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Part 9 [spoiler] Time went by slowly, and Davidson closed his eyes to pass the time, resting against the padding in his suit. He turned out even the HUD on his faceplate, sitting there in patient silence. It was agonizing, waiting down here. But, suddenly, off in the distance, there was a light. Davidson cut the sounds his suit was playing back, and stood up from his sandy resting spot, and took slow, careful steps towards the light in the distance. Just like before, it grew stronger, as he came closer, and at the height of its peak, it extinguished. Davidson stood still in the darkness, looking out of his faceplate to the world on the other side, when suddenly, in the darkness, he could make out two eyes, staring directly at him. He didn't see anything else, but knew it was watching. He stared back into the abyss, and spoke into his comms. "Hello?" The reaction was immediate, as bright lines of light traveled up the creature's veins in response, fluttering lightly before disappearing. He shook, falling to his knees. This was it. This was why he came down here. This was his last, and only guiding purpose. That brief glimpse of those dim little lights all across the creature was what he had come down here for. But, in sudden realization, he felt the same. They did not cure him of his sadness, his hopelessness. They were, truly beautiful, but he still felt empty and lifeless inside. He watched in a hushed breath as the creature's midnight black eyes appeared in front of his faceplate again, watching him with unknown intent. Again, as it watched him, it placed a slender hand on his faceplate, but only remained watching this time. But Davidson, deep down, had wanted this to happen again. And that's what he had prepared for. He spoke to his suit, giving the command. He wasn't afraid of what this thing was. And he wanted to peer at it as close as he could. "Suit, disengage safety protocols. Unlock joints and helmet." With a few conformation lights, and the hiss of seals, his suit did just that. Davidson took a deep breath. Here was hoping Brendus knew his tech. He closed his eyes, and brought his arms up to his helmet. And in one fluid movement, done quick so he would not hesitate, he lifted his helmet up with a hiss of air, and gasped as water flooded into the space that it occupied, before filling out. Davidson opened his eyes, as if believing himself to be dead, crushed from the pressure of the ocean. But as he opened his eyes to the darkness, the true darkness that was now enveloping him, he smiled. Brendus had done it. As long as he kept the upper torso section of his suit on, the protective energy field would remain around his own bio-electric field. And it held the immense pressure at bay without a hitch. Davidson looked around him excitedly, when the lights from the creature before him fluttered once more in mesmerizing patterns. It swam around him excitedly in the darkness, before floating back down to greet him. And then, the one lone light he had seen came on before, illuminating the darkness around him, revealing the true nature of the being before him. The lone light was a lure, like some of the ancient sea creatures from Humanity's home world. It was long and flexible, transparent like the rest of it, and attached to a large, semi oval like head, which was shaped almost like a mushroom. Small, flexible appendages hung from the creature's dome like head, and it seemed, were able to produce light like its lure on top of its head. In the dim light generated by the creature, what he saw was, in short, stunning, and alien, and, beautiful. Instead of a central brain in its transparent head, were links, like neurons. And in the darkness, Davidson watched them, as they blinked rapidly, as the creature watched him, with curious eyes. He smiled, looking at its face. It drifted close to him, but he could see that its eyes were at work, looking at him like just like he was looking at it. Its face was humanoid in shape, but much smoother and lacked much in the way of features. No nose, or ears, or mouth as far as he could tell. Just curious eyes. He let out a hushed breathe, watching. He watched the neuron like links in its head, firing off in small, dim bursts. It was like, it was nervous too. This was first contact between two sapient life forms, as close as it could get. Davidson didn't know if it would work, but it was worth a try. He spoke slowly, watching its eyes and what went on in its head. He smiled as he said it. "Hello you. Longtime no see." The neurons in its head fired off rapidly, and in a sudden burst of light from everywhere in its body, the entire creature was illuminated, as multitudes of colour exploded from the veins in its body, its lure and smaller head appendages changing colour as well. And then, as if it couldn't get any better, Davidson could hear it. He could hear it in the water, as it sang. For every light that flashed in its body, the creature sung, low, long traveling sounds that resonated in his bones and