Panic

Posted on Tue Oct 6th, 2020 @ 10:13am by Lieutenant JG Nerinath zh'Rhilror [Lalor] & Commander Sthilg & Lieutenant Colonel Azhul Naxea

Mission: SEASON 4: Episode 1: Know Thy Self!
Location: USS Elysium- Various
Timeline: MD3 - exact time unknown
1736 words - 3.5 OF Standard Post Measure

Sthilg was in a good mood for this hunt. Equipped with his standard hunting gear he was prepared to bag a few more of the federation starship crew. The only thing missing were his raptors which were healing back in his quarters. Instead, another stood at his side. Nivnaa's condition had been going well. A few more drug shots and a few trips into the agony booth had almost completely broken the federation marine Major. Combined with what the syndicate flesh sculptor had done to her you would be hard-pressed to recognize Major Azhul Naxea. Her skin was now a dark green as were her eyes. At a distance, she would completely pass for an Orion though some of her Bajoran features were still visible. All the better to help her mind come to terms with it's new identity as his huntress.

It would only take a little thing to push her over the edge completely and firmly establish her new identity. Hunting one of her fellow shipmates should do the job.

"Are you excited about your first hunt Nivnaa?" He asked her giving his netter once last check over.

Naxea, now being called Nivnaa nodded. Her mind was only able to focus on the task at hand--feeling an urge to hunt those she had served with--now seemed just targets to her. "Yes, Master."

Nerianth had come from hiding in various tubes around the ship and had been running away from the fighting. She carried very little, just a type 2 phaser which was almost dead. She was tired and had not slept or eaten in ages. She ran almost full tilt around the corner and ran straight into a wall of flesh. She fell back, landing hard on her back.

And automatically started scrambling backwards.

A smile spread over the gorn's face. Look like the gods were favoring him today. " Well hello there," he said as he aimed his webber at the andorian. " And just who are you?"

Neri cursed under her breath, got to her feet and ran for it. This was not good at all!

Nivnaa gauged the blue-skinned andorian, tilting her head slightly as she watched the woman turn and run away.

A cruel smile spread over the gorns face as he pointed at the fleeing andorian. " Nivnaa. catch her and bring her to me."

Nivnaa could only obey the order as she sprinted after the woman, soon catching sight of her as she rounded a corner.

Neri ran and ran, but she was not a good runner, she was rather hopeless really. She tripped over something and went sprawling onto the deck.

Seeing the woman fall, Nivnna sprinted as hard as she could and pounced on the woman, driving her knee into the woman's back.

The Andorian screamed in pain.

The gorn was watching via the station's cameras. She'd need more practise most likely when she was fully conditioned into following his orders he could give her some more freedom of will. Still, she'd caught the andorian.

"GET OFF ME!" Neri yelled trying to buck the Orion.. was it an orion? off her back.

"No. I must bring you back," she said grabbing the woman's arm and twisting it behind her as she placed shackles on the woman's wrists quickly. It was all that she had been given--all that she had been trusted with thus far.

"No!" Neri screamed and tried to yank her arm free.

Nivnaa used her body weight as she placed the shackle on the other wrist. "Do not resist...it is useless," she said, getting off of the woman and pulling her up to her feet.

Neri didn't care, she struggled and tried to dig in her heals as the Orion pushed her back towards the Gorn

The gorn smiled evilly at the sight of his new slave dragging the andorian towards her. If only she knew who was doing the dragging. Firing his webber at her legs he brought Neri crashing to the floor as he walked over. " Well done Nivnaa. The first of many of your former ship mates to add to my collection, You've done well my girl." He said as he looked down at the andorian.

" Well know that wasn't very polite what you just did was it? " he said mockingly. " Don't try and struggle the webbing around your feet is a miniature tholian web. It can crush your bones to dust if i allow it."

"So do it!" She snarled. She had heard the words former ship mate but chose to focus on the Gorn. "I'd rather die than submit to you or any of your flunkies"

" Stronger people than you have tried that my lovely and all of them failed. Why do you think the terrans leave syndicate space alone? Even they fear are ability to bend people to our will. Ask your fellow shipmate who dragged you over here. " He responded trying not to laugh having heard this all before.

Neri raised her chin. "I am not Terran" she replied.

