Admiral Austin C. Travis, Jr.

[Good. I want them all to suffer for what they've done to me.]

[That's true. I'm sorry, D'Nesh...I want you to do anything you can to alienate them again. Make them hate each other. That way, they're easier to defeat.]

[DAMN!!! I don't want her to EVER be happy again with anyone! Especially with those two! I wish that idiot S'Ten had just shot her when he had the chance, but no, the woman who turned Trip against me had to stop him!]

[What is it, my darling D'Nesh? What stupidity did she do now?]

// What movie have you seen an unhealthy number of times?

Or just age taking its toll. I'm still relatively fit for my age, but I'm not as fit as I used to be.

I'm very well-coordinated for my age and I still have all my teeth.

Fortunately, not everyone in this universe has that ability.

We never asked for your opinion, and it doesn't matter to us.

*Austin sat up, having caught his breath.*

Don't bother with them, Enderby...It's fine.

He's not a task force; he's a puppet. A puppet for us. His personal life gives us what we need to pull his strings and make him dance to our tune.

He will eventually, but for now, he serves our purpose.

That's where we help him. We help him take out the ones who would...cause trouble, the ones who prefer the current leadership. Then the current leadership has no one to save them when we install Admiral Travis.

He will become Commander-in-Chief of Starfleet and arrange it so we can continue our activities without harassment from the idiots like Doctor Bashir who keep trying to destroy us.

It means I don't have all the physical abilities I had when I was younger. I'm not as strong as I used to be.

I'm also not as young as I used to be.

No, we didn't. It's a mutually beneficial deal. We need him, and he needs us.

It's using an advantage an opponent doesn't have.

We don't make ice cream. That's a joke made only by wags who have too much time on their hands.

*The 31 agent gazed at them almost as if he wasn't afraid at all, even though they had just used the Force to bend his agonizer.*

I don't want to cheat to win.

*Just then, a human male wearing a black Starfleet badge stepped out of the shadows behind Second Sibling, clapping an agonizer to the back of their neck and activating its lowest setting.*

Let him go. *The as-yet unknown man growled.*

You're damned right I did!

More like one who doesn't cheat to win.

I don't want unlimited power from another universe. I want to do this *my* way.

Opinion noted.

I got the report from Section--I mean, Starfleet Intelligence on that. He's a disgrace to his commission.

Her lover impregnated her.

I do have my girlfriend, who I plan to marry, but I have some...unfinished business to attend to. I will have my revenge.

They won't know it's me. I have ways to take my enemies down.

*He evilly grinned and chuckled.*

When I'm done with everyone who's wronged me, I will be the unquestioned master of Starfleet, so I think my career will be furthered through this.

I will destroy their careers and the careers of those whom they love, and I will have my full revenge on those who turned them against me.

Something like that. They all wronged me, and I will be a villain to them for it.