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Star Trek › Deep Space 9
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,018
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
qamuSHa'
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Chapter One: Intro
3-year-old Jake Sisko laid in his bed crying the walls were just thin enough to hear his mother and father screaming at each other. His mom was calling his dad a lair and his dad was calling her a word Jake didn't even know!
The baby sobbed this was the worst fight yet! All week his folks had been fights since the night his mommy had stayed gone all night and come home smelling bad.
Just as Jake was finaly starting to fall asleep there was a loud crash in the room he shot up right in bed with a teary scream for his daddy. A second later a hagered looking Ben Sisko came in a frown on his face that deepened at the site of his crying son.
"Hush baby boy." Ben said and picked Jake up.
"I can't sleep and something broked." Jake sobbingly told hid dad who hugged him close.
"Shh I'm sorry baby I'm so sorry." Ben said rocking Jake in his arms Jake laid his head on Ben's shoulder crying still but not as hard.
"He okay?" Jennifer Sisko asked from the door.
"We just scared him's all." Ben said in a tight voice.
"You going to be okay baby?" Jennifer asked touching Jake's head so he lifted his head to see her worried eyes.
"You always so loud mommy I can't sleep none." Jake said with a sniffle.
"I'm sorry sweety." Jennifer said touching his little face as his dad held him. That's how Jake fell asleep that night at ease and content he didn't know not an hour later his mom would pack her bags and move out.
The Next Day
Jake's dad packed him up and took him and Jake on a ship heading toward the klingon homeworld where an old friend of Ben's was. Ben had taken his leave time and they would be staying with Mr. Dax Jake's godfather for 2 weeks while Ben and Jennifer's devorce went threw Jake didn't understand any of this of course only that his mommy wasn't going to live with his daddy anymore and nobody knew who Jake was going to live with yet.
Ariving at the Klingon home world in a city named 'Ghob' which ment Virtue, Ben took his son to a house where Dax was staying a summer house of a great Klingon warrior and a good friend of Dax's.
After greeting Dax Ben and Jake had a Klingon meal with Dax which terrified poor young Jake as most of the food on his plate was moving!
It was barely dark when Jake fell asleep on the floor of the main stting room after hearing story apon story from Dax.
That night in the streets of Ghob a large fight broke out between the members of the House of Cumoc and the memebers of the House Grak that lived in the city the fight was so big the brawlers started to spred into the near by houses batteling and fighting as Klingon's do with all their hearts and strength. The House the Sisko's were in was one of the one that a Klingon burst threw the door of at once Ben and Curzon were pulled into the fight even if Ben didn't want to be.
Murel daughter of Moren proud member of the house of Grak was backed into the house by Jo'fa Son of Cumco he'd already got a few good cuts in with his kut'luch and she was bleeding badly her own dagger was pink with his filthy blood! As she backed into a sitting room she tripped over a bump in the floor which saved her from a nasty lung from Jo'fa she hear the bump squeak in fear and saw it was a tiny human! Murel didn't spend to much time thinking on this however as she rolled out of the way of the filth's traditional dagger as he stabbed it at the ground were she had been laying.
She punched him in the side of his head and stabbed him in the gut it was a nasty wound but he was still alive and stabbed her back in her lower back she roared!
She pulled back her own blade and slashed it across his throat killing him and showering herself and the little human in his pinkish/red blood. Murel smiled proud of herself after all she was only 15 and had only been in 3 read battels and Jo'fa had been a well know warrior. She took his necklace off that held his family's symbol to give to her own father. She turned and saw the young human looking at her with big scared eyes but he wasn't crying or screaming so she smiled at him.
"nuqneH Human" She said with a laughing smile but still the boy just looked at her confused but not running. Murel rolled her eyes realising the child didn't speak klingon and that she couldn't leave him alone in the empty house with out a door for sure more brawlers would come in or even dishorrable looters the child would most likely die.
"yIvoq Murel" Murel said and lifted the child up she was in pain and had lost a bit of blood but she'd live. The child frowned and touched a cut on Murel's cheak and she grinned her pointed teeth at him he smiled back. It almost took away Murel's breath it was such a warm smile. Murel slit more then one throat between finding her little human and getting to the safty of her home.
Murel reported to her father that Jo'fa the Son of a Targh who had started the brawl was dead and gave him the necklace for this he was so pleased he didn't even comment on the little tinket Murel had brought home with her. Murel had her own dwelling and that's where she went after reporting in. Her home was small only two room and a bathroom it was the normal Klingon dwelling tho darl and dangerus looking. The main room was a sittingroom with a black metal couch like thing in the middle of it, a kitchen area in the back left corner and a shelf beside the couch had a few data pads and a bat'telh was on the right wall, all the walls were all a dark red color and the second room 'the bedroom' was just as dark the only thing in the room was a hard platform that served as the bed covered in black and brown furs of animals she'd killed herself. To Murel it was the best place there was and she planned to keep the human as long as she could so she took him there with her.
