"The Augments"

[ToniTaylor]

"The Augments"

Note:
See the OOC Thread
or the bottom of this post
regarding how this is and isn't
a "Star Trek: Enterprise" story​

May 2154:

If there was one thing you could always expect from Klingons it was their overconfidence. Such was to be the case with the seizure of the Earth cargo transport, Gwyneth's Star, by the Klingon Bird of Prey, Bok Trigosh.

The transport was more than a light year outside of what Starfleet officially recognized as Klingon space, skirting along the border at a comfortable, unhurried, fuel saving Warp 1.1. The Klingons, of course, didn't recognize borders established by the Humans. Hell, the Klingons didn't recognize borders established by anyone but themselves. And even then, those borders were designed to keep the ships of other species out of Klingon space, as opposed to keeping their own ships within it.

So when the warship's long range detectors identified the other ship as an unarmed and likely valuable target, its Captain didn't worry for even a fraction of a moment that Starfleet might have an issue with him seizing the vessel. The Bok Trigosh changed course and intercepted the Gwyneth's Star less than 7 minutes later. The civilian transport was ordered to cut its engines and prepare to be boarded, which it did. It's four crew were ordered to be at the airlock, waiting unarmed for detainment, which they did. And its Captain, was ordered to unlock the main cargo bay to give the Klingon access to the 32 cases of dilithium their scanners had found, which Kara Soong did.

What the Klingons didn't know but could have known -- if they hadn't been so overconfident and done more extensive scans -- was that hiding all about the ship in scan resistant containers were the other 9 members of the 13 man crew. The 8 of 14 Klingons who'd boarded the Gwyneth's Star headed in pairs in four different directions: cargo, engineering, bridge, and crews quarters. And once Kara knew all 8 were where she wanted them, she grabbed the nearest heavy piece of metal and slammed it against a bulkhead three times rapidly.

The Klingons, who generally were difficult to ambush, were all on the deck dead or dying within 30 seconds of the signal heard throughout the small ship. Another 30 seconds later, the 5 of the 6 Klingons on the Bird of Prey met the same fate. The last was only injured, though critically, so that Kara could question him about his ship, his crew, his local command, and more. She was surprised to find his English better than average. She wasn't surprised, however, that he told her virtually nothing, and what he did reveal was of no real value to her strategically.

"Any last words?" she asked the restrained Klingon as she stepped forward with a blood covered dagger. She spoke a bit of Klingon, but the only words she recognized were cunt and a growled reference to dying with honor. Kara laughed loudly and pulled to her side the female cargo ship crew member who'd originally beat him to the ground and then into submission. She laughed again and challenged, "You think you're going to Sto-vo-kor after you got your ass kicked by a girl?"

The Klingon bore his teeth, growled, and opened his mouth to speak, but Kara's blade found his neck and sliced across it with force, cutting it clear to the bone. Blood sprayed out upon her, the woman beside her, the floor, and the Klingon. Kara hardly noticed it, instead turning to the others.

"Brothers! Sisters!" she hollered as she raised the dripping blade over her head. "We have our warship! Now … let's go make war!"

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This is and at the same time is not a story from the universe of "Star Trek: Enterprise" (STE):

• We use STE terminology, technology, species, ships, etc.
• Sometimes, however, our versions of them are different than the original STE version.
• Where I remember to do so, I note these differences in the OOC. Please check it out at this link.
• The role play begins with an alternative version of STE's Season 4.
• Namely, the leader of the Augments is a woman, not a man. (There are other alt' differences. Again, see the OOC.)
• From that point out, the role play is a new beast.
• Fans of Khan Noonien Singh from the original series of "Star Trek" (TOS) will remember that he, too, was an Augment, though, I don't think the word "augment" was actually introduced until STE.
• TOS was a 1960s television series, as you know; Khan's reign on Earth was in TOS's future, the mid-1990s, which of course is our past. And unless I took a very long nap and missed out on all of my history classes in high school and college, Khan didn't rule over all of Asia during my past. So, for the purposes of our role play, Khan's reign occurred during the mid-2030s.
• Our role play centers around two peoples:
  • The Family of Augments who -- like in STE -- steal a Klingon Bird of Prey and head off on a mission.
  • A major alternative from STE's storyline is that the leader of that Family is a female.
  • Another alternative is that the Father of those Augments, Arik Soong, is on the loose from Starfleet detention.
  • In STE, he was imprisoned when we first met him. He'd escaped prior to this and been caught again; he would escape yet a second time and be caught yet a third time during an episode of STE, so really, our alt' version is just a matter of timing.
• And the characters who get caught up in the Augments' mission:
  • These include some canon characters with original or altered lives.
  • And new characters you've never heard of before.
• I am also a fan of the television series "Firefly", its story concluding movie "Serenity", and the pirate series "Black Sails". So, there will be a bit of piracy and other high jinx involved that aren't really "Star" trek in nature … or maybe might be, who know.
• Oh, and there will be sex, even though this isn't in the Sexual Role Play forum.

 

[ToniTaylor]

(OOC: For all writers and any readers, keep in mind that while "Star Trek: Enterprise" is our basis for such things as terminology, species, ships, basic science, etc., it is only the foundation upon which this story is built and not the story itself. Please, don't think you need to PM with what you think are errors regarding Star Trek. This isn't Star Trek. If you are looking for a religiously accurate continuation of the Star Trek universe, this is not your story. Thanks.)

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Starfleet Vessel Prichard Lee:

"I shouldn't have to remind you all of this," the Captain of the small research vessel said as she entered her Ready Room in a hurry, adding, "But I will. What you hear here today doesn't leave this room. Even the crew is to be kept unaware. Dissemination of information to additional crew is by my personal authority only, understood?"

She looked about herself at her Senior Officers and a few others whose recent business it was to keep an eye on the Klingon Empire. She activated the screen on the bulkhead behind her. Images flashed one after another, showing the bloodied, bloating bodies of more than a dozen Klingon warriors.

The Captain explained what was known: that the Klingons had come from a Bird of Prey; that the ship upon which they were found was a Human owned and operated cargo transport, the Gwyneth's Star, which had been under contract with Starfleet before simply disappearing 24 days earlier; that the killings had happened six days ago; and that the killers were at large.

"Individual Klingon Captains can be very secretive at times," she went on. "It's possible that Klingon High Command doesn't yet know that they are missing their people."

"We're not telling them about this?"

"Not yet," the Captain said. "Not until we find this man and his children."

The Captain tapped a button on her PADD, and the screen behind her began telling a second, even more interesting story. A man's face filled the left half of the screen while the right half ran rapidly with information about him and that which the Captain was explaining.

"This is Arik Soong," she began. She explained that he was a very brilliant scientist involved in illegal genetic engineering experiments. "Twenty years ago, Soong stole several hundred augmented embryos from a research lab on Cold Station 12. He raised them on Trialas IV, as his own children, supporting his research and the Augments' upbringing through a number of illegal and, for the most part, immoral activities. He was captured a decade ago, and had been in a detention facility in San Francisco until last year, when he escaped. He hasn't been seen since, and it is assumed that he has reunited with his children for purposes unknown."

"Augments?" someone asked.

"Enhanced human beings," the only Vulcan in the room filled in. "Stronger, faster … more intelligent that even the most intelligent normal human being if the data is to believed. They are thought to have more endurance, more lung capacity, less susceptibility to disease … a higher threshold to pain."

"You seem to be well informed, Commander," the Captain asked of the Vulcan.

"I am a student of Earth's Eugenic Wars," she responded. "These … Augments … rose to power over much of Earth in the mid-21st century. At one point, they were leaders of more than 70 nations … they controlled or savaged 80% of the Earth's population. The Wars resulted in over 100 million deaths, either directly due to combat and genocide … or indirectly due to famine, disease, or any number of war-related causes. It is the reason such experimentation in genetic engineering is now banned on Earth, as it is on Vulcan, as it is in most of the civilized galaxy."

Someone finally made the connection, asking, "Are you saying these Augments did this … this attack on the Klingons?"

The Captain said with reluctance and regret, "DNA found aboard the Gwyneth's Star verifies this. We believe that some or all of the Augment embryos Doctor Soong stole more than 20 years ago and raised into their tween years remained together during Soong's decade of incarceration and are not adult age … and the perpetrators of this act of violence."

"And they are at large," the Vulcan continued with her matter of fact tone, adding, "In a Klingon Bird of Prey."

"Yes, they are," the Captain said. "We don't know where they are … where they are going … why they felt the needed to capture a Klingon warship."

"The Klingons attacked the transport," one of the Officers corrected.

"No," the Captain correctly corrected. "Sensor data has revealed that after it was hijacked, the Gwyneth's Star cruised back and forth along the border with the Klingon Empire with the obvious intent of being attacked and boarded. The Augments set a trap for the Klingons. They wanted this warship. And now, they have it."

 

[ToniTaylor]

Kara sat with her brother Merrick in the quarters that had previously belonged to the now very dead Captain of the Bok Trigosh. She drew a deep breath, held it, then let it out slowly as a smile spread her lips with delight.

