Post by Mogh on Jun 7, 2013 18:24:30 GMT -6
((This story is set in an alternate timeline))
"Ranor? Ranor can you hear me?" Ranor lay in a room his eyes closed, the mans voice seemed to be sitting across from him. "I can hear you.." Ranor replies. "Good, good, Ranor do you know where you are?" Ranor turns slight his eyes still closed. "I am on the Scorn Mothership, making plans for war on StarFleet.."
Ranor tells the man. "No Ranor, No your not.. You are in a cardassian medical faculty.." Ranor shakes his his head slightly. "No, I'm Lord General of the Scorn.." The doctor shakes his head. "Do you remember what happened to you Ranor? Try to remember, there was an attack on your ship, you barely made it out alive.." Ranor shakes his head more. "No, No, I was taken by the Scorn, I have a wife, A Q she is my Queen.." The Doctor sighs. "Ranor its all in your mind, you have been in a coma for three years, when you woke you made all this up within your mind, to deal with the death of your crew to which you blame your self for their deaths.."
Ranor yells in hysterics, The Doctor holds him down, as a nurse injects him in the arm with something to calm him. "Calm down Ranor, its okay just try to stay calm!" Ranor tosses the doctor across the room, he hits the wall hard. "I AM RANOR MALOR, LORD GENERAL OF THE SCORN EMPIRE!!!" Ranor roars in rage! "I AM THE BRINGER OF DEATH! I AM THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS!" Seven cardassian guards runs into the room to, restrain Ranor the nurse gives him yet another injection. Ranor passes out again, falling deeper into his subconscious mind. The doctor stands shaking off his daze. "Contact Damar, inform him that he is just to far gone to be helped..." The doctor shakes his head, as the guards take Ranor back to his room.
Ranor walks around his little room, writing all over the walls as the events played out within his mind. "No, they would be foolish to attack... What of the clone what does he know?" Malors doctor stood in the room watching listening to Ranor's words, as he wrote on the walls in an unknown language one the doctor had never seen before. A Gul walks into the room with the doctor, looking at the events of the mad man before him.
"What has he told you about what happened when his ship was destroyed?" The Gul asked the doctor with a raised brow, the doctor shakes his head letting out a deep sigh. "He has said nothing, in fact it would seem he has become trapped in this world that he has made within his mind.."
The doctor hands the Gul the data pad. "As you can see, he truly thinks in every way, that he is this Scorn General.." The Gul looks over the data, shaking his head highly annoyed. "Doctor, need I remind you that he is the only one with the info needed to get to the bottom of this attack? You are now under orders to use what ever means you can to get the answers to the Unions questions, is that understood?"
He said harshly handing back the pad, the Doctor nods slightly having just the thing in mind but was hoping he would of not had to use it. The Gul watches him for a moment, with a sickened look upon his face. "Such a shame he was a brave Gul, in his time just goes to show, Hybrids are weak.." He turns and walks out of the room, as three guards enter to prep Ranor for his treatment.
Ranor awakes strapped to a bio bed, on a ship he had never seen before, odd looking men hold him down as he panics at the sight of they're robotic suits. "Who are you? Where am I?" Ranor screams out in fear, the last thing he remembered was being in his room in the hospital. The men holding him down said nothing to him, when from the shadows stepped forward the figure of a man. Ranor's eyes go wide, as the man steps into the light, he was starring face to face with him self. "Hello Ranor, so nice to see you awake and before we start.
You should know you are far from crazy!" The man said with a smirk crossing his lips. Ranors eyes narrow, as the guards step away from him. "What's going on? Why am I seeing all this what does it all mean?" The man shakes his head and starts walking around the bed. "You have been seeing flashes from a mirrored time line, things you should of never seen. You know of events that have yet to happen, yet to take place and you will tell me of them if you wish to leave this ship alive..."
Ranor growls slightly in anger, pulling on his restraints, trying to get free. "It is useless to fight it, Ranor you can't fight your self!" The man said darkly, as he looks over to the corner of the room, nodding to a few doctors who walk up with an odd looking device. They slowly place it upon his head, Ranor fights to get free, before they inject him into the neck with something. Ranor looks at his clone, his eyes slowly closing shut, the events that take place after was now unknown to him. (( TBC: Please let me know what you think of the story so far?
