‘The Needs Of The One’

Posted on Sat Jan 1st, 2022 @ 5:54pm by Lieutenant Commander Shoniara T’ghann-Travis Dr & Commander Jonathan Grayson

Mission: Sinister Intentions
Location: Brig. USS Washington
Timeline: After away team returns

‘The needs of the many, outweighs the needs of the few, or the one’
Spock.

Lieutenant Commander Moric T’Vall stood in the brig his back to the forcefield hands behind him in the typical StarFleet Officer stance, he had not sat down since he had been thrown into there and returned to consciousness after being stunned on the planet. He had asked for a uniform pointing out that he still was a Lieutenant Commander. His request had not been acted on. They had offered him food and drink which he had refused.

His only thoughts were for Callie. She was still his, seeing him had confused her mind and she would return, so he waited. He had not given a thought to what he had done, the women he had killed, maimed, raped and sold into slavery. He knew his career was over but gave no thought to what else was to come to him because of his actions.

He ran his tongue round his mouth to feel the molar that contained the lethal poison that would fill his system in a matter of seconds if he so wished. He would not attend his court martial whatever happened. Where was his wife, where was Callie? He continued to stand silently his back to the forcefield.

*Sickbay*

Jon kissed Callie's forehead. "I'll be back later sweetheart." he told he as he turned and left the room. As he did he ran into Dex, "I need to clear my head. Please keep Callie safe. I know I can count on you."

Dex nodded, “we’ll look after your girl” she called after his vanishing figure.

"Thank you Dex, I know you will." Jon replied softly. "Thank you for everything you've done to get her back.'' As he disappeared down the corridor. He had no idea where he was going but after what seemed an eternity he found himself in the brig standing in front of T'vall's cell. "Not so high and mighty now are you?"

T’Vall knew it was Jon before he spoke. He turned to face him with as much of the old swagger he could muster. “Did they send you to question me?” He asked distain dripping from him like oil.

Jon looked at the brig officer. "Leave us...now!" he snapped and the officer scurried away leaving Jon and T'vall alone. "No, we both know that would be a waste of time. I thought Vulcans were supposed to be smart but you have to be the dumbest Vulcan I've met. You raped Callie while she was at the academy and not being content with that, years later you kidnap her and continue your rapes and for the record she isn't your wife and never was or will be.''

T’Vall smiled, “oh I think you are wrong there, she still is in her mind, she gave herself to me several times when we were together. I must congratulate you by the way, for all her sweetness she is a whore in bed! And she Carries my child. That will bring her back to me we will leave together and she will help me build a bigger slaver empire than I ever would working with the Orions.” He came nearer the forcefield and looked directly into Jon’s eyes. “You could drop the forcefield.”

Jon smirked at T'vall, "Sorry to disappoint you but Callie lost your demon seed." Jon answered calmly he has his thoughts raged at T'vall's words about Callie. "Your empire is dead, your dreams of a life with Callie is dead." he shook his head and moved to the forcefield activation switch. After a moment he dropped it. "You got your wish."

Moric T’Vall felt as though he had been alive forever. If he could not have Callie then he would either kill Jon or end himself. He stepped out of the bay. Just one nerve pinch and Callie would be his. He rocked forward on his toes in the classic Vulcan fighting stance. “You want to kill me Jon? I can see it in your eyes, or I may kill you and take Callie for my wife and for my bed.”

Jon mirrored T'vall's stance, "You talk way too much. Lets get on with it.”

T’Vall moved round slowly feinting in and out moving his arms to the left and right. He kicked out suddenly and his right foot connected with Jon’s torso sending him off balance.

Jon reacted quickly sending his left leg into T'vall's stomach where he heard a satisfying 'oof'. he followed up with a roundhouse right that split T'valls lip and green blood oozed out.

T’Vall recovered well wiping his sleeve and seeing his blood which somewhat annoyed him. He knelt down on one leg and knocked Jon flying hearing a couple of ribs crack satisfyingly on the side of the security desk.

