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Asunder

Amanda

Part One- Invasions Can Wait

Prince Spock made no effort to follow up with either his wife or concubine upon his arrival to the palace Emperor Sarek always demanded so much of his time and as the next in line, Prince Spock had no choice but to obey.

He would expect the same from his own son, Prince Sinok, someday.

Also, the thought of having to talk to T'Pring and listen to her mindless chatter, complaints, and gossip exhausted him. He much would rather take Nyota to bed; however, she had recently given birth. He needed a release from the stresses of being a prince and concubines provided that relief.

For now, a servant girl will have to do.

So far his favorite was Nyota's own servant, T'Uynal.

She wasn't as beautiful as Nyota or even T'Pring, but T'Uynal proved to be very satisfying in bed.

He pushed such thoughts to the side; his father was standing in front of him, lecturing him again.

"You did a good job in Solaris, but now you need focus your attention on other matters," Emperor Sarek said.

Prince Spock eyes never left his father, "I would like to begin preparations for an invasion of Cardassia …."

Emperor Sarek shook his head, "I could take Cardassia in a day if I wanted too. No, right now isn't a good time for invasions of any kind. Son we must first take care of our own homes first."

Prince Spock raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

"Sybok, your half-brother is still very much alive. I am certain he is somewhere in the depths of the galaxy plotting his next move. He came so close the last time."

Prince Spock closed his eyes, an action considered emotional by Vulcan standards. "Yes, I remember," Prince Spock spoke softly.

"Stonn's father was still loyal to T'Rea and by extension Sybok. Sybok even had his daughters, my grandchildren used as spies in my own palace. I will not let this happen again. If T'Pring…."

Prince Spock didn't want to think of T'Rea.

"T'Pring for all her flaws and bitterness will never betray us again."

"T'Pring wants to be Empress as much as you want to be Emperor which is why she turned her back on Stonn in the end. For that reason and that reason along, I spared her life. But if her name is linked to another scandal, if I even sense she might be up to something, I will have her wishing for death long before it comes," Emperor Sarek's voice deepen and Prince Spock could sense the seriousness in his father's voice.

His father had a point. If he had too, Emperor Sarek would 'clean house' just as he did many years ago with T'Rea.

"Spock, you have to stop treating T'Pring as a veiled wife," the Emperor warned.

"She is a veiled wife."

"T'Pring hates Nyota because of the attention you give her and she could lash out."

"What do I do?"

"Take T'Pring to bed and make her conceive. A baby will distract her from her unhappiness you will have peace in your home again. A peaceful home is a strong home and it will make it harder for Sybok's spies to infiltrate us again."

"You are really worried about Sybok aren't you?"

"I am. Sybok has spent most of his life in exile and away from the Vulcan teachings of discipline. His mother's family secretly was v'tosh ka'tor. He isn't like you, Spock; Sybok wasn't raised with the luxuries of imperial life."

"Sleep with T'Pring? She blames me from inflecting our son with inferior blood…" Spock mumbled unaware of his slipping emotional control and attempting to get the subject off his brother.

Emperor Sarek's eyes widen, "Don't let that get in the way. Make T'Pring desire you again. I am sure you had the practice with Nyota."

"Nyota….."

"Is a concubine nothing more."

"She is mother of my children."

"Prince Syon has shown promise, I can see the leadership qualities I desire in the next heir even more than Sinok, but he is only half. He can't rule."

"He has what it takes," Prince Spock defended his son.

"Is he your favorite?"

"If I could place him before Sinok, I would," Prince Spock answered truthfully.

Emperor Sarek's eyes widen again, "Sinok is the rightful heir."

"The empire should go the strongest, not to who was born first. Am I not an example of this?"

"Your situation was very different."

Prince Spock stood up, "Not really."

"Your mother…."

"My mother was a human woman! Sinok has human blood running through his veins as do Syon!"

Emperor Sarek stepped back trying to compose himself, "Don't speak of her. Don't speak of this. Don't let that half of you control you as it once did. Control it! You are a Vulcan!"

Prince Spock swallowed hard, "I am sorry father. I just don't understand why Syon can't be considered as well as Sinok."

"No one would stand behind Syon just as no one would stand behind you if they knew. Syon is a leader, but you only acknowledged him because he reminded you of yourself. Syon's mother is a concubine, a young girl you raped and impregnated by mistake. Why did you even bring them back here considering what happen with T'Rea and your own mother?"

The young prince couldn't answer that. Perhaps he was reminded of his own mother, Amanda, his father's concubine.

