Keeping What’s Most Important
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rinkhcTitle: Keeping What’s Most Important
Fandom: Original Fiction - Lizards ‘verse
Series: Kat’s Therapy Journal - 14th Verno, 5435
Prompt: Hostages
Medium: FIC
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 646
Summary: PsyCorp Recovered Files: 7th Salmas, 5408. Lieutenant Colonel Katrin Micah-Harisse admitted to Medical for expected extended recovery period. Extenuating Medical Leave granted by General Yon Sandasin.
Content Notes: No standard notes apply
14th Verno, 5435
Subject: I Tried
With the recovery of the PsyCorps military records from Feria, you have caught me in a lie, Doctor Ellie, or at least a whitewash of the truth. Yes, I did once attempt to leave Marhc Harisse. I suppose I must now do some backpedaling to explain myself, since I’ve previously painted a picture of domestic civility.
On 6th Salmas, 5408, I tried to jump base. I had my children, Tia, Ric and Irene as well as Tracy in the back seat of the transport, and only the bags we could carry. If I had managed to make it off Echo Island I would have been a deserter, a fugitive and a kidnapper. Quite a different set of notations for my record, no? Hauck was offworld with Marhc and the team and I couldn’t leave Tracy alone with Joohlie, so I took him too, intending to leave him with his grandfather on Regalia, when I made it there to beg for sanctuary. I wasn’t going to keep Tracy, i was just protecting him.
Obviously, I never made it off the base. Unbeknownst to me, the Blackwatch had extra security on the docks and when I tried to get to the ferry, I was stopped. That was my second run-in with the Blackwatch, I’m sure you’ll find the record of the first somewhere, now that you and everyone else has access to the recovered files. (No, I did not agree to the declassification, but I was overruled.)
So, the first thing they did was zap me with a neutralizer so I couldn’t use my psionics. Admittedly, I am a good hand to hand fighter, but even I can’t handle a whole squad of armed soldiers alone. They dragged me out of the driver’s seat and away from the transport.
They had me. I couldn’t fight them and they knew it. Three of them were beside the transport, holding weapons pointed at my sleeping children. Tia was awake, I could see her peeking through the window. The threat was quite clear, ‘get down and stay down or we’ll hurt the children.’ The Blackwatch had their own set of rules and didn’t follow ordinary regulations. Most people didn’t even know they existed, they were just a rumor. I only knew they were real because of the previous tussle I had with them.
I didn’t fight back.
I begged that they not let the children see or hear. They wouldn’t move the transport, but they did drag me a bit further down the dock and one of them stood in front of the window, blocking Tia’s view.
They took turns beating on me until I was barely conscious. I barely remember exactly what I was told, I was drifting in and out by that point, but their squad leader crouched down and told me the children would be held in protective custody against my continued good behavior. And good behavior included not naming names or talking about the incident. They would be safe, so long as I didn’t talk or try to run again.
The last thought I had as I watched some of them climb into the transport and drive off was that I was well and truly stuck, I was never getting away from Mahrc or PsyCorps. They would be watching me from then on, I was marked.
They left me lying in a puddle on the dock, bleeding out. I would have died if a random officer out for a late run had not found me and called for help.
Yes, I probably could have found a way to get off the island. I was a highly trained operative, after all. But I couldn’t leave the children, and I couldn’t get them all away safely. And that is really the answer to the question of why I never left.
Fandom: Original Fiction - Lizards ‘verse
Series: Kat’s Therapy Journal - 14th Verno, 5435
Prompt: Hostages
Medium: FIC
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 646
Summary: PsyCorp Recovered Files: 7th Salmas, 5408. Lieutenant Colonel Katrin Micah-Harisse admitted to Medical for expected extended recovery period. Extenuating Medical Leave granted by General Yon Sandasin.
Content Notes: No standard notes apply
14th Verno, 5435
Subject: I Tried
With the recovery of the PsyCorps military records from Feria, you have caught me in a lie, Doctor Ellie, or at least a whitewash of the truth. Yes, I did once attempt to leave Marhc Harisse. I suppose I must now do some backpedaling to explain myself, since I’ve previously painted a picture of domestic civility.
On 6th Salmas, 5408, I tried to jump base. I had my children, Tia, Ric and Irene as well as Tracy in the back seat of the transport, and only the bags we could carry. If I had managed to make it off Echo Island I would have been a deserter, a fugitive and a kidnapper. Quite a different set of notations for my record, no? Hauck was offworld with Marhc and the team and I couldn’t leave Tracy alone with Joohlie, so I took him too, intending to leave him with his grandfather on Regalia, when I made it there to beg for sanctuary. I wasn’t going to keep Tracy, i was just protecting him.
Obviously, I never made it off the base. Unbeknownst to me, the Blackwatch had extra security on the docks and when I tried to get to the ferry, I was stopped. That was my second run-in with the Blackwatch, I’m sure you’ll find the record of the first somewhere, now that you and everyone else has access to the recovered files. (No, I did not agree to the declassification, but I was overruled.)
So, the first thing they did was zap me with a neutralizer so I couldn’t use my psionics. Admittedly, I am a good hand to hand fighter, but even I can’t handle a whole squad of armed soldiers alone. They dragged me out of the driver’s seat and away from the transport.
They had me. I couldn’t fight them and they knew it. Three of them were beside the transport, holding weapons pointed at my sleeping children. Tia was awake, I could see her peeking through the window. The threat was quite clear, ‘get down and stay down or we’ll hurt the children.’ The Blackwatch had their own set of rules and didn’t follow ordinary regulations. Most people didn’t even know they existed, they were just a rumor. I only knew they were real because of the previous tussle I had with them.
I didn’t fight back.
I begged that they not let the children see or hear. They wouldn’t move the transport, but they did drag me a bit further down the dock and one of them stood in front of the window, blocking Tia’s view.
They took turns beating on me until I was barely conscious. I barely remember exactly what I was told, I was drifting in and out by that point, but their squad leader crouched down and told me the children would be held in protective custody against my continued good behavior. And good behavior included not naming names or talking about the incident. They would be safe, so long as I didn’t talk or try to run again.
The last thought I had as I watched some of them climb into the transport and drive off was that I was well and truly stuck, I was never getting away from Mahrc or PsyCorps. They would be watching me from then on, I was marked.
They left me lying in a puddle on the dock, bleeding out. I would have died if a random officer out for a late run had not found me and called for help.
Yes, I probably could have found a way to get off the island. I was a highly trained operative, after all. But I couldn’t leave the children, and I couldn’t get them all away safely. And that is really the answer to the question of why I never left.