Special Branch: Secrets and Lies
POSTED BY: NEEDY
UPDATED: Friday, August 3, 2007 14:54
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Earlier
The Epsilon:
"They were gunshots!" Amy cried out to Flechette
"Shh, keep it down" Flechette said, not wanting to wake the children or call attention to themselves.
"We gotta go and help them" Amy resolved
"No, we gotta stay put like they said." Flechette ordered "She's outnumbered, and besides Needy's invulnerable..."
"But Milton's not!" Amy interrupted
Flechette gave a sympathetic smile "You really like him don't you?"
"It's not that, he's... They're both in danger."
"They'll be fine. He'll be fine" Flechette said, moving towards Amy and placing an arm around her.
"You sure?" Amy asked, fighting back the tears.
"Positive. Besides, the others will be here soon. We're still now, can you feel it?"
"Yeah" Amy said, wiping a tear from here cheek"
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Now
The Dwarf:
"Wisp? Wisp?" Safe called out to the young man who was still unconscious. "Can you hear me?"
"Give is some time" Maxine told him. "He just needs to rest for now"
Just then Seryn burst into the room.
"We got her!"
"What?" Safe asked suddenly
"The Epsilon, we finally caught up."
"Good. Where are we?"
"Coming up to Santos." Seryn answered "They're in orbit right now"
"Okay, lets load up." Safe says, before turning to Maxine "You good watching over him for now?"
"Yeah well, I could be but..." Maxine hesitates
"But what?"
"But I'd like to get in on the action. Me and Ciaran got some issues need dealing with"
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Milton stepped out of the medical pod and re-entered the cockpit.
There the figure of Needy stood by the window, staring at the circle of Santos outside.
The protege paused for a moment before saying anything. He'd been told about Needy's abilities, about the changes he'd been through... about the things he'd seen. But this was the first time he had witnessed it for himself. There was no doubt he was thrilled that Needy was okay, but was he really? Amy and Versa were right, the companion had changed, and Milton felt more than a little uncomfortable.
"You okay?" Milton asked.
"I'm fine" the back of the figure replied coolly
"I was going to check on Amy and the others, you mind watching over Vixen for a bit?"
The man by the window nodded his head in response.
Milton licked his lip and tasted blood. Evidently being thrown into a table does result in some injuries.
"We did it" he added "We got back control of the ship."
No response.
Milton shook his head. Needy had changed. Or maybe he was still in shock himself. He didn't know. He just wanted to get back to Amy, let her know everything was going to be ok.
He made his way to the door and was about to open it when the voice of Needy called out.
"Tell me Milton Reeve, what are we doing here?"
"Sorry?" Milton asked, turning around.
Needy had also turned from the window and was facing his former protege. "Why are we here?"
Milton looked into his mind for the answer. "It was Ciaran. She brought us here as part of her grand plan right?"
"No" Needy clarified. "Why are all of us here? Us here in this ship, those on the Dwarf, the ones down there on that planet," he says gazing out the window once more "Why have we been brought here? Thrown together like this"
"I... don't know"
Needy laughs through his nostrils and shakes his head. "We can't stop it can we? Our destiny, fate. It finds us, guides us, forces us to do its will."
Milton walks from the door to meet Needy in the middle of the room. "What are you talking about?"
Needy pauses for a long time before he responds.
"It's coming. The war. And we can't stop it."
Milton gazes at him in disbelief, "What is he talking about? What's happened to him? What happened to the man I knew?"
Needy stares out into space as he continues "It's gonna take so much. So many. So many people, so many innocent people will die. And for what?"
Needy turns to look directly at Milton who, not knowing how to respond, merely shakes his head
"What if you could..." Needy says, thinking out loud "What if you could stop it but you had to... make some terrible choices? Is it worth the sacrifice? Sacrifice your soul, to do the right thing?"
Milton's throat had dried so much that he had to swallow before answering.
"I don't know. I don't really what you're t..." Milton stopped himself, seeing the pain in his mentor's eyes. It was the sheer hopelessness he saw that caused him to utter his next words "You know, you do what you can, for those you love"
"And would you?" Needy replied dryly "Would you be strong enough? To die for the ones you loved?"
