The Federation Tribune - March 2007

[Rob Versteegt]

                ==== The Federation Tribune ====
                          ==== March 2007====



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Chief Editor's Notes:
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Welcome again, all, to another issue of the Federation Tribune. And what a 
great tribune this will be. Enjoy the various status reports, glance at the 
posting stats, and be dazzled by another legendary post! Surprise yourself 
with the results of the Federation Tribune's competition, and lose yourself 
in this month's contest! In other words, enjoy this month's Tribune.



Have fun!

Rob.



In this edition of the Federation Tribune, you'll find:



- The Chief Editor's Notes.

- USS Calhoun Status Report,

- USS Odyssey Status Report,

- USS Valkyrie Status Report,

- USS Atlantis Status Report,

- Pandora Station Status Report,

- PR Status Report,

- SF Academy Status Report,

- Promotions in February 2007,

- Posting Stats of February 2007,

- Legendary Post,

- Federation Tribune Competition.



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USS Calhoun Status Report, February 2007, by Adrien Rodd.

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STARDATE: 2393.01.09
EPISODE: #28, "Aryna"
LOCATION: trapped in orbit of an uncharted planet in the Beta Quadrant

The crew of the Calhoun have begun talks with a Cardassian crew, hoping to 
establish friendly relations and cooperate to survive and break free of 
their lethal orbital prison. Attempts to coordinate efforts with the crew of 
the Courageous are also continuing. . . but can anyone be trusted?

The Calhoun has, however, retrieved its two missing officers and civilian, 
returned by the Cardassians as a gesture of goodwill.



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USS Odyssey Status Report, February 2007, by Rob Versteegt.

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Current Mission: "Vanishing Point"
Location of the (crew of the) USS Odyssey: Tarakana II.
Stardate: 2393.01.13

Summary:

At Stardate 2393.01.13, the USS Odyssey arrived at Tarakana II, where the 
population had a major problem: one fifth of the entire population had 
already disappeared! All these disappearances happened at night, and 
continued to do so when the Odyssey arrived in orbit. The Odyssey crew was 
mystified about the cause of these disappearances, so Commander Nerfertii 
and an Away Team consisting of acting STC Harmondale, Security Officers Jyll 
and Load, COUNS Graves and CMO Termal beam down and had a meeting with the 
Prime Leader. Or well, they would have, if the Prime Leader hadn't 
disappeared as well. Minister Erzzbah was the next one in line for the 
function of Prime Leader, so he met with the Away Team. Most of the Away 
Team was now sent away with specific orders -like guarding the building, 
finding out more about these people, and so on-, and Commander Nerfertii 
stayed behind with Minister Erzzbah. Together, they decided that it would be 
best if the Tarakanans -the entire population!- stayed where they were now. 
After all, if this was a disease of some sort, it could easily be spread 
through contact with other Tarakanans. Though nobody was certain of this, it 
was considered to better be safe than sorry. . .

At about 1915, Ambassador T'kella beamed down to investigate the situation. 
She disobeyed orders by going alone, instead of with a security escort. She 
paid for this disobedience dearly: the Security Officer who beamed down a 
couple of minutes after her, found her commbadge, and signs of a struggle...

Around 2000 hours, Captain Jalando gave the rest of the Odyssey crew 
permission to go down to the surface, and help out in whatever problems 
arose. For example, Lieutenant Nerell and Ensign Latesse went to help out in 
a region covered with snow, to protect the population there from violent 
Roweg-beasts. Not that the inhabitants there wanted these beasts killed 
though: apparently these Roweg-beasts were symbols of hope for the 
Tarakanans...

Ensign Jyll, accompanied by Lieutenant Ta'agk of Pandora Station, went to 
the city of Gnaarmok: apparently there was quite some trouble there with a 
religious sect, who had taken over most of the city!



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USS Valkyrie Status Report, February 2007, by Rick Clogston

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USS Valkyrie - NCC 78603
2392.10.26 - 2393.01.17

It's that between-missions area that cleans up from a job well done and gets 
some character development going.  Among the loose ends tied up were the 
reinstatement of LtJG Emile Schofield, who also regains his position as 
Chief of CONN, and X'ok PaRel, who is reinstated as CSO and Second Officer, 
with a promotion to Lieutenant.

The Valkyrie experienced two casualties as a result of the mission to 
Te'har.  CONN T'Cal, from a replicater accident, and CSO Fletcher, from the 
Te'hari plague.  We also bid a sad farewell to First Officer Simon Byrne, 
but were also able to congratulate him on the renewal of his wedding vows 
with ship's schoolteacher Juanita Byrne.  Mr. Byrne has since resigned his 
commission in Starfleet, and the happy couple and their two children, Carlos 
and Isabella, were last seen disembarking on Pandora Station.  (Jon Hardy 
will continue to serve on the Valkyrie as Operations Officer LtJG Argl.)

It was also a month for reunions.  Ensign J'n'ala Foster was briefly 
reunited with her adoptive father, Lance Foster, who brought Schofield and 
PaRel back.  Also, a member of Mr. Foster's crew, Falth, was very briefly 
reunited with his ex-wife, Grytta, who happens to be the manager of Guido's. 
Finally, Schofield and PaRel were reunited with the women they love, Ensign 
Anita Alvarez and CMO Brigit MacKenzie respectively.

Ensign Will Masters lost out on a bid to adopt a Te'hari boy whose life he 
helped save.  After much deliberation, it was decided that Makrid Jolin's 
short-term memory would be wiped and he would be placed with a couple of 
fellow Te'hari plague survivors.

After spending Christmas and New Years together on Pandora Station, CONN 
Schofield and Ensign Alvarez made a trip to Earth, where they got married. 
Accompanying them were 2O PaRel and CMO MacKenzie.  No word yet on their 
activities, except that Mr. PaRel served as best man at the 
Schofield/Alvarez nuptials.

As of mid-January 2393, the Valkyrie remains docked at Pandora Station 
awaiting orders.



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USS Atlantis Status Report, February 2007, by Ben Versteegt.

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Stardates:

- 2393.01.08

Locations of the (crew of the) USS Atlantis:

- (Holding position at 3 AU from) the planet Acebi, which is the fourth 
planet of the Aorya system in the Gamma Quadrant.

Summary:

- 2393.01.08

Having been arrested for committing the worst crime possible on the planet 
Acebi (lying), the Away Team members found themselves overpowered by 
Adjudicators. After waking up in their cell, they quickly noticed that their 
equipment (comm. badges, tricorders, phasers and the Doctor's medkit) were 
missing. In addition, their fake necklaces and pendants, which had been 
replicated to allow the team to pose as Acebi citizens, had been replaced by 
real ones. It didn't take long for the Away Team to figure out that telling 
a lie was immediately punished by a rather painful electrical shock. Trying 
to remove the necklaces, which caused the shocks, resulted in a jolt as 
well.

