"Talyn! Remain calm! Talyn, do not panic!"
Crais and Aeryn were thrown to the floor of Talyn's Command Deck by the extreme turbulence they just entered.
A large, blue and almost organic tunnel was visible on Talyn's viewscreen.
The speed with which they traversed through the wormhole was astronomical.
Talyn was getting pulled through by some invisible, but powerful force.
A force which Jack seemed to control.
The Ancient stood firm and comfortable on the deck.
He was the only one of the three left standing.
His eyes were wide open, and he stared at the wormhole like he was connected to it somehow.
But then Aeryn realised that those were not his real eyes.
Talyn screamed, but besides himself only Crais actually heard it.
The experience was overwhelming and confusing and dazzling and deadly.
Crais looked upon the Ancient with respect, but also fear.
What was happening?
Where was he taking them?
Aeryn couldn't help but look at the view-screen.
The large, bright inside of the wormhole seemed endless.
She noticed that the wormhole split into thousands of different branches which all ended up in different areas of space.
"Space and time is of no meaning, Aeryn." Jack said without looking away from the wormhole.
The blue light shined in his face.
"The wormhole can take you everywhere. From the furthest end of space, to the centre of the universe. From before time, to beyond time. From the beginning of life, to the end of life."
"Can it take us back?" Aeryn asked.
Jack smiled.
Jack guided Talyn through the wormhole, until it got spat out in a unknown region of space.
An unknown place.
An unknown time.
An unknown reality.
"Where are we?" Crais said.
His head was pounding and his senses were distorted.
Aeryn checked the sensors.
She noticed that Jack was slowly taking heavy breaths.
The trip through the wormhole took a lot of energy from him.
"I really don't know." Aeryn said, as she looked up from the console.
Her hands were trembling.
She looked up at the Ancient.
She looked up again at Crichton's father.
Aeryn knew that the Ancient was just using the image of Crichton's father to present him to them, but she couldn't help but notice the resemblance between Jack and John.
John...
"Where are we?" Crais said to Jack.
He was furious.
"Tell me now!"
"We are in a reality different then yours." Jack answered.
"What?" Aeryn said.
"Why the frell did you take us here?" she asked.
"I did this, so that you would be able to see the importance of the situation."
His mouth seemed to move strangely.
Even Aeryn's hands moved through the air in a strange manner.
Like her hand was followed by an echo. A visual echo of her hand.
"I do not care." Crais said. "You entered my ship without permission. You forced your presence upon us and dragged us through your wormhole to this godforsaken place."
A asteroid-field was visible in the view-screen.
A large asteroid blocked it's view on outer space.
"Now, creature," Crais continued. "Whatever your name may be, I ask you, to take us back!"
Aeryn thought about stepping in, but she eventually didn't, knowing that she was still too weak, and she felt that Crais was right.
"I cannot do that." Jack replied.
Although she was interested in Jack's motives and his relationship to Crichton, she just looked at Jack and did nothing.
Guns were automatically activated by Talyn and were aimed at Jack.
"I am afraid I must insist." Crais said ferociously.
But Jack did not react to Crais's threat.
Aeryn was growing afraid that Crais would actually let Talyn shoot Jack, but her fears were blown away as suddenly the asteroid moved away from the view-screen, and the most strangest and scariest sight was seen beyond the asteroid-field.
A war between Scarrans and Peacekeepers.
Aeryn looked at Jack, but he remained silent and cold.
"Harvey!"
John had grown used to the noise of the explosions and the rattling of guns as he defended his mind from Harvey's attacks.
"You know this won't get you anywhere, Harv!" John said.
"You know your chip can't take over my mind anymore! The connections would fry and we'd both die! Taking the wormhole-technology with us!"
"You are right, John." Harvey said. "I can't force my way into your consciousness anymore.
Your death I cannot risk. But that does not stop me from doing this...!"
John's right arm stopped listening to his master, and instead began to attack him.
The arm grabbed John's throat and John tried desperately with his left hand to force it off.
"HARVEY! YOU BASTARD!" John shouted.
Crichton's legs suddenly also began to move without permission.
