Shinzon woke up sometime later. He wasn't sure how long it had been, at the least four or five hours. He
sat up and heard laughing in the other room. Apparently he and this woman were no the only ones on the
ship. He sat up and walked out of the room.
Walking down a hallway he looked into a room that had a pool inside. Not a very big pool, only about
thirty feet long and maybe six feet wide. This ship was bigger than he had thought. He continued down
the hall. The laughing had stopped. As he turned down the hall he noticed an open door.
Inside was Akela sitting at a small table. She had blood trickling down the corner of her mouth, noticing
this she quickly licked it away. There was the body of a young man lying on the floor. Shinzon looked at
for a moment than sat down on the opposite end of the table. He noticed that Akela had color in her skin.
He looked at her with clear vision for the first time. She was wearing a black shirt that went to the middle
of her breasts. This seemed to confuse Shinzon more than attract him. A black oval pendent with silver
around it hung from her neck.
"I hope you feel better."
"Yes." He looked at the body.
"Dose it bother you? I'm going to get rid of it anyway. Don't worry."
"In a way yes. I just died you remember."
Akela stood up. "Then I'll get rid of it now."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you care?"
"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
"You care how I feel?"
Akela frowned.
"Hasn't anyone ever cared how you feel?"
"Only my Viceroy."
Akela nodded. "I see. Well, I need you right now. So there for if you aren't comfortable, we don't get
anything done."
"I understand."
Akela walked past him. She picked up the body and walked out the door.
"I'll be back soon. Make your self at home."
sat up and heard laughing in the other room. Apparently he and this woman were no the only ones on the
ship. He sat up and walked out of the room.
Walking down a hallway he looked into a room that had a pool inside. Not a very big pool, only about
thirty feet long and maybe six feet wide. This ship was bigger than he had thought. He continued down
the hall. The laughing had stopped. As he turned down the hall he noticed an open door.
Inside was Akela sitting at a small table. She had blood trickling down the corner of her mouth, noticing
this she quickly licked it away. There was the body of a young man lying on the floor. Shinzon looked at
for a moment than sat down on the opposite end of the table. He noticed that Akela had color in her skin.
He looked at her with clear vision for the first time. She was wearing a black shirt that went to the middle
of her breasts. This seemed to confuse Shinzon more than attract him. A black oval pendent with silver
around it hung from her neck.
"I hope you feel better."
"Yes." He looked at the body.
"Dose it bother you? I'm going to get rid of it anyway. Don't worry."
"In a way yes. I just died you remember."
Akela stood up. "Then I'll get rid of it now."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you care?"
"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
"You care how I feel?"
Akela frowned.
"Hasn't anyone ever cared how you feel?"
"Only my Viceroy."
Akela nodded. "I see. Well, I need you right now. So there for if you aren't comfortable, we don't get
anything done."
"I understand."
Akela walked past him. She picked up the body and walked out the door.
"I'll be back soon. Make your self at home."
