TSB 9

The Space Between

By AmandaDoE

Chapter Nine: Black Tower

A song plays indistinctly in background as Duncan was having a date with Margo.

"Saturday morning, three am," Margo stated, "I guess that makes it truth time. I hate opera."

"But they were your tickets," Duncan replied.

"Okay, you're really going to pull this out of me, aren't you?" Margo quipped, "Um, here it is. I was just trying to impress you. It's pathetic, isn't it?"

"Beautiful, yes," Duncan answered, "Sexy, absolutely. Pathetic? Not in this lifetime."

"You said you didn't get out much."

"Not lately."

Duncan then fed her a piece of sushi.

"Well, me neither."

"So, Margo, what about the other day at the Louvre?"

"What?"

"The Seurat exhibit. I thought you said he was your favorite artist."

"Uh-oh. I think I started something," Margo stated.

"Well, you can't blame a guy for wondering," Duncan replied.

"Mm. Listen, Duncan, I love the Louvre," Margo told him, "I shouldn't have said anything. I'm just out of practice, um, with this dating thing, you know."

"Well- You know what they say, don't you?"

"No. What do they say?"

"Practice makes perfect."

"Oh."

Duncan and Margo then kissed.

"That's a good plan. So, you get the candles, and I'll get the lights," Margo stated.

"Okay," Duncan replied before he flicked the lighter to light some nearby candles.

Margo watched, before she reached for the light switch, and then heard a knock at door.

"I'll get it," Duncan told her.

"I'm right here. I'll get it," Margo countered before she went up the steps, and opened the door, and looked outside, "That's funny. There's no one here."

Duncan shrugged, and lit another candle.

"Ah! Duncan!" Margo screamed from outside.

Duncan looked up to find that Margo was gone. He ran out of the barge and saw that Margo was being dragged away.

"MacLeod!" Margo screamed.

A man hit Duncan with a baseball bat.

"Help me!" Margo continued to scream as Duncan got back up.

"Who are you? Stop it!" Margo yelled as a man dragged her to nearby car, another man fired an Uzi at Duncan.

"Duncan!" Margo called out.

Duncan dived across the roof of the barge to avoid being shot.

"No! You're hurting me," Margo yelled.

"Get in the car. Get in the car," the man told her as he and another man shoved Margo into car, and then they drove away.

Duncan ran onto the quay, watched car drive off, and looked down at a small windup music box left behind on the quay. He snatched it up, looks at label on bottom: KERAM Toys.

He threw it down, breaking it.

-The-Space-Between-

Ming was walking nearby with Cain and O' Rourke in tow.

"Where do you think we should begin with our plan with our revenge on MacLeod?" Cain inquired.

"There won't be a need to worry because I have a plan in mind."

Ming turned to see a young woman in white and he asked, "And who are you exactly?"

"The name's Carrie Frost, and I have chosen to walk the path of darkness," the young woman explained herself, "I spend my days sickened by people who claim to be self-righteous and be with their own rules. MacLeod has a friend who decided he didn't want to help me raise my child, so I decided to give him up."

"Somehow we're not buying your conviction," Cain stated.

"You were once in cohorts with someone who is friends with Duncan MacLeod," Ming inquired, "However, you're here saying that you are walking the path of darkness. Am I correct?"

"You believe you are willing to turn against your friends and family, right?" O' Rourke added.

"As far as i am concerned, I haven't been loyal or in close ties to them, not even my own family for the past three years," Frost explained, "I still have a deep hatred towards my ex, Richie Ryan. It's his fault I have lost everything, but it's ironic because he lost his wife and daughter, from what I've heard through the grapevine. I am vowing to be the arch-villain of Duncan MacLeod, Richie Ryan and the rest of their little friends. I'll do as you ask, just as long as I see Richie crippled, beaten while he is down. Whatever you plan to do with MacLeod, it might be the key to emotionally cripple him."

"All right," O' Rourke nodded, "Well, we welcome you to our unholy alliance, Carrie Frost."

Frost then noticed Cain's disapproving glance, "You may not worry. There is no competition between us. Besides, we have something in common, don't we?"

"She has a point Miss Cain," Ming added, "Besides, I know the perfect way to break Richie Ryan and Duncan MacLeod."

"The latter piece by piece, right?" O' Rourke asked.

"Exactly," Ming answered as he got out a tablet before he pressed a few buttons, "I have an old friend who was left for dead years ago after my first encounter with Flash Gordon, but little did he know, he transferred his subconscious into a brand new machine after his original body died, and I bet Klytus will be delighted to finally be able to help me after years of waiting in the wings."

