Chapter 18

Iw Blng

HmfiC coordinated those that were wishing to flee the village, lining them up by family groups. He had instructed them to pack what they could carry and be back by the shuttle that had brought K'Ter'r and him to the planet's surface. They came carrying bags, blankets rolled to hold precious memories of their life in the village. They came with children clinging to their shirttails, eyes wide and filled with fear that the next eruption would take them like it had their neighbors in the village near the foothills.

K'Ter'r steadily walked the two blocks down and six blocks over to come up short. In the center of the street a large boulder blocked his path. Growling low he felt his blood pressure rise. "I am telling you now Captain, if you do not get your temper under control you will pop a blood vessel in your brain and I will be seeking a new host. I can do only so much." Far's voice was beginning to annoy him. Taking out his disrupter he aimed it at the center of the boulder set it on high destruction mode and depressed the trigger. The beam shot forth hit the center and at first appeared to be resistant to the burst of forced energy.

"Would you allow me to direct your hand to the proper locatiom to get the maximum damage?" Far could see he was not hitting it center mass and its weakest point.

"You think you can do better runt?" K'Ter'r growled let the symbiotic creature take over his hand, K'Ter'r's hand lifted moved one quarter of a inch to the left and his finger again depressed the trigger, this time when the energy blast hit the center of the boulder it began to crack then he heard Far. "Duck Captain the shrapnel from the boulder will strike us if we are not prone and it could cause a lot of damage I would be unable to repair."

K'Ter'r dropped to the ground and covered his head holding his weapon over his hand in his hand The boulder sent shards flying in all directions hitting houses and imbedding into trees and other unfortunate immovable objects that stood in the way. Waiting a few more sections for the sounds of flying debris to subside, K'Ter'r heard Far's voice. "It is safe now to stand and resume your trek to your families house and my calculations show you are about five minutes from that location. "

K'Ter'r grumbled, "Just how do you know so damn much about my family and where they live?" He stood dusted his uniform off and continued forward. His gaze was darting about at the near deserted area. Some families were still standing outside their abodes trying to decide if they would go to the point that most had been directed or if they would just ride it out and hope the lava flow did not make it to their houses. K'Ter'r shouted at them, "The shuttles will pick you up at the west end of the main entry to the town. I would advise you to go now, that volcano is going to erupt again and next time there won't be anything left of this town!"

"I know because of your memories Captain. You have been to your brother's house on numerous occasions and I can see who they are and where they live in your memories." There was an annoyed sound to his voice as he spoke to K'Ter'r. Because K'Ter'r was worried about his family by shear osmosis Far was beginning to feel his anxiety too. "I would ask you try to calm yourself Captain, your emotional condition is beginning to affect me and I will be of no use to you if I am equally upset."

"Look this is my family and I am worried they are hurt so will you quit yelping at me to be calm when I don't feel calm. That is my brother and his wife and two daughters that are in that house and I hope in sound condition." He was growling all the way up to the door of the house when the door flew open and Betra and Kateria flew out of the house and wrapped their tiny arms around his massive legs. "Vav loDnl'! Vav loDnl'!" The two girls shouted in relief and excitement! "Father's brother! K'Ter'r you have come! Mother was so worried, Vav has not come home!" That was Betra with a quiver in her voice as she spoke of her father.

K'Ter'r scooped them up and held one in each arm carrying them back in the house. He found their mother Lariq packing cases for each girl and her self. Looking up she saw K'Ter'r come through the door and she dropped what she was doing and rushed to him grabbing him and laying her head on his chest between her daughter's legs. "K'Ter'r! I am so glad you came. Are you here to take us out of here?" She looked up with a half plea in her gaze.

He nodded setting the girls down gently to the floor he turned to put both hands on her arms. Looking into her eyes he asked, "Where is MalaQ?" He was worried since Betra said her father had been missing. "Betra says he has not returned when did he leave and where did he go?" He was using his strong intimidating command voice.

"MalaQ left before dawn he was going to the northern city of Blng Veng. We have heard nothing of him since the explosion." Her concern was for her daughters and then her husband. She turned to the girls and told them to go get their cases and be ready to leave.

"You will be transported to my ship directly from here, I need you and what you can carry to be ready in less than one wa'maH minutes. I will see if we can locate him by his bio signs from my ship. Take only what you can carry, you and the girls can share my quarters on my ship."

Lariq nodded and turned nodding to the small bundles that laid neatly piled on the family's dining table. "We are ready when you are. I am just concerned we have not heard from MalaQ."

K'Ter'r hugged her and spoke softly in her ear, "You leave MalaQ to me. I just want you away from here and safe. Now come along we have to get to my shuttle and then from there I will have one of my crew transport you directly to the ship."