Except everyone knows Syon is Nyota's son, but tolerance for humans during the time of Spock's birth was such not even the own Emperor could openly acknowledge him as the son of a human woman. Instead with Amanda's failing health, the Emperor forced T'Rea to raise the child as the aging Empress could no longer bear children and Spock's true ancestry was hidden.

But nothing could prepare him from the wrath of T'Rea who could no longer control her own jealousy and hatred.

Would history repeat itself with T'Pring and Nyota?

Prince Spock would never let that happen.

So the Prince needed to heed the words of his father, take T'Pring to bed, and bring back peace to his household. And prepare for another of Sybok's plans for taking control.

Invasions can wait.

Part Two- The Son Remembers

I only remember bits and pieces of my old life. Half remember dreams of a life lived long ago. I remember my mother, the Empress T'Rea. Her beauty, intelligence, grace, and love for me.

I remember my father.

I remember how peaceful my life was as the son of the Emperor, the entire galaxy at my feet.

But that all changed with the birth of my half-brother.

You see Vulcans no matter how rich or how poor all united under the common ideal of Vulcan supremacy. We controlled our emotions, and were the masters of our own faiths. We emerged as a primitive species clinging to the edge of existence to the most powerful and feared throughout the galaxy. To remain this way it was important to keep bloodlines of noble families, pure.

Something many Vulcan men started to find difficult to do especially with the introduction of females species.

Vulcan men started to prefer females from other races. A comprise needed to happen to prevent a complete destruction of our way of life.

That comprise ushered in the practice of Vulcan concubinage. Vulcan men of high birth were allowed these women so long as their wives were Vulcan and their children pure blooded.

In spite of this, many men started to prefer these women to their wives who often bore children. These children are an abomination and serve as nothing more than a threat to the purity of our race.

Once I have taken over, I plan on cleansing the Vulcan people of these inferior hybrids starting with my brother and his family.

"Sybok, this family has been listening to you talk for months about your next move. When are you going to do something? How long must we wait!"

This is coming from my uncle Soran, my mother's oldest brother, and the so-called leader of the family. He raised me and taught me everything I needed to know, nonetheless, the man had never learned the value of patience.

"We must be careful. We must have the calm before the storm. I want my father to think everything is okay, I want him to feel peace," I answered my uncle.

Soran sat back in his chair, I understood his worry. Our exile has him worried about continuing our bloodlines which were already weak. Limited in my options of choosing a mate, I took a servant of my uncle's family and made her my wife. Uneducated and unattractive she served me well both in terms of loyalty and my bearing children; T'Luna, T'Palma and Turanis, but life in exile is hard even for a poor servant girl, and my wife died in childbirth delivering, T'Unyal, my last.

I made sure my children knew of their royal blood and heritage. I taught them to hate all non-Vulcans including their uncle who now sits on my throne!

Finally after many years, I thought my first two daughters were ready and I entrusted them to Stonn whose family had secretly aligned with my mother's during the war. Stonn hated Spock and knew his secret as well.

As I couldn't get close to Spock, I sent Stonn and my daughters. My daughters entered the palace as spies and Stonn…well…. Stonn's job was to seduce T'Pring my brother's unhappy wife and eventually use her to upset the strong ties in the family.

For a while it worked. I learned everything about my brother, a man I never met and even more about my father who always keep his distance from me as a child.

Stonn's seduction of T'Pring as well as my plans with the House of Akan on Earth should have been enough but Stonn fell in love with T'Pring…..and well….nothing was ever the same.

Shortly after the affair was discovered, T'Pring saved herself and abandoned Stonn who in turn tried to save himself by turning on my daughters. Both T'Luna and T'Palma were executed without question.

But neither daughter turned on their youngest sister, T'Unyal.

It's been months since I heard from T'Unyal.

The last I heard she is with Nyota as her servant and have become close to her. "Sybok, we need to act now!" Soran spoke interrupting my thoughts about my daughter.

"Your son is here!" A servant, one of the few we had left entered the room.

Turanis pushed past the servant and moved towards me. Since he wasn't raised on Vulcan he couldn't control his emotions.

"Father we found it!" Turanis pulled out a disk and handed it to me. "My team is working on the ship as we speak. Everything will be ready in a matter of days."

I smiled.

We found the Botany Bay. A ship everyone thought was long gone.

I turned to my uncle, "Now we can begin."

AN: I hope everyone likes the direction of the story. I plan on it being only ten chapters but I might go ahead and expand on it.