Mon held a dinner meeting with Imra and Eltro on their new mission. "Kara wants us to check out Terra Nova. It was a human colony, the first deep-space colonization effort in the 2300s. At the time, humans managed to colonize the moon, Mars, and some asteroids, but never another solar system. When they found an Earth-like planet 20 light years away, they went for it. It took them ninety years to get there and ninety years to get back," Mon told them.
"That's slow as fuck," Eltro said immaturely.
"What happened to them?" Imra asked curiously.
"Don't know. Nobody has heard from them in seven hundred years. Back then, Earth wanted to send another vessel after the successful colonization. The colonists protested. They didn't want more people coming. So...the global space agency told them to go fuck themselves and broke off all communication," Mon explained.
"My experience with humans is quite limited but I have come to understand they're resourceful. They may have survived," Imra theorized.
"Yeah, maybe. If the planet was habitable seven hundred years ago, it's probably still habitable. Either way, it's going to be part of the new empire," Mon said.
The USS Nemo arrived at Terra Nova and found a habitable Earth-like world with oceans, clouds, and vegetation on the land masses. "Put us in orbit over the colony," Mon ordered Dax at the helm. He then turned to Laurel to send transmissions down.
"This is Captain Mon-El of the USS Nemo. We come from Earth and we come in peace. Please respond," Mon said with false sincerity.
"No answer, Sir," Laurel reported.
"Any life signs?" Mon asked
"Six hundred humans in one settlement," Imra reported. "The colony appears to be intact."
"Let's take a look," Mon said to Dax.
The viewscreen magnified the colony showing a small town. "Eltro, take the bridge," Mon ordered. "Imra, Dax, you're coming with me."
On the away mission, Mon, Imra, Dax, Brainiac 5, and several human crewmembers arrived at the town. They noticed children boys and girls playing a game of bouncy ball off their shoulders and feet. Ignoring the playing children, Mon then encountered the adults eating at a potluck, all of them appeared female with roughly half of them having short hair while others had long hair.
"They have incredible mental discipline, clarity of perception," Imra said of the children.
"It's not that impressive," Mon said dismissively.
"My name is Sonja," the mayor of the town said to Mon. She had short dark hair and was slightly taller than average.
"I am Mon-El, Prince of all Insane. These are my officers, Imra, Dax, and Barney," Mon introduced.
"Would you like something to eat?" Sonja asked politely.
"If we did, we would exhaust your entire food supply so we must decline," Mon replied.
"Very well, but I would ask that you disarm yourselves. This is a sanctuary of life," Sonja said boldly.
Mon smirked knowing he could annihilate them all even without a laser pistol. "Certainly," he allowed and then disarmed the away team. Only the human crewmembers were now vulnerable.
"So...how can we help you, Prince of all Insane?" Sonja asked.
"We understand you were once from Earth seven hundred years ago. In that time, Earth has had...new management. It has been conquered by the Insane for the Insane. Naturally, we're here to conquer this planet as well. We have extraordinary powers and strengths. Resistance would be futile," Mon said bluntly.
"You come off as very polite for a conqueror, Mon-El," Sonja noted.
"That is because I have unlimited power and no weaknesses. None of you are a threat to me," Mon replied. "Historically, conquerers are more likely to attack quickly and aggressively when there is uncertainty of victory. I have no uncertainty."
"We have nothing to offer you. We are simple farmers and tradesmen," Sonja pointed out.
"I've noticed," Mon said as he looked around. He couldn't help but notice there were zero men in the town. "Barney, tell them how this is going to go."
Brainiac 5 came forward to dictate terms. "We will officially annex this planet. As humans, you will be granted, if you choose, Imperial citizenship. With that citizenship, you will be guaranteed energy and provisions in accordance with a ranked structure. You will be offered occupational specialties and given the chance to visit or reside on Earth," Brainiac 5 said.
"It took us ninety years to get here from Earth," Sonja pointed out.
"At maximum warp capabilities, travel to Earth will take less than a day," Brainiac 5 informed her.
"You're a machine," Sonja noticed.
"Brainiac systems Model Five," Brainiac 5 confirmed.
"We believe that when you build a machine to do a woman's work, it takes something away from the woman," Sonja said to him.
"You have misinterpreted the situation. You work for me, not the other way around," Brainiac 5 clarified.
"You intend for us to enlist in your system?" Sonja assumed.
Brainiac 5 eyed the peaceful self-sustaining colony. "You will not be compelled to do so. At the minimum rank of E-1, you are not required to work for the system or at all, for that matter. You will still be provided basic necessities if you choose to accept them. What we cannot tolerate are children mistreated or malnourished."
