One of the good days - Unwanted Sun Part 6
Summary: This is the final Chapter in the Unwanted Sun story line.
Why was Pleisar replaced as Captain of the Invictus? What will happen
in the exciting conclusion of...the shadow knows and so do my Betas
you will have to read to find out. I had originally planed to get
this out before episode 4x05, but real life intervened. This is
how I would have brought things about.
to my beloved Mrs Buckwheat (Janet) for putting up with my ramblings
and bouncing story ideas off you at weird times and places.
to Marcase and Jessica Rabbit for the Beta and story flow, without
your help I don't think Pleisar would have made it out of my head.
Thanks to those, dare I say fans, who have followed
the story and those who have sent messages of encouragement. You
Copyright Notice: The Jim Henson Company, Hallmark Entertainment,
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own all rights to characters mentioned within this story. I made
some or most up, but if they want to have them too, who am I to
Chance is always powerful.
Let your hook be always cast; in the pool where you least expect
it, there will be a fish.
The proprietor of the Gilded Trell looked nervously at the group
of Peacekeeper...Ex-Peacekeepers that had entered his eatery. Glindor
did not care if they were renegades or not they were still Peacekeepers
in his mind, and Peacekeepers were bad for business. He smoothed
his mane and walked to greet them.
"Fellip nectar or Raslak and lots of it." snapped their leader.
"I'm sorry sir but we do not serve intoxicants here, perhaps you
would like some Cholka Tea?" Glindor replied nervously.
"Not frelling likely, come on we're leaving!" snapped the
"I would like some tea." a voice answered.
The others turned, as did Glindor to see who spoke. One of the
females in the group stepped forward.
"I would like some tea if it is not to much trouble?" she repeated
with a smile.
The others in her group just shook their heads.
"Yes ma'am it would be my pleasure, If you would take a seat
at one of the tables I will bring you some." Glindor smiled
"Well comm us if you need us, you're on your own Sun."
said one of the Peacekeepers as they walked out the door.
Aeryn walked to a table in the corner and sat down facing the door.
She opened her bag and took out her one of her prized possessions,
the one thing that she always had with her. It was something that
was a source of amusement for the rest of her team; she was never
without it. The book that John Crichton had put so much time in
to preparing for her, the one thing that made her smile again.
Glindor approached her "Your tea ma'am"
Aeryn looked up and smiled, "Thank you" she paused and studied
"You're a Thorn." she whispered.
Glindor nervously looked arround then he spoke.
"Not many know how to recognize us any more. We call our selves
the Denoth or 'Unworthy' in our ancient tongue. There is less than
a hundred of us left. You are the second Sebacean to recognize my
species with in solar days of each other. I'm starting to think
that my eatery is in some renegade Peacekeeper tourist guide to
this planet." Glindor mused.
"Don't worry your secret is safe with me." Aeryn replied
"Funny that is what the other one said too...enjoy your tea." he
said as he walked to greet some customers.
Aeryn sip her tea, quietly acknowledging that she liked it, picked
up her book and continued where she left of, wondering why Pleisar
Sun was being replaced as captain of his own carrier?
Upon my return to High Command, I tried to surrender my weapon
to the duty staff, but instead I was ushered into Fleet Admiral
Colnek's office. I was then promoted to Admiral and given command
over all Special Operations. There was an underlying problem with
this though. As part of my duties I would also have the position
of Military Liaison to the council. So not only would I have the
responsibility of overseeing all Covert ops, but also I would have
to spend time explaining the differences between a pulse rifle and
a prowler. I was beginning to wonder if this was a punishment rather
than a promotion. I did my duty as required, and I excelled at it
An Admiral! He is right though, dealing with politicians is
a punishment, thought Aeryn.
I held the council post for many cycles, it often took me away
from my military duties, in the form of receptions and functions.
I have over the cycles honed my political skills, I can tell the
head of the council to go frell himself and he won't know
I did it, and thank me for the complement. How you ask? Well that
is a subject best left for another book.*
(*Editor's Note: I have looked for the book and I can't find it.
I sure could use it with Sparky.)
stifled a laugh.