She'd just gotten work from the Bridge that they'd finally managed to get full, unimpeded control of all of the ship's systems. The Klingon encryptions meant to prevent such a hijacking of one of their warships had been complex and multilayered. But that hadn't been the real issue. The Augments were more than intelligent and intuitive enough to get past the codes. The real problem had been that the Klingon language was difficult to learn to read, understand, and then employ.

Each of Kara's people were now more than sufficiently fluent in Klingon, able to man their posts and operate all of the equipment as well as any warrior from the Empire.

And it had been just 12 days since they'd captured the vessel.

"You haven't told me your plans, Kara," Merrick reminded her. "How am I to be your First Officer, your second in command, if I don't--"

Kara cut him off with a loud, sharp laugh. "What makes you think you're my Second, Brother? Just because you now warm my bed … just because I use your cock now … to find my own pleasure?"

Using the term Brother was a bit of a misnomer to describe Merrick's relationship to Kara. The two of them didn't actually share a bloodline. None of Kara's siblings did, with her or with each other. Not that that had ever prevented Kara, the Family's alpha female since childhood, from partaken of each of the others at one time or another, males and females alike.

Each of them had something -- be it an agreeable body part or a method of serving -- that Kara appreciated. She had her favorites, of course, as did most of the others. But it was Merrick who now slept with her at night, who kept her warm, who satisfied her immediate needs -- sexual and otherwise -- and who served as her Second, even if at this moment she implied that he did not.

The issue was that while Kara was and always had been the alpha female, Merrick was far from alpha male material. That privilege -- and responsibility -- had belonged to their Brother Petra for as long as the female equivalent had belonged to Kara. By the time most of the Augments had passed through their puberty years, though, Petra had become too tyrannical and too self consumed for Kara's tastes. He'd had to go. And as alpha female, that responsibility was Kara's and Kara's alone. Luckily, she'd had the support of most of the Augments.

One night a few weeks before taking the Bird of Prey, while Kara was rocking energetically back and forth atop Petra's groin, pushing him close to his third orgasm of the night, Kara pulled a dagger from a hiding spot and sunk it deep into Petra's throat, just above his sternum. Its penetration point hadn't been random; Kara had intentionally missed the major blood vessel but sunk the blade deep enough to cut through Petra's trachea and lodge the tip into his spine.

Petra found himself entirely helpless: he couldn't move his limbs; he couldn't scream; he couldn't even close his eyes. Kara's own eyes stayed glued to his expression as she continued rocking feverishly atop him until finally, a full minute after his heart had finally stopped, she exploded in one of the greatest climaxes she'd ever experienced.

Now, Kara was fully in charge, not just of the Family but of a powerful warship, too. And Merrick was correct when he implied that she needed to share her plans, if not with him as Second then at least with those members of the Family for whom those plans had consequences. She headed for the door, tapped the intercom button, and demanded that everyone meet her on the Bridge.

"Father has escaped the Human's prison on Earth," she said without any buildup. "He is free of his bonds, and we are going to find him."

Kara surveyed the reactions, which ranged from disbelief to absolute joy. The questions flew at her from all angles. Her Siblings had known that for years Kara had been cultivating contacts across a dozen or more systems, using a large portion of their ill-gotten wealth. Now she explained how she'd learned of Arik's escape.

"That isn't all, though," she told them through the excitement. "I have also learned the location of our missing Brothers and Sisters."

They knew what that meant, of course. When their Father stole the Augment embryos that would ultimately become each of them, he'd had to leave behind hundreds more of the embryos. They'd been moved to a more secure location, and were being moved a second time when a fleet of 4 then-unidentified alien warships attacked the transport and its Starfleet escorts, with each of the latter being destroyed or disabled. The transport was boarded, and the embryos destroyed.

Or, so the story had gone. In reality, the attacking species -- Klingons! -- had taken as many of the embryos as they could safely protect before blowing the transport into dust.

"With this ship," she went on, "we can get deep into Klingon space and rescue our siblings."

There was more excitement and discussion. But then, one after another, the other Augments caught a familiar look on their leader's face. Merrick asked boldly, "What more? There's something more you want to tell us, Kara."

Kara smiled with joy and dropped the real bombshell. "The Botany Bay … it is real … it exists! And … I know where it is."

At this, all Kara saw before her was shock.

For more than a hundred years, the SS Botany Bay had been one of the most closely guarded secrets in Earth's history. It was a pre-warp era, sleeper ship on which crew and passengers -- often settlers, miners, and such -- were put into suspended animation for long voyages to distant planetary bodies.

History told that the last Augment rulers of the Eugenic Wars had been killed or had been captured, jailed, and then executed for their crimes against humanity. But there had been rumors, too, that a secret deal had been made between them and the regular humans who had been poised to defeat them. The story was that under the rule of the most powerful and most honored of them, Khan Noonien Singh, 84 of these surviving Augments fled the Sol System aboard the SS Botany Bay, heading for a very distant planet upon which they could settle, then go forth and multiply … and, most important of all, rule in which ever manner they felt suitable.

And the rumors, the ghost stories, Kara had heard them called, were all true.

The questions finally began flying all about, and Kara answered those she wished. But the one asked repeatedly in a variety of forms was simple: What next?

"We will find Father," Kara told them with a confident, strong tone. She continued after pulling her dagger and holding it in the air above her head. "Then we will find our Prince, Khan Noonien Singh … and then … after we rescue our brothers and sisters … we will return to Earth … where we will finally take our rightful place as rulers of the Human species."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Hora and RJ on the USS Prichard Lee:

Hora had stripped down to nothing. She had even taken off her underwear and stretched out on the blanket in the solar room. The artificial rays that were similar to Orion’s sun heated up her skin as she sighed in content.

She drifted off to sleep and did not hear his footsteps approaching. Only when he cleared his throat did she open her eyes to see RJ standing there regarding her with a naughty smile on his face.

He stared at her 5’6” figure spread out on the towel. Her dark chestnut colored hair flowing around her large voluptuous chest. Her prodigious breasts were stunning to humans when she had her cloth on and even more stunning with them off.

When he cleared his throat she had sat up, her big breasts swaying and bouncing to his delight. She covered her chest as best as she could with her arms. It was a hopeless task as her breasts were just too big.

"RJ, what are you doing in here?” She asked in anger.

“The more important question is what are you doing?” RJ replied smiling.

“I was just getting some sun. Orions--require sun for dermal photosynthesis.” She answered as she pulled the towel over her naked form.

“I did not know that. I thought you might be trying to attract a willing male… I’m willing” RJ replied.

Hora knew RJ was a willing male.

“I love willing males…” Hora stated “But the captain warned me, no relationships with Starfleet personnel." Hora got to her feet.

"I just learned we are on a dangerous mission." RJ said to Hora. He explained what the captain had briefed the senior officers. He told her about the Augments and Klingon Bird of Prey.

"Maybe that is why they needed a bio-engineering scientist" Hora said referring to herself. RJ smiled "This maybe the last chance for either of us has to experience sexual pleasure." He added and leaned in and kissed Hora. His lust and passion was intense. Hora loved sex and was enjoying his advances. Her right hand reached down and felt RJ's hard cock through his star fleet pants.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE" Another voice said.

"Where?" Hora asked as her hand stopped on RJ's crotch.

RJ sighed "They mean, you need to raise your hands in the air"

"Oh" Hora said as she raised her hands... and turned around. There were two star fleet security personnel aiming phasers at her and RJ.

"Hora get your clothes on you are going to the brig." One said. "RJ for disclosing secrets, we are taking you to the Captain."

"Hey... this is not my fault! She was using her Orion pheromones on me!" RJ falsely claimed.

"No i did not!" Hora said to defend herself.

"Stop talking... get dressed!" The security officer said.

10 mins later, Hora was in the brig.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Bok Trigosh
Klingon Bird of Prey, commandeered by the Augments:

Three Days Later:

A soft tone sounded from the Communications Station. Hanna looked to the Augment sitting in the Captain's chair, smiling, "They're hailing us, Captain."

Kara's slips spread in a similar knowing smile. "And...?"

"Listen for yourself, Captain," the Comm Officer said, tapping a button.

"...and have changed course to rendezvous with you," a male's voice was saying, midsentence. "Do you copy, Gwyneth's Star? This is the Earth Research Vessel USS Prichard Lee. I repeat, we have picked up your distress call and are changing course to meet you. ETA is six minutes."

Kara's lips spread even further. Their ploy had worked; the Research Vessel USS Prichard Lee had indeed read the faked power signature to appear as the failing warp drive of a typical Starfleet cargo ship.

"Continue the mayday, but … let's add a little to it, maybe some horror," Kara instructed the woman playing the part of Comm Officer. As Hanna sent a distorted message that included the sobbing of an obviously hysterical woman, Kara instructed the Augment at the Helm, "Move us behind that larger asteroid. I don't want them to see us until it's too late."

The hijacked Klingon ship had been avoiding ships and stations -- both military and civilian -- for the last 80 hours to reach the Gronton Debris Field in which they were now hiding. There had been a bit of a setback in their plans. Well, not so much a setback as an unexpected challenge.

