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Author: Firewolfe
Fiction Rated: T - English - Sci-Fi/Drama - T'Pol - Reviews: 4 - Published: 05-12-08 - Updated: 08-22-08 - id:4253626

Eugenics War

Friday, July 25, 2008

Disclaimer: See Part One

Part 16 Check and Balance? PG

Mestral returned home. He had a feeling that this was going to be the beginning of an alliance that would last through the centuries. He also knew that the man Khan was would be greatly influenced by his own people. He knew that both Khan and Jhan were angry young men. They had suffered greatly in their lives and because of their superior intelligence and abilities they were not the type to take continued abuse. Mestral did not think it was ever going to be easy to tame them. No the best he could perhaps do is help them manage their rage and direct it into useful and beneficial areas for all of humanity. Khan was like fire a destructive force if allowed to burn uncontrolled. However fire could be a very useful tool if used properly. Mestral smiled as he considered ways to allow Khan and Jhan to utilize that explosive energy in a positive way. Perhaps he could use it to build something. It was clear that Khan wished to learn about their technology and he would be allowed to a small extent. Mestral paused in his thoughts. It would be wise not to let them have all of it. He was not quite that willing to trust his new potential ally. Khan was way to much like their Rhissue brother for that. However it might well be a good thing as he would be able to catch any mischief other humans tried to cause. Khan would be an ally but he would need to be watched careful at least for now.

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Khan watched the Vulcan leave and found himself relaxing. He reflected on their meeting. It was strange that this being form an other world’s option mattered. Khan was a superior being he did not need to care what mere mortals thought. Yet Mestral was different in so many ways. The Vulcan did not judge him as he had told his life’s story. Instead he had asked if it was revenge he sought or if he simply wished to protect others. The question had caught Khan off guard so he answered honestly. “My people do not deserve to be treated as slaves in their own country. I want them to have a chance at a decent life. I know not all of the Europeans are bad. However I would not object to having them leave.”

“It is never easy for a being to let go of power. It is one of my concerns. I do not wish to become such an individual myself. It is one of the reasons this council and alliance appeal to me. I would have others to help check me if ever I lose sight of the fact I am here to serve.” Mestral said.

This admission shocked Khan but he smiled. “I promise to remind you. Forcefully if I must.”

Mestral brow rose as he said. “I shall hold you to that promise Khan and I return it.”

Khan laughed and said. “I will have to remember that.”

Mestral merely nodded and knew that they would be each others check.

Khan entered Dawn’s home and found her cooking their meal. He smiled at the smell of the cooking stew. “Something smells good.”

“It should be. I have been cooking it for the last few hours. Maggie gave me the recipe. It is not bad for using vegetables as its base. Come try some.” She held up a spoon and Khan came over. It was relaxing to simply pretend he was one of a billion other men just coning home from work and getting ready to eat with his wife. For a moment he was tempted. He looked at Dawn and knew she knew as well. She slipped the spoon into his mouth and said. “I know, I think about it too sometimes. However you are to gifted for me to be so selfish. Let us just enjoy our time together. We will value it all the more for how fleeting it is.”

Khan ate the stew and set the spoon aside and drew her close. “I do wish….”

“I know, But it would not be fair to Elsie and the others. Come let us pretend then for tonight.”

Khan smiled a little sadly and let her lead him to dinner. Sometimes he wished he could just be that average Joe. As the Americans called them.



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