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Lost Souls, Part 2

Posted on Sat Nov 3rd, 2018 @ 11:08am by Lieutenant Marcus Alexander, MD

Mission: Episode 2: Columbus Ascending
Location: Starbase 611 Deck 21 - Canteen
Timeline: 02 January 2389 - 2300

[Previously]

Marcus still on his knees looked up. He was still dazed and confused. The figure made his way towards Marcus. He squatted down towards Marcus. The figure extended his hand to help Marcus up. "Looks like your big brother was here to save you yet again."

Hearing those words, a sense of shock came over Marcus and all he could do was stare at the face of his older brother.

[Now]

Marcus took a slow sip of the amber colored liquid in his glass. He was still somewhat shaken up from the events with the Klingon, Andorian, and Orion; and now the appearance of his brother had sent Marcus's world into a tail spin. James Robert Alexander was Marcus's elder brother by 4 years. The last time Marcus had seen him was Christmas Day 2384. He had taken a job on a commodities freighter and would soon be enroute for deep space. He would occasionally send Marcus crates with exotic liquors to taste, usually avoiding Federation customs. His wife had divorced him just six months prior. The family thought this was James's way of 'finding himself.' James looked very similar to Marcus but with a slightly heavier physique. Marcus had come to the conclusion that the Klingon might have mistaken him for his brother.

James and his Betazoid friend had been helping the Canteen barkeep straighten things back up. He then walked over to Marcus and patted him on the shoulder, "Feeling any better, little brother?"

"I'm gonna' have one hell of a headache in the morning, but other than that I should be good," Marcus replied. Marcus took another sip of his drink as James sat next to him at the bar which was now empty except for the barkeep and the three of them.

"So what are you doing all way out at Starbase 611?" James inquired.

"Starfleet," Marcus said with a monotone voice. "The better question is what are you doing here?"

"Business," James said with the same monotone tone in his voice.

Marcus rolled his eyes at his brother, trying not to let him see the expression. "Do I want to know what kind of business?"

James paused for a minute with a blank stare if for only a second or two. The Betazoid female walked to James's left. "I was going to tell him," he snapped at her. "How many times have I told you to stay out of my head?"

She came and sat in the sit next to Marcus with her back against the bar. She slowly slumped down on the stool in a seductive position. "Ooo... doctor, I like the way you think," she said, "maybe one day we can make those thoughts come true."

Marcus blushed. He looked at his brother then back at the woman. He opened his mouth to speak but was quickly cut off.

"Before you ask," James interjected, "she has a mutation of the A1T5H78 gene, It allows her to have almost super telepathic abilities. Even being able to manipulate someone's very thoughts or actions. Most Betazoids with her ability go insane and are locked away for their and everyone else's safety. She's special. Martena is special," he said as he smiled at her. "We need your help though."

"What do you need?" Marcus replied.

"We were wanting to see if that Captain of yours would let us accompany you into the Delta Quadrant. The commodities market in the Alpha Quadrant just isn't what it used to be. We're looking for new ventures, and I know he's been letting Emerson Poe accompany you. With a ship that big, I'm sure there's plenty of room."

"I don't know," Marcus replied. "That's a big risk since what happened to the Columbus, he's gonna be a little hesitate." Marcus paused, "but I will see what I can do." Marcus smiled at his brother.

James again patted Marcus on the back. "Looks like the Alexander brothers might be working together again. I'm sure the Captain can find a little room for by B'rel class bird of prey."

"How did you get your hands on that?" Marcus asked.

"Won it, that's all you need to know." James looked over Martena, "Looks like its about time to be getting back." He then turned his head to his brother, "be sure to ask as soon as possible."

James and Martena stood and walked towards the exit. Marcus could see the red glow of the transporters in the corner of his eyes. He then quickly slammed the rest of his drink down. He walked out of the Canteen which had started to accumulate patrons outside. He had a lot to do the next day, and was hoping his commanding officer was understanding and well...back.

 

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