One of Kara's contacts had told her that they Father had been seen on a moon controlled by the Orion Syndicate. When Kara asked if Arik had appeared to be safe, the contact's response before his communication suddenly ceased was, "Not hardly, and I think you better--"

The Augments had contemplated a number of ways to safely get to, onto, and then off the moon with their Father safely in their hands. And the solution to which they'd arrived was going to require the shedding of blood. Kara's response to her Family members about that was, "So long as it isn't ours..."

The Prichard Lee came out of warp a safe distance from the debris field and closed as quickly as could be done safely, calling out its arrival and asking for more precise coordinates of the supposedly disabled ship. Kara watched the vessel near on the main screen, knowing that the field's metallic makeup was preventing the Starfleet ship from seeing them in return.

"Power forward disruptors," she said softly to her sibling at Tactical.

Kara watched silently as the Augment powered up the Bird of Prey's disruptors. She wondered just how high the heart beat of the Humans on the research ship would rise when the first energy pulse slammed their craft. Kara's heart, of course, had sped up a mere handful of beats per minute. Things like this didn't cause Augments such biological changes.

"Ready to fire, Captain," the Tactical Officer announced eagerly.

"Fire!"

 

[milkmaiden38]

USS Prichard Lee

A yellow or amber alert is the second highest alert signal status on Starfleet vessels, one stage below red alert. It designated a ship-wide state of increased preparedness for possible crisis situations. In this status, a ship's defense systems were in a ready status. Captain Lorraine Rodin however had not wanted to tip off the Klingon bird of prey, so she had not raised her shields.

There had been a heated debate on what their course of action was to be. The Augments for all their intelligence had made a mistake. The sensors on the research ship were sensitive enough to detect their Bird of Prey ion trail. USS Prichard Lee knew they were walking into a trap. Captain Lorraine Rodin had decided over her Vulcan science officer’s Soti’s objection to allow her ship to be captured.

They scrubbed all the ship's data banks and made sure it could not be used by the augments. Soti had asked about Hora, who was still in the brig. Captain said "I don't trust her. Leave her there." Then the small research vessel approached the debris field. The ship was rocked by the surprise disruptors fire. She lost her wrap drive immediately.

“CAPTAIN… Disruptors!” The weapon officer yelled to her.

“SHIELD UP” She commanded. “Execute defensive maneuver delta 1.1” She ordered. The helmsman activated the maneuver in helm computer. The USS Prichard Lee began a high g maneuvers at maximum impulse engines. The structural force fields were strained as the ship maneuvered.

“It will take a few seconds for them to figure out what we are doing.” Captain Lorraine Rodin stated as she hung on tightly to her captain’s chair.

“Captain… This maneuvers will tear the ship APART!” The helmsman warned her.

“WAIT FOR IT” The Captain yelled back as USS Prichard Lee slammed into the large Klingon bird of prey. The collision knocked both ship’s shield off line. Captain Rodin nodded to her vulcan science officer. Soti pressed a button on her console. This launched a tracking device which stuck to the Klingon bird of prey hull.

It took only seconds, before the Augments humans beamed aboard the USS Prichard Lee's bridge. The Augments all had weapons and were led by a woman. The research vessel had few weapons, so the captain put her hands in the air and gave up.

“We surrender” Captain Rodin stated. “If you allow me to make a ship wide announcement. Everyone will give up.” She told the leader of the Augments.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Bok Trigosh

"Direct hit to the engineroom! the Helm called over his shoulder. "Their warp core energy is fluctuating."

Kara knew that meant the ship couldn't simply turn and go to warp to flee.

"The enemy vessel has raised its shields," the Operations Officer reported.

He referred to the research vessel as an enemy vessel despite it being an unarmed craft of peaceful exploration and discovery. Kara was of the same frame of mind; to her, there were only two kinds of people, Augments and the enemy.

"Disable their impulse engines," Kara ordered.

The ship was attempting a quick, twisting maneuver. Kara's first instinct was that the vessel's Captain was moving toward the opposite side of the big asteroid to put it between herself and the Bird of Prey. Hard to shoot you, Kara thought[/I], if you're hiding behind a big rock.[/I]

"Thrusters!" she called, clarifying, "Keep them in our sights! Don't let them get behind--"

But Kara's order ceased when the Prichard Lee suddenly altered course … coming directly for the Bok Trigosh. She hadn't expected this, obviously. If she'd known that Starfleet had found Augment DNA on the Gwyneth's Star and concluded that Kara and her Family were out and about stealing warships and killing Klingons, it might have occurred to her that the research ship's captain might want to do something more than simply run away.

"Sound Collision!" she hollered, already knowing there was nothing they could do to prevent the coming together of the two craft. There was a possibility that propulsion for the Bok Trigosh could be damaged and the Bird of Prey could end up adrift or on nothing more than Impulse Engines or even worse, Maneuvering Thrusters. If that happened, Kara didn't want the research vessel escaping. She ordered, "Disrupters! Strike their impulse engines!"

The forward disruptors fired again, then once more before the other ship was out of their field of fire. Suddenly, the entire vessel lurched to starboard, sending Augments out of their station seats and all across the deck. Kara remained in her seat but only because she'd known exactly what was coming. She heard multiple alarms from seemingly all 4 bridge stations.

She rose to move to tactical, the Augment who'd been there having been knocked unconscious when he was thrown and slammed his head. "Report!"

"Shields are down!"

Kara looked up to see that the Bird of Prey was slowly spinning to port while also rolling the same way. The Prichard Lee disappeared out of view low to starboard. Kara surveyed Tactical; the weapons were still online, but the targeting controls weren't. And the aft tactical view was malfunctioning as well.

She found the controls for the aft disrupter -- the Bird of Prey only had one -- and armed it. Then … she looked to the forward view screen … recalled exactly where the research vessel had disappeared from view … closed her eyes … pictured the spin, pitch, roll, and speed of each of the vessels … and waited...

The Augment at the Conn called out looking for orders, "Captain, maneuvering thrusters are still available. Shall I--"

"Do nothing!" Kara hollered as loudly as she could. "Wait...! Do … nothing![/I]"

Kara could see what was happening aft of the Bok Trigosh. In fact, with her eyes still closed, she couldn't see what was happening inside the ship either. But she kept them closed, picturing the scene outside the ship...

And then fired the aft disruptor.

"Now! Regain attitude!" she ordered, eyes open again. "Bring us up to the enemy ship for boarding."

Kara glanced about the bridge for a visual survey of the damage. There were a dozen or so tactical screens out of commission, and one small fire was being put out. But she would find out over the next few minutes that the collision had only done some minor damage to the hull and decompressed one compartment.

Merrick moved up close with a concerned look. "How do we know that the ship is disabled? We can't board her unless--"

In a flash, Kara back handed her lover and wannabe-Second across the face hard enough to unsteady him. When he looked back to her with a shocked expression, Kara growled, "You question my abilities?"

Merrick wasn't sure how to react, so he didn't. A moment later, the research ship began filling the main viewer again. Lara smiled wide, gave Merrick a scrutinizing glare, then turned her attention back to the enemy. The aft disrupter shots had hit exactly where Kara had wanted; the impulse engines were down and one of the warp nacelles had internal explosion damage from where a disrupter shot had struck a power junction.

The Prichard Lee wasn't going anywhere fast.

"Boarding party ready!" Kara hollered after depressing the intercom button so that all of her siblings would hear her. "Engine room, energize!"

All 13 Augments pulled their sidearms, took a ready stance and waited to appear inside the other ship. But -- just as the transporter was doing its thing -- Kara gave Merrick a devilish smirk and said, "Make yourself useful, Brother, by finding a broom and dust pan."

She faded away from the bridge. Merrick didn't. He couldn't know, but Kara had told the Sister in the Transporter Room not to send Merrick. Someone had to remain behind to watch the ship. Might as well be the man Kara ended up replacing as Second as soon as she found someone worth the post.

“We surrender,” the Captain of the ship said as Kara was completing her reconversion. “If you allow me to make a ship wide announcement. Everyone will give up.”

The alpha female didn't trust the woman and feared the surrender announcement was to only be a warning to crew who might not have realized they were being boarded. Kara surged forward at the Captain, reared a hand back, and struck her across the face with the butt of a disruptor. The woman went down, stunned but not unconscious.

"Take them!" she ordered the Augments on the bridge.

All about the ship, Augments were either rounding up crew or putting them down with stun-set weapons. Kara had a mission to complete. She grasped a female Bridge Officer by a handful of hair, bent her head back causing a scream of intense pain, then demanded, "Tell me where the Orion is."

The Officer looked confused. Kara leveled her disruptor at another crew member and fired, putting the man down on the ground. She growled into the female officer's ear, "The next time I fire, it won't be on stun."

"She's in the brig!" the woman said with a desperate tone. "She's locked in the brig."

Kara urged the woman forward, demanding, "Take me there! Take me to the brig."

Crying in pain every time Kara manhandled her hair, threatening to pull it right out of her pretty head, the Officer spoke out the next turn or passage or stairway. Soon enough, the pair -- followed by another pair, both Augments this time -- burst into the brig. It wasn't much of a cell, as this was just a research vessel. But it was secure.