"You will go to Scorpius." Harvey said, whilst Crichton fought to control his limbs.
"If you like it or not."
"Blast it!" Moxan ordered.
The fierce explosion blew the steel doors of the control centre out of it's place, making it much easier to open it.
The Peacekeeper soldiers easily pushed it aside and Commander Moxan entered the chamber with a demonic look in his eyes.
"He's gone." Moxan said as he looked at the giant hole in the ceiling.
"But not far..."
He walked to his security-consoles, which were all turned off.
"Get the system back on-line!" Moxan shouted to his scientists who rushed to obey his commands.
"We have to get control of the facility again! Scorpius must not leave this place alive!"
The scientists fiddled with their equipment and were able to activate the systems.
But that wasn't all they managed to activate.
Several bombs were placed under the consoles, waiting to go off when someone activates the consoles.
The chamber was filled with a giant ball of fire, which spread through the north section of the facility, killing all of Moxan's men until it managed to find a way out and disperse.
"That was brilliant, sir." Bracca said as they left the enclosed room.
Scorpius smiled.
"I know." he simply replied.
Aenos dragged his wounded self through corpses and debris.
"You're not going to get away this time, Crichton." he muttered to himself.
"I'll promise you that."
Because of the destruction of the entire system, the facility lost all power; the primary systems, such as lights and cooling now operated on the secondary power-source.
"We are ready to fire at your position." the officer on board the Command Carrier said through the comms.
Crichton (and Harvey) overheard the conversation through a comms-device which laid next to a dead Peacekeeper on the ground.
"No." Scorpius said.
"Sir, this facility is a graveyard." Bracca said. "There's nothing for us here anymore."
"Yes, there is." Scorpius replied.
He looked in Bracca's eyes with a glare which terrified the lieutenant slightly.
The look in Scorpius's eyes was that of an obsessed man.
"Crichton is here!" he said to Bracca.
FLASH
Crichton was suddenly swimming in the open sea.
Nothing but ocean stretched out in front of him. Whichever way he looked.
Harvey was comfortably sitting in a small fishing-boat, wearing his fishing-gear and unleashing his fishing-rod at the ocean.
A box laid besides the neural-clone, which had the words: 'shark-bait', written on it.
"He's coming for you, Crichton!" Harvey shouted at the human, who was desperately trying to keep his head above the water.
The overwhelming "Jaws"-theme was heard in the background as a large, black shark emerged from the water and swam towards Crichton.
The only thing which was visible above water was the shark's fin.
"He's coming Crichton! And you can't escape!"
Water splashed into his face.
An invisible force seemed to drag him down and made him unable to swim.
"It is pointless to resist!"
Perhaps it was pointless to resist.
Perhaps he should just give up.
Perhaps by killing John, Scorpius would finally give him the rest he had always wanted, ever since he arrived here in the Uncharted Territories.
As these sad thoughts filled Crichton's mind, he was pulled down into the water and everything turned dark.
Everything was quiet underwater.
It was so peaceful.
Crichton could see Harvey's boat from underwater and also the shark, who was swimming towards him with abnormal speed.
The shark's eyes glowed with a malevolent and strange light, reflected by the sun which shined above the water.
As Crichton closed his eyes, he forgot all of his troubles for a moment, and thought of Earth.
He was never going to see his father again.
Not DK.
Not his sisters...
Crichton wake up with a different view at life.
He couldn't just give up!
What kind of a way to die is that!
Aeryn would've never wanted him to give up!
She would've reminded him of what he himself had said all those years ago.
"If I'm going down, I'm going down slinging."
As he said it, he noticed that the words were clear and loud, not muffled and indistinct, like John suspected to hear.
But he wasn't underwater no more.
He stood in the hallway of the facility.
Harvey stood in front of him.
Almost like he was waiting for Crichton to speak.
"This is my life." John said.
"And nobody's going to tell me what to do."
Harvey looked at him with a inspired, but arrogant look.
"Then you condemn yourself to death." he said.
As John lifted the two guns he held in his hands to his shoulders, he just smiled.
"Hardly."
John left the hallway, with only one thing on his mind.
He had a plan.
