Author's note: set during Bringing Home The Beacon
Without warning, the Scarran lifted his hand and pointed his finger, blasting her with his super-heated breath. Aeryn immediately felt dizzy and weak as the heat engulfed her. Her hands started shaking with the beginnings of heat delirium. She dropped the rifle and her knees buckled. The heat stopped when she fell on all fours. Through the roaring in her ears, she heard the female Scarran, the War Minister, say, "hold, Pennoch. I recognize this one." Someone grabbed her hair and pulled her head up roughly. Aeryn found herself looking up at Akhna, who frowned worse than usual.
"That tralk Grazya had a fifth commando!" the other Scarran cursed.
"No," Akhna smirked. "I recognize this one from those wanted beacons that Grayza's sent all over known space." She nodded at her minion, who hauled Aeryn up to a standing position. "Aeryn Sun, former Peacekeeper commando, declared irreversibly contaminated four cycles ago, and is a member of a group of outlaws, led by a Sebacean-like alien named John Crichton, and living on the Leviathan named Moya. Also known to keep company with former Peacekeeper Captain Bialar Crais aboard the hybrid Leviathan gunship known as Talyn. In addition, wanted by the Hokothians for the assassination of their leader." Akhna laughed at her. "I wonder how much territory the Hokothians would cede to have her extradited?"
"In the meantime," Pennoch grumbled, "Grayza and her assistant managed to escape before we could replicate her."
Akhna looked down at Aeryn, then over at the machine that Grayza had been in when they'd found her. "No matter. We already have the genetic encoding for a Sebacean female. Put her in the replicator instead."
Pennoch hauled Aeryn up by her hair, then grabbed her shoulders and lifted her off of the deck. He slammed her into the chamber and pressed a button. Three locks went into place over her chest, waist, and thighs, sealing her in. As soon as the locks sealed, Aeryn felt a sharp tingling pain all over her body. She fought hard to keep from screaming as needles plunged into her skin. She did scream when two electrodes clamped onto her head and sent a high-voltage electric shock through her skull.
"Her short-term memory shows that she is due to meet the rest of her crewmates at a transport pod docked at the repair station in less than half an arn from now," Pennoch observed as he stood behind some kind of monitoring station.
Akhna frowned even more, and said something in Scarran that sounded like a swear word, but Aeryn's translator microbes couldn't understand it. "Do what you can in what little time we have," the Minister ordered. "The bioloid may not be a perfect copy, but it will be enough to get her on board the Leviathan."
Bioloid? What the frell is that? Aeryn thought as the pain stopped and a loud whirring noise almost deafened her. Although the two Scarrans kept talking, the loud noise couldn't allow Aeryn to overhear what they were saying. She only knew that Akhna was nervous about something, and was urging the other one, Pennoch, to hurry. Aeryn fell back on her training, and tried very hard not to think about anything at all, so as to not surrender any more information than they had already extracted from her mind.
After what seemed like forever, but was only a quarter of an arn, the noise stopped and the locks released. She tumbled forward and sprawled on floor face-forward.
"Stand up, Peacekeeper," Pennoch ordered.
"I'm not a Peacekeeper," she retorted.
She was rewarded with a hard kick to her ribs. She gasped as the force of Pennoch's kick sent her flying across the room and impacted with the machine she had just been imprisoned in. "I don't care if you're the Empress of Traal. Stand up, or I will make you!" To make his point absolutely clear, Pennoch raised his hand and hit her with a blast of heat again. When he was done, Aeryn tried to stand, but her knees buckled and she sank back down to the deck. "As you wish, Peacekeeper!" Pennoch snarled, then grabbed her by the right arm and dragged her to the corner next to the machine that Akhna had called a replicator. He pulled her arm up and cuffed her wrist, then lifted her up to cuff the other wrist so that she was hanging from an overhead pipe, like Braca had been.
Akhna stepped from behind the replicator machine, leading something that caused Aeryn's stomach to sink to the floor. It was a perfect replica of herself. Even down to the gray color of her eyes. "Are you clear on your mission?" Akhna asked Aeryn's double.
"Yes, Minister," The double, which Aeryn assumed was the bioloid, answered. It - she - picked up Aeryn's pulse rifle.
"That's not yours!" Aeryn yelled. Pennoch raised his arm and heat-blasted her again. With a nod to Akhna, the bioloid ran out of the transport.
"What do we do with her?" Pennoch asked.
"I have set an intercept course with the nearest freighter," Akhna answered. "They can interrogate her while transporting her to Katratzi."
"In the meantime?" Pennoch asked hopefully.
"Do what you like with her," Akhna answered, and turned back to the controls.
Pennoch leered as he turned back towards his prisoner, then undid the fasteners on Aeryn's trousers roughly. She lifted herself up by the arms and kicked him hard in the chest with both feet. The Scarran staggered backwards and hissed with rage, cursing her in his own language. He heat-blasted her again. Before she had time to recover, he had pulled down her trousers and was pulling out his erect penis. She tried to struggle backwards. Pennoch grabbed her buttocks and pulled her toward him. She struggled as he forced her legs apart. He heat-blasted her again, then she felt his hard, scaly cock tearing into her. Aeryn fought hard not to cry out, not to give this Scarran monster the satisfaction of hearing her scream. As he pulled back, she realized that the scales on his penis were barbed. They tore the flesh inside her as he pulled back, thrust forward, and pulled back all the way. As he plunged into her again and again, her vaginal walls tore even more. Aeryn bit her lip to keep from screaming, and tasted her own blood. As Pennoch became more aroused, his heat gland raised his body temperature higher and higher. As the temperature of Pennoch's body went higher, Aeryn got weaker and weaker. As he climaxed inside her, he released a final burst of searing heat. He thrust deep inside her one final time, then quickly pulled out his still-erect penis. Aeryn's flesh tore, and she screamed until she lost consciousness from the pain and heat. John, don't be fooled by that thing! Find me! She thought as the world went black.