A/N: Yes another chapter! All because I needed something to do while I was waiting for my dad to come home.

Another set of notes at the bottom for those who like to know beforehand, and I put it there for some people who don't like even the slightest spoilers don't know what was going on.

Oh and there is a Lord of the Rings quote in there. Cookie for anyone who can find it.

Chapter Two: A Warning


"You mean... Any moment now the Crisis of the Sky can attack this planet?" Weir asked with wide eyes.

"I'm afraid so," Aerith said her face hidden behind long bangs, "But now that the Chosen One has been found... We can head to the Promised Land at any time! We simply follow you Doctor."

Her gaze shifted to Beckett and he looked at her with wide round eyes, and pointed at himself. She nodded and a half smile appeared on her face and Beckett swallowed deeply and gave her a sheepish look.

"I'm not a leader ma'am," Beckett said quickly, "You want Sheppard or Weir or hell even Ford, but not me ma'am."

"But you are the chosen one," Aerith smiled faintly, "Not Sheppard, or Weir, or even Ford."

"I don't want to do this, I wish this rose had never come to me," Beckett said softly.

"So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for you to decide," Aerith said giving him a sympathetic look, "All you must choose is what to do with the time that is given to you. But for now, I suggest you get some sleep Doctor."

"Yes, Beckett, that might be a good idea," Weir agreed.

"If you all insist," Beckett said, "after the meeting I'll go get some rest."

"Okay, and Miss Aerith," Weir said, "I'm sorry about putting you in the holding cell's. I'm sure we have a spare room somewhere if you'd much rather prefer that?"

"It is okay," Aerith smiled, "If it's not to much of a hassle I'd much prefer a room."

"Don't worry about it Miss-"

"Please, just Aerith."

"Sorry. Don't worry Aerith, it won't be a problem at all. Meeting? Dismissed."

Weir stood up and pushed in her chair before leaving into a backroom. The Athosian, which Aerith thought she caught her name to be Teyla, and Sheppard left together, talking about what the Crisis could possibly look like.

McKay and Ford then followed, talking about the same sort of similar things, the lieutenant trying to convince the other male that the world would not be over by the end of the day.

And soon all that was left was Beckett and Aerith. The male stood and pushed in his chair and headed for the exit but stopped and looked over his shoulder at her. She seemed to be staring blankly at the wall as if she had never seen anything more interesting then the blue paint job.

"Aerith, are you going to stay here?"

She jerked her head up and turned to see Beckett standing in the doorway, looking at her concerned almost.

"Huh? Oh yes, sorry."

She stood up and pushed in her chair, noticing that someone had collected the papers that had been there previously. She walked to Beckett's side as the two left the room and began to walk through the halls of Atlantis in silence.

Beckett kept one eye on her as they walked to his quarters and he smiled faintly as he realized she seemed to know where they were going. She stopped and put her hand on a door and held her breath.

"What is this room?" She asked in a soft voice.

"Aye? I think it is a storage room," Beckett said, "Go ahead. Its not restricted."

She pushed open the door and saw a bar with stools under it. Boxes littered the room where they were and she walked to a seat and sat down on it after brushing away the dust.

She gestured at Beckett to join her and he shrugged as he did so, looking at the young woman through the corner of his eye, before spinning to face her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Is Beckett a name or a surname?" Aerith asked quietly.

"Huh? Oh, it's a surname. My first name is Carson," he said confused.

"Carson, mind if I tell you something? It has a lot to do with the history of Midgar," Aerith sighed, "And you know what they say. History repeats itself."

"What is it?" He asked frowning.

"I know I've only been in a few places here, but there is something I noticed while seeing a map," Aerith said slowly, looking at her nails carefully. "This city has the same design as Midgar. All the large halls are the streets. Oh gods I've been through those streets so many times I could never forget them.

"Well, Midgar was decided into sectors, all the way up to Sector 8. From my memory we are currently in a place known as the old Sector 7. This here storage room, well... It was one of the hero's bar.

"It was called the Seventh Heaven and I was only here once. I came in here to save a little girl before a plate fell and crushed the entire sector. I took the little girl to live with my mother in Sector 5.

"But on the way I was kidnapped by some guys called Turks from ShinRa and was taken to ShinRa HQ and used as a lab experiment because I was known as the last remaining Cetra.

"I went through a lot that way. The death of my birth mother... The lose of the first man I learned to love... many things awful happened in this city.

"But I'm also scared. Scared because this city was built exactly like Midgar was. And more then once history repeated itself. And I fear... when the Crisis of the Sky attacks again... this city will probably... be destroyed."

Aerith bowed her head as tears silently slipped down her pale cheeks. Carson Beckett looked at her for a moment, unsure of what to do, and wrapped his arms around her. She leaned over slightly, and cried into the male's shoulder as he gently stroked her hair.

