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Harper's feet thudded down the corridor furiously. He was headed for the Maru. He wasn't sure what he was going to do when he got there but he'd figure it out. Piloting didn't look that hard. Frankly, if he smashed the Maru in to the nearest asteroid he wouldn't care. People suck! Magog suck! Uber's suck! Even purple pixie's suck! He had never wanted to smash something so bad before in his life.
He didn't see Tyr till it was to late. His nose quickly met chain mail and he was on the ground.
"Omphff." Complained Harper. Freaking Uber's! They were always in his way! Harper felt his heart beat even faster and he snarled at Tyr. Harper leapt to his feet and tried to make a dash around giant in his way but Tyr grabbed his arm. Harper struggled but couldn't break Tyr's grip. "LET GO!" He pounded his fists on Tyr's out-stretched arm with little success.
"What's wrong? Where are you going?" questioned Tyr calmly.
"I said LET GO!" Harper struck out again, this time with both legs and feet. Tyr seemed to give up trying to talk to him and started bodily dragging him down the hallway.
Rommie appeared before them. "Tyr!? What are you doing?"
"Out of my way ship!"
"I'm informing Captain hunt!"
"You do that." He growled in reply and continued to drag Harper down the corridor.
Harper's arm hurt where Tyr gripped it. "NO!" Harper screamed again. Flash backs of Dionysus' torture sessions consumed him. In his mind was back in that cold dark room, alone with the Nietzschean. "I'm not hungry! I'm sorry! I won't do it again sir! Please! No! Let go!"
The grip on his arm loosened and he fought for freedom. Swearing and screaming like a banshee. The grip was quickly transferred to the collar at the back of his neck.
Unexpectedly, he felt the top half of his body plunge underwater. The water was cold and shocking. The grip on the back of his neck held him down. He kicked out but could find nothing to brace himself on and he struggled violently.
The arm pulled him up and he gasped for air. Quickly he was dunked back under again. He fought for a second more but his arms and legs grew weak.
It was then when the iron grip on his collar pulled him back up and dumped him unceremoniously in a puddle on the floor. He coughing and wheezing on the floor. It was then he took stock of where he was. He was sitting on floor by one of Trance's large fountains in the hydroponics bay. He wrapped his arms around him self as he started to shiver.
"Are you done your little temper tantrum?" Tyr asked him gruffly.
Water from his hair dripped down his face in to his eyes. He wiped at his eyes but did not reply.
"I asked you a question. Are you done?"
"Yeah," he managed mumbled back.
"Good, now are you going to tell me what that was all about?"
Harper shrugged.
Tyr reached forward. Harper tried to flinch away but he wasn't fast enough. Tyr grabbed his shirt and pulled him to his feet. "Talk to me." Ordered the Nietzschean as he set him on his feet.
Harper stuttered his words as he shivered. "I over heard them...B..Beka and the Magog. They aren't taking me back to earth." He stopped to sneeze. "They are taking me to an orphanage."
Tyr reached for some of Trance's towels. He put one around Seamus' shoulders and used a second one to run Harper's hair dry.
"They haven't mentioned this to you before?"
"N-no."
They both looked up as the sound of boots hitting the deck could be heard. Dylan jogged in to hydroponics with Beka on hid heels. "Tyr, what the hell is going on!" shouted Dylan.
"One moment and I will explain my actions."
Harper wasn't sure he could deal with anybody right now... he just wanted too be alone. He attempted to sneak off but Tyr quickly had him by the arm again. He was forced under one of Trance's grow lights. Tyr bent over slightly in an attempt to look Harper in the eyes. He raised his hand and pointed a finger at Harper's chest. "You will wait here. Don't make me look for you boy."
Harper nodded numbly and accepted the order with out question. As they group left Harper looked up at the grow light questionably. Did the Nietzschean expect him to grow? They were kind of dumb sometimes. But, not all of them were dumb. Harper had a feeling that Tyr fell in to the last category. He shrugged to himself. He had to admit it did feel nice and warm.
