ILLUMINARRPG: (6- 2000) FO Commander Sienna Williams-Verin & CMO Dr. Quinna Solice & CTO Ensign T¹Mur

[Al Muir]

Mission:  Death in the Shadows

Day: 6

Stardate:2446.02.06


(USS Illuminar  - FO’s Quarters - FO Commander Sienna Williams-Verin & CMO Dr. Quinna Solice & CTO Ensign T’Mur - 2000)


Sienna was curled up in the gigantic, oversized plush recliner that was patterned in a hideous jewel tone of purple and was fuzzy to the touch.  It was one of her favorite items and she had found it ridiculously cheap on Vulcan of all places.  In her hand was a PADD that she was reviewing the remaining few repairs.  At her side was a glass of vulcan sparkling wine.  She was wearing a loose caftan type robe and no shoes, her bare toenails painted a light pink.  Her long dark hair was down, and her latest bite from T’Mur was barely visible on the edge of her shoulder.  A soft sigh as she finished the last of the reports and leaned back. She missed T’Mur who was doing a training shift with the other security officers.  Sienna knew that they couldn’t be together at every moment, and that they were incredibly lucky to spend as much time as they did together.


She closed her eyes after finishing her wine and leaned back, relaxing in the chair. So when the door comm went off, she was surprised and rose, smiling when she answered it and saw Quinna there.


Quinna stepped into the room, “Are you alone?”  Quinna said in a deep tone.  She looked at Sienna as a goal about to be achieved.  She took a closer than normal step towards Sienna.


“Yeah, T’Mur’s at a training exercise. Are you all right? You seem a little off. I have some sparkling white vulcan wine if you would like a glass?”  Something about Quinna bothered Sienna, and she took a step backwards, suddenly very nervous.


::Luma, keep a watch on my quarters please. Something’s not right.:: Sienna sent to the being that lived in their ship.


Quinna ran the back of her hand along Sienna’s cheekbone.  “There is something about you I find, shall I say, alluring.”  Quinna said as she circled Sienna.


Sienna froze for a moment, a look of fear mixed with revulsion on her features. Sienna ducked the hand caressing her face. “Quinna?”  Sienna asked, fear in her voice. “I can’t. I’m bonded to T’Mur and I just… she will kill you if you threaten that bond, it is her nature. Please don’t.”


Her fear spiked along the bond between Sienna and T’Mur.


“You know your bondmate desired this body first before yours.  I am willing to offer this body to you.”  Quinna was forthcoming.


“Ah. No thank you.” Sienna smiled, but her smile was nervous. “Quinna, what is going on? Why are you acting so strange?”  Sienna moved so that a piece of furniture was between her and Quinna. Unfortunately this put her further from an exit.


“I am offering you the biggest gift.  This body is pure and untouched.  I wish you to have it.”  Quinna offered again.


“Quinna, first off, you are not attracted to girls. Secondly, thank you again but I’m not interested.  Maybe we should go to sickbay and we can get you checked out?  I think when you were hurt the other day there were some lingering effects. But your new doctor should be able to fix you up in no time.”


::Luma get T’Mur here, now. Use the site to site transporters. Something is seriously wrong with Quinna. If she attacks me, can you handle her?::


::Luma can use the gases and knock you both out, or she can move the Quinna to the brig. The Quinna is not herself. She feels like a boy.::


::She -what-?:: Sienna asked as Quinna moved closer and Sy continued to move, keeping distance between the two of them. Sienna’s attention was now entirely on Quinna and Sy’s fear was growing worse.


“No.  I am fine.  I am guessing by now you have figured out that Quinna does not live here anymore.”  Said the shell of Quinna’s body.


“Excuse me? Who are you if not Quinna?” Sienna hoped that T’Mur would get here quickly.


“I am Rito, well I guess Rita now.” Rito was rather Cocky at this point.  “And what I really wanted is your body.  But this pure body has intrigued me.  Want to hear my original plan?”


“My body belongs to my bondmate, not you.  But sure, tell me about your plan.”  ~Where was T..~  What was going on with Quinna?


“Computer, initiate Quarantine Authorization Solice Davis Samuel nine”  Quinna’s body stared at Sienna, “I bet you can’t read me.”


“Not easily, no. But you are my friend and I don’t want to read you.”  Sienna kept distance between them.


