Wow that was a great log! On 5/28/09 5:26 PM, "Elizabeth Platt" <wizbit13uk@xxxxxxxxx> wrote: > The Defence of Pek-ta V > > Note: This log takes place 32 years ago > > > The klaxon sounded and it was deafening. Empet stared at the field medic whose > table she was lying on. The news he had just given her dizzied her but she had > no time to process it as she grabbed her disruptor and belted out to take up > her post. > > A son... The young woman had to shake herself to make her mind focus on what > she was doing. The doctor had told her she was pregnant after she'd collapsed > on duty. She was having a son and she knew whose it was. The old man had asked > her if she was mated or married but she hadn't answered him because right at > that moment, the klaxon had declared that they were under attack. > > There was a sense of excitement and trepidation through the ranks of defenders > as they waited for the Romulans or whatever force was coming. They wouldn't > have long to wait. > > The fizz of transporters all around them and suddenly they were thrown in a > flurry of fighting. Too close range to use her gun, Empet dropped it and drew > her bat'leth. Her blood pumped violently in her ears as she swung it, feeling > it connect with the neck of the Romulan in front of her. A spurt of green > blood drenched her but she didn't even stop. Each swing brought down another > man and she found herself gaining ground toward the centre for the foray. > > As she reached the higher ground at the centre of their outpost, she saw the > commander and his first officer were dead as were most of the other officers. > The Romulans were brutal in their attack. For a moment, she had the time and > luxury to turn and assess the situation. The Klingons were scattered, forced > into small, tight groups of fighting while the Romulans seemed to be massing > for the final assault. Letting out a war cry, she gained the attention of > every warrior close enough to hear her above the yelling. In quick, sharp > actions, she split the group around her up into smaller units and indicated > where they should go and what they should do. This done, she grabbed a > disruptor rifle and headed for higher ground. > > Her first unit roared and charged the main group that were heading for the > shield generator. Their attack was violent and they successfully distracted > them. The second unit started to gather other Klingons together, getting > bigger and then splitting off again to make other units that spread out over > the outpost. > > She jumped to clamber up onto the roof of a building and leap from rooftop to > rooftop until she had the Romulan commander in her sights. She kept low and > stared around constantly to make sure no one had seen her. As she approached > the nearest point, she dropped down to her stomach and took aim. The scope of > her gun fixed firmly on her target and she squeezed the trigger. The Romulan > exploded in a scream of red light but she kept firing, wanting to take down as > many of their officers as they'd taken of theirs. > > "Fvadt Kll'inghann," she heard a deep, hard voice snarl behind her and she > rolled to see a tall Romulan with black hair and dark eyes growl at her. He > took aim with his disruptor but she brought the butt of her own up to dislodge > his. In fast movements, he grabbed her rifle and yanked it from her grasp. > Slamming it down hard in her abdomen, he swept it up as she doubled over and > sent her flying from the roof. > > "tr'Hah'dee to Aehallh, mission abort! We have lost the Commander and > Sub-Commander, get us out of here!" > > Every Romulan disappeared in a blur of transporters. A wild roar went up from > the remaining Klingons and the cry went up, "Kai Empet! Kai the saviour of > Pek-ta V!" > > The world felt like it had been stuffed full of feathers as she slowly came > around to white, clean walls and the smell of disinfectant. "Where..." > > "Shh," the doctor insisted as he held his hand to her shoulder to stop her > from rising. "You're in the medic suite. Be calm, HoD Empet, you're going to > be fine." > > "HoD?" she murmured then flinched when a stabbing pain tore at her stomach. > Her hands went over it protectively. Her son... She glanced up into the eyes > of the medic and saw the answer to her question without even needing to ask > it. The blow from the Romulan had done more damage to the foetus than to her. > "Is he..." > > "There was nothing I could do, HoD," the man said sadly. "I tried my best, I > swear to you." > > She dropped her hand onto his arm as firmly as she could manage even though > she felt strangled. "I know you did." Then she met his eyes again, dropped her > head back and let out a wailing, piercing death cry. Hear this, all hosts of > Sto'Vo'Kor, open thy gates to Karthan, son of Martok, child of the House of > Topian! >