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I loath it, I hate it, I want to kill them all. How could my mentor defy my wishes and continue with just that what I hated the most.
I walked through the house of Sarek in a very foul mood. Every now and then kicking a pillow of sorts. Curious glances to me as I stalked through. Damn, damn, damn.
"Saavikam, calm down." I turned around. "How can I, he is ignoring my communiqué for weeks, ignoring my statements, why he shouldn't do it." I saw the elder Vulcan nod a few times. An Ambassador indeed.
"Understandable, but bare in mind that Spock always does as he pleases." "Right, making peace with KLINGONS?" He nodded calm.
"Indeed he does, it is time for them to join the federation." "Time.time to join.they are more savage then the Romulans back on Thierengull." Sarek walked to me in his usual calm way. His white robe gently draped around him. On his chest the family jewels to be worn for daily use.
"Saavik, I know you dislike them, acceptance will be necessary because Spock will succeed." I blew a fuse.
"I will NEVER accept Romulans, and I will die trying to stop the Klingons before they dare to join." The latter mused as I was planning. "Just watch me, I'll speed up in ranks like no one before and smash them to bits. Maybe then he will listen. I will make a pact with the devil himself if needed." During that statement I pointed at Sarek with my right index finger.
"Unadvisable.you cannot stop that what has been set in motion." I saw him wonder as he must have seen my determined eyes. I meant every word.
I wondered about that one. I know the Klingons have talked to Spock for quite some time now but never knowing where. "I shall try to contact Spock, to contact you." I shook my head calm.
"Don't father, he shall not listen." I saw him raise an eyebrow. He knew that I usually called him ambassador, but more and more I preferred to call him father.
"And I really do not care anymore. I have my own plans." I bid him goodbye as I walked out of the mansion. My home for 4.5 federation standard years now. I strolled over the market and looked around. Imagining Klingons walking over it. Illogical, the government will never accept it. Even Kirk would have second thoughts about that one.
Chapter 1
Many years passed since that day I talked to Sarek. I know he never agreed to what I said. What I thought. And now he died. I attended to his wake, his cremation. Was very proud that a school was named in his honor. But now I had more things to attend. Mainly my prime purpose in life now.defying my mentor in an attempt to stop reunification with the Romulans. I failed with the Klingons.
Ah well, Valeris tried her best, I taught her well.. She never gave my name away to Spock. But she goofed up, she made a few mistakes. One, she used information about David Marcus to trick the opinion of Kirk, two, she did not blast the suits away in space like I said, three, endangered Kirk and McCoy. And four, failed..
I walked around in thought as I saw Perrin pack her bags and on her way to Earth. After Sarek died she preferred to go back. It all came to Spock now, who was not here.figured.
"Saavik, can I assist in anything?" Ah, such a pleasant woman.not like the late Amanda but very charming.
"No, I shall be fine, please do not concern yourself for my welfare." I saw her nod. A few hours later we said our goodbye's and I flew back. I hurried inside and sat behind the huge desk of Sarek. Now then.Spock.were are you.thank Surak that you gave your codes before passing on.Sarek.
-Identify code: -
I stated the code not easily remembered. In the end of his illness he did not remember much, thus asking my help with the codes. As commander I too had many possibilities to make my research more successful. But first.Sarek influence.so this was not very loyal, the Klingons took away David, my mate to be, and the Romulans stole away my daughter. Most likely killed. And the Borg took my mate Xon.
My only remembrance of Xon. They would pay for my daughter, Soryana's death, if she was dead that is. and if that meant 'bending', or defying the rules, so be it. I would be their biggest nightmare..
Hacking in the federation computer became more and more easier. Never updating codes was lethal. Especially for me, I was a computer expert now. I could manipulate everything, well.except the Vulcan one. But then you speak about almost impenetrable systems. Not that I did not try.
As I played some music on the background I scanned trough very sensitive material. Hmm.. fascinating, never knew that admiral Rodham did that. I typed in Spock and glanced at very updated information. Hmm.
"So, spotted on the Romulan home world.I see.Picard? Illogical, why send him. He never knew Spock well. Sarek, granted, he mind-melted with him. But Spock? I doubt it that he can speak three words of Romulan."
