Posted by Commander Astrid Sh’Ronahr (Executive Officer/Chief Engineer) in Origins of the Mad XO- Prologue
It was a hot muggy humid day in the colony world of Hyperion 13 years ago a little girl was born to the Andorian slaves that worked on one of the plantations it was tough and brutal for them being that Andorians were a cold-weather species when the girl was born to the superstitious of the slaves it was under a bad star sign and they urged that the child be ended before she could end them however that was not to be now the teenager was working the fields away from the others who treated her like a para ayah

she had many scars on her back and she had seen things no child should have ever had to bear witness to yet she still looked at the humans with awe to her they had a divine right to rule but maybe she could prove herself to while not be equal at least be more useful than as a field hand and she now had that she had worked her way even wider this day because she knew that the Master came to talk to the head overseer and check on how things were operating and when he did she would prove herself as the master and head overseer drew near she ran over offering something to the master it caught the two Terran men off guard, of course, some of the lower-ranked overseers began to whip the girl yelling at her to get back to work she dropped the piece of paper and went back to work

The master intrigued picked it up and looked at what was written left him in shock the slaves were planning a revolt they were going to wait until nightfall break into the sheds grab whatever they could and come for the master and his family “Now Ah say hare look at thus! Ah thank thet liddel slave maey hav been tryin’ tuh warn may bout thus! Ah want her brought tuh mah office in 10 minutes along with all thuh slaves on thus hare list yawl hear may!?!” he whispered urgently to the head overseer who looked at the paper as well

“Come on sir you dont honestly believe this do you?”

“Thet Liddel Xeno risked gittin’ whipped tuh brin’ thus tuh may! uh course Ah take it seriously an yawl should too! or do yawl fancy churself Joinin’ them in mah fields?” The head overseer shook his head and snapped his fingers to call the others and carry out the orders

15 minutes later the girl found herself standing before the master’s desk she looked at the floor holding herself as a slave would before her master “Look may in thuh ah kid Hif thus iz true wha would yawl turn on chur own species?” He asked she looked up and obeyed “Because sir I know my place as a Xeno Its to be a simple tool only Terrans have a divine right to rule others!” she said

The overseers in the room began to laugh until another door opened an a group of Andorians were lead in including her own mothers and fathers the Master then pulled out a phase pistol brought it to the girl “Ah want yawl tuh prove it too may Shoot them its set on its highest settin’ an will kill wheyun chur reddy gist pull thuh…” he did not get a chance to finish she quickly grabbed it and shot her own parents while it had actually been a different bond group that had been the ringleaders the fact she had just shot and killed her own parents was shocking to the group the slaves were crying but the master was laughing hysterically “Dawgone girl yawl dont mess around do ya?!”

“I only want to prove that I can be more than just a slave to my master.” She said softly looking down again

“I KNEW IT I KNEW YOUR PARENTS SHOULD HAVE DROWNED YOU THE NIGHT YOU WERE BORN YOU LITTLE FREAK!” one of the Andorians shouted in anger

“Take thuh rest an execute them Ahv sum business tuh finish up with thus wun after yawl finish them awf Ahl go tuh thuh market in town an git uh new batch uh slaves fahwar thuh field”

After that the little girl found herself living in the main house she would cook and clean she was taught to read and write wearing nice maids outfits the Master often paraded her in front of other plantation owners showing off the Xeno who could read write and be civil but eventually the novelty wore off it was three years later the master punched up a subspace channel on his termanal calling the Captain of the ISS Zhànshì

KG

A few minutes later the screen opened showing a man in his early thirties. He was wearing the blue uniform of Starfleet, yellow stripes of a command officer. His face was angular and hard, hair was short and black. His most identifying feature were his blue eyes, cold and utterly devoid of emotion. He looked at the screen for a good minute before speaking [O]”Forrest, it has been some time since we last spoke” His tone was the same cold professionalism that the ‘Iceman’ was known for “I hope you don’t intend to waste my time again”[O] There was no harshness in his voice, just coldness.

CO