Murel placed the boy on the couch and took off her armor to treat the wounds the boy who still had not spoken or made at once climbed down and started to help her as best as a 3-year-old could help tend wounds.
Over the next week Murel stayed close to home healing and learning to take care of her new little boy who she'd claim as her own he was such a good little boy he did what ever she told him to and never made a peep tho it was a little hard to get him to eat sometimes it was like food scared him!
Soon though Murel and the boy became comfortable and comfortable in their new living arangements and as Murel never planned to take a man see saw her little human as her chance to have a son even if he wasn't of her blood or kind.
Most Klingon children were loud and brass but the human was calm but not a coward he was perfect to her even if she douted he'd be a great warrior she was sure he'd bring honor to Murel's name even if her father had taken to picking on her for her little saj.
Murel sat on her bed dressed in a night dress the boy was curled up on her lap as she told him of her battels. She was still working on helping him learn Klingon but it was hard as it was all she spoke.
4 months later
Jake was sitting in the livingroom playing a game with his training wooden sword that Murel had given him he wanted so badly to made her proud of him she was his life now after all.
"loDHom!" Murel called from the table were she had just sat down a plate of Gladst with sauce one of the better things Murel who was no house wife for sure was could cook really well.
"SoSoy! Dochvam vISop net pIH'a'?" Jake said jokingly Murel gave a playful growl and popped him on the side of the head with a laugh for joking on her cooking. The two sat down and started to eat the green leafy plants and the rich brown sauce that covered them.
"DuSaQ tomarrow" Murel said and Jake who she called S'tar nodded.
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nuqneH (lit. what do you want?) Greetings | hello
yIvoq (Trust)
muSHa' to love (literally, to dis-hate)
loDHom boy
SoSoy Mommy (dear mother)
SoS Mother
targh Boarlike animal - as close as Klingons come to dog or cat
Saj pet - like a dog, or cat - more likely a targ, though. [tlh]
bang love, one who is loved
jIyajbe' I do not understand
jIyaj I understand
qamuSHa' I not hate, detest you (i.e., I love you)
Dochvam vISop net pIH'a'? Am I supposed to eat this?
DuSaQ School
Chapter One: Intro
3-year-old Jake Sisko laid in his bed crying the walls were just thin enough to hear his mother and father screaming at each other. His mom was calling his dad a lair and his dad was calling her a word Jake didn't even know!
The baby sobbed this was the worst fight yet! All week his folks had been fights since the night his mommy had stayed gone all night and come home smelling bad.
Just as Jake was finaly starting to fall asleep there was a loud crash in the room he shot up right in bed with a teary scream for his daddy. A second later a hagered looking Ben Sisko came in a frown on his face that deepened at the site of his crying son.
"Hush baby boy." Ben said and picked Jake up.
"I can't sleep and something broked." Jake sobbingly told hid dad who hugged him close.
"Shh I'm sorry baby I'm so sorry." Ben said rocking Jake in his arms Jake laid his head on Ben's shoulder crying still but not as hard.
"He okay?" Jennifer Sisko asked from the door.
"We just scared him's all." Ben said in a tight voice.
"You going to be okay baby?" Jennifer asked touching Jake's head so he lifted his head to see her worried eyes.
"You always so loud mommy I can't sleep none." Jake said with a sniffle.
"I'm sorry sweety." Jennifer said touching his little face as his dad held him. That's how Jake fell asleep that night at ease and content he didn't know not an hour later his mom would pack her bags and move out.
The Next Day
Jake's dad packed him up and took him and Jake on a ship heading toward the klingon homeworld where an old friend of Ben's was. Ben had taken his leave time and they would be staying with Mr. Dax Jake's godfather for 2 weeks while Ben and Jennifer's devorce went threw Jake didn't understand any of this of course only that his mommy wasn't going to live with his daddy anymore and nobody knew who Jake was going to live with yet.
Ariving at the Klingon home world in a city named 'Ghob' which ment Virtue, Ben took his son to a house where Dax was staying a summer house of a great Klingon warrior and a good friend of Dax's.
After greeting Dax Ben and Jake had a Klingon meal with Dax which terrified poor young Jake as most of the food on his plate was moving!
It was barely dark when Jake fell asleep on the floor of the main stting room after hearing story apon story from Dax.