I read on. Reading about conversations and the official rapport of Picard, captain of the Enterprise. So.talked to Spock huh.been there, tried that, you won't succeed captain. Look at me, tried for 20.5.4 years. Didn't work. And I was his student, almost his daughter. Sure, he will listen to one he never spoke or knew. He will gladly pack his bags and return safely. I think NOT. He is way to smart for that.
I thought deep, how to make a good start with defying my mentor. I knew him well but he never fully mind-melted with me.perhaps.
"Computer, find out where lady T'Pring is at this current moment." I heard the computer state that it was looking. Last time she was at the temple of Gol. I wonder if she still resides there.
-Milady T'Pring is currently at her home residence in Shi-Khar.- I almost smiled. This was just too good to be true.
"Computer, establish a link between the residence of Milady T'Pring." -Connection established, view screen active.- I looked at an elderly Vulcan as I raised my hand in the salute of my people.
"Greetings, I am in search of Milady T'Pring." The man nodded. -My name is Sokal, her father. A moment.- He walked away as I wondered about my next step. So she decided to leave the temple? Intriguing.a female feature emerged. Obviously T'Pring.
-Yes?- "Greeting Milady T'Pring. My name is Saavik, and I ask forgiveness for the intrusion." -Granted, what is it you seek?- "Your wisdom. I am a pupil of Spock. I need your advise." I saw her features as she thought about my request. She had the finest brown/black/gray hair, neatly braided on her head, a white ribbon through it. She wore a standard blue/white gown going all the way down to her ankles. All in all a stunning woman.
-What kind of advise.- Her black eyes investigating my features as I did with her. "He is trying reunification between Romulus and Vulcan, a thing I do not condone. Will you aid me in defying him?"
-Once I defied him, I gained a mate, lost a mate. I gambled and lost. Although in the way of logic I won. We shall not discuss this like we are now. Come to my house.- "I am honored milady. On what time do you prefer?" -No time like the present. I shall await you.- I bowed my head. She was old enough to be my grandmother.hmm. Then again, so could Spock.
I disconnected and walked out, checked my appearance and stepped in my hover car. Her house was easily found. I pulled my blue dress straight. As a medium aged woman.a mere 98.I wore clothing accordingly.
My hair very much like hers but without the ribbon and a bit lower. My sandals black. No make-up.
She stood there waiting and again measuring me up. Her good right. I was about to gamble big time. I might loose all contact with Spock I had. I did not care. I walked over the sand and stepped on three elevated steps to the woman. Raising my hand in the salute I bowed a bit. She was my elder and respect was demanded.
"Greeting milady, my gratitude for receiving me on such a short notice."
"Your excused and greetings back." Her hand in the same gesture. She led me in the house where the heat did not bother me so much. Showing me a seat, I sat down, refreshments were brought in. Spock never spoke much about her, but if he did it was with the slightest disappointment.
"So, what is it you seek." She herself took a seat across me and zipped some of her juice. "I wish to thwart him. Make sure that what he seeks never happens. Vulcan is not ready, Romulus is not ready.I am not ready. Reunification is illogical." She looked at me.
"Do I notice a bit of selfishness?" I nodded. "Perhaps, they took my firstborn away from me, took her to 'their' home world. Klingons took my betrothed. Borg took my mate."
I saw her glance to my side and back to me again. "I see, very disturbing." I nodded. She was thinking in a logical way. I knew that. Spock told me many times that her logic was almost as good as one of the masters.
"You ask for my aid.I saw you at the wake.and the cremation. You were very close to Sarek?" "Yes, he was like a father, he raised me when I was brought to Vulcan."
"You are not from here." "No, I am half Romulan. I was raised on one of their planets. Quite savage actually. I managed. Did things I rather not tell. Spock found me, together with a group of Vulcans and brought me here because I refused to adapt." Deep in thought she gazed at me.
"It will be most disturbing to see Romulans walking in our streets.agreed, and you wish to seek your daughter.logical.and you have a clear contempt for Klingons, which I share.I shall aid you. What and how can I." I almost jumped for joy. This was one woman that was highly respected and not easily deceived. Not that I did.
"Thank you."
