TITLE: Glorious Bang

AUTHOR/S: FieryDrache

PAIRING: T/7 and other LGBTQ pairings throughout

RATING: T

BETA READING: I am interested in finding betas to help in the development of this piece. However, currently, this work does not have a beta.

FEEDBACK: Yes, I would enjoy hearing constructive criticism to help improve my writing and develop my style. Yet, I will not take to heart any homophobic attempts to disparage this wonder pairing.

DISCLAIMER: Star Trek and all the main characters are owned by Paramount Pictures/CBS Network Television, A Viacom/CBS Corporation. Star Trek: Voyager. Created by, Rick Berman, Michael Piller & Jeri Taylor, and is based on Star Trek, created by Gene Roddenberry. I am not making any profit from this story or any others based on these characters. I am just borrowing them for awhile.

WARNING: This is a piece of fiction, concerning an implied F/F relationship. If anyone objects to same sex relationships, you should not be reading this fan fiction. Maybe, you should read the Star Trek Range of Novels, or other heterosexual fanfiction. This piece will be respectful to different types of love.

SUMMERY: What happens when you change dramatically by unforeseen circumstances? B'Elanna and Seven are about to find out. It will be a journey of love. Some disasters will probably happen. How will our lovely ladies survive the changes from the mutations? Read along to see where the story leads. It should be an interesting journey of discovery. Also, many things in this story divert from canon. The pieces of canon that are used will be referenced throughout the work. Moreover, Chakotay is not in this story. Ro Laren was Captain of the Liberty.

NOTES: I am calling for an open challenge to anyone listening. Think about this pairing and write. I would love to read, beta or just comment on great T/7 fics. These ladies deserve a revival. Also, I send much love to the wonderful Voq_Je_Bang community. Thanks for inspiring me to write.

Glorious Bang

Prologue

The 29th Century had brought much glory to the Klingon Empire like the centuries before them. As one looked around the room, ages were hard to ascertain, and the question of who was the oldest in the room would be unanswerable from appearances alone. In fact, they would probably guess several hundred people before becoming close to the one in the crowd of thousands. This formal function rivaled one of the largest parties in the entire history of the Empire. The vastness of the space and the extensiveness of the guest list brought glory and honor to the trusted, loved, and feared Klingon House.

This was a day of celebration. A new heir had been born, and according to the Royal Family, it would be the last for the Empress and Lady of the House of Balth ghIq Bang je HubneS. The love between the two had spanned centuries and produced a multitude of heirs with adoption, birth, and the continuing generations of grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren. 5 generations of the House had thrived under the auspices and care of these two wonderfully fierce, brilliant, demanding women. Their legend would be sung in great operas, revisited over tables filled with bloodwine and boisterous soldiers, told to children in awe-inspiring fairytales, and blanketed around them in every laugh, smile and look of love between them.

Greatness had long ago arrived. A leap towards perfection and a finding of living, electrifying joy mixed with tides of sorrow had followed the couple on the raised dais. Sitting side by side with heirs to their right and left and the baby cradled on the Empress's shoulder, the Lady of the House of Balth ghIq Bang je HubneS raised her voice and began to sing an enchantingly lyrical song. As her voice grew in passion, devotion, and love, the Hall quieted to reverent silence. The lyrics of the song washing over all as the freshly composed piece took on the meaning of destiny as several figures appeared around the room. Bolts of electricity seemed to pulse up to ceiling and more energy beings arrived to redirect the energy safely into all the inhabitants in the room.

Finally, infant and Empress were being lifted to their feet by another set of beings. They widened the circle to include the wondrous Lady of the House. They pulsed their own powers with bursts of tremendous power and focus into the three contained in the circle. It could have been hallucinations bought on by the seemingly endless power, but Empress would swear later to have seen Kahless the Great. "Rise my child and lead my people to the donning of an even greater era. There are new galaxies to explore, love, battle, restore and conquer with honor. It is time. Qapla'!" Then, as if the figment was floating above the circling energy beings, he touched all three of their foreheads turning them into pure light and energy. The transformation complete, the song ended. The energy beings retreated to their own plane of light, and rested in anticipation of the donning of a new age.

Empress B'Elanna and Lady Seven knew that life once again had taken them to a glorious point of no return. At least, their life would continue to be a source of inspiration and glory for the Empire. 'Qapla! Indeed.' thought Lady Seven. She looked around to see dazed and awed faces. Lady Seven silently called to all her children and moved off the dais. Empress B'Elanna looked around and spoke.

"We have been called to battle by Kahless himself. With honor, we will fortify the Empire against the coming storm. Please excuse the Imperial Family for a time. Glory to the Empire." As she turned to follow her wife, her aides were getting the party back on track. Drinks flowed. More food was prepared and eaten, and a few challenges were issued and accepted. The fights went from sparring matches to full out combat. Holo-battles were raged in one section of the hall and the party continued for hours without word from the Imperial Family.

Then, a sound, marching in unison with grace, speed and love, the Empress and the Lady entered glowing as much if not more than before, and now, their entire family glowed as well. Something had fundamentally changed.