Star Trek TNG - 008 The Captain's Hono by Daniel Dvorkin

Author:Daniel Dvorkin [Daniel Dvorkin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-24T16:00:00+00:00

couldn't let her personal feelings for him get in the way of facts. He is part of the Federation, as are the Magna Romans.

"Gretna."

The voice, coming from beside her, was so unexpected that she almost jumped out of her skin.

She turned, and Marcus Julius Volcinius was standing there, smiling.

"Sorry if I frightened you." He moved around in front of her.

"I was just on my way back from the village and thought I saw you standing out here."

Marcus was now dressed in a maroon Starfleet uniform, identical to the one Will had been wearing when she first met him. He was a good half-foot shorter than she, and somehow that made her initial shock easier to overcome.

"I'm not frightened," Gretna said, "I'm angry. I want to know what you're doing with the children in there." She jerked a thumb back toward the schoolhouse.

"Of course," Marcus said smoothly.

"I'd be happy to explain--or more precisely, someone else will."

"I warn you, I'm in no mood for games, Marcus Julius."

Marcus shook his head.

"This is no game.

I need to take you to where the decision to undertake the program was made--and to the people who decided to make it."

Gretna eyed the Magna Roman dubiously. Was he trying to trap her? To get her somewhere out of the way and kill her? No, she decided. He's crafty enough for it, but too many people know where I am.

"All right," she said.

"I'll be interested to see who among you thinks he has the power to make this decision."

Marcus smiled.

"You are familiar with the transporter?"

She nodded.

"I've never actually used one, but--"

"We need it to get where we're going."

Marcus touched the insignia on his chest.

"Centurion, this is Marcus Julius.

Ready to transport."

He lowered his hand and smiled at her.

"Relax. This won't hurt a bit."

Gretna stood stock-still for a moment, then felt a strange tingling in her body. She felt faintly sick, and then ...

They were standing in the Central Council Chamber, back in the Tenaran capital city of Zhelnogra.

She looked around in surprise.

"What are we doing here?"

"You've come to see us."

She spun at the sound of the new voice.

Another man in Starfleet uniform was standing there smiling at her.

"You remember Captain Sejanus."

Marcus nodded.

"And of course ..."

Another figure stepped out of the shadows.

"... Captain Picard of the Enterprise."

Gretna nodded, too surprised to speak.

If Picard knew what was going on, then Will knew. She felt like a fool.

"All right," she said angrily.

"Tell me why you three think you have the right to interfere in our affairs--in the education of our children. And make it good," she said, crossing her arms, "so I can tell my father."

"Your father already knows."

Gretna spun, unable to believe her ears.

Melkinat stood there smiling at her.

"Daughter," he said, "I am glad to see you."

"Father!" Gretna rushed to him, and threw herself into his arms.

"What are you doing here?"

"Captain Sejanus asked me to come, child."

She took a step back, holding him at arm's length.

"Then you know what this man is doing, what he's teaching?"

Melkinat nodded.

"Marcus' program is the only way to save our planet from the M'dok, daughter.

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