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Kelly wrote:The snap-hiss of lightsabers filled the room. Sylvar Fyre stood facing the Sith who called himself Necronlord. She leapt forward, bringing her gold blade to contact his crimson. They began a rapid fire exchange, moving almost too quickly for the human eye to follow. Sylvar's handling of the saber was nothing short of masterful and her expertise kept Necron on the defensive. Then he came at her with a powerful overhead blow. She blocked it, but an uppercut connected with her midsection. She grunted and fell to one knee. "Not bad," he said with a feral grin.

He looked down at the young woman. Sylvar was in her mid-twenties and very petite. Her hair, which was tied in dreadlocks, hung around her face. She glared up at him before flipping away. As she did so, she kicked off her boots, leaving her barefoot. She rushed him again, but this time she moved much more gracefully. Her movements were quick, fluid, and pixie-like. She grinned as one of his slashes went wide, enhancing her pixieish appearance. Then she moved in and shoulder slammed him. He barely slowed and shoved her to the floor again. She rolled away and came up, lightsaber facing him. He felt her anger at being knocked over so easily. She felt him probe her mind and suddenly switched off her saber. "No. My anger in not for you to use." She frowned, tossing her lightsaber onto her boots.

He laughed softly. "You'll see, my young apprentice." He strode over to her. "You don't know the power of the dark side."

"And I don't want to. Stay away from me."

He laughed again and placed a hand on her head. "I'll show you." Suddenly, Sylvar was bombarded with images the Sith. Their empire of thousands of years ago, the lords, the slaves, the massive constructions devoted to them, the worlds they held under their way. She felt excited and scared simultaneously.


Hours later, Sylvar lay on her bunk, the room dark. She still felt shell-shocked from Necron's sudden mind link. Even so, she still had the presence of mind to snap to attention as her door cycled open. It was Utsanomiko. She gasped and stood, but he quickly moved into the room and let the door shut behind him. He grabbed her shoulders, lifted her off the ground, and forced her against the wall, his hot breath on her face. "No," she said, but he forced his mouth over hers, kissing her harshly and deeply. She put both hands on his face and managed to push him away. "Stop it, Miko," she said. She tasted alcohol on him.

"No," he growled, pressing his body against her. "I've wanted you ever since I saw you all those years ago."

"I wasn't yours then, and I won't be yours now."

"But I've spent all that time wishing for you. I had to live knowing you chose him over me. Please, Sylvar, reconsider." He kissed her again.

"Mmph," she said as she pushed him off. "No, Miko. You being here like this proves I can't trust you."

"But I love you," he pleaded. "When I saw you walk off IG's ship... you can't understand how I felt!"

"Let go of me," she said firmly. He did so, and backed off a few steps. "Miko, I know how you feel. But we can't be a couple. Not now. Not ever."

"I could take you using force," he said, a threatening tone in his voice.

"Yes, you could," she said softly. "I doubt I can stop you. But even if you do, you'll never have my heart." She stood with her head lowered.

In an instant, he had her against the wall again, one hand unzipping her top. "I find that perfectly acceptable," he said into her mouth. His chest pressed against hers, pinning her to the wall. Holding the back of her head with his free hand, he could feel the shaved portion of her hair. He tore her top off and began pulling off her pants as his mouth devoured hers. Despite herself, Sylvar felt the heat rising within her.

He finished pulling off her clothes and reached for his belt. Sylvar closed her eyes and let herself imagine it was her fiancé back home. She pulled his shirt off and wrapped her legs around him. He finally managed to get his pants off and positioned himself against her. Without waiting, he rammed himself all the way in. He groaned at her tightness. She squeezed him even more as he began thrusting. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into his powerful shoulders.

He pulled at her legs, pulling them up until they rested on her shoulders, nearly folding her in half. Her moans grew louder and she screamed as her orgasm hit. She squeezed Utsanomiko tightly, hoping he would reward her with his own. He did, cumming with a load growl that sounded like her name.

As they slowly calmed down, he rested his head on her chest, and she ran a hand though his hair. "I think you should go now," she whispered to him solemnly. He slowly let her down, put his clothes back on walked out, with many a backward glance. Sylvar didn't even bother crawling back to the bed, she just pulled the blanket over her and fell asleep. Utsanamiko never noticed the tears running down her face.


In high orbit around a blue planet called Earth, the USS Darkstar made final preparations before leaving. Aboard the bridge of the Intrepid-class ship, Captain Tim Jones ran his hand along the armrest of the captain's chair. "A fine ship," he remarked to his first officer. Commander Robert Scott "Scooter" Anderson nodded, his expression cheerful.

"We're ready to depart sir," he said.

"Good. Mister Azeron! Inform McKinley that we're ready to depart!"

"Yes sir!" The Communications officer said smartly.

"Helm, set course for Bajor, warp seven."

"Aye, sir!" The Darkstar set of in a blazing streak of light.

Halfway to Bajor, the Sensor Officer called out," sir, I'm picking up an anomaly ahead of us."

"What is it, Mister Kennedy?"

"I don't know sir. Its-" Whatever Kennedy had been going to say, it was cut off in the sudden din that followed. The Darkstar struck something, and everyone was hurled out of their seats. A roaring filled the bridge, and everyone clamped down on their ears. The space outside turned bright blue, and the Darkstar hurtled off to places where no Federation ship had ever gone before. It would be the second Intrepid-class ship lost in two years.

Ted wrote: And Iggy, all mods can post in locked threads, ie you can post it into the locked thread.

IG-88E wrote:

Ted wrote: And Iggy, all mods can post in locked threads, ie you can post it into the locked thread.

I just tried. It wouldn't let me.

She grinned as one of his slashes went wide,

IG-88E wrote:Did I make a mistake including Trek?

positive

Wong talks about anal

negative

No me

Cpt_Frank wrote:My thoughts exaclty. I hope I get to kick some feddy vessel's ass!

NecronLord wrote:positive

Wong talks about anal

negative

No me

Evil Sadistic Bastard wrote:WHat about meeeee...

IG-88E wrote:Did I make a mistake including Trek?