Sorry for the delay on this one folks... I have a RL writing project on the horizon. It is due this week so once that's done I should be more regular with my updates. Thanks for sticking with me on this one. Sorry this one is also not Beta read...I'll try to come back and fix the Typos later. ((hugs))

Harper sat quietly in the back of the shuddering slipfighter. Tyr had barley directed his way out of the launch bay in to open space. They had been pursued but the small slipfighter was much faster then the larger swarm ships. Still it didn't stop them from taking a few hits.

He felt drowsy as some of the adrenaline left his body and he shivered. This was much smaller then any ship he had been in before. He felt a little to close to the vastness of space. He but his hands against the window, it felt cold and he shuddered.

He wondered about Beka and Trance. He wondered if the Magog were eating them or infesting them. Harper shuddered despite himself. They had left him. Just like everyone else. He wiped at an arrant tear the leaked from his eye. Once again he felt like he had been abducted. He wished fervently that this was all a bad dream and that he would wake up and his Mom and Dad would be there. They would play on the beach and laugh. Raven would looks for pretty rocks and Fergus would try impossibly to skip rocks off the whitecapped waves.

Harper straightened up with a gasp. He must have fallen asleep. He blinked blearily he was still on the slipfighter. There was no hiding his disappointment. Tyr sat silent before him. Seamus studied the back of his had for a moment. Why had Tyr come back for him? He was just a worthless earth punk.

"Tyr?"

"Yes, boy?"

"Where are we going?"

"I have an appointment."

"Oh." They sat in silence for a moment or two more. Harper's thoughts raced a mile a minute. This didn't make sense. "Why am I going? What about Beka and Trance?"

Tyr growled his frustration evident. . "Must you question everything."

Harper thought about it a minute. "Umm, yeah. It's what I do."

Tyr's only reply was to thrust the small ships' controllers forward as they entered slipstream.

The feeling was breath taking. Harper had been through slipstream many times both on the Maru and the Andromeda. Being on the slipfighter though was a completely different experience. The little vessel flipped and dart about as light streamed past them. He felt like he could reach out and touch the vivid streaks of light. The ship gave a final flip and burst out in to open space.

"Wow!!!" Harper gasped. "That was great! What a rush! That was so cool."

"Enough of your jabbering boy. I need to think." Tyr barked at him.

Harper frowned but fell in to silence. He was nervous. So far Tyr had treated him decently but Tyr was still a Nietzschean and anything could happen. He had never been a slave but the short amount of time he had spent with Dionysus convinced him that he never wanted to be one. On earth though it was inevitable soon as you were old enough you were taken. Sometime you came back some times you didn't.

"Are we going back to the Andromeda after?"

"I don't think there will be much to go back to." Replied Tyr seriously and with some regret.

Harper looked sadly out the window. Maybe it was his destiny that all things that he loved were destroyed. Maybe his existence was a curse, just like Dionysus had said. Harper suddenly pressed his nose hard against the view port. "Tyr look! A planet! Look how close we are to it!"

"That's Sinti. It's where we are rendezvousing."

"You mean we are actually going to go to another planet!?" Harper couldn't believe it! Despite everything he couldn't help but be excited. "I've heard of them. Sometimes you can eve see the moon from earth but I never expected to see one this close. Are we actually going there? Are there green aliens there? Ones with big eyes? Is it an ice planet? Or maybe we have to go underwater and everyone live in bubbles or..." Harper stopped for a moment as Tyr seemed to be ignoring him anyway and he changed his line of questions. "Tyr why did you bring me?"

"Time will tell little man ... time will tell."

Beka removed some of the debris from where they had stashed Seamus. She got that funny prickling feeling that was something was wrong. The more time she took removing the barricade the worse the feeling got. Maybe she had just been hanging around with Trance too much.

The thought no sooner crossed her mind when the young purple girl bounded around the corner with excitement. "I scouted just like you said but I didn't find any nasty old Magog. But I did find something else!"

"Trance." Replied Beka wearily. "What is it?"

Trance sprinted down the corridor and reached around the corner. Trance pulled hard and a very damaged stepped forward. Sparks shot from her abdomen and she had more then one hole that ran right through her body.

"Beeeeekkka?" Rommie's android voice squawked and echoed against the bulkhead with an unearthly vibrato.

Beka fought tears as she rushed forward to embrace the android. "Rommie we thought you were out of commission!"

"Wasss. Improvements made by Seamus Harper and Professor Hohne. Self repair initiated."

Trance practically glowed with happiness. "She's fixing herself."

"Yessss. Still takes time. Adjustment will need to be made. Later." Rommie voice popped and whirred as she spoke.

"Well Harper is here. He'll help you we just need to get him out." Beka smiled feeling as finally the tide was turning.

"No."

"What?" Beka questioned Rommie her hope quickly fading.

"Seamus Harper left with Tyr Anasazi. Magog only and you two. No more life signs...aboard me."

Tyr landed the slipfighter with a practiced ease. As the canopy lifted and Tyr hopped out Harper was all eyes. There was almost too much to take in. There were aliens but they mostly looked like Hohne. There were exotic smells and sounds. Lights flashed as some smaller Persieds perhaps children played with an electronic toy.

Tyr had to wave a hand in front of his face to get his attention.

"Huh, what?"

"I said, how is your leg can you walk now?"

He wasn't sure actually. If you broke your leg on earth there was a good chance it never got better. He flexed it a little it felt stiff and sore but strong. Things sure were different in space. "I think so."

Tyr helped him down the side of the fighter. He braced himself and found happily it bore his weight. He took another step forward and winced. It would hold him but it wasn't a hundred percent yet. The pain was quickly forgotten as the state of his surroundings caught his attention again. He hobbled forward. "Tyr did you see that guy!? He was green and orange! I didn't think aliens could be more then one colour!?"

Tyr stepped forward and knelt in front of the boy. "I need you to pay attention to me."

"Um, sure what?" replied Harper looking distractedly over Tyr's shoulder.

Tyr grabbed his chin. "Listen to me boy we are here for a purpose. I have a job for you."

Harper focused then. "For me?"

"I need you to play along and have faith that I will not abandon you. No matter what it seems like I will take care of you. I need you as much as you need me."

"What do you want me to do?" Harper was hesitant.

"Do you believe me? Do you think you can have faith in me?"

"Why does everyone always ask me to trust them? Can I do what you need me to do with out me trusting you?

Tyr laughed. "I guess essential to no, but I will need you to play along."

"I guess I can pretend to trust you."

Tyr smiled once again. "I'm afraid that's not enough" Tyr leaned forward and pushed Harper's head to the side.

Harper heard the hiss of an injector as he jerked his head away. "Hey!"

"I won't risk my life on your ability to act." Finished the Nietzschean.

The world suddenly seemed to have no up or down. Tyr grabbed his arm before he fell. He then felt himself being pulled forward but he could no longer tell by what as the spaceport turned in to a psychedelic kaleidoscope.

TBC