::Luma, whatever she just did, override it, please! Get T’Mur here!::  Sienna was almost frantic now.


::Luma is trying! What is wrong with the Quinna! Why is she broken?::


T’Mur suddenly shimmered and appeared in the hall outside of hers and Sienna’s quarters. Her senses strained to hear the sounds inside the apartment. She still had a sheen of sweat coating her body, that had pretty much soaked through the tank top and shorts she’d been wearing.  She also sported a couple new bruises from the combat training.


Luma had warned her that Sienna was in trouble, and that something was wrong with Quinna. She didn’t know what kind of danger Sienna was in but she was not pleased to hear the news. She listened carefully to the voices in the quarters, and the telepathic communication with Luma through their connection.


::I don’t know Luma but I promise we’ll figure it out and try and fix her.::


“So Rita… How do you plan to take over me?”


”You know, I don’t need you exactly, but Your friendship made it easier to get you.  I just needed a telepath.  A Telepath was needed to read Sanchez.  He was not supposed to die, but I became trapped in a limp body.  A Telepath would have made things easier.”  Rita began to pace.  It was now harder to leave a not telepathic body.  Rita moved closer to Sienna and took hold of her neck and sniffed her hair.  “I think Quinna needs to talk.  Why not talk to her telepathically.”  Rita needed the telepathic connection to hold.  “You do not know what you are missing with this body.”


“I think not. It’s exceptionally difficult to make a non-telepath hear us. It would leave Quinna with a terrible headache since she is not an empath.  As for Quinna’s body, it belongs to Quinna.”


::Luma has Sienna’s T’Mur outside the door and Luma is working on overriding the not-Quinna’s commands.::


::Work faster Luma, I’m really scared. If you can’t, please gas the room. I’d rather have a headache from the knockout gas than have whatever is in Quinna attach itself to me.::


“If you want me to leave this body to the prude that owns it, then let me into yours.” Rito demanded.  “Where is that bond mate of yours?  Shouldn’t she be here by now?  Perhaps you are not bonded like you think you are.”


T’Mur had had enough. She could sense Sienna’s fear and she moved to the door. Standing in the center of the doorway she placed her right hand on the door. She closed her eyes and focused. In her mind she could hear the words of her teacher.


“You must remember that there is no obstacle you can’t get through. The only thing that prevents you from passing through the loosely bound atoms of any object. If you strike with enough force, in the right place, you can break through. Just clear your mind and strike all of the way through, as though the object did not exist.”


T’Mur took a deep breath, opened her eyes and with all of strength struck the central edge of the door. It created a handhold for her to grip and forced the door open.


She moved quickly to Quinna, who still had hold of Sienna’s neck. Before the human could react T’Mur was there, her had shot out and grabbed Quinna by the throat and lifted her from the floor.


“Get your damned dirty hands off my mate,” she said, with a dangerous voice.


Sienna’s fear had her frozen when the not Quinna had grabbed her neck. But then T'Mur was there and taking care of it. Sienna tried to breathe through the fear filling her.


"That is not Quinna.  It is Quinna’s body but not her." Sy gasped out, some bruising on her throat from the hands that had been trying to forge a connection with her.


Sienna hit her comm badge, "Security and medical to the first officer's quarters." She ended the call and watched, "Be careful, that thing wants a telepathic body for some reason. " Sienna felt betrayed and slightly sad by this encounter. And she needed the comfort of T'Mur protecting her.


T’Mur looked around to Sienna, intentionally avoiding their telepathic link, barely understanding the warning.  “What?”  Then she turned back to look at Quinna, who apparently was not Quinna.   She maintained her grip on the woman’s throat as her feet kicked in the air while she struggled to breathe.


Struggling to talk, the entity in control of Quinna Body, “This body is weak...Just a little squeeze,  Snap the neck.  This body will not survive much longer.”  Then the hand lifted to T’Mur’s Face. “Kill me, kill her.  Is that what you want.”  Then moved off the eyes caught with Sienna’s. “Enter my mind and find the truth.”


T’Mur shook her head, “I do not need to kill her to render her unconscious.  I feel her body already going limp.  She will not feel great when she regains consciousness, but she will regain consciousness.  Then we can take time to reveal all.”