" No your andorian. It took them twelve hours before they concurred you homeworld and put your whole race in chains. The emperors winter palace is built over the remains of your people's last stand. The most beautiful of your females serve as royal concubines. " The gorn said mockingly as he glanced to Nivnaa. " Come pick her up and let's get her to her new home. Let's see how long she enjoys the agonizer."

Neri glared at them both.

"Yes, my master," Nivnaa said simply as she moved to pick the woman over her shoulder, grunting as she did so. She began following Sthilg as she carried the andorian woman.

It wasn't longer before the three-steped into the room that belonged to the twisted version of the ship doctor. The room seemed more to be that of an orion gentleman's club than quarters to a slave master with ancient artwork and more modern erotica hanging from the walls with what appeared to medical diagrams of multiple species brains.

At the rooms, center was an heavily modified agonsier surrounded by couches and cushions as if it was the centerpiece of some twisted party. Unlike it's terran counterparts it appeared to be made from gold with many strange machines hanging from the top of it. " Strip her and strap her in Nivnaa time for......" he began before pausing as he thought it through in his head. " She's still not given us a name has she. We'll have to give her one. I think Veddaash is a good one for what she's going to become." He added with another evil grin.

Neri struggled and tried to get free, there was no way she was going to submit to this. She called them both nasty names in Andorian and Federation standard.

The gorn laughed at the sight. This one had spirit.

She kicked out her legs trying to kick the Orion off of her.

Nivnaa grabbed the woman's leg, throwing her off balance to the deck and she grabbed for a nearby dagger and began cutting the woman's clothes off her.

Neri struggled and yelled at the Orion to leave her alone, she was not going to submit to this. She tried to grab for the knife.

" Bad girl." The gorn aid drawing an agoniser and stabbing it into the andorian neck.

Neri screamed and the pain made her dazed and confused.

Nivnaa finished cutting off the woman's clothes and grabbed her, dragging her into the Agony booth.

Neri babbled as she was dragged naked to the booth. "please.. please.. no.. no please.. help!"

"No ones coming to help you my pretty. Your mine now and like your sister you will learn to serve." the slave master said as he walked along side.

Neri continued to beg as she was strapped into the machine and she struggled to break the bindings.

"It is useless," Nivnaa said as she closed the booth and took her place next to her master.

" Good girl Nivnaa." The gorn said patting her head as one would a dog. " Now how about you relax a little." He said as he began pumping in the gas.

"Yes, Master," Nivnaa replied before moving away to her designated rest area away from the booth and her Master.

Neri struggled and gagged on the gas as it flooded the booth.

" Now Veddaash." Sthilg said calmly. " Haven't you been a bad girl. "

She lifted her head and cursed at him in Andorian. Calling someone an ice crawler was not that bad to humans but to Andorians it was the worst.

" bad girl." The gorn said as he switched on the antagoniser.

Her screams echoed through the booth, bombarding her with noise and sound which made her antenna flatten and her hands clasp at her head.

" Now Veddaash have you been a bad girl." The slave master said as he pumped in more of the mind control gas.

"no.." She got out between screams. "Please.. no... Stop!"

" Say it." he said coldly

Neri shook her head. "Say?" she asked in confusion. "no.. say what?"

" Say your real name or it goes up a setting." the gorn replied his tone unchanged.

Name? her real name? Her name was...oh by the gods,,, what was her name? She looked about herself dazed as she struggled to find her name. Her gaze landed on the gorn. he had said.. what had.. he said? "Ved...Veddaash?" she asked almost timidly

" Yes good girl." the gorn said as he switched the machine to the pleasure setting. " Your name is Veddaash and your my huntress. How does that make you feel."

She shifted as the pleasure swamped her. "good.." she got out as her brain continued to compute his words.

" Very good Veddaash. " he relied setting the pleasure setting to the maximum setting. " You will now address me as master at all times."

Her body shook with pleasure. "Yes Master" She responded, her eyes a little wild.

" Very good. You're going to undergo surgery to help unlock the orion you are born to be. Are you excited by this?" He mockingly asked already knowing the answer.

Vedaash's lips curved "yes Master" she replied.

" Excellent. Now just go to sleep and dream of what a beautiful huntress you'll be when you wake up." The gorn said as he sent in some sleeping gas.

"y..ess master" the Andorian slumped in the restraints and fell asleep.