When the Adjudicators came to question their prisoners, the Away Team 
members obviously couldn't tell the truth about their identities. Tellingthe 
Adjudicators that they actually came from a starship that was hiding 
somewhere in this system, could influence this pre-warp civilisations 
drastically. The Prime Directive applied here; they couldn't tell the truth.

But they couldn't lie, either. Deception of any kind was impossible, since 
the necklaces worked as an advanced lie detector and would zap the wearer 
senseless if he or she told a lie or wasn't being honest. Despite their 
predicament, however, the members of the Away Team kept their calm and tried 
to find a way out of the Temple of Truth they were being held in. Their 
planning turned out to be unnecessary, because, much to their own surprise, 
they were set free by the Adjudicators not long after they had been 
captured. The Adjudicators assured the Away Team that they would be under 
close surveillance, though. If they told another lie, the necklaces would 
punish them, so there was no further need to keep them in prison.

And so the Away Team was released into the unfamiliar streets of an Acebi 
city. Without their comm. badges and the rest of their equipment, the team 
was unable to contact the Borhyas in orbit, or the Atlantis. Furthermore, 
they feared that the Adjudicators might succeed in figuring out how to use 
the Starfleet equipment... If that happened, the Prime Directive would be 
broken. But the team couldn't go back to the Temple of Truth and just 
retrieve their equipment; what chance did five unarmed Starfleet officers 
have against an entire contingent of armed Adjudicators?

Now, the Away Team tries to blend in as well as possible, while trying to 
find out where exactly they are... And how to get back to the Atlantis.

The Atlantis, meanwhile, also wasn't devoid of trouble. An ion storm had 
formed and was sweeping through the system. The planet Acebi would be 
well-protected from the storm due to its atmosphere and magnetic field, and 
the Atlantis would be able to weather the storm as well, thanks to its 
advanced shields. The Borhyas, however, would not be so lucky. Holding 
position in a high orbit around Acebi, the unmanned Gamma Flyer was running 
without its shields up. Without shields, the small craft would be severely 
damaged by the storm. In an effort to prevent this from happening, 
Lieutenant Rofellian and Ensign Andrusia took a Runabout and quickly made 
their way towards the Borhyas to raise its shields manually.

Just before the storm hit the Atlantis, an Arrow class Runabout dropped out 
of Transwarp. Aboard this Transwarp Runabout, the USS Trill, was Lieutenant 
Una Andersson, CONN and former 2O of the Atlantis. She was coming back to 
the ship after an absence of a few months. Just in time, too, because 
Andersson's piloting skills came in handy when the storm hit the Atlantis 
heavier than predicted. When, fifteen minutes later, the storm had passed, 
the Atlantis turned out to have weathered the storm with relative ease; only 
a few systems had been damaged, and there were few injuries.



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Pandora Station Status Report, February 2007, by Rob Versteegt.

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Location of (the crew of) Pandora Station:
- Pandora Station, in orbit of Pandora II
- In a Delta Flyer, on the way down, and in the oceans of Pandora II.
- Poseidon Station.

Stardates:

2392.12.23
2392.12.31
2393.01.01
2393.01.13
2393.01.16

Summary:

2392.12.23:
Mellisa Kinnard and Koda Nerfertii continued talking about what kind of 
interesting things happened on Pandora Station. The two of them made plans 
to start a tour around the Station.
Also, STC Jaal and Engineering Officer Gnone from the Valkyrie had a 
discussion about. . . dancing and ballet: something the Valkyrie Petty 
Officer seemed to enjoy.

2392.12.31:
Pandora Station's STC, Lieutenant Jaal, and the Calhoun's -detained- CSO, 
Lieutenant DeTroyes, had a conversation about the horrors of Klingons, 
different points of view, and what effects travelling over one hundred years 
in the future had on your social life. . .

2393.01.01:
It's the first of January in the new year! All across the Station, people 
celebrated this change of dates: Lieutenant Nerell saw his sister, Tessa 
Elan, again and introduced her to his girlfriend, Ensign Jyll. Elsewhere on 
the Station, Valkyrie officers Schofield and Alvarez decided they would get 
married soon. . .

2393.01.13:
CEO Morabulu was devastated when he found out that his girlfriend, EO 
Kirsten Latesse, had requested to temporarily join the Odyssey in order to 
help them out with a mission.

2393.01.16:
When CSO Lieutenant Vrass received a message from Mr. Bati, the civilian 
scientist in charge of Pandora II's underwater base, Poseidon Station, he 
immediately contacted Captain Denorian, to ask him for permission to go down 
to Poseidon. Apparently, Dr. Bati had found something important, and felt 
that Vrass needed to know about that. Denorian gave permission to use a 
Delta Flyer -adapted to sustain the pressure- and take STC Lieutenant Jaal 
and AAO Ensign Ja'al with him. Down on Poseidon Station, after some comments 
about the names of the STC and AAO looking alike, Dr. Bati showed the three 
officers some artefacts they had collected. Apparently, these artefacts were 
of the same alloy as the tablet which -then Commander- Jalando and his team 
had found on Pandora II's ocean floor, about a year and a half ago. But that 
wasn't all: the markings on one of these artefacts seemed to be similar to 
those of the tablet!

Just when two scientists thought that this couldn't get any better -and when 
the STC thought that this couldn't get any worse-, Dr. Bati revealed that he 
had an even great surprise in store for them. . .

In the meantime, Federation Tribune Reporter Iana Darnena was thinking of 
asking Captain Denorian to allow her to take a Delta Flyer to Poseidon 
Station as well. After all, she smelled a great article here. . .



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Public Relations Status Report, February 2007, by Rob Versteegt.

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Yes people. . . just to be original, I just won't be original this report! 
Indeed, I know you all are expecting a wildly original report, in which I 
conceal all the things that have to appear in this status report, but that 
wouldn't be original anymore, now would it? Since I've done that again and 
again. So. . . here's the original, not original PR Status Report!

How many people found us in February 2007, and where? Well, we received 7 
signups, of which 2 were the same: that leaves 6 signups.

Now, where and how did those 6 people find us?

1: Google or any other search engine.
2: Via a friend. (thanks!)
1: Unknown
2: Via a PR link.

Oooh! This might just be the first time in FF history that more people were 
found via a friend or a PR link, than via google or any other search engine. 
People, keep telling your friends and family about us! :-)

Now comes the traditional part where I urge you all to vote. So. . . vote at 
www.frontierfleet.net/comm/vote ! There. . . Did it help? Did you vote?

That's it again for this month. See you all next month!

Regs,
An original, unoriginal Rob.



