Well, in recent days, thanks to the Beret War, this board has started
to become a fun place again. With that in mind, I found an old throwaway
idea I'd posted in an old post about how I would have done Season 5
differently if I still had to get rid of the O'Connells. Well, I decided
to bring back what this board has been lacking in! FANFICTION! (ala,
the FF in this post, from now on, all my Fan fiction will be labeled
FF so that people know it's fan ficition, so if they want to skip it,
they can) Also, as of right now, this alternate S5 will only be available
here on the board, making it very specail indeed!
The latest world to come form the MAYBE Machine, Earth 406, was not
a single effort. With sleepingtiger at my side, (she deserves most of
the credit, she came up with things I NEVER would have thought of) we
set about developing what might have been for Sliders Season 5 . . .
Sit back, strap in and get ready for the ride of a lifetime. The MAYBE
Machine is back!
The MAYBE Machine Presents . . . Earth 406 . . .
Rembrandt Browns eyes slowly began to focus. He could hear voices
around him.
Hes coming to.
Thank God, I thought wed lost him.
How much time?
Weve still got ten minutes.
Rembrandts eyes focused and he could almost make out the three
figures surrounding him. Quinn? Maggie? Colin? That you guys?
One of the figures helped Remmy out of bed.
Cmon Doc, we gotta get you dressed. We slide in a few minutes.
Rembrandt spoke with confusion in his voice, Doc? You guys okay?
Maggie?
Doc . . . Rembrandt. Never call me Maggie. I think that accident
jarred your head worse than we thought. Its me Margaret . . .
Meg to you three.
Rembrandts eyes finally focused. He turned to his left expecting
to see Quinn, but instead saw a face he had never seen before. Who
are you?
Doc, its me, Jack.
Rembrandt pulled himself away from Jack and spoke, Whats
going on here? Maggie? Rembrandt turned in Maggies direction
and noticed something. Her hair was the orange-reddish- blonde shade
it had been when he first met her on Pulsar World.
Maggie grabbed him by the arm and twisted it around. Damn Woman!
That hurts!
I told you once and I wont tell you again! Never call me
Maggie! Thats a sluts name!
Sorry . . . Meg. He replied.
The young blonde who had stayed to the side spoke, Its
time. She raised a strange looking device into the air and two
bolts of blue electricity flowed from it. They coalesced at a single
point and formed a large blue swirling vortex. She immediately dove
in.
Cmon Doc. It could be the slide home, Jack said.
Youve got the wrong guy! Rembrandt screamed.
Meg shook her head. I didnt want to do this. Meg
hit Rembrandt in the back and knocked him unconscious. Grab him
Jack!
Jack cracked a smile, I love it when you do that!
Careful, or Ill have to tell Nel and Doc about those love
poems youve been sending me. Meg cracked a smile and dove
into the vortex.
Geez! You should lose some weight Doc! Jack lifted Rembrandt
up, tossed him over his shoulder and dove into the vortex.
The swirling cylinder slowly collapsed and the door to the room opened.
Maggie Beckett stuck her head into the door. Remmy? You in here?
Silence was her answer. Maggie shrugged her shoulders and spoke, Guess
I better get back to Quinn and Colin. Weve got to find Remmy before
the slide.
What if you could travel the multi-verse? What if you were accidently
taken for the ride of your life and stranded there? Welcome to our journey.
SLIDERS: Earth 406
"Everything Changes"
Geez Meg, did you have to hit him so hard? Jack Drake leaned
back in a chair and waited for what was coming.
I do good work Jack. Hows the timer holding up Nel?
Penelope Nel Stewart sat at a desk in the hotel room. She
was looking over the timer very carefully. It seems fine. Its
hard to get use to the new look Doc gave it.
I know. Only the Doc would think of using a PalmPilot as the
new casing when the old casing was destroyed. Ever figure out those
new features he added?
I'm starting too. I'll be glad when he's feeling better tho'.
I may have been his prize pupil back home, but his knowledge of sliding
is still way beyond what I understand about it. Nel took off her
glasses and laid the timer down. Anyway, weve got a few
days here. Might as well enjoy ourselves. Everything seems normal enough.
Jack rose out of the chair and spoke, What about Doc?
Meg smiled. He should be coming around soon enough.
Remmy groaned at that moment. Had the strangest dream guys. I
was abducted by some other sliders who kept callin me Doc.
It was freaky. Remmy looked around. He saw those unfamiliar faces
around him. It wasnt a dream.
Easy there Doc. Everythings okay. Youre back with
us. You gave us quite a scare on that last world. Jack said.
"Doc?" Remmy looked from person to person..."What is
going on?"
Nel turned to the others "After all that we got the wrong one?"