Kara pushed the crying officer away, walked over to the windows to look upon Orion, then smiled. She said with a knowing tone and expression, "We've been looking for you … Hora."

 

[ToniTaylor]

spoiler, read the post first

mistake, sorry. I thought I was sending a PM, not posting a reply.

 

[DeadManTyping]

(OOC: Thank you for letting me write Merrick.)


Bok Trigosh

For the most part, all Merrick could do as the battle unfolded was watch and observe. He'd asked Kara for permission to man the weapons at Tactical but had been denied. Then he'd asked to lead the boarding party and had been denied. Then he'd asked to at the least join the boarding party. Again, denied. She'd told him he would stay beside her through the fight, and while Merrick would have liked to believe her decision had been about his being near Kara to protect her, Merrick knew that the Family's Alpha Female, it's leader in the absence of an Alpha Male, was only holding him back and, quite possibly, even keeping an eye on him to ensure he did nothing to hamper the mission.

Merrick wasn't an idiot. He was no weakling. He was a super-human like the rest of the Augments. Stronger, faster, smarter, sturdier. That wasn't the problem. The problem was that he wasn't as super as his siblings. He was the runt of the litter. Thankfully, Kara had always had a fondness for him, which was probably the only reason he hadn't found a dagger in his side as he and Kara were fucking, just as Petra had weeks earlier.

Kara kept Merrick close because she knew she thought she could control him without question. He knew that because she'd literally told it to him to his face. THAT'S going to change, sister! he thought after he watched his sister dematerialize on her way to take the Prichard Lee. Then, a moment later, as he listened to the unfolding battle on the intercoms being fed by the Klingon communicators his siblings carried, Merrick regretfully murmured to himself, "No it's not. You coward."

Merrick's problem was simple. He was Kara's current mate, the Augment with whom she slept at night and with whom had sex more often than any of the other siblings. But he wasn't going to be her Alpha. Merrick knew that. He wasn't going to be her Second in Command aboard the Bok Trigosh or aboard any other vessel they captured. He would never be Kara's First Officer as the Humans called them aboard their own warships.

Merrick wasn't her pet brother. And although he knew he would have ample opportunities to put a dagger deep inside his sister's beautiful chest, he knew he would quickly die afterward. The other Augments would never follow him. He wouldn't have their support. So he listened to the battle unfold, and he cursed his Alpha for her tolerance of him, and he fantasized about one day being the Soong calling the shots.

"We've been looking for you … Hora," Merrick heard over the intercom as his Alpha found the reason for their attack upon the Prichard Lee. A moment later, after what may or may not have been a scuffle, he heard Kara's command, "Two to transport, Merrick, on my device!"

Merrick had previously relocated to the Bok Trigosh's transport compartment and now he energized it to collect his sister. But the form that began rematerializing on the platform was anything but Kara. It wasn't even an Augment. The only thing it had in common with Merrick's sister was that it was female. And fuck! What a female she was.

Only hours before this moment, Kara had finally explained the reason behind the Klingon Bird of Prey's stationary position here in the Gronton Debris Field. They were going to attack a Starfleet vessel. That alone wasn't worth the three days they'd spent avoiding battle to get here. Avoiding battle! Merrick and the others had questioned many times, only to have their Alpha tell them to trust her. They had, of course.

Then Kara told them of what her contacts had informed her: Father was on a moon controlled by the Orion Syndicate and, as were most of their possessions, used as a slave market, amongst other roles; the Augments would most easily get onto the moon if they had something -- or someone -- to sell at auction; and the USS Prichard Lee, a Starfleet ship performing research in this sub-sector, was an unarmed vessel full of intelligent science types who would fetch a great price on the auction block.

But that wasn't even the best part. One of the crew aboard the Prichard Lee was an Orion female. And men loved Orion females. Even if the Orion Syndicate didn't let the Bok Trigosh into their space with a dozen or more Human captives, they would never pass up on the profitable possibility of auctioning one of their own females.

Now, as the two Augments grasped and led the green skinned beauty off the pad and past him, Merrick found his cock growing to full stiffness. He didn't know anything about Orion females except that they were sold across the Quadrant as sex slaves and that no man had ever not been delighted with his purchase of one or more.

Merrick couldn't know that the Orion female slaves were actually the masters of their species, their planet, and nearly everything and everywhere they could be found. They emitted a pheromone that drove males crazy with lust, allowing the Orion females to control them fully or to a great extent. They had an effect on females as well, though in a much different way. Females, particularly those who might feel jealousy due to a relationship with the males being targeted, often suffered headaches and other physical ailments that could prevent them from operating at their fullest.

Just as the Augments -- and other non-Orions -- didn't know about the green skinned goddesses abilities, Hora couldn't know that the Augments were nearly as susceptible to their charms as a normal human. The children of Arik Soong might yearn for the feel of such a beautiful body pressed against them in the throes of passion, but they wouldn't feel the effects of the pheromones and, thus, give over control of themselves.

At least … most of them wouldn't.

Merrick was the weakest of the Augments, mentally. Oh, he was stronger than the average human. But, it was unlikely that he could stand up to the powers of an Orion female like Hora, particularly if she asked him to do things he already wanted to do … such as kill his sister, Kara.

 

[ToniTaylor]

USS Prichard Lee

Seeing the Orion female in the brig had caused Kara's lips to widen in a toothy smile. Somehow, it didn't surprise her to find Hora down here. Kara's contact hadn't told her whether the Orion named Hora was a member of Starfleet or a civilian scientist on loan to Starfleet. It wasn't until she saw the females clothes now that she knew one way of the other.

After Hora dematerialized along with the two Augments restraining her -- both females, of course -- Kara returned to the mission's secondary purpose: gathering slaves. She returned to the bridge where she found Captain Lorraine Rodin and others being restrained with mag-cuffs. One of the captives was the ship's Science Officer, Soti.

"Vulcan ... typical," Kara taunted as she approached the rather attractive female. "These humans … when they need someone with half a brain to figure things out for them … they always turn to a Vulcan."

Soti began to open her mouth to speak, but -- as she had with Captain Rodin minutes earlier -- Kara back handed the Vulcan across the face to shut her up, only this time she did it without the disruptor in her hand. Soti's head turned with the force, but it hadn't been enough of a strike to knock her down as it had the Human Captain. Kara moved up closer, looking Soti up and down with an ogle that would become familiar to the science officer soon enough on the Orion moon.

"You will fetch a good price in the slave market, Vulcan," Kara told her in a threatening tone. She added before having Soti transported away to the Bird of Prey, "Someone might buy you for that superior mind of yours. But if The Fates smile down upon me today … you'll be purchased by some fat cocked creature who will have no use for that portion of your body … and a lot of use for the rest of it."

Kara, like a great many humans, had been angered for years about the way the Vulcans had baby stepped the Earth toward a future in interstellar involvement. If Humans hadn't been held back, there was a good chance that the Augments -- all of the thousands of them who had and hadn't yet been born -- might have already come to rule over this entire Sector Block and possibly even the entire Quadrant.

Oh, what Father and our Family couldn't have done with a fleet of Warp 5 Ships and photon torpedoes, she thought to herself as she watched the research vessel's crew being shackled for transport.

"Captain," Merrick's voice called out over Kara's communicator.

After she acknowledged her brother's voice, Merrick reported that the Bird of Prey's transporter needed a break before the rest of the crew of Prichard Lee's and the remaining Augments could be safely returned to the Bok Trigosh.

"That's fine," she responded. "We're going to take a look around. Contact me when you are ready to take all of us and some freight as well."

Merrick acknowledged the order, and Kara turned to one of the Augments who'd been working feverishly at the Operations Station, trying to get into the ship's computers. She commanded, "Report!"

"I'm in, Captain, but..."

After an impatient moment, Kara chastised, "Tell me!"

The sibling turned with a tragic expression. "There's nothing here, Captain. The memory banks … they've been wiped."

Kara's heart beat until now had risen a mere 5% above her sitting rate, but now it jumped another 10% or more as the fury welled within her. She had been counting on the information held within the research vessel's data banks. She turned and flung her arm, contacting the Vulcan's face yet again but this time with far more force. Soti's head twisted to the furthest extent it could without causing catastrophic damage before she fell to the deck, unconscious.

Kara then turned back to the Captain. "I am taking your crew to the slave markets of the Orion Syndicate, where your men will be sold to mining consortiums … where they will work non stop … day in, day out … in pitch black mines in which microscopic Ore Mites float about in the air … unknowingly inhaled … to find their way through the blood stream to the brains of their hosts … where they keep that host awake, conscious, unable to sleep, to think coherently … to do anything but what their masters demand of them … until finally, after four or five months of unending and growing disorientation, those hosts … your men … will simply fall to the ground … their brains eaten from the inside out."

She moved closer still to Rodin, continuing regarding the males, "Or maybe they'll be purchased for the Gladiator Pits of Delanos Prime … where you would believe that death would come quicker with a blade across the throat … or a spear into the chest … but where, in reality, the weapons are energy based, not edged and sharp--"

Kara whipped out her own dagger, flashed it before Rodin's gaze, then turned ans slashed it through the air. One of the Prichard Lee's bridge officers screamed out in agony as his ear fell to the deck near the Captain's feet.