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SF Academy Status Report, February 2007, by Martin Miller.

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Active Instructors: (6)

Chief Instructor Sedaq, played by Adrian Rodd.
Instructor Aaron Mackinee, played by Martin Miller.
Instructor Dorvan Lar, played by Rick Clogston.
Instructor Vivienne Creenan, played by Rob Versteegt.
Instructor Joseph Thatcher, played by Blayne Welsh.
Instructor Tamlyn Marilus Nakamura-Gordon, played by Ann Montague.

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Instructors Leaving: (1)

Instructor Kembra Iarin, played by Scott Rick.

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New Instructors: (2)

Chantal Gaudiano (In Training)
Jeroen Nagtegaal (In Training)

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New Signups: 7 (1 entered the Academy)

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Individual Cadets: (4)

Cadet Tanis Ver'Karos, played by Tony Ver'Karos (Bobby)(Since 9th of 
October)
Cadet Arron Drexel, played by Elijah Caswell (Bobby)(Since 9th of January)
Cadet Polean Drenden, played by Polean Drenden (Martin)(Since 28th of 
January)
Cadet Ryan Stabler, played by Michael Stevens (Rick)(Since 5th of February)

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Graduates: (0)

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Cadets lost: (1)

Cadet Josentier Minosa, Lester Frothinger

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AcadCM Comments:

It has been a slow month so not much activity, however we still have two 
Instructors in training and two Instructors waiting and ready to go which is 
very good news.

Hopefully we will have some graduated cadets soon as its been awhile since 
we had any. I'd like to say thank you for the Acad Instructors for there 
continued support and I hope to keep working alongside you all for many 
months to come.

That about covers all the points for this month, I look forward to what 
March will bring us so till then have a good month.

Cheers,
Martin
Admiral Elizabeth Anyanka.



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Promotions in February 2007, by Rob Versteegt.

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>From Lieutenant Junior Grade to full Lieutenant:



2O/CSO Lt.jg X'ok PaRel, played by Rick Clogston => 2O/CSO Lieutenant X'ok 
PaRel, USS Valkyrie.





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Posting Stats, February 2007, by Rob Versteegt.

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Calhoun players:



Adrian Rodd: 9 (Cal 9)

Kelley MacKinnon: 1 (Cal 1)

Laura Elliot: 5 (Cal 5)

Mark O'Bannon: 3 (Cal 2, Panda 1)

Aaron DeLay: 0

Jake Hanlon: 4 (Cal 4)

Benjamin Ditch: 3 (Cal 3)

Brad Wells: 4 (Cal 4)



USS Odyssey players:



Rob Versteegt: 39 (Cal 5, Ody 20, Valk 4, Atly 7, Panda 3)

Martin Miller: 7 (Ody 5, Atly 1, Panda 1)

Guido Dorssers: 4 (Ody 4)

Rob Verlinden: 6 (Ody 6)

Daniel Balding: 5 (Cal 1, Ody 4)

Jovan Gegov: 4 (Ody 4)

Jeroen Nagtegaal: 6 (Ody 6)

Chantal Whittington: 0

Jamie Davison: 2 (Ody 2)

Matt Juro: 1 (Ody 1)



USS Valkyrie players:



Dennis Church: 4 (Valk 4)

Jonathan Hardy: 5 (Valk 5)

Richard Clogston: 26 (Valk 20, Panda 6)

Ann Montague: 4 (Valk 4)

Nick Bartkowiak: 0

Ruben Hilbers: 16 (Valk 15, Panda 1)

Don Draper: 4 (Valk 4)

Blayne Welsh: 4 (Valk 4)

Abby Leib: 2 (Valk 2)

Kelly Power: 7 (Valk 7)

Jaap Marsman: 1 (Valk 1)



USS Atlantis players:



David Susman: 14 (Ody 4, Atly 7, Panda 3)

Ben Versteegt: 10 (Ody 4, Atly 4, Panda 2)

Bram Peeters: 20 (Cal 2, Ody 6, Atly 7, Panda 5)

Chantal Sellers: 0

Alonzo Soban: 3 (Atly 3)

Patrick Buidin: 0

Morgan Kadar: 7 (Atly 7)

Peter Pitrilli: 0

Larry Ostwald: 4 (Atly 4)

Tim Mottishaw (Skeeter): 1 (Atly 1)

Hanna Brunefeldt: 2 (Atly 2)



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Legendary Post, by Rob Verlinden.

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In last month's Tribune I featured a very long post from the recent Odyssey 
mission. Kelley Mackinnon (the Calhoun FO) made me aware of the fact that 
there have been much longer posts on the USS Calhoun. She selected one of 
the longest posts for this month's edition. It's at least twice as long, 16 
pages, 6868 words. This must be the *longest* post in FF history. Thanks 
Kelley for sending it to me!

This post is from episode 007, during June 2002. Counselor Trissay and 2O 
Summers are kidnapped by the Kazon, but the ship they are held in crashes on 
an uninhabited planet. The two officers are in constant danger to be found 
by the Kazon or the treacherous Ensign Tim Lynch. For weeks they survive in 
very harsh circumstances.

Subject line: 2O/STC Summers / Couns. Trissay

(Alien world - 2390.10.17, sometime at night)

Dawn had lost total track of time to the point where there was just night 
and day. She had even lost track of how long the Kazon had her tied to the 
tree. The guard had tried twice to take advantage of her but she had kicked 
out her bound legs and threatened to call out for the Maje, the guard had 
ceased and pretty much given into to staring and dreams.

Dawns hands were burning as she could feel infection seep into them but she 
never said a word. The voices were all over her and she had to struggle to 
show no emotion. She knew now that Zela's death was her fault. Zela's death, 
the crew of the Pharaoh... Her emotions and morals had killed them all. Her 
bad decisions, she was useless and dangerous, no matter how good her 
intentions were.

She had changed in the matter of hours that she had been tied to the tree. 
>From defiant to whatever it was she was now. She wasn't even sure of herself 
any more. She had killed Zela. Dawn hadn't even known she had fallen asleep 
with these thoughts when she heard the sound of a phaser. She lifted her 
sore head slightly. She noticed quickly her right eye was swollen shut, she 
didn't care. She saw movement but couldn't place it.

Someone touched Dawn. She looked up, all the fight gone from her tired body. 
She froze as she saw Zela's face. She was seeing ghost now, she had truly 
gone mad.

"You're alive?." She whispered.

"Shh, yes, I'm alive, I'm so pleased to see you, wait, I'll get you free, 
just hold on, you're free, everything's all right. . ." The words tumbled 
from Zela's and Dawn noticed she was crying. Dawn just sat in shock, trying 
to let the information set in. Setting the phaser to a low setting and the 
narrowest possible beam, Zela fumbled to cut Dawn free. She had freed her 
legs, and was just beginning on her arms, when a cry rang out from behind 
her.