"And it couldn't have been at a more convenient time," O' Rourke smirked.

-The-Space-Between-

Duncan strided toward the entrance of the Black Tower. He stopped in front of door, and looked around before he entered the lobby.

Duncan looked around. He saw the lettering on wall read: KERAM ENTERPRISES.

Duncan walked through the lobby, and sensed the buzz. Marek dragged a gagged Margo out of the elevator alcove, and pointed a gun at her head.

"Devon Marek," Duncan greeted his former student.

"Long time, Duncan," Marek replied.

Duncan and Marek both recalled Marek being MacLeod's first ever student in the woods of 1634 Scotland.

"Look around you, MacLeod. I told you I'd accomplish great things," Marek stated, pulling Duncan from his thoughts.

Duncan didn't bother to look around, "You make toys, Marek. Get over it."

He pulled the music box knight out of his pocket, "I got your message."

He then threw the toy on the ground.

"You were wrong about me, MacLeod. Always," Marek stated.

"Was I? Then why are you hiding behind a woman?" Duncan asked.

"Who's hiding? I'm just setting the bait for the hunt. Allow me to introduce my other guests, MacLeod," Marek explained himself, "I believe you have already met Monsieur Benoit."

Benoit stepped into view, holding a laser rifle.

"The butchers of Basque: the brothers Montoya: Abel and Ruben," Marek continued. Abel and Ruben came down the staircase at the back of lobby, also carrying guns.

"Over fourteen years, they've combined for fifty-seven successful kills," Marek declared before he continued introducing that men, "and then, of course, there's our friend from the States, Mr. William Robert Shemp. I'm sure you can call him Billy Bob. You see, all his friends do."

Shemp stepped into view, with a shotgun on his shoulder.

"Mr. Shemp here is the finest bounty hunter ever to come out of the South," Marek explained, "He'll kill anything for a price. I mean, just ask his father."

Shemp lowered his shotgun to point at Duncan, "Let's get this show on the road."

"The rules are very simple, MacLeod," Marek declared.

"Since when did you play by the rules?" Duncan asked.

"They're not for me, they're for you," Marek answered.

"There are other rules. We both know them."

"In your world. In here, I write the rules, and they change with the game. Now, today, it's hide and seek. You see, I hide this gorgeous young creature here, and you try to find her."

"Cut the games, Marek. It's me you want. I'm here," Duncan insisted.

"Oh, now, where's the sport in that?" Marek replied, "Now, of course, while you're looking for her, my friends here will be looking for you."

"Boss, we're running a little behind schedule," a man announced over the PA.

"This game's mine, Dice," Marek replied, "I say when and I say how."

"Right. Cue me for the start," Dice replied via PA.

"You... have sixty seconds to start running," Marek told his opponent.

"Don't be ridiculous. Face me, Marek," Duncan urged him.

Marek cocked his gun, "Fifty-nine."

He started moving with Margo back toward elevator alcove, "Fifty-eight."

Shemp cocked his shotgun.

"Fifty-seven."

The Montoya twins cocked their guns.

"Fifty-six."

Benoit cocked his gun.

"Fifty-five, fifty-four….." Marek continued before he disappeared into the elevator alcove with Margo.

Duncan looked around at the four men pointing guns at him, and backed away slowly. As he kept backing away, the gunmen slowly advanced toward Duncan.

"Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six….." Marek called out via PA, "five, four, three, two, one. Play ball!"

Duncan dived through the stairwell door as the gunmen all opened fire. They shot at the closed door for a while, and then ran forward.

-The-Space-Between-

"Dice, pay attention," Marek stated as he entered the room.

"Yeah. I know," Dice replied as was watching through multiple monitors and recording equipment, "I'm paying attention. Man, I'm multitasking."

"I don't get it," Marek adjusted the knob on the sound board, "Well, I mean, I do- No, I don't get it. Why are we going to the trouble of setting up a live-action simulation for this new game design, when we could just create a design sim on the computer? No, really. I don't get it. No machine could ever take the place of reality. We need an accurate simulation. We've got to start with something that is virtually real."

"I don't believe- Oh, no. I do," Dice replied, "I think virtual is much cleaner than real. Much better. We're just begging to get "Betamaxed.""

"Just push the buttons, Dice," Marek replied.

"Okay. No, that's fine. But the whole simulation is flawed. I mean, this guy gets a prize if he gets out of the building."

