Part: 5 of 8
Characters: Dylan Hunt, Trance Gemini, Harper, Beka, OFC (Sirees), Original Crew
Archiving: Fan Fiction Net, Command Deck
Warnings: Hmmm.... lets see I'll warn that there is violence in this story...
SPOILERS: Only to my Andromeda story "Just a World Away"
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Andromeda characters or anything about them so don’t sue me. Sirees Anwar and the other crew are my creation. Let me know if you like any of them.
Summary: Andromeda comes to the aid of another Commonwealth ship named Zephyrus only to find Zephyrus nearly distroyed and most of his skeleton crew dead. Now Dylan gets swept up in a mission TriJema left to the reckless Captain of Zephyrus...
AN: This is the second story in a series about Sirees Anwar. The first story being Just A World Away. This story lets you in a bit about just what Sirees is capable of and maybe a bit of how she thinks. Also, yes she was recruited as a Captain… lets just say it was something Tri-Jema wanted. Also, I am not as fond of this story as I maybe should be but it is part of Sirees's story. Yes, my LJ name is SireesAnwar... I named myself after my character because I liked her.
Sirees stood on the command deck as they approached Penar. It looked the same as the day she had fled years ago. She had always known someday she would end up back on this planet and would have to answer for what had happened. Rommie and Zeph stood at stations going over sensors and calculations. Zeph’s voice broke through her thoughts. “Zephyrus is undergoing repair and should be up and running fairly soon. We should also know where the sabotage originated.”
Sirees turned too looked at him and then nodded. Dylan’s form caught her eye as he walked out onto the deck. Sirees wasn’t in charge she just looked the part. Beka was at her station doing her job, being in command when Dylan wasn’t there, and Aidan had taken a post at another station to be a help. Sirees knew Brianna and Harper were on the Takara-Bune, a smaller ship which had stayed with Zephyrus, so they could affect repairs. She couldn’t fathom where Tal was but Zeph and Rommie did what they would normally do. Sirees had just stuck around the command deck so she would see their approach to Penar. Something of a death march.
Sirees looked up at Dylan whose face was weathered by disappointment. Something inside of Sirees ached knowing his expression was because of her. He would have to interfere to save her and part of her wanted to end his suffering and give up, but then she wouldn’t be Sirees Anwar if she gave up so easily. There was a way out of all of things. She just needed to find it. Why else would Tri-Jema send her into the proverbial lion’s den?
Dylan walked down onto the lower portion of the deck. “Have we gotten any…” He wasn’t about to say orders. He gave them when they came to his ship. “Instructions.” Dylan thought it sounded a little less forced.
“Not at this time.” Rommie ran her fingers over the console. “The Agolas appears to be bidding its time.”
“Suggestions?” Dylan was staring at Sirees who was going over everything in her mind. It was obvious she was in a different place at the moment but he let the question hang in the air.
Why did Tri-Jema pick me for this mission? Why did she send my on a wild goose chase? Did she know Tyr was after whatever was at the end of the rainbow? Is it important to the Nietzscheans? What is at the end of all of this? Does Tri-Jema know about my history with the Penari? And if she did what are her intentions in bring me here? Sirees’s mind was on overdrive and she was positive there was something vital she was missing. Sirees’s attention was grabbed by Dylan’s stare and then his question registered with her. “Suggestions?” Sirees turned to look down at Penar. “Besides my usual suggestion of guns blazing,” Sirees paused to let them consider the option, “no.”
“Anyone else?” Dylan looked around and saw that Tal had joined them on the command deck.
Tal’s eyebrow raised but he said nothing. He wanted to see how the great Dylan Hunt would handle the situation.
Rommie looked up from her station. “We are being hailed.”
“Open the channel.” Dylan said.
Sirees stood her ground. She wasn’t about to let them think she wasn’t ready for whatever they had to dish out. She wouldn’t beg and she wouldn’t act weak. They wanted that from her as did most of her opponents.
Fisk appeared on the main viewer again. “Captain Hunt, I commend you for keeping your word and following us back to our world. Now if you would hand over Sirees Anwar.”
“I am still having trouble with the idea of letting a valuable Commonwealth captain go. I would appreciate having a sit down with whomever will be proceeding over this case.”
Fisk sighed. “Captain, you are delaying the inevitable.” The pity for Dylan was obvious. Fisk clearly saw the concern in Dylan’s features and sympathized to an extent but not overly; it was obvious he cared very little for Sirees.
“I assume you have something of a trial?” Dylan eyed Fisk. His arms crossed in front of him. All of this was wearing thin on Dylan. He looked tired and upset.
“We do, but I must say it is rather straight forward.” Fisk stippled his hands in front of him.
