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Now it's starting to get just a bit better.



Skylark followed behind the group from the enterprise as they entered the dark room on the Scimitar. Her older sister Deanna walking just infront of her. Unlike the others skylark wore a black catsuit with shoulder armor, gauntlets, and thigh and hip armor. Her black cape flowing, attaching to the suit under the shoulder armor. She liked to be prepared always. And though she was apart of a fleet and organization that loved peace she knew not everyons felt the same. And so during this trip she took extra measures to ensure her safety. Armor was one. The hidden daggers on her were another. She stepped behind her sister as a figure emerged and began speaking to Picard. As the conversation went on she mumbled under her breath. "Jesus. He likes monologs doesn't he?" To which Deanna turned momentarily to give her sister a glare without having to speak the words to tell her to shut up. She raised her hands in a surrendering motion and looked up as the man continued before She quietly groaned. "Oh maybe he's a vampire or something. He wants to drain us. Thats why its so dark."  She whispered. Her sister reaching back to smack her this time. "Hey!" She whisper yelled and moved away abruptly. This however caught the praetors attention and he studied the two females in awe. "I've never met a human woman before. Let alone two." He spoke. Skylark scoffed as her sister grabbed her arm and spoke. "We are only half human." He stepped down the stairs as he began to speak. "Deanna Troi. " he stated and began to rattle off her sisters abilities. But then her turned to her. "But you. Im afraid I had no idea ms Troi even had a sister." He said. "Please enlighten me to your name?" He asked with a smile. Skylark. "Yeah most people aren't privy to that information. But ill make it easy for you. I'm feeling generous today. Names Skyark Troi and I'm afraid I don't have the abilities my sister does. So unlike her I fight dirty." She said with a warning glare. His vibe was off. But her sister being the nice woman she was apologized for her behavior. "Im afraid you'll have to forgive my sister praetor. She's just very wary of new people." Deanna said softly. The praetor only gave her a smile. "I understand fully." He held out a hand "may I touch your hair?" He asked. Before either could answer picard interrupted and the man was back to his monolog. Before he ordered the computer to light up the room. She could finally see the praetor and nearly whined. "Oh hes attractive! Of course he is! All the creepy ones are!" She whisper yelled making her sister look at her with an uncomfortable glare. "What its true and you know it." She said going back to watching the man and his monolog about his disease and early life. But as she watched picard and the praetor interact she was confused. It seemed as if the two of them knew eachother. But that couldn't be right. This praetor was young. And to her knowledge picard hadn't spoken with him before. And as he went on more she realized. The preator was a clone of....picard?! She let her jaw drop. "No." She said in complete awe. "Holy shit. Picard used to look like THAT?!" she whispered to her sister who was equally shocked. "Wow. Aging really sucks." She followed up. Again receiving a glare from deanna as shinzon stepped forward moving his cloak to the side to grip a dagger in its sleeve. In less than a second skylark was infront of picard and worf and Data, one of g

Her daggers pointed right at the neck of the praetor. He grinned at her as he used the knife to cut into his own hand, blood seeping out as he held out the knife hilt first towards her. "I think you'll be wanting this." He said softly, his eyes meeting hers straight on. She slowly moved her hand forward and grasped it. Their hands met briefly and she felt a shock run right up her arm. She quickly pulled the dagger away and slipped her own back into its spot. His eyes following her like that of a predator with its prey. She never took her eyes off him as she stood her ground infront of picard. A hand lay itself on her armored shoulder. "Its alright skylark. You can stand down." She eyed him one last time before turning swiftly, her cape swishing as she went, boots making noise against the floor as she returned to her spot behind her sister. Ready to phase out. She met his eyes once more and they never disconnected as they phased back into the enterprise.

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Skylark phased onto the heavily damaged scimitar after picard who had gone to try to stop shinzon from blowing up the enterprise. She knew that picard didn't stand a chance alone. She rushed through the halls noticing the bodies on the ground as she went. When she reached the deck she saw shinzon slashing a dagger at picard. She snuck up the stairs stealthily and came behind him. Picards eyes slightly widened before he schooled his face into a look of indifference. She grabbed shinzons shoulder and whirled him around to face her, knocking the dagger from his hand as he widened his eyes seeing it was her. "I told you once I fight dirty. I meant it." She then smashed her head into his, watching as he slipped to the ground unconscious. She could feel the trickle of blood down her face from her forehead. Picard nodded a thanks to her and looked down at shinzon. "Take him and get back to the ship." He said. "Why? He tried to kill us all!" She growled. "Let him burn with his precious ship!" He turned to her with a stern look "follow my orders skylark! Go!" He said slapping the chip on shinzon. "Fine!" She phased back onto the enterprise with an unconscious shinzon, dragging him down the hallways to her sleeping quarters. "For a twig you weigh alot." She muttered as she pulled out her desk chair and shoved him into it, using some rope to tie him to it tightly. She could hear the explosion and closed her eyes. It was over. For now. Now her problem was the unconscious would be conquerer tied in her chair. She eyed him before deciding he would be out for a while.

