Following the Rules Ballad of a Romulan Spy, a startrek: the original series fanfic

Following the Rules

- Ballad of a Romulan Spy -

Born with blood of honor in my veins,
I have been raised in glorious days.
They trained me to kill in combat and war
For I am the son of famous warriors.

Looking forward to alive of fight
I went the way my father described.
I wanted to fulfill my childhood dream
To be a warrior of my home in the praetors fleet.

Now here I stand, adult and strong,
and wish I would have never gone.
But I have to obey, like everyone,
and could not stay when sent away.

Since then I was in many places,
lived as weakling with later slaves.
Chosen to be the Empire's ears and eyes
I traveled to planets far from my home.

I lost hope to find a worthy challenge
when one day this race crossed my way.
With their openness and unharming laughter
They seemed to be the weakest of all.

But soon I learned, not willingly,
never to underestimate the unknown again.
For nobody would think they could be a danger
When in truth they are the worst of all beings.

Their weapons are not phasers but words
And I got caught in their net by hearing them.
I even have to acknowledge respect
For in their own way they are warriors.

Curious they look for knowledge and worlds,
never looking back on their ongoing search.
I wish I could help them gain their goal
But my order is to pry and destroy.

So I lie to them, betraying myself,
but someday it will be discovered, anyway.
Yet I hope they will understand me then
for they are the only ones I ever called friend.

Until then I will continue my work,
undercover on this planet called Earth.
For it is the center of the enemy's world
And I am the spy to ruin their plans.

- dedicated to N'falcon, cousin-in-mind, long lost but not forgotten -