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TWILIGHTSEEKER

Cry Havoc
Monday, April 7, 2008

After River taps into her Alliance training to save her "family" at the end of Serenity can she just let go?


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DISCLAIMER: Forever and always the 'verse and all in it belong to Joss and we thank him for letting the rest of us play here.

A very big thank you to nomad62 for being my beta and sounding board.

I seem to feel a need to fill in the blanks right now so bare with me please. This is what I see as possible after the fight at the end of Serenity.

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The outer wall collapsed leaving a slender blood drenched figure between his crew and the Operative’s forces.

Malcolm Reynolds wasn’t sure he had the strength to reach her, but he knew he had to try….. one breath…..one wrong step and a bloodbath would commence that nothing in this ‘verse could stop….. and she would die. His heart wrenched with the anguished thought, “No ! No more dyin !”

Staggering forward he called her name softly, uttering meaningless soothing phrases. Cautiously reaching toward her he made physical contact. Mal stroked a trembling hand slowly down her arm his fingers gliding over tensed muscles and the rents in her porcelain flesh. The coppery odor of the blood and sweat that slicked her skin filled his nostrils. “River…’tross….its over darlin.”

River’s eyes were trained on the Alliance troops but the sound of Mal’s voice caused them to flicker his way. He looked into her eyes and through the gates of hell. An old something from earth-that-was passed across his mind…”Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war” He had seen men like this before. Berserker rage consuming them. Cold fire burning from the inside out. Past pain. Past reason. Killing machines fighting beyond time most bodies were on the ground dyin. They perished on their feet, surrounded by carnage and death rode on their shoulders. To the warrior in him it held an obscene sort of beauty. To the man it was a desecration to see such eyes in the face of this elfin woman/child.

Knowing he had little time to reach her his voice took on a command edge many a recruit and not a few junior offices alike would have recognized. A tone meant to command obedience, convey the rightness of the path to be taken.

“LOOK TO ME RIVER…HEAR ME!…….. Its done girl……. It’s safe to let it go. Those hellhounds draggin ya into the black River……If ya can’t chain em little one they will eat ya alive, don’t go down that road ‘tross. Kennel em, make em hunt to your command. It’s the only way darlin you are ever gonna be actual and complete.” Velvet brown eyes hazed in golden red turned to gaze at him. Inch by inch Mal watched the gates swing closed and the fires retreat. The hellhounds crawled back into shadowy kennels. Slowly sanity began to flow across her face.

Under his fingers her arms began to quiver as over adrenalized muscles spasmed. The reaver blades fell from her nerveless hands. Her breath hitched in her throat as she fell into Mal’s arms sobbing “My turn…S’Simon…my turn.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Please leave feedback even if ya hated it. I am trying to grow and learn and will take it all as a step in that direction.

The quote "Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war" I owe to Shakespeare.

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COMMENTS

Monday, April 7, 2008 12:53 PM

NUTLUCK


interesting add on. though it would be nice if you did a follow up story of River struggling with control and Mal helping her out with it and of course the rest of the crew. Hint hint...

Monday, April 7, 2008 2:43 PM

TWILIGHTSEEKER


hummmmmmmmm...thanks for the suggestion nutluck....now I have a bunch of new ideas whirling around in my head

gentle journey nut

Tuesday, April 8, 2008 11:41 AM

AMDOBELL


Excellent! You hit just the right tone and mood for both the situation and the characters. I love how well reads his little albatross and how he manages to cross that dark divide to bring her safely back to them. Beautifully done, Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me

Sunday, April 13, 2008 8:42 AM

SLUMMING


Beautifully done! Excellent imagery and attention to detail! More, please! :D

Monday, April 21, 2008 6:27 AM

ANGELLEMARCS


Wow! This is so good.


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