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She looked up from what she was doing when she heard him groan. He blinked his eyes hard a few times before realizing he was tied to a chair and immediately snapped his attention to her. "Have a good sleep?" She asked sarcastically. He glared. "Why am I here?" He growled. "Dunno. Ask picard. He was hellbent on saving you. I wanted you to burn personally." She said and went back to sharpening her daggers. He let out a breathy laugh. "Even after all I did he still feels the need to be a Saint and spare me." She raised a brow but didn't look up or stop her work. He eyed her. "You however do not share the same feelings obviously." She snorted. "Nope. You're a nuisance I was hoping to be rid of. Instead I get told to babysit you." She said blowing the metal shavings away from the blade. "So why don't you make this easy for the both of us then hm?" He said. She looked at him. "If you're trying to appeal to my merciful side you should know I don't have one. Especially not for you." She said. He sighed. "Im dying anyways. You're just wasting your time." She stood, tucking the dagger into its place. "I beg to differ. You see, I get entertainment out of watching you suffer. So keeping you alive and watching your body fail you is not as time wasting as you think. Infact I think its a very fitting punishment for you." She gave a smile before pulling out a roll of duct tape and pulling off a piece. "Now no more talking." She said rubbing it over his mouth. He glared at her the whole time. She simply laughed amused with herself.

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"You want me to WHAT?" She asked picard in shock. "Train him." He sighed. She threw up her hands "whats the point in destroying his ship and taking him prisoner if you were just gonna let him free to try and kill us all again?! And you want me to train him to make it easier when he does?!" Picard rubbed his face in exasperation. "He is not a bad person skylark. He had no one to teach him any different. His actions were fueled from rage and hatred towards those who wronged him. He wanted to prove himself. He has nothing now. Where is going to run to if he does kill us all? His ship is gone as are his supporters. The remans hate him. They will shoot him on site for what he did to them. And no one else will welcome him. We are his only hope at survival. And he knows that. I want you to train him. So we can send him with you on missions." He said. "What makes you think I want a partner?" She crossed her arms. "It is not up for debate. Train shinzon or step down. Those are your options." He stood and exited the room. She cursed. Life hated her.

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She groaned as shinzon set her down on the medic bed. Her hand over the stab wound in her abdomen. Their latest recon mission hadnt gone well at all. They were ambushed and before she could register what was happening she had been stabbed. Shinzon had grabbed her and quickly phased them back onto the enterprise to avoid anymore damage. The medic moved her hand and put pressure on the wound causing her to grit her teeth in pain. Shinzon stood against the wall as he watched everyone rush around her. And before long she was unconscious due to the drugs she had been injected with. He stayed even after she had been stitched up. Moving to sit beside her beside. He didn't know why he felt particularly attached to her lately. He used to think it was because she was just an attractive human woman and he hadn't met anyone else like her. But he was starting to realize it was more than that. He gently took her hand in his and watched her face as she opened her eyes. "You're still here." She stated tiredly. "Yes." She raised a brow. "Thought you'd be quite disappointed I hadn't been finished off." She said as they bickered quite alot. He shook his head. "I know you don't believe me, but I do not hate you." She snorted. "Hmm. And here I thought that was all you were capable of." He sighed and gripped her hand tighter. "I mean it skylark. I do not know this feeling. Or how to describe it. But I do know that I will slaughter anyone that tries to hurt you again." She swallowed hard. "You don't mean that." He grunted in annoyance. "Yes I do you stupid girl." He said growing annoyed with her denial. She let out a breath. Her heartbeat speeding up and causing the machine to release another dose of sedative into her IV. she looked at him before her eyes closed again to unconsciousness. He stroked her cheek gently. "You're not invincible. I wish you'd be more careful." He said and got up. He turned to leave but hesitated. He turned back and leaned down to kiss her forehead. He then straightened up and moved towards the door.

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She climbed into her side of the bed, her hair still damp from her shower. She let out a sigh and laid down onto the pillows. Shinzon put down the data pad and moved from his place at the desk, climbing beside her. "Computer. Lights off." He said. Once the lights were out he pulled her to him and she settled into his side and moved her head onto his chest. He kissed her head and wrapped his arms tightly around her. "Goodnight love." He said. She hummed against his chest. "Night." He smiled and closed his eyes. He silently thanked picard for this path he had put him on. Without him he wouldn't be here. Be happy. Truly happy.