where I started sifting gently through them.
[His parents on living with his brother and him on Arisa.]
[Willie left to join the Rangers.]
[Learning to run a mining colony.]
[Bitterness at William for leaving him to run the colony by himself.]
[Meeting Hasina for the first time.]
[Willie's warning about the Shadows, and Marcus' subsequent derision.]
[The destruction of his homeworld.]
[Carry information to Babylon 5.]
[His first look at Susan.]
[When Susan rejected him.]
[Fighting in Downbelow, trying to protect Delenn from… him.]
[Laughing in Medical after the Denn'sha.]
[Seeing himself as he walked with Michael toward Marcus in darkened corridor.]
[The debriefing about the Shadows.]
[Orders about the mission to Centauri Prime.]
[The firefight with the Shadow vessels. Seeing himself hit by the exploding console and Marcus subsequent reaction.]
[Marcus sitting by his side holding his hand while he was unconscious, looking pale and lifeless.]
I gently disengaged myself from Marcus' mind, still in shock from what I learned, but not before I sent a calming wave of happiness towards Marcus. It was like a mental hug, which he returned three fold. I stared at him blinking; a bit disoriented from my mind walk, having found the knowledge I sought. Now I had no idea what I would do with the information I found.
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.
A.N: This chapter didn't come out the exact way I wanted it, particularly the memories, but I guess it will do for now, until I rework it after it's completed.
A Stalemate
I could feel the human's quickened pulse underneath my arm where I held his neck. Both of our breathing sounded loud in the quiet of the room and I could tell that he was trying not to move, so as to provoke me further.
"Now I will ask one last time, and I expect an expedient answer, Marcus." I purred in my captive's ear, smirking as I felt him shiver against me. "Why am I being held on your ship, and how did I get captured?"
"You weren't captured." Marcus spoke hoarsely from my hold on his throat. "We were on a recognizance mission for Delenn-"
"Now I know you are lying. I would never take orders from that… zealot!" I sneered disdainfully, harshly turning the smaller human around in my grip so that he now faced me.
"It's true Neroon!" Marcus snarled in my face. "The Entil'zha-"
"What are you talking about?" I asked sharply. "Delenn isn't Entil'zha. What are you trying to accomplish with this treachery? Do you not think I will do what is necessary to get truthful answers from you?"
"Look, you were injured during a fire fight with the Shadows and got knocked about the head. This has caused you to suffer from memory lapses. You were not captured… we are your allies and the reason you were in medical was to heal you, not experiment on you."
The human watched me cautious of my reaction. I stared at the human who was blinking at me in all innocence before I tightened my hold on him and pulled me snuggly against me. I couldn't tell anything from his impassive expression so I decided to risk revealing one of my well-kept secrets in order to find out if the Anla'shok was speaking the truth.
I am a very low-level touch telepath, one of the few left on Minbar who is not in the Religious Caste. Unlike most of our telepaths, I need skin on skin contact in order to scan someone's mind, and even then I only get feelings and impressions unless I am looking for something specific.
It was only when I felt the human struggling was I brought out of my thoughts. I guess he was disturbed to be held against me so tightly that he couldn't even give a token protest, let alone hope to launch a defense to what ever I was planning to do to him. The human was trying to trip me by putting pressure on the back of my knee, so I merely stepped between his flailing legs and pulled him more securely against my chest so that his upper body was immobile.
"Calm yourself, Anla'shok. I am merely going to scan you to see in you are being honest with me." I murmured somewhat reassuringly in his ear, all the while cursing my seeming soft spot for this particular human.
If I had found any other human, especially one that had captured me and then proceeded to experiment on me, I would have killed him at the first opportune moment. I now hold the small human at my mercy and I find that I want to believe his outrageous story. I suppose if it is false I will still have plenty of time for vengeance after all. I placed my palm against the side of his neck, just over his pulse point, feeling it jumping under my hand as the human forced himself not to attempt to move away. I gently caressed the vulnerable curve of his neck trying to sooth the fearful beating underneath.
"Be calm. If you are being truthful you have nothing to fear from me." I spoke softly, as I gently entered Marcus' mind.
I have found that entering another's mind without their full consent can be painful for all involved. I've had one such experience during the war, and assumed that this would be no different. I was deeply surprised when I entered therefore, when not only was I not forced away, but somewhat welcomed passed his defenses. As I moved further inside a swirl of thoughts and emotions hit me without warning.
I was nearly knocked out of Marcus' mind from the sheer level of feeling I came upon. I felt concern, fear, worry, love and joy; all directed at me. It seems there was more things the Ranger was hiding from me after all. I reluctantly left the warm cushion of Marcus' feelings and waded further into his memories. Since I did not know precisely where his memories of me where I started sifting gently through them.
[His parents on living with his brother and him on Arisa.]
[Willie left to join the Rangers.]
[Learning to run a mining colony.]
[Bitterness at William for leaving him to run the colony by himself.]
[Meeting Hasina for the first time.]
[Willie's warning about the Shadows, and Marcus' subsequent derision.]
[The destruction of his homeworld.]
[Carry information to Babylon 5.]
[His first look at Susan.]
[When Susan rejected him.]
[Fighting in Downbelow, trying to protect Delenn from… him.]
[Laughing in Medical after the Denn'sha.]
[Seeing himself as he walked with Michael toward Marcus in darkened corridor.]
[The debriefing about the Shadows.]
[Orders about the mission to Centauri Prime.]
[The firefight with the Shadow vessels. Seeing himself hit by the exploding console and Marcus subsequent reaction.]
[Marcus sitting by his side holding his hand while he was unconscious, looking pale and lifeless.]
I gently disengaged myself from Marcus' mind, still in shock from what I learned, but not before I sent a calming wave of happiness towards Marcus. It was like a mental hug, which he returned three fold. I stared at him blinking; a bit disoriented from my mind walk, having found the knowledge I sought. Now I had no idea what I would do with the information I found.