“Then maybe a summit between our people and yours to discuss our being here.” Dylan’s mind was working. Sirees could see it without even looking at him. He had been stalling… hoping something would pop out at him. She wasn’t sure if something had but he did have something in mind that much she could tell.
“Very well, Captain, in the spirit of honorability and considering you kept your word. I will make the suggestion to the Supreme Marshal and the High Chancellor...” Fisk severed the connection immediately.
“That’s all we ask.” Dylan turned and headed for his office.
Sirees stood on the command deck for a moment going over the conversation that had taken place.
Aidan spoke first. “Something tells me Captain Hunt has something up his sleeve.”
Sirees looked at him. She had little time to find a solution to her problem and something told her Dylan had an answer. She twisted herself towards the doors and quickly took off after Dylan. She found him in his office and was about to ask him what he was up to when he held up his hand silencing her. “Mr. Trinton, how is Zephyrus coming along?”
“Zephyrus will be up and running within the next few minutes. We will then be heading your way.” Trinton answered.
“Good get here as soon as possible. It is of vital importance. Hunt out.” Dylan tapped a button on his desk. “You were saying?” Dylan looked up at her.
“I was going to ask what you had in mind. You just seemed to be up to something.” Sirees eyed him. “Something to do with Zephyrus?”
Dylan took a seat behind his desk and looked up at her. “I was thinking that if the person who took the chip tried to open it maybe that is what disabled Zephyrus and just maybe there will be an answer in Zephyrus, which, of course, would require Zephyrus to be here.”
“Makes sense.” Sirees shrugged at him. Sirees’s mind started working. All her questions started eating at her. “I’ve been thinking about the chip also. Only I have been wondering why Tri-Jema sent me on this mission to begin with.” Sirees leaned against his desk. “Think about it. Tyr is involved at several turns and now the Penari. I would normally think it coincidence but something tells me Tri-Jema planned this.”
“It is possible Tri-Jema learned about your actions when she fled Tarazed. She and the other Triumvirate members were in danger and they all went separate directions to keep safe. Tri-Jema’s whereabouts were unknown for a while. It is safe to assume whatever she wants us… you… to bring to the Penari has something to do with her time in hiding.”
“Then whatever is on the chip is to help the Penari?” Sirees looked at Dylan feeling a bit puzzled. “If that’s true why couldn’t I open it?”
“Good question. Unfortunately we don’t have the answer to that and we won’t until we get aboard your ship. In the meantime, we have a summit to go to and unfortunately you will be in prison.” Dylan eyed her.
Sirees sighed. “I should have left when I had the chance.”
“Fisk has asked us to bring you down to the square. There we will meet him and a security detail. I promised you wouldn’t be any trouble. Make sure I keep my word.” Dylan rose to his feet and headed towards the door. Sirees shrugged and followed him.
Cadeac smiled at the High Marshal. “You are going to enjoy Sirees Anwar’s trial?”
“Yes, Cadeac, I am. She is the reason my father was killed. She betrayed the Aslar and then she fled like the coward she is.” Fisk leaned back in the vessel bringing them down to the surface of Penar. “You will accompany me to the square where she will be taken into custody.”
“Of course, sir.” Cadeac nodded as he brought their vessel down in the docking hangers on the other side of the law building.
Dylan looked down from the Eureka Maru at the square where they were about to land. Sirees had asked all of her people to stay on Andromeda but he brought Trance and Beka with him. He decided he needed Trance’s calm demeanor and Beka’s backup incase anything went wrong. He was willing to trust Sirees’s people but one among them had taken the chip and at this point Sirees wasn’t sure about them. She wanted to believe in every one of them but couldn’t bring herself to believe them all innocent.
The Eureka Maru set down. Sirees rose to her feet and stared at the others as they came towards her. “Times up. I have a date with my past.”
The bay doors opened and Sirees walked out into the square where a crowd of Aslar had gathered to cheer about her capture. She looked at all of them. There faces contorted in hatred and anger. Dylan, Trance, and Beka stepped out next to her. Dylan’s hand rested on her shoulder briefly.
Dylan surveyed the crowd wondering where Fisk and the security detail were. “Captain Hunt.” Fisk’s voice sounded from his left.
Dylan turned to face the High Marshal who had a security team behind him. “High Marshal Fisk.”
Fisk bowed a little. “This is my commander Cadeac.”
Dylan nodded at the other Penari or Aslar. He wasn’t sure what to call them quit yet but he and a feeling calling them simply Penari would cause a problem. “This is Captain Beka Valentine and Trance Gemini. They will be joining me at the summit.”
Fisk bowed to them. “Honored.” Fisk turned to Dylan. “Thank you, Captain, for bringing Sirees Anwar to us. She is a highly sought after criminal.”
