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I own nothing except for Jahzara and Sovak, her mentor.

Chapter One

The glowing figures that took the form of his friends circled him as they spoke.

"The Sisko is worried." On that looked like Major Kira said.

"He is unsure of his path." One looking like Doctor Bashir continued.

"He should not worry." The Kira prophet said.

"Our messenger, The One, is on its way." The Bashir prophet said.

"Who is The One? How will I know who The One is when I see him?" Sisko asked.

"The Sisko will know The One when it comes." The Bashir prophet said.

"The One will have power that it will not know about. The One is not aware of its path." The Kira prophet acknowledged.

"The One's true name will mean Blessed Prince-"

"But how will I know him? How will I know?" Sisko interrupted.

Suddenly, Captain Sisko was back on DS9 and he was sitting back on his couch, reading Commander Worf's convoy duty report.

"And they said they were sending their messenger, The One?" Kira asked.

"That's what they said. And they said that The One would have powers that he didn't even know about."

"Commander, how do you know that it's a 'he'?"

"Well I don't know, I just supposed that it would be a he." Sisko answered sheepishly.

"It seems to me that you cut off the Prophets too soon. Now you don't know if the One is male or female." Kira laughed.

"And I have no way of contacting them again unless they contact me."

Kira raised her eyebrow. "Well, I can get you the list of civilians coming aboard the station in the next week or so."

"That would be appreciated."

Doctor Julian Bashir waited patiently for the gray docking bay doors of the Rikal to open. The Rikal was bringing a special passenger from Vulcan to DS9, Doctor Bashir's niece. Julian had seen pictures of Jahzara, so he knew what he was looking for. Jahzara was a tall girl with green-red eyes and long brown hair—almost to the knees.

When all the civilians had cleared out of the ship, Jahzara had still not exited. Finally, Julian Bashir saw a teenager dressed in Vulcan clothes of a powerful family. She'd pulled up most her hair into a large bun at the back of her head and tied the rest into tight braids. She wore a beautiful Vulcan moonstone necklace and carried a small Vulcan traveling bag over her shoulder. She stopped in front of Doctor Bashir and examined him.

"So you're 'Uncle' Julian." She retorted.

"And you must be Jahzara." Bashir answered. "May I take your bag?"

"No," Jahzara said firmly. "My bag is my property and my property does not touch things I do not wish it to. Such as this station—if you call this a station."

Doctor Bashir looked hurt, but tried his best to put his enhanced skills to use while trying to hide it.  A long silence filled the docking bay. 

"Why don't I take you to your quarters." Doctor Bashir suggested and watched his niece closely. She nodded slightly and the two began towards her quarters. While walking to his niece's quarters, Doctor Bashir took a quick moment to examine his niece. She was tall and slender, longer legs than body and was extraordinary pretty, aside from the arrogant look on her face and the arrogant way she walked.

'If she wasn't my niece,' he added silently in his mind, 'I'd be after her faster than a Tarkalian hawk.'

"Ah! Here we are!" Doctor Bashir announced after awhile and followed his niece into her quarters and watched her put her bags down.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, I suppose. Have a good night." Doctor Bashir hoped and he walked out.

"Captain, I have those logs for you." Kira announced, holding up some pads.

"Thank you, Major, you can leave them on the desk." Sisko answered, his bowed as he read a letter from Admiral Ross.

A few moments passed and Kira still stood there. Sisko had not heard her leave and slowly looked up at her.

"Is there something else, Major?" Sisko asked.

"Well, I was kind of curious, myself, of who this One is." Kira admitted.

"Alright, I'll look at it now-just for you."

"Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that."

"It's alright, I insist." Sisko urged. He picked up the pad and began murmuring names as he deleted them and moved them up in order.

As he came to some interesting names, he read them aloud.

"Listen to these names, I wonder if they mean anything." He read them aloud. "Sitar Halo, Benathin Kingsley, Elyria Faro, Jahzara Bashir, and Phoenix Zenith."

"Jahzara Bashir, could she by any chance be related to the Doctor?" Kira asked.

"Could be. I'll ask him." Sisko agreed. "As for these other names, I want you to research them in every possible language-even the ancient ones. Let me know when you've got them."

The next morning, Jahzara woke and got dressed as usual and ate breakfast in her quarters.

She knew that her uncle—just as any guardian would do, was going to come and check up on her.

As she had suspected, about 10 minutes later, the door chime rang.

"Come in." Jahzara answered and her uncle walked in. He smiled cheerfully at his niece.

"What do you want?" Jahzara asked insolently.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know myself that I'll be in the infirmary most of today so if you need anything, that's where I'll be." Doctor Bashir informed his niece.

"Now that I know, could you do me a favor?" Jahzara smiled sweetly.

"Sure, what is it?" Julian asked, wondering if his niece was finally warming up to him or not.

"Get out!"