Star Trek: The Next Generation: The Captain's Honor by David Dvorkin & Daniel Dvorkin

Author:David Dvorkin & Daniel Dvorkin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction, Star Trek, Fiction
ISBN: 9780671741402
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 1989-01-02T08:00:00+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. Once the Federation leaves

..."

Gretna's head was spinning; how could this be

real?

"No," she said weakly.

"Once the Federation leaves," Melkinat

continued, "we will have to be strong, to be able

to defend ourselves.

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