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Title: Remembrances Past, Part Four
Location: Pandora's Box, CO's Stateroom
Flashback Setting (Emma): Takharesh X

"How long have you been here?" asked Ensign Peel taking CDR Frye to a new location to rendezvous with some of the others. She hoped before they arrived at the special place she had in mind, she could figure out what side this operative truly was on.

"Not long compared to some of you," he replied. Then to make it look good he added in an exact sounding time. "About two years," he said.

"Been here less than that," Emma lied. "Was told to get in place and wait for and assist with evacuation orders. What brought you here?" she asked.

"Told to get in place, stay low and wait. Just found out why it was or what it became," he said trying to cultivate a rapport with her.

The talked while they walked as Emma tried to set up Frye for a fall or give him a chance to clear himself. She had more than a gut feeling now that he was not even on any side out of any strong beliefs or conviction, but in it for business for himself. As they talked she slipped and told him that she was new to this, was a newly minted ensign and that it would be a relief to speak in Federation Standard with him.

"Stop," she said quickly interrupting the conversation. "Something's wrong." Emma stopped herself, but kept the weapon trained on Frye. She carefully peered around a tree, still keeping her local weapon trained on the Commander.

He looked around carefully, not seeing anything out of the ordinary for a war zone. It was all bad. As he did so he checked for any change in scenery that might be used to his advantage and for the chance that another person on his paying side of this war could come to his aid.

The traitor tried not to smile. He found it. "What?" he asked trying to engage her in conversation to get her off guard. He moved slightly trying to lead her in the direction he wanted her to go.

Ensign Peel moved slightly in response. "There was supposed to be a vehicle here," she said making the mistake of pointing and looking about forty-five degrees away from her prisoner.

Frye wasted no time and sprung into action. A swift kick to her hand holding the weapon followed by a sharp blow to her face, landed the younger less experienced Starfleet officer on the ground. She tried to reach for her weapon, but Frye got there first.

He picked it up and changed the settings, making sure it was set to kill. "I need some answers," he said.

Emma arose slowly, clearly dizzy from being hit.

"Hurry," he said, "change of plans."

Somehow despite the spinning forest, Emma managed to stand.

"Good," the traitor said. "I might let you live. Now tell me where you were taking me."

"Here," she croaked out as sarcastically as she could to annoy him.

"Any more funny gets you dead," he replied. "Where?" he ordered.

"Back past where we came from with the vehicle that was supposed to be waiting for us. I needed to take the long way in case you tried something like this," she answered, rubbing her jaw.

"Where?" he asked again, clearly not happy she avoided telling him an exact location.

"That I won't tell you," she answered.

"Starfleet doesn't pay much and the Federation changes alliances more than a Ferengi does interest rates before a big holiday. Your smelly friend was right. Some of us were sent here to get rid of people like you. Unless of course you can tell me what I need to know or convince me you'd be valuable in some way. There's also my side, the latinum side, in this conflict. That would be the side that wins regardless of who wins the war," he smirked.

"I am not in it for the latinum," Emma replied, looking like she'd pass out soon from the effort of standing.

"I thought latinum was supposed to be a girl's best friend. I've got plenty of that waiting for you if you tell me. There's still a lot of good deals to be made as this planet self destructs itself with the so called sentient life forms here. Old racial hatreds are one of the easiest things to exploit," he said.

Emma stared hard at him for a moment. She gave him a look that said she was interested in the money.

"All right then. Where?" he asked again.

"The tubes under the zoo in the capital," she answered.

"Thank you," he said, believing her. "Now one last thing."

"The latinum?" Emma asked hopefully.

"No, I will kill you now," Commander Frye replied. He fired.

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Character Biographies:

CO, Captain Nikolai Kamranov
CMO, Commander Vilotanzia Bounlutay
ACEO,Lieutenant Commander Piper Chayton
COMMO, Lieutenant Llewellyn Moreau
AIO, Lieutenant Peel
VLO, Sublieutenant Yunarra
AIO, Ensign Molly Ferweiler


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