Dice – Generica, man. Big deal. It's not like he's really running for his life or anything.

-The-Space-Between-

"There he is!" one of the men shouted as Duncan noticed them.

They shot at Duncan as he jumped down the stairwell, then chased him.

"Get after him!" the man shouted.

Duncan noticed Shemp shooting at him, stepping back as others ran past him.

"Go, go, go, go, go!"

Duncan grabbed the fire extinguisher, and bashed at locked door. He sprayed the extinguisher behind him before he fled through the door. Duncan heard the men call out for him as he remained in his hiding place.

"You can't hide, MacLeod!" one of the men shouted.

Shemp shined a light along ceiling beams, turned and shot the windows out of parked car. Car alarm started blaring in response.

"Shemp, did you find him?"

"Ye-haw!"

"It's all locked there. We're wasting our time."

"Come on!"

After a little bit, Duncan jumped out of the grate on wall, knocked one of the men down, then knocked him out with a length of pipe.

Shemp rans back, "What the hell was that?"

"Come on!" the other man exclaimed.

"Oh, shit, there he is!"

They shot at Duncan, hitting him in the shoulder before he ran back into the stairwell.

"Head upstairs," Shemp instructed as the men chased him, "He's mine!"

"Only if you get him first," the other man replied.

Duncan ran back up the stairs toward lobby. He then exited the stairwell back into lobby.

"Well done, Duncan. You're doing so well for a Highland savage," Marek stated over the PA.

Duncan looked up, and saw the security camera watching him.

"I've got something else to show you, Duncan," Marek told his opponent.

"You can't hide forever," Duncan let him know.

"Let me direct your attention to the security monitors," Marek stated as Duncan moved a monitor, "You can rescue her…...before the guard outside her door blows her brains out, and earn ten thousand bonus points."

Duncan looked at a bank of security monitors showing Margo tied up and gagged, sitting in a chair in a room, and a security guard standing presumably outside the room.

"Or you can put your tail between your legs and run home," Marek continued.

The lobby door opened on remote, giving Duncan a clear path out.

Duncan shook his head, and stepped up to a camera, "You know me better than that, Marek."

He then hefted a security rope stand.

Duncan knocked out a security camera before he wandered into view of another camera in the lobby.

"She's on level G-7, MacLeod," Marek announced.

"Really?" Duncan replied before he bashed the camera with a security rope stand.

Duncan then dropped the stand, took off his jacket, wincing at bullet wound in his shoulder, "Damn you, Marek."

He sets his jacket down, went to the elevator, entered and pressed a button to close the doors

"Oh!" Duncan grabbed at his wounded shoulder.

Duncan reacted to the elevator slowing down, and hit some buttons.

"Today is the day….." Marek declared over the PA, "for settling scores, MacLeod."

Duncan looked around, moved to stand in front of the camera in the corner of the elevator.

"You know, Marek, you're beginning to try my patience," Duncan stated, annoyed before he pulled the camera off the wall.

He yanked the camera out of wall, "Bye-bye."

Then he threw the camera aside.

Duncan caught his balance as the elevator started moving again.

As he heard gunfire below him, Duncan climbed the cables in the shaft.

-The-Space-Between-

Richie was walking down the streets, minding his own business. He was feeling sad over recent events, from his wife's death to April blaming MacLeod for what happened. Yeah, he did take his wife's head, but Richie didn't listen to Tori's warnings about the trap, and he was the one to blame, at least in his opinion, especially when Amanda nearly lost her head over everything.

Richie was started hearing strange noises nearby and then became more startled upon sensing the buzz.

He walked down the secluded area in hopes to try to find the source of the buzz.

"Sadness isn't necessary."

"Who's there?" Richie demanded as he drawn out his sword.

"Sadness isn't necessary. It can be deleted."

Richie tensed up, trying to track down the source of the noise, or whoever was talking to him now.

"Let's find the way!"

"What are you talking about?!" Richie demanded.

Before he could react, he felt himself being pulled into what looked like a strange looking portal. Richie braced himself in heading into wherever he was being taken to.

-The-Space-Between-

"How the hell could they let him get away?" Marek demanded.

"You said you didn't want it to be easy," Dice replied.

"Right."

"Hey. It was just a technical analysis. I mean, when I see something bogus, I should tell you, right?"

"What do you see?"

"The whole elevator module looked too good to be real. I could tell it was fake."

Marek replied with a smug smile, "Oh, really?"

He scoffed.

