Laila, Spock's Granny (Book 1: Vulcan Gladiatoress and Klingon Slave)

Piratess

Next day, I had the worst terrible muscle aching ever. Getting out from the bed was a hardship and I could only do it to go to the bathroom. I was moving along and limping like a 250 year old Vulcan.

While I recovered, during the next few days, I spied on Kala, when she logged in and eventually, I had her whole password. Then, in the evening, when everybody was gone, I logged in as Kala. I looked around in her documents and there was one folder named Laila_Kesh. One subfolder was Bluegill Parasite. I found interesting information about Trill symbionts and Bluegills, which had gotten crafted by the Trill. The Trill were a humanoid species from the planet Trill, hence the name. Over the cause of centuries, they were breeding symbionts, which lived for several hundreds of years. The symbionts were inserted into Trill humanoids and enhanced their physique and more importantly their mental capabilities. They added another brain to the host and all their knowledge. The symbionts, were sentient beings of their own. During the century long breeding process, symbionts and hosts were selected, who looked for a true symbiosis, a partnership for mutual benefit. The selection process came at a price. The symbionts could not live outside of a host for long anymore and the bodies of suitable hosts were weak in comparison to the average Trill. Both symbiont and host were submissive. So while quite smart, Trill symbioses were not leaders. Another problem was that the symbiont brought all previous live experiences with it into the symbiosis. Depending on the nature of the previous experiences, this could lead to depressions and psychoses. Trill symbioses were sensitive creatures and required a TLC type of environment (with very few exceptions). Due to the Trill symbioses, the Trill species very much advanced scientifically and socially. They conquered space and established a colony on the planet Kurl. A virus outbreak on Kurl particularly effected the Trill symbionts. With the expertise gained in genetic engineering, they tried to create a new symbiont, which had many improvements. The newly created symbiont could live outside of a humanoid body. It had a genetic memory, thus all the knowledge of the Trill was available in every Bluegill. The Bluegill did not have a brain of its own and thus was a much smaller creature. A lot of its genes came from insects and so it was in essence a large insect. As it was much smaller than the symbionts, it could connect to the host's nerve system at the brain stem. This connection was a lot more effective than that of the original Trill symbionts. The genetic memory of the Bluegill stored knowledge, but no feelings and as such, psychological problems of previous hosts did not carry on to the current one. The Bluegill had total control over the host body and could thus enhance the physique of the host. Improve reaction time, strength, endurance, healing, immune response and so forth. Embedded in the genes of the Bluegill was a desire to lead and to be superior. The Trill had designed it that way. Along with all the improvements, also came disadvantages. The Blugill did not have a brain, they had insect ganglion. They needed the host's brain to be intelligent. Outside of a host, they were dumb insects, driven by instinct. The Bluegill had no conscience. Their personality was embedded in their genes, it could only change with gene modification. So one way to change their personality was when the Trill changed the genes by engineering. Another way was for the Bluegill to change its own genes by natural evolution. Both, ways were not easy and took time. The outcome of it all was, that the Bluegill subdued the host's conscience and took the host's body in possession. A few days after the insertion, the first hosts could only be reached telepathically. The first Bluegills had to be removed from the host, but as they had full control over the host's body, they killed it during the removal process. The next step was to create Bluegills with a submissive genetic character, so that they would submit to the host. However, not only the host, but also the original Bluegills, could make the new Bluegills submit. As such, the original ones became the spawnmothers and the new ones the workers. The spawnmothers demanded the new Bluegills to subdue the host and recognize them as their queens, which they did. The experiment was thus still a failure. From that point on, the Trill did not have anymore voluntary hosts and the experiment was dumped and all remaining Bluegills and symbioses killed by launching an apocalypse on Kurl. The Trill public regarded the Bluegill as parasites, not as symbionts, and as such they were further on referred to. The gained knowledge and the DNA sequences of the Bluegill however, was still existent and two Trill scientists secretively created new Bluegill