Kara turned back to Rodin without missing a beat, continuing, "Weapons that don't kill … at least not immediately. They instead cause short term, but disabling pain ... enough to leave their victims screaming out in agony … as the weapon strikes … and for hours afterward. Imagine...! Twice or thrice daily bouts with multiple foes … thousands of volts surging through the body … through the limbs and flesh … into the vital organs … eventually though not too quickly causing them to liquify and fail … until finally even standing is impossible … until there is no use for the combatant other than to be fed to the dogs … still living combatants … fed to the dogs."

Kara could see that her graphic description of the fate of her male crew members was affecting Rodin. But maybe more would turn the page. Kara turned to approach the third female bridge member, her wrists in Klingon cuffs while an Augment clutched her tightly at an elbow.

"And then… there are the females," she said with a horrifically suggestive tone, "who will be sold into sexual servitude."

The Starfleet officer jerked her arm away from Kara's toying touch and flashed the traitor to the Human race a hard look. But she cried out in surprise and pain as Kara's hand flashed upward to grasp her neck so tightly that a piece of cartilage in her trachea cracked. Tears filled the woman's eyes as Kara continued, "Sold to creatures you likely can't imagine … with appendages … that were never meant for insertion into the female body but will … where they will find joy and pleasure … without regard to what they might be doing to all of that tender, sensitive flesh."

As she'd been talking, Kara had pressed the flat side of the sharp, Klingon blade against the crew member's belly and then let it slide down her form until it was found the upper reaches of one thigh, then the other, then the junction between them. The Prichard Lee's officer was obviously conflicted about fighting the assault and simply letting it happen.

"Of course, there is a way you can prevent some of this horror, Captain," Kara said, leaving the trembling officer's side and moving back toward Rodin. Stopping just before the ship's commander, Kara demanded, "Tell me how to restore the data banks."

There was no way to do that, of course. The Captain had seen to that. After being reassured this was impossible -- and after smacking Rodin again, then a second time -- Kara contemplated what the ship had to offer. She suggested, "Give me something I can use, Captain! Please, Captain … save at least a few of your people from the horrors that I am more than capable … and more than willing … to produce."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Captain Rodin plays the “Hora” Gambit Defense

USS Prichard Lee carried several laboratories, advanced sensors, and advanced deflector shields to protect the ship from cosmic events (i.e. collapsing black hole). The ship was used for scientific research missions, such as observing the collapse of a star, mapping newly discovered planets and nebulae, or simply being an isolated location for hazardous experiments. The science vessel was not designed for long term missions and needed to return to a star base after a few months.

Captain Lorraine Rodin was thinking of all these unique capabilities when Kara asked her question.

“We thought you were Klingons. I did not want our research to fall into their hands. Its standard protocol to delete the memory banks.” Captain Lorraine Rodin said stalling for time. Kara eyes narrowed as she was getting angrier.

Lorraine played 3D chess… and an idea struck her. In chess there were openings called gambits. King’s Gambit being the more famous. A gambit is where a player risks one or more pawns or a minor piece to gain an advantage in position. Lorraine was going to risk Hora, to gain an advantage.

“We have an advanced astrometric lab, bio-analysis lab, even an advanced gravity wave observatory. We also have the scientists to run them. Is that useful to you?” Captain Rodin suggested. Kara moved her knife closer to the Captain’s throat.

“Ok, Ok… Truthfully, you have one of our more important assets. Hora. She is brilliant. She has many abilities and talents. But she will not tell you anything or help you, if you kill this crew. Selling us into slavery, will piss her off, but she will understand. But destroying assets which have value, she will not understand. She will be convinced you will use her and then kill her.” Captain Rodin suggested.

Hora

Hora was still in her simple black sun dress she had worn to the solar room, when the violent woman entered. That was probably a good thing Hora later decided. She was not in star fleet and she was in the brig. Enemy of an Enemy is a friend. She was a had no idea who this human female was that entered the brig. But she did not like her. She was a real mean bitch. Then the woman said something very surprising.

"We've been looking for you … Hora"

Hora kept her face still, although inside she was surprised. Why was she looking for her, did she know about Hora’s earlier life? Hora decided to do nothing was the best course of action. Two females grabbed her and she was beamed over to another ship. It looked and felt Klingon. But more humans were manning it. Then her eyes fell on the transport operator, and guy named Merrick. She recognized his lustful looks.

Hora responded as any female would. A naughty smile played across her soft lips as walked off the transporter pad. Her head up, her shoulders back, leading with her beautiful chest. Her hips swiveled from side-to-side, as each of her long smooth legs stepped in front of the other. Her walk displayed her amazing figure and was designed to get and keep a man's attention. The combo of a symmetrical body alignment and rhythmic movements sent subliminal message to Merrick that Hora was one hot sexy confident woman.

“Hi” Hora said her voice dripping with lust. She did not use her Orion female pheromones. She considered them like a “date” rape drug. However, using her female charms was always ok.

Merrick held up his hand, stopping the females from taking her away. He just looked at her, as if stunned. Hora licked her lips seductively. A hint at some of her oral pleasure skills. Then Merrick waved the guards forward.

“I hope I see you again” Hora added over her shoulder as she was taken to the Klingon brig.

 

[DeadManTyping]

(OOC: Not David Marcus!)

David Reed was in the Prichard Lee's guests quarters when the first disruptor blasts struck main engineering. He was literally knocked out of his bed, as was the pretty young ensign whose pussy he'd been balls deep in when the explosion took out warp drive.

"Get dressed!" David ordered the panicking 22 year old as he was doing the same. He explained even as she was asking, "We're being attacked … by a Klingon Bird of Prey. We just took a direct hit to the main engines from a disruptor cannon."

As she was scrambling back into her clothes, she spat out questions one after another, her scientist mind wanting answers even as her scientist body -- and oh what a fucking body -- was in threat of being tossed out in the void of space. She asked, "How do you know all of this? You study the effects of microscopic dust particles on warp deflectors."

David gave her a bit of a wry smile, then corrected her regarding his actual job, "I'm an undercover operative with Starfleet Intelligence … I've been fired upon by a Klingon Bird of Prey before … and I know what a disruptor feels and sound like when it rips through the bulkheads and main housing of a warp engine. Now … finish dressing!"

He opened a secret compartment in one of his travel cases and pulled out the latest phase pistol, which caused his lover's eyes to open and her mind and mouth combo to again begin asking questions.

"For crying out loud, do you ever stop asking questions?" he chastised.

She pulled her shirt down over those delicious tits, her bra still on the floor. Her huge nipples shone through like buttons that needed to be pressed as she then chastised David, "You didn't mind my inquiries when I was sucking your cock, asking How's this feel? and [/I]Do you wanna cum in my--[/I]"

Weapons fire in the passageway ceased the description of that earlier moment in the evening. David pulled the Ensign aside, waited for the sound of footsteps to rush past and away, then told his lover, "Stay back while I check the passage."

He pressed the activation button for the door, it slid open, and--

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The next thing David knew he was rising from the cold deck, the front of his head aching and his vision seriously blurred. Someone told him to relax and be careful, that he'd taken quite a blow to the forehead, and that he likely had a concussion.

"What happened?" he managed, the words seeming to echo repeatedly inside his throbbing skull. "Where am I?"

"You're in the brig of a Klingon warship," the voice he didn't quite recognize told him. "Only..."

"Only what?"

"Only … we weren't captured by Klingons," the person continued. It was obvious that the person speaking to him wasn't privy to what he, Rodin, Soti, and a handful of others knew. "They're humans! What the hell are humans doing attacking a Starfleet vessel with a Klingon Bird of Prey?"

David's eyes had cleared by now, and he was able to see the jailors outside the energy-enhanced steel bars of the cage. He looked directly at one of the women who matched his own gaze and murmured, "Augments."

 

[DeadManTyping]

Bok Trigosh
Transport Pad

Merrick didn't realize how wide his eyes were or that his mouth was open until the Orion female said, “Hi”

He just stared at her delicious curves as she erotically sidled his way, despite the fact that two of Merrick's sisters were restraining her at the elbows and lower arms.

He finally broke her spell and waved her off.

“I hope I see you again,” she said as the Augments led her away. Merrick stepped out to watch Hora's departure. And all he could think of pulling that short little dress up past the Orion's hips, bending her over the transport console, and pounding his already hardened cock deep into her repeatedly until he'd cum so many times that he simply couldn't stand there any longer.

And this was all WITHOUT the Orion 'raping' him with her pheromones.

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It took more than six hours to transport the stolen cargo and the rest of the Humans. There was a question about whether or not Kara was going to take the entire crew of the Prichard Lee, but that wasn't Merrick's concern. He just had to perform the transports, let the transporter rest, and then start again.

Once they were done with their prey, Merrick found Kara and asked for a moment alone. Behind closed doors, he told her with obvious anger, "What you did to me on the bridge was demeaning!"

