Aenos did not feel sorry whatsoever.

He was doing his duty.

Not even a part of him felt sorry for what he was doing to Crichton.

He was betraying him.

Yes, Crichton did save his life twice, but that was Crichton's undoing.

Crichton should've left him to die in that cell. He should not have saved him.

If Aenos were in Crichton's position, he wouldn't have done the same.

Crichton's compassion was his weakness, and lead to his capture.

Aenos pulled Crichton onto one of the bikes.

He looked around him for a second, trying to see which way he should go.

Trying to see where the Peacekeeper base was.

However, it was impossible to find anything in this darkness.

Aenos's Peacekeeper training told him to wait for dawn, but he chose to ignore it.

He activated it the bike. The lights lit the area in front of the bike up.

A digital map on the bike's small console showed Aenos where to go.

He jumped on the vehicle and speeded away. With Crichton as his prisoner.

High above Aenos the Peacekeeper Command Carrier silently floated through Yo'brakh's orbit.

Three Marauders left their mother-ship for the second time, in their attempt to reinforce the soldiers on the surface of the planet, in the facility.

But their arrival did not go unnoticed.

Sensors warned Moxan's officers about the Marauders and it didn't take long for them to push some buttons, and activate the facility's defences.

Large turrets appeared on the roof of the facility, which began targeting the Marauders the moment they were activated.

Shots were fired and one Marauder was shot down.

The two others soared down, ignoring the loss of the other Marauder, and approached the facility with the intention of dropping soldiers on the roof.

One of the Marauders succeeded and managed to drop 4 soldiers onto the roof.

But in the short moment in which the Marauder hovered still in the air, the turrets automatically targeted the craft and shot it down.

The burning debris scattered all over the forest.

"Rooftop compromised. Aborting mission." the pilot of the third Marauder said to it's commander. "I'm returning to the Carrier."

The Marauder flew back to the skies, retreating to the Carrier whilst dodging the shots of the turrets.

Bracca listened in to his comms, and heard everything.

He saw four soldiers enter the facility through the broken window.

That was his reinforcements.

Four frelling soldiers.

He started the assault with 12 soldiers.

5 were killed in the battle which followed.

Bracca expected another 12 soldiers to reinforce him, but instead he got 4.

Frelling four.

He tasted blood in his mouth as he reloaded his gun and explained the renewed situation to the new soldiers.

"We managed to take the middle section of the facility." Bracca said.

"But the north section is still heavily guarded. Our primary task is still to rescue Scorpius, but the chances of actually doing this are diminishing with every second. Our enemy outnumbers us with 4 to 1. And they have an advantage over us: their security-system.

Overtaking their systems will make our attempts much easier, but we have the misfortune that their control centre is the most heaviest guarded place of the entire facility.

I have already sent some of my men to investigate the ventilation systems and pipes. There is a chance that we can use this system to our own advantage."

Bracca had the idea of gassing the enemy by throwing a poison grenade and gas into the vents.

However, there was a chance that Scorpius would be gassed as well, and the enemy could probably as well use gas masks, just like Bracca was planning to do.

Bracca wiped the sweat off of his forehead.

It was sometime in the middle of the night, but it was still pretty hot in the facility.

The air-conditioning Bracca felt the day before wasn't functioning in this part of the facility today. Probably on purpose.

"Grab your gear, men." Bracca said.

The time for them to act was approaching.

"Guns and grenades at the ready."

Scorpius was a very intelligent and resourceful person, but he wasn't immortal.

Even he needs help sometimes.

Bracca put on his helmet and looked at his men, who gathered around him in the silent hallway.

"Let's go."

The battle which followed as they opened the door to the next corridor was so loud that the noise of gunfire and explosions could be heard several miles away.

Aenos thought it was thunder, but he was convinced otherwise as he saw the facility.

He approached it as he drove with his bike right across the bright and still lake.

Three moons reflected in the cold water, and in the light of the second moon, the silhouette of a large Command Carrier was visible.

