From: Lord Ihcalam (swiften_at_yahoo.com)
Date: Fri May 16 2008 - 23:41:36 PDT
"126"
Location: Pnarran War Cruiser Occasus
Scene: Control Deck
Stardate: 2.805155
Alternate Reality
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"Lord Ihcalam, we have a transmission coming from the war council. It’s a Lords
Only Directive."
Powerfull green eyes looked over at the underling that had just interrupted his
meal without the proper announcement of from one of his betters. He prodiced
his crystal from its place on his wrist and pointed it at the underling. "You
forget your place brother. Agon!" he watched as his younger brother withered
and shrieked on the deck in excruciating pain for 2 full minutes before he
released him.
"Thank you for being merciful my lord. I beg forgiveness I will not transgress
again."
"I am only merciful for you brother. It pains me to have to disiplin, yet my
authority and protocol MUST be maintained. Now, please deliver your message and
begone."
"Yes my lord. The war council has ordered us to proceed to the following
coordinates where they will send encrypted orders to us reguarding our next
mission."
"Very well. Have shipmaster Gabriel take us to those coordinates, and alert me
when we arrive."
"Yes my lord"
Hunter smiled evilly as his younger brother stood his ground waiting to be
dismissed. "You see my brother, you can learn protocol, father was lax with
your training, I am pleased that it has come back with only the most slight of
error now and then. You may go, inform your wife that evening meal will be held
in my suite this evening. We will go over the next phase of your training."
Malaki Lucous Williams kneeled before his brothers ruling seat before
disappearing back out the way he had came in. Hunter, or as he was now
addressed as Lord Ihcalam, had been the eldest child of a light family while he
himself was dark. It was this darkness that now ruled his world, and its
Empire, that allowed the old ways to continue and allowed for Sean Williams'
death when he became too old and weak to carry on the family title.
When Hunter killed his father, all lands titles and power were transferred to
him as the heir, and the Williams' the sole remaining line of clan Ihcalam,
overnight became one of the darkest families in the Pnarran Empire.
Twenty minutes later a squire announced the presence of his brother once more.
Gaining admittance, Malaki once again knelt before him, expressing his
reverence with every bit of body language he could muster. For to fail to do so
would mean pain. Maybe even death. "My lord, the ship has been aligned to the
proper coordinates for communications with the homeworld."
"Very well brother, you may rise, and take your place beside me."
It was a rare honor indeed to be allowed to stand beside his brother, one of
the most respected and probably feared lords in all of the Pnarran Empire. A
large screen dropped down infront of the brothers and cxame to life with
several masked men appearing on the screen. {{Lord Ihcalam}}
"Council. You honor me with your summons."
{{Yes. Approximately 13 hours ago one of our monitoring stations in your zone
picked up a dimensional echo. You will proceed to the coordinates and
investigate.}}
"It will be done. Is it known if the Terrans or any of their minions possess
the great gift?"
{{We do not know. If they do it is a temporary possession. Most likely a
prototype. If they don’t it is most likely some sort of accident. Either way,
if you find a ship has gone through, you will pursuit and neutralize. We cannot
have them think we will allow such transgressions.}}
"Thy will be done." Hunter responded, giving proper respect to those on the
council. The screen went blank and retracted into its storage place. "Come
brother, we must go to the main deck, and inquire about this incident."
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3 Hours later
Spatial sector where Shiv jumped universes
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"My Lord, we have arrived at the ordered coordinates."
"Very well shipmaster. Drop from sidewarp, all stop. Engage the dimensional
scanners"
"Scanners online. We are reading the remnants of a smaller terran vessel, most
likely a pirate ship."
"So they were here. Any indication as to where they went?"
"The barriers between dimensions is weak in this area. We are able to detect
far more numerous levels of travel than normal. It will take several hours to
determine if the pirates went to one of these dimensions, or another universe
all together."
"I do not need boring explanations. Just tell me how long it will take to find
them and get to it!" Hunter growled at them.
"1-12 hours minimum."
One minute over 12, and you wont live to regret it! Your heirs will be burying
a box filled with goo that used to be you!"
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Location: GS2
Scene: MCO office
Current Reality
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All the medics that Hunter had were now actively treating the wounded that had
came from the remains of the Intrepid class ship. Investigating this incident
wasn’t his area of responsibility so he left it to the Navy personnel.
The doors to his office opened, and a haggard teenager walked in still wearing
only his underwear which now seemed to have several tears and were hanging off
of him in tatters. "Done? So soon? I cant believe that."
"Interrogation has replaced the trust we had Your misguided accusations,
helping me to turn my back
"Humor me. Wait here while I check your work."
Hunter went off to check the shower stalls and workout rooms he'd had the teen
clean. They were spotless as he had demanded, even though he expected
otherwise. He returned to his office to find the kid sitting in a chair,
rubbing his hands together. "You did well. You may have your clothes back, and
return here tomorrow for more work. Dismissed." LJ glared at the man while
pulling up his trousers. He didn’t bother with the shirt and stormed from the
office anyway. "Such an angry young man. Full of potential though." He made
plans to have the kid clean the ward room and Marine galleys tomorrow. Maybe if
he was exhausted he couldn’t prank anyone.
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Songs Used
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Spineshank – Beginning of the End
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Col Bret Maverick
USS Patriot NCC-5781-A
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V Adm Adam Heyting
Public Relations Office
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V Adm Nathan Hathaway
Chief of Starfleet Engineering
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Maj Hunter Williams
2/5th Regiment Commander USS Vincennes
Task Force 44, Group Shadow
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