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The Heretic

Posted on Thu Sep 24th, 2020 @ 2:20pm by Major Victor Madison

Mission: Gods of War
Location: Jem’Hadar Warship D1901

The Vorta sneered as his fist made contact with the metal fascia of the console in front of him. He leaned over into the face of his Jem'hadar First, the protruding arm of his optical headset pressing against the green-grey flesh of the Jem'hadar's cheek.

"I said FIRE! Blow that ship out of galactic existence!" he bellowed into his officer's face. Unlike, the calm diplomatically inclined Vorta, Fortal - an Alpha Quadrant clone - was particularly blood thirsty. The thought of non-Dominion kind, roaming the galaxy, defiling the purity of the Dominion's existence made his skin itch, his blood boil and his stomach churn. He was as close to a zealot, as the most fervent Founder's could engineer.

The Jem'Hadar, Talat'akin, stuttered. The order to fire on the lowly Federation vessel, went against a commandant of the 'Gods' themselves. He stepped back from the Vorta, releasing the flesh on his cheek from the pressure of the Vorta's optical headset.

"That would be heresy! The Founder's have ordered us to let them pass. We canno-" the First was cut off before he could finish the sentence.

Fortal, forcefully reached in front of the First and pressed down hard on the launch button, never breaking eye contact with his Officer. The bridge chamber, shuttered with the sympathetic vibrations of the ships highest powered weapons firing on their target.

The Jem'Hadar Third raised his head from an auxiliary console, "First!" he exclaimed, "The Civilian transport has been destroyed. The support ship, an Intrepid class has lost engine power and drifting into the atmosphere of the near by planet."

Fortal returned to his own console, crossed his arms, and with a stern voice issued orders, "Pursuit course. We cannot let them escape."

The First, slightly emasculated by the encounter, nodded to his other officers to follow the orders.

"First. I am demoting you to Second. If you cannot see that all of these vermin should be eradicated from Dominion territory, you are not worthy of the position." the Vorta announced matter of factly, "Arrange for a team to follow that ship down to the surface, and eradicate them. And don't come back here until every last one of them is gone."

-- To Be Continued

Fortal
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Talat'akin
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