Untangling Knots - Chapter 3

NOTE: I would be remiss in not giving my readers at least a little history about the Nietzscheans, so here it is:




Nietzscheans
(Homo Sapiens Invictus)


Physical Characteristics
Nietzscheans are bigger, faster and stronger than normal Humans. They are immune to most poisons and diseases. They can breathe chlorine gas without harm. They can eat a much wider variety of foods, survive in harsher environments, and pride themselves on thriving where normal humans wouldn't dare to tread.


Reproductive Method
Nietzscheans most commonly practice a modified pair bonding form of reproduction which various males compete to win the favor of reproductive-age females, who choose their consorts on the basis of genetic fitness more than emotional compatibility. It is not uncommon for a high status male to have more than one female consort. Think of the combination of a wolf pack, and a lion pride.




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Free Enterprise  - Untangling Knots - Chapter 3




It was the middle of Gamma Shift and Captain Tyr Anasazi was still awake. Why? Nietzscehans being genetically engineered to “take a licking and keep on ticking”, did not require as much sleep as their Homo Sapien cousins.


Tyr had just completed a grueling workout which included personal aerobics, weight training, and sparing with his fellow pride members. He'd showered, and devoured a huge salad. Now, he was ready to tackle some reading. First on his list, T'Marr's Starfleet service record.


It took some time and some finagling, even with his Starfleet Captain's clearances to access her information. It  seemed as if the powers that be, didn't want wanted T'Marr to remain invisible. But, with Tyr was both extremely patient and computer savoy, and was able to access her records. Here is what he read:




T'Marr McPhearson
Born to Soval and T'Noh


At her birth a legal document was drawn up by the intergalactic law firm of, Toval, Glick, & Svenstrup that Lawrence and Monique McPhearson would become her legal guardians in case something happened to them. Six months later, both parents were mysteriously assassinated.


"Assassinated," Tyr thought. "What the ......,"


After that: NO FURTHER DETAILS.


The records then went on to depict her childhood.


T'Marr was raised by the McPhearsons who were an African American couple. Oddly enough, T'Mar was their first child, and they had ten natural children after her. All of which she helped to raise. She had literally became part of the family, even though she was so radically different.


At age twenty-five, T'Marr got curious about her Vulcan heritage, and went back to Vulcan to immerse herself in Vulcan culture. She stayed on Vulcan for fifteen years. From there she applied to and admitted to Starfleet Academy. She took the command track and served with honors.


Tyr frowned when he read that during her career, T'Marr had taken four two month stretches which were designated as “medical leave”. He also noted that these "leaves" were approved by either a Vulcan physician, healer or both. She always returned at the appropriate time and continued her service.


However, the last time she took leave, not did she not return, but extra leave was mysteriously granted. There was a brief mention of the fact that she had returned to Vulcan. For what? NO FURTHER DETAILS.


What especially piqued Tyr's curiosity was the fact that there was no mention of the reason why she originally went missing. Only that she abruptly returned, and was certified for full duty. But, she continued her service as if nothing had occurred. Tyr frowned as he realized that aside from the mysterious gaps and holes, T'Marr's service had been exceptional.


In his past experience, there were three ways of dealing those in T'Marr's situation. 1. He could directly confront her and ask her for the missing information. 2. He could enlist his command staff to keep their eyes on her, and report back to him anything of interest, or out of the ordinary. 3. Or, he could personally continue to watch, and wait it out. It looked like he was going to have to do all three.


"What possessed me to ask for a Vulcan First Officer in the first place?" Tyr wondered to himself as he dozed off.