He'd taken an aggressive stance, as if ready to return the slap she'd given him in front of the others. And although it hadn't been consciously done, Merrick's hand was resting on the butt of the Klingon dagger he'd taken off one of the warrior's whose neck he'd snapped in an instant.

 

[ToniTaylor]

USS Prichard Lee
Bridge
Kara and Captain Lorraine Rodin

“We thought you were Klingons. I did not want our research to fall into their hands. Its standard protocol to delete the memory banks.”

Kara didn't believe the Captain, of course. What she and her crew had done could not have been easily done while under the barrage of the Bird of Prey's disruptors, and they would have had no reason to do so before hand unless...

Unless... Kara thought as she stared into Rodin's eyes. Perhaps they know about us? Perhaps they WEREN'T expecting Klingons? That didn't make sense, though. The captain wouldn't have risked her ship and crew but would have simply fled. Of course, Kara didn't know that Rodin had thought it more important to tag the Bok Trigosh; Kara didn't know that a subspace tracker was on the hull, sending to Starfleet the Augments' location at this very moment in time. Once Starfleet connected the tracker signal to the assault on the Prichard Lee, and the Prichard Lee to the Augments, Kara would have Human warships chasing her deep into Klingon space, regardless of the danger.

"I don't need any of that!" Kara growled almost Klingon-like after Rodin's offers.

She liked the advanced gravity wave observatory concept, but with the data erased, it was just a lot of heavy equipment for which Kara had no instructions. But then the Captain spoke about the Orion, verifying that Kara's contacts had been spot on.

She ceased the transports of crew members, human and otherwise, and had them split up and secured in various locations. Kara turned to stripping the ship instead of anything that might be of value. She wasn't above pillaging, obviously. If she had no problem stealing a ship, why would she have a problem stealing stuff inside a ship.

When Merrick reported that the time between cycling the transporter was getting exponentially longer, Kara finally ordered the Augments back to the Bok Trigosh. She went to Rodin, who had been isolated in the ship's galley. She wore an ancient form of Klingon shackles which took a key to open. Kara set the key on the floor, well out of the Captain's reach.

Then, with a final smile, Kara simply turned and departed.

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Twenty minutes after the Bok Trigosh headed away on impulse, then warp engines, there was a small explosion in the engine room, followed by a second one seconds later in an auxiliary equipment room. The artificial gravity gave out, and the items in the galley -- including the key to the restraints -- began floating about, bumping on this piece of furniture, then that.

Kara had intended this, of course, and she knew that eventually -- in such a small galley as that on the research ship -- the key would float close enough to Captain Lorraine Rodin for her to snatch it out of the air and use it to free herself. It could take two minutes, two hours, two days, or two months. Hell, rescue might come before that in the form of another ship.

The point was, of course, for Rodin to survive. The Captain had given Kara what she wanted, and Kara was an honorable person. Once the Captain was free, she would learn that the Augments had left half of her crew behind, alive and well though in some cases beat up a bit.

Lorraine wouldn't find the Vulcan, though. Kara had a use for a Vulcan science officer.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Klingon Bird of Prey, Bok Trigosh
Commandeered by the Augments
Brig:

Kara entered to survey the future slaves, then commanded her brother to send four of the research vessel's crew back. When he questioned her, she told him, "I made a deal with the Captain. I always keep my word. Send them back, but hurry."

She knew that the explosives on the Prichard Lee's arti-grav units were about to explode, and to be honest she wasn't entirely certain the devices would cause critical damage to the ship.

A man inside what was more a cage than a brig asked someone near him, "What happened? Where am I?"

She moved closer as one of the man's shipmates explained their situation. She looked him over for a long moment, finding him very attractive … for a human. Then, as she'd reached the open bars and crouched to study hi, the man murmured, "Augments."

Kara smiled. "So, Starfleet is aware of us. Good! It's better that way."

She quizzed him on who he was and what his position on the ship had been. She didn't know whether or not he would talk, would tell the truth, or simply remain quiet.

Either way, she stood and left suddenly, needing to placate her brother Merrick with another one to one meeting. In her quarters, he told her with obvious anger, "What you did to me on the bridge was demeaning!"

Merrick may have been unconscious or conscious about how his hand was on his blade, but Merrick was very aware of it indeed. She stepped up close to him, just inches from their noses, hesitated, leaned in to give him a wet, erotic kiss, then pulled an inch or so back to ask, "Are you planning on using that blade on me?"

Before he could answer, Merrick likely felt the very sharp tip of Kara's own big blade touching the front of his trousers directly against the meat of his cock.

 

[DeadManTyping]

Klingon Bird of Prey, Bok Trigosh
Commandeered by the Augments
Brig

Minutes earlier:

The Augment female smiled and said, "So, Starfleet is aware of us. Good! It's better that way."

David didn't understand that attitude. She had to know that Starfleet would soon learn the location of the Bok Trigosh and send a fleet of warp-capable war ships to hunt it down. Of course, the Bird of Prey could easily outrun any ship Starfleet had at this time. There was only one ship capable of even Warp 5, the Enterprise. And although it was in the Sector, David wasn't aware of that.

The Enterprise's sister ship, Columbia, was nearly ready to leave space dock for its shakedown mission, which David thought might be changed to be a search for the Augments instead. Again, David didn't have enough information and any hope of the Columbia coming to the rescue would be a bad bet as well.

So, it was Enterprise or nothing.

The Augment began quizzing David. He told her his name and his cover story about studying dust and its affect on deflectors. He wasn't sure whether or not she bought the tale. And then she was just gone. David shifted his position a bit and was taken aback by a green form sitting on the only stool in the otherwise furniture free cell next to his. A second look proved it to be a beautiful, wonderfully shaped female. He shifted a bit more to look her in the eyes … beautiful, mesmerizing eyes … before letting his gaze shift down to her shapely body.

"Orion," he said more than asked. He'd heard of them, of course. He'd heard incredible stories of what they could do to, with, and for a man's body. He didn't know about their pheromones anymore than his jailors did. He smiled and began to reach his hand through the little gap in the bars, only to get zapped by the charge running through them. He laughed, then said, "My name is David."

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Merrick though his sister was about to make up with him as she pressed her mouth to his in a wet, warm, erotic kiss. Then she pulled back and asked him about the knife on his waist. To be honest, putting his hand on the hilt had become a bit of a habit ever since Kara had killed Petra while fucking him. He hadn't really even realized he was doing it.

Before he could answer, he felt pressure at his cock. He looked downward to find the shiny metal of the Klingon blade against his groin, the tip ready to easily penetrate his trousers and sink into his manhood. Merrick cautiously raised his hands in a mix of stop and surrender, then said to Kara in a genuinely honest tone, "My life is yours to continue … or to end … as you please, sister."

 

[ToniTaylor]

Klingon Bird of Prey, Bok Trigosh
Commandeered by the Augments

"My life is yours to continue … or to end … as you please, sister."

Kara pressed the blade a bit more forward. It was razor sharp, and it penetrated the cloth of Merrick's trousers just enough to touch its tip to his cock. He reacted the way Kara had thought he would. She eased the knife back, then slipped it upwards under his shirt until the tip came into contact with her brother's neck, just where it curved to become his chin. Again, he reacted as she would have expected.

"It pleases me to..."

Kara let the declaration fade for a moment. With a quick flick of the blade side to side, she cut her brother under his chin, just enough to draw a slight but steady drip for several minutes to come.

"...continue your life, Brother," she said, finishing, "For now."

She pulled the blade toward her a bit, then pulled it down. In a neat, clean movement Kara cut Merrick's shirt open. She demanded, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard … fuck me deep … fuck me long. And if you can outlast me, brother … I will contemplate making you my Second in Command … my First Officer … my Alpha!""

 

[ToniTaylor]

mistake again, sorry. I keep trying to send PMs but I'm always in the wrong window, crap.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Hora makes a mistake

Hora watched as some of the crew of the USS Prichard Lee were brought into the brig. They were not placed in her cell. They were place in smaller cages. The man near her, she did not recognize. The research ship was small, and Hora had kept to herself. So she was not too surprised that she did not know him. He introduced himself as “Dave”.

“Hi Dave, my name is Hora.” She replied back. “I think we are going to be in here for a while. I’m sorry that you are all suffering because of me.” Hora apologized. Dave gave her an odd look.

“The leader of the Augments, Kara, she said to me “We've been looking for you … Hora.” Not sure why they were looking for me, that was not explained. But I’m an expert on differential gene splicing and bio-engineering. I have studied the technical approach used by your earlier genetically enhanced humans. Maybe that is why they need me?” Hora suggested.

“Hora… its RJ, thank god you are safe” A voice said from another part of the brig Hora could not see.

“Fuck Off RJ… you turned on me.” Hora said in disgust

“Hora, you are right, I deserve that. But we are in deep shit here.” RJ told Hora. “Tell them you’ll do what they want, if they free the rest of us.” RJ suggested

“I might be a civilian scientist, but Orions have a code of conduct we follow when kidnapped, become a prisoner or a hostage. We resist, we make every effort to escape and aid others to escape, we will not accept special favors, and we give no information or take part in any action which might be harmful to our comrades.” Hora explained.