And so our joined venture started. I charted a spaceship and had many conversations with T'Pring. A fascinating woman, changed after the Temple. She accepted me for whom I was and ignored my flawed logic at times. If it was just too great she corrected. She even allowed me to sleep in her house and decided to join me. With Starfleet I broke. I resigned. Reason? I wanted to start a family. And after so many years of loyal service they agreed and with honor I was respectfully dismissed. To be enlisted again when I desired.
Together we boarded the small craft for two. Space in abundance and food for a month travel.
"You know where we have to go?" I nodded. "Yes, the co-ordinates are quite easy. We have to cross the neutral zone first, I have made passes for the boarder patrol. If they speak Romulan ignore it. I speak it fluent.
"Logical deduction. I never left Vulcan. I never saw Earth." I nodded. Not the adventures type. Shame. I was. I loved space travel. "Do you have any idea as to how we thwart him?" Okay.good question.
"We have to see what he has done so far, I need your aid in to how he thinks." She nodded. "Perhaps he changed too much over time, logic demands that people evolve when situations arise." Hmm.okay.logical.then again.
"He will have certain things that remained." I saw her nod.YEY.an OKAY.from a priestess.or ex-priestess of Gol. Better make sure she does not get caught. Romulans did have their interesting way of dealing with Vulcans. Take me as a prime example.
During the voyage I saw T'Pring staring from the ports. Fascinated by all that she saw. Asking what puzzled her. And I answered. I was space bound ever since I was what.12?
After about three weeks we encountered a Romulan boarder patrol. In a Romulan dialect a voice came to my ears.
-State your purpose.- As agreed T'Pring remained quiet.
"Two travelers bound for the Romulan home world, sub-commander." -Reason?- "Too seek a family member." -Specify.-
"My daughter." -Send your passes.- I nodded and sighed a little. Those army personnel were just as bad at administration, as earthlings. It remained quiet for a while.
-Passage granted, your lucky that we made a pact with the federation.- "My gratitude. A good voyage to you sub-commander."
-Noted, be away from the home world in two months or face your penalty.- "Noted, good day." I glanced at T'Pring who looked a bit bewildered.
"Never saw a Romulan commander?" "Only on images." I nodded. Logical. She never left, and she did not have any reason for going to the Romulan consulate.
I loath it, I hate it, I want to kill them all. How could my mentor defy my wishes and continue with just that what I hated the most.
I walked through the house of Sarek in a very foul mood. Every now and then kicking a pillow of sorts. Curious glances to me as I stalked through. Damn, damn, damn.
"Saavikam, calm down." I turned around. "How can I, he is ignoring my communiqué for weeks, ignoring my statements, why he shouldn't do it." I saw the elder Vulcan nod a few times. An Ambassador indeed.
"Understandable, but bare in mind that Spock always does as he pleases." "Right, making peace with KLINGONS?" He nodded calm.
"Indeed he does, it is time for them to join the federation." "Time.time to join.they are more savage then the Romulans back on Thierengull." Sarek walked to me in his usual calm way. His white robe gently draped around him. On his chest the family jewels to be worn for daily use.
"Saavik, I know you dislike them, acceptance will be necessary because Spock will succeed." I blew a fuse.
"I will NEVER accept Romulans, and I will die trying to stop the Klingons before they dare to join." The latter mused as I was planning. "Just watch me, I'll speed up in ranks like no one before and smash them to bits. Maybe then he will listen. I will make a pact with the devil himself if needed." During that statement I pointed at Sarek with my right index finger.
"Unadvisable.you cannot stop that what has been set in motion." I saw him wonder as he must have seen my determined eyes. I meant every word.
I wondered about that one. I know the Klingons have talked to Spock for quite some time now but never knowing where. "I shall try to contact Spock, to contact you." I shook my head calm.
"Don't father, he shall not listen." I saw him raise an eyebrow. He knew that I usually called him ambassador, but more and more I preferred to call him father.
"And I really do not care anymore. I have my own plans." I bid him goodbye as I walked out of the mansion. My home for 4.5 federation standard years now. I strolled over the market and looked around. Imagining Klingons walking over it. Illogical, the government will never accept it. Even Kirk would have second thoughts about that one.
Chapter 1
Many years passed since that day I talked to Sarek. I know he never agreed to what I said. What I thought. And now he died. I attended to his wake, his cremation. Was very proud that a school was named in his honor. But now I had more things to attend. Mainly my prime purpose in life now.defying my mentor in an attempt to stop reunification with the Romulans. I failed with the Klingons.