made his hair stand up. And, as the creature sang, and lights of every colour traveled through its body, it was illuminated, like some great angel. Davidson was already on his knees, but he felt the weight of everything on his shoulders now, as all he could do was watch. His arms fell to his sides slowly, as the creature extended its pale finned arms, in open hands, in a universal gesture of peace, as light radiated from it, like it was a god, standing before him. The rest of its body was sleek and transparent, with no distinguishable features, or even much in the way of insides. He could tell, there was gills on the creature's neck, which was what it was using to make its song, while further down, there was a small rounded cluster of what looked like organs, a bundle of everything it needed to operate, and nothing more. Farther down, surprisingly, it had legs, with great fins that flared and drifted in the water, just like the ones on its arms. Its legs were sleek and slim, like its overall form, but rather than end in toes, there was a transparent webbing, the same in its hands. The lights came to a slow halt as they stopped travelling down its nerves and fins, until at last the lure was the only source of light left, and the creature let its arms down beside it, now watching him. Davidson had no idea what just happened, but the haunting melody that had just been sung stayed in his ears. He was simply awestruck, from everything. He couldn't think straight. He didn't even know what would come from this point on. What could he possibly do? The answer came to him, as the creature drifted slowly over to him, and razed a hand, slowly, to touch. It wanted to know. Davidson unlatched one of his gauntlets quickly, letting it drop to the floor, and raised his own hand, watching as the creature waited. He held his hand out, slowly, watching as it now held one, single finger out, and Davidson did the same. He didn't know how his barrier would react. But he was hoping that the creature would pass through unscathed. He looked at the visible barbs in its fingers, hoping that nothing happened on his end as well. He edged closer, slowly, and watched, as he brought his one, single finger up to the creatures. He made contact, squishing the creature's skin ever so slightly, and he watched, as ripples of bioluminescent light traveled across its nerves, all the way up to its "brain." In response, the creature fluttered more lights, and before his eyes, it parted, doing a summersault in the water before him, coming to rest back on the bottom of the floor. Davidson had felt it too. When he made contact, he could feel the electricity, just the slightest bit of it, and felt it ripple up into his own body where it ignited in his own head. He shook his head, looking at the creature before him. It was mesmerizing. He didn't want to look away. And he wanted to feel that strange feeling again. He held his hand out in full this time, and, mirroring his actions, it slowly guided its hand over, and pressed its fingers against his. Davidson felt the tingle in his nerves, and watched as the same ripples traveled up the creature. The neurons in its head fired off like fireworks, and the sensation grew stronger, until it was almost too much to handle. Davidson went to pull his hand away, but gasped in shock as its other appendage wrapped around his, doubling the dosage. The sensation was painful, as his own head was overloaded with the feeling. It felt like there was a million ideas all going off in his head at once, and as he tried to pull away, the creature's hands split into many fine smaller graspers, tentacles, that clung to his skin and kept the connection going. But when he looked over, gritting his teeth as his nerves sparked on and off, he saw the same thing happening to the alien. It was a two way exchange. But, why? The pain reached a new height, and in his head, like a fog, he saw things. Things he didn't understand. He didn't know what was happening. He tugged away, to no success. But, at the same time, the alien flashed faster and faster, its own nerves lit up like a Christmas tree, and he could see it was struggling to hold the connection. [/spoiler]
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  • Part 10 [spoiler] More fog filled his mind, and suddenly, it started to make sense. He was seeing things, flashing buy, like lightening. It was the life of this alien. What it saw. What it knew. What it wanted. And what it was losing. And, he understood. From the very first time she found him, she wanted to go with him. She wanted to see what he was. To know that she wasn't alone. But, why was she alone? The painful exchange continued, and Davidson saw it. A plague. The scenes of her kind, floating lifeless in the sea in great droves. But, why? Where did it come from? More clouded images, and then he saw them. Roots. Roots? And as Davidson puzzled about it, the creature drew what it was learning from him, and held the thought in her mind. It was the plants...... The particles they made. Were, alien. They