Zela freed her and grab bed a hold of her hand dragging her out of the area, 
pausing only to pick up the phaser rifle and a knife of the dead Kazon. Pain 
laced through Dawn but she followed, not sure if she was dreaming or awake. 
When they were safe they fell to the ground. Dawn sat and looked at Zela, 
trying to figure out if it was a dream. A tear made its way down her cheek 
as she reached out and touched Zela's hand.

"You're..... How?" Dawn looked confused.

~It's a dream, you killed her, now she will forever haunt you.~

"I'm just so happy to see you," Zela managed between sobs. "I just. . . I'm. 
."

" I saw you fall. I shouldn't have taken you out on the ....." Dawn had 
tears following down her face now. She was beside herself, part shock and 
part joy.


Zela looked at her, and actually smiled. It was the first real smile which 
had come to her lips in countless days. She knew she was a sorry sight, with 
her messy hair filled with earth, twigs, dust and probably insects, her 
unhealed wounds in her chest and legs, her torn uniform slung over one 
shoulder, and her ribs showing, but at that moment she felt only relief and 
a deep, pure joy at seeing Dawn again. Her tears were merely tears of 
combined joy, shock and weariness. She put her head against Dawn's shoulder 
and cried, letting the tears wash her clean of all that she... all that they 
had both - been through. . .

Dawn wrapped her arms around Zela, but the confusion was still plain on her 
face. Confusion, and guilt.

~This is her ghost, here to make you feel worse. Her death is on your hands 
Dawn Summers. Yours and Tim's. ~

"I know." she said and patted Zela gently on the back. Even if it was a 
ghost or a dream it was better than being alone or having nightmares. The 
voices became silent. Dawn pulled away from Zela, wiping the tears away from 
her own eyes.

"I'm sorry... I didn't" Dawn turned away and started crying. "It's all my 
fault, we shouldn't have gone across the ledge. I wish I could take it back 
and you would still be alive." She whispered now. "It's all my fault, I 
killed them all."

She buried her head in her knees rocking slightly. In the shadows, the form 
that had been following Dawn smiled...

Blinking away her own tears, Zela took Dawn in her arms, and gently 
whispered words of comfort, just so they could both feel they were no longer 
alone, they were both alive, and safe. . .

Dawn's words, however, had left the Counselor worried and more than a little 
afraid. Dawn was obviously confused, and seemed to believe Zela was dead, 
despite seeing her alive.

The Orion ever so gently put her hand beneath Dawn's chin, and lifted her 
head and looked into her eyes. "You've got nothing to be sorry for, Dawn," 
she whispered, and managed a smile.

"You've been incredibly brave. I'm alive, Dawn. Touch me; you'll see, I'm 
real, I'm here. And if it hadn't been f or you, I would never have 
survived." Softly, she put her hand on Dawn's cheek, and brushed away the 
tears. "If you hadn't been with me, I wouldn't even have survived that first 
day. You've kept me alive, Dawn. So don't blame yourself," she added, tears 
stinging her eyes again, "please don't blame yourself. . ."

~She is confusing you,~ the voice mocked, ~playing with you do not listen.~

Dawn looked up to Zela. "You weren't ready for the ledge."

Zela took Dawn's hand, and again gently helped her to her feet. "To me, 
you're a hero," she said forcefully. "My life-keeper spirit," she added with 
a smile, quoting Orion mythology. "But now we both need to stay alive. The 
Kazon will be looking for us. Come on, I'll take you somewhere they won't 
find us. . . We'll be all right. . . Can you walk? It's not very far. . ."

"I am alright."

"I've got a lot to tell you," Zela added. She took a few steps, and winced. 
The old wounds left by the beast's teeth in her legs were hurting again, and 
she found she could only limp. She knew the pain would pass again fairly 
soon, but it hadn't exactly chosen an ideal moment to surge up. . . "I know 
more about the  elementals. . . I mean, the water and earth beings. There 
are air beings, too. I'll tell you about them."

As she was talking, she checked she still had all her belongings, and 
realized suddenly she had left her spear behind in the Kazon camp. Damn. . . 
It would have come in useful, if only to lean on until the pain in her legs 
subsided.


Dawn sensed the discomfort Zela was feeling as they walked. She looked down 
to the counselor's leg and saw the mark of the creature that had bit her 
ever so long ago. If she was a ghost why would she be limping and in 
discomfort.

~To fool you, Dawn. To fool you.~

It took them longer than Zela had expected to get back to her cave, the 
small cave she had been living in, half hidden by the forest's dense 
vegetation. It led down into the corridors, but Zela had never gone down 
that way, remaining cautiously just in the entrance.

Once inside, and therefore in relative safety, she helped Dawn to sit down, 
then leaned against a rock wall, catching her breath.

"You stay here," she told Dawn after a short while. "I'll go and fetch some 
food and water, and. . . and find out whether the Kazon are around," she 
added, trying to sound brave. "You need to rest, and build up your strength. 
When I get back, I'll tell you about the elementals."

Dawn did not reply. If this wasn't Zela, then perhaps it was one of the 
elementals helping her, bringing her food and water. Whatever the case, food 
would be coming. Dawn stood and moved outside of the cave.

Without really waiting to hear Dawn's reply, Zela left the cave once more. 
There was a small pond nearby, fed by an underground stream and therefore 
containing fresh, non-stagnant water. She also managed to find a fruit tree, 
then, firmly quieting her feeling of disgust, she hunted for grubs.

All in all, it took her about quarter of an hour. Now that the Kazon knew 
she was still alive, and would be out actively searching for her, she felt 
renewed fear at being discovered, but fortunately she encountered no Kazon 
guards. She eventually made her way back to the small cave, the small skin 
pouch tied to her waist and filled with water, her uniform pockets stuffed 
full of wriggling grubs, and her arms heavily laden with fruit. She had 
wanted to gather as much as she could, so as to avoid leaving the cave too 
much over the following days.


~ Despite myself, I've become a survivor, ~ she thought grimly, as she 
neared her fragile sanctuary once more. But she knew she probably wouldn't 
be able to survive much longer on this planet.

The question was, was the Delta One crew still looking for them? That 
question had been tormenting her for countless days. Gradually, hope had 
slipped away, as she fell into the routine and instinct of survival, but 
still it remained in a corner of her mind. That hope, too, was ultimately 
what kept her alive. . .

Dawn looked at the grub for a long moment then to Zela. "How long have you 
been eating those?" She asked.

Zela shuddered.

"Far too long. . . But I've been avoiding them recently. I've been eating 
fewer and fewer of them. . . If I have to eat another one, I think I'll be 
sick. . ."

