I awaken at what I assume is dawn. We were in space, therefore there was no Sun. I make my way to the restroom, opting to use the toilet and shower. This was a short procedure. I returned to the canteen after getting a bit lost.
"Here she is!" Jim Kirk announces to Spock and Uhura.
I let a small smile don my face.
"Hello." I sit across from Kirk, next to Uhura.
Toast, which is normal bread warmed, and almost burnt in some cases, is brought to me along with eggs and orange juice. We all dine quietly until our empty plates are taken by the kitchen staff.
"Alright Torah. Let's talk about Silents and their little club." Kirk folds his hands on the table.
"Captain, The Order known as The Silence is hardly a small group. It is massive and a threat." The pointy eared man informs him. I nod in agreement.
"Thank you First Officer Spock but you weren't who I was talking too." Kirk glares at him from the corner of his eye. Uhura smiles at Spock.
"The Silence are a religious order, an offset of my Church, the Papal Mainframe. They exist to stop one prophecy from happening. But I am confident that it will happen regardless. It is a renegade branch, lead by Madame Kovarian, whose sanity I'm not sure is whole. The Silence have recreated Silents to be terrible beasts and soldiers instead of what they were originally created for, being priests." I form the words to explain what had happened. "And now Madame Kkovarian is back. She is leading a siege on the Mainframe and worlds protected by it. I imagine they just want control now. It has nothing to do with the fall of the Eleventh."
"The Eleventh what?" Kirk asks. The other two at the table look at me intently for an answer.
"I am afraid I do not know." I admit sadly.
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Pray To Forget
Gizem / GerilimThe Silence, a religious order, has gone rampant. Silents, confessional priests, genetically engineered to allow people to confess sins without remembering that they had done so, were being controlled by renegade Chief Priests. They had a hunger for...
