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Strength Of TheWounded

by Agent Sandy

Disclaimer: Earth: Final Conflict and its characters are copyrighted by Tribune Entertainment Company. All rights reserved. Kerren is a creation of the authors. Please do not use her without asking the author's permission first.

Author's Notes: Liam has a chance to get even with the one who was responsible for his torture. Will he do the right thing?

Rating: PG

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"He was no more than a baby then…"

"One so young,

So changed,

Should not be left alone…"

Kerren ran through the Mothership looking for Liam. She was worried about him. The Resistance had taken over the Mothership and pretty much had all of its crew under control. The few that were left weren't what were worrying her. Zo'or was still on board and if Liam got a hold of him…things could get messy. Kerren knew that Liam hadn't forgiven Zo'or for what had been done to him. The Taelon himself had not been the one who had physically raped him, but he had been the one who had ordered it. Zo'or had also been the one who had mentally raped Liam by forcing him to join with him and that was almost as bad, if not worse, than the physical abuse he had endured.

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She turned the corner to enter the bridge and skidded to a stop. Liam was standing over Zo'or who was lying on the floor with his back against his overturned commander's chair. Liam's hands were facing the Taelon and glowing as he prepared to fire his shaqarava at Zo'or.

"Liam, don't!" She cried out.

Liam shut his hands and looked at Kerren. Tears reddened his eyes.

"Why not? He showed me no mercy," Liam stated.

Kerren looked at the smirking Taelon who was sitting on the floor. Surely Zo'or had to be afraid that Liam would kill him…unless that was exactly what he wanted him to do.

Kerren walked up next to Liam, "Look at him. He wants you to kill him, because if you do, then he'll know he succeeded in destroying you!"

Liam looked at Zo'or. The Taelons face was now blank of any expression except for his eyes. His eyes danced in a way that told Liam that the Taelon was enjoying every minute of his pain.

For a moment, Liam's shaqarava lit up again, and Kerren thought that he was going to kill Zo'or anyway. Then Liam turned away and started to walk from the room.

"Weakling," Zo'or hissed as he stood up.

Liam spun back to face him.

"Weakling? Who is the real weakling?" Liam asked as he stalked back to stand in front of Zo'or. "Is it a person who has the strength to walk away or is it one who forces pain and suffering onto another?"

Zo'or shrank back against the overturned chair, "You have no right to judge me Hybrid."

"I didn't say I was; I just asked you a question," Liam looking straight into Zo'or's eyes.

Zo'or tried to look away but the hybrid's blue-green eyes keep him locked in place.

"It's a little different when I am actually conscious and able to fight, isn't it?" Liam stated. "Now you are afraid of me."

"I am afraid of nothing!" Zo'or tried to put on his usual arrogant face, but failed.

Liam smiled and then raised one of his hands, shaqarava glowing, and placed it against Zo'or's face. The Taelon tried to pull away but couldn't.

Several tense moments passed, and then Liam smiled at Zo'or and lowered his hand.

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As he watched Liam walk away, Zo'or got angry. The brat was supposed to kill him. That way he couldn't be held accountable once the Synod found out about his actions. His murder would have also, finally, proven that the hybrid was too dangerous to be allowed to live.

"Kincaid!" Zo'or yelled at Liam's retreating form. "We are not done yet!"

For a moment Liam stopped walking, then he shrugged and continued out of the room.

Zo'or completely lost his human façade. Already, he could hear the Commonality in the back of his mind. They were angry at the treatment that one of their own-albeit distantly related-had received. The anger the Commonality felt increased as Da'an told them everything that had happened, and how Zo'or had threatened to kill him if he had told anyone. Zo'or slid down the chair until he was again sitting on the floor. As Kerren watched, the Taelon faded until there was nothing left of him.

Kerren shut her eyes as tears entered them. She wasn't mourning Zo'or's passage into the Void-few would. No, she was celebrating the fact that Liam had been able to face his monster…and let it go free.

THE END