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badly_knittedTitle: A Dangerous Man
Fandom: The Fantastic Journey
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badly_knittedCharacters: Jonathan Willaway, Varian, York, Rayat.
Rating: PG
Spoilers/Setting: The Innocent Prey.
Summary: Having proof of something isn’t always enough.
Written For: The prompt ‘Proof’ on my
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A/N: Quadruple drabble.
The whole situation was beyond frustrating; Jonathan and Varian had discovered incontrovertible proof that York was not what he claimed to be. Even before finding that proof, Jonathan had been entertaining certain doubts about York being a pilot. He didn’t behave or talk like one, wasn’t interested in discussing technology, or anything to do with his ship, and for good reason; he’d been a passenger, not crew, a prisoner being transported to jail.
Worse than that, he was a convicted murderer, displaying advanced psychotic behaviour, a dangerously unstable man with a violent temper. That should have been all anyone needed to hear to know that York was almost certainly responsible for the death of Roland, Rayat’s son and heir, even though York claimed there had simply been an accident.
Together with Fred, they’d taken the information they’d discovered to Rayat, but the kindly old man had refused to accept what they were telling him, purely because he had no conception of crime. He and his people lived a quiet, simple, peaceful, harmonious life; lies, theft, violence, and even murder, were alien concepts to him. He simply couldn’t comprehend why anyone would want to harm another person, or take by force what would have been freely given. There seemed to be no way of convincing him that York must be stopped, locked up, prevented from harming more of Rayat’s people, or even Rayat himself.
Not that locking him up was an option, since locks didn’t exist here. There were no doors, the windows were open to the air, because no one had anything to fear from anyone else. Until now. Even driving York from Rayat’s domain wouldn’t do any good, it would just be a case of making him someone else’s problem, and what was there to prevent him from coming back?
Even though Jonathan had been the one to discover the truth about York, he’d found himself wondering if it should really be up to him and the others to deal with the situation. What could they do beyond trying again to persuade Rayat of the danger to him and his people, and urging them to take action? Doing the right thing could be such a complicated matter; the right course of action wasn’t always as clearcut as it perhaps should be.
But Varian was right, they’d brought York to this place; like it or not, the responsibility was theirs.
The End
Worse than that, he was a convicted murderer, displaying advanced psychotic behaviour, a dangerously unstable man with a violent temper. That should have been all anyone needed to hear to know that York was almost certainly responsible for the death of Roland, Rayat’s son and heir, even though York claimed there had simply been an accident.
Together with Fred, they’d taken the information they’d discovered to Rayat, but the kindly old man had refused to accept what they were telling him, purely because he had no conception of crime. He and his people lived a quiet, simple, peaceful, harmonious life; lies, theft, violence, and even murder, were alien concepts to him. He simply couldn’t comprehend why anyone would want to harm another person, or take by force what would have been freely given. There seemed to be no way of convincing him that York must be stopped, locked up, prevented from harming more of Rayat’s people, or even Rayat himself.
Not that locking him up was an option, since locks didn’t exist here. There were no doors, the windows were open to the air, because no one had anything to fear from anyone else. Until now. Even driving York from Rayat’s domain wouldn’t do any good, it would just be a case of making him someone else’s problem, and what was there to prevent him from coming back?
Even though Jonathan had been the one to discover the truth about York, he’d found himself wondering if it should really be up to him and the others to deal with the situation. What could they do beyond trying again to persuade Rayat of the danger to him and his people, and urging them to take action? Doing the right thing could be such a complicated matter; the right course of action wasn’t always as clearcut as it perhaps should be.
But Varian was right, they’d brought York to this place; like it or not, the responsibility was theirs.
The End
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