OOC: Thank you to gene for helping me get this new flash back completed. It’s a long one but if you have the time, I hope you enjoy. If you have any questions or comments please feel free to ask me.

IC:
Acheron, they hadn’t even know its name before they attacked. It was supposed it be an easy conquest like so many other planets in so many other systems. Acheron then the system then the quadrant. But they had underestimated the tenacity and determination of this enemy. Although their fleets where swiped aside the soldiers on the planet, no not soldiers the healers, workers and soldiers on the planet below had not been. They had fought for every inch every life lost and while the civilians where easy, those in the coloured uniforms were not. They had looked like toys you would give a hatchling, but they were not, at least not all of them. The warriors in the armour where some the of the toughest they had ever faced, marines as they where now known. It made breaking them all the more satisfying.

It had turned into a glorious battle, or so some would say. But the fact was time was running out. This was what Lortan Greevma was thinking on as he watched the red glow form the battle dance in the sky. He could here the distant rumbles of explosion and maybe the odd scream. Like all of his kin he was tall, slim and was sharp faced. He had the long pointed ears, the curled horns from his pale forehead and black iris eyes with yellow slit pupils. He stood with one hand on his chin, his forked tongue flicking against his razor sharp teeth, one hand on his staff and the other two behind his back as his pointed tail flicked ever so slightly.

He was unlike his fellow servants of the queen battle did not appeal to him in the same way as it did his kin, he enjoyed a fight of course but he preferred the battle of the mind and he had come up with a new way to fight a new weapon, a new hope. One that would change the tide of the battle, he whole heatedly believed in it, so much so that he requested an audience with the queen and his fellow Lortans. If he could convince them he could begin the finale stages of his greatest work, Even though in his long 20 years he had achieved much he couldn’t help but get excited at his final work.

Greevma was brought from his musing by the sound of someone entering the room. He turned and saw it was his servant she was draped in a hooded robe but he knew It was her, not many were allowed to walk into his chamber uninvited but she was. She had been his first prize of war in this quadrant. She had been one of those marines a tough and brutal fighter. She had fought and spat and clawed at him but eventually as with all prizes she broke and became his servant. She had served loyal since then and he had rewarded her.

“Ah Meredith. What news do you bring me” He asked simply

“My master the queen and the council are waiting for you” Meredith said as she bowed her head in respect and subservients

Greevma did enjoy hearing her call him master. He smiled remarking his own work, that mouth that had spewed such insults was now his and his alone. “Good lets not keep them waiting” he said as he walked out of his room Meredith behind hem. It wasn’t a long walk to the briefing room, he made his way through the corridors of his command base. Smiling sadistically as the slaves rushed to get out of his way. This is how it should be, all bowing before us he thought to himself as he walked.

The briefing room was a large vaulted hall sparsely decorated it was practical and functional and that was all. In the centre of the room was a large dome and projected out of that dome where the figures of the high council. The most respected and feared Tallmas and in the centre stood Queen Jima ruler of the Tallma. She was a tall elegant figured women with long blonde hair smooth skin and a pale complexion. She had the same teeth, horn, tail and ears as all her subjects but they looked more attractive and alluring. She was the embodiment of the term as beautiful as she is deadly and she was very deadly.

As soon as they entered the room Greevma and Meredith kneeled before her “My queen” They said in unison.

Jima simply gestured for them to rise “Lortan Greevma, you requested my presence so I hope you have something worth showing” she said sternly, she was not someone to be trifled with.

“I do” Greevma said, he then began his briefing. He showed them the chemical makeup of his mutagen, told them that it was the solution to most of their problems. Greevma was no fool he knew that his species was dying out and he knew the others knew it to. Not having many females born in the past decades would do that to a species. He addressed the issue and told them how his mutagen would provide enough females for their species to continue, how it would alter those exposed biologically and psychologically. Making them stronger, faster, more durable and above all willing servants. While keeping their abilities and memories intact. So if they were a good fighter they would be after the transformation.

He showed images of a women in a marine uniform, taken over six of Acheron’s days. As the images played he explained how once the subject had been injected an anaesthetic rendered them unconscious making it easier for them to be moved to a secure location. Then in 48 hours how the bodies chemistry was altered and engrams placed into the subject’s brain. By the end of the 48 hours the subject was a willing servant. Then he went on to explain how over the next 48hours the bodies physical changes began to manifest, how the tail, horns, teeth and eyes grew and changed.

The last 48 hours, he explained where the final stages as the changes became permanent and how the interior changes of the subject took effect, this stage also included the period where the subjects strength, stamina, resilience and endurance where increased. By the end of the process the subject was a fully formed Knighuant able to carry out every duty they needed them to.

His fellow Lortans where sceptical saying how slaves where used for that purpose but Greevma countered the slaves survived only one or two births but his mutagen would make the risk to the females almost zero. After a while the council and his queen where coming round. Then his queen asked the question he had been waiting for.

“Forgive me my queen but who said it was just a theory” Greevam said as he beckoned over to Meredith who stepped forward and undid her cloak as the fabric fell it relieved Meredith long blonde hair, her mocha skin and her athletic figure, but she also bore a pair of sharp horns from her fore head, sharp pointed teeth, a snake tongue, a long thin tail ending in a point and the eyes of her master. Her hands were now tipped with razor claws. She had been completely transformed.

“I am Meredith Shan former corporal in the star fleet marine corps. Until my master gave me a new purpose and the honour of being his first fully transformed Knighthuant. I will serve him until my last days, I will kill for him, die for him and so much more. I am his servant and I am yours, willingly” She said before kneeling and bowing her head.

The reveal had the desired effect a mixture of surprise and being impressed. Queen Jima smiled wickedly “Is she the only one?” she asked

Greevma shook his head “No I have six and this is my newest Knighthuant” he said has he gestured to the doors at the end of the room. They swung open, on one side two guards dragged in a man he was beaten and bruised and the other was a women dressed in a similar robe to Meredith

“Where the hell am I” The man demanded as he was dumped on the floor Greevma paid him no mind “This is Isabella Cain. A former marine who killed many of our drones. She like the others before her, has been turned to serve us.” Greevma said a tone of pride in his voice

Greevma knew that this marine and the male where a mated pair, the prefect showcase. The marine bowed before Greevma, she asked what her purpose was and he lazily pointed to the male before ordering her to torture him. She attacked without question despite the please of the male as her claws swiped the last pieces of who she was were twisted she was now no longer Isabella Cain, marine. She was Isabella knigthuant and willing servant. Even as Queen Jima ordered her to kill he once husband she did not faultier, once he was dead she smiled sadistically and took her place at the her masters side.

Queen Jima had seen enough she gave full endorsement of the project and ordered Greevam to work with his fellow Lortans. They had a spy in the federation headquarters and they wanted more Knighthuants. A plan was put in place. Now it was time for the firstborn Knighthuants to be unleashed and the balance of power to shift. All this was to happen in an old school, it seemed fitting, as it was time for the Federation to learn of a new threat.

Lieut Styxx (Marine OIC)