D'Argo felt the room getting hotter.
The ice in the room started to melt.

"You think it's the same Scarran?" Chiana asked D'Argo as she looked around the room.
"You think he survived the explosion?"
"I am sure of it." D'Argo answered.
He fired a shot with his Qualta Blade, only to hit nothing.

For a while, nothing happened.
Chiana and Rygel thought D'Argo was becoming paranoid.
He shot at several things in the room, to no avail.
"D'Argo?" Chiana said.
D'Argo fired again.

He knew it was there.
He could feel it in his blood.

"D'Argo, perhaps you ..."
D'Argo fired again, but only this time he hit something.
For a microt a great big blur stood in the centre of the chamber.
A blur in the shape of a Scarran.
It faded away instantly, but it convinced them of the Scarran's presence.

Chiana drew her gun as well.
"I hate it when you're right." she said to D'Argo.
She feared the worst, as she knew that neither of them stood a chance against the Scarran.

Rygel looked desperately for another way out, but there was only one, and the Scarran was blocking it.

The Scarran attacked, hitting Chiana with a full wave of heat, which emitted from his hand.
The ice behind the Nebari melted away instantly.

"Chiana!"
D'Argo fired dozens of shots at the Scarran, destroying his cloaking device on his belt, but it did not hurt him.

So instead, D'Argo tried hitting the Scarran with his blade, forcing the Scarran to release Chiana from the heat, and concentrating his attack on the Luxan.

Artokh growled as the Luxan smashed him onto the table.
He did not expect him to resist so strongly.

They ran out of the room, running towards their Transport Pod.
"Where's Rygel?" Chiana asked, as they ran through the long and cold corridors of the facility.
"I don't know." D'Argo answered, with his Qualta Blade at the ready.
"He probably ran away to the Transport Pod. Frelling coward."
As he looked over his shoulder, they saw the Scarran following them.
"This way." Chiana said, remembering the way to their Pod.
They turned the corridor, and took the second hallway to their left.
"Dead end." D'Argo said.

It turned out Chiana was wrong.

The Scarran was on his way.
D'Argo quickly thought of a plan.
"Stay here." he said to Chiana. "Hide."

"What?"

"I'll distract the Scarran, make him follow me, so that you can escape to the Transport Pod."

"D'Argo, I won't do it!" Chiana said.
She would not abandon her friend.

"You must!" D'Argo said. "Moya needs help! If we don't give her what she needs, she'll die!"

Chiana understood.
She had to take the supplies to Moya.

She hid behind a cryo-pod, waiting for D'Argo to distract the Scarran.
She didn't know she was accidentally pushing a button on the cryo-pod, which executed a procedure to open it.

Artokh followed the Luxan and the Nebari.
Crichton's friends.

As he turned the corridor, he faced the Luxan, who fired upon him again, and tried to fight him.

D'Argo tried to slash the Scarran with his Qualta Blade, but it's skin was too thick.
The Scarran simply took the weapon and threw it on the floor.
D'Argo shouted as he punched the Scarran in the guts, but it had no effect.

The Luxan ran.

D'Argo found several doors. One of them lead outdoors.
"Freeze or fry." D'Argo asked himself, knowing that this door lead to the cold, freezing wastelands beyond this facility.
"Freeze." he said to himself.
He opened it and stepped through, hoping that Scarrans hated the cold more then he himself did.

"The patient is ready for transport, sir."
"Good." Scorpius said.

Crichton's celldoors opened.
Several doctors stepped in, followed by an equal amount of Peacekeeper soldiers.
To escort him to his new prison.

"Bring him to the Marauder." Scorpius commanded.

The human was pushed ahead.
Many guns were pointed at his head, and therefore John did everything they said.
His arms were forced to the back of his head and tied together .
Together this band of people looked like a silly parade, with Crichton as the main attraction.

Thunder roared through the mountains.
It still hadn't stopped raining.
Sometimes it rained for months at a time on Yo'brakh, and this day was not different then any other day in the rain season.
The sunlight was blocked off by large, big clouds which swirled above their heads and covered the mountains with mists.

John looked up, knowing that Scorpius's Command Carrier lay beyond those clouds, awaiting his arrival.
But John wasn't going to give himself up that easily.

He pushed over one of the Peacekeeper soldiers, grabbing the gun which he held in his hands.
The Peacekeepers aimed their weapons at Crichton, but Scorpius stopped them.
"Don't shoot him!" he shouted.

If they killed Crichton, all would've been in vain.

"You heard the man." Crichton said.
He held a pulse-rifle in his shaking hands, which were still tied together with ropes.
"Approach me, and bye bye wormholes..."

John played with the idea of killing himself, right there in front of Scorpius.
Then Crichton would have the ultimate revenge, as Scorpius wouldn't have the wormhole-knowledge.
The knowledge in his mind, the chip in his head, they would all die with him.

"Stop this insanity, John!" Harvey said to him.

John laughed.
He laughed so hard.
He hadn't laughed so hard in years.

"Do I see fear in your eyes, Scorpy?" he said.

The Peacekeepers tried to surround him, but Crichton backed away.

"Suicide is painless..." John sung softly.
The look in his eyes was mental.
Insane.

"A life for a life, Scorpy." John said.

Scorpius's eye twitched.

With a quick twist of his arm, John shot Scorpius, and ran to the Marauder.
He closed the doors and waved off Harvey's threats as he shot the pilot and took control.

"Capture him!" Luitenant Bracca shouted. "Don't let him get away!"

But it was already to late, as the Marauder lifted off from the ground and Crichton disappeared into the night sky.

"Carrier, this is luitenant Bracca speaking. John Crichton has stolen the Marauder and escaped our custody. I order you to shoot him down, but do not kill him. Repeat: Shoot him down, but do NOT kill him!"

The Command Carrier dispatched twenty Prowlers to begin the pursuit of Crichton.

Chiana slowly began to walk through the corridor, leaving her hide-out.
She had heard the fight between D'Argo and the Scarran, and realised that the plan was a success.

Chiana found D'Argo's Qualta Blade on the floor.
She lifted it up and held it in her arms.

Suddenly a strange sound filled the room.
As Chiana turned around, she saw smoke coming from one of the cryo-pods, and she heard someone coughing.
A woman.

A figure walked out of the smoke, towards Chiana.
Her hair was red, and she wore a strange leather outfit.
Her eyes were small and yellow.

Chiana pointed the Qualta Blade at her, not knowing if this was a friend or a foe.

As the woman realised she was being targeted, she freaked out, and began screaming so hard and high that Chiana reached for her ears.

Chiana hit her across the head with the Qualta Blade, so that she would shut up.

The woman fell to the ground, covering her wounded face.

"Please don't kill me..." the woman cried. "...Please, please-I don't know where I am. I don't know what happened-please don't kill me!"