Star Trek: Terra Alpha

Ian peered through his field glasses. Camp Grant was a smoking ruin, and now the bulk of his clone army of 50,000 soldiers was poised at the edge of the great city of the Alliance. The Ajem'dasis heavy artillery pieces lobbed shell after shell with their quantum warheads, which exploded. Skyscrapers...

"Still, it should be leved," Bellatrix added. "It is the Alliance's eyes and ears, but I agree it should not be a primary objective. We'll need more than twenty capital ships if we want to destroy Byron." Bellatrix tapped her chin with her index finger. "I would hate to commit half our space force t...

"Cease your idiotic drivel! I don't give a flying fuck who you are screwing, and who I am screwing is none of your damn business!" Ian slammed his fork down and stood up from the table staring daggers at his sister with murder in his eyes. Reason took hold and the fire in his eyes subsided a bit. "I...

"That's a loaded proposition," Ian replied trying to hide his annoyance with his sister. "An emotional attachment to someone is fraught with liability, both from my own loss of objectivity, and as a potential target to be used against me. As for a play thing.... Who am I to use? Hmm? There's not a w...

Ian approached with his arms behind his back. There was an amused look on his face as he stared down at his sister. "I see you have made another child mother." Bellatrix didn't look at her son, "Yes." "I'm not sure it's wise to mock the ijulna like this," he said cautiously. Bellatrix waved a dismis...

Ian chuckled, "Don't get any ideas. You may be better at the kliden than I, but I'm every bit as strong as you in the ijulna, and I out match you in size and physical strength."

Ian stood with a grin on his face watching as the minions drug the body away, "Not my style, but I have to admit that you are truly and evil genius."

Ian laughed, "Oh my darling sister I don't do projects. If something needs doing I do it in the most efficient way possible. Anything else is simply a waste of time. Though, I admit mother's propensity for subtlety can be rather irksome. I guess in that regard I take after you father."

"Might I propose an alternate course," Ian said with his arms crossed. "Women are so unbelievably vein, and youth is far too important to them." He shrugged with a sadistic, "Not to mention with advanced age comes infirmity, and weakness. Stick her in the time dilation chamber, and lock that door an...

Ian sneered and activated the kliden in his left hand. Instead of being red as expected it was green. "I have earned my klidens. This one is a trophy from a Jase'dasis that died by my hand." Bellatrix exchanged a look at her son and from the unspoken communication between them, he nodded and returne...