When Backed into a Corner, come out swinging!!

A few seconds latter there is a familiar flash and then everyone (those who can) yelp in surprise as things . . . change. Again!

"May I please go now?" an annoyed Q asks, glaring at Chi.

"By all means frekface," the youngest girl in gray says sweetly. "You've been anything but pleasant to be with!"

Chi

I don't know exactly what happened, exactly. However, what little I DO remember tells me that this . . . Q fellow is too full of himself. Too full of himself and hates being bound to serve me.

He's been nothing but a pain in the emma and I'm looking forward to getting rid of him, godlike powers or not!!

As for what had happened between the time I was freed by m-my sisters (that's the only way I can describe what I feel towards them), it is vague. Know that I'd said that but that is what it is!

I remember asking who they are and them telling me. Going further when I'd wanted more info and . . . .

I . . .don't know just why I'd made the wish aloud that I had. Maybe it had been due to influence from outside like that friend (bastards him and his friends, both!) of the "Brazen Man" had overheard. The flying blue talking "cat" (never had seen one before now) had hitched along with his friend, looking for something to get his jollies, and I was his next customer.

I had said aloud what I had been thinking (usually I'd have not been so open . . . especially with those I'd just met . . . would take a lot longer for me to feel safe enough for THAT). They'd told me of their "homebase" and . . . something had called to me. Longing . . .

I have no family here, now. Had seen Nerri shot down right before my eyes and I had . . . The freller never saw what had hit him. But that bastard Salis hadn't believed me and had taken me into custody after my capture. Was going to mindcleanse me to see what he and the Establishment could learn about the cure for the the . . .

For the disease that they'd unleashed to screw over as much of the galaxy as they could! Nerri had gotten the cure and we'd used it, but he'd seen someone high up inside the Establishment. Someone that Salis and his handlers wanted badly. I hadn't seen the man (or woman), but the Establishment wanted me. Either to tell them who the guy was or to draw Nerri (who's beyond their reach now) into their net...

Damnit, it'd been almost too frustrating to take!

Then while being shipped back to Nebari Prime THIS Leviathan had hit us! I find myself freed and facing . . . older versions of myself. Like me but . . . not. I mean, they're LIKE me but . . some of the things they want to do is just . . .

What ARE these people on Moya to them?

But when they'd gotten talking about Terra Prime and their friends there it . . .

. . .

I'd said something about wishing I was . . .

Well, what I'd said got me into trouble. I . . . think, anyway. Khaos, some kind of fahrbot godlike personification of Chaos overheard and saw yet another chance at mischief and fun.

Have nothing against fun, but this gleebo's ideas aren't . . . very fun when you're the one he's having fun with! He'd left those aboard the Excalibur all frelled up (and them not aware how frelled up, even when their friends TELLING them). Had left his friend the Brazen Man (what an #$%Y!) to his fun back there and come here to spread "the joy".

. . .

Did you know that Chiana is actually some kind of race called a dragon which can actually turn into a Nebari (or some other Sebacian related form)? Well, Khaos here turned ME into a dragon and whisked me away (right after freezing my sisters in time). I'd ended up back in time (Terra Prime calander) around some kind of event around 13 cycles . . . uh . . ."years" ago. The idea had been to "crash the party" (whatever that meant) and to screw up the timeline . . .

We never made the scene (me now a six inch tall, cobalt blue version female version of some fictional story called "Moonon" or something and that magra fahrbot flying cat).

I don't know what exactly happened (besides us being intercepted out of sight of these other "Champions" or whatever), but I do remember some gray skinned guy and another Sebacian looking guy dressed in leathers (but not PK leather) giving an order to Khaos to stop. Khaos had hissed angrily that NOBODY gives Orders to him and . . .

Do believe that was the loudest scream I've heard anyone or anything EVER give off and definitely that was the biggest BOOTMARK I've ever seen left behind from the kick that Rule (that's what the gray skinned guy called himself) gave Khaos back into a rift to it's home reality.

I remember having some kind of conversation with this Agent (the leather wearing guy) and Rule about . . .what I wanted. I remember something about a HUGE tower in a field of crimson plants ("roses" they called them).

. . .

Wow.

I do remember them trying to explain to me why I might not want to join up like my sisters back here, but I'd done it anyway.

I don't know if I reallyl . . .

Good gods! I actually live as long as these other. Forever?

....

Yeah, I did....

Drad. Hey, got in through a loophole (these "Celestrials" had warned every entity against stunts like this), but still. . .

Well, I know I'd asked for a few other things (I'm now a blue "Oriental" dragoness, regular sized like found on Terra Prime and not some "Disney Reject"). . . .

Q had just been tasked to drop me back here, but . . .

He'd done more than that. It would have been okay if he'd asked but he'd used me to have some kind of snipe against the Brazen Man for . . .

Well, I don't know exactly WHAT part I'd played (blurry), but I'd not liked it. The Rules and Agents --who'd been planning on arriving and scaring off the Brazen Man (who as a rogue wanted to avoid Celestrail detection at all costs) -- instead found that Q had done more than he'd been assigned. Had overstepped himself, Q had.

Yeah, he'd made the Brazen Man scream, running off but had also (through no small part because of me) made an even bigger mess on Excalibur than what had been there before!