On Board VoqmoH Qaless

M'lar paced the bridge she was beginning to feel the cries of those that were trapped again but a part of her was afraid to listen what if it was a trap like the last time? "Mistress you need to calm yourself. You are wearing a hole in the floor from all your anxious pacing." That was Dovka trying to calm his mistress down, she had little sleep and now she was beginning to get hyper. He glanced around and found a crewman, barking an order to him to find Bi'Anka she was the only one that could calm M'lar and she was needed now. When the hapless crewmember took to long to move, Dovka sent him flying up to the turbo lift doors activating them with his contact against the doors.

"When I give an order jup I expect you to move when I give the order." The crewmember heard him call him friend but a part of him thought it was not so friendly to throw him across the room. Scrambling up he saluted and disappeared quickly into the turbo lift. M'lar turned and sighed softly stomped over to the control panels and began to key in coordinates.

"There those are the locations I can hear cries for help. If it is a trap, I would suggest send down landing parties prepared to fight, then kill whomever is trying to interfere with me saving more Klingon lives." The crewmember that had allowed his control panel be commandeered by the cleric peered at her with a questioning look.

"You want me to send down landing parties to these twenty locations and see if they really are survivors?" Again there was a low growl this time from Tork who had come over, lifted the unfortunate ensign from his chair and unceremoniously tossed him to the turbo lift.

"You heard the cleric, since you have problems understanding the Admiral's orders perhaps you should be in the first landing part, report to the transporter room now." Tork looked at the locations she had keyed into the panel and transferred them to the transporter room's console. "I will take Dovka and we will go to these locations my lady. Will there be anything else?"

M'lar glared at all the young faces of this beq and frowned. "I want seasoned crew on this bridge, send these untried ones to clean out air ducts or Jeffries tubes. If they can't understand how true Klin vessel is run then they can be servants!" Those on the bridge turned and made haste to continue to do their jobs as she expected, they did not wish to join the other two crewmembers that had shown a lack of courtesy or abilities to take orders.

Federation Ship Intrepid

Ven sat in the cell watching the federation guards change shifts. He had failed in his attempt to kill the cleric. He should throw himself on his blade but they had taken it. He was amazed he still lived despite the fact he had seen and was attack by a female Volkarian wolf. Even now he still had the scent of her over his body. Lifting his arm he sniffed and then wrinkled his nose. It was a pungent odor and it had left him feeling less than in control of his body functions when she landed on his chest and snapped at his throat. The only thing he could see was his throat in her mouth being ripped apart.

Laying back on his bed he closed his eyes, at least the cells were comfortable enough that he could get some rest, he just wondered what was happening to those on his ship. Ven forced himself to relax, which allowed him self to find a little relief in sleep. At least for now he could wait this out and see what would happen next.

Ghojwl'pu Molar ship

The beq of the Disciples of Molar ship had received word their mission to subvert the mu'Squ' M'lar and end her rein of supremacy had failed was a damaging blow to their cause. The crew had held themselves in cloak and was awaiting word as to what they should do next when the next explosion had hit the planet. A secondary eruption had put them in a position to finally use Ven and his abilities to contact her through telepathy. It had seemed easy enough and when they were transported to the ship the crew had cheered.

Now they wait for word that she was dead and headed to the dark fleet where she belonged. The ship remained cloaked and out of range of sensors for the Federation ship Intrepid. The waiting was the hardest part, they had hoped to hear that Ven had been successful and they could report back to their leaders on Boreth that the House of T'L'th was minus one family member. Instead what they discovered was the alarms on their ship were announcing an intruder.

Bi'Anka had locked onto their location through Ven's com pin and had managed to get herself beamed on board the ship. When she appeared in the bridge it had startled most that manned the main part of the ship. They were startled at first seeing a well muscled female Klingon standing in the center of the bridge's main deck area. She smiled and her eyes shifted from the green color to a yellow elliptical shape. She turned and as she did, her mouth began to transform into an elongated snout and large long teeth, she ran forward and as she did she was no longer on two feet but four and she hit the helmsman dead center on his chest and ripped his throat out sending a spray of blood over the view screen.

Disrupters were pulled but the panic crew that had only heard rumors of such a creature was so startled that they were firing wildly at each other and two crewmembers had managed to shoot one another. Bi'Anka in wolf form leapt from the dead body of he helms man and landed hard on the communications officers chest and ripped his arm from its socket, using the bloodied end to beat him in the face with the arm. Spitting it out she ripped his throat out and turned those yellow blood lust filled eyes on the one remaining member who was desperately trying to crawl to the turbo lift.