After several cycles of holding the hands of councillors, my duty
as liaison was given to a Lieutenant Faris Durka. He was part of
a long line of Sebacean military families. I suspect we will see
great things for that family.*
Editor's Note: If this is the Durka Family we know, then greatness
equates to a severed head decorating a certain Hynerian's wall)
I was given the sole task of dealing with Special Operations Branch.
I increased the number of commando trained soldiers in the Peacekeepers.
I even had two command carriers transferred under my command and
formed three special ops regiments. The disrupters, I can not take
credit for, that was my predecessor. Unfortunately he used them
to spy on Admiral Colnek, and as I have said before her enemies
have a tendency to disappear. I was glad to be able to spend more
time with my family. I was able to reconcile with my father before
his death, and I was offered his place on the council, but declined.
I had it arranged that the seat would got to the Strana House. Darvo
is now a councillor, he was a great soldier, but he is a brilliant
During this time Arnan retired from active duty. She had lost a
leg in a prowler crash, she still can chase me around our quarters
and win. She accepted a teaching post at Peacekeeper Command school.
She is head of the Military History and Strategic Studies department
and now a full captain. She takes great delight in dragging her
old Admiral of a husband to guest lecture about some of my battles.
I still have a problem saying no to her. Besides it has given me
a chance to influence the next batch of leaders for the Peacekeepers,
and it is not every day that a father can lecture to his daughter
and she has to pay attention to pass a course. She is currently
stationed aboard the Invictus as a prowler pilot. She goes
by her mother's name, Strana. We felt it would be best since High
Command has renamed her regiment the Pleisar Regiment after me.
Frell it is almost as bad as making me Commander of the Order of
Selar. Yet more functions to attend.
A new crisis arose shortly before my retirement from active service.
The Peacekeepers were having a recruiting problem. With our increase
in our protection contracts this became a growing concern. Our efforts
to recruit though normal procedures were coming up short of our
requirements. High Command had a solution, a solution that a few
of us had problems with. They sent out recruiters to every Sebacean
colony recruited, by force if necessary, to bolster the ranks. They
also decreed that any children born to serving members would automatically
be born to service. Other senior officers and myself protested this
new directive, but to no avail. I am under the impression that they
want to stop members from marrying as well.
With that in mind, after over 130 cycles of duty I retired from
the Peacekeepers. I am still the honorary commander of the Pleisar
Regiment. Arnan is still teaching, but she is slowly heading towards
retirement as well. We still get invited to regimental functions
and parades, the current commander loves to dust off the great Pleisar
Sun and parade me around like a show dorath. It is my duty to attend
these functions. I occasionally go on special envoy missions for
the council; I have negotiated several peace treaties. As I write
this I am preparing to go to Luxan to negotiate use of one of their
moons as a PK staging area. Perhaps I should hold off finishing
this book to tell you how it went.
Message: The following was not written by Admiral Sun, but was written
by his wife.}
It is with much sadness that I write this, Admiral Pleisar Sun
is dead. After successfully negotiating with the Luxan, we were
returning to report to the council when Scarans attacked our convoy.
Like the hero he was he joined in the defence of our transport.
He died defending the ship, he died defending our way of like, and
he died in my arms.
He would not say he was a hero; he said
he was just doing his duty and that if that made him a hero then
every Peacekeeper is a hero. He was a hero to his friends, his family
and to me. He may be gone, but I will never forget him.
Farewell My Love
Aeryn looked at the picture of Pleisar Sun, with tears in her eyes.
She knew what it was to lose someone close to her she could relate
to Arnan. She then noticed that Pleisar looked familiar, then it
dawned on her; he looked like the statues that are in all the terrain
"What do you want Peacekeeper?" Aeryn heard Glindor ask someone.
"Do you have any Beer?" the voice asked
"It's just like fellip nectar" Glindor and the man chimed together.
Aeryn froze. It couldn't be, she thought.
"I told you the last few times you were here. We do not serve
that here!" Glindor said.
"Worth a shot, I'll have the tea, just bring it to my table..."
the man paused.
Aeryn looked up to meet is eyes, she was hoping it would be the
one she had been thinking about for the past quarter of a cycle.
She saw the joy in his eyes.
"Hey" she said cautiously.
"Hey" John replied with a smile.
"Hey" she smiled back.
Fate can be kind some times and today is defiantly one of the good