were a foreign parasite! This world had nothing on the surface originally. Her people once lived higher up in the seas. But it came from somewhere, and was strong enough to survive the extreme cold, boasting hyper adaptation. In the end, they had to go deeper and deeper to avoid spores. The creature watched through the fog of his own mind, what he had heard about the plants. They killed his kind too. Davidson started convulsing now, as the current became too much, and the creature unwound its grip from him. Davidson convulsed, falling back into the sand, watching as the creature drifted aimlessly nearby. He closed his eyes, the last residual images of what he'd seen fading into nothing, as his mind went blank. Davidson recovered, opening his eyes to the blackness of the ocean. Nearby, the alien drifted rather weakly, but was watching him. It drifted over slowly, as he reached out in silence. His head still hurt. But, he knew what he saw. And, he was crushed. Visions of this alien's kin, dead by the thousands, their bodies drifting in the water, silent, had temporarily merged with the footage of his children on their last day. It was too much. He couldn't take it. He stood up, and unlatched his other gauntlet, tossing it onto the ocean floor. The creature drifted by, its beady eyes watching as he approached. He hung his shoulders, but held out his hands. The creature drifted closer, and when it was close enough, he pulled her in, feeling that electric tingle across his hands once more, but not as, invading as it was prior. He pulled it in close, and before he even knew what he was doing, he had wrapped his arms around it and fallen into the sand, cradling it. Partly because of the crushing sadness that completely overwhelmed him, and partly for this alien. He saw everything, and although it was quick and faded like a matchstick, he knew. And as he held the strange being close, feeling her oddly squishy skin, watching as its veins pulsed with blue light, she let out a long, mournful sound that rang out into the ocean depths, answered by none. He held her there in his arms, grieving for his own losses, comforting a being that since she was born, only knew that she was alone in the world. He held her there tight, watching as her beady eyes stared into his, an odd sense of sadness conveyed. And she brought one of her hands up to his cheek, placing it firmly against it, and he shuddered from the touch, in part from the current, but from something else. That was the way his son did it. She knew. He smiled suddenly, watching her as she continued to press her hand against his cheek gently, sending shivers down his spine. An alien, who had lost everything, and his children, left alone in the world. And an alien, who was born into nothing, alone from day one, and now, had contracted the plague, was doomed to death alone, afraid. But she wouldn't have to be. He was here. He was here, to say hello, and goodbye. He understood now. He wasn't going anywhere. Even if he was late. He wouldn't leave her side. 1 Day Later, 24 Hours after Contract completion Davidson and the creature had remained close together for the better part of a day. And he knew that her time was running out. But she remained the curious, playful being that she was. But even now, he could see that there was something wrong. The various neuron like lights that traveled all across the inside of her body were going dim, and slowing down. Davidson could do nothing. And it was bothering him. He wanted to do something more than just sit and watch. As she drifted closer, watching him, Davidson reached out with his hand, drawing her attention. She looked at it, before realizing what he wanted to do. He couldn't speak with her directly. But he knew through the link things were shared. She placed her hand up to his, and this time, Davidson held hers in place, as the current passed through him once more, and Davidson tried to think about what he wanted to do. Symbolize what he meant. He wanted to help. More than what he was doing now. But, he didn't know what he could do, and the sadness started to creep up again, a reflection of his kids and how he wasn't there. He was trying to help. But he was never there for them. And now, he was here for somebody, and it wasn't enough. It wasn't right. He watched neurons fire off in her large domed head, and as the current grew stronger, Davidson let go, as her own images and responses flashed by. She was content. And she knew there was nothing she could do. When Davidson had asked about her kind, images flashed by in his head. She thought she was the last one. All it did was reaffirm that he had to do something. If she was the last of her kind, then not only did he have the weight of his family on his shoulders, but of an entire species. He had already let one let become snuffed out in darkness. He wasn't going to let another. As the creature stayed close by to him, he took her hand once more. The current traveled up his nerves as he projected the idea to her. After all, he had seen everything before. He knew what they could do. They were adaptable. If they could come this far down in the ocean in such a short time to flee the spores from above, they had a chance. She reeled back at his suggestion, and she showed him what it would mean. Her time would be shortened. But, if it worked.......[/spoiler]