Ah well, Valeris tried her best, I taught her well.. She never gave my name away to Spock. But she goofed up, she made a few mistakes. One, she used information about David Marcus to trick the opinion of Kirk, two, she did not blast the suits away in space like I said, three, endangered Kirk and McCoy. And four, failed..
I walked around in thought as I saw Perrin pack her bags and on her way to Earth. After Sarek died she preferred to go back. It all came to Spock now, who was not here.figured.
"Saavik, can I assist in anything?" Ah, such a pleasant woman.not like the late Amanda but very charming.
"No, I shall be fine, please do not concern yourself for my welfare." I saw her nod. A few hours later we said our goodbye's and I flew back. I hurried inside and sat behind the huge desk of Sarek. Now then.Spock.were are you.thank Surak that you gave your codes before passing on.Sarek.
-Identify code: -
I stated the code not easily remembered. In the end of his illness he did not remember much, thus asking my help with the codes. As commander I too had many possibilities to make my research more successful. But first.Sarek influence.so this was not very loyal, the Klingons took away David, my mate to be, and the Romulans stole away my daughter. Most likely killed. And the Borg took my mate Xon.
My only remembrance of Xon. They would pay for my daughter, Soryana's death, if she was dead that is. and if that meant 'bending', or defying the rules, so be it. I would be their biggest nightmare..
Hacking in the federation computer became more and more easier. Never updating codes was lethal. Especially for me, I was a computer expert now. I could manipulate everything, well.except the Vulcan one. But then you speak about almost impenetrable systems. Not that I did not try.
As I played some music on the background I scanned trough very sensitive material. Hmm.. fascinating, never knew that admiral Rodham did that. I typed in Spock and glanced at very updated information. Hmm.
"So, spotted on the Romulan home world.I see.Picard? Illogical, why send him. He never knew Spock well. Sarek, granted, he mind-melted with him. But Spock? I doubt it that he can speak three words of Romulan."
I read on. Reading about conversations and the official rapport of Picard, captain of the Enterprise. So.talked to Spock huh.been there, tried that, you won't succeed captain. Look at me, tried for 20.5.4 years. Didn't work. And I was his student, almost his daughter. Sure, he will listen to one he never spoke or knew. He will gladly pack his bags and return safely. I think NOT. He is way to smart for that.
I thought deep, how to make a good start with defying my mentor. I knew him well but he never fully mind-melted with me.perhaps.
"Computer, find out where lady T'Pring is at this current moment." I heard the computer state that it was looking. Last time she was at the temple of Gol. I wonder if she still resides there.
-Milady T'Pring is currently at her home residence in Shi-Khar.- I almost smiled. This was just too good to be true.
"Computer, establish a link between the residence of Milady T'Pring." -Connection established, view screen active.- I looked at an elderly Vulcan as I raised my hand in the salute of my people.
"Greetings, I am in search of Milady T'Pring." The man nodded. -My name is Sokal, her father. A moment.- He walked away as I wondered about my next step. So she decided to leave the temple? Intriguing.a female feature emerged. Obviously T'Pring.
-Yes?- "Greeting Milady T'Pring. My name is Saavik, and I ask forgiveness for the intrusion." -Granted, what is it you seek?- "Your wisdom. I am a pupil of Spock. I need your advise." I saw her features as she thought about my request. She had the finest brown/black/gray hair, neatly braided on her head, a white ribbon through it. She wore a standard blue/white gown going all the way down to her ankles. All in all a stunning woman.
-What kind of advise.- Her black eyes investigating my features as I did with her. "He is trying reunification between Romulus and Vulcan, a thing I do not condone. Will you aid me in defying him?"
-Once I defied him, I gained a mate, lost a mate. I gambled and lost. Although in the way of logic I won. We shall not discuss this like we are now. Come to my house.- "I am honored milady. On what time do you prefer?" -No time like the present. I shall await you.- I bowed my head. She was old enough to be my grandmother.hmm. Then again, so could Spock.
I disconnected and walked out, checked my appearance and stepped in my hover car. Her house was easily found. I pulled my blue dress straight. As a medium aged woman.a mere 98.I wore clothing accordingly.
