Lexx and the mother of all crossovers (Part One)
If nothing else, Bowcatz was good at building bob-wire fences. With T-posts and the all the tools necessary, she stayed busy on her farm keeping her property line in order. Her neighbor’s cattle had a way of straying onto her property eating up the deer food plots.
Now she dreamed she was walking along the boundary line nearest the creek and wondering how the fence had aged so much. The rusting wire had fallen off the T-posts, which were rusted to the point of crumbling in her fingers. Where had all the time gone? Suddenly, her legs felt very heavy and she fell to the ground. It was then she woke up.
She heard footsteps moving away from the room she was in. Sitting up, she stretched out her arms and her spine. Standing, she listened carefully for more sounds. Her growling belly was the only sound she heard.
On the bridge, she met Stanley. He was alone. His face was dark and very sad.
“What’s wrong?” Bowcatz asked concerned. She sat down beside him.
He looked at her for a moment then replied softly. “I thought I was the only one onboard. We were standing here talking then the light went kinda strange and then everyone was gone. I couldn’t find anyone. I don’t do alone very well. You think I would get use to it, by now.”
“Zev showed me to a room off the main corridor. I’ve been sleeping for atleast four hours. Man, I’m hungry, too. Wish my backpack had been beamed up with me. I always take a big snack bag with me when I hunt.”
Stanley looked at her kindly. The meanness had gone out of him. The hours alone had changed him. “Yeah, what kinda snacks? We only have the goo.”
“Goo?”
“Yeah, goo. The Lexx feeds us goo.”
“That doesn’t sound very good.”
“It’s not. But, it beats starving to death.”
“I hear ya. As for snacks, I keep peanutbutter chocolate chip cookies, sardines, crackers, deer jerky, pickled artichoke hearts in the little glass jars, sometimes biscuits and sausage. When my parents were alive, I would always have really good home-cooked food. But, now it’s mainly snack food or salads. ”
“I don’t know what most of what you said is, but it sounds good.”
“Yeah, I like it.”
As they spoke, Bowcatz noticed how the light in the bridge became a yellowish intense color. It lasted for a few minutes. Then they both heard the voices climb in volume around them. It was the British group that spoke first.
“Where did you go? Where have we been? Oh…..that was a strange sensation.”
Bowcatz and Stanley looked at each other in surprise and the people slowly appearing in the room. But, Kai never re-appeared. When Zev noticed this, she became obviously sad.
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