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Tyr snorted, "Why would he be of any worth to you? Your petty revenge will not bring your brother back. I have no time for games Dionysus!"
Dionysus sat back in his chair and picked at some food on the table. "Then give me the codes and the Kludge and be on your way."
"I can not and will not."
Dionysus stiffened angrily. "Then we have no deal."
Tyr stepped forward. With an angry swipe of his arm he sent Dionysus' food clattering to the floor.
Dionysus leapt to his feet the two Nietzscheans stood inches from each other. Tyr could smell the other's foul breath but he did not flinch. "He is not mine and I can not and will not use him as a pawn." Dionysus met him unwavering, "Then we have no deal. I do not trust you or your kind Anasazi! This boy is no half-wit. I can smell the drugs coursing through his system. You insult my intelligence. You are protecting him. Your defense of him proves it. You Kodiaks were always simpleminded."
A small sinister smile crossed Tyr's lips then. "The Kodiaks were not simple minded. Our only fault was that we cared and trusted too much. We wanted so badly to unite the Nietzschean race. We were not simple minded we were visionaries. But I see the truth. The one my people were blinded to."
"And what is that truth Tyr? "replied Dionysus sarcastically.
Tyr pulled out a knife that had been hidden in his waste band and sunk it quickly and neatly in to Dionysus' throat.
Dionysus struggled but made no noise other then the sound of blood gurgling from his body.
Tyr did not remove the knife and kept his hand tight on the hilt. "The truth is Sir, in order to unite a people so they are strong and unbreakable one must first remove the weak links. Your arrogance and your assumptions have made you weak... and now they have made you dead.
Tyr pulled the knife free. Dionysus's eyes glazed over and he fell to the ground with out a sound.
Tyr stood over the body for a moment looking at it impassively.
Harper slowly crawled over it and poked the corpses face. He quickly pulled back seemingly expecting a reaction.
"I assure you he is quite dead." Confirmed Tyr.
Harper looked up at him with unsure eyes. "You knew what he did to me?"
"Not at first, I only had my suspicions. I could tell by the way you talked the way you reacted where you were from. I had hints of where he had been taking up residence. You we're dropped in to my lap like a gift. You we're an opportunity I could not pass up. Yet, I wasn't sure. That day in the mess hall you confirmed what I wanted to know. You we're tortured with food. I only know one person who did this. I knew whose hand wielded your pain. You were not the first to be treated this way."
Harper nodded. "Thank you."
Tyr looked at the boy surprised. "I didn't do this for you. I was revenging my family... I came here to reclaim what is mine."
"I know." Harper whispered. "But still...thank you."
Tyr stared at the boy. He had stolen the boy from those who had cared about him. He had hit him and drugged him. Now the child thanked him for it. "You are anomaly."
A small smile crept across Harper's face. "Mediocrity was never my strong suit."
Tyr laughed out loud. He then stepped forward pulling the boy to his feet. He then searched Dionysus's body. After a moment Tyr produced a chip that contained the coordinates of where the Progenitor's bones were being hidden. Tyr could help but smile. It had been a good day. Tyr clapped Harper on the shoulder heartily nearly knocking the smaller being over. "I've got what I came for. Let's leave this compost for the worms."
The boy stepped up to the body and after giving it a swift kick followed Tyr unsteadily out the door.
Beka swore loudly. "That double crossing, backstabbing, piece of..."
"Beka, really," Trance interjected. "That won't help."
"When I get my hands on him. If he hurt one hair on that kid's head I'll..."
This time it was Andromeda's damaged AI that cut off her rant. "C- communications repaired. Incoming mess-sage."
Beka quickly searched for a monitor that wasn't damaged. Maybe it was Harper. "Rommie, on screen," The irate Captain shouted over her shoulder.
The screen popped and fizzled but slowly an image appeared.
"Captain Valentine, I presume."
"Who they hell are you and what do you want!?" Replied Beka exasperated. I have no time for this!
"My name is Bloodmist and I think we will get to know each other quite well."
"Listen buddy if you don't get to the point..."
"I think you should take the time to listen to me, Captain as I am here to make you a deal."
"I have no time for this crap." Swore Beka as she balled her fist to hit the disconnect button.
"Captain Valentine, if you disconnect you will never see Captain Hunt again."
Beka fist stopped its downward motion inches from the button. "Let's hear what you got to say."
"I thought you might be interested." Cackled the Magog.
"What have you done?" questioned Rommie from over Beka's shoulder.
The Magog ignored her and continued to address Beka. "My master wishes to make a trade. Send the purple girl over to us and we will set your HighGuard relic free."
Beka resisted the urge to smash the monitor to pieces. Her voice was low and controlled when she replied. "You know there is no way I can do that."
The Magog sneered at her and he licked his pointed feral teeth. "You have two hours."
The screen flickered to black.
"Damnit!" Beka pounded her fist against the unresponding screen. What was she going to do? She certainly couldn't just hand over Trance. That wasn't an option. She also could let them kill Dylan. She had no idea what happened to Rev Bem. Rommie was damaged and not up to another battle yet. And every second she hesitated her chances of finding Tyr and Harper grew fainter and fainter. At least she had her lucky charm. Together she and Trance would figure something out.
Beka turned to face her friend. "Trance?"
Rommie's scared face frowned sadly. "She's al-already at the loading dock doors. I'm sorry B-eka I couldn't stop her. S-she's going to tra-de her self for Dylan."
