The Hand of Kahless
The Final Reflection and Kahless (Star Trek: All)
Chapter One
Tactics
The children of the Empire were arming for the
Game.
Vrenn was a Lancer. He tested the adhesion of
his thick-soled boots, adjusted a strap and
found them excellent. He flexed his shoulders
within their padding - the armor was slightly
stiff with newness; he would have to allow for
that.
Vrenn's Lance still hung on its charge rack. He
leaned into the wall cabinet, read full charge
on the indicator, and carefully lifted the
weapon out. The Lance was a cylinder of metal
and crystal, as thick as his palm was wide. He
rested its blank metal, Null end on the floor,
and the glass Active tip just reached his
shoulder. Then he hefted it, spun it, ran his
fingers over the controls in the checkout
sequence, watching flashes and listening to
answering clicks. The crystal tip glowed blue
with neutral charge.
It was a fine Lance, absolutely new like his
armor. Vrenn had never before had anything that
was new. He wondered what would happen to these
things, after they ... read full excerpt from: Star Trek: The Hand of Kahless: The Final Reflection and Kahless ebook