-The-Space-Between-

Duncan tried the locked door, grabbed the nearby broom and broke the head off, leaving a wooden shaft as a weapon.

He then entered the large janitor closet, closed door behind him, and went to a shelving unit holding various containers of cleaning liquids. He looked through the bottles.

"Hey, MacLeod," Shemp called out from the hallway.

Duncan was startled upon hearing the noises from hallway, then poured contents of a bottle into a metal bucket, "A little of this."

He then poured from a different bottle, "Little bit of that."

He paused a little bit before he poured more from first bottle, "Bit more of that. Oh, what the hell."

Duncan then emptied both bottles into the bucket. He grabbed a third bottle, poured some into a bucket and mixture began to hiss and bubble.

Duncan grabbed a roll of twine from the shelf, poured powder from a box onto a clean rag.

Humming to himself, Duncan ran a line of twine from the leg of the shelving unit across the doorway.

"Why don't you come over here?" he heard one of the men call out from outside.

"Where's he going?" another man asked.

"Almost there," Duncan said to himself before he suspended the rag-ball of powder above the bucket, heard the noises coming closer and had to stop himself before he accidentally set off the trip wire across the doorway.

He grabbed his broom-pole and flicked the light switch off.

Duncan reached around and turned the key in closet door, locking it, just as one of the men tried the handle.

Duncan grabbed a paint can lid from nearby and snuck to other side of closet. He came out into an empty room, still carrying paint can lid. He lifted the tile trap door in floor, dropped his broom-pole in, climbed in, then tossed the paint can lid across the room.

-The-Space-Between-

"This is great, man. It's just- I'm telling you. It blows me away," Dice stated in awe.

"Are you telling me we lost him again?" Marek asked.

"Yeah, and the hillbilly's down," Dice answered, "All we've got left are Spaniards."

"That's more than enough, Dice."

"This is the best beta simulation I have ever seen. I am talking ever."

"Right. Where is he now?"

"I don't know. Maybe- Wait a minute. Oh, this is great. I'm picking up temperature variance in the air-conditioning system. Looks like he's in the AC."

"Montoya," Marek spoke into the mic.

"Yeah?" Ruben answered.

"Not you, your brother."

Abel then spoke in Spanish.

"He's in the air ducts," Marek stated before he said to himself, "Run, little rabbit, run."

-The-Space-Between-

Duncan crashed through the ceiling tiles into an office space. Duncan looked around, reacting to having fallen through the ceiling.

Duncan hid behind the shelf, grabs toy off shelf. A guard entered the room. Duncan engaged the toy, sending it flying into the air. The guard turned toward it and Duncan knocked the shelf over onto him, knocked the gun from his hand with his broom-pole, and after a brief fight, and knocked him out.

Duncan went down the hall and tried to open the door as the guard was standing by. It was locked. He kicked it open and ran into Margo. He untied her, looking up at security camera on wall.

"Oh, God, Duncan. Thank God you're here," Margo stated in relief.

"You all right?" Duncan asked.

Margo noticed the bullet hole and blood on the shoulder of his shirt, "You're hurt."

"No, I'm fine. Let's go. Go," Duncan reassured her before urging her.

"What the hell is going on?" Margo asked.

-The-Space-Between-

Marek noticed a monitor showing a cop looking around, and entering building.

"Isn't this a little late in the game to be adding a new character?" Dice asked.

"I sure as hell didn't put him in there," Marek answered.

"It must've been me," Dice replied before he changed the feed to show the lobby, "So, I get character creation royalties?"

"Shut up, Dice. The next time you leave a door open, I'll have your head," Marek warned him before he stormed out of the room and went into the elevator.

Marek walked out of the elevator alcove, and shot the cop, killing him instantly.

-The-Space-Between-

"That cop was no player persona," Dice stated as Marek returned.

"You got a problem?" Marek asked.

"You really aced him," Dice answered.

"How very observant of you."

-The-Space-Between-

"Why is he doing this? What does he want from me?" Margo asked.

"If it's any consolation, it's not you he's after. It's me," Duncan answered.

"What did you do to him?"

"Nothing."

"Listen, I think I have the right to know. You must have done something to him," Margo insisted.

"I helped him once," Duncan told her.

"Oh, well, that explains it, doesn't it?" Margo asked.

"It's a long story," Duncan answered before telling her, "Let's get out of here."

He escorted Margo down the hallway and took out the security camera.

Then Margo & Duncan entered an office. Margo reached for a phone on the desk.

"What are you doing?" Duncan asked.

"I'm calling the police," Margo answered.