"We made it, Crichton." Aenos said to the unconscious human who sat behind him on the speeding bike.

But the sound of gunfire confused him.

"What the frell is going on?" he asked himself.

He was startled as he saw a large flame coming out of one of the windows of the large tower.

There was a war going on.

Aenos didn't know who the participants were, but he knew that ending his mission would be more difficult then expected.

He stopped the bike in front of the doors of the facility, and he carefully laid Crichton's body on his shoulder.

The weight of a grown man might be much, but not for a professionally trained Peacekeeper.

Crichton was easily carried.

What was Aenos to do next?

He expected his superiors to be waiting for him, or at least be surprised to see him standing with an unconscious Crichton on his back, but there was no-one there.

Aenos had tried to contact his superiors, but he was unable to do so, because the Xarai had scavenged the comms-device off of the bike.

"I have to find someone who can contact the Carrier." Aenos decided.

He discovered he was unable to open the doors. It angered the Commando.

He put Crichton down on the ground and searched the bike for a hidden compartment underneath the craft.

He found it, and in the compartment lay a pulse-pistol.

He aimed it at the door and fired at the lock.

Nothing happened to the giant, iron and rusty door.

He fired again. And again. And again.

After a while the lock began to disintegrate and with a final kick to the door it opened with a bang.

Aenos grabbed Crichton off of the floor and walked into the facility.

He wasn't expected.

"Who the frell are you?" voices suddenly said.

The doors were guarded on the inside by several Peacekeeper soldiers.

"Aenos Farren. Peacekeeper Commando. I am a friend. I brought Crichton."

"Crichton?" the commanding officer of the guards said to Aenos.

"Wasn't that the escaped fugitive?"

"I managed to capture him."

The guards put their weapons down, and gathered around Crichton's body, which Aenos had laid on the ground.

"So this is Crichton." One of them said.

Their dark helmets made it impossible to see their faces.

"The man which blew up both Scorpius's base as a Shadow Depository. The man which eluded both Captain Crais's grasp as Scorpius's. The man which lead that freak Scorpius to this base..."

"He is smaller then I expected him to be." another soldier said.

"I need two things. A comms-device. And an explanation." Aenos said to them.

As they handed him a comms-device, Aenos started talking.

"Now, what the frell is going on here?"

But the soldiers did not answer him.

"Haven't I seen you here before?" one of them said to Aenos. "Did you come here from the Carrier? Aren't you one of Scorpius's men?"

Because Aenos did not know of the situation, he also did not know that these were Moxan's men.

And they were ordered to kill everyone of Scorpius's men.

Guns were pointed at Aenos's face again.

But only four guns.

As one of the soldiers looked for his lost gun, a high-pitched and familiar beeping was heard.

Aenos knew what it was, because it was just a moment ago when he last heard it.

He looked down, and saw Crichton with his eyes opened, holding a overloading pulse-pistol in his hands.

Yet again.

"Crichton!" Aenos shouted, but it was already too late.

Crichton's trick seemed to work for a second time.

He threw it in the air and ran off.

Only Aenos and Crichton managed to escape the explosion which followed in time.

All of the guards were blown aside.

Aenos was also blown away by the explosion, and as he fell to the floor, one of the soldiers fell on top of him.

As he pushed him away and crawled back on his feet, he reached for his pistol and aimed it at Crichton.

But Crichton outsmarted him and knocked him down.

"You incompetent fool." Crichton said.

"You almost got yourself killed. And me."

Crichton bend over their dead bodies to take their guns and ammo.

The look in his eyes as he gazed upon their burned and battered bodies was cold and merciless.

He smiled as he reflected on the effectiveness of his actions.

This was not John Crichton.

This was Harvey.

He closed his eyes and listened to his heart as he felt the adrenaline rush through his veins, the emotions flow through his mind and the air in the room touch his skin.

It was a wonderful experience, which he had learned to treasure above all.

But enough was enough.

He had to go back to business.

He had to find Scorpius.

He opened the door to the facility, not knowing that he was entering a war-zone.