The Echo Over The Voice
By Suki Elvenborn


"We had a deal Donatra. I wanted him when Picard was done with him. He's mine now."
"What good is he to you? He's dead. He's not even a he anymore. It's a body."
"You give him to me or I'll take up on his word and kill you. Beam him over to my ship. NOW
DONATRA!!!!"
Donatra sighed and nodded to her tech officer. He hit some buttons and nodded back. Just then the
Simatar blew up. The woman next to Donatra smiled. A satisfied growl escaped her throat. Just in time.
"It's done. Now get off my ship Akela. I wish I'd never met you."
"So sorry you feel that way Commander. But never fear. We won't meet agian if you know how to stay
quiet. Goodbye."
Akela touched the palm of her right hand and was gone.
When she opened her eyes she was back on her ship. She walked into the small medical room. Her ship
wasn't very big but it was enough to live nicely.
She looked over at the small table used for operating. She had never used it before now. She never had
the need. Only now, for the first time ever there was someone on it. She walked to the table and looked at
the man on it. Akela growled. Damn no heartbeat.
He had a gaping hole in his chest. She would have to fix that. And she knew just how to do it. Picking up
a scaple and cut her left palm open. She put her hand over the wound and waited for a minute. When she
removed it the hole was gone and her hand was healed as well.
The body was healed but still not alive. Agian she knew how to fix that. She slit her thumb and put it up to
his mouth. The blood collected on his lips. Akela frowned. He should have taken it by now. Suddenly he
licked his lips.
Akela's eyes grew as she watched.
'Only a little bit more,' She thought, 'to much will turn him.'
He opened his eyes and she smiled. He looked at her.
"I suppose you're wondering what happened," she said, "But before I tell you I want to welcome you
Shinzon. Welcome back from death."