Dawn could tell just by looking at the counselor that her diet was as thin 
as the one Dawn had been living off of, but they could not afford to keep a 
diet of grub. They offered the energy they needed and satisfied some what 
the hunger, but they did not give the body half the supplements it needed to 
survive. Besides, Dawn knew she would never be able to get another one down. 
She did however eat the offered fruit and water.

"I will hunt tomorrow and get us some real meat or we will not last much 
longer." She stared at Zela for a long time.

~Don't let her stop you from killing your enemies. You have done so well, 
nearly eliminated all of them. Remember she is just a ghost.~

Tomorrow, while I am out hunting I will hunt as well for Tim and the Maje. 
She had no idea why she suddenly felt guilty in front of the ghost that was 
Zela. Dawn knew she had already stepped way out of the boundaries of the 
prime directive. Both her and Zela knew Dawn would have been able to survive 
perfectly well with out murdering the Kazon she had. The only thing the 
counselor didn't know was how satisfying those kills had been and how she 
longed for more Kazon blood.

Dawn quickly shook her head and stood, scrambling away from the counselor. 
She needed air; where the heck had that last though come from. She longed 
for no ones blood. She was a survivor not a killer.

~No. ..~ The voice said and proceeded to run each kill through her head. 
~You are actually very talented at it Dawn Summers.~

"STOP" She yelled out covering her ear and sinking to her knees. She took a 
few minutes to recover. She knew Zela was standing behind her. She just 
stayed kneeling looking away.

"Dawn. . . What is it?" Zela asked, very softly. "I'm here with you now, I 
can help. Just tell me; I'll do what I can. . ."


Dawn did not answer.

"Tell me about these elementals?"

The Counselor nodded. She didn't want to force information out of Dawn. Her 
friend would come to her if and when she felt the need, on her own terms. . 
.

"The elementals really are trying to help us," she explained. "As I said, 
there are air elementals, too. They stopped my fall in the chasm, saved my 
life. . .

Then the water and earth elementals helped, by giving me water, and plants 
to stop my wounds from getting infected. . . "Her voice was shaking very 
slightly as she remembered. "So they are on our side. . . But they can't do 
everything, of course. . . They're just trying to help us as best they can. 
. ."

"They have been feeding me, fruit, for the last while, but I had stopped 
eating for a couple of days. We are going to need to start a proper diet or 
we will not survive. ."

~And you will have to kill the rest of the Kazon.~

"No." She told the voice simply. "Tomorrow I will hunt. You will look for 
more fruit and I will make us another gurney. Once we are set we can move 
on." She was quiet for a long time. She would in fact find Tim first and 
kill him, then the Maje.

~That's my girl.~

"I thought you dead." Dawn said simply. "I had given up hope..."

Zela sat down beside her friend. "I know it's hard to believe. . . But we're 
both alive, and. . . and everything's going to be fine. We'll make sure we 
stay alive. All right?"

Dawn nodded, afraid to speak.

"Dawn, do you know if there's a way we can get off this planet? Any way?"

"No you destroyed the only ship. I probably could have figured out how to 
pilot it. But then getting past the warship would have been a problem."

Zela didn't answer immediately. Truth be told, she was thinking about what 
would happen if they had to stay here much longer. Dawn's sanity was quite 
obviously and frightening being eroded. ~ I have to help her cling to 
reality. . . Focus on survival. . . ~

"We're going to stay away from the Kazon," Zela said at last. Suddenly, 
without quite realizing it, she had become the one making decisions. Despite 
her wounds and malnourishment, she was, for now, in a better shape than 
Dawn. . . and the Counselor felt it was up to her to protect the two of 
them. Hopefully not for long, of course. . . Just until someone rescued 
them. . .

~ Or until we're both dead. . . ~

~ No, ~ she told herself firmly. ~ That won't happen ! We'll make sure of 
it...~

"We're going to stay away from the Kazon," she repeated, "and wait until our 
crewmates find us. They will, eventually," she said, trying to sound as 
though she believed it. "For now, though, you need to eat, and then sleep. 
I'll stay awake and guard the cave while you rest. . ."

She stood, and winced at the pain in her legs, but smiled down reassuringly 
at her friend.

"I've not been sleeping Zela. Nor am I able too. I'll stay...." Suddenly the 
ground began to rumble and became unsteady. Dawn thought for a moment that 
it might be a worm, but the whole ground was shaking this time. It was an 
earth quake. They had to get away from the cave. Dawn did not need to tell 
Zela, grabbing a hold of her friends arm as they moved away. Some of the 
weaker trees fell around them. The narrowly avoided a few. They stopped 
running when the ground stopped shaking.

~Dawn duck.~ Warned the voice. Dawn quickly threw Zela to the ground and 
fell on top of her, a phaser shot hitting the tree above them, pulling out 
her knife she spun around.  Tim and two Kazon came towards them.

"Oh today is my lucky day." Dawn said and flipped to her feet. Tim motioned 
for the two Kazon to fire but Dawn split the small distance before they had 
the chance and charged into the first Kazon her knife sliding into his 
stomach. His warm inviting blood spilt over onto her hands. She used his 
body as a shield as the other one fired. She threw the knife at the standing 
Kazon hitting him in the chest. The man fell to the ground. She looked to 
Tim. Moving to recover her knife. She pulled it out of his chest.

"Now you die." She said.

"Dawn. . ." Zela cautioned fearfully, but neither of the two paid her the 
slightest attention. "Dawn, don't. . . Please."

"You're getting pretty good at death, Chief. I think you are actually better 
than I am."

"Shut up Tim." She said moving slowly forward. Tim was moving back keeping a 
distance watching the knife.

"Dawn!" Zela put in, her voice sharp and urgent. "You don't want to kill 
him; you know you don't!" She pointed her phaser, set on stun, straight at 
Lynch, then glanced at her friend. "You can drop your knife now, Dawn. . . 
You know you don't want to hurt anyone. . ."

"Oh she will really try hard to kill me Zela. By the way I am so glad Dawn 
was wrong about you. Has Dawn told you what she's been up to since you 
disappeared. Ask her why blood stains her hands. Ask her how well she kept 
up the Prime Directive in you...."

Dawn lunged at him and the two of them were running. Dawn to kill him, Tim 
for his life. Dawn had no idea where Zela was.

~Catch him Dawn Summers. If you kill him then Zela's ghost will be alive. ~ 
It made no sense but Dawn believed it. Dawn lunged and caught one of  Tim's 
feet. He fell to the ground and kicked out , hitting her in the shoulder.

" So it comes down to you and I." He said. Dawn did not reply. She though 
only for a second about where Zela might be before the two engaged in 
combat.


