And so it begins

Posted on Tue Mar 30th, 2021 @ 1:40pm by Ambassador General Worf Mogh

In this time line, the final battle of the Dominion War went something like this. The Federation and the Klingons had taken the fight to the Dominions door step. Having found the production center for the Ketrasel White, and destroying it, the Jem Hedar were on borrowed time. The melee between The Jem hedar and the Klingons was something to behold. Like two well oiled machines unstoppable in their quest to dominate the other, and since both races appreciated a good fight, they lasted in some cases for silly lengths of time. Until finally raw meanness of the Klingon Warrior would win out of the Klingon would die trying. Many of them would see Stovacor today! The Klingon death cry could be heard far and wide on this day.

+Comm+"Ghangies to Defiant, the worm hole has become unstable, we need to get out of here." Came the call from an unidentifiable voice, which meant someone that Worf cared for deeply had not made it or was under the doctors care fighting for their life.

+Comm+"Defiant copy, setting course for worm hole, see you on the other side." Replied Worf still worried about who had gone down in this tremendous fight.

As the two vessels made their way home, Worf felt a yearning that had eluded him for some time. Home. As a child he had sent most of his life on Earth. But just now, he was feeling a very strong pull toward Quonos’ stronger than ever before.

Maybe it was what General Martok had said to him. Maybe he had a point. The Federation was satisfying, but for how long? And he wasn’t getting any younger. If he was ever going to go home, he better do it soon. But with the Council the way it was. Too many still knew of the Black Mark against his family name! He thought to himself.

“Sir, wormhole ahead. “

“Take is in.” He ordered and within seconds they were in the slip stream right behind the Ghangies. But this time. Something was different. Worf all of a Sudden wasn’t on the Defiant. He was in Sisko office. Dressed in a Klingon Warrior Uniform. Placing his Star Fleet communicator on the table. The markings on his uniform were very high ranking and diplomatic.

And then he came out of it. Stunned and shocked.

+Comm+” Deep Space 9 to the Defiant.”

+Comm+” Defiant here DS9. Send your traffic.” Replied Worf

+Comm+” Sir you have a visitor. “ as KE'hylar's face appeared on screen. Worf was shocked and pleased at the same time. This was not as he remembered things. "The worm hole." he muttered to himself. Then he thought of Alexander. What was happening this was all wrong. But he would not look a gifted horse in the mouth. As the expression went! Any timeline with the woman he loved in it was a good timeline!

+Comm+” It’s good to see you. I’ll be there momentarily. Said Worf as he tapped in site to site instructions for the transporters.

“Chief get her ready in case she’s needed. I’ll be in my quarters. “

“Aye Captain.” Was the only reply.

As Worf beamed off the Defiant.