Takes place after Dog with two bones
AN: Be nice,
I thought it was an interesting premise. Just my contribution
Farscape is not mine; I make no money of this. "Something Wicked
belongs to Ray Bradbury, as does the quote used near the end of
cut through the motionless stars as she flew away from the life
she knew for
the past three cycles. Before her was the unknown. Behind her
was her one love and the past. A momentary disruption in space
caused Aeryn to briefly lose control of her prowler. As she struggled
to regain control, Aeryn's bag flew from its resting place and
struck her head. Cursing Aeryn pushed the offending object away
as she did so a small book fell from one of the side pockets and
onto her lap.
was in control of her prowler she took the time to look closer
at the book. It was old and worn, and the cover was yellowed with
age. The picture on the cover was of a dark man, his outstretched
hands each showing the picture of a boy. There we also two small
figures running towards the man's back by a pale light. The words
in the book were written in Crichton's language.
about to toss the book aside when her curiosity got the better
of her. She could remember
once before seeing this book, back on Talyn with her John. It
had had been haphazardly
crammed into his bag. When Aeryn had found it the first time she
ask him just
what the book was.
that," John's laughing voice spoke in her mind. "Just
something that my dad packed away
in his bag long ago when he first went in space. From then on
it went up on every mission."
had changed to more intimate matters and soon the book was forgotten.
as Aeryn looked down at the book again she once again found herself
wondering about it. Opening the book Aeryn noticed it had an old,
but not unpleasant scent, one of smoke and musk. A scent that
any human could identify as belonging on any old book. For Aeryn
it was a new and intriguing smell, so different from the sterile
smells she grew up around. The words made no sense to her, as
she had almost no time to learn more than a few of the words from
Yet as Aeryn
looked at this old, worn book she found that she couldn't put
it down. What her
John had brushed off as commonplace and unimportant ate away at
her mind. Just what
did the words on the cover say, what was the story that was hidden
away in this small
primitive reading device. Aeryn found she couldn't fight her curiosity
any longer. Against
her better judgment she turned the prowler around and went in
search of Moya. Only
Crichton could answer these questions and unlock the book's mysteries.
word Aeryn walked into John's quarters and tossed the small book
on his bunk. Two
moens had passed since she had found it, and this was the first
chance she had to ask
him about it.
that say?" She asked.
up the warn book and looked at the cover.
questioned. "Its just and old Ray Bradbury book. Nothing much."
tossed it back on the bunk.
to you," Aeryn responded. "But it is something I know
nothing about, only the story behind
the book itself. What are the words on the cover?"
Wicked This Way Comes." John didn't even look at the book.
"Aeryn what is this all about? You found me alone two moens
ago, never explaining why, just telling me that you would let
me know after the problem with Moya was solved. Now can you tell
me what this is all about, and what the book has to do with it?"
Aeryn snapped. "I want to know what the book is about?"
laughed at that.
He once again picked the book up and waved it around. "Its just
some old science fiction story, nonsense from my world."
"I will be
the judge of that," Aeryn took the book from Crichton,s hands.
"Now help me
to read it."
then met Aeryn's
want to know what its about?"
stop wasting time."
amazed at how much Aeryn picked up from the short novel. Even
though there were mentions of things she had never experienced
Aeryn became caught up in the tale about two boys and their fight
against a dark and sinister carnival. And through Aeryn's eyes
John himself once again saw the magic and wonder of a book that
to him was just another book. Soon the book was done and as the
last sentence was read Aeryn had a look of sorrow on her face.
end?" She asked. "There has to be more."
John closed the book and faced Aeryn. "Its just one book. Why
never had anything like that." Aeryn told the human. "Nothing
that allowed us to imagine and forget realty. Never before have
I looked at words and felt like I was there, I could, for a microt,
taste and smell everything that the writer described. It helped
me to forget."
him?" John's voice held sorrow.
Aeryn responded. "And for a moment it took my mind of other
things, I didn't have to face the fact that you are him."
can't hide from your pain forever." John spoke with almost
Then to his
surprise Aeryn turned to him. "You are right. One thing, if not
more was true in that book. I must face my fears."
could stop her, Aeryn leaned over and their lips met. Soon the
world once again
disappeared as the book fell to the ground. Pages turned as the
book lay open
to a chapter, one of the shortest chapters ever written in a book:
'and nothing else
happened, all the rest of that night.'
He sat back
in his chair with a sigh, another long line of people that wanted
his name on his latest book. Every one of them grinning as they
held up there newly bought copy, a book they were most likely
never to read, as if in fear of ruining its value.
last person, a woman with dark black hair. There was something
different about her. It wasn't just the fact her clothing was
different or her exotic looks. Her very being was unlike any one
he had seen. The woman held herself with confidence, and then
held out her book. It was a worn but well read copy of one of
his older books. But from the way the woman was holding it, the
book could have been brand-new and a rare first edition.
from the woman he signed the book, just under his printed name,
then handed it back to the woman. She smiled at him and gave her
The way she
said thank you was as if it was more the gratitude about the signing
of a book, or even the kindly smile he gave her. It was gratitude
as if in some way he had changed her life. The woman then left
the line and went over to her husband, a tall man with dark hair
and blue eyes. They both looked at him for a moment, gratitude
in both there eyes, and then they were gone.