Zela began to run just half a second after the two of them; she had been 
taken utterly by surprise. The problem was, they were both so much faster 
than her; she was limping, half stumbling as she ran, breathing hard and 
painfully. . .

They exchanged a quick round of blows before Dawn even realized she had lost 
her knife.

~He will die better from you hands anyway Dawn Summers.~

"Yes."

The fight was vicious but Dawn found herself enjoying it as she watched Tim 
weaken during it. He had never really been in a battle for his life. . . She 
had.

She caught his punch and trapped his arm throwing him to the ground. Her 
hand wrapped around his neck, legs pinning his arms down. She squeezed.

Zela rushed onto the scene of the confrontation, and found Dawn busily and 
viciously squeezing the life out of Lynch.

"NO!!" the Counselor yelled, and ran forward. She stumbled, fell flat on her 
face, then scrambled to her feet and ran towards Dawn.

Dawn didn't hear her. She had to kill Tim. ~Yes kill him.~

Zela grabbed her arm, and tried to pull her away from Tim's neck. ~ Damn, 
but she's strong. . . ~

She felt the counselor grab her arms and try to peel them off. Dawn 
resisted.

"Dawn!" Zela pleaded. "Lieutenant Summers! You're a Starfleet officer, 
you're a sentient being! You don't want to kill him! Please, please listen 
to me! This isn't you; you don't want to do it! Think about it! Listen to 
me! Dawn, please!"

Dawn held on for a few more seconds, Zela's words sinking in. She 
reluctantly let Tim  go. He spun around and kicked her then ran off. Dawn 
remained kneeling on the ground. She offered no explanation to Zela, nor did 
she even speak. She just watched Tim run off. Fighting hard with herself not 
to follow and finish the job. She was shaking hard.

Zela touched her gently, then kneeled down and, again, put her arms round 
her, comforting her.

"It's all right," she whispered softly, "it's all over, everything's fine. . 
. Breathe in deep, go on, you'll be all right. . . Breathe deep, it'll help 
you calm down. . ."

Dawn took a deep breath but still didn't talk. She needed to get herself 
under control.

For several long seconds, Zela likewise remained silent. Then, slowly, she 
released her friend, and stood. "Can I leave you here for a few minutes?" 
she asked, keeping her voice soft and soothing. "I've got to go and check on 
those two Kazon. . ."

"If they die, they die, it is not our concern."

~She will help them.~

"I know."

"I'll be straight back," the Orion promised. She hesitated, and almost asked 
Dawn about what Lynch had said. About whether she had been murdering the 
Kazon. . . She bit back the words, though, and said nothing. Silently, she 
made her way back to where the two guards had fallen.

She found one sitting leaning against a tree, clutching the wound in his 
chest and gasping. His red face was pale, almost pink, and his eyes widened 
as he saw the Orion come towards him. He fumbled for a weapon at his belt, 
but Zela quickly lifted her hands, palms outwards.

"I'm not here to hurt you. . ."

He glared at her suspiciously.

"I promise," she said, managing a smile. "I can try to help you. . ."

"You stay away from me!" the Kazon snarled. He glanced at his fallen 
comrade, who still lay sprawled motionless on the ground. "And from him too! 
Run, little girl, run off into the forest! We'll find you eventually, you 
and your crazy friend. . ."

Zela shivered.

"You're wounded. I've got some plants which could. . ."

With a great effort, the man heaved him self up, using the tree as support. 
He grimaced in pain, then looked at her angrily. "You'd try to kill us!"

"No, I wouldn't!" she answered, feeling strangely hurt by his words. "I'm 
sorry about what happened, but Dawn was just defending her life and mine. 
But I don't want to harm you any more; really, I don't. . ."

"She won't try and kill you. It's me you have to worry about." Dawn raised 
her rifle and fired twice, not paying attention to Zela yelling at her. Dawn 
offered no explanation and sat down. She could see Zela looking at her 
accusingly.


"Relax it was a light stun setting. You can help them without getting 
yourself hurt." Dawn sat down on one of the fallen trees, resting both hands 
on her legs and looking to the ground. It was all she had not kill either of 
them. Her finger remained on the trigger of the phaser and it would take 
little time to change the heading. She put the phaser rifle back on her 
back. She looked to Zela who was still looking at her.

"Hurry please." She said.

Zela nodded and moved to help the injured Kazon. Dawn almost foamed at the 
mouth watching. She eventually turned away.

~You disappoint me, Dawn Summers.~

"Why, because I'm not listening to you."

~Yes, we both know you want to listen to me. I guess neither of us realized 
the impact the counselor would have on you. You hated her did you not?~

"Once."

~And now.~

"She is a friend."

~You must separate from her and finish what you started.~

"She will not survive."

~She is holding you back.~

"She is holding me together. You have no idea the trouble I am in already."

~You were surviving.~

"Yes."

~It was you or the Kazon, it still is. You just became the hunter that is 
all.~

"Yes."

~Then you must continue.~

Dawn was silent for a long time. She didn't even know Zela was finished nor 
that she had approached until the counselor had laid a hand on her shoulder. 
Dawn jumped.

"They will live." Dawn said flatly. Zela nodded.

"Yes, they will. At least, they won't die from the knife wounds. But. . . we 
can't just leave them here. You realize that, don't you? We have to bring 
them to the Kazon camp."

"We have to leave here, we will not return them anywhere."

Zela frowned. ~ You've changed, Dawn, ~ she thought but did not say. ~ And 
that frightens me. . .~

"If we leave them here, they might be killed by wild animals before they 
wake up. We'd be abandoning them to their deaths. We have to take them back 
to their own people! We can leave them just outside the camp, then shout to 
let the other Kazon know, then run before they-"

Dawn grabbed Zela by the arm. "We will not be returning them anywhere. Do 
you have any idea what will happen to me if we go near that camp. That Maje 
wants to torture me Zela, as much as I want to kill him. If not I will be 
shot on sight. These men are better now. They will find their way back when 
they wake."

"Not if they're dead!" Zela countered, her voice hard. "We have to watch 
over them, at least until the effects of the stun blasts wear off. . ."

Dawn sighed. "I can't stay with them." She said simply. "I will kill them, I 
lust to kill them now. We must go."

Zela bit her lip.

"Dawn, I think you. . . you should go and find us a new place to hide. Not a 
cave; there might be another earthquake. But. . . somewhere. Then come back 
here to lead me there. I'll be staying here until these Kazon get up and 
leave." She looked into Dawn's eyes. "I think it's best that way. . . don't 
you?"

Dawn looked at Zela for a long moment a slight flicker of betrayal in her 
eyes. She knew the counselor had chosen the Kazon over her. At least that's 
what the voice told her. ~See you made that mistake of trusting again Dawn. 
You know what happens when you trust. You always get hurt.~

Dawn shook her head. Deep down she knew it wasn't betrayal, it was the way 
Zela was. Dawn bit her lip and left the area. She was planning on going far 
away, submitting to the voice in her head, but instead she stopped a runs 
way away from the camp. Enough, that she could control herself.

