The Black Temple

Posted on Thu Mar 5th, 2020 @ 3:43am by Fleet Captain Torilla Yamaguchi

Mission: Mission 59: Stirrings of Treason
Location: The Somraw Shipyard - Kronos Orbital Space.
Timeline: 0800Hrs, Local Time - January 7th, 2392

Music Soundtrack: The Black Temple Trailer from WoW The Burning Crusade.

It was early morning over Kronos as the world turned slowly below the orbital station where Lt Commander Biroq was presently crawling through a set of work tubes, with a large carry case in his right hand.
He was here at the start of the school year for the elite command academy's command class

Biroq had faked his paperwork and thus he had not been inspected en route here or had his belongings searched either.

The hatch at the end opened as he approached his final destination as the Emperor's speech would be beginning in a little under an hour and Biroq wanted to be prepared for the event as he wanted it to be memorable.

"I prefer to remember the temple as it used to be." Biroq quoted softly as he cracked open his carry-case, he slowly plucked the items contained within, each of these items looked strange by themselves but when assembled together, all of the pieces formed a very powerful and deadly weapon, lethal in the right hands.

The Klingon smiled as he gently plucked one of the other items in his case, which he then proceeded to use to open a small hole in the viewport before him.

He gently placed the rifle on its tripod stand as he looked through the scope, perfect, He could see where the Emperor would soon be standing.

Meanwhile Emperor Khaless re-read the datapad he held in his hand. "Seems a little... bland." he said to his aide as he handed the younger man the PADD in his hand. "Redo it..."

The aide accepted the PADD in silence, before retreating to work on it as Kahless sighed. 'I need a new aide.' he thought to himself before he glanced over at the large clock embedded into the nearby bulkhead. "Twenty minutes or so.." he said quietly to himself as he went over to the replicator to get himself something to drink.

Twenty minutes later he walked out into the main amphitheater. Three loud banging sounds of metal on metal heralded his arrival as a large spotlight snapped on, this was the signal to quiet the students which they did.

"I, Khaless... Officially welcome you to the Klingon Defense Forces Elite Command Academy." he paused a moment. "You have surpassed your peers to earn a place within this distinguished hall... but I tell you, this is not enough." he looked around as he spoke. "

In the days to come, you will be tested beyond your current limitations. Most of you will fail... and failure will mean your immediate dismissal from this institution. Past achievements mean nothing here. I am not interested in the names of your fathers, nor of your family's lineage. What I am interested in... is your breaking point!." Khaless spoke clearly.

"How will you conduct yourselves in battle?. How far will you go to preserve your honor, and fulfill your duty?. These are simple questions that will decide the fate of our Empire." Khaless continued.

"This Academy was conceived to create the very finest warship commanders in the galaxy!." He raised his voice "Those few of you who succeed will be granted immediate command of a warship. Those who do not, there will be no disgrace. Whatever becomes of you, either at this Academy or beyond, never forget you are all Klingon warriors. Klingon warriors. I have placed the challenge before you. I must conclude this address, and begin the trials." Khaless crowd loudly "Qa'pla Warriors-" when he found his entire world going black

There was a sudden loud bang as the head of the emperor exploded in a sudden and frightening display of force, as if to underscore all of this, several alarms began screaming. The warriors in the amphitheater all scattered as the body of the emperor lay int he center, missing a head.

Biroq withdrew as he began dismantling his weapon, when suddenly a security patrol, alerted by the assassination and the alarms that were screaming, the two guards drew their sidearms as they began clearing the rooms when they got shot at by Biroq.

Biroq tried to get away as he gunned down two guards but several others showed up and he found himself getting into a gun battle which was he did not need on any level whatsoever.

He took aim before he took a disruptor blast which erased half his face, he screamed in pain before he turned both his guns onto himself, two single blasts at max power ended his agony.

The remaining warriors all began to gather. "What do we do now?" one of them asked.

"I don't know.." another responded.