Boys Will be Boys - Part Two

Posted on Thu Mar 5th, 2020 @ 6:21am by Fleet Admiral Dominique Jes-Tereth

Mission: Mission 53: Last March of the Enterprise-E
Location: Council Chambers - Kronos, OMEGA LEONIS
Timeline: 1245Hrs - Feb 8th, 2392

The Chancellor was in his office as he was busy doing paperwork because even a Chancellor needed to do his work, most of that was sitting around and filling our reports and the like rather then sitting on his ass in the High Council chambers.

Meanwhile L'Grin smiled as he reached beneath his tunic to produce a Klingon PADD, he tapped it once as the display lit up with the information he sought. "It will be a black matter if you fail." he muttered softly as he tapped the large button in the middle which activated a dampening field, not enough to really cause problems but enough to jam phasers and disruptors.

Back in his chambers. Ku'tor lifted his gaze as he regarded a Klingon who had walked into the room, the man wore simple black clothing with no markings whatsoever. His brown eyes were piercing and his brown hair had flecks of silver in it and was pulled back into a ponytail "Chancellor. Allow me to take a moment of your time." the man said quietly.

Ku'tor regarded the small group that had appeared before him, he knew his bodyguards were nowhere to be seen as he gently went for his sidearm. "What do you want... speak plainly."

"Very well... I have come to see you die.. These ones are the forgotten slaves of people you have had murdered when you were commander of the IKS nuch pa' when you glassed that one colony.." as the children around him all drew a six inch steak knife each, each looked sharp and clean.

The dozen children of various ages fidgeted with their knifes that shone with their reflections in the light as they stood around, waiting for the command to move.

Ku'tor leapt to his feet as he snatched up his disruptor. The children all rushed forward to take him as the Klingon in the background simply remained motionless, a smile on his face as he crossed his arms.

One of the children ducked under Ku'tor's swing with his fist as the small boy plunged his blade into the Klingons leg, before he yanked it out and stabbed Ku'tor a second time, in that time frame the others reached their target as they all began stabbing him multiple times.

Ku'tor screamed loudly in pain before he began begging for the children to leave him be, to let him live.

The Klingon smirked before he came over in a rather nonchalant manner, the Klingon had all stopped and had backed away from the dying Ku'tor who was lying on the ground. blood oozing from any number of several dozen wounds

"Did I mention who I was... I am Sozpa.. Of no house... You will not enter Sto'Vo'Kor as you're precious warrior culture demands..."

"I will.. have vengeance.." Ku'tor gasped, while he was drowning in his own blood, he coughed weakly, more splatter emerging every moment from his many wounds.

The Klingon laughed as Ku'tor's eyes grew dim. "Finish him my children... Bleed him slow.." Sozpa smiled as he watched his children do their work as he had trained them how it as done and now he got to see his work in action.

With that the children lunched in again. Ku'tor screamed once as he vanished beneath the orgy of violence and blood until the floor where he lay and much of the officer, for that matter looked like an abattoir, where an animal was slaughtered for whatever reason.

Sozpa smiled. "Come children... Its time to go." and with that the man departed, with the children behind him like ghosts slipping into the darkness, like the ghosts they were intended to become as they left the dead Chancellor behind in the center of what looked like a small warzone with blood all around him.