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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: What's Next?</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 9-26-1996</h4> | |||
Stardate: 80926.0923<br> | |||
Scene: Krysa's Holodeck<br> | |||
Krysa laughed at the man in front of her. "Your ticket's just been | |||
canceled!" She thought that it didn't quite match the quality of her | |||
'unhand me, you pig,' remark, but it would do. She rushed the man, | |||
surprising him completely, and knocking him off balance. She stood | |||
poised for his attack as he stood, casually brushing the dirt of his | |||
clothes. Right then, watching his confident advance on her, she | |||
couldn't help but wish this program came with phasers. | |||
Malk chuckled, "Did you really think that would be enough to stop me, | |||
little girl." | |||
"I didn't want to stop you, just throw you off guard," Krysa said | |||
confidently, though she wasn't sure she could avoid him again. She | |||
had no weapons and this man was twice her size. Right now she was | |||
thinking that it might have been a good idea if she and Makayla had | |||
listened to Alanth's words, and stayed at home. | |||
<We had to help Paranth.> Came Makayla's calm reply. | |||
<So why don't you get over here and help me now or we'll never be | |||
able to help him.> | |||
<I can't. His dragon won't give me room to take off.> | |||
Krysa threw a quick glance toward the large black dragon who was | |||
towering over the much smaller Makayla and Paranth, effectively | |||
keeping them on the ground. She heard Malk's booming laughter as she | |||
spun her head back to look at him, "See the baby dragon will be of no | |||
help to you." | |||
"No! Well, perhaps I will!" came a bellowing roar behind Krysa. Krysa | |||
smiled, she didn't need to turn around to see who had come to her | |||
rescue, she recognized the voice. | |||
<Krysa, the great Yitaka has come to our rescue,> came Makayla's | |||
voice in her head again, <And he brings a great warrior.> | |||
"You are in trouble now, Malk Bromitz," she smirked. "Do you know who | |||
that is?" | |||
Malk growled turning his attention from her to the odd looking form | |||
behind her. "What are you?" he growled. | |||
"This is the great Warrior, Onta Maril," said Krysa, loving the turn | |||
this had taken. | |||
"He's not human." Said the villain with a wrinkled nose. | |||
"No, I'm not, I'm Tamarian." said Onta. He pulled the sword from it's | |||
scabbard and took a stance between Krysa and Malk. | |||
Malk took a step back, "Stikor!" said the man in awe, "You have the | |||
sword Stikor." | |||
"Yes, I do. And I am prepared to use it against you." | |||
Malk narrowed his eyes, "This is not over! I will return and I will | |||
prevail." The man turned to his Dragon who moved to meet him. The | |||
large man stepped up onto the dragons back and took off. Soon the | |||
wraiths also began to disappear. Leaving only the fighting dragons | |||
from Keldarra. | |||
Krysa stepped up to Onta, "So where's your shining armor?" She | |||
grinned. Onta's answer was drowned out by the roar of the Dragonlord | |||
Alanth. Who settled down behind them shaking his head and roaring at | |||
the two young dragons. | |||
<Alanth is very mad at me, Krysa.> came the young dragon's plaintive | |||
cry. <He says we should have stayed where we were told. | |||
<He's probably right, but it was kinda fun.> chuckled Krysa. She | |||
stopped laughing when the Dragonlord swung around and faced her and | |||
Onta. | |||
<You, human, could have killed my daughter! This was not a game! I | |||
told her to stay at the Warren, yet you bring her here!> | |||
"Please, I beg your forgiveness, great Alanth," said Krysa humbly. "I | |||
was only trying to help." The dragon held her gaze for a moment, then | |||
turned his head to Onta. | |||
<You are a great warrior. We thank you for your help.> | |||
"I didn't do much. He saw the sword and ran." | |||
The dragon nodded, <Yes, Stikor strikes fear in the hearts of rogues. | |||
I've no doubt this is only the beginning and that in the end Stikor | |||
will not be enough. Wraiths working with Rogue dragons is not a good | |||
sign. Those vile creature care only for what they can devour, | |||
particularly dragon flesh. Why would they join with Rogue dragons? | |||
Come let's return. There is much to discuss.> | |||
The large dragon took off leaving the two starfleet officers watching | |||
him. Krysa's smile returned as she looked at Onta, "I'm so glad you | |||
could join me." | |||
"So what is going to happen next?" | |||
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. Though most likely we will return to | |||
find their home under attack by more wraiths. There is a great battle | |||
going on between the dragons dominion, and those that have been | |||
banished. Somehow the rogues have gained the help of the dragons most | |||
hated enemy, the wraiths." | |||
"This is your program and you don't know exactly what to expect?" | |||
asked Onta. | |||
"Well, I only put in the guidelines of the world. So pretty much | |||
anything can happen," she said grinning. | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
Lt. Krysa Jenn<br> | |||
**** | |||
NRPG: Anyone else wanna come in and see if the dragons home is being<br> | |||
attacked :} I figure we can keep playing until the Captain comes back<br> | |||
and spoils our fun :}:}:}<br> | |||
Kristen<br> | |||
--<br> | |||
Kristen & Scott Gant<br> | |||
http://homepage/interaccess.com/~sgant/scott.htm<br> | |||