"Ranor? Ranor can you hear me?" Ranor lay in a room his eyes closed, the mans voice seemed to be sitting across from him. "I can hear you.." Ranor replies. "Good, good, Ranor do you know where you are?" Ranor turns slight his eyes still closed. "I am on the Scorn Mothership, making plans for war on StarFleet.."
Ranor tells the man. "No Ranor, No your not.. You are in a cardassian medical faculty.." Ranor shakes his his head slightly. "No, I'm Lord General of the Scorn.." The doctor shakes his head. "Do you remember what happened to you Ranor? Try to remember, there was an attack on your ship, you barely made it out alive.." Ranor shakes his head more. "No, No, I was taken by the Scorn, I have a wife, A Q she is my Queen.." The Doctor sighs. "Ranor its all in your mind, you have been in a coma for three years, when you woke you made all this up within your mind, to deal with the death of your crew to which you blame your self for their deaths.."
Ranor yells in hysterics, The Doctor holds him down, as a nurse injects him in the arm with something to calm him. "Calm down Ranor, its okay just try to stay calm!" Ranor tosses the doctor across the room, he hits the wall hard. "I AM RANOR MALOR, LORD GENERAL OF THE SCORN EMPIRE!!!" Ranor roars in rage! "I AM THE BRINGER OF DEATH! I AM THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS!" Seven cardassian guards runs into the room to, restrain Ranor the nurse gives him yet another injection. Ranor passes out again, falling deeper into his subconscious mind. The doctor stands shaking off his daze. "Contact Damar, inform him that he is just to far gone to be helped..." The doctor shakes his head, as the guards take Ranor back to his room.
Ranor walks around his little room, writing all over the walls as the events played out within his mind. "No, they would be foolish to attack... What of the clone what does he know?" Malors doctor stood in the room watching listening to Ranor's words, as he wrote on the walls in an unknown language one the doctor had never seen before. A Gul walks into the room with the doctor, looking at the events of the mad man before him.
"What has he told you about what happened when his ship was destroyed?" The Gul asked the doctor with a raised brow, the doctor shakes his head letting out a deep sigh. "He has said nothing, in fact it would seem he has become trapped in this world that he has made within his mind.."
The doctor hands the Gul the data pad. "As you can see, he truly thinks in every way, that he is this Scorn General.." The Gul looks over the data, shaking his head highly annoyed. "Doctor, need I remind you that he is the only one with the info needed to get to the bottom of this attack? You are now under orders to use what ever means you can to get the answers to the Unions questions, is that understood?"
He said harshly handing back the pad, the Doctor nods slightly having just the thing in mind but was hoping he would of not had to use it. The Gul watches him for a moment, with a sickened look upon his face. "Such a shame he was a brave Gul, in his time just goes to show, Hybrids are weak.." He turns and walks out of the room, as three guards enter to prep Ranor for his treatment.
Ranor awakes strapped to a bio bed, on a ship he had never seen before, odd looking men hold him down as he panics at the sight of they're robotic suits. "Who are you? Where am I?" Ranor screams out in fear, the last thing he remembered was being in his room in the hospital. The men holding him down said nothing to him, when from the shadows stepped forward the figure of a man. Ranor's eyes go wide, as the man steps into the light, he was starring face to face with him self. "Hello Ranor, so nice to see you awake and before we start.
You should know you are far from crazy!" The man said with a smirk crossing his lips. Ranors eyes narrow, as the guards step away from him. "What's going on? Why am I seeing all this what does it all mean?" The man shakes his head and starts walking around the bed. "You have been seeing flashes from a mirrored time line, things you should of never seen. You know of events that have yet to happen, yet to take place and you will tell me of them if you wish to leave this ship alive..."
Ranor growls slightly in anger, pulling on his restraints, trying to get free. "It is useless to fight it, Ranor you can't fight your self!" The man said darkly, as he looks over to the corner of the room, nodding to a few doctors who walk up with an odd looking device. They slowly place it upon his head, Ranor fights to get free, before they inject him into the neck with something. Ranor looks at his clone, his eyes slowly closing shut, the events that take place after was now unknown to him. (( TBC: Please let me know what you think of the story so far?