It begins...

Posted on Sun Dec 12th, 2021 @ 7:26pm by Lieutenant Commander Shoniara T’ghann-Travis Dr & Lieutenant Commander Callie Raven-Grayson

Mission: Sinister Intentions
Location: Somewhere off world

{ON}

In the darkness a young woman stirred, one minute she’d been heading back to her ship, the next she was waking up in the pitch dark of a silent cell. She had no idea where she was, “Hello!? Is there anyone there??....Hello!!”

Moric T’vall was having bad day, the immaculately dressed Vulcan looked at his manicured nails as he heard the waking woman next door. He had followed her into the back streets of New Kracow after catching a glimpse of her through a restaurant door. She reminded him of her, the one that was always in his mind. He did not normally do it this way his victims came through the refugee portion of his job as the Starfleet representative on New Krakow. He hated the city, it disgusted him but at least it had been full of coin for him.

Children alone without family and women that looked like her, those were his trade and he had amassed a fair sum doing something he liked.

He walked to the cell door and scratched on it, he had made sure it was pitch dark in there and he could smell her fear.

Jenna heard the noise as she backed herself away from the sound. Something was telling her that this wasn’t good. “Hello!? Is there someone there? Who are you!? Where am I??”

He looked down and flicked a supposed piece of lint from his 'Star Fleet uniform, wearing it gave him a sense of power and control. He opened the door and stood in the light.
“I am Moric T’vall and you are mine now, forget all you have known. If you please me you will……..survive if not you will die, it is as simple as that. What is your name?”

“Jenna...” The young woman backed away from the voice, trying to get her bearings from where the voice came from. “You can’t just hold me here!!” Her blue eyes strained to see anything in the dark. “My friends will miss me! They’ll search for me!!”

“Jenna” he savored the name, it had been her blue eyes which had attracted him to her, she was petite with a good figure and he knew after he had finished with her and she had become malleable that she would fetch a good price.

“They might come looking for you Jenna but they will never find you and then they will forget you. You are alone now, alone with me. How old are you Jenna?” He asked.

“I...I’m 21” Jenna slowly edged around the side of the room. Running her fingers along the wall to guide herself. Her blond hair was exactly like that of the woman she reminded him of.

He walked up to her and grabbed her by the throat applying pressure ever so lightly cutting off her oxygen. “All I need to do Jenna is squeeze a little harder and your life would be snuffed out.” He felt her body struggle and he began to stiffen. She was so like her, he stroked her hair and trailed his fingers over the upper part of her body. He let her breath a little more and then applied the pressure again. He loved the power of life and death over another just as his father had taught him.

Jenna was gasping for air, “P...please! I’ll...do...anything!!” She hated saying it but she needed to hold out for hope of rescue, even if it meant playing along.

He let her go but held her arm, he reached out and turned the light on, he watched her looking at the door and he backhanded her across the face his ring drawing blood. “Don’t even think about it Callie” he said then remembered it was not her. “I am going to take a little look into your mind Jenna, see what is in there…I will try not to hurt you..much.” He pushed her down onto the bench and held her head against the wall.

Jenna had no choice, he was too strong to fight and she knew she wouldn’t stand a chance. “Who...is Callie?”

He grabbed either side of her jaw and pressed cracking it. “Don’t ever speak her name or I will rip out your tongue, you are not fit to say it.”

Jenna cried out in pain, and nodded in response. She didn’t stand a chance putting up a fight. She just had to do as she was told.

He leant on her pressing his body to hers, he held her head with both hands as he entered her mind easily and without preamble. Her head was full of nonsense until he found the specific memories he was looking for. He was pleased she had had a few sexual partners and he found one memory which he thought he would enjoy. Her first sexual adventure, he could replace that memory with himself as her partner and relive it as if it was him.
~can you feel me in your mind Jenna~ He reached out to her.

Jenna nodded. She could feel him invading her mind, but she couldn’t fight him. Tears ran down her cheeks, dripping off of his hand.

“You thought you loved Stephen didn’t you, that is why you let him do this!” He then proceeded to discard her memories of Stephen so it was his eyes she was looking into as he violated her.

Jenna tried to fight, but her strength was no match for that of a Vulcan. Her screams and cries went unheard as he invaded her mind

He removed himself from her mind, he had enjoyed himself toying with her, changing her memories but the act itself had been unsatisfactory as it always was. He remembered his father teaching the art of entering minds and destroying them as he had done his daughter Moric’s sister whilst he made him watch.T'vall pushed that memory from his mind as his anger grew. He looked at Jenna cowering on the bench as her shape and face began to change.

“Callie” he breathed as he looked down.

Jenna looked into T’vall’s eyes, he wasn’t seeing her, and if she ever got free of him she needed to warn the woman called Callie that he seemed so transfixed on.

He felt the savage within him move and try to emerge. He knew if he was not careful the savage would take him over and he would kill this woman. It had happened countless times before and he had lost money because of it. He looked down into Callie’s eyes and saw her begging for him and the pain he could force into her mind.

He grabbed Jenna’s arm dislocating her shoulder so she could not move and threw her on the ground ripping her clothes until she was naked and lay sprawled in front of him.

Jenna tried to crawl away, putting little distance between herself and T’Vall. “I’m not her!!” She stared him down. “But I will find her! I’ll warn her about you!!”

He stood over her looking at her as he slowly divested himself of his uniform. He bent down, “Callie my love I am here at last.”

~ Sometime later ~

Jenna’s lifeless body lay sprawled on the floor in front of T’Vall, the light of her existence well and truly gone. He stood and brushed his hands off looking at the body of the woman that was not Callie. As he dressed he wondered how much gold he could have obtained for her. He shrugged his shoulders, brushed his StarFleet uniform off and left the room. “Get rid of that” he motioned towards the body. As his subordinate got busy.

{OFF}