My hair very much like hers but without the ribbon and a bit lower. My sandals black. No make-up.
She stood there waiting and again measuring me up. Her good right. I was about to gamble big time. I might loose all contact with Spock I had. I did not care. I walked over the sand and stepped on three elevated steps to the woman. Raising my hand in the salute I bowed a bit. She was my elder and respect was demanded.
"Greeting milady, my gratitude for receiving me on such a short notice."
"Your excused and greetings back." Her hand in the same gesture. She led me in the house where the heat did not bother me so much. Showing me a seat, I sat down, refreshments were brought in. Spock never spoke much about her, but if he did it was with the slightest disappointment.
"So, what is it you seek." She herself took a seat across me and zipped some of her juice. "I wish to thwart him. Make sure that what he seeks never happens. Vulcan is not ready, Romulus is not ready.I am not ready. Reunification is illogical." She looked at me.
"Do I notice a bit of selfishness?" I nodded. "Perhaps, they took my firstborn away from me, took her to 'their' home world. Klingons took my betrothed. Borg took my mate."
I saw her glance to my side and back to me again. "I see, very disturbing." I nodded. She was thinking in a logical way. I knew that. Spock told me many times that her logic was almost as good as one of the masters.
"You ask for my aid.I saw you at the wake.and the cremation. You were very close to Sarek?" "Yes, he was like a father, he raised me when I was brought to Vulcan."
"You are not from here." "No, I am half Romulan. I was raised on one of their planets. Quite savage actually. I managed. Did things I rather not tell. Spock found me, together with a group of Vulcans and brought me here because I refused to adapt." Deep in thought she gazed at me.
"It will be most disturbing to see Romulans walking in our streets.agreed, and you wish to seek your daughter.logical.and you have a clear contempt for Klingons, which I share.I shall aid you. What and how can I." I almost jumped for joy. This was one woman that was highly respected and not easily deceived. Not that I did.
"Thank you."
And so our joined venture started. I charted a spaceship and had many conversations with T'Pring. A fascinating woman, changed after the Temple. She accepted me for whom I was and ignored my flawed logic at times. If it was just too great she corrected. She even allowed me to sleep in her house and decided to join me. With Starfleet I broke. I resigned. Reason? I wanted to start a family. And after so many years of loyal service they agreed and with honor I was respectfully dismissed. To be enlisted again when I desired.
Together we boarded the small craft for two. Space in abundance and food for a month travel.
"You know where we have to go?" I nodded. "Yes, the co-ordinates are quite easy. We have to cross the neutral zone first, I have made passes for the boarder patrol. If they speak Romulan ignore it. I speak it fluent.
"Logical deduction. I never left Vulcan. I never saw Earth." I nodded. Not the adventures type. Shame. I was. I loved space travel. "Do you have any idea as to how we thwart him?" Okay.good question.
"We have to see what he has done so far, I need your aid in to how he thinks." She nodded. "Perhaps he changed too much over time, logic demands that people evolve when situations arise." Hmm.okay.logical.then again.
"He will have certain things that remained." I saw her nod.YEY.an OKAY.from a priestess.or ex-priestess of Gol. Better make sure she does not get caught. Romulans did have their interesting way of dealing with Vulcans. Take me as a prime example.
During the voyage I saw T'Pring staring from the ports. Fascinated by all that she saw. Asking what puzzled her. And I answered. I was space bound ever since I was what.12?
After about three weeks we encountered a Romulan boarder patrol. In a Romulan dialect a voice came to my ears.
-State your purpose.- As agreed T'Pring remained quiet.
"Two travelers bound for the Romulan home world, sub-commander." -Reason?- "Too seek a family member." -Specify.-
"My daughter." -Send your passes.- I nodded and sighed a little. Those army personnel were just as bad at administration, as earthlings. It remained quiet for a while.
-Passage granted, your lucky that we made a pact with the federation.- "My gratitude. A good voyage to you sub-commander."
-Noted, be away from the home world in two months or face your penalty.- "Noted, good day." I glanced at T'Pring who looked a bit bewildered.
"Never saw a Romulan commander?" "Only on images." I nodded. Logical. She never left, and she did not have any reason for going to the Romulan consulate.