“Noble of you. But consider doing what they ask as a means to aid others to escape! Namely the rest of us.” RJ suggested.

“I’ll think about it.” Hora replied, unsure about RJ or his course of action.

“What do you think?” Hora asked Dave in a whisper so only he could hear it.

 

[DeadManTyping]

Bok Trigosh Brig:

Hora's confusion about why she'd been targeted made no more sense to David than it did to her ... until she told him, "I'm an expert on differential gene splicing and bio-engineering.

"The Augments," he murmured to himself again, as he had when he'd first met Kara Soong.

"I have studied the technical approach used by your earlier genetically enhanced humans."

At the word your David wanted to object with Not mine! but remained silent. The scientists and doctors of the late 20th and earlier 21st century who'd created the first Augmented humans had done so outside the bounds of the law. Some had been military-supported, working to create the ultimate soldier; others had very seriously believed they were helping the Human race survive by creating a better human being, one that could withstand the horrors that their race was facing by being better physical and mental beings.

In the end, the creators had been overwhelmed by the created. The super-men they'd created had gone on to nearly conquer the planet. The Eugenic Wars and the Third World War -- which some saw as just two parts of the same conflict -- had killed more than 100 million people before the Augments were cast from power.

David would have found it ironic what he did and didn't know about the Augments. As a member of Starfleet Intelligence, he had been fully briefed about the Augments via an encrypted communication sent to the Prichard Lee just hours after the attack on the Gwyneth's Star had been discovered. He'd been told all about those enhanced humans, who were now aboard this ship; about the man who had created them, Arik Soong; and about the missing Augments embryos, for which both these people and Arik were searching.

But what he didn't know even Starfleet Intelligence didn't know, or at least, his immediate handlers didn't. They and he both knew nothing about Khan Noonien Singh, the Augment who had once been dictator over most of Asia and the Middle East; knew nothing about the other 84 Augments who'd survived the of the Eugenic Wars and who had pleasured their undying loyalty to Khan; knew nothing of the SS Botany Bay, which had carried Khan and his own Family away from Earth sometime in the 2030s; and knew nothing about Kara's vision for the Galaxy once she'd found both her father and their long lost Prince who, for the past 120 years, had been traveling toward a distant sun with a planet on which they might build a new global empire.

"Maybe that is why they need me?”

"So, you're aware of who and what we're dealing with, then … these Augments," he said. It was more of a statement than a question. When Hora told him yes, David took a moment to consider the situation, then continued, "It's possible that there's something wrong with them … maybe something's going haywire in their altered genes."

David didn't mention the missing embryos to Hora. She'd been briefed and knew what she knew, and David had been briefed and he knew what he knew, but there was no way for David to know exactly what Hora knew or how high her Security Clearance was. After all, the was an Orion, not a Human. He was actually surprised she she'd been briefed at all.

All the same, though, he was glad she had. It was good to have a fellow spy. Particularly one who looked like that! David had been a fan of the fictional British Secret Service agent, James Bond, 007, whose movies and books were still being produced today, although with obviously more aliens in them than they had in the late 20th century. Bond Girls had been a regular feature of each movie and book in those early decades, and as David looked over Hora's green form, he imagined her standing on the cliff-side balcony of a hotel room on Risa asking him in a British accent Do you still take it shaken, not stirred, Mister Bond?

David shifted his position a bit when he realized that, like Merrick and all of the other males before him, he was developing a rather eager erection. And just as with Merrick and all of the other males before him, this was without Hora using her pheromones superpower.

Suddenly a male voice called out from one of the other cages, “Hora… its RJ, thank god you are safe.”

David couldn't help but laugh after the green beauty responded, “Fuck Off RJ… you turned on me.”

He sat there and listened to the exchange between the two. It was obvious that they had been lovers, or that this man RJ had wanted them to be lovers. The argument hadn't exactly made that point clear.

But the point that was made clear by RJ was that he wanted Hora to submit to their captors' wishes, for his sake, mostly. Hora turned and looked to David, asking, “What do you think?”

David had already been contemplating Hora's question and had a quick response. In barely a whisper, he told her, "Do as they say … to an extent. These people … these Augments … they present a grave danger to Starfleet, to Earth, to the Human race, to the Orion race even. We have to know what they are doing, where they are going."

He looked around for Augments, didn't see any paying him or Hora too much attention, and continued, "In fact … if you were to tell them that I was working with you … the two of us might be able to figure this all out … and save the crew of the Prichard Lee … even your pal RJ over there … I mean, unless you wanted to leave him behind for the Klingon Targ I heard earlier."

David had heard a vicious sounding beast in one of the cages out of sight around a bulkhead in the brig. He'd heard of the Targ and of how the meanest, nastiest, most homicidal of the Klingon warrior captains kept one or two on board their Birds of Prey as pets. David found it incredible; it was like keeping a lion crossed with a boar crossed with a crocodile as a pet. He'd always wanted to see one, but now he feared he finally might as the Augments were feeding him to it.

"I have to tell you something, Hora, but you can't let on to the Augments," David continued barely in a whisper. "I'm not a scientist studying cosmic dust effects on advanced deflectors. I'm an agent with Starfleet Intelligence. I was onboard the Prichard Lee to use your ship's deflector and sensors to test some new concepts regarding detecting hard to sense objects."

David didn't mention the word cloaked or speak about how the NX-01 Class starship, USS Enterprise, had come across a planet protected by cloaked mines. That the Romulan Star Empire had such technology scared the shit out of some at Starfleet. He continued honestly, "My experiments were a failure, but … now we have this opportunity to find out what the Augments are doing. We have the opportunity to stop them."

He started to move his hand through the bars again to ask her to agree and shake on it, but jerked his hand back again as an arc of electricity connected to his finger tips. He called out in surprise, then laughed, then asked Hora, "Partners?"

 

[milkmaiden38]

Hora

“Partners” Hora whispered back to David. She actually had no idea who to trust. RJ was out, that was for sure. The Leader of the Augments was unstable and violent, she was out too. David, she was unsure about. He was an uncover intelligence officer, so he knew how to lie. He might even be working for the Augments as a double agent. Then there was the handsome Augment in the transporter room. Could he be trusted?

“Shit” she thought “this is as bad as working with the Orion Syndicate.” Her thought triggered her time with them. The Orion Syndicate was a criminal organization created and maintained by the Orions. The Syndicate's activities included gambling, racketeering, smuggling, piracy, slave-trading, extortion, and assassination.

The Syndicate was ruthless in its tactics, and its members were extremely loyal. Entry into the group required a substantial membership fee. You also needed a Witness. Her old friend, K’nesh was her "witness” to get into the Syndicate. The Syndicate killed her, when Hora left. Her name was not Hora then, it was Lava. She had escaped the syndicate. Changed her name and appearance. She had used her skills in bio-engineering to disguise herself. Nevertheless, she had no interest in returning to those people. EVER.

 

[DeadManTyping]

USS Nolan
Freedom-class Starship
Starfleet


Henry Kim was partaking in a meditation exercise taught to him by his Vulcan Science Office but getting nothing from it. There was simply too much happening for him to be able to slow him mind which, ironically, the exercise was supposed to teach him to do.

His Comm chimed, both disappointing and saving him simultaneously. He stood and crossed to the control panel on the wall, once again thinking to himself, I can order the Galley food dispenser to fill my cup with 80 different drinks as well as add any of 120 flavors, sweeteners, or whatever, but I have to walk to the wall and press a button to activate my Comm. What the fuck's that all about?

"Captain Kim here, what is it?" he asked after pressing the damned control.

"Message from Starfleet, Captain," the Bridge officer answered.

"Fine, send it here."

A moment later the Vice Admiral to whom he reported explained that a research vessel, the Prichard Lee, had reported a possible contact with a Klingon Bird of Prey in which Starfleet Intelligence had a keen interest before going silent

"Is Starfleet Intelligence going to explain to use their keen interest, Admiral?" Henry asked, already knowing the answer. When he receive a simply no, Henry asked the next question for which he already knew the answer, "Am I taking the Nolan to find this wayward ship, Admiral?"

"You should be receiving the pertinent information as we speak, Captain," the Admiral responded. The man had a bit of a reluctant expression and tone when he added, "Henry … I want you to … well … you need to be careful on this one."

Henry knew that the Admiral -- who had been a friend long before being a superior -- was reluctantly holding something back. "What are you not telling me that I need to know, sir?"

The Admiral hesitated before explaining, "The Intel' package you're receiving … for all that it's worth, anyway … it includes compartmentalized instructions."

Henry knew what that meant, of course: he was to open the Captain's Eyes Only portion, read it, and disseminate only what he needed to share only to whom needed to know it; and there would be separate packages of Intel', some of which even he wasn't to open and read unless certain circumstances demanded it.

Again, already knowing the answer, Henry asked, "Can I assume that one of the circumstances concerns you, Admiral?"

His boss nodded, and Henry thought that was all the acknowledgment he was going to get. Then the Admiral explained, "It refers to the person or persons who Starfleet Intelligence believe might be involved in the Prichard Lee's … state of incommunicado."

Henry knew that was the Admiral's way of saying that Intelligence believed the research vessel had been attacked, possibly even destroyed.

