Dacaen's Story (3/5)
Author: Leontien Bosch
Disclaimer: Farscape belongs to O'Bannon, Henson, and various others. I
don't own them. However, Dacaen is entirely owned by me, and so is the
story idea. (Trust me, I still own my braincells)
Notes: This is the last part I'm doing. No more blackmailing and
bribery. Anyways, this is the sequel to Darkness, Lightness and Between
Worlds. It's a bit dark, though, and you might not like what's
happening.
Rating: PG-13 (we, me and my muses, vote for it and this was the average
rating)
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Summary: Remember Dacaen, the old guy they found on the planet? Well,
here is his story...
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Dacaen's Story (3/5)
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Crichton looked as Aeryn finally drifted off. Zhaan had given her some
herbs that would let her sleep peacefully for at least several arns.
'Enough time to ask Dacaen what's really going on around here.' John
thought. He looked at Zhaan and she nodded at him.
"I will watch over her until you return," she said to him.
Crichton had only told Zhaan that Aeryn had trouble sleeping and he
suspected that their guest had something to do with it. He took one last
look at Aeryn's sleeping form before he left the room, and headed for
the Center chamber, hoping he would find what he sought there.
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He found Dacaen where he had hoped he would find him, in the Center
chamber. There was no one else present and Crichton was glad about it.
He didn't want the others to know what was wrong with Aeryn, or what she
had done in the past. It would give the others a reason to hate her for
her actions in the past. Crichton knew that they didn't really hated
Aeryn, but they still saw her as a Peacekeeper from time to time, one of
those that imprisoned them.
He sat down in front of Dacaen, and the old Sebacean looked up from his
plate of foodcubes. "We need to talk. About who you really are and what
was really happening on that planet where we found you. " John said as
he pushed Dacaen's plate away from him.
"Alright. Ask me anything you want." Dacaen replied.
"Who are you? What are you?" Crichton began.
The old man sighed and nodded. "My name truly is Dacaen, and I was a
Peacekeeper once. I didn't lie about that. The rest is a very long
story..." he replied.
"I have the time, so start," Crichton returned.
"The Peacekeepers wanted to build a base on the planet you visited a
weeken ago, but we soon realized that there was something horribly wrong
there. People started to disappear or go mad. It affected almost all of
us before we discovered a group of banished people living on the planet.
The Peacekeepers had driven them from their homeworld a long time ago,
but they still hated us for their acts against them. It was just a small
group, but it was enough to make the entire base go insane... " Dacaen
watched Crichton quietly, trying to gauge his reaction.
"That still doesn't explain what happened to us on the planet." Crichton
remarked warily.
"They are telepathic. They use their gift to create illusions and that
is what they used against us. Those people on the planet are angry, they
want revenge for what the Peacekeepers did to them. Nothing there is
what it seems. It's their reality, and they can do anything they want."
Dacaen explained.
Crichton thought about this for a while, then asked another question.
"How do we know we're not on the planet anymore?"
"When you're in their reality, you're dreaming. When you dream, there's
always something wrong in a dream, no matter how real they are. Small
things, like an object which isn't supposed to be there," he replied.
Crichton nodded and stood up.
"One thing. Do you have anything to do with Aeryn's nightmares?"
Crichton asked.
"No, I don't have anything to do with it. They must be an aftereffect
from the planet," he replied. "Where is Aeryn now?"
"Sleeping. Zhaan's with her, but I promised I would stay with her,"
Crichton said, and turned to leave.
"There's a lot more I have to tell you. I'll wait until Aeryn has
awakened from her sleep." Dacaen said.
"Sure…" Crichton answered, shrugging.
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John walked back to his quarters, thinking about the story Dacaen had
just told him. He didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he had
seen a lot of strange things out here in the Uncharted Territories. He
reached the doorway to the room he and Aeryn shared and looked inside.
Zhaan was in some kind of trance, and Aeryn was sleeping peacefully.
He stepped inside, startling Zhaan.
"It's okay, Zhaan," he said and sat down on a chair next to Aeryn.
"Did you talk to Dacaen?" the Delvian asked as they both looked at
Aeryn. John nodded.
"His story could've been an episode on the 'Outer Limits', it was that
weird. But somehow it explains a lot about that planet, Zhaan." Zhaan
didn't say anything in return, so they just sat there, watching Aeryn.
John suddenly spoke up. "I've been thinking...What if there are more
people like Maldis? A whole race of vampires. We could've encountered
them on the planet. Which means, they could be trying to get to Aeryn
right now." He looked at Zhaan.
A look of worry and fear crossed her features. "If your theory is true,
may the Goddess protect us."
TBC