Star Trek - TNG by Kahless

Author:Kahless [Kahless]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-08-07T13:52:44.298000+00:00

A moment later, Riker heard him grunt as he hit the ground. Then there was a clatter, as of something metal. "Freeze program," he said. Removing his blindfold, the human surveyed his handiwork. The Klingon was on his back, clutching his left arm. His face was a mask of pain, his battelh lying at the base of a stalagmite. Riker turned to Alexander, who was looking at him with a new respect. The first officer smiled. "I guess you get the picture." The boy nodded. "But how did you-?" "Practice," Riker told him. "Want to give it a shot? I'll be your sparring partner." "Okay," said Alexander. Coming around behind him, the first officer placed the blindfold across the boy's eyes and tied it. Then he stepped in front of him with his battelh. "Here we go. Keep your feet wide apart for balance. With all these stalagmites around, it's easy to trip. Now, listen as hard as you can, and tell me what I'm doing." Taking care not to make too much noise, Riker moved to his right. At first, the boy seemed confused. Then he turned in the right direction. "That's good," said the first officer. "You've got sharp ears." This time, he moved to the left. Again, Alexander hesitated for a second. Then he seemed to find Riker's position. The first officer didn't say anything right away. He wanted to see if the boy wavered in his conviction. But Alexander continued to stare in the same direction. "Excellent," the first officer noted. "Keep trusting your senses and you'll be fine. Now, the toughest test of all." Moving to his right again, he shifted his battelh from one hand to the other, making enough noise to give the boy a fighting chance. Then he raised the weapon high and brought it down slowly toward Alexander's shoulder. The boy reacted in plenty of time, but held his battelh n position to stop a thrust, not a downward stroke. Only at the last second did he realize his mistake and bring his blade up over his head-just in time to ward off the attack. Riker was impressed. Alexander was doing things it took him years to learn. But then, the boy was part Klingon. He had a warrior's instincts imprinted in his genes. Alexander grinned. "I did it!" he cried. "You sure did," said the first officer. "You can take off your blindfold now." Still grinning, the boy did as he was told. He got a kick out of seeing Riker just where he expected to see him. But a moment later, his joy faded. Apparently, he had remembered whatever it was he had on his mind. "Something wrong?" asked the first officer. Alexander sighed. "You know there is. Otherwise, Counselor Troi wouldn't have sent you to talk to me." Riker had to smile. "It was that obvious, was it?" The boy nodded. Placing his back against a stalagmite, he slid down the side of it and came to a stop when he reached the ground.

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