The Admiral continued, "That particular circumstance is titled In case of capture of target."

Henry didn't find that unusual at all. After all, he was being sent out to learn the Prichard Lee's fate and -- if necessary -- return with the culprit responsible. He asked, "Admiral, why does that--"

But his superior interrupted with, "That particular circumstance … it, um … it includes instructions about what to do with the person or persons for whom you are searching. And Henry … Starfleet Intelligence … they, um … they're not interested in meeting these people for any reason."

Henry contemplated the Admiral's words, then realized what the man was saying. He paraphrased vaguely, which was the way Starfleet Intelligence seemed to operate at all times, "Starfleet would rather these people … this person or persons … they would rather I--"

He couldn't say it; he could speak the words They would rather I simply executed them.

"Use your best judgement to fulfill your orders, Captain," the Admiral said, adding as he was reaching to end the conversation, "Good luck, Henry, and be safe."

 

[ToniTaylor]

Bok Trigosh
Kara's Quarters

7 hours later:

Merrick might not have been the the brightest bulb on the Augment Family Christmas tree -- if ever they'd had one, that is -- but he was by far the hardest working of the supermen when it came to pleasing Kara Soong in bed. He, like his brothers and sisters, had all been engineered for a number of beyond-human qualities, with strength and stamina being only two of them. He could run the 1500 meter race in 3 minutes 3 seconds without breaking a sweat. That was 23 seconds better than the normal Human Being, presuming you omitted the better times run by enhanced humans.

And yet after seven hours of near constant intercourse -- broken only by short water breaks to rehydrate and a combination of cunninglingus and finger probing to give the rest of his body a break -- Merrick still hadn't broken Kara. She'd cum a dozen times at least, each one slower her for a bit. But within a minute or so, she was once again riding Merrick hard and ferociously, until he finally took the reins again in an attempt to prove himself up to the task.

It was beginning to look as though neither of them would be able to claim victory when the Battle Stations claxon began sounding and the Augment who had the Conn called with a concerned voice to come to the Bridge.

"Check the prisoners, now!" she ordered her brother as she pulled on her panties and hurried for the stateroom door. As she pulled her shirt over her head she added, "If any of them are giving you a problem, kill them!"

The transit from the Captain's Quarters to the Bridge was very short, just 30 feet. She rushed in and -- as she donned her trousers -- demanded, "Report!"

"Ship approaching, Captain," the Augment serving as Tactical answered. "Relative position … two-two-four mark eighty-two … distance, 26,000 kilometers and closing on an intercept course."

"How'd they get so close without you seeing them?" Kara chastised her female sibling. When the Tactical Officer said they'd detected the ship sometimes earlier, Kara asked with venom, "Why wasn't I informed?"

"You were fucking...! Captain!" the TO shot back. When her sibling detected a bit of guilty withdrawal in Kara's expression, the Augment returned to her panels and continued, "Ship design … says it is Orion … likely Orion Syndicate. Course of action … Captain?"

Kara was feeling a bit taken aback by her sibling's comment. She should have been paying more attention to their situation, rather than to trying to keep Merrick in his place as her lap dog.

The TO asked with irritation, "Captain...?"

"Hail them," Kara ordered. When the surprised TO asked for verification, Kara demanded, "Hail them."

A tone sounded, and a moment later the small screen in the panel just before Kara's seat filled with the image of a male Orion, whose eyebrow rose with surprise.

"You are not a Klingon," he said without need.

Kara responded with the same obvious tone, "I am not a Klingon."

"And yet you are aboard a Klingon vessel," he continued, adding with a tone of accusation, "which you have chosen to trespass into territory under the control of the Orion Syndicate, an act which can, if I choose, result in the seizure of your vessel and the sale of all its contents, including its crew."

"Yes, I am aboard a Klingon vessel," Kara mirrored without a hint of concern about his threats. "And I am in your territory. But you will not seize my vessel or its contents, most particularly my crew."

"And why won't I?" the Orion Captain challenged.

"Please, Captain, allow me to show you the advancements on which my crewmen have been working," Kara told him. She looked to her Tactical Officer again, who tapped at a control. On the Main Viewer, unusually powerful bolts of death fired from the disruptors, passing by the bow of the Orion ship as a warning shot. Kara smiled at the Orion's widened eyes. "I see by your reaction, Captain, that you know the difference between a Bird of Prey's normal weapon's fire … and the fire of my warship."

While Kara had been bumping uglies with Merrick, some of their siblings had been updating the Klingon weapons with what they'd learned -- and even personally designed -- over the last several years. Although the more obvious bolts of energy didn't tell the entire truth, the Bird of Prey's disruptors were now 48% more deadly than they had been just days earlier.

"As I was saying," Kara continued, "You won't be seizing my ship or my crew."

The Orion's determination to show dominance returned to his expression. But Kara continued with an accommodating tone and a polite smile, "However … as we are in territory which belongs to the Orion Syndicate, I feel obligated to … compensate you in some way."

"In what way?" the Orion asked.

"Would you be interested in the captives I am currently holding in my brig?" Kara asked. She saw a positive reaction on the Captains face and continued, "Perhaps a fifty-fifty split."

"What kind of slaves are you holding?" the Orion asked, not using Kara's word captives. When Kara answered Human Beings, the Orion scoffed. "They won't fetch much at market. Perhaps some of the women … perhaps as sex slaves. The males don't last long in the mines."

"I have an Orion female … an attractive one," Kara said pointedly. The Orion Captain perked up a bit at that. But he really sat up taller when the Augment Captain told him with a knowing smirk, "And … a Vulcan female … also quite attractive."

 

[DeadManTyping]

Bok Trigosh

Merrick was about to admit defeat in his attempt to fuck the life out of Kara. He would pound away at her for anywhere between 10 minutes to 100 minutes, finally driving her to orgasm, only to have her then ravage him to show that she was the more sexually strong of them. He was actually quite relieved with the ship was called to Battle Stations.

"Check the prisoners, now!" she ordered.

Merrick didn't respond verbally, instead only slipping into his trousers without underwear and his boots without lacing them before rushing off to the brig in the lower levels. He arrived to find two of his siblings watching over the still caged hostages. He asked if all was well, was told it was, and set about concluding his dressing. He looked for the Orion, walked over to her cage to get in a quick ogle, then headed for the bridge to report that there were no concerns down below.

He arrived just as the Bird of Prey fired on the alien ship approaching them. Merrick was at a loss for what was happening, but he couldn't ask to be filled in. It would have left him seeming ignorant to the situation, which a Second -- and particularly an Alpha's partner -- shouldn't be.

He listened to Kara address the Captain that Merrick knew to be an Orion. She was making a deal with him, which included her saying, "I have an Orion female … an attractive one."

Merrick's stomach rolled anxiously. During much of the marathon fuck session with Kara, Merrick had been imagining the Orion female's naked body as being the one into which he was ramming his cock. He had been sure that he would get a shot at doing just that in the days to come, and now Kara was offering her up to this other Captain, simply because he was of her own race?

When Kara caught sight of him, Merrick reported, "The prisoners are still secure, though … I should relieve the guards."

He returned to the brig and dismissed the two guards who had been down there since the attack on the Prichard Lee. Once they were gone, Merrick moved to a position that put him close to the Orion's cage but not so much to the other cells that they could easily see or hear him.

"You are to be sold to the Orion Syndicate," Merrick told her softly. He had no idea that his sister had no intentions of giving up the Orion or the Vulcan. But he continued to speak to her as if the green woman's fate was sealed, "Unless there is something you can offer Kara … something that will convince her that you are more of a value to her than some rare metal or computer parts or information about..."

He let the thought slide. The Augments had headed toward Verex III for a very specific purpose, to locate Arik Soong. But Merrick wasn't going to tell the Orion that, of course.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Leverage

"You are to be sold to the Orion Syndicate," Merrick told her softly. "Unless there is something you can offer Kara … something that will convince her that you are more of a value to her than some rare metal or computer parts or information about..."

Hora smiled, a joyful smile. “That is not much of a threat. I’m an Orion female. I love sex and being a sex slave sounds wonderful.” Hora replied. Deep down inside of course this was not true. Hora had been a sex slave. It was not a life she wanted to return to. And her bigger fear was if the Syndicate ever found out who she was, she’d be killed.

“But you did not know that… I can see you are trying to help me” Hora concluded “there is an Orion saying… "Save your friends as you would save your profits."

She paused for a moment and then looked into Merrick’s eyes. “I know about this region of space, the Orion Syndicate, the powerful Orion families, I’m a bio-engineering expert, Klingons’ fear Orion females, and lastly I can keep someone’s bed very warm.” Hora bragged. She did not know what the augments wanted, but she knew they were on a Klingon warship headed to an Orion Slave market. So she guessed they might need information on the region of space, the syndicate, Klingons, and Orions. From what RJ had told her, the Augments were bio-engineered and Kara had been "looking” for her. Lastly, she knew Merrick was lusting after her.

Hora smiled and offered Merrick the deal of the century “I’ll help you and Kara, under one condition. You and I, spend one night together.”