Megs head sank. I thought he was just disoriented. . .
talking crazy. I mean what are the odds of two Rembrandt Browns being
in the hospital.
So youre not the Doc? Jack asked.
Ive been called a lot of things in my life, but never Doc.
Im the Cryin Man. Remmy said with a smile.
"You cry?" Jack cringed.
Remmy couldnt help but laugh. No, Im a musician.
Remmy began to sing, Cry Like A Man . . . Cry Like A Man.
All three Sliders stared at him in shock.
"He can carry a tune," Nel whispered.
"He's got moves," Meg gasped.
"Wow," Jack was his usual eloquent self.
Remmy couldn't help but laugh. "I see I have some new fans?"
It suddenly hit Nel and she hit the wall sliding down. "Ohmigod
Ohmigod Ohmigod"
Concerned Jack squatted next to her, "What's up sweety?"
"I have to get us home. It's all on me now." Tears were starting
to fall.
Stop your cryin there girl. Its okay. When your window
opens here, you just put it that last worlds coordinates and we sort
everything out. Im sure my friends will have figured out what
happened and be waiting.
Nel looked up, "That's the problem."
"What?" Remmy almost shouted.
"We haven't finished incorporated that aspect of the timer."
Jack folded his arms around her as she sobbed while he shot a "help
me" look at Meg.
Remmy tried to keep calm. Its okay. My friends can track
wormholes. If they figured out what happened, theyll come looking
for us.
Margaret Beckett gingerly sat on the edge of a double bed. "We
need to calm down and think this through. Was the anti tracker activated?"
"Anti-tracker?" Remmy's voice suddenly fell to a whisper.
His next hope was going up in smoke.
"The anti-tracker was Doc's protection against the Kromaggs."
Meg looked at her friends. "No one can track us when it's enabled."
"Well? Was it?" Remmy was becoming agitated.
"Mmmhmmm" Nel burst into a fresh round of tears. Jack stroked
her hair tenderly as she came to terms with her new role on the team.
Remmy's face went almost blank as the situation began to sink in. "Then
. . .I'm stuck here."
"And we've lost Doc," Meg spat. She rose and began to pace.
Can we still track quantum sigs? Or was that not enabled either?"
"Leave her alone," Jack warned.
"Why is it you always have to go into FBI bitch mode when things
like this happen?" Nel blurted out.
"Shit Nel, I'm sorry I'm offending your Puritan sensibilities."
Nel rose and faced Meg. "Listen up Prima Donna. Remove the stick
from your ass and get off my back! I will do everything I can, but I'm
not Doc and I will not put up with any more of your shit." Nel's
blue eyes sparked.
Meg's arm went back, but Jack grabbed before she could swing her fist.
"Enough girls!" They had only heard that tone in Jack's voice
once. And once had been enough.
Remmy had taken all he could. Will you three stop it? Damn it!
You two are almost as bad as Maggie and Wade were . . . Wade . . . how
will I find her now?
"Not Wade Welles?" Nel turned from Meg.
"You were married to Wade too?" Jack let go of Meg.
Meg thudded straight to the floor. Memories welled up. It was her turn
to cry.
Nel was torn between Remmy and Meg. "Crap. Meg, I'm sorry. It
wasn't your fault."
Jack stayed silent. He never could lie well. He would never forget
what Meg had done to his ... half-sister.
Meg looked up. "I chose...and" she couldn't finish.
"We don't know she's dead Meg. She was preggers and fell through
a vortex."
The scene played out in Jack's mind. He had been holding Logan off,
the first psycho Logan they'd met. Logan had gut checked him and wounded
his family jewels...doubled over he watched as Meg let Wade fall back
into the wormhole.
Rembrandt could scarcely believe what he was hearing. "Married?
Without the love potion..." his voice trailed.
Jack scarcely heard Rembrandt as he saw Meg shove Logan in after Wade.
He closed his eyes for a moment. For all her wonderful qualities, there
would always be that moment.
The group was in shambles. The old wounds had reared their heads. Rembrandt
tried to shake the shock from his mind. He had to do something. These
people were falling apart in front of him. What could he do? He had
lost his friends and been stranded here with this group of sliders,
a group that seemed to be even more emotionally shaken then his own.
Rembrandt didnt know it, but he would be their salvation.
On another of an infinite number of parallel Earths, Logan chased after
the two year old RJ. "Wade lets go"
"I'm just grabbing the gear. Let me take him while you grab the
timer and your bag."
"Okay Wade."
RJ giggled at the vortex. He loved the colors.
More To Come.
If response is good, you'll be seeing more of Earth 406 in the future,
so let us know what you think!
Thanks
--Chaser9
http://www.slidersweb.net/otherworlds