Post # 7 Cold Truth
Posted on Fri Jan 7th, 2022 @ 1:07pm by Lieutenant James McTavish
Mission:
Kidnapped
Location: Alien Ship
Timeline: Current
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After checking on the Princess to make sure she was secure in the Brig, Usher retired to his quarters. It had been a long day and his newest prisoner had not been as cooperative as he had hoped, even though there were others, and probably wouldn't be any time soon. Now he guessed it would be onto his backup plan.
Usher removed his uniform coat and boots to get comfortable. Walking to the replicator "Stew...hot...two slices of thick crusted bread and a liter of Klavorian Ale" came the request. After taking a big swig of the Ale first, Usher grabbed his food and sat on his bed to enjoy his meal...it had been his first food since early morning.
After finishing his meal and his Ale, Usher went to the replicator for another Ale then he sat back on the bed. Sipping his Ale Usher's mind started to wander as it often did these days.
His thoughts went back to a time when he was happy being with his lovely wife Ella and their Son. She was a vision of beauty and made him complete in every area of his life. Usher's Son was young and a typical boy whom he loved so very much. Usher was a young Officer of the Old Republican Guard with a very promising career. What a wonderful time of his life it was....just too bad he didn't appreciate it more at the time.
Fast forward ten years and all hell broke loose. The Klavorian Government wanted so desperately to join the illustrious Federation that it did anything to obtain acceptance....including dismantling his beloved Guard. Suddenly he found himself without a career, rank, or prestige.
Usher didn't take it well and began drinking excessively getting into bar brawls, hence the scared face, and did the unthinkable....being abusive to his Wife and Son. Ella was shocked at his new demeanor and left with their Son when she couldn't take it any longer. At that point Usher vowed that Klavor would pay for destroying his life.
He looked up and saw his reflection in the mirror across the room as he saw this haggard, scar faced, unkept older man staring back at him...he thought "What have I become....to loose my family...the most precious thing in my life.....to torture people to get what I want...revenge against those who've done this to me."
Then the Lieutenant Commander's conversation came to mind...."her commitment would trump his desperation"...maybe she was right.
These thoughts upset Usher so much, he threw his empty Ale glass against the mirror and yelled, took a deep breath then exhaled "Too late for self pity now....what's done is done....now I will exact my revenge or die trying."
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