Spock Prime briskly walked towards the mess hall of the federation on earth. He needed to warn his younger self about what was to come with Uhara if he continued his relationship with her. It did not take long for him to spot Spock when he heard the loud laughter of James T. Kirk.
Spock Prime walked towards their table and placed his hand on Spock's shoulder.
"I need to have a word with you Spock." Spock Prime said trying to convey that this was very important.
"What's up Spock Prime?" Asked Jim as he looks to the older Vulcan.
"I must speak to my younger self in private Jim." Spock Prime said still trying to get Spock to follow him.
"Whatever you must say to me you may say in front of the captain. We both know I am going to tell him anyway." Spock stated. It was true, even if Spock Prime told his younger self something in private that does not mean that Kirk would not harass him till he told him.
"As you wish Spock. You are going to a planet that is one of the first planets to join the federation soon. You must end your relationship with Uhara before your feet touch the surface of this planet or she will die." Spock Prime stated gravely.
"Why?" Spock asked not wanting his so called beloved killed.
"All I can tell you is that she is not your katelau. She is on that planet and if she sees that you have bound yourself to her your katelau will kill Uhara." Spock Prime stated.
"Wait wait wait. You're saying that he has to dump his girlfriend because his soon to be wife will kill her if he doesn't?" Jim asked making sure he was clear.
"Oh yes it is part of the ritual that takes place on their planet. They are very aggressive in Arcadia." Spock Prime explained with a small smile on his face.
"Were you not angry that Uhara died due to your new mate's actions?" Spock asked upon seeing the small smile on Spock Prime's face.
"Yes for a while but once I got over the rage and realized that if I had stopped the fight my wife would have been killed. I could not place blame on her head. Besides she grieved openly for her after the battle and wouldn't smile for almost a year. She was like how we are Spock. Part of her home planet and yet so alien that she was mocked for it. But it made her a better person at the end of the day." Spock Prime explained then took his leave. He had done his part. There was nothing else he could do to ensure the safety of Uhara.
It was all up to Spock and Kirk now.
*Change of POV*
We have been in meetings all day. This is why early Arcadians left earth. All this talking did nothing but prolong death. I, Ekibe lead assassin of my planet, am trying not to fling a dagger into the face of the man who was talking.
"So High Assassin Ekibe what do you say?" Said the man in front of me.
"What was the question? I was thinking of putting a blade into your brain." I stated and showed him a small dagger in my hand, picking at the dirt that was under my nails.
"Um I was asking if you would join star fleet as not only a teacher but as well as join the crew of the U.S.S Enterprise?" He asked again with a little fear in his voice. Good he needed to feel fear with me near him.
"Sure sounds like a good distraction." I stated and stabbed the blade into the table and presented my hand to shake his.
He shook my hand and quickly walked out of the room. I sighed and tried to figure out how to get out of this area and go to my class. I took a few steps away from the desk and looked at myself in a mirror. For an assassin I was not intimidating. I was about five foot four, a pair of green eyes way too big for my face, a little nose and a heart shaped mouth. My skin was pale and my hair was cut in what is called a pixie hair style.
My figure was not better. I was athletic by nature but my bust was a decent C-cup and my bottom was what is considered to be a bubble butt. I used my assets to kill my targets.
My home planet of Arcadia was one of the first to get space travel and we were one of the first to join the federation. We have always been a race of assassins. Each generation more deadly than the last. We are naturally hired by the federation to take care of things all over the galaxies. Dictators, murderers, rapists; basically anyone that deserved death was taken out quickly and quietly.
My troupe and I were told to train some students in the federation to be assassins. It was meant to strengthen relations with other planets, ensuring the safety of our home world from others. I being the lead assassin of my planet I was picked first. I growled at the door separating me from my team. I kicked it and if came off its hinges. By the gods you gotta love Arcadian strength.
"My Lady what is the meaning of this?" Asked my second Baste
"I hate the technology here. It needs to be a regular door." I grumbled and walked to our classroom that was not only filled with students but staff as well.
"Technophobe." Baste stated smiling.
"You will be dead in five minutes if you don't shut it." I hissed at him as the next door opened quickly and lead me to see an ocean of people in the room.
"What the bloody hell?" I said making all of the people here stare at me. "Great just what I need people staring at me." I told him as we got to the center of the room.
I kept a smile on my face making sure they didn't see that I was uncomfortable at all. I stood in there and breathed in. This was going to be interesting if nothing else.
"Alright everyone, this class is a combat class. We will teach you how to kill people with just about anything. We are the elite assassins and when this class is over you will be an assassin in training when we are done." I said and turned to the desk behind me and picked up the PADD and looked back to the class.
"Can the main deck crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise please come here for the demonstration?" I smirked and looked to Baste. This was going to be an interesting class.
