The Vulcan Changeling Project

The Gift

T’Pau nodded as she spoke, “The situation spiraled out of control when a half-human, half-vulcan child was born twenty years ago, her name was T’Vesth, her father was killed on a science vessel when the child was around eight years old and shortly after the child’s mother took her life. When her body was discovered there was DNA material that matched the child’s and it was presumed that the child had injured herself as well and had wandered out in the desert to die. However, two weeks ago Commander Shaterth sent me an urgent message that the girl was alive and well. She had been kidnapped by the Vulcan Brotherhood as a child and her mother’s death had been made to look like a suicide.” T’Pau bowed her head and then motioned for Shaterth to step forward.

Shaterth stood in the center of the cave and when he spoke his voice conveyed his weariness, “T’Pau speaks the truth. The child was kidnapped and taken to a medical clinic at a Romulan Space Station. When the girl was brought in she was covered in her own blood as well as her mother’s, her body shook, she was in shock and it was clear that she wouldn’t survive much longer, so I was called in, for I am a mystic healer for maladies of the soul.” Shaterth paused for a moment, as he tucked his trembling hands within the folds of his robe.  A gust of wind extinguished the flame of the torch closest to the entrance of the cave and in the silence that followed, a lone animal screamed in the night, a few seconds later its cry was answered by its mate, it was a harsh guttural sound that proceeded their coupling, for the wild animals of Vulcan were hot, passionate creatures, not ruled by logic like their homosapien counterparts.

The creatures must be close for Shaterth could hear them as they circled each other, growling and snarling with the need to procreate. Waiting for the moment to come when their cries morphed into the whimpering of copulation, Shaterth sighed and then continued on with his story. “The Doctor at the clinic was a specialist in genetics and he was convinced that the child’s mental abilities would be impaired. He argued that a half-breed child had no place on Vulcan, Earth, or Romulas and so he approached me with a plan to alter the child’s body structure so that she appeared human; however he wanted to leave her brain tissue intact so that he could study her. I was appalled for what he suggested was monstrous. Later on that evening I was informed that the child had mercifully died on the operating table, and I was happy to put the whole sordid event behind me. I let the memory of the situation fade away, until two weeks ago when T’Pau called me. She told me the child had grown into a woman and that she had the gift.”

T’Pau stepped forward and looked at each of them in turn, “The gift he speaks of is the T’Mayal-the telepathic ability to communicate with another Vulcan on a level far beyond the mind-meld, it is a sacred gift that no off-worlder should know of.  The Federation has been informed of the woman’s existence, but not of her gift, for it is too powerful to reveal to anyone other than our own kind.”

Sarek arched an eyebrow,”T’Pau are you sure this is wise?”

Shaterth stepped forward, “The gift as you know has the potential to be used as a powerful weapon. Can we really trust the Federation with this knowledge? For the power of the gift is seductive, few can resist it. As we speak a Bird of Prey has been stolen from a Romulan Starbase by the RVB and is headed on an intercept course with the Federation Starship-The Enterprise.”