"As you can see, that isn't a problem here," Sonja pointed out.
"Indeed," Brainiac 5 agreed. "I will, in time, exploit the resources of this planet for raw materials and put up defenses. These operations should have little to no effect on your way of life."
"And should we resist?" Sonja asked.
"Soon, you will be outnumbered by drones one hundred to one. You will not be able to force us to leave through attrition or destroy our morale. We will not terminate you should you resist, but there will be disciplinary consequences should you attempt to interfere with our operations," Brainiac 5 told her.
"We expect you to sign our bullshit treaty to make this annexation legal and whatnot," Mon said to her.
"We will need to vote on this as a community. We are a democracy, after all," Sonjoa told him.
"We'll be back tomorrow," Mon smirked and then rallied his men off the planet.
On the Nemo, Mon communicated the situation to Kara via video on his laptop using the sub-space communications dish on the ship. "Our annexation of the planet should have minimal complications to the colonists," he reported.
"You've done a terrific job, Mon. Now, pack your bags and get the hell out of there before you commit another genocide," Kara ordered.
"As you wish," Mon said, already bored with the planet.
Mon signed off and then eyed Imra out of view. "What the fuck is wrong with this colony?" he asked bluntly.
Imra smiled amused. "They appear to have modified their Y chromosome so that their men appear as female. As soon as the boys reach puberty, they automatically develop female secondary characteristics. They're able to breastfeed and produce sperm. However, the genetic modification comes at a cost. Their males lack the same muscular strength, lung capacity, and endurance as the male humans on Earth. Their fertility is significantly lower as well which is why this colony keeps a stable population of only several hundred."
"How can they tell who is male and who is female?" Mon questioned.
"Aside from the fact that they're a close-knit community where there are no secrets, the males intentionally have shorter hair and wear trousers. You can also tell by their roles in society," Imra said.
"You telling me that person I talked with was a man?" Mon asked horrified.
"That's correct, Captain," Imra smirked.
Mon looked like he was about to throw up. "Still, this could be an opportunity."
"For what?" Imra asked skeptically.
"The females of this colony have never seen a real man in seven hundred years. The men on this ship have a rare opportunity to plow the field, so to speak," Mon considered.
"That would cause significant social upheaval and destabilize their population control," Imra warned.
"What if...what if...the men only got it on with the males?" Mon wondered. "Barney, my quarters, immediately," he ordered.
Brainiac 5 soon thereafter entered Mon's quarters. "You are aware of the situation?" Mon asked
"Of course," Brainiac 5 said obviously.
"If the men have relations with the males in this colony, would it be gay?" Mon asked.
"According to Insane tradition and morals, so long as testicles do not touch, it is not gay," Brainiac 5 said.
"I'm beginning to question that dogma," Mon said uncertainly.
"The intent is heterosexual as the males of this colony do appear, sound, and act feminine. However, the act, itself, and the consequences of that act are, indeed, homosexual in nature. Therefore, it cannot be considered perfectly straight," Brainiac 5 reasoned.
"What if the female crew had relations with the males?" Mon asked.
"Then, the intent would be homosexual but the act, itself, and the consequences would be heterosexual. It would still not be perfectly straight either," Brainiac 5 said.
"That would suggest that this colony is defying the natural law of the Christian Church," Imra smirked. "What are you going to do about it?"
"For hundreds of years, the colonists knew a male to appear as they are today. Therefore, relations between these males and these females are entirely perfectly straight. It's different for your crew since they grew up in a different environment and, therefore, the intent is different," Brainiac 5 explained.
"That sounds like some relativistic bullshit," Mon disagreed.
"The alternative is no relations permitted whatsoever and the colony goes extinct," Brainiac 5 said obviously.
"What should happen should any of these male colonists take up your offer and come to Earth?" Mon asked.
"You're suggesting we overthrow their current sociology, modify their Y chromosome back to before, so they are in compliance with the Earth human population," Brainiac 5 assumed.
"The overthrowing of any established order no matter what it may be is entirely within the scope of being Insane," Mon reminded him. "As for the other sciency bullshit, I don't give a fuck."
"I recommend getting to know these people a little more before you destroy their way of life," Imra suggested.
"Very well. No one is to report this to Kara. I'll handle this world, myself," Mon ordered.
