|rap541 (rap541) wrote,|
@ 2008-05-18 07:58:00
fic - "The Scepter" - part 60 of Alpha and Omega
Part 60! Yay! Kara/Felix! See the other parts here and read in order! http://rapfic.livejournal.com/8449.h
Title: "The Scepter"
Prompt: Drink 060
Word count: 672
Summary: What in hell was going on in this temple?
“This is…” Kara’s voice trailed off. She didn’t know what to say.
“This is disturbing…” Gaeta said quietly. He stepped over a sprawled body. “Someone gutted her. With one of the ceremonial knives.”
“This is not normal,” Kara added as she looked at the dried blood stains that seemed to cover the entire floor of the inner sanctuary of the temple. She was used to war, to blood and bodies, but the sanctuary was a completely new experience. Shocking simply because she had never seen a bloodbath before. It looked as though the priests and priestesses had been tortured and executed. A slaughter, an old fashioned slaughter that had happened with knives and blunt objects. Dimly she recalled the streaky stains on the robes of the three priests they had found below. Those priests had looked as though radiation sickness had carried them off. “What the hell happened here?”
“Did they just go crazy?” Gaeta asked quietly. He shuddered suddenly, his expression turning green. Then he turned and vomited.
At first, she was surprised at his reaction. And then she wasn’t. Whoever had accepted him to the SRTU hadn’t thought much beyond filling a quota, she suspected. He wasn’t cold enough for fighting. In short bursts he was fine. When the situation demanded it, he could be the stone cold killer that was necessary. But he thought about it afterward. He would be thinking of their current mission for a very long time, if she was any judge of character.
But there was a job to do, and they were at the point where Gaeta was necessary. “Take a drink, and get over it,” she warned as she pulled her canteen out and handed it to him. “Dead is dead and we’re almost done.” She waited until he dutifully sipped the water. “Now, they had the Scepter in this room. Where is it?”
“Right there,” Gaeta said as he handed the canteen back. He gestured to her feet. She looked down and was shocked to find that she was standing in a pile of jeweled objects. There were chalices and necklaces and… right at her feet was a boxy, oddly shaped scepter with odd, geometric shapes made out of gemstones that were all bigger than any gems she had ever seen before. It didn’t seem to be made of any material she had ever seen before. She reached down and picked it up. It was warm to the touch and didn’t feel like metal all and it began to glow an orangish yellow. It pulsed and she almost dropped it until Gaeta reached out to steady her hand.
“It… it works for you.” He couldn’t hide how surprised he was, and it almost made her laugh. He took it from her, and the glow flickered just for a moment and then steadied. “My dad… the priest and priestess that caught us… It only glowed for me. They were so mad but… Every year one of them would show up at the house and beg my parents to let me be a priest… I wonder….” He spun the gems with what seemed like a practiced grace, and she was startled to realize that it really was a puzzle piece masquerading as a religious object. With a final twist, he spun it and held it up and the orangish glow brightened to yellow and… numbers flashed onto the walls and ceiling. She blinked and looked harder and realized what she was looking at. Extensive navigation coordinates, and Gaeta knew exactly what he was looking at as well. She could see that he was awed, but he shook it off quickly.
“ Turn around,” he said quickly as he twisted the scepter so that the numbers disappeared. She felt him drop the scepter into her small rucksack. “We have to leave. This place crawls.”
It was his scary side talking. She saw it in his eyes. She wondered if people ever looked at her and thought it was her scary side. She hoped so.