The gospel of fear

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Much has happened over the past few weeks. None mattered much to Juhdia, both Camelot and the Fleet worked to repair itself. This new threat, the One Hundred, kept everyone on their toes. They had impersonated Captain Sorehl and had even placed explosives on Federation, Romulan and Klingon vessels alike.

 

But these were all background to the deep thoughts of Juhdia. He knew all to well, what was taking place around him. What better weapon to use against the Federation and it’s allies then their own fear. Not that any Klingon would admit fear, or Romulan for that matter. They lived by a pomp and circumstance much akin to Immortals. Juhdia himself was not immune to fear, but his object of fear was light years away.

 

Yet the crew worked past their fears, as Juhdia too worked, yet he worked on a tool that would delay the fears and impress on the one thing that defeated fear. Hate.

 

“How it bloody well, mucked up it is to be Human.” With this sentiment Juhdia continued his work.