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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: A Promise of Vengeance==
===by David Kiel===
SD: SD 2261.125
TSS Hood: Deck Nine
<Previously on Star Trek: Hood>
[Auto-destruct in 4 minutes 29 seconds.]
"Cedria." Corbett implored.
"Go," Cedria shouted at the doctor. "Preflight the shuttle, just in case I can't
make him do what I want."
"I won't leave without you."
"Don't be stupid. A lot of people are counting on that shuttle being ready." She
snapped back at him. "Beside this is between Trills and not for outsiders to
see."
<and now>
Cedria drew a second blade from the sheath on her thigh. A non poisoned blade
she had carried for just this moment. "I gave you my word, Arcturus. I am
sorry it took this long to follow through."
"I take it we've met before."
"Not you Zade." Cedria spat at him, flipping the knife in her hand and pressing
his jaw tighter with the other.
Arcturus followed her eyes as she waited for the Terrans to get clear of the
corridor. For the first time he wished he had allowed more of the hosts
presence to manifest itself. But the symbionts did not share consciousness with
the feeble humanoids they chose to dominate. There was something in the hosts
memory, something he had been hiding. What had this creature been hiding from
him?
<Five years earlier.>
He stood in a clearing, in the hill lands of Trill. The green lands stretched
into the distance, the white lines of the ice caves at the very limit of the
horizon. An arch had been set up and decorated with wildflowers. It was a
ceremony, a gathering, Terran styled. Her choice, he suddenly remembered.
Arcturus turned, emotions surging, Zade crouched in the shadows of his memories
and took it all in. The humanoids were prone to overemotional displays, their
short and tenuous lives demanded it really. His hosts gaze settled on one
person in the gathering of onlookers and Zade began to understand.
Cedria Vylex stood, clad in flowing white, a small wreath of flowers at her
hands. Zade twitched at the baseness of Arcturus memories, the pride and
humility the assassin felt as he watched his chosen mate walk forward to the
joining ceremony. He remembered the day.
Zade was somewhere overhead, his host bleeding to death at the edge of orbit.
As these two embraced and the ceremony began he was above, giving instructions
to prepare the new host. Someone with the skills for assassination, and a
personality he could dominate. At the very moment that the ceremonial master
was pronouncing the two of them wed, Zade was giving the orders to find Arcturus
Quall and have him prepared for joining.
Quall, a name he'd read once in his life, while dying, and discarded from his
memory just as quickly. Sometimes the simplest of things proved to be
important.
[Auto destruct in three minutes eleven seconds.]
Zade twisted and jerked, arm snapping to disarm the treacherous bitch his host
had married. The poisoned blade clattered to the deck and skittered down the
corridor. He aimed a second blow targeted to disable her. She blocked it
smoothly, having sparred with Arcturus for years. He countered and so did she.
It was the other blade that struck, the non poisoned one, a smooth slice
straight across the lower abdomen. Her free hand struck a most unpredictable
blow. His hands moved up to block air protecting the neck and head while her
hand wrapped around the symbiont and jerked. Arcturus dropped to his knees
stunned mouth gaping in disbelief. He saw the blade flash and then nothing, the
symbiont itself was blind outside of the pools.
Cedria set the wriggling slug shaped creature on the ground and stabbed, and
again, and again. Six times she drew the blade through the foul creature before
leaving her knife embedded in the corpse.
"Cedria."
She looked up and saw recognition in his eyes. She had passed him in the
corridors of Hood thirty-one times, never once was there a glint of it, Zade had
had complete control. "I'm sorry, I couldn't get to the chamber to stop them.
By the time the order released me, Zade had gone. You were gone."
He brushed her hair back from her face, wiping away some of her tears. "You did
well. You saved me."
"You'll die without the symbiont."
"But, Ill die free." He kissed her, for only the second time as man and wife.
"You have to go."
She shook her head, her eyes locked on his. "I c-cant."
[Auto destruct in two-minutes thirty-four seconds.]
"You must." Arcturus slumped to the deck. "Hood must die. If you stay I will
have to cancel the destruct. We will lose our chance."
"Arc." She ran her fingers along the side of his face, trying to burn it to her
memory.
"Go, now." He smiled, and leaned back against the wall.
[Auto destruct in two-minutes seventeen seconds.]
Cedria leaned in and kissed her husband goodbye and then turned, blinking and
began sprinting for the hangar bay.
Respectfully submitted;
David Kiel
Lt Cedria Zade,
NAV, USS HOOD NCC-1703
ASR: ORIGINS
Cedria Quall
Trill Assassin, The Resistance
Arcturus Quall
Freed Host, The Resistance
Zade
Dead Symbiont
Acting CO, TSS Hood




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