“Let me set the record straight. I brought CAPTAIN Anwar down because it is the right thing to do but I have to tell you I am not sure I like any of this.” Dylan tried to be gently blunt.
“And yet you bring her to us which is why we regard you highly and as for her rank amongst your people; it is of little consequence to us.” Fisk waved a finger at Sirees and the security detail came around him. Sirees flinched but immediately put her hands together and out in front of her.
Fisk non-existent eyebrow rose at Sirees’s actions. He had obviously expected her to resist despite her comrades promises. The security detail put something similar to cuffs on her wrists and pulled her off towards the building Fisk had come from. Fisk looked to Dylan. “The High Chancellor wishes to meet with you. He wishes to discuss what you think you can say to prevent us from trying and punishing Sirees Anwar.”
Cadeac walked Sirees to her holding cell. She walked in front of him contemplating attacking him and taking off, but Dylan had asked her to make sure he kept his word. A jolt rushed through her body and she hit the floor. Her body convulsed for a bit before she regained her composure. She looked up and Cadeac and his baton before getting to her feet, slowly.
Cadeac stared her down. “Move!” He yelled.
Sirees’s mind flash with slicing him opened but then she turned and continued the direction they had been going. Her mind felt slightly detached from the rest of her and she felt like her feet weighed at least five kilograms more than normal.
Cadeac smiled behind her. The jolt he had given her hadn’t slowed her down as much as it would a Penari or even a human, but something told him Sirees Anwar wasn’t like a human or a Penari. He smiled knowing the jolt made it so her body didn’t want to cooperate with her and in a while she’d ache from the convulsions. They reached her cell where an Oslari guard stood directing her where to go. When Sirees turned to enter the cell Cadeac slammed the weapon against her pushing her into the cell.
Sirees was sprawled out on the ground for a moment and then flinched realizing her back would be bruised. She would have to deal with the pain along with everything else going on around her. She pulled herself up and sat on the cot in the cell.
Cadeac looked to the Oslari. “Don’t let her trick you and don’t let her out of your sight!” Cadeac stalked away with visible distain on his face.
Dylan slammed his hand against the wall next to him. He had just come from a meeting with the Supreme Marshal. He was an arrogant man who thought bothering the High Chancellor about anything was the act of lunacy.
“May I be of assistance?” A Penari walked up to them. He was paler than Fisk and Dylan instantly knew he had to be Oslari.
Beka turned to him trying to put herself between Dylan and the Penari. Dylan spoke up. “Beka, it’s all right.” Dylan looked at the Penari. “I am Captain Dylan Hunt…”
“Yes, of the Commonwealth Vessel Andromeda. We all know who you are.” The man stared at him with a slight smile. “I am Qenham; I am something of a greeter. You would call me an Ambassador.”
“Yes. I have heard about you.” Dylan thought back to Sirees’s tale of meeting Qenham. “It is nice to meet you Ambass…” Dylan began.
“Please, call me Qenham.” He stared at Dylan and then looked at Trance who caught his attention. “I must say I have never seen a race as…” Qenham approached Trance and smiled at her, “exquisite as yours.”
“Thank you, Qenham.” Trance smiled back. Her danger radar dropped and she could see this Qenham not only wanted to help them but Sirees as well.
“Captain,” Qenham turned to Dylan, “I have heard you wish to speak with the High Chancellor. I have also heard that High Marshal Fisk put you in touch with the Supreme Marshal. And as I can see it got you no where.”
“Hit it right on the head.” Beka crossed her arms.
“I beg your pardon?” Qenham looked puzzled and slightly offended.
“It is a human expression. It means everything you said is exactly right.” Dylan explained.
“Oh. Yes.” Qenham thought a moment. “I just came to tell you I have already arranged for you to meet with the High Chancellor tomorrow. It might not be what you expect but I assure you it is something afforded to you as a special circumstance.”
“Thank you.” Dylan nodded to him.
“I have also made arrangements for you to see Sirees. She is in one of the holding cells under guard. Please be cautious and things will go well.” Qenham warned.
“Thank you.” Trance bowed to him.
“I am sorry my dear but only Captain Hunt will be permitted to visit Sirees. I could not justify the presence of your comrades.” Qenham looked disappointed he was unable to pull anything off. “I am trying to get her visitor access.”
“It is fine.” Dylan put his hand out and then dropped it at his side. “You have done so much and I thank you for everything.”
Sirees sat on the floor of her cell. She sat with her legs out and bent up in front of her. It took her a moment to notice an Oslari security officer staring at her through the force field that kept her in her cell. She tried to ignore him; the dull pain in her body after the long walk to her cell with Cadeac as her keeper, keep her mind off the feeling of being caged. The moment she had seen Cadeac she knew she was in trouble. He looked, out to please his High Marshal. The guard’s staring started to bother her. “Something you need?” Sirees didn’t look up at him. She would act as defiant as she wanted without actually taking away from any of Dylan’s promises.