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  • Part 11 [spoiler] Time passed by shortly, and, like the blink of an eye, so too was this moment. Her body created a small bundle of eggs, which then ejected itself and began to float away. But she reached out, grasping the little bundle in her hand before she cradled it, looking up to Davidson. She held up her hand once more, as the last lights of her body flickered, beginning to fade. Davidson was quick to reach out, and made the connection. It was as painful as before, as images flooded his mind, but he kept his grip on her slender hand. She was showing him what he needed to do. Everything they would need to be safe, and to prosper. He nodded his head with some effort, showing that he understood. The connection was broken as she slipped away, but the intent was clear. Those last images conveyed her thoughts. "Sing to them. Keep them safe. Show them the sky beyond." Davidson watched as the last of her lights went out, and she drifted, motionless in the water. The small bundle of luminous eggs drifted freely from her grasp, to which Davidson quickly reached out to, grabbing them gently, watching as they sparked and lit up to his touch. He smiled, before taking one last look at the still being in the waters. He spoke, even though it would go unheard, a final gesture to the beautiful creature. "Thank you." Davidson trudged his way up the icy pathway, to the world above, as the morning light of Tarkaven greeted him. As he neared the top of the great tunnel, Brendus was already rushing over to him. "Aye, by the bloodied stones, I thought ye'd died down there!" He held out his hand, helping Davidson up out of the hole. "Did ye find what ye were lookin' for down there?" Davidson opened up a compartment on his suit, and slid out a small circular container, showing the small luminescent bundle of eggs. "I did. I found my reason." Even through the suit's visor, Davidson could see Brendus's face. "Aye, by the star of me home world! What is that?" Davidson stood up. "The last of something. The last of its kind." Brendus looked at the jar, watching the bundle of eggs float about. "What are ye going to do with that?" Davidson stretched his arm wide, up to Genlaic and its little star, to all the little points of light beyond. "Show them what's out there. Take care of them while they look for a new home." Devski's voice suddenly cut through the comms, interrupting things. "And what makes you think you will get off of this world, Mr. Davidson, when you have so clearly breached multiple rules and regulations for both this company, and interspecies contact protocols?" Brendus cut in. "Aye, we talked about this you an me!" Devski responded in kind. "I claimed that I would wait for Mr. Davidson to return while I sent the others home. I said nothing of what would happen once he arrived topside." Davidson cut in now, sliding the container back into the safety of his suit. "You can't take them away! I'm the only one that knows anything about them! I'm in charge of keeping them safe!" Devski was about to respond when he suddenly was beset with a fit of static. Silence filled the comms as both Davidson and Brendus looked at each other. Devski suddenly spoke once more, his tone calm as always. "Apologies gentlemen. I now understand the situation. If you would be so kind as to return to the base, you may leave, and receive payment in return now that your contract is completed." Brendus held his arms out in protest. "Aye, what the hell is this Devski?" "I am obliged to stay silent. But you may count yourself as lucky, the both of you. In some sense, you could go so far as to say that you have a guardian angel." Davidson spoke up now. "What? Who spoke to you just now?" Devski spoke once more. "It is not a matter that concerns you. But I would recommend haste. I can cover tracks in equipment and notes and records, but if you are still here when the next arrival of workers shows up, there will be questions." Brendus shrugged from under his suit. "Aye, I don't know what just happened here Davidson." "Your guess is as good as mine. But he's right. We should go now." Brendus patted him on the shoulder. "Aye, not to be a killjoy, but do you have somewhere you were planning on going?" "I did. I'm going to see my kids, and my wife. I owe them that." "Ye shouldn't do it alone lad. I'll come with." "Really?" "Aye." Davidson held out his hand. "Thank you. Really, from the bottom of my heart." "If it led ye to here, then thanks are not needed. Aye, it seems like ye have someone of your own that will thank ye one day. But first, we find them a home, right?" Davidson smiled. "We'll show them the stars."[/spoiler]

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