"Shh..." Beckett said closing his eyes, "Everything will be fine."

Aerith only proceeded to cry harder then before and Carson realized how stupid he had sounded saying that. If he knew as much as she did, he'd probably be crying as well. And he felt a pang of guilt filled his heart as he continued to stroke her hair.

And without thinking, he began to hum softly, remembering a lullaby he had heard from someone a long time ago. A memory he only ever remembered while he sang the song. A memory of a woman he never remembered having met.

After a moment she stopped crying and pulled away and wiped her tears on the back of her hand. She swallowed miserably and closed her eyes as she slowly began to regain her composure.

"I'm sorry..." She said softly, looking at her feat.

"No, I don't mind," Carson smiled kindly, ignoring his wet shoulder.

"Maybe you should just go get some rest," Aerith smiled the best she could, "I'm sorry for keeping you here."

"No it's okay, I don't mind."

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Yes, sure. What is it?"

"Can you ask if this room wouldn't be used as a storage room? It has a greater purpose..."

"I'll do my best."

"Thank you."

Her eyes were closed as she stood in the large open space of some distant city, flowers growing abundant in the small area. It startled him how she could stand alone in the flower garden as the rest of the city burnt to the ground around her.

Her brown hair blew in a light wind, her dress shifting as she took a step closer to a small white orb in the middle of roses.

She knelt before that particular set of flowers and closed her hands in prayer as the background shifted.

She kneeled alone in an abandoned church, where flowers grew in the middle of it, a male laying among them having fallen through the roof.

The girl poked him gently and he opened his blue eyes to stare at her. He scratched the back of his spiky blonde haired head and she giggled on him.

She stood up and continued to check the flowers to see if they were okay.

Once again the background shifted, and she was looking on a red dress before she stepped behind a curtain and pulled it on.

A girl, similar to the male in the church, stood in a purple dress and the two left after paying for the dresses.

They walked through a bad part of town and came to a large building with a name in lights upon it.

As she took a few steps the background shifted to one of a glass cage where a fierce looking red dog stood in it growling angrily at her, as if ready to attack.

She ran to the side, and the dogs gaze followed, and she ran to another. Still the dog's angry gaze followed her and she beat her pail fists upon her see through prison, yelling in words none could hear.

Once more the background changed, until this time it was a stage where she stood with the male from before, performing a play and they said lines as they came up with them.

The blonde male stepped up to her and kissed her as the background shifted once more.

This time she was walking through a forest, stopping and looking back and saying words no one could hear every now and then.

And the farther she got away, a stronger pull he felt towards her, as she smiled a half smile one last time.

She fell to her knees in prayer as the background changed to that of a temple like place.

The girl sat on a pillar with smaller stone like pillars leading up to where she was from a main bank surround by holy water.

And down from the sky seemingly came a male, with long platinum hair and blue-green eyes. Before anyone could react, he drove a long sword through her back and straight into her heart, a cruel smile on his face.

Blood spilled from the wound and onto the ground as a small sphere fell from her bow and clanked loudly on the ground, before bouncing again, and it continued this all the way to the edge where it fell into the water below with a soft splashing sound.

The image shifted to one of the female being lowered into a lake by the blonde male in front of a temple, with many people on the side.

'Such is a fate of all of those chosen,' a voice echoed loudly, 'to die at the hands of the Crisis.'

Images flashed. Hundreds of thousands all of the same thing. Death, destruction and pain.

'No one will ever live through the next attack,' the voice continued, 'The Crisis will not fail once again.'

Images of a large... thing showed up. It was purple and missing a head, and gave off a haunting aura.

'Because... It is are brothers... And sisters... Everyone you know...'

Hundreds of people he knew and had glimpsed in the streets back on Earth flashed through his mind, each with the same possessed look to their eyes.

'And this time... it has a new weapon and method...'

More people flashed through his mind, little children at school... teenagers at parties they weren't aloud to attend... Adults at work... and the old folk lying on hospital beds.

'This time... It has infiltrated the Cetra's home...'

Images of the city flashed through his mind, as the people simply walked about doing their job.

'As one you would never expect... Beware Chosen One... I have warned you...'

And with that Carson Beckett woke up in a cold sweat, with wide eyes and shivering. Stumbling out of his room, he found the closest lavatory and proceeded to spill the last few meals he had eaten into it.


A/N: Okay, I was looking at an overhead picture of Atlantis and found it looked really similar to the plates of Midgar. (Okay it had six sections, Midgar had eight. Use your imagination!)

So Neo Midgar (Atlantis) was built exactly like Midgar, only as an indoor city. Some rooms may be off, and such but you must remember that no two things are ever the same. =) But anyways...

The images of the girl that Carson saw in his sleep are those of a very important character in the game. They will be mentioned soon enough for those who don't know.

But in the mean time...

Review please! I don't rightly care if no one does, as I enjoy writing this.