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Beka was already ranting before they even got out in to the hallway. "Tyr what the hell were you doing! Rommie said you tried to drown him! He's already terrified of his own shadow do you think that really helped!"
"Hush, women, he's fine. You're the one that set him of in a panic. I was just trying to get him to calm down." Tyr watched as Beka gasped with out rage. The fire in her icy blue eyes grew to a roar. He admired her passion even if it was misplaced.
"What!?" Exclaimed Beka.
"Alright, wait a minute here." Interjected the Captain. "Tyr, explain to me how drowning someone makes them calmer. Because, it sure doesn't make sense to me."
Tyr didn't like having to explain his actions to either of them. The boy was fine couldn't they see that. He rubbed his hand over his face, as he attempted to mince his words. "He over heard the good Captain Valentine talking with the Reverend. He knows of your plans to send him away."
"Oh, no," gasped Beka. "I was going to talk to him about that."
"He was racing through the corridor's a fury and I intercepted him. I dunked him in the water to cool him off." Continued Tyr.
Dylan rubbed his chin as he thought. "Did he open up to you?"
"No," grunted Tyr. "I imagine he doesn't trust anyone enough to do that. But, he will talk to me if I ask him the right questions. He's used to following orders, especially from Nietzscheans. But, just because he responds does not mean he trusts me. I do believe I can help him given the opportunity."
"Why? Why would you help him Tyr? What's your motive?" questioned Beka.
Tyr merely shrugged. "He intrigues me. The Kodiak prided them selves on their children strengths. This boy has strength. Since, he is not Nietzschean I find him a bit of anomaly. Besides, he lived on earth. Maybe he has some inside knowledge to the coming and go of the Drago Katsov."
Tyr waited as Captain Hunt thought it over. "He shouldn't stay.... A warship is no place for a child. But, you do have a good point. He may know something about the Drago Katsov. Maybe, he could help us out. Also he has done remarkably well with the few repairs I have given him lately. He's even improved on a few things." The Captain paused to think. "Beka, have found an alternative place for Mr. Harper to live?"
Beka nodded. "Yeah, Rev has this friend who takes in kids. It's about two days from here. But, Dylan, we can't just use him for his information. He has to stay with us or leave. He's already been torn apart so much. What he needs more then anything is stability. We're the ones that dropped in on him. It's not fair. We really should talk this over with him."
Dylan sighed. "Let me talk to Rev's friend and see what he has to say. Maybe he can offer some insight. Give me sometime to think about this and I'll talk to Mister Harper myself when I have an answer. Until then Tyr you're responsible for him. If and I mean if it's decided he stays, we'll have to look in to the legalities of guardianship. I don't think a boy has ever been adopted by a warship before."
Beka gave a small smirk. "I don't know, maybe it's something more. Harper seems quite taken by Rommie. But, she's to old for him anyway."
There was a loud. "Hmmph." That came from the eavesdropping ship.
"Fine," replied Tyr impatiently. He was sick of this banter and he returned to the Hydroponics bay without dismissal. He could work with the boy. That's all he needed to know for as always Tyr had he own agenda.
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Trance hummed happily to herself as she watered the bonsai that sat on her table in her quarters.
She had misted his leaves and freshened up the dirt. It gave off a bright green glow and she smiled at it contentedly. She took a step back so she could admire her work. The tree was beautifully shaped, healthy and strong.
Then there was a small noise. It was so quiet she wasn't even sure she could call it a sound. A vibration of foreboding swept through her.
The noise repeated this time much more audibly. There was a cracking noise.
Then as if time it self slowed down she watched as one of the main branched of the tree peeled it's self off from it's base.
"Oh no!" Gasped Trance as the branch tumbled slowly through the air. The Branch began to wither, as it got closer to the ground. Finally after what seemed like forever a fine film of dust drifted to the ground. Trance crouched down letting her fingers trace through the dust of what was once a part of a vibrant beautiful plant.
Things were about to change, drastically and violently.
"This can not be good." She whispered.
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TBC
Muhahahahaha. Stay tuned things will be a ch-ch-changing.
