echoes of blood part deux

Posted on Wed Nov 19th, 2014 @ 8:54pm by Korok Lukk

407 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Deadly Diplomacy
Location: somewhere, somewhen

Korok wondered about those who had forced this upon him. Did they always win, did those who think they knew everything always win and if so why? Why force this on him? He wasn't a Klingon, he might look like one, he might talk like one. But he wasn't one, even his own sister had looked Bajoran and his brother as well but he had taken all the klingon traits. They had none, it had made him wonder if their father had been his father or had his mother been bedded by someone other than the man he knew as a father. He lived like that, in shame of who he was.


It meant many things for him, he had been bullied, forced to bend to start with and eventually he had given into them and with that he had to learn to fight back. To survive he had learned to become and be like them. It sickened him. It hadn't been pleasant. At first he had hesitated, at first he had taken the taunts, the name calling, and the threats. Eventually though he learned to stand up to do exactly that, fight back. He would take no more.

He settled his helmet on his head, tugged on his breastplate and looked at his rusty, beat up sword and shield it would do as it was still serviceable after whoever had it before him. He stepped out and looked up at the person in charge, they had named him Nero. Korok suspected it had another name that went by. He beat the flat of his weapon on the shield edge and growled as loud as he could over the din of noise of the spectators.

"Bring it, Pahtak !"

The cruel vicious cycle would repeat, he would circle around and around with their new champion and he bided his time. Korok taunted with words. He begged at times to not have to kill, to maim, to beat and brutalize. Still they cared not what he wanted. Still he had to press forward.

Korok was so very tired of it all. He carried festering wounds that would not heal from previous fights. They cared not; they taunted their champion to attack him to press forward. When he was done he would growl once more at Nero and those whose champion he had killed he yelled his own message.

"Is that all you have, verengan Ha'DIbaH?"

~TBC

Korok Lukk, Civ

 

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