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Warning: A ridiculous amount of gore appears in this chapter. I'll mark where it starts and ends for those who don't wish to read it, just in case.
The away team appeared on the planet, taking in the sights offered to them. The cobblestone streets were dusty, the buildings dilapidated, and a faint scent of copper hung in the air. Zellphori was all in all an unpleasant place. A man approached them fairly quickly, and began speaking in quick Rendorian to the Captain. Everyone looked to Ellara, who translated. "He welcomes us to his town, and wants us to follow him to the town hall." she explained, malice obvious in her tone.
Electing to ignore her hatred, Kirk smiled and nodded as they all began to follow the portly official. Commander Spock began asking Ellara various questions about their surroundings. He finally posed the one that had been burning in his mind, however. "Why would the official from the Middle know English, when this leader does not?"
It was an honest question, and one that Ellara was pleased to answer. "Unlike most quadrants, Zellphori hates outsiders. As such, they don't want to learn any other language, making interspecies communication difficult. You'll find people know various other languages in Galleck, Yantaro, the Middle and Leurielle. Zellphori is very, very behind the times." At the finally statement, Ellara gestured to the buildings around them.
Spock had to admit that there was very little effort put into keeping this town up to a healthy and safe standard. He still wondered why Ellara had seemed so anxious at the prospect of visiting, but he assumed that whence was able to explain, she would. After all, the two were still barely acquaintances. When he turned to look at said woman, he found that she was answering Ensign Chekov's rapid questions with ease.
Their conversation was interrupted, however, when the towns leader opened the door to a very well maintained structure. It had foreign letter written at the top, which he assumed read "Town Hall", or something of the sort. Inside, they were lead to a smaller room with an oblong table in the middle. Surrounding it were men and women in various stages of anger. No one was yelling, however there were quiet murmurs being exchanged, as well as some harsh glances sent towards Counsellor Ellara. The man leading them cleared his throat, and everyone quickly took their seats.
The Captain gestured towards Ellara to translate before beginning to speak. "The Federation has sent us here to, well, check up on the Rendorians. To make sure that you aren't violating any codes or rules. If you'll open your packets, we'll review them and make sure everything is running smoothly, and according to standard."
As he went to open his own packet, a rather angry looking man at the back raised his hand slightly. The Captain nodded towards him, signalling to him that he was listening. With a rough accent, the man spoke. "Why should we follow Federation rules? We don't want them."
A murmur of agreement passed through the other leaders, and eyes turned expectantly to Kirk. "Your planet is a part of the Federation, wether you like it or not. I don't mean any disrespect, but you are one quarter of the planet. If you didn't like the idea, you should have done something about it. Now let's get back to the meeting."
Ellara looked apprehensively towards her fearless leader as she translated, taking in the angered body language of her people. She knew that they wouldn't appreciate being called out, but as they did as they were told, Ellara realized that it had done the trick. Filthy spineless creeps.
The meeting went as smoothly as possible with disgusting scumbags in the room, and as time wore on, Ellara became more and more agitated. She disliked being in the presence of these Zellphoriens almost as much as they hated her people for being more civilized. By the end of it, she had been spat at twice and had to hold in her rage dozens of times. This was not an appropriate place to get upset, and it would do none of them any good for her to fly off of the handle.
At last, it was over, and the minute they had left Ellara cried, "Good riddance!" to the heavens. The rest of the crew regarded her with curiosity in their eyes, but she payed them no mind. She was too distracted by the chuckling man who had begun to walk closer and closer to her. "Hey there, pretty thing." he said, reaching out a hand to stroke her cheek.
She jerked away, and that's when the crew noticed her disgusted expression. They made a move to approach, but the man pulled out a knife and held it to Ellara's throat. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Don't wanna upset me. Now, the lady and I are going to have a little duel. Haven't been many people from the Leurielle sector lately. I could do with knocking another selfish aristocrat off the planet."
The man from the Middle who had been with them quickly stepped in the middle of the fight, and made the Zellphorien step off, as well as hand over the knife. "You have five minutes before the fight begins." he said, looking grim as he crossed his arms.
The crew quickly strode over to Ellara, crowding around her. Questions were thrown about the situation until the Captain finally shut everyone up to ask in a more comprehensive matter. "Counsellor, please explain to my why we are being detained so you and this man can fight."
"It's a tradition on our planet. If you travel into a different sector, you immediately invite anyone to challenge you to fight. You can't deny, and the fight only ends when one of you is dead." At her words, the people around her understood the gravity of the situation. Someone would die today. "And there's no way to stop it?" Kirk asked, grasping at any possible way out.
Ellara shook her head, frowning deeply. "Hey, little girl, you look familiar." the man called out, wrapping up his fists.
