The Parents Meet

Posted on Wed Oct 27th, 2021 @ 9:09am by Commodore Phoenix Lalor-Richardson

Mission: Darkness Rising - A Phoenix Lalor Sub Plot
Location: Earth, Midwest
Timeline: MD - 28 1200 Hrs
1364 words - 2.7 OF Standard Post Measure

Aletheia Salannis an Krista beamed down in Midwestern America and studied a PADD. "Now, This way and..." She noticed the Carlyle Family's home. Suddenly barking startled her. She was so caught off guard, She didn't know what these animals were. She noticed a shelter and began climbing on top of it.

"Go, Go away... Beasts." She stated. It was like she never saw a Dog before.

A male voice called out . "Come!" And the animals ran from where she was to the man standing there. Commander Petre Carlyle petted the dogs, the six beautiful Cavalier King Charles Spaniels of his daughter's. "Sorry about that" he said as he gave the hand signal to the dogs and they hurried off around the side of the house. He walked over and held out a hand to help her down.

Aletheia took his hand. "Lady Paladin Aletheia Salannis an Krista... Alindari Imperial Guard." She noted. She breathed in exhaustion giving him a salute across his chest. "I am Arrianna's mother."

Petre nodded. "Of course, I see the resemblance, Please welcome to our home, " turning he waved her up the path to the house

"I regret our meeting is not under favourable circumstances, Commander. I need to speak to your wife as well. Our daughters are missing." Aletheia mentioned.

Petre paused. "Come in, to the house, we will talk inside" he guided her in and called out for his wife. "Sarah!"

His wife came out of the living room. "Petre? Oh hello" she beamed a bright smile at the woman with him.

"Milady." Aletheia saluted her with respect too. "I am Aletheia Salannis an Krista. We have vital matters to discuss and I'm afraid this news is not auspicious." She noted. "Our intelligence informed us that our daughters may have been kidnapped." Aletheia mentioned.

Sarah seemed to freeze and then she straightened her shoulders. "Aletheia, please come and sit. No need to stand on ceremony." She put her arm around the other woman and led her into the living room. "Petre.."

"I know I am going" He said and left the room. "Ten minutes" he said over his shoulder.

Sarah guided Aletheia to a chair and bade her to sit. "Right, now start from the beginning. Tell me everything you know."

Aletheia shed tears, trying to keep her strong composure. "An agent from the Special Institute of Intelligence recorded imagery of my daughter... flaunting herself at a slave auction.. And..." Her strong voice broke up. "Yours in the arms of a most vile and detestable man.... I do not have the heart to show you the images.."

Sarah handed her a tissue. "Petre and I am coming with you to get them Aletheia." She said firmly.

Aletheia wiped her eyes. "Which is why I have come. I fear terrible things have been done to our daughters, and it will take both of our houses to help our daughters." Aletheia noted. "And you deserved to know what happened. Our daughters are going to unite, and there should be no shadows between our houses. What happens to one will affect the other." She mentioned. "My husband, Lord Cyrus is attempting to approach this situation Diplomatically. He's in conference with other nations in the area in question to get them to act against this slaver, and he could not come with me."

Sarah took a breath. "Well, shall we get started?" she asked as she heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

Petre entered. "Ready." he simply stated. "And yes, I have your medkit."

"Good" Sarah said with a smile.

Aletheia pushed a few buttons on her wrist pad and they were all beamed to the Tirielle. The ship was impressive. Even for a military vessel, she was elegant and beautiful. Consoles were full holographic interfaces. "The bridge is this way." Even the corridors were elegant and sleek.

Petre and Sarah followed her. "Nice place"

Aletheia entered the Bridge. It seemed like an empty room with nothing in it, not even furniture or chairs.

"Just sit down, don't worry. The ship will do the rest." Aletheia sat down and a chair and helm console appeared out of nowhere.

Petre nodded at Sarah and they took seats at the back of the room. "Very nice"

"The Tirielle class represents the pinnacle of our technology. Advanced phasers and quantum torpedoes from our Federation Kin. Bio-skin ablative armor that is self healing and Cyclonic Shielding from our scholars. And finally our prototype quantum Slipstream propulsion system we developed alongside the Federation drives when we assisted in the research." Aletheia noted. "We wanted to build a fleet of Tirielle class escort vessels that can respond immediately to any world in the Federation within twelve hours. And arrive ready for battle if needed. Normally it would take a week at warp for our ships to arrive.

"Starfleet Engineers must love your ships when they come into sight." Petre said as he looked over the bridge.

"Indeed. Let me review what intelligence has gathered." Aletheia brought up some information on the main screen. "We believe our daughters were kidnapped by this man, Kyle Cragen. He is truly a horrific man. Our intelligence believes he may still possess Josephine. Arrianna was already sold to a blonde Bajoran woman we only know as Lady Karlyn." Aletheia noted. "We do not have a file on her, and it's like she's come out of nowhere. Our priority is locating this woman and Kyle Cragen. But finding our daughters may be the first step."

Sarah nodded. "Any leads?"

"The Guard has recovered one of Kyle Cragen's pleasure slaves from a house of ill repute on Lissepia... she was once a Federation citizen. Her identity has been destroyed. I'm hoping there's something of our daughters left." Aletheia noted

Petre nodded as well. "So, we start there at the house of ill repute?"

"Our agents freed the slaves there, and took the owner into custody. All leads point to Rigel X." Aletheia noted. "Sit down please, a Slipspace Jump is not without its physics."

Sarah and Petre took their seats and strapped in. "This Lady Karlyn, any clues about her?" Sarah asked.

Aletheia... "A question even we cannot answer very well. We've found only Vague clues from Cardassian records. The daughter of a collaborator that somehow was married to a rather rich Cardassian Gul. After Gul Kortek died of... suspicious circumstances, she fell in with the Lissepians and somehow purchased her rank on Talladon." Theia noted. "She then began running vice for parties unknown until she disappeared a year ago. We have the location of the sale. I'm taking a team to search the location."

The couple exchanged looks and nodded.

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Aletheia and her team beamed down to the location. Cragen's old base. "It another party has arrived before we did.. and destroyed this facility."

Petre nodded "Nice work" he said as he looked around.

Aletheia looked around and entered what appeared to be the remains of a Torture room. "Martyrs of Alindar..." She stated as she passed a tricorder around the implements. "This painstick has Alindari blood on it. And Semen.."

Petre had followed, glad he had made Sarah stay up on the ship. "That is not good at all."

Aletheia spoke again. "We have another problem. If Arrianna was tortured her for an extended period of time, A defense personality would emerge to make the pain stop." Theia mentioned. "It is a very dangerous problem with Alindari. They'll loose touch with their ethical disposition, their emotional control."

Petre nodded and pulled his own tricorder out and began scanning. "The destruction was surgical. Someone took this down with the goal of not letting it ever be able to be put back together."

Theia turned towards another chamber. "Human DNA, Female.." Theia entered what appeared to be Cragen's chambers and looked around. "El-Aurian Semen, and Human Ejeculate. Lots of it. Genetic sample matches Josephine Carlyle."

Theia picked up a vial. "It's a strange combination of drugs. Cylatonin, Corpherian. Powerful mental stimulants and even contraceptives. You can use this to surplant a new personality in a being. If we find our daughters, they may not be who they once were. However, my people can treat this.."