Jon gasped in pain but would not be detoured. He launched a series of kicks and punches at T'vall, each reaching its target whether it was his face, arms or legs. Jon was relentless.

It was all T’Vall could do to remain on his feet, he chanced tactics
and grasped him by the arm attempting to bring them together so he could affect a disabling nerve pinch. He bent and broke Jon’s wrist.

Jon screamed in pain but would not yield he brought up his good arm and delivered a devastating elbow smash into the side of T'vall's face and heard bone crack from the force of the blow. "I...am... finished... with you!" Jon gasped and delivered a second elbow to T'vall's face.

T’Vall staggered back green blood streaming from a huge cut above his right eye and he felt the pain of his broken cheekbone throughout his body. He made one last attempt and ran at Jon grabbing him by the throat in an attempt to put his superior strength into choking him. He looked into his eyes with hatred. He spoke spitting green blood into Jon’s eyes “she will ALWAYS be mine you bastard.”

Jon's strength was fading and it was getting harder to breathe but for Callie he fought on. He brought his knee up smashing, driving T'vall's nose backwards, splintering it. "Only in your dreams." He gasped.

T’Vall felt exquisite pain, he knew he was coming to his end but he wanted to take Jon with him. For one last time he found strength kicked out and broke Jon’s femur which caused the bone to break through his skin.

"I will not yield to you and you will not get Callie." Jon wheezed, blood coming up between his lips. He brought his good arm up and with all the force he could muster brought it across T'vall's face, snapping his head back with a satisfying crack.

As his skull fractured Moric knew he had lost…everything. In that moment he saw all he had done, past and present. He saw Callie’s kind and trusting eyes and knew what he had done. She deserved to live her life out with the man she loved and it was not him. He pulled Jon to him and they lay side by side on the floor. Peace came to him as he felt his life slipping away, he fought back, as he knew before he went he had to tell him how to break their bond…”Tell Dex..” he swallowed blood as it coursed down his throat, he could feel his brain swelling..”Tell Dex….

Jon stared at him through pain filled eyes but his mind was clear. "Tell Dex, what? Spit it out T'vall, tell Dex what?"

“Tell Dex………Kolinahr…….” he bit down hard on the molar containing the poison, it hit his system immediately and he began to seize his mouth filling with white froth. He looked at Jon the light in his eyes already fading. Jon’s face changed in front of him. “Father.” He said and died.

Jon stared at T'vall, the man's dead eyes looking at him. He pulled himself into a sitting position. The movement causes waves of pain to flow through his body. He tapped his combadge with his broken wrist. "Brig to Sickbay." He wheezed, blood flowing even more now ,spilling across his lips. "Medical emergency. Hurry Dex." He finished as his eyes closed and his head tilted back to touch the wall. He had saved Callie.

Shon heard Jon’s voice over the com and knew what had happened instantly. “I will go” she shouted, grabbing her trauma bag and med scanner and raced to the brig, outside were two brig officers. “By Surak, could you not hear what is going on in there” she pushed passed them into the brig. They both lay together T’Vall and Jon. She could see at a glance T’Vall was dead.

She threw herself down by Jon, scanner out. “What happened did he attack you?”

"We had a difference of opinion." Jon gasped.

Broken wrist, compound fractured femur, broken ribs, neck trauma, punctured lung, lacerated kidneys and spleen. She withdrew a hypo and pressed it into his neck giving him a huge dose of pain relief.

She scanned T’Vall quickly confirming what she had first thought. “Do not let anyone into this room unless they have Bridge authorisation” she ordered the brig officers,

I’ll get you help now Jon, she pressed her comm =/\= emergency beam to sickbay two from this location =/\=

Jon reached his damaged hand out to her. "Wait. I know how to free Callie from T'vall's hold. He said to tell you Kolinahr."