TBC after Comic Con :p
Sorry if this needs to be beta read... and the formatting sucks
This site and I don't always get along
Tyr snorted, "Why would he be of any worth to you? Your petty revenge will not bring your brother back. I have no time for games Dionysus!"
Dionysus sat back in his chair and picked at some food on the table. "Then give me the codes and the Kludge and be on your way."
"I can not and will not."
Dionysus stiffened angrily. "Then we have no deal."
Tyr stepped forward. With an angry swipe of his arm he sent Dionysus' food clattering to the floor.
Dionysus leapt to his feet the two Nietzscheans stood inches from each other. Tyr could smell the other's foul breath but he did not flinch. "He is not mine and I can not and will not use him as a pawn." Dionysus met him unwavering, "Then we have no deal. I do not trust you or your kind Anasazi! This boy is no half-wit. I can smell the drugs coursing through his system. You insult my intelligence. You are protecting him. Your defense of him proves it. You Kodiaks were always simpleminded."
A small sinister smile crossed Tyr's lips then. "The Kodiaks were not simple minded. Our only fault was that we cared and trusted too much. We wanted so badly to unite the Nietzschean race. We were not simple minded we were visionaries. But I see the truth. The one my people were blinded to."
"And what is that truth Tyr? "replied Dionysus sarcastically.
Tyr pulled out a knife that had been hidden in his waste band and sunk it quickly and neatly in to Dionysus' throat.
Dionysus struggled but made no noise other then the sound of blood gurgling from his body.
Tyr did not remove the knife and kept his hand tight on the hilt. "The truth is Sir, in order to unite a people so they are strong and unbreakable one must first remove the weak links. Your arrogance and your assumptions have made you weak... and now they have made you dead.
Tyr pulled the knife free. Dionysus's eyes glazed over and he fell to the ground with out a sound.
Tyr stood over the body for a moment looking at it impassively.
Harper slowly crawled over it and poked the corpses face. He quickly pulled back seemingly expecting a reaction.
"I assure you he is quite dead." Confirmed Tyr.
Harper looked up at him with unsure eyes. "You knew what he did to me?"
"Not at first, I only had my suspicions. I could tell by the way you talked the way you reacted where you were from. I had hints of where he had been taking up residence. You we're dropped in to my lap like a gift. You we're an opportunity I could not pass up. Yet, I wasn't sure. That day in the mess hall you confirmed what I wanted to know. You we're tortured with food. I only know one person who did this. I knew whose hand wielded your pain. You were not the first to be treated this way."
Harper nodded. "Thank you."
Tyr looked at the boy surprised. "I didn't do this for you. I was revenging my family... I came here to reclaim what is mine."
"I know." Harper whispered. "But still...thank you."
Tyr stared at the boy. He had stolen the boy from those who had cared about him. He had hit him and drugged him. Now the child thanked him for it. "You are anomaly."
A small smile crept across Harper's face. "Mediocrity was never my strong suit."
Tyr laughed out loud. He then stepped forward pulling the boy to his feet. He then searched Dionysus's body. After a moment Tyr produced a chip that contained the coordinates of where the Progenitor's bones were being hidden. Tyr could help but smile. It had been a good day. Tyr clapped Harper on the shoulder heartily nearly knocking the smaller being over. "I've got what I came for. Let's leave this compost for the worms."
The boy stepped up to the body and after giving it a swift kick followed Tyr unsteadily out the door.
Beka swore loudly. "That double crossing, backstabbing, piece of..."
"Beka, really," Trance interjected. "That won't help."
"When I get my hands on him. If he hurt one hair on that kid's head I'll..."
This time it was Andromeda's damaged AI that cut off her rant. "C- communications repaired. Incoming mess-sage."
Beka quickly searched for a monitor that wasn't damaged. Maybe it was Harper. "Rommie, on screen," The irate Captain shouted over her shoulder.
The screen popped and fizzled but slowly an image appeared.
"Captain Valentine, I presume."
"Who they hell are you and what do you want!?" Replied Beka exasperated. I have no time for this!
"My name is Bloodmist and I think we will get to know each other quite well."
"Listen buddy if you don't get to the point..."
"I think you should take the time to listen to me, Captain as I am here to make you a deal."
"I have no time for this crap." Swore Beka as she balled her fist to hit the disconnect button.
"Captain Valentine, if you disconnect you will never see Captain Hunt again."
Beka fist stopped its downward motion inches from the button. "Let's hear what you got to say."
"I thought you might be interested." Cackled the Magog.
"What have you done?" questioned Rommie from over Beka's shoulder.
The Magog ignored her and continued to address Beka. "My master wishes to make a trade. Send the purple girl over to us and we will set your HighGuard relic free."
Beka resisted the urge to smash the monitor to pieces. Her voice was low and controlled when she replied. "You know there is no way I can do that."
The Magog sneered at her and he licked his pointed feral teeth. "You have two hours."
The screen flickered to black.
"Damnit!" Beka pounded her fist against the unresponding screen. What was she going to do? She certainly couldn't just hand over Trance. That wasn't an option. She also could let them kill Dylan. She had no idea what happened to Rev Bem. Rommie was damaged and not up to another battle yet. And every second she hesitated her chances of finding Tyr and Harper grew fainter and fainter. At least she had her lucky charm. Together she and Trance would figure something out.
Beka turned to face her friend. "Trance?"
Rommie's scared face frowned sadly. "She's al-already at the loading dock doors. I'm sorry B-eka I couldn't stop her. S-she's going to tra-de her self for Dylan."
TBC after Comic Con :p