Title: Dylan wasn't the only one

Summary: Dylan wasn't the only one to survive the event horizon. Story is set three years after the event horizon. Rated for future languages. AU.

Authors: Awohali, Terran

Rating: PG-13

Authors note: Ga Heris not Telemachus.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Andromeda or it's characters.

Suddenly Andromeda sounds the intruder alert.

Rhone: Intruders. How.

Before she finishes that thought the Andromeda is shut down to minimal power and a Nietzschean comes into the room. A gun pointed a Harper. Before Rhone can think her bone blades come out and are buried in the Nietzschean. He's dead before he hit's the ground. Rhone just looks at the dead Nietzschean.

Harper: Rhone you...

Rhone: I... killed him. I... didn't.

Harper: You saved me.

Rhone looks up.

Rhone: Of course. Why wouldn't I?

Four more Nietzschean come into the room. Rhone stands infront of Harper prepared to fight. They see the dead Nietzschean. Rhone recognizes something on their jackets.

Rhone: I am Rhone of Linncex out of Metara. Stop now.

The Nietzscheans stop and start to bow. Rhone looks at Harper slightly confused.

Rhone: Tell the others to stop.

One Nietzschean steps forward.

Nietzschean: I am Torum of Maren out of Xela. As you wish my lady.

Harper looks at Rhone weird. Torum reaches up to hit Harper. Rhone catches his arm.

Rhone: You hit him I kill you.

Torum: I'm sorry my lady. Your slave will not be hit, if not by your own hand.

Rhone: I like his face it will not be touched.

Torum: Yes my lady. As you wish. If I may be so bold, where is lady Terran if she still travels with you.

Rhone: Terran is somewhere I don't care. Leave.

Torum: Yes my lady.

Screen beside Torum comes on.

Rhone: Wait.

Terran: This is odd, but it works.

Rhone: Hmm. Where are you at?

Terran: I'm on the command deck.

Rhone: She's on the command deck, now leave.

The Nietzscheans leave. Harper looks at Rhone.

Harper: How are you royalty?

Rhone: I don't know. I recognized something on their jackets. My biological parents always talked about how that symbol was great power over the Dragans. They told me to recite my title when I see it. I did and that's what happened.

Harper: What? How over the Dragans? The Dragans are blood thirsty killers.

Rhone looks at her feet.

Harper: Rhone?

Rhone looks up.

Rhone: I'm not.

Harper: You're not what?

Rhone: A blood thirsty killer.

Realization dawned on Harper.

Harper: You're a Dragan?

Rhone nods. Harper looks at her.

Harper: You are in no way a blood thirsty Dragan. Now Terran on the other hand.

Rhone looks up and smiles. She thinks for a second.

Rhone: Harper one of those Nietzscheans wasn't a complete idiot and knew that you weren't my slave. You have to leave.

TBC