Her head tilted to the side as she wondered where she had seen him before. "Did you happen to have a mother and a pretty little lady with you who died here?" The man's smirk proved that he knew exactly who she was, and rage filled Ellara as she comprehended where she'd seen him before.
"Ellara, what's wrong?" Lieutenant Uhura asked, putting her hand on the Rendorian's shoulder.
Shrugging it off, Ellara answered before walking forward. "That's the man who killed my mother and my girlfriend."
"How DARE YOU!" she screamed at him, taking in his pleased appearance. "You ruined my life that day. And even worse, you assume that you can overpower me just as easily." Ellara was shaking with rage as the two began walking in a circle, resembling a bit like animals in a fight. "You. Will. DIE!" she shouted, sounding almost rapid as she charged after getting the ok from the official.
Gore begins.
Ellara's head rammed into the mans chest and tackled him to the ground. Spock only watched on as the two fought like wild cats, scratching and hissing as they twisted and turned. Both got an equal amount of hits, but the stranger was soon able to straddle the Counsellor as he held his hands around her neck. Everyone assumed that this was it, but Ellara quickly kneed him in the groin and stood up, holding him by the sides of his head. Her face was manic, and everyone seemed to take a step back as Ellara finished him off.
The mans head cracked to the side in an unnatural position, before a kick to his neck ripped it clean off, splattering Ellara and those close enough to watch in a thick spray of purple blood. Ellara held his head by her side with a disturbing expression on her face, and spit on his body before dropped him and crushing in his skull with her foot. Anyone who knew the customs knew that she had just committed the highest form of insult possible. Any family or friends who wished to mourn him would have to scramble to find the crushed brains spread out around where her foot had landed.
Using her arm to wipe her brow, effectively spreading more blood, Ellara finally glanced at the people around her, namely her crew mates. They were all looking at her with varying expressions of shock, nausea and fear. "What?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "I did what I had to do to live in peace."
In all fairness, as she ripped his head off, she had felt much light mentally then she had since before her mothers death. Ellara knew that she had finally bestowed her revenge, and her family could rest in peace. "If you don't mind," she began, taking a couple steps back from the body, "I think I'll go freshen up on the ship."
As she was being beamed up, Ellara gave a mock salute to the Captain. "That is a fascinating development." Spock simply said as they all stared at where the madwomen had been not a minute prior.
Back on the ship, Ellara stalked to her room, everyone in the hallways parting as soon as they as her. She looked absolutely terrifying. Her body was covered in bruises, her clothing was in tatters, and no one was sure wether or not the blood she sported was hers. As she reached her room, Ellara winced at the small amounts of blood and brain matter that had followed her. She felt bad for the cleaning crew as she stripped off her clothing and made her way to the shower.
Gore ends.
As she touched her skin, however, she could feel herself burning up. "That's odd…" she murmured, wondering if she had a fever of some sort. Ellara shrugged it off as she stepping into the shower, and basked in the delight that was the warm water beating down on her skin.
When she stepped out, she picked out a much cleaner uniform before beginning to make her way to the transporter. Ellara had left the crew on the planet by themselves. Very shortly she was staring into the eyes of her Captain once again, and grinned as she gestured them to follow her to the city's transport pads. They only worked for the planet, and were only used for official business, but they it wasn't that far away.
Looking back to make sure everyone was following her, Ellara frowned at seeing how they were all staring at her. "Guys, you need to understand that what I just did was semi-normal for a majority of the people here. In fact, it was probably very entertaining for them. Besides, you all need to be in tip-top shape to represent the Federation while we're here. If you have any questions or lasting horrors by the time this is done, my office door is always open.
And with that, Ellara stepped on to the transport pad, waiting for the others to follow behind her. When they did, the Captain gave their destination to the man operating the machine, and off they went.
So, that was certainly an interesting chapter. To recap what happened in the gore; the guy died. Yeah. That's it. I could have just said that but my brain decided that details were best in that part. I'm very sorry about not having posted for a bit, but my charger died and I only got it fixed about two and a half hours ago. Maybe three and a half. So, yeah. I caught up on YouTube and then got to work. Please note; updates will be regular from now on. I hope. But yeah. This was the chapter I've been dying to write. It shows us a really creepy side of Ellara as well as her planet; a majority of them will kill ruthlessly if the situation is necessary. I feel like it compliments nicely with Spock going apeshit on Khan in Into Darkness. Only this was more nine years of repressed grief rather then the fresh pain of losing a dear (boy)friend. There also may or may not be some slight development in their relationship in the chapter after the next. And by relationship I mean as people who know each other. In case I didn't say it, I'm a sucker for slow-burns. To wrap this up, I hope y'all enjoyed the chapter. Please leave a comment or constructive criticism, it always makes my day. Thank you so much for all of the views and favourites and follows, it means soooooo much to me!
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Updated August 27th, 2016. Barely.