That night in the streets of Ghob a large fight broke out between the members of the House of Cumoc and the memebers of the House Grak that lived in the city the fight was so big the brawlers started to spred into the near by houses batteling and fighting as Klingon's do with all their hearts and strength. The House the Sisko's were in was one of the one that a Klingon burst threw the door of at once Ben and Curzon were pulled into the fight even if Ben didn't want to be.
Murel daughter of Moren proud member of the house of Grak was backed into the house by Jo'fa Son of Cumco he'd already got a few good cuts in with his kut'luch and she was bleeding badly her own dagger was pink with his filthy blood! As she backed into a sitting room she tripped over a bump in the floor which saved her from a nasty lung from Jo'fa she hear the bump squeak in fear and saw it was a tiny human! Murel didn't spend to much time thinking on this however as she rolled out of the way of the filth's traditional dagger as he stabbed it at the ground were she had been laying.
She punched him in the side of his head and stabbed him in the gut it was a nasty wound but he was still alive and stabbed her back in her lower back she roared!
She pulled back her own blade and slashed it across his throat killing him and showering herself and the little human in his pinkish/red blood. Murel smiled proud of herself after all she was only 15 and had only been in 3 read battels and Jo'fa had been a well know warrior. She took his necklace off that held his family's symbol to give to her own father. She turned and saw the young human looking at her with big scared eyes but he wasn't crying or screaming so she smiled at him.
"nuqneH Human" She said with a laughing smile but still the boy just looked at her confused but not running. Murel rolled her eyes realising the child didn't speak klingon and that she couldn't leave him alone in the empty house with out a door for sure more brawlers would come in or even dishorrable looters the child would most likely die.
"yIvoq Murel" Murel said and lifted the child up she was in pain and had lost a bit of blood but she'd live. The child frowned and touched a cut on Murel's cheak and she grinned her pointed teeth at him he smiled back. It almost took away Murel's breath it was such a warm smile. Murel slit more then one throat between finding her little human and getting to the safty of her home.
Murel reported to her father that Jo'fa the Son of a Targh who had started the brawl was dead and gave him the necklace for this he was so pleased he didn't even comment on the little tinket Murel had brought home with her. Murel had her own dwelling and that's where she went after reporting in. Her home was small only two room and a bathroom it was the normal Klingon dwelling tho darl and dangerus looking. The main room was a sittingroom with a black metal couch like thing in the middle of it, a kitchen area in the back left corner and a shelf beside the couch had a few data pads and a bat'telh was on the right wall, all the walls were all a dark red color and the second room 'the bedroom' was just as dark the only thing in the room was a hard platform that served as the bed covered in black and brown furs of animals she'd killed herself. To Murel it was the best place there was and she planned to keep the human as long as she could so she took him there with her.
Murel placed the boy on the couch and took off her armor to treat the wounds the boy who still had not spoken or made at once climbed down and started to help her as best as a 3-year-old could help tend wounds.
Over the next week Murel stayed close to home healing and learning to take care of her new little boy who she'd claim as her own he was such a good little boy he did what ever she told him to and never made a peep tho it was a little hard to get him to eat sometimes it was like food scared him!
Soon though Murel and the boy became comfortable and comfortable in their new living arangements and as Murel never planned to take a man see saw her little human as her chance to have a son even if he wasn't of her blood or kind.
Most Klingon children were loud and brass but the human was calm but not a coward he was perfect to her even if she douted he'd be a great warrior she was sure he'd bring honor to Murel's name even if her father had taken to picking on her for her little saj.
Murel sat on her bed dressed in a night dress the boy was curled up on her lap as she told him of her battels. She was still working on helping him learn Klingon but it was hard as it was all she spoke.
4 months later
Jake was sitting in the livingroom playing a game with his training wooden sword that Murel had given him he wanted so badly to made her proud of him she was his life now after all.
"loDHom!" Murel called from the table were she had just sat down a plate of Gladst with sauce one of the better things Murel who was no house wife for sure was could cook really well.
"SoSoy! Dochvam vISop net pIH'a'?" Jake said jokingly Murel gave a playful growl and popped him on the side of the head with a laugh for joking on her cooking. The two sat down and started to eat the green leafy plants and the rich brown sauce that covered them.
"DuSaQ tomarrow" Murel said and Jake who she called S'tar nodded.
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nuqneH (lit. what do you want?) Greetings | hello
yIvoq (Trust)
muSHa' to love (literally, to dis-hate)
loDHom boy
SoSoy Mommy (dear mother)
SoS Mother
targh Boarlike animal - as close as Klingons come to dog or cat
Saj pet - like a dog, or cat - more likely a targ, though. [tlh]
bang love, one who is loved
jIyajbe' I do not understand
jIyaj I understand
qamuSHa' I not hate, detest you (i.e., I love you)
Dochvam vISop net pIH'a'? Am I supposed to eat this?
DuSaQ School