"I doubt it," Duncan looked at the floor lamp.

"It's dead," Margo announced as she was unable to make a call.

"Marek has control of everything," Duncan explained, "The phones, the elevators. Security."

"Oh, my God. He's insane," Margo stated.

"Yeah, that's putting it mildly," Duncan replied before he yanked the cord out of the electric pencil sharpener on desk.

"So we're just supposed to sit here and wait for those goons to come and get us now?" Margo asked.

"Yes... and no," Duncan answered before he yanked the cord from the floor lamp.

"Duncan, I hate to interfere, but do you think this is really the time to be redecorating?" Margo asked.

"I've got an idea."

"Ideas are good, but guns are better."

"Up on the desk," Duncan stated before he took her jacket off.

"What?"

"Get up on the desk until I tell you it's safe."

"Safe? Okay, I like safe."

Duncan hung the jacket on coat rack, "Here, pull this apart while you're waiting."

He handed her the electrical cords.

"Okay. Why not?" Margo started separating the wires from the electrical cords.

"Tu eres muerto!" one of the men yelled.

He fired both guns into the office. Margo was hiding in an alcove behind a small table, out of range. The man entered the office, and turned toward her. Duncan jumped down from above the door, tackled the man, and broke his neck.

"You okay?" Duncan asked Margo.

"Um, oh yeah, I'm fine," Margo answered.

"You wait here," Duncan told her.

"Wait a minute. Duncan, wait a minute," Margo demanded, "W-Where are you going? What are you doing?"

"It's better if you wait here," Duncan insisted.

"Oh, no you don't," Margo argued.

"I know what I'm doing," Duncan reassured her.

"I'm coming with you."

"No. You'll be safer here. Margo, I'm sorry about all of this."

"I have to say this has been a hell of a date," Margo stated.

"Trust me?" Duncan asked.

"Yeah. With my life," Margo answered before she kissed him, "Be very careful. You're very valuable to me."

Duncan smiled, kissed her, stepped through the broken glass of the office door, and joked, "Lock the door behind me."

Duncan walked out into hallway. He entered command room, sword in hand.

"It took you long enough," Marek stated.

"Look, guys, you're taking this reality thing way too far," Dice stated as he was walking toward Duncan. The Highlander punched him in the face and he collapsed.

"I lost everything because of you," Marek told his former teacher.

"You lost nothing," Duncan replied.

"I lost my whole world, and it's taken me nearly four hundred years to get it back," Marek told him, "but you look around, MacLeod. I've built an empire."

"Well, you went to enough trouble trying to find me, Marek," Duncan stated, "All you ever had to do was ask."

He was suddenly shot from behind, staggered, turned, and saw Margo entering room with gun pointed at him.

"Sorry, Duncan, but a girl's gotta pay the bills," Margo apologized.

-The-Space-Between-

Marek smiled, and started toward him. Duncan ran, and threw himself out window.

Marek looked out the window at Duncan sprawled on lobby floor below.

Margo ejected the clip from her gun as Marek walked over to her, "Well, he's dead."

"Is that your professional opinion?" Marek asked.

"Yes, it is," Margo answered.

"I wish it were that easy."

"Well, you got your body. Where's the money?" Margo inquired.

"It's not over yet."

"Look, we had a deal."

"Yes, and the job's not done."

"Oh, what are you trying to pull? You know no one could survive a fall like that."

"Yes, you're right. You're, um, absolutely right," Marek then stood behind her with a hand on her shoulder, and pulled out a gun with his other hand.

-The-Space-Between-

Duncan grabbed Dice by the throat, and pushed him back into room.

"Y-You're supposed to be a game," Dice stammered.

Duncan then pulled Dice in close, "Is this real enough for you?"

"I didn't know."

"You didn't know?"

"Yes- No. I did not. I-I didn't," Dice admitted, "It's not my fault. It was just supposed to be a simulation.:

"A simulation?" Duncan stated before he shoved Dice away, "People are dead. Real people. Not virtually real."

"I didn't know he was playing for keeps in meat space. How could I?" Dice pleaded, "Please don't kill me. It was all Marek. He's a madman. He's gone completely postal. Please, you've got to help me."

"Help you? You were trying to kill me."

"Not you," Dice pointed to the monitor, "Him."

He shown the monitor playing the recording of Duncan in basement parking garage, being shot.

"That is me," Duncan told him.

"Yes, I know. I know now. I'm sorry."

"Get out of here," Duncan pushed him away.