Rome-Earth
Pope Barney and his cardinals discussed the issue concerning the Terra Nova colony. "The scriptures are clear: A woman shall not wear a man's garment, nor shall a man put on a woman's cloak, for whoever does these things is an abomination to the Lord your God," Cardinal Marco quoted Deuteronomy 22:5.
"The males wear trousers and the females wear dresses. There is no violation here," Cardinal Lucio objected.
"Oh? And do not the males wear bras?" Cardinal Marco asked skeptically.
"They do," Pope Barney confirmed.
"There you have it," Cardinal Marco said victoriously.
"Wearing a bra is not a woman's cloak," Cardinal Lucio pointed out.
"You take the verse too literally," Cardinal Marco said annoyed.
"It is fair to say that the intent of the verse is to be comprehensive to all articles of male and female clothing," Pope Barney allowed. "However, a male may be permitted a bra should he intend to use it to physiologically support his breasts rather than to present himself as a female. I am certain we all know a great many obese men including some in the clergy that could use a bra, themselves."
The cardinals chuckled at this observation. "We have a moral obligation to forcibly correct the Y chromosome modification. It was a sin to have done it in the beginning and it is a sin not to correct it," Cardinal Marco declared.
"Why was the modification made in the first place? Perhaps, it was to adapt to a hostile planetary environment in which case there may be no sin," Cardinal Lucio said.
"We will wait on additional findings," Pope Barney allowed.
Terra Nova
That night, Mon visited with Sonja and her family. Sonja's wife was named Anji. They had two sons. The younger son looked like a boy at around eight years old but the older son appeared as a teenage girl. "I need to know what the fuck is going on here before I take my next step," Mon said to them.
"Our colony was on the verge of self-annihilation with violent coups, struggles for resources, and crime. We isolated the problem to violent tendencies caused by the Y chromosome and testosterone. With our technology, we turned off the genes responsible for masculinity on the Y chromosome. By default, males started to develop female secondary sexual characteristics naturally. You must understand what it was like during the early years of our colony. We were overwhelmed with murder, assault, rape, and violent theft."
"You're saying violence is a thing of the past? I know several females that are violent as fuck," Mon said referring to Kara, Imra, Nura...etc.
"No, but men constituted 99% of forcible rape, 90% of homicides, 88% of robberies, 85% of burglaries, 83% of arson, 82% of vandalism, 80% for offenses against family and children, and 78% of aggravated assault during the early years of our colony. Additionally, we found that the colony exploded in population as a result of male fertility, beyond our means to sustain ourselves. Since the modification of the Y chromosome, crime has significantly dropped, harmony has greatly increased, and our fertility rate remains a constant 2.0.," she said.
"What if you need to open a pickle jar?" Mon wondered.
Anji smiled at that. "We have found that brute strength is obsolete here. We have the tools to sustain ourselves and when strength is required we work together. There's no need for a Superman."
"What about ambition? Don't you have the desire to create massive cities, reach the stars, and conquer new worlds?" Mon asked.
"No," Anji shook her head. "And if we did, we don't need masculinity to get us there."
"When you look upon me, as the epitome of the ultimate masculine specimen, don't you feel you're missing out on something?" Mon asked boldly.
"Wow, well, when all the males look the same, it's all relative," Anji said flustered.
"What I'm saying is that through natural selection, females in this colony will naturally be attracted to the most masculine of the males. Over many generations, masculinity will be restored eventually. It's inevitable. It's science," Mon said confidently.
"Perhaps but with the Y chromosome effectively turned off, there will be limits to that evolution and the evolution you're referring to could take millions of years. I think we'll be fine," Sonja replied. "Should the Y chromosome turn itself back on in a natural selection mutation, we can always turn it back off."
Mon was positively stumped. "However, should men from Earth or any other planet arrive, you would be fucked literally and figuratively. Your females would gravitate toward them like a magnet."
"In the last seven hundred years, no one has visited us," Sonja pointed out. "Only your men are a threat to us. Also, you treat our females as if they're animals willing to mate with any man that comes within their orbit. We have traditions and morals we brought with us."
"Such as?" Mon asked curiously.
"Do not rape, do not commit adultery, do not covet one's spouse," Sonja replied.
"Well...shit," Mon realized.
Rome-Earth
Mon and Brainiac 5 on the Nemo combined their reports for the Cardinals to consider. "These people have deprived their sons of masculinity. It is child abuse. We must relocate them to Earth for gene therapy and reeducation," Cardinal Marco argued.
"Must we?" Cardinal Lucio wondered. "The scriptures say God created humanity, male and female He made them. It did not stipulate how that male should appear."
