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[COMMUNICATIONS UNIT CAMERA FEED CAPTURES UNKNOWN MALE SUBJECT APPROACHING BORDER OF INVINCIBLE II SETTLEMENT. AS HE APPROACHES THE FLICKERING RED AND BLUE LIGHTS OUTLINING HIS FIGURE BECOME CLEARER. THE SUBJECT IS WEARING A SUIT.]
[ANOTHER FIGURE APPROACHES THE MAN; THE SECOND SUBJECT HAS BEEN DETERMINED TO BE DORENE L. WHITACRE.]
UNKNOWN MAN: I'm surprised you're meeting me here. And I didn't even tell you I was in the area.
MS. WHITACRE: You know how I am, Damien. I had a feeling you'd show up sooner or later.
UNKNOWN MAN, NOW IDENTIFIED AS "DAMIEN": Then you know what I came here for.
[MS. WHITACRE NODS. SHE PUTS A HAND UP TO STOP HIM FROM WALKING AWAY.]
MS. WHTACRE: If I can ask something of you?
[DAMIEN NODS AND MOTIONS FOR HER TO CONTINUE.]
DAMIEN: Go ahead.
MS. WHITACRE: I know I can't convince you to leave this alone. So all I ask is that you show mercy to them. Leave them out of it. They have nothing to do with him, and they just wanted to help their friends. They had no idea what they were getting themself into.
[DAMIEN COCKS HIS HEAD.]
DAMIEN: You're awful protective over them.
MS. WHITACRE: I guess that's what happens after spending months getting to know who they are. And, because they did nothing to you. Your focus is on him and you can't get the information you want without them. Besides, people will notice. They'll ask questions and I'm sure you don't need someone figuring out what happened.
[DAMIEN IS SILENT FOR A FEW SECONDS BEFORE HE NODS.]
DAMIEN: Alright. You make some excellent points.
MS. WHITACRE: So you'll—
DAMIEN: I promise, I'll go easy on them. As long as they cooperate.
[DAMIEN WALKS PAST MS. WHITACRE AND CONTINUES TOWARDS THE MED-BAY.]
[MS. WHITACRE WATCHES DAMIEN AND LETS OUT A SOFT SIGH.]
MS. WHITACRE: Good luck, Beck.
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[DAMIEN STEPS INTO THE FRAME BEHIND BECK. ONE HAND HOLDS A SMALL BLUE GLOWING OBJECT.]
DAMIEN: Doctor.
[BECK JUMPS AND TURNS TO SEE DAMIEN.]
BECK: Mark? How did—
DAMIEN: My name isn't Mark.
[BECK'S EYES WIDEN AND THEY TAKE A STEP AWAY FROM DAMIEN.]
BECK: What—who—
DAMIEN: Who I am isn't important. Not for you, anyway. Now I need you to cooperate, and I'll be on my way, alright? There's just a couple things I need from you.
[DAMIEN HOLDS UP THE OBJECT IN HIS HAND; UPON CLOSER INSPECTION THE OBJECT IS A CRYSTAL.]
DAMIEN: First, tell me everything you know about this.
[BECK'S EYES WIDEN WHEN THEY SEE THE CRYSTAL AND THEY TENSE UP.]
BECK: I, um... that's the crystal that—that powered the Warp Core. On the Invincible II.
DAMIEN: "Warp Core?"
BECK: It opened a wormhole on the ship.
[BECK POINTS THE NIGHT SKY THROUGH THE WINDOW.]
BECK: The, the Invincible II, it's still orbiting the planet. That crystal, it, it was the power source for the machine and it created a wormhole. It almost wiped out the multiverse. The Captain, they—they had go through countless universes to find it. And, and they had to throw the crystal into the wormhole to save everyone.
DAMIEN: Really?
[DAMIEN LOOKS AT THE CRYSTAL AND TURNS IT OVER.]
DAMIEN: Hmm. So much trouble. All for something so small. So this...
[DAMIEN HOLDS UP THE CRYSTAL AND MAKES EYE CONTACT WITH BECK.]
DAMIEN: ...can create wormholes anywhere?
[BECK NODS.]
BECK: As, as far as I know, yes.
DAMIEN: Good. Now what do you know about... let's call them, Mark's Alternates?
[BECK GLANCES AT THEIR CONSOLE AND GRABS IT WITH SHAKY HANDS. THEY SCROLL THROUGH THE LOGS AND TRY TO FIND A SPECIFIC ONE.]
BECK: Which, uh, which one are you looking for? I've, I've found a—uh oh.
DAMIEN: Uh oh?
BECK: I, I can't find the—it says they exist in the system but they're not with the other logs—
[DAMIEN GRABS THE CONSOLE FROM BECK AND SEARCHES THROUGH THEIR LOGS.]
BECK: Um, I uh, I found out about an, an explorer, a pink-haired interviewer, um, a former convict, some news anchors, an actor—
[DAMIEN PAUSES AND TURNS TO LOOK AT BECK.]
DAMIEN: An actor?
BECK: Yes, why—there, there isn't much on him. Just a quick video transcript, the Captain didn't—
DAMIEN: Mm hmm.
[DAMIEN SCROLLS THROUGH THE LOGS FOR ONLY A FEW SECONDS MORE BEFORE STOPPING ON ONE. HIS EYES HARDEN AS A SMILE CROSSES HIS FACE.]
DAMIEN: Found it. Thank you, Beck. Your curiosity has proven to be immensely helpful to me.
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YOU ARE READING
...does this seem familiar to you?
Fanfiction[ERROR: PORTION OF TEXT LOST DURING TRANSMISSION] [DISPLAYING AVAILABLE TEXT] I still don't understand how I-he doesn't-it shouldn't be possible-right? Mark and The Captain need to have the answers. [END OF AVAILABLE TEXT]