Probably the reason why that short blonde woman with pointed ears is having a rather heated conversation with some guy (Calhoun by what I overheard).

"Fuckit," the blonde mutters, cutting off whatever else Calhoun was going to say. "Was a stupid conversation anyway."

Great! After I'd gone and had Q (who'd the Rule and Agent had punished by putting him under my command for "three wishes") fix up the mess left behind. Fixed both this Excalibur and Moya but . . .

Well, whatever! Just like business as usual with favors soon forgotten.

Now, as for Q you are asking why his punishment? It's not only for having overstepped his bounds but to punch it through his skull that we Chamions actually outranked him (while on Quests).

Meaning he shouldn't have tried to frell with me, damnit! Stay out of things . . .

. . .

"We're not going to get any help from them," Elrondir mutters. "Oh well, we've done more than enough to make Star Fleet Command want to strangle us as it stands!!"

"You mean the Prime Directive?" the Sebacian in tight leather pants . . .

. . .

Hey! He's cute! I . . .

. . .

No, don't have time. If I had more tiem I would have some . . . fun with him but one of the things the Rule and AGents told me that after my business here was done (that is helping with the others here) then I had to vacate.

Can't come back, ever. If Nerri was still alive I'd not leave, but with nothing for me here . . .

At least whatver one of my sisters unleashed in this ship will really stick it to that damn Establishment!

"Send 'em home," I order Q. "Manimals to Terra Prime, Manimal nation. Excalibur back to where they came from. That kind of stuff."

Had gotten at least that much from . . .from what I remember (got a lot of catching up to do from my sisters and her friends).

Anyway . . .

That's about as much as I can get Q to do. Those who'd died stay dead, otherwise this is the best that I can do. Then again, it's drad enough, right?

Of course, the unexpected guests (analogs of Alicia and Fred) who'd been teleported and captured aboard Excalibur to Terra Prime accidentally. Or rather, on purpose. Q wasn't above letting a slip up like that go. Not that Chi had been aware of Excalibur's unexpected visitors . . .

The fallout of that will be for a different time.

The Champions (Chi included) soon disembark from Moya. The natives left behind are gifted with starcharts (and a few suggestions for those too far away by ordinary means) on how to get home. That and warnings about certain leather bound freaks . . .

Chiana

"At no charge?" Chi protests quietly. "We could get a pile of money from them for that information and you give it away for free?!"

"Well, for one back during this time where I am from they don't HAVE a lot of money," Aeryn Pip explains patiently.

"Two, that's the kind of people this Clan are," I add, trying to hide some annoyance. Yeah, having money is nice but was I EVER so . . .

"It's kind of nice really," my sister (Pip), adds."Sort of like Crichton without the babbling. Very . . . noble."

Well, she'll get used to it. Even like it. Grow on her! Hey, if I can do it then . . .

"And three, you all are already swimming in money," Elrondir adds offhandedly.

. . .

"Huh?" I and my sisters blink, blending in perfect harmony.

Did-didn't that mean, back on Earth, that we're rich? I'd only thought that the Scifi channel had to pay us some fine for "invasion of privacy". My privacy?

"Betty and Ragen didn't tell you?" B'Elanna blinks. "It's not as much as what the Doctor got from the BBC, considering how much longer his series ran compared to Farscape but at the figures I was told . . .

She names the figure and that is why all three of us are kinda in a daze when we step through the Door into the last reality before our rendezvous point and we . . .

In the closing moments of the benediction of the dead, Zhaan passes an ornate vessel with burning inscense over Aeryn's 'casket'.

"May the Goddess receive you with charity," Zhaan (native) intones in prayer, reverantly

"Ahmet,"Stark (native) says softly.

"May the Goddess sanctify your sprit," Zhaan praying on, believing.

Some would say that there were clergy back on Earth who could learn from Zhaan, her tolerance for others . . .

Couldn't hurt, anyway. . . .

"Ahmet," Stark continues on, twitching a little bit as some kind of sense within begins to tell him something is amiss. Not enough to get him to stop and look behind them all, but the nagging tickle of a warning has begun.

"Ahmet," intones D'Argo (native). He then sniffs, scenting something in the air but not sure what it is. He does, however, begin to look around in askance.

"May the Goddess purify your soul," Zhaan continues, blinking as now her senses sense something . . . odd in the air.

"Ahmet," Chiana (native) whispers. She then blinks as she feels the relatively warm air from an alien Moya, turns and . . .

"Frell!" she screams, scrambling away.

We just HAPPEN to walk into the middle of a funeral in the ice caverns?

Just as an aside, if you haven't already figured it out, the reality which is just before the rendezvous point/reality (the place where this particular Validation Quest began) just happens to be (out of necessity) an almost exact mirror. The time here is just about the same, timeline wise, as the rendezvous point. Except, of course, in this reality . . .

Sigin hadn't shown up to fish Aeryn Sun out of the ice lake before she'd drown (i.e. as seen in the Farscape episode "Die Me Dichotomy" by David Kemper).

"Why is it things never seem to be easy with you guys?" Zhora gripes, beginning to shiver.

It's cold down here. We'd told her it would be and she'd blown off offers to provide her with better clothing than that skimpy . . .

1. "It comes with the job," the elf mutters. "Quests, even when winding down are never easy."

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