Milton looked towards the door and thought of Amy.
He didn't know her all that well, they hadn't known each other for long, but ever since they had met he had been with her. And when he wasn't with her, he was thinking of being with her. He thought about how for so long he had looked for the perfect mate, even thinking he'd never find one to match him. And yet as soon as he met her... he knew. He knew she was the one. The fact that everything seemed to make sense with her, and that he understood her as if he'd known her for years. Inside he felt he could tell her anything, bare his soul. It was amazing how two people could connect so well in such a short period of time. He'd be proclaimed a fool to say he fell in love with her at first sight, but he knew what he felt. And he would. He would give up everything to be with her. More than that though, he would give his life for her.
"Yes"
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Needy stood over the body of his friend, staring at it in deep thought.
"Oh God" a strained voice came from behind Needy.
He turned to see Vixen standing there, witness to the aftermath of the crime. "What did you..." she gasped, as Needy started to move slowly towards her
We all keep secrets. Secrets from the ones we care about the most. Maybe its because we feel others won't be able to handle the truth, or maybe we fear that if we let go of our innermost secrets, we will lose a part of ourselves, the thing that makes us who we are.
So we lie. We cover it up. We shrink back into ourselves, protecting our own interests under the guise of protecting others.
Wisp remained asleep, whilst in his mind the sun beat down on him and Juanita beckoned him to join her.
He smiled, and stood up, making his way towards her.
In his peripheral vision he caught sight of the man in white, still watching, still waiting for the young man to fulfil his role.
Wisp looked at him, his eyes squinting in the sun, then walked on towards the beautiful naked woman
Sometimes, the truth is not something we want to face. We'd much rather kid ourselves into believing that we are only responsible unto ourselves.
The Dwarf began it's slow approach to Santos, edging closer and closer to the crew's stolen vessel "The Epsilon"
Seryn looked at Safe and Maxine, who had already armed themselves, ready for a fight.
Meanwhile, down the corridors in a locked room, Soul and Kyra listened intently to the story "The Weapon" told them. He had been the victim of more secrets and lies, but he was determined to fulfill his purpose - to expose the ones responsible for their crimes.
We want to believe that we are not responsible for what happens in this world.
On Boros, Clayton runs down the dusty streets towards Lando's Bay, the one hope he has left of catching up to Kurren.
We want to believe that events are the result of fate, an unstoppable omnipotent force that cannot be altered. That way, we can sleep easy at night. Content in the knowledge that we couldn't have done anything to change it
Kurren's ship Bounty Baby left a whirlwind of dust blowing as it lifted up off the ground. The trip back to Boros had set the bounty hunter back a bit, but the information Clayton had given him meant he wasn't leaving empty handed. Kurren grinned as he thought of the reward he would soon have in his hands.
He tapped the computer screen until it brought up the image of Santos, his destination.
Soon he thought. Not long now
But we are wrong. We are all responsible.
On the Epsilon Vixen backed up slowly into the medical pod, trapping herself with nowhere to go. That was when she lost her footing, falling backwards over Ciaran's unconscious body.
Grabbing the knife that Ciaran had tried to use on her, she soon realised it would do no good.
Needy's eyes were a brilliant white, and they pierced right through to her soul.
She started to panic, she had been left bloody and beaten and was unable to raise her voice to call for help. She was on her own. Left to stare into the eyes of Milton's killer.
She wasn't thinking what had happened, nor what had changed him. All she could focus on were his eyes... they were so bright.
Elsewhere, the children continued to sleep, and Amy waited anxiously
We all must do what we can. We may need to make sacrifices to do the right thing, but we must do them. To serve the greater good.
Because a war is coming...
Russia, 1942:
Bullets tore through the land of Stalingrad, hitting soldier after soldier on both sides of the fence.
Comrade Sargeant took shelter behind a bullet-ridden wall alongside another familiar face.
"We're pinned down" he shouted amidst the loud gunplay.
SR took no note as he focussed on the task at hand, clutching his sniper rifle.
The enemy's machine gun sprayed a group of friendly soldiers, ending their lives in an instant.
SR crouched low and maintained his
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