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Harper's feet thudded down the corridor furiously. He was headed for the Maru. He wasn't sure what he was going to do when he got there but he'd figure it out. Piloting didn't look that hard. Frankly, if he smashed the Maru in to the nearest asteroid he wouldn't care. People suck! Magog suck! Uber's suck! Even purple pixie's suck! He had never wanted to smash something so bad before in his life.
He didn't see Tyr till it was to late. His nose quickly met chain mail and he was on the ground.
"Omphff." Complained Harper. Freaking Uber's! They were always in his way! Harper felt his heart beat even faster and he snarled at Tyr. Harper leapt to his feet and tried to make a dash around giant in his way but Tyr grabbed his arm. Harper struggled but couldn't break Tyr's grip. "LET GO!" He pounded his fists on Tyr's out-stretched arm with little success.
"What's wrong? Where are you going?" questioned Tyr calmly.
"I said LET GO!" Harper struck out again, this time with both legs and feet. Tyr seemed to give up trying to talk to him and started bodily dragging him down the hallway.
Rommie appeared before them. "Tyr!? What are you doing?"
"Out of my way ship!"
"I'm informing Captain hunt!"
"You do that." He growled in reply and continued to drag Harper down the corridor.
Harper's arm hurt where Tyr gripped it. "NO!" Harper screamed again. Flash backs of Dionysus' torture sessions consumed him. In his mind was back in that cold dark room, alone with the Nietzschean. "I'm not hungry! I'm sorry! I won't do it again sir! Please! No! Let go!"
The grip on his arm loosened and he fought for freedom. Swearing and screaming like a banshee. The grip was quickly transferred to the collar at the back of his neck.
Unexpectedly, he felt the top half of his body plunge underwater. The water was cold and shocking. The grip on the back of his neck held him down. He kicked out but could find nothing to brace himself on and he struggled violently.
The arm pulled him up and he gasped for air. Quickly he was dunked back under again. He fought for a second more but his arms and legs grew weak.
It was then when the iron grip on his collar pulled him back up and dumped him unceremoniously in a puddle on the floor. He coughing and wheezing on the floor. It was then he took stock of where he was. He was sitting on floor by one of Trance's large fountains in the hydroponics bay. He wrapped his arms around him self as he started to shiver.
"Are you done your little temper tantrum?" Tyr asked him gruffly.
Water from his hair dripped down his face in to his eyes. He wiped at his eyes but did not reply.
"I asked you a question. Are you done?"
"Yeah," he managed mumbled back.
"Good, now are you going to tell me what that was all about?"
Harper shrugged.
Tyr reached forward. Harper tried to flinch away but he wasn't fast enough. Tyr grabbed his shirt and pulled him to his feet. "Talk to me." Ordered the Nietzschean as he set him on his feet.
Harper stuttered his words as he shivered. "I over heard them...B..Beka and the Magog. They aren't taking me back to earth." He stopped to sneeze. "They are taking me to an orphanage."
Tyr reached for some of Trance's towels. He put one around Seamus' shoulders and used a second one to run Harper's hair dry.
"They haven't mentioned this to you before?"
"N-no."
They both looked up as the sound of boots hitting the deck could be heard. Dylan jogged in to hydroponics with Beka on hid heels. "Tyr, what the hell is going on!" shouted Dylan.
"One moment and I will explain my actions."
Harper wasn't sure he could deal with anybody right now... he just wanted too be alone. He attempted to sneak off but Tyr quickly had him by the arm again. He was forced under one of Trance's grow lights. Tyr bent over slightly in an attempt to look Harper in the eyes. He raised his hand and pointed a finger at Harper's chest. "You will wait here. Don't make me look for you boy."
Harper nodded numbly and accepted the order with out question. As they group left Harper looked up at the grow light questionably. Did the Nietzschean expect him to grow? They were kind of dumb sometimes. But, not all of them were dumb. Harper had a feeling that Tyr fell in to the last category. He shrugged to himself. He had to admit it did feel nice and warm.