"The genetic modification of the Y chromosome is a crime against God's creation. Behold, the regulation of Canon Law decrees that no genetic modification or physical modification may be permitted that is not medically necessary. That means no tattoos, piercings, plastic surgery, implants, and gene therapy," Cardinal Marco said.
"Amen!" several Cardinals agreed.
"Yes, a crime was committed several hundred years ago when these people were ignorant. But now, it is a crime to modify them back to before. The same regulation you cite against the initial gene therapy is the same regulation that would prevent the Y chromosome's restoration," Cardinal Lucio shot back.
"Amen?" several Cardinals shook their heads bewildered.
"If one wanted to restore their Y chromosome for medical reasons, they should be permitted," Cardinal Marco said flustered.
"If that be their intent, it should be voluntary," Cardinal Lucio conceded.
"The situation, itself, is inherently sinful. In their minds, women are having relations with women. No matter that children are born out of these relations, the intent is still there," Cardinal Marco brought up. "If given the opportunity to have relations with a man as opposed to one of these shemales, these women should choose the men."
"But these shemales are men relative to their society so they have committed no sin," Cardinal Lucio replied.
"I will concede that for the last seven hundred years, there was no sin. But now, these people are open to the possibility of having relations with real men on Earth. There is no excuse now," Cardinal Marco said forcibly.
"Unless...unless...we do not allow them to relocate," Pope Barney considered.
"We must bring them to the Church which is on Earth. Otherwise, their souls cannot be saved," Cardinal Marco said to him.
"Or we bring the Church to them," Pope Barney countered.
Terra Nova
Mon received a call from Kara on his laptop in his quarters. "You're looking well, Mon. Well-rested," Kara noted. "Why the fuck haven't you left Terra Nova yet?"
"Barney and I are strongly considering the idea of forcibly removing the colonists and bringing them back to Earth. I'll need some ships to make that happen," Mon said.
"Yeah, no. Just let them be and move on," Kara ordered.
"I'll take this up with the Senate," Mon threatened.
"I am the Senate," Kara reminded him.
"How can there be an order to abandon the prime directive, to explore new frontiers, seek new civilizations, and then subjugate those civilizations in the name of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ?" Mon asked shocked and appalled.
"Since when did you give a fuck about the prime directive?" Kara scoffed.
"I'm going to restore them back to their natural evolution. Then, we bring normal colonists from Earth to this planet to replace them," Mon said simply.
"Who are we to determine the next stage of evolution for humanity? I mean, why the fuck would we even care?" Kara asked, dismayed by Mon's principled stance.
"If word gets out that people can be freaks on this planet, they'll start becoming freaks on Earth as well. All the men will disappear," Mon exaggerated. "There cannot be allowed an exception to the rule. Now, what we have here is exceptional real estate."
"I agree. Just have Barney's drones work there and that's all," Kara said.
"You're naive. Every one of our planets is going to be saturated with humans and weird-ass aliens either in this century or the next. A colony like this will not remain isolated for very long," Mon said.
"It will be if it becomes my new vacation spot," Kara said obviously. 'You're not to relocate these people like petty thugs."
"Petty thugs became world leaders with petroleum, petty thugs became galactic emperors with the warp drive," Mon pointed out.
"I don't give a fuck what your Insane crew does. Your reputation in the galaxy is already shit but do not taint my pet humans with this," Kara ordered.
"You are betraying the founding principles of which your religion was founded upon. It's an attack on the very soul. And it will destroy human culture to allow these people to exist as they are," Mon said passionately.
"They've been on this world for only seven hundred years. Let them figure it out," Kara said.
"Tell me, Kara, how many years does it take before it becomes wrong? A thousand years, fifty thousand years, a million years? How many years does it take?" Mon asked rhetorically.
"You're so full of shit, Mon. I'm ordering you to the...Goren system. File whatever protest you wish to," Kara said dismissively and then signed off.
After that call, Mon rallied his men on the ship. Human crewmembers went to the armory to get plasma rifles, checking their battery cores, and ensuring they were ready to fire. "You have all responded with the dedication I have expected of you. Like a thousand other commanders on a thousand other battlefields, I wait for the dawn," Mon said over the intercom system.
As a shuttle was loaded up with weapons and explosives, Imra and Brainiac 5 met up with Mon. "Going for a spin, another hunting trip?" Imra assumed.
"Seven metric tons of explosives, eight tetryon pulse launchers, and ten isomagnetic disintegrators," Brainiac 5 listed off.