~Leave her Dawn, She choose them over you.~

"No, that is her way.~

~Is it. Those Kazon were out to kill you, you know they will when they get 
their hands on you.~

"yes."

~Kill them.~

"I will wait."

Zela waited until her friend was out of sight, then she slipped her phaser 
into her uniform pocket, and climbed up the nearest tree. Crouched on a 
branch, she looked down at the two motionless guards.

If any wild beast came too close, she would be able to shoot it.

She just hoped the Kazon would wake up soon. . .


Minutes passed. . .

Zela shifted uncomfortably on the large branch she had chosen. At one point, 
one of the unconscious men had stirred slightly, but they were still both 
lying there. Zela moved her legs slightly, careful to keep her balance, 
trying to fight off the cramps.

Then, she heard sound. She tensed.

A large, long-furred, four-legged beast wandered up. Its head was lowered, 
and it was sniffing the ground noisily. Its short-ears pricked up, and it 
looked suddenly towards the two helpless Kazon.

Zela swallowed her, her grip tightened on her phaser. She took aim. . .

The beast moved closer to the Kazon, and placed a heavy paw on one man's 
chest. Its nose pressed against his neck. Still, he didn't wake. . .


Zela fired.

The blast tore through the air, and impacted in the ground a meter away from 
the creature. Missed. It jumped back, alarmed, and then ran off into the 
forest. The two Kazon, however, sat up quickly. They looked at each other.

"She didn't kill us!"

"Did you hear that shot? Or did I imagine-"

"No, I heard it too." The guard helped his friend to his feet. Both were 
obviously still in pain; Zela had been able only to perform the basics of 
first aid. "That Summers female must be here somewhere. . . Toying with us," 
he added with a snarl.

The other Kazon dropped to a half-crouch, his eyes darting round.

"So what do we do?"

Zela held her breath, and sat tensely on her branch. She was beginning to 
wonder whether this had been such a good idea after all. . .

~ Of course it was. If you hadn't stayed , that creature might have killed 
them...~

~ Go away, both of you! ~ she urged silently. ~ Just go away, so I can get 
down from here! ~

Then, her foot slipped.

Dawn had started running at the sound of the phaser. Her heart pumping.

~She's getting what she deserves.~

"Shut up."

Dawn ran into the clearing, both Kazon surrounded Zela who was lying on the 
ground. Dawn didn't even think she just obeyed.

~Kill them.~

Dawn fired twice, this time the phaser no longer on light stun. She hit the 
first one but missed the second who ran off. Dawn started running but 
stopped when she reached Zela's side. It was not the time to run off 
blindly. She avoided Zela's gaze.

"Are you ok?" She asked.

Zela stood painfully, rubbing her ankle. She didn't answer her friend's 
question, but said instead, "The whole point of me staying here was for 
those two to stay alive!"

"I thought they were going to hurt you." She said, but looked down to the 
dead Kazon feeling satisfied.

Zela knelt down, and felt for the man's pulse. There wasn't one.

She looked up at Dawn, the look in her eyes hard and accusing. "He's dead. 
You didn't have to kill him." Her gaze softened slightly as she added, 
"Thank you, though. You've saved me. . . again. But. . ." She glanced at the 
dead Kazon, and bit her lip.

She almost asked how many other Kazon Dawn had killed; murdered,  but 
finally said nothing.

She tried to stand up again, but pain lanced through her, causing her to 
gasp. Her eyes watered, and she touched her ankle, wincing.

I will not apologize, Dawn thought to herself.

~Nor should you.~

"We must move." Dawn helped Zela up, her ankle was slightly twisted, and 
probably a crack bone or strained muscle but now was not the time to examine 
it. Dawn found them a spot, not even realizing it had been the waterfall she 
had originally been at, the days had been a jumble and she could hardly 
remember the past. Neither spoke. Dawn knew Zela wanted to ask her something 
and she had an idea what it was, but Dawn was not ready to answer. She knew 
Zela and if Zela knew what she had done she would relieve her of duty and 
have her arrested as soon as they were rescued. She had almost done so once 
before.

"We will stay here as long as possible."

The Orion nodded wordlessly, and sat down by the water, bathing her swollen 
ankle in the pool. She looked up at the Second Officer, her eyes betraying 
hesitation, a mixture of fear, anger and gratitude.

The counselor started to say something but Dawn raised her hand. " Not now, 
Zela, I'm not ready."

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(alien world - 2390.11.10, 10:00)

Weeks had gone by and Dawn had withdrawn from Zela more and more. The voices 
were constantly talking to her now. She only managed to focus her thoughts 
when Zela asked her something directly or when something needed to be done. 
Dawn had become terrified to leave this area, afraid of her own action 
should she run into the Kazon.

Within the first week Dawn had managed to build them a camouflaged shelter 
and they began to settle into a routine. They had collected several of the 
shells containing the fruit and cut them in half using them for containers. 
They were even becoming familiar with the plants. Quaint one would call it, 
except that Dawn was highly volatile and it worried both of them.

The morning was warm, but hadn't reached hot yet. Dawn had just had a bath 
and was sitting on the side of the pond, waiting for what was left of her 
clothes to dry. She could feel Trissay behind her.

"I killed them." Dawn said after weeks of nothing being mentioned on the 
subject. "I don't know how many. The first attacked me, but then I decided 
not to be hunted. I don't know why. I could have hid out forever, they would 
have never gotten close." She never once looked back to the counselor. "The 
worse part was that I am enjoying the kill, to the point where its almost an 
addiction."

Dawn took a deep breath. "I fight everyday, Zela, not to go out and hunt 
down that traitor and the Kazon. I long to feel their blood on my hands, to 
taste it and it's scaring me. I have never felt like this before and I don't 
understand it. The Cardassians did far worse to me and I never wished to 
harm them like this." She looked over her shoulder to the counselor.

"I don't know what to do. Its not me in here anymore." Then Dawn did 
something she had never done before. "I need help. I'm loosing myself...." 
She said and turned back to the water.

Zela sat down silently beside her. For a short while, she said nothing, as 
she took in what Dawn had just told her. She needed to control her own 
emotions, if she wanted to help her friend. . .

"We're all trying to survive," she said at last. She looked into Dawn's 
eyes. "It's normal that you should feel afraid and guilty about it; that 
proves that you're still who you are. You haven't lost yourself, Dawn. Trust 
me, I'm not just trying to make you feel better."

She paused.

