Overdue

by: Boboskiwatin

A/N: after this chapter it might take me awhile to type another one cause I'm starting in a new school and it will probably take up most of my attention. Oh and sorry about the uber's name I couldn't think of anything else so just work w/me.....thanks for the reviews by the way J

Chapter 3

When Harper woke up the first thing he noticed through the fog that was his mind was that he was somewhere familiar but it wasn't where he should be. THIS IS NOT GOOD! he thought....then it all came back to him!!!! THE ANDROMEDA, THE NIETCHIANS.......THE PAIN. Then he noticed that he couldn't feel his right arm. SHIT SHIT SHIT THIS IS REALLY REALLY BAD! The young engineer started to panic! He jumped up off the floor of his cell, where he had been literally thrown into. And he tried to get to the door but once he was w/in 2 feet of it he tripped and fell flat on his face. DAMIT! STUPID UBERS! IM NOT A DOG! he thought looking at the metal chain tied around his ankle. While in the process of trying to yank the chain off w/out his foot going w/it, he didn't notice the large nietchian watching him from the doorway. "Hello, Seamus....." once Harper heard the voice he froze and his eyes went wide w/fear "it's been too long.....did you miss me?"

Harper turned around and stared at the nietchian and his smug grin I SWEAR IF I GET THE CHANCE IM GOING TO BEAT THAT SMILE OFF HIS FACE W/MY BARE HANDS!!!!! Harper thought while staring daggers at the uber. "Oh come now don't make that face I know you missed me..." the nietch said then his eyes went dark "you missed the pain.... Oh don't look at me like that I know how much you craved it. Why else would you be so self destructive?" He said his tone etched w/mock confusion "I mean you could never behave yourself! Always talking back, forming rebellions w/the other slaves, trying to escape!"

"It's not the pain I liked Marcusio, it was the look on you stupid uber's faces when an inferior lil kludge cut off environmentals in command and letting the nietchians inside suffocate, while I made my great get away!" Harper said acid apparent in his tone. At that Marcusio took a menacing step forward, backing Harper into the wall. Before Harper even knew what had happened he was the uber had his hand around Harper's throat.

"tsktsk, Seamus are you trying to get me to kill you before we even got reacquainted? I'm sorry but I spent way to long looking for you just kill you! Well I will eventually of course.....but first I'm going to break you." Marcusio said matter-of-fact "now I know you love technology so I'm going to give you a present. You see after you escaped the slaves started to rebel...we thought killing some escape-attempters as an example would make them stop...but it didn't so what we did was we created this...." Using his free hand the Uber held up a small metal stick, and grinned "now this unique piece of machinery is a controller....not might I add those incompetent controllers we used to use, no this we made in honor of you! What happens is after the device is inserted it makes a connection that links directly to the part of your brain that controls physical activity. It is activated by voice recognition. You see for example if I said "Seamus, sit" you would sit. Regardless of whether you wanted to or not! You wouldn't be able to do anything w/out my or another nietchian crew members vocal command. The reason I saved this particular one for you is because it's slightly modified....the other slaves have a controller that does not allow them to control their bodies and their minds. So they can't NOT want to do something. It's not that we don't control their thoughts it's just that they don't have any." Harper hated how Marcusio sounded like he was talking about something as trivial as the weather, but he didn't comment out of fear of aggravating the obviously psycho nietchian who had him, still, pressed up against the wall. "you see Seamus your controller doesn't block independent thought waves...that may seem like a good thing but it isn't. I can make you do whatever I want you too whether you want to or not. And you won't be able to do ANYTHING about it. You will be a prisoner in your own mind." After saying that Marcusio smiled at the look of pure and unbridled terror on the face of the blonde man before him.

"Now doesn't that sound like fun?" at those last words Marcusio shoved the controller into Harper's dataport. His last thought was of the Andromeda peacefully gliding through space, then Harper's world went black......

sorry about how much this chapter sucked but hey I tried....I promise the next chapter will be better