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Beka was already ranting before they even got out in to the hallway. "Tyr what the hell were you doing! Rommie said you tried to drown him! He's already terrified of his own shadow do you think that really helped!"
"Hush, women, he's fine. You're the one that set him of in a panic. I was just trying to get him to calm down." Tyr watched as Beka gasped with out rage. The fire in her icy blue eyes grew to a roar. He admired her passion even if it was misplaced.
"What!?" Exclaimed Beka.
"Alright, wait a minute here." Interjected the Captain. "Tyr, explain to me how drowning someone makes them calmer. Because, it sure doesn't make sense to me."
Tyr didn't like having to explain his actions to either of them. The boy was fine couldn't they see that. He rubbed his hand over his face, as he attempted to mince his words. "He over heard the good Captain Valentine talking with the Reverend. He knows of your plans to send him away."
"Oh, no," gasped Beka. "I was going to talk to him about that."
"He was racing through the corridor's a fury and I intercepted him. I dunked him in the water to cool him off." Continued Tyr.
Dylan rubbed his chin as he thought. "Did he open up to you?"
"No," grunted Tyr. "I imagine he doesn't trust anyone enough to do that. But, he will talk to me if I ask him the right questions. He's used to following orders, especially from Nietzscheans. But, just because he responds does not mean he trusts me. I do believe I can help him given the opportunity."
"Why? Why would you help him Tyr? What's your motive?" questioned Beka.
Tyr merely shrugged. "He intrigues me. The Kodiak prided them selves on their children strengths. This boy has strength. Since, he is not Nietzschean I find him a bit of anomaly. Besides, he lived on earth. Maybe he has some inside knowledge to the coming and go of the Drago Katsov."
Tyr waited as Captain Hunt thought it over. "He shouldn't stay.... A warship is no place for a child. But, you do have a good point. He may know something about the Drago Katsov. Maybe, he could help us out. Also he has done remarkably well with the few repairs I have given him lately. He's even improved on a few things." The Captain paused to think. "Beka, have found an alternative place for Mr. Harper to live?"
Beka nodded. "Yeah, Rev has this friend who takes in kids. It's about two days from here. But, Dylan, we can't just use him for his information. He has to stay with us or leave. He's already been torn apart so much. What he needs more then anything is stability. We're the ones that dropped in on him. It's not fair. We really should talk this over with him."
Dylan sighed. "Let me talk to Rev's friend and see what he has to say. Maybe he can offer some insight. Give me sometime to think about this and I'll talk to Mister Harper myself when I have an answer. Until then Tyr you're responsible for him. If and I mean if it's decided he stays, we'll have to look in to the legalities of guardianship. I don't think a boy has ever been adopted by a warship before."
Beka gave a small smirk. "I don't know, maybe it's something more. Harper seems quite taken by Rommie. But, she's to old for him anyway."
There was a loud. "Hmmph." That came from the eavesdropping ship.
"Fine," replied Tyr impatiently. He was sick of this banter and he returned to the Hydroponics bay without dismissal. He could work with the boy. That's all he needed to know for as always Tyr had he own agenda.
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Trance hummed happily to herself as she watered the bonsai that sat on her table in her quarters.
She had misted his leaves and freshened up the dirt. It gave off a bright green glow and she smiled at it contentedly. She took a step back so she could admire her work. The tree was beautifully shaped, healthy and strong.
Then there was a small noise. It was so quiet she wasn't even sure she could call it a sound. A vibration of foreboding swept through her.
The noise repeated this time much more audibly. There was a cracking noise.
Then as if time it self slowed down she watched as one of the main branched of the tree peeled it's self off from it's base.
"Oh no!" Gasped Trance as the branch tumbled slowly through the air. The Branch began to wither, as it got closer to the ground. Finally after what seemed like forever a fine film of dust drifted to the ground. Trance crouched down letting her fingers trace through the dust of what was once a part of a vibrant beautiful plant.
Things were about to change, drastically and violently.
"This can not be good." She whispered.
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TBC
Muhahahahaha. Stay tuned things will be a ch-ch-changing.