She lowered the body of Quinna to the ground then changed her grips.  Pushing her against the wall she crossed her wrists and put the cross on her throat and continued the pressure onto her carotid artery.  Whatever happened next, she knew that Quinna would not completely survive this experience unless she did something right now.


T’Mur turned her attention to Sienna and for the first time used their connection.  ::I need to do something now, but it is dangerous, and I need your help.::


Sienna moved to kneel beside T’Mur. ::What do you need?:: She asked, laying her hand on T’Mur’s leg.  Security should be here soon, as well as the medical help.  If it took much longer, she would have Lee’s head on a platter.


Slowly T’Mur  released her grip on Quinna’s shoulder and touched her fingertips to the woman’s face.  She closed her eyes and began to send her mind into Quinna’s


“My mind to your mind, your mind to mine.  My thoughts to your thoughts.”


T’Mur could feel her mind move between the thoughts of Quinna’s as she attempted to avoid anything that was truly hers and sensitive.  Suddenly she found herself in a large, empty room.  Then another person was there.  It started out to be Quinna, but as it walked towards her the figure changed to a man.  And he was smiling.


Sienna kept her hand on T’Mur’s skin, and linked in with her bondmate. ::What can I do to help?::


::Stay with me and protect me.:: T’Mur sent, making a mental note of their exchange of places. But Sienna’s telepathic defenses were much stronger than her own.


“GET OUT!” Rito Growled.


T’Mur shook her head. “I do not think so. I believe it is you who should… get out. This mind is already occupied.”


“The prude you know is dead.  This is my body.”  Rito could feel the powerful mental bond the young Vulcan had.


T’Mur brought her other hand to Quinna’s face and delved a little deeper. She could feel Quinna still there, trying to fight back but not knowing how.


“You are a poor liar Rito,” she said flatly. “I can sense Quinna still fighting you. She is stronger than you believe.  Release her or you will be destroyed.”


“Destroy me, Destroy her.  No one can free her but me.”  Rito choked out.


T’Mur dove deeper into Quinna’s mind. She calmly looked for where this Rito had hidden the true Quinna Solice. She found an area that she could not access. That would be it. Suddenly a box shimmered and appeared. She could feel the pressure from inside, and almost hear Quinna’s voice calling out, “help.”


“Another lie.  There is one who can free her. She can free herself.”


A smallish figure finally showed himself.  A little imp that kept his distance.  “The little prude is weak.  She has no reason to free herself even if she could.”  Rito looked, “Ahh I see the pathway to your brain.  Let me in and I will leave this one intact.  You are just as capable of achieving my goal.”


This was what T’Mur was waiting for. She did believe that Quinna could fight back with training. But she was not prepared for such a battle. However, T'Mur was uniquely qualified. And what he wasn’t realizing is that on T’Mur’s playing field he wasn’t just fighting her, he also had to deal with Sienna at the same time.


::Be ready my heart,:: she sent to Sienna.


“Agreed,” was all T’Mur said to Rito. With that she wrapped her mind around the impish figure and drew him towards herself. Feeling Sienna shore up her defenses she maintained the meld until she watched the walls melt around Quinna’s image.


Rito knew this was all too easy.  He felt the Vulcan but saw the path to the Betazoid.  “Thank-you my lovely.  Before I exit, there is one thing.”  He made a fireball and flung it in the direction of Quinna's prison.  “You did not think I would let the little prude win.  She knows too much.”


Sienna bolstered the telepathic shields externally of both Quinna’s personality and T’Mur.  She had some of the strongest shields on the ship, because of her time living with the pain of her broken bonds.  They were impregnable.  And as a psion who had been augmented by a Q, she held power.  She was skilled, holding them.  Outside of the trance of the three, no four of them; security came in and put Quinna’s body in restraints. Sienna spoke very quietly out loud, “We’re working on this, just please guard us.” Then turned her attention back to the trance ignoring what was going on outside of them.


T’Mur’s trust in Sienna allowed her to press her position. She enveloped the personality of Rito. In her own telepathic net, tightening its hold, until it was squeezing the imp.


Then she turned to Quinna. It was time for her to free herself from the hold of this personality.


::Now is the time to assert yourself Quinna.  You are Quinna Solice, Chief Medical Officer of the USS Illuminar.  Say it, believe it, and be free.::


Quinna, all dressed in blue, was not in the box but was indeed standing behind T’Mur.  “Who are you talking to?”  She was carrying a net.


