STAR TREK: PHASE II
VOLUME I
BY YODAMAN
THERE IS AN AINCENT LEGEND ABOUT THE SON OF KAHLESS- OTHERWISE KNOWN AS KITUMBA. ACCORDING TO LEGEND, KAHLESS HAD A FORBIDDEN SON. SINCE HE DIDN'T WANT HIM, HE SENT HIM TO HIS RELATIVES, WHO LIVED IN THE MOUNTAINS OF KRONOS. THEY DIDN'T WANT HIM EITHER, SO THEY THREW HIM OFF THE HIGHEST PEAK OF THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN. BUT THE GODS IN STO'VO'KOR SPARED HIM AND GRANTED HIM IMORTALITY. SO IT IS SAID THAT ONE DAY, KITUMBA WILL RETURN TO KRONOS TO START A WAR THAT WILL GIVE ALL KLINGONS, POOR AND RICH, YOUNG AND OLD, LIMITLESS HONOR THAT WILL LAST FOR MILLIONS OF GENERATIONS. AND ANYONE WHO STANDS IN KITUMBA'S WAY SHALL DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH BEYOND ALL IMAGINATION. SOMEONE SPECIFIC NAMED JAMES TIBBERIUS KIRK WAS ABOUT TO CROSS THAT LINE. -EXERT FROM STARFLEET: A HISTORY BY HARRY KIM.
CHAPTER I
King of kings
It was five years after Kirk ended his first five year mission, and there was the grandest celebration on Kronos that the Klingon Empire had ever seen- it was Kitumba's first speech. There were parades, warbirds detonating photon torpedoes above Kronos for fireworks, and there were the grandest of festivals taking place. This might have been the Klingon Empire's finest day. The speech was supposed to begin around lunchtime, but Kitumba was five hours late. Finally, Kitumba stepped on top of the Kituvovar- Kitumba's private palace- and addressed the crowd.
""Brother warriors", growled Kitumba. Upon hearing his raspy, commanding voice, the gathered Klingon spectators looked up and began to shout:
"Hail Kitumba! Mighty Warrior"
"SILENCE my magnificent brothers in arms" roared Kitumba. "I have a message for you, one that will inspire Klingon warriors for a thousand years, a message that will move you to actions that will have your children singing glorious songs about you!" The gathered throng pounded their armor and roared their approval. Kitumba basked in their adoration and lust for glory. Thousands of people shouted Kitumba's name, yet it sounded as one deep voice, and he loved it. He even allowed the corner of his lip to curl up in what the Earthers would call, a smile.
He continued, his neck muscles straining with each word to contain his voice... "The Klingon Empire has two purposes: to conquer and to gain honor. Oh, we gain honor all the time- but we never conquer. Now is the time to conquer! Now is the time to gain more honor than any time before! Now is the time to join as brothers and do what we must! The only way we can do that is to destroy the FEDERATION! The Federation rules all of space, and we had a meaningless war to claim what was rightfully ours. And we lost! Now, we shall get our revenge that we all desire. We shall conquer like the gods demand. We shall gain the best honor imaginable. When the gods above resurrected me, I was given a mission- to start a war that will gain the Empire limitless honor. I will accomplish that mission, or I will die!" Then all but one of the Klingons present cheered for him. That Klingon was Ksia.
He was a good Klingon with honor, but he had one strange trait that no other Klingons respected- he had a respect for the Federation. He said they should have their space and the Klingons should have their space, but none of the Klingons would listen. They taunted him for that, and some even tried to kill him. But he was of the noble House of Duras, and all who tried to kill him failed. But even though he was of noble blood, the House of Duras shunned him. They were all snotty, power hungry scum, but they said he was an embarrassment to the House of Duras. But he just ignored their taunts and continued his life. But this he could not ignore. He knew in his heart that if the Klingon Empire tried to invade the Federation, the Klingon Empire would suffer an embarrassing defeat. He could not stand that. He needed to act now. And he had big plans to.
