From: Alternate Universe Today Archivist <creative-archive@anxst.com>
Subject: When Darkness Falls by acynonyx@hotmail.com
Date: Sun, 12 Apr 1998 11:18:45 -0700

name = Penny Lane 
email = acynonyx@hotmail.com
title = When Darkness Falls.
story = Note: This is my first attempt at fanfic.This is part one of the
story. It centers on one new character, while using some Babylon 5
regulars. The style used, is meant to simulate thought (<< >>) process of
the character.
WHEN DARKNESS FALLS.
PART 1     
   << Hmmmmm...mmm...mmm...Thought I've forgoten it long ago...This
tune...Doesn't make any sense. How long habe it been? Eleven years? Hah!
Time passes...Yes, it does...When was it? >> A memory. << Mother sitting
near the fire...she always liked the fire, said it made her feel
comfortable and safe.>> Sudden wave of gentleness came over, but was
dissmissed as soon as it came. <<Irrelevant. All she ever cared about was
comfort. HER comfort.>> The bitter bile was rising in the throat. Hate
mingled with dispair, seeped through to the core of memory: a conditioned
reflex that had been so successful in blocking the unwanted thoughts many
times before. This time,    however, the pang of pain and the frozen
universe staring from the window of the crowded transporter, opened the
never-healed wound and allowed memory to overtake the whole being. <<
Snow...it covered the ground as far as it could have been seen from the
window of the warm room. It always have been snow...From the time o!
!
f the earliest thought, ground was coverd with snow. It was so nice to just
lie there with the head in Mother's lap and listen to her humming of an old
Centauri song, learned long ago, on the homeworld years away.>> Pain.
Throbbing pain. << At that time Mother and Father were the universe.
Mother's dress, silky and smooth, felt so nice against a cheek...The fire
dancing on the stones of the hearth, brought back the stories of Brave Narn
Warriors, that Father told her everytime she woke up shivering from the
nightmares. Father told her, with blazing pride, that she needn't fear
anything, not even the silly Kh'hatar that Mother told her about, for the
Legacy of Warriors was running in her blood.>> Damn those Narns. Damn.
Damn. DAMN them. And their damned pride, along with their damned Legacy.
<<Lying in front of the fire, she treasured the moments of silence,
interrupted only by the hum of the song. Silence was what she loved most of
all about their evenings together. Silence me!
!
ant no words; silence meant no arguments. But silence was the only thing
that kept them together. And soon, thousand year old arguments substituted
the silence. Arguments of pain and politics of both of her people.
Arguments of her..of unliky war-child. It was those arguments that lit the
challenge in Father's ruby eyes and Mother's pulled up haughty lips...>>
    
      The eyes staring into the emptiness of space, came into focus, as
they encountered dark shape of Babylon-5. Night was descending onto the
oasis of in the cold of the universe. Night was the perfect time. Darkness
was the perfect patron. The cold fire of hate sparkled in the brown eyes
from underneath of the cloak. 
" Attention to all passangers, DARKAN has reached Babylon-5. Prepare to dock."
     Stepping outside of the vessel, that had brought her thus far, she
smiled with satisfaction to herself; adjusted the unruly lock, and still
smiling checked in her mind: "Phase One--accomplished." It was bound to be
fun. Even without the money that those people paid her, for her little
"deed of justice." Though not as profitable. Ah, all those material things!
She stepped out onto the busy streets of Babylon-5 with devil's
determination.    
     <<Damn the Narns, damn the Centauri. Along with Mother and Father.>>
End of part I.