"Alright, smart-ass. What do you think we should do?" Mon asked him.
"Saddle up, lock and load," Brainiac 5 replied.
"Wait...what the fuck?" Imra asked surprised.
"It's too easy to turn our back on a suffering people we don't know. We're going to make this right," Mon said resolved. "Imra, you're coming with me," he said to her. "Eltro, you have the bridge," he ordered with his communicator.
As soon as Mon, Imra, Brainiac 5, and two squads of crewmembers went down to the planet, two Imperial Athena-Class destroyers appeared. They were 752 meters long, 462 meters long, and 200 meters in height dwarfing the Poseidon-Class submarine. The Athenas were triangular-shaped with the bridge on the top of the ship. Each Athena had roughly 2.5x the firepower, 4x the shields, and 2x the armor of the Nemo.
"Two Imperial ships on an intercept course," Dax reported to Eltro.
"ETA?" Eltro asked.
"Eighteen minutes," he said.
"They're hailing us," Laurel said. "They sound pissed off."
"Tell them our communications are down," Eltro ordered.
"You want me to relay a message to them that our communications are down? I don't think they will believe us," Laurel doubted.
The leading Athena, USS Sampson fired a warning shot at the Nemo rattling it. "Maximum impulse. We can outrun them," Eltro ordered. "Red Alert! All battle stations!"
Realizing that Nemo was faster than them on impulse, Sampson and David came at them from different angles of approach and fired. "Shields at 60%," Ol reported to Eltro. "Alright, enough of this bullshit. Cloak us," he ordered.
The Nemo turned on its cloak and disappeared from the Athena scanners.
On the Sampson, Kara was personally in command wearing her Supergirl uniform. To avoid B5 sabotaging her, the crew was entirely human and loyal to her alone. "The fuck did it go?" Kara wondered, slightly alarmed. A torpedo suddenly slammed into the Sampson.
"Reverse engines, back off!" Kara ordered. The Nemo fired another torpedo rattling the Sampson near the bridge and then again under her belly. "Damage report?"
"Ten percent hull damage," an officer reported to her.
"Hard to starboard," Kara ordered as they were hit again, this time the engine room.
On the Nemo, Eltro was having a blast. He then noticed the David approaching. "Ah, the game's afoot. Let loose the dogs of war!" The Nemo fired a torpedo underneath the David stunning it and breaching its hull. The human crew rushed to move out of the affected areas as the doors sealed. The Nemo fired again at the Sampson blasting a hole right through its belly and out its top.
"The hull has been compromised," an officer informed Kara.
"Yeah, no shit," Kara noticed. "Fire."
The mines deployed by both Athenas suddenly detonated in the general area of the Nemo. The submarine was hit hard by multiple nearby explosions, decloaked, and was dead in the water.
"Well...shit," Eltro said disappointed.
On the surface, Mon continued his advance. Guards were present at the entrance of the town. "Put them to sleep or they die," Mon ordered Imra.
"Fuck me," Imra realized and then used her power to drop them.
The squad continued its way inside the squad with no one to stop them. As it happened, all the houses were empty. The entire population was in the town square for some reason. "Take up positions," Mon ordered his men. His men moved to get to the roofs of various buildings and take sniper positions.
Mon, Imra, and Brainiac 5 then came upon what appeared to be some kind of wedding ceremony. Watching from a distance, the male and female spouses-to-be wore different clothes. The female wore a white traditional dress while the male was in a suit. They both appeared, superficially, as women with the male just having shorter hair to indicate. After they did their vows and gave each other a kiss, Sonja addressed the couple.
"Now, you may begin the suckling of life," she said to them both.
"What the fuck?" Mon wondered.
The groom lowered the bride's dress so that her breasts were exposed. The bride then unbuttoned the groom's shirt to get to her breasts. The groom then bent over and sucked on the bride's nipples for a good ten seconds. The bride then did the same thing to the groom. After both of their nipples had been properly sucked and drained, they covered themselves again and continued the ceremony.
"Fascinating," Imra said, genuinely intrigued.
"I have the most awkward boner," Mon admitted.
After the ceremony had concluded, the crowd cheered for the newly wedded couple oblivious to Mon's strike team. Mon was positively moved by the ceremony and had a slight change of heart.
There was a sudden sonic boom as Kara landed near the colony. "Stand down," Mon radioed his men as she landed.
Kara advanced on Mon, Imra, and Brainiac 5. "Your Insane officers fought against two of my Athenas at the same time as if it were a real battle," she said pissed off.
"They dead?" Mon assumed.