VOLUME I
BY YODAMAN
THERE IS AN AINCENT LEGEND ABOUT THE SON OF KAHLESS- OTHERWISE KNOWN AS KITUMBA. ACCORDING TO LEGEND, KAHLESS HAD A FORBIDDEN SON. SINCE HE DIDN'T WANT HIM, HE SENT HIM TO HIS RELATIVES, WHO LIVED IN THE MOUNTAINS OF KRONOS. THEY DIDN'T WANT HIM EITHER, SO THEY THREW HIM OFF THE HIGHEST PEAK OF THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN. BUT THE GODS IN STO'VO'KOR SPARED HIM AND GRANTED HIM IMORTALITY. SO IT IS SAID THAT ONE DAY, KITUMBA WILL RETURN TO KRONOS TO START A WAR THAT WILL GIVE ALL KLINGONS, POOR AND RICH, YOUNG AND OLD, LIMITLESS HONOR THAT WILL LAST FOR MILLIONS OF GENERATIONS. AND ANYONE WHO STANDS IN KITUMBA'S WAY SHALL DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH BEYOND ALL IMAGINATION. SOMEONE SPECIFIC NAMED JAMES TIBBERIUS KIRK WAS ABOUT TO CROSS THAT LINE. -EXERT FROM STARFLEET: A HISTORY BY HARRY KIM.
CHAPTER I
King of kings
It was five years after Kirk ended his first five year mission, and there was the grandest celebration on Kronos that the Klingon Empire had ever seen- it was Kitumba's first speech. There were parades, warbirds detonating photon torpedoes above Kronos for fireworks, and there were the grandest of festivals taking place. This might have been the Klingon Empire's finest day. The speech was supposed to begin around lunchtime, but Kitumba was five hours late. Finally, Kitumba stepped on top of the Kituvovar- Kitumba's private palace- and addressed the crowd.
""Brother warriors", growled Kitumba. Upon hearing his raspy, commanding voice, the gathered Klingon spectators looked up and began to shout:
"Hail Kitumba! Mighty Warrior"
"SILENCE my magnificent brothers in arms" roared Kitumba. "I have a message for you, one that will inspire Klingon warriors for a thousand years, a message that will move you to actions that will have your children singing glorious songs about you!" The gathered throng pounded their armor and roared their approval. Kitumba basked in their adoration and lust for glory. Thousands of people shouted Kitumba's name, yet it sounded as one deep voice, and he loved it. He even allowed the corner of his lip to curl up in what the Earthers would call, a smile.
He continued, his neck muscles straining with each word to contain his voice... "The Klingon Empire has two purposes: to conquer and to gain honor. Oh, we gain honor all the time- but we never conquer. Now is the time to conquer! Now is the time to gain more honor than any time before! Now is the time to join as brothers and do what we must! The only way we can do that is to destroy the FEDERATION! The Federation rules all of space, and we had a meaningless war to claim what was rightfully ours. And we lost! Now, we shall get our revenge that we all desire. We shall conquer like the gods demand. We shall gain the best honor imaginable. When the gods above resurrected me, I was given a mission- to start a war that will gain the Empire limitless honor. I will accomplish that mission, or I will die!" Then all but one of the Klingons present cheered for him. That Klingon was Ksia.
He was a good Klingon with honor, but he had one strange trait that no other Klingons respected- he had a respect for the Federation. He said they should have their space and the Klingons should have their space, but none of the Klingons would listen. They taunted him for that, and some even tried to kill him. But he was of the noble House of Duras, and all who tried to kill him failed. But even though he was of noble blood, the House of Duras shunned him. They were all snotty, power hungry scum, but they said he was an embarrassment to the House of Duras. But he just ignored their taunts and continued his life. But this he could not ignore. He knew in his heart that if the Klingon Empire tried to invade the Federation, the Klingon Empire would suffer an embarrassing defeat. He could not stand that. He needed to act now. And he had big plans to.