"We've been stuck here for weeks now. Every passing day has been a struggle 
for survival. We've reverted to a more primitive state; we've had to do so. 
We've had to listen to the more animal side within us, she swallowed hard - 
"and allow it in part to guide us. But," she added forcefully, still looking 
straight at the other woman, "we're still in control. You're still yourself, 
Dawn. You're strong, and I know you can keep in control. I'll help you every 
step of the way," she added gently.

For a split second, Zela felt a flicker of fear, as she looked at her 
friend. She was sitting beside someone who had committed murder, and who 
felt torn by a desire to kill. . . But then, another image replaced that 
one. Dawn was her friend, and she needed help. For the first time in a long 
time, she felt fragile, insecure, and Zela was the only person who could 
possibly help her.


~ I won't let you down, my friend, ~ she silently promised.

Dawn shrugged. "It's gone beyond survival for me."

"Maybe we should move further away," Zela suggested, almost in a whisper. 
"Further away from the Kazon. Maybe we should even go back into the 
corridors; they won't find us there, and you won't have to kill them. How 
does that sound?"


"We can not go back into the corridors we both now that. It took me weeks 
just to find a way out. There are no resources down there and I don't think 
I could eat another grub if my life depends on it, and it does." Dawn looked 
away and almost silently added. "Besides that's where it began."

"I'd have liked us to find Lynch," Zela admitted after a short while. "I'd 
have liked to take him back to Delta One, and do my best to help him. But 
now I think we should try to avoid him." She managed a smile. "My first 
priority is to help you, not him."

"Tim is lost to us, we are not getting him back." She said not explaining.


"I don't know whether we should be talking about Lynch," the Orion said. She 
began gathering up their things, piling up their primitive fruit-carved 
containers. She took her uniform from where she had left it on a tree 
branch. It was stained and torn almost to rags. Besides, it was too warm 
here on the planet for her to wear it. She slung it over one shoulder, 
though, refusing for some reason to just leave it behind. "In a way," she 
admitted at last, "I find Lynch fascinating. But not as much as Steven." She 
turned towards Dawn once more, and

smiled. "I dream of Steven more and more, you know. And thinking about him 
helps me cling to. . . reality. Sanity, To my own self. Because I keep on 
hoping and believing I'll see him again one day soon. He'll do all he can to 
find us; I know he will."

She walked over to Dawn, and sat down beside her again.

"Do you dream of Qar? Think of him; it might just help you remember who you 
are. You're the woman he loves, Dawn. You're a kind person, capable of 
wonderful emotions. You're not a murderous beast; I know you. Qar knows you, 
he knows you'll survive this and come through it bravely. I'm sure of it. 
He'll come to help you. You've just got to hang on long enough. Remember the 
days before we got stranded here. That's who you are, Dawn. That's what you 
must cling to. . ."

"I don't sleep Zela. Death haunts me there. There is always a lot of blood 
and horror and I don't go there. I think of Qar all the time, but I don't 
think I will see him again." She reached over and splashed some water over 
her face. "I lost track of time in the tunnels. But I know its been a long 
time. Star Fleet probably doesn't even know we've crashed, they are probably 
trying to find us amongst the Kazon, not here on this god forsaken planet." 
Dawn stood and looked around.

"This is our home for now Zela. The Kazon have not come here since we have 
been here. Regardless of my sanity, we are not leaving. I will not go out 
and hunt them, but god help them if they come here. We will not run any 
more." Dawn made her way to the edge of the clearing.

Zela hesitated.

"We'll discuss it again later, then. . ."

"I am going to set some perimeter traps, something to alert us. Then I will 
show them to you. Then we will continue with your spear lessons." That was 
something else they had worked on. Dawn had made a short supply of spears 
and went on with teaching Zela how to hunt and fight with one. It was just a 
couple days ago that she had caught their latest creature. Dawn could tell 
Zela had not been happy about it though.




As for fighting with the spear Zela had improved a lot, using it as a 
quarter staff. Dawn just wondered if she would ever use it.

The Orion almost objected, but then swallowed back the words before they 
could escape her lips. She didn't want to use a spear; she feared it was 
changing her in a way she didn't at all like, turning her into a potential 
killer" but the spear lessons would keep Dawn's mind off her own problems.

She nodded, then suggested,

"Maybe you should rest a little before you set the traps. I don't want you 
to accidentally hurt yourself. . ."

"I don't know if I will be ok Zela, but I will be able to handle putting up 
traps and returning here." Dawn smiled slightly and worked in the distance 
collecting and building. She really had come to call this area home, more 
than she would admit to Zela. She was not leaving because of the Kazon.

~You are weak.~

"Really, I've managed to resist you haven't I."

~We have been silent waiting for you to make the right decision.~

"I have Zela comes first."

~The revenge is not out of the picture.~

"Never."

If the voices had a face she could have sworn they would be smiling.

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The Federation Tribune Competition.

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And here we are, with the result of the last Federation Tribune's 
competition! Yes Sirry, everyone's looking forward to this result. But 
before I announce the winner, I'd like to share with your something 
interesting. You see, question nr. 7 in the last competition was this:



What happened to Lieutenant Fletcher?



With this, I meant Lieutenant Fletcher from the Valkyrie. What I didn't 
realise until later, was that in the Atlantis Status Report, there was a 
Lieutenant Fletcher was well! So I had created a trick question which I 
didn't even realise until later! And the only person who had answered this 
trick question (in other words, both those questions) correctly, was. . . 
Bram!



Too bad for Bram though, the Bonus Question was the one who had the final 
say in the matter. In that bonus question, I asked how many people would 
respond to that quiz. Three people did: Ben, Bram and Brad. Ben said that 
there would be two people responding, Bram said that there would be four 
people responding, and Brad said that there would be. . . indeed, three 
people responding.



So the winner of last month's quiz is, again, Brad! Congratulations, Brad!



Now, don't let this stop anyone else from competing in this quiz!



Question 1: Who got married?



Question 2: How many people found FF via friends?



Question 3: Who took a Runabout to the Borhyas?



Question 4: Who wrote this month's legendary post?



Question 5: And how many pages was it long?



Question6: How many cadets were graduated in February?



Question 7: What's happening in the village of Gnaarmok?



Question 8: Two officers and a civilian from the Calhoun were now returned. 
By whom were they taken?



Question 9: Who is Morabulu's girlfriend?



Question 10: PaRel was promoted. . . to what?



Bonus Question: What kind of articles will we see in the next issue of the 
Federation Tribune? Will we just see the usual, or will we see other 
articles as well? If so, what would those articles be?  (Yes, this is a 
difficult question, isn't it? You can of course decide about the outcome of 
this question: just send in some articles!)



Have fun in answering those questions, and I'll see you next month! Oh, and 
have the answers (and articles, if you have them) in my mailbox before April 
15th!



Regs,

Rob.