Sienna held their telepathic shields, not trusting what she sensed. ::Quinna?:: Sienna asked hopefully.


T’Mur continued to hold the woman’s arms until she was certain that she was herself.


“What the hell are you doing?”  Quinna yelled.  Quinna fought to get free.  “Is that little imp in you.  I swear I am going to tear his little wings off.”


Now she was sure and released Quinna’s arms. She needed to turn her mind inward.


T’Mur checked, ”He is indeed in me.  But not for long.”  She withdrew herself from Quinna’s mind and released her hands from her face. Then she sat on the ground, cross legged and sent her mind deep into her own subconscious.


Now it was just Rito, herself and Sienna. Slowly T’Mur picked at the personality of the imp. ::You have no power here. It is time to end your existence.::


This personality was strong, the joint strength of T’Mur and Sienna was more than a match. It was the first time that T’Mur felt the confidence in her own telepathic control. A personality without a receptacle could no longer exist. Rito was fighting for existence but it would not be enough. He was not enough.


With nothing to hold onto, and Sienna keeping him from everything he could try T’Mur could feel him wither, until finally he was simply no more.


By this time security brought Quinna to her feet and bound her hands behind her back.


“Belay that mister,” T’Mur said and then rushed to Sienna’s side. She threw her arms around her neck and pulled her in.


::How are you my love?::


::I am ok but I was so scared. I knew something was wrong but not how badly it was. Quinna of all people.. :: Sienna clung to T'Mur for a long moment then pulled away.


::Thank you. You were so brave and so strong.::


Quinna felt the tug of the security guards.  They were ready to take her to the brig or sickbay but were waiting for the cue since they were ordered to wait, or so they thought.


T’Mur reluctantly moved from Sienna to Quinna. “How are feeling Doctor?”


“I am confused.”  Was all Quinna could say.  It hurt for her to talk.


“Well we will try to help,” T’Mur told her, putting a hand on her shoulder and removing the restraits. “Why don’t you go down to sickbay with these security men and we will follow shortly.”


While T'Mur talked with Quinna, Sienna spoke softly to the security guards.


"When we are ready, take her to sickbay and have a full set of diagnostics run. Ensign T'Mur and I will fill the Captain in on what occurred even though I am not entirely sure myself. "


Sienna smiled as she realized that both of them had said almost exactly the same thing at the same time, evidence that their bond was deepening.


"Quinna, what is the last thing you remember?" Sy asked curiously.


Quinna tried.  She could feel the swelling in her throat.  “Pain.”


"Before the pain," Sienna pressed. "What is the last event you remember?"  The kindness and caring that Sienna had for her fellow shipmates had almost completely replaced the fear which still lingered in the back of her mind. She needed to process those feelings.  She needed a counselor.


Quinna closed her eyes, as she was trying to speak,she had almost an inaudible whisper, “Sanchez……..De”


Sienna stood up, heading into their shared bedroom to change and make a call. It took her exactly two minutes to shimmy into her uniform and pull her hair back into a tail.


"Commander Verin to Captain Sekal."


He had been meditating when the comm chirped. "Luma put the hail through. Sekal here."


"Sir, are you in a private area?"


"I am in my quarters Commander and I am alone save for T'lah. What is this communication regarding?"


"Uh, Well. Dr. Solice just came to my quarters while T'Mur was away and attacked me. She was being driven by an implanted personality which Ensign T'Mur dealt with. Security is taking her to sickbay." There was true distress in Sienna’s voice.


"An implanted personality?" He rose from the chair. "Explain."


"Some things are easier to discuss in person, Sir."


"I will meet them in sickbay and investigate the matter. And I will need details on how Ensign T'Mur dealt with the implant. We need to be certain there is no contamination left before proceeding. I am leaving now." He slipped into his boots and made his way quickly to the door after affixing the combadge to his shirt. He wasn't currently in uniform and unconcerned by it.


"Yes, Sir. We are heading there now, to an isolation room to avoid embarrassing her."


"Understood. I will be there momentarily."


Sienna walked back out into the living area where the two security, MedTech Anson Williams had arrived, T'Mur and a very quiet Quinna were.


"Luma, please transport all of us to the main isolation room in sickbay."


The shimmering field enveloped them all and they were in sickbay.


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