She slumped down low on her belly and she was waiting for the crew member as he made it to the turbo lift, she pounced, jumping on his back, she tore into the back of his neck and severed the head from the body. Looking at the blood covered deck she walked to the communications console and pressed a paw to the ship wide communications channel, lifting her blood covered head she let out a long mournful howl over the panel then in a guttural voice she spoke.

"You thought to kill the cleric and I am here to seek my own revenge. No one harms what I protect. You can run and you can try to hide but I will find you and I will kill you." Backing off the console she padded towards the turbo lift, leaving bloodied paw prints with each step she took. The smell of blood was on her body and the lust for killing was in her eyes. Waiting for the turbo lift to open she began to shimmer and return to her Klingon form, smiling she stepped onto the lift and pressed the control panel she would go from deck to deck until all that was left was a bloodied pool of dead traitors.

There was little any of the beq of this doomed ship could do, they had totally pissed off the Cleric's personal guard and now before they died they were going to witness what was only thought to be a legend or rumor. What they saw before they died was the yellow elliptical eyes that were near pinpoint with the pupil and bloodied fur covered body of a wolf. Before Bi'Anka was done she had killed over twelve members of this ship and left them in a puddle of blood. Her last kill she collected the head of the Klingon male and stuffed it in a bag. Walking back to the helm she noticed there was an incoming message, walking to the panel she kept her side off and watched as a face of someone she had known by reputation come on the screen.

"Ven please report that you succeeded in taking care of that little cleric problem." Bi'Anka smiled depressed the key to the channel and just growled. She watched the look of confusion and then concern appeared on his face.

"Ven? Repeat and why do you have your screen off?" Bi'Anka reached into her bag pulled up the severed head and placed it on the beck of the command chair and stood behind it, commanding the computer to put them on screen she watched from behind the head of the Klingon male as Daedalus grimaced seeing the gruesome scene before him. "Who the hell is on that ship?"

Bi'Anka stayed hidden she spoke with a low guttural voice.

"You have failed in your attempt to destroy the cleric. The next time I come for a ship it will be yours Daedalus and this head will be your head. Think long and hard again before you think to take the life of the cleric." She cut off communications bagged her trophy, set the photon torpedoes on self-destruct and transported off the ship.

Arriving back on the VoqmoH she went to the control panels and requested permission to come aboard the Intrepid. Having that permission granted she was transported to the shuttle bay where Captain Reynolds stood still coordinating his rescue efforts with his crew who were using the shuttles to bring more from the planet surface to the ship. When Bi'Anka appeared she was covered in blood. Janae looked up and moaned inwardly. "James give her whatever she wants, she been on a rampage."

Reynolds was shocked seeing the blood starting to coagulate in her hair, on her face and her clothing. "Madam?" He stepped towards her and she reeked of death. "Are you injured?"

Bi'Anka was annoyed and showed it with her eyes going from green to yellow and elliptical in shape then back to green. "Where are you holding the male Klingon that was captured earlier?" She glanced to Janae and frowned. "I thought you were going to help with rescue efforts." Then waved him off as unimportant.

"Look Madam, that Klingon tried to assault a protected Ambassador on my ship and you are not going to harm him, he is entitled under Federation laws to be given a fair trial and a hearing."

Janae stepped forward looking at the bag she held and noted it was dripping blood. He sighed leaned into Reynolds. "James, take her to him, she is not going to hurt him, she is going to make a point. You really don't want to piss this one off she is bad news. You saw what she did earlier and I think she had now exacted the revenge she sought that was why she let him live, it is their code."

Far be it from Reynolds to interfere with another cultures customs so he motioned one of his security officers to escort her to the brig. "You might want to go and witness this. I am sure it will be memorable." Janae rocked back on his heels and folded his arms over his chest. He had only seen her this angry one other time and thank the gods that it was nothing he had done or directed at him. He suspected what was in the bag and wanted to warn his friend but thought it best to let her show what she meant by satisfaction over an affront.

Commanding his third in command to continue with the retrieval efforts he turned to Bi'Anka and nodded, "Follow me." Leading her into the hallway he walked her to the turbo lift and waited for Janae and her follow him. "Deck five." He commanded he computer. The turbo lift stopped on one deck, when the door opened there were two crewmembers ready to step on until they saw the blood covered female Klingon holding a bag dripping blood.

"We will take the next lift sir." They stepped back and watched the doors close on the angry face of the female warrior.

"I think you scared them Bi'Anka." Janae quipped with a little humor at the reaction she had caused. Maybe next time you ought to change before you make a call."