“I just wanted to see you.” The young Penari continued to stare at her.
“Why?” Sirees jumped to her feet quickly and ran to the edge of the force field. Sirees immediately noticed he looked familiar.
The young officer was against the opposite wall. She had done what she wanted. She had scared him with her ability to be quicker than him. “No… no…” He stammered. “How’d… how’d…”
“I am not like my friends. I’m not human. I am from another race and our abilities are far superior to anything you’ve seen, I’m sure.” Sirees hated being gawked at, but if she was going to explain she might as well make the man hate that he had even asked. She turned to the wall behind her and walked over to it. She quickly turned making the officer jump again and then she leaned against the wall. “If I don’t know you why should I have anything to do with you?”
The man’s face contorted. “I told my father you were not a heroine or noble in anyway. You are a traitor and should be punished.”
Sirees chuckled. “First, of all I am not a traitor to the Oslari. I helped them, just in case you aren’t familiar with fact. And secondly, I doubt I know your father or anyone else who would think me noble.”
“My father doesn’t lie. He told me he knew you and that means he did!” The officer started to leave and Sirees pushed away from the wall.
She slammed a hand into the force field to make it moan and the officer turned back to her. “I wasn’t calling your father a liar. I apologize, which I have to tell you, is something I don’t do often.” Sirees smiled at him. “Who is your father anyway?”
“He was once called Chief Zehar of Oslinor.” The young officer puffed his chest out a bit obviously proud of his father.
Sirees shook her head. “But he died.”
“No, he is alive and healthy.” The young man looked at her.
“I heard he had died at the battle of Enoris.” Sirees felt a tear run down her cheek. She brushed it away roughly.
“You are upset my father is alive?” The young man shook his head.
“No. No. You misunderstand. Your father and I were great friends. He helped me out of a few bad situations. He and I fought together well. I just thought he had died. I am happy to hear he didn’t and he has a son.” Sirees smiled at the young officer. “What’s your name anyway?” Sirees smiled at him.
“Daker.” He shifted a little. “I was much younger when you were on our planet. I was in Tamor when you helped to save it.” Daker shifted a bit. “You do not look old enough to be the Sirees Anwar that fought with my father.”
“Thank you, but I am. I age differently than your people because I will live longer.”
“Oh.” Daker brushed his hand through his mane of hair. “Can I ask you something?”
“Yes.” Sirees smiled at him.
“Are the stories my father tell true? You were on the Aslar side and when you learned they planned to kill all of us; you went to High Commander Qenham.” Daker stared at her. “I also heard you pretended Tamor blew up and you helped in a few fights in small villages? My father tells stories of how great you were and how sensitive you were to the killing around you. He doesn’t believe you deserve this.”
“Your father tells many truths but I will deny any claims to my greatness or my sensitivity.” Sirees laughed.
Daker smiled and then laughed at her comment. “Suddenly I believe my father hasn’t gone crazy.” Sirees was a little puzzled and Daker nodded at her. “My father sings your praises and the authorities are convince he is crazy because he does so. I was worried about him but I now see he was right.”
“You have no idea how happy I am to hear that. Now, can you convince the rest of your planet?” Sirees said in all seriousness. She saw the door at the end of the corridor start to open. “Heads up.” She said and then walked to the back of her cell.
Dylan walked in with another security officer who was also Oslari. “I will leave him with you Daker.” The other officer said and then turned and left.
“Dylan.” Sirees moved to the force field. “I am so glad to see you. What’s happening?” Dylan looked at the Oslari and then to Sirees. “It’s all right. He’s the son of a friend.”
“Zephyrus is in orbit and I was right. Whatever was on that chip is interfering with all of Zephyrus’s systems. Harper and Brianna can’t access the information from the chip so they can’t stop it. Also in your office the recording Tri-Jema sent you is playing in a loop only without sound. Apparently only you can access the sound. Harper, Brianna and Zeph have all tried without success.” Dylan stood next to the field.
“I have to get on my ship, but I really don’t think it’s an option.” Sirees sighed.
“Seems to me the message from Tri-Jema is an important piece of this puzzle.” Dylan smiled at her. “I will get you out of this. I have a meeting with High Chancellor Reemis in an hour.”
“As does Sirees Anwar.” Daker stepped forward. “He has already required she be there.”
“Do you know why?” Sirees put her hands up to the field but didn’t touch it.
“For your trial.” Daker looked at her and then Dylan with worry visible on his dull features.
Dylan shook his head. “I have to stop this.” Dylan turned and headed back through the door from which he came.
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