"No, just dead in the water," Kara clarified.
"I'm so proud of them," Mon said wiping away a tear.
"They endangered my human crew. You're fortunate no one actually died," Kara said angrily.
"Why was your crew human?" Brainiac 5 asked knowingly.
"So, you wouldn't sabotage me," Kara said obviously.
"It sounds like you all have some issues to sort out," Imra said amused.
"What's your excuse? You're supposed to be controlling these people," Kara said peeved.
"Please, the moment I even attempt to enter their minds, they'll kill me within a fraction of a second," Imra rolled her eyes.
"She's not wrong," Mon agreed.
"Be more subtle. Put ideas into their heads," Kara instructed.
"Yeah, I'm still here, bitch," Mon said annoyed.
"Do you have a solution to this problem, yet?" Kara asked Brainiac 5.
"Perhaps," he said coyly.
Brainiac 5, Kara, Mon, and Imra sat down with the colony leadership. "I am the Pope of Christianity now. That means, I make the rules concerning faith and morals from now on," Pope Barney informed them.
"Okay," Sonja allowed, wondering where he was going with this.
"It was a sin to modify the Y chromosome against the nature that God had ordained in the beginning no matter the positive intentions and consequences they may have had. However, you're under no moral obligation to correct that mistake. If God wishes you to be as before, He will make it happen. It may also be a sin to forcibly genetically modify you back to what you were before."
"Alright," Sonja nodded.
"It is also the case that gender is irrelevant to us, only sex. Therefore, so long as only males mate with females and vice versa, there is no problem. I have noticed that there are female-slash-female couples and male-slash-male couples. That must end," Pope Barney continued.
"What's the difference? We all look mostly the same except for our genitals," Sonja protested.
"That would be a superficial analysis, skin-deep, so to speak. All sexual relations must be open to life and heterosexual in nature regardless of the appearance of the individual. If we did believe in your superficial analysis, we'd be forcing all males to go through genetic modification right now," Pope Barney said. "So...do you wish for us to be superficial or not?"
"Not," Sonja replied, realizing the implication.
"A church will be allowed to be built in the town and a drone will be present to minister to the faithful," Pope Barney continued.
"It will be empty," Sonja promised him.
"I'm a patient drone," Pope Barney smiled. "You will be entitled to Imperial citizenship. Whether you take advantage of that is up to you. Anyone who wishes to leave the colony for Earth will have to undergo genetic modification to avoid scandal and confusion. No one will be compelled to leave the colony, however."
"Fine," Sonja agreed.
"I will take advantage of the planet's natural resources for my own purpose a considerable distance away from here. You will not even notice my presence. Only my drones will be allowed to travel to this world. Should another alien race come by to disrupt your quaint civilization, we give you assurances that they will be terminated," Pope Barney promised.
"For seven hundred years, no one knew we existed. Now, everything has changed," Sonja said mournfully.
"If not us, it will be someone else eventually," Kara said to her. "Now, kneel before me."
"I'll kneel before you if it will save lives," Sonja relented.
"It will, starting with your own," Kara assured her.
"What I do now, I do for the sake of the people of this world," Sonja said as she knelt before Kara.
Mon, Imra, Brainiac 5, and the rest of the human squads arrived back on the Nemo. The three entered the bridge and immediately Eltro go out of the captain's chair. "Sir, I regret to inform you, I was defeated in battle. I submit my resignation and I accept death," Eltro said sincerely.
"The strategic thing for you to have done is to cloak yourself and outrun them. However, it would not have been the Insane thing to do. You did the best you could under the circumstances and you will be commended for this victory," Mon told him.
"Victory?" Eltro wondered.
"That's how it will be remembered. That's how it will be," Mon promised him and then embraced him like a son. He then turned to the rest of his Insane officers and Imra. "This is but a taste of the controversies we will cause for this galaxy. On our next mission, we will feast!"
Yes, Your Highness!" the Insane officers shouted.
"Fix my damn ship," Mon ordered.
Author's Notes: This episode of Enterprise was heavily modified because it sucked and is considered one of the worst episodes in the entire season. A little of Star Trek 6 and 9 were added in as well. The Poseidon submarine design is based on the Star Wars Consular ship and the Athena destroyer is based on the Acclamator Assault Ship. The stats about men being total criminals actually comes from the American FBI stats. I think a good case can be made that all men should undergo feminization to reduce violent crime and war. Feel free to share any agreeing or counter thoughts as a review. I hope this episode was thoughtful and offensive at the same time.