Bi'Anka turned those hazel eyes on Janae, and once again they went from green to yellow elliptical then back to green. "Shut up Janae or this could be you." She slightly lifted the bag and smiled and he saw those teeth that wanted to grow and become deadly. "You continue to annoy me. I thought you had Daedalus under control." She turned to watch the doors open and the floor was obviously a detention area by the number of security personnel that now walked cautiously around the female Klingon warrior covered in blood.

"I know what he is up to. Why do you think I don't?" He folded his arms and walked behind her in a defensive manner. Reynolds led them to the far end of the corridor and paused outside a door that was electrified with sensors. Stepping aside he nodded to the male Klingon sleeping on the single bunk bed.

"Let me in, and stand back, I won't harm him. I am going to make my point." She turned to Janae and poked her finger covered in dried blood on his shirt. "Because he set this up and now I have a blood oath to get him." She pulled her palm back and showed him the healing line on her palm.

Janae moaned and rolled his eyes. "Captain, she won't hurt this one she needs him to full fill her blood oath and he is no good to her dead so you don't have to worry and I am pretty sure once she is done, he will confess to robbing his own mother if she asks him to do so." Janae's tone had taken on a flippant tone as he stood back to watch what Bi'Anka was going to do.

Reynolds was interested in all things involving this particular culture of the Klingon Empire and motioned for his chief of security to vid the proceedings. They all watched as Bi'Anka walked into the room and kicked the bed the male Klingon set on. "Wake up." Her voice was low and gravelly. The male Klingon opened his eyes and looked at her warily and realized she was covered in blood.

Sitting up slowly Ven planted his feet on the ground and sat up looking at her and the bag she held that still dripped blood. Bi'Anka opened the bag, reached in and pulled the head out by its hair and flung it in his lap. The head landed with a sickening thud on his lap and he gasped, and clawed at the severed head. His eyes were wide and his disgust and revulsion as what she had done was evident. "It's a present, the last one that died on your ship. He died without honor."

Ven watched the head plop to the floor and roll to his feet, the unseeing eyes of one of his friends peered up and the expression on his face was one of pure horror and shock, his mouth was still open in a silent scream as death clamed him. "That could be you in the future if you ever come after the cleric again. Now, I think you will need to know that you don't have a ship waiting for you any more and all the beq are dead, they died like the cowards you all are. I am going to ask you this once and only once and if you don't give me the answers I am seeking, then it will be a pity because I will go after your family."

She watched the look of incredulousness cross his face, "I can smell you and smell your bloodline, and once I have tasted your blood, I can easily find those that are related to you, once I do, they all will die like that one." She nodded to the head on the floor. The look she held on her face was one of deadly intent. There was nothing but hatred and anger in her eyes as she dissected the male in front of her.

"Is Daedalus behind this whole operations or are there others?" Ven was making peace within his heart. He knew he was about to die if he did not answer this mad female's questions. Swallowing hard he was about to do the unthinkable and that was betray his trust to Molar's followers. He thought he was a seasoned hardened warrior but this she bitch made him rethink his loyalties and his foolishness to have agreed with Daedalus to take on the clerics of Boreth.

"No, it was a liaison between Daedalus and the Molarites on Boreth to kill M'lar to send a message to T'L'th." He had swallowed hard to push back the taste of bile that had made its way up to the back of his throat. Bi'Anka stepped forward and leaned over grabbing his arm she bit into his wrist and tasted his blood.

Smiling she spoke softly, "Now I know you Ven, I know you so well I can smell you, hear you and all your family from this day forward. My last question now rests on your head, I have taken a blood oath to take down Daedalus, where is he?"

Janae had watched this with an intentness that was not normally something he did or cared about but she was getting her information and it would ultimately benefit him and once he was no longer under orders from T'L'th he would be going after Daedalus. Ven had taken a deep breath and let it out slowly the bite had hurt it was deep and he was bleeding down to his fingertips. He knew she was only a bare hair's breath away from a major vein in his wrist she had deliberately avoided hitting it when she bit deep into his wrist.

"We were to meet up with him after the mission on the Fracas space station near the neutral zone. If he knows we failed and you were on my ship then he won't be there and I am not sure where you can find him." Bi'Anka smiled and there was absolutely no humor in that smile.

"You are doing good now for the final request, and I make it a request this time because you have been so forth coming. If you ever use your abilities to harm my mistress again, there will be nothing left of you to identify." She turned and walked from the room, past Reynolds, past Janae and tapped her pin. "One to beam to the VoqmoH." With a shimmer and a high pitch tone filling the air, she was gone.

"Wow, that is one bad assed female. Do you think she would . . . "

"No, I don't think she would James and if you are smart you won't even go there." Janae said with his tongue in cheek candor.