Dhael of the Dark Mirror

*Sigh*

Nice kid who got eaten up by the system on my side...

Thank you...I just felt an overwhelming desire to kiss you, and I couldn't resist.

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all the other colonists...

She awoke with a start, jolting upright in her bed, tears flowing down her cheeks. She couldn't help it...She began to cry and wail loudly, cursing herself for ever meeting Worf and for slaughtering the peaceful colonists of Carraya IV...and the beautiful young woman.*

had appeared to be the picture of innocence and beauty. Now...she was dead with her friends, relatives, and other colonists, murdered by the evil Dhael personally. Dhael knelt by the body of the young woman and held her in her arms, crying and begging forgiveness from the young woman and -->

the evil Dhael and her warriors withdrew, content that they had exterminated the colony. Dhael began walking the blood-soaked streets, counting the bodies she saw. One body stopped her...A beautiful young woman, one who she had seen earlier before the slaughter began. The young woman in life -->

at the head of the band of warriors, shouting, "Kill them all! The Regent wants no survivors!" This version of her was armed as much as the Klingons and was just as involved with the slaughter, shooting and slashing until her armor was caked with green blood. After what seemed to be an eternity, -->

The blood started to flow almost like a river. Suddenly, she saw them...Klingon warriors burst from the surrounding woods, brandishing bat'leths and disruptor rifles, mowing down the colonists as the colonists tried to flee. The next thing she saw horrified her even more...She saw herself -->

When she glanced at the ground, she saw a small puddle of blood. Curious, she looked closer, but the closer she looked, the more it grew. The sky darkened and the air filled with smoke. The once peaceful people began to ran but they were cut down by bolts from sources that she couldn't yet see. -->

*Dhael was standing in the center of the camp on Carraya IV. It was a bustling village, with peaceful Klingon-Romulan hybrids going about their lives away from the struggle that was bleeding the life out of the rest of the quadrant. No one bothered her, and most were friendly. It was beautiful. -->

❤️ — For a fact about Livia Drusilla.
The epic wife of Rome’s First Emperor.

She's beautiful in any universe...

I don't do interviews and no one's ever asked.

// I want to be pretty and girly like I'm supposed to be!

You're not lying. Think his name was...Capril? Something like that anyway. He said I'll burn in the Fire Caves for all the blood I've shed. That's what dissuaded me from converting because after settling on New Bajor, I was considering it.

Yeah...Sometimes I think I'm being punished by your Prophets or something because of the life I've lived. At least that's what some Vedek told me back in my universe...

I'd overthrow the Empire. Fucking proto-fascists...

I'd rather have her with me...but yeah.

I used to drink it with my wife before Mala killed her. Every time I drink it, it brings back pleasant memories of what I had with her.

*She sipped more of her brandy.*

This is good stuff.

I hope you're right.

About old enemies, ghosts from my past...coming back for revenge.

I can't say I'm not worried...

Yeah...You've been there and seen how things are.

The Terran Empire still exists but it's restricted to the Sol system and some colonies in nearby star systems. The Alliance exists but it's not as powerful as yours. Most people don't give a damn about the struggle between the Empire and the Alliance anymore and just want to survive.

Well, my universe is worse than yours.

Same here. I'm used to a dog-eat-dog existence where there was no room for hope, only quick thinking and skill.

Depends on the individual, I guess.

Hopefully we all succeed.

I'll need it...