Hope We Can Again

[Jack Ryder]

"Indeed.Let's get a little rest before they call us to crack another world..." Jack said as he laid her down again. "Still... i am quite curious about those voices urging you to kill Dominus and the others, they certainly are not coming from your mind. That feels completely different."

[Kinsey Calhoun]

“They were angry.” Kinsey said as she rested her head on Jack’s chest. “I don’t know it felt…otherworldly. Except my father it felt different than the others. Surprised and happy maybe. I’m not sure the other emotions were stronger, but he was the only one to call me K’n’zy.”

[Bellatrix]

-Elsewhere

Bellatrix lay on her back completely nude, her right leg lying over the top of his. Her hair was a ratted mess, makeup smeared and her right eye sported the purple-black of a bruise and it was showing signs that it would swell shut.

She lay there nonchalantly picking at Dominus' skin from under her finger nails. Coitus had been more akin to a cat fight than romantic, but neither were the roses, chocolates, and wine type of people. They were violent to their core.

"I'm pregnant again," she said simply. "I don't think it's twins this time."

[Dominus]

"Well it does skip generations." Dominus replied as he snapped a finger back into place. "You should take whatever it is. You'll need the extra hands with the army you brought over. We still need more cores and elements to power everything we're building. This base ship alone needs the power of an entire world to keep running, but it'll run for as long as we need it. Our enemies wouldn't dare to destroy it, it would be like exploding a sun."

[Bellatrix]

"Did I dislocate that finger, or did you do that to yourself?" She waved a hand in dismissal and rolled out of the bed wincing in pain. "Oh my, the slaves are going to have something to talk about after this," she said with a grin which reopened her split lip. She liked the trickle of blood and started to dress.

"How about Cardassia for your next target?" She asked as she fastened her bra and and adjusted into it. "Never cared much for the Cardies. They were my first target when I took over as empress of Earth." She sighed and then shrugged. "Feels like a lifetime ago. I actually like it here. I don't think I even want to go back now."

[Dominus]

"There are considerable numbers of things I do rather like in this reality." Dominus said as he stretched and pulled a couple of small wounds. "I think we should get you fixed up before you leave." he said as he reached under the bed and dragged out a long case and inside was the actress he had been 'using' before. "She's a nurse, yes I understand she looks like you, one of the Generals gave it to me while you were away. I was about to dispose of this one but I had a feeling you were going to return and we'd need to get patched up." he unfolded the woman from the case and handed her a med kit. "Fix her up and then fix me up."

"Not if you're just going to kill me." she said defiantly.

"There are many ways to die. I can keep your head alive on a stick for an entire day. Lady Bellatix can cut you into tiny ribbons over the course of days, prolonging your agony. Or we can make it quick and painless." Dominus said and gave her a look. "Now, treat your better."

"As you wish..." she said defeated and approached Bellatrix and began to use the med kit to heal her scratches, fixed her swollen eye and other wounds.

"See my mate... it's good to have disposable beings handy." Dominus chuckled as he put his slacks back on. "So... Cardassia huh? It doesn't possess exactly what I need, but it would be good to eliminate them eventually, Cardassians always were mercurial in their loyalties."

[Bellatrix]

She shrugged, "It's only a suggestion. We can test out our clone army too. Broadcast it and make sure the whole galaxy sees what happens when you don't have our favor. There's a reason the Vikings and Gingus Kahn were so successful. They could conquer territory just by waving their banners."

[Hur'agha]

- Meanwhile, Deep Space Nine

General Hur'agha sat on the second level of Quark's with a Denobulan. They each had a cup of bloodwine and a plate of gagh though, to her displeasure it was replicated and not moving. The proprietor, a Ferengi, named Quark had profused his apologies for not having fresh gagh in stock, but he hadn't had a Klingon customer in years. She silenced the sniveling little man with a fist to her table, and took the plate without a word.

"Yeah, I might have some information," the Denobulan said.

"Captain Bolox," Hur'agha scowled. "Get to the point will you?"

He swallowed, and sucked in a lungful of air, "I don't have a location for this Ophelia, but I do have a line on her mother."

Hur'agha waved a dismissive hand, "Some of the Terra Alphans have tanken to calling them the Four Horsemen... whatever that means. Either way if I find one I am lible to be lead to the other."

The frieghter captain, "My ship came across the Vindicator two days ago, and they appeared to be leaving the bad lands."

Hur'agha grunted, "And that couldn't have been said over subspace?"

"I don't want them people looking at me," Bolox said.

"Fair enough, and DS9 isn't that far out of our way to the bad lands." She stood and dropped several slips of latinum on the table. A sum that exceeded both their meals. "Keep an eye out for Ophelia and Dominus. No more meeting like this. You can use pur code from a few years back for their location."

The Denobulan nodded, "I'm not going to look for them."

"I'd call you a liar, and kill you where you stsnd if you said you would," Hur'agha said simply. "I don't associate with dishonorable petaQs." With that she spoke to her ship and was enveloped in a red tansporter beam.

[Kinsey Calhoun]

Much later, Kinsey stood on the bridge of Dominus’s ship looking out at the remains of the third world she’d cracked open for him. Each one had become easier then the last and as she ran her hand across her face it came away clean. Her nose hadn’t even bleed this time.

It was another Brethren base and she would lose no sleep over.
Nor did she care that Jack had failed to subdue the population before she’d ripped their world apart. She’d felt his hesitate at the last second but it didn’t matter they deserved their fate.

She pulled him in for a rough kiss and turned to Dominus.

“How long until the next world?”

[Jack Ryder]

Jack held her hand and looked at the viewscreen. "I decided not to let them be numb this time. Bloody Brethren... half of them wanted to kill the other half... they deserved it."

"Indeed..." Dominus said with a smirk. "Not long, the mining crew from the first world are on their way, we'll move onto the next. I must say, you seem much stronger this time. Are you that anxious to be done working for us?"

"Sooner we finish this sooner we can get away from all this." Jack said and crossed his arms. "One planet or a half dozen... we're still planet killers. Never going home any time soon."

"Then relax a little while until we arrive." Dominus said and cocked his head to the turbolift. "I'll summon you when we need you. Unless you want to stay on the bridge."