. . . August 5th . . .
. . . 2999. . .
Even though Barnabas could not hear, he could still have dreams with sound in them. He had nightmares that Karon was to do him harm worse than losing his hearing. Losing his friends was his nightmare. In Star Fleet Barnabas was a valuable asset and he had all attention on him when getting on the bridge. He was someone important. Out of Star Fleet he was just a Cardassian-Romulan Half-Breed. He was not very important, least that can be said. Barnabas joined the half-breed campaign to prevent the pure breeds from getting what they want. Barnabas had been communicating telepathically through those he had been familiar to, acquainted to, and he stopped speaking all together. He could bend a spoon into two, send a fully grown man flying out of the window (Which was. . . Really entertaining) with just one thought, see events from the past, levitating,and clairvoyance was among them. He could read their auras.
We found him, sir!
The root of all problems were to end here for the Cardassian Half-Breeds.
Barnabas took out his dagger.
It is time to show who has the power now, Barnabas thought.
Barnabas closed his eyes focusing on Karon and imagined the dagger stabbing into the Cardassian's chest. He could feel he was there. He could feel a dark sensation glowing off the body of Karon, pure dark motives and a heart stained by sin. Technically Barnabas was about to do a sin but let's not get ahead of ourselves in the name of religion. Barnabas was concerned about any other Cardassian half-breeds sticking around him. They could be his undoing. They could suggest he go to Cardassia Seven (Which he hasn't visited in months) for a 'well deserved vacation'. In fact the idea of going to Cardassia Seven terrified him.
Hello Karon, Barnabas thought, remember me?
You should be dead!, Karon thought back.
Barnabas could feel Karon's deeply troubled shock.
This is for the Cardassian Half-Breeds you murdered!
Barnabas struck forth with enough force stabbing right into the Cardassian's chest.
Next second he was back in the chair and reopened his light green eyes.
In fact Barnabas didn't HAVE ears.
His ears were surgically removed to prevent any infection.
The campaign lead Barnabas to make a treaty with the Romulons regarding any Cardassian-Romulon half-breeds to have their six covered. It was a choice Barnabas did not like for the least. They used to be his enemies aboard the Enterprise-Z. He made a name for himself out of Star Fleet staying far away as he could from any Star Fleet vessel.
Fire at them, Barnabas thought, leave no survivors.
They were going after a escape starship model made to accommodate a small group to do the basic functions of the ship that was less than a thousand but surely in the hundreds range.