Mootar worried for the Eptai. Saul Baxter was a Terran and a mysterious one at that, and he had the ear of Eptai Soomdak, and thusly the future of the Klingon people. He must contact his old friend Kora and learn what has happened and how Soomdak came to this. But was Kora responsible? Has their secret bargain to kill off those that would challenge the young Soomdak caused the Eptai to go on the offensive? But who was he fighting?
First he would contact Savar, Baxter indicated they knew each other, the Vulcan needed to be warned.
Savar finished with his tea and started towards the door, someone was knocking and the Vulcan had not expected visitors. Over the answering machine he could hear the Klingons warnings, Baxter and he shared a connection in that alien probe, Savar mused, he wondered if that put him in danger. When he opened the door Saul Baxter was on the other side smiling and with whiskey.
He praised Savar for his success, and offered his support for his court case. Baxter got to the point. He represented a group., a cabal, if you will. that was interested in Savars T’kon technology and his shield tech, in return the Vulcan can join the Cabal, and they would make this trial go away. Savar remembered the Shadows, large translucent insects from another dimension determined to conquer this universe, Saul Baxter was quite probably their servant, willing or made to serve with a worm in his head.
Savar politely declined.
Baxter was surprised and upset at the refusal . He left with a vague threat about choices and consequences and took the whiskey with him.
Mootatr enjoyed the evening air as he walked down main street in Zoag City, politely nodding to lady folk as they passed by as such was the custom. The peace of the night was broken by a galloping horse, a horse recognized by the Klingon as belonging to the town sheriff her hind quarters splashed with red blood.
Mootar leaps into action! Running full speed to Zoag Jail. On his approch he can make out two dead deputies laying at the building steps. The Klingon bursts through the doors to see a cloaked man, raise a weapon into the cell where the man who shot the Romulan was being kept. He had been an incoherent mess since the killing, but if he was dead, there was no hope of ever getting anything useful from him.
With a hard wide sweep Mootar knocked the weapon from the assailants hand with his blazing bat’leth. The warrior then followed through with a grapple manouever pining the shooter against cell bars his weapons blade below his throat.
“Who sent you!?” The klingon screamed. “Who are you working for?”
No response came from the attacker who happened to be a Romulan, Mootar locked him in a cell. No sooner had he shut the door when the high whine of a hover cycle going full out began to rise from the outside.
Mootar ran to the door to meet this new foe, as he flung the door open he was met with rifle fire, the incredibly loud crack from the shot indicated extremely high caliber. The priest rolled into a defensive position but the cycle and its two riders, once carrying a rifle sped off into the dark.
Already crouching Mootar lined the shot up with his disruptor rifle. His aim was true that day as the cycle exploded in a white hot ball of destruction, killing the riders.
Satisfaction turned to shock as the Klingon looked at the damage to the front of the jail. One of the bullets went through. When he ran back inside he was relieved to see the accused still alive but despondent at the sight of the shooters corpse. He had one wound through his heart.
Eventually everybody shows up. Senator Slovak said the attackers knew the Romulan who was killed and were seeking revenge. Romuians are a hot blooded people don’t you know. As far as the Romulan Empire was concerned the case regarding these three men was closed. With his sincere condolences.
Shad had his head in his hands, he wanted to come home for rest and relaxation, but instead he got….this! He raised his head high enough so that he could peek through he fingers, he wife and mother and law were consoling Thelma as she balled her eyes out over her lost daughter Annabelle.
Shad wanted to relax but there was too much at stake, his reputation, political leverage, the chance to increase his influence, and finding that damn girl so this screaming woman would leave his house!
“Okay, I’m going to call Mr. Savar and we are going to get this thing all cleared up” Shad got off the couch. He coordinated with Savar and the factory, they shut down the production lines, retooled, and started making drones and mines capible of detecting and transmitting the location of their quickly moving adversary.
Come morning Shad ordered the Peace Keepers to distribute the detectors all over Zoaf City. When the got to the Figg property of course they put up a fuss, and Shad played it up, how the Figgs don’t care about kidnapped children, and recorded the conversation. He was sure to put a few of the drones over he very own house.
Savar hit the switch and they picked up a few pings and the speedsters fled the city. By playing it back in slow Savar could tell which direction they went. North, into the Klingon woods.
The next day whilst men working on replacing the window put the new one in place when just then a rock went sailing through it. Of course it had a note tied to it. “Give us what we want, come out to Cockroach Cave!” The name brought a shudder to the Orion pilot, then he realized a window was open, it didnt really bother him at all that this was the cave where that other Klingon died that used to hang with them, what was his name?
Savar contacted the Klingons to get clear passage through their woods, respectful of the Vulcans hunting skills they were eager to help.
Within a few hours they were at the cave. “Dukath!” Shad exclaimed, he finally remembered that Klingon’s name!
Savar placed the box in the cave, he installed a false bottom with a tracking device that the Speedsters were meant to find the real tracker, rare radioactive dust, was how Savar would find them.
Suddenly the sound of buzzing and Shad taking a rock off the head. It had a note tied to it: “Open the Box”
Shad opened it and showed the vials containing blue liquids he had the boys at PharmaZoag cook up for him. WIthin moments the box was gone and the girl, Annabelle appeared.
The Hellraisers immediately headed out to the ’Shadow. WIthin 30 min they were in orbit. Savar was bent over the scanners, its blue light casting soft blue rectangular glow around his eyes.
“I found them.” It only took a few minutes. Savar threw up a ship on the viewscreen, similar in style to the Rouge Scorpion that they blew up on Flitner.
Shad Barrick strode over to the missle launcher and began hitting the button.
“Wait, those missiles have a substantial credit value!” Stahl warned.
“You can bill me” the Orion responded as he shot off every missile they had.
Nothing was left but creators.