"Where am I going to go? He's gonna find me, and then it's game over," Dice stated.

Duncan relented, "All right- you help me, and I'll help you."

"Anything."

"Get me that chair."

After everything was set up, Duncan looked at Dice, and then nodded. Dice pressed a button.

"Welcome back….." Duncan spoke into the mic, "to your kingdom, Marek."

"Dice?!" Marek exclaimed in disbelief as he was on one of the monitors showing him in an elevator.

"No," Duncan replied, "No Dice. I'm waiting for you now, Marek."

Marek pressed the elevator buttons but nothing happened, "Dice, where the hell are you? Get me off this elevator."

"I thought you wanted to play?" Duncan declared.

"MacLeod," Marek stated, realizing who was talking to him.

"It's my game now. My rules," Duncan declared before he pressed the button and the elevator started moving.

"Good-bye," Duncan told Dice pointedly.

Dice left the room.

Moments later, Marek entered the command post, "I'm here, MacLeod."

Duncan turned to face him, "Just the way it's supposed to be. Just you and me."

"I told you before. Your rules don't apply to me."

"They do now," Duncan replied before the fight began. Eventually, Duncan disarmed Marek.

"Now you wouldn't kill an unarmed man, would you?" Marek asked, "and I was telling Dice what a hero you are. How different are we really?"

"Go ahead. Pick it up," Duncan urged him, stepping back.

Marek grabbed up his sword again, "That was a really big mistake, Duncan. You can rest assured, I wouldn't offer you the same courtesy."

"Yeah, that's the difference between you and me," Duncan replied.

The fight resumed. Duncan won the fight easily, and beheaded Marek. As he took his opponents quickening, he was unaware of the monitors showing the quickening: one, then two, then row of three, then 2×2 filling the screen, to 3x3, to approximately 4x5 (with outer edges cut off), then a 5x5.5 grid with a single image of Duncan's face spread over it as the quickening ended.

All that technology in the room, and they didn't blow up any of it.

-The-Space-Between-

Duncan and Dice are standing outside with a few onlookers as Margo's body was being wheeled out on a gurney.

"You've got to admit. It would've made a great game," Dice stated.

"You never even saw me. You got that?" Duncan asked.

"No dice," Dice answered.

"No MacLeod."

"That's what I mean."

"Not here, not on your monitors."

"Nowhere."

"Not even in your wildest imagination."

"Man, I never go there."

"Right," Duncan replied before walked off.

He looked to see Richie standing next to him, "Richie, what are you doing here?"

"Just came to see you," Richie answered.

Duncan nodded, "Okay. You know I would be at the barge, right?"

"Yes," Richie answered, "of course."

-The-Space-Between-

Klytus managed to get Duncan's image before he gathered the information about his subject.

Subject Name: Duncan MacLeod

Known as: Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod; Mac; the Highlander

Species: Human – Immortal

Age: 406 years

Best friends with Subject Richie Ryan since 1992, for six years – more like a father-son relationship

Klytus scanned through different memories of Richie Ryan: seeing what kind of person he was before he caught an image of Richie and gathered information of the subject he was disguising himself as.

Subject Name: Richard Ryan

Known as: Richie Ryan (common name); Richard Redstone

Species: Human – Immortal

Immortal since 1993

Age: 23 years

Widower of Tori Gordon – Ryan

Considers Duncan MacLeod a father figure

Klytus was glad to finally be helping Ming the Merciless after so many years of hiding in the shadows after his first apparent death during Flash Gordon's first encounter of the planet Mongo. Whatever the Unholy alliance was planning, it included Mongo and his master, and Klytus was willing to take action in helping out the Unholy Alliance.

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Author's Note:

I'll admit that this wasn't one of my favorite episodes. I hated Season 6 because Richie was dead and not in the opening credits, but all things considered, I did like some things about Season 6. Marek was the mentor to Peter Kanis from "Leader of the Pack," which was an interesting fact here.

I tried making this chapter mostly focus from Duncan's POV, which should explain a lot of things.

Katya is up next and I bet things are going to be interesting with Duncan still reeling from Tori's death and Klytus in the mix. What could he be up to while infiltrating Duncan MacLeod?

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Chapters

1: Prelude — Part One

Everyone reflects on the recent events while considering the future.

2: Prelude — Part Two

Angie tends to a despondent Richie. Portals to new dimensions are discovered.

3: Sins of the Father

Duncan embarks on a journey abroad. Richie confronts his trauma.

4: Diplomatic Immunity

Richie joins others in Paris.