parasites. Spawnmothers and workers. In that subfolder, was another file = Inhibiting procedure. I read it. Kala's report:I put on a chemical full body protection suit, made for chemical and biological work, which fully isolated me from the outside world. Next I took the mobile life cage and moved it into a hermetically sealed lab container. The life cage in essence is a device on wheels, about 1,5m high and 1m in diameter. For easy maneuvering it features a handle bar. The Trill had constructed it to cage smaller forms of life and keep them safe and in hibernation. Temperature, humidity, airflow, atmosphere content can all be specifically set. All parameters can be set to species specific values, so to keep the life inside in hibernation. A camera inside the cage and a monitor outside of it allows for proper inspection of the content chamber. The content chamber is small compared to the rest of the machine, only 30cm high and 20cm in diameter, the rest of the life cage is taken by the necessary machinery, like compressors, filters, heat exchangers, controls, batteries and so forth. Once I had locked the hermetically sealed lab container, I opened the content chamber of the life cage and removed the insect type creature inside. The low temperature inside the content chamber and the same low temperature I had set for the lab container kept the creature in hibernation. The creature could not do anything. It did stay asleep as intended. Still my suit and the hermetically sealed lab were precautions in case something went wrong. I had zero experience with this species and adhered to better safe than sorry. As the next step I moved the six-legged creature with its pincers at the head under the microscope and used the laser scalpel to make a 3mm incision at the front part of the head. In the little hole I had made, I inserted the micro incision tube and cut forward to the nerve ganglions where the pincers were connected to the head. It was necessary to find the correct ganglion out of the four nerve connection centers. The target was the ganglion compositis motricium, which was only 50µm in diameter. In my head I had executed the procedure a couple of times already, but reality is always different. The instructions for the procedure came from several centuries old documentation I had purchased two years ago, together with the creature. The tiny nerve ganglion, I had to remove was at exactly the spot where the documentation had described it to be. It was an indication for the correctness of the documentation in whole. Once I had extracted the ganglion, I removed the tools again and closed the wound with fibrin glue. The same procedure had to be repeated on the other side as well. Once it was finished, I put the creature back into the life cage and locked it. I was truly relieved when that work had been completed. So far, everything had worked well and according to plan. Now, both Mirih and I knew, why she had not been able to take full control of my body. Yet Mirih was determined to heal the ganglions, which had gotten removed, but she had no idea how. While she could drive the healing, recovery and repair of my own body, she had no advanced means for her own insect body. The Trill did not modify the insect genes in regards. She could only hope, that repair would go automatic, driven by the intrinsic repair mechanisms of insects. Under the reports in the Laila_Kesh folder, I found the report from Monday last week: The mild narcotics in the food and the potent narcotics in the liquid container of the IB had done their job and the Vulcan subject was deeply asleep. I put my chemical full body protection suit on and removed the Bluegill parasite from the life cage. It was still hibernating as it should have been and I could easily place it next to the subject on the stretcher. It took about half an hour for the Bluegill to gain body temperature and start to awake. The smell of a prospect host in vicinity did the rest and the six-legged insect started out on its way to 'ethl tits neck. With its pincers it cut the skin at the back of the neck of the subject and then forced its way in. Again it used the pincers to close the skin cut of the subject. I guess the insect has fibrin glue glands in its pincers, which not only allow it to cut into and through tissue, but to also connect it again. With the closure of the cut it vanished from sight. What I did was abhorrent, from a humanitarian standpoint, but from a scientific standpoint it was most interesting and thrilling. I used the ultrasonic scanner to see what the insect was doing under the skin. It settled at the back of the neck vertebra of the subject. I could obviously only see it with the ultrasonic scanner, but with my bare eyes I could see the skin getting stretched and pushed out with the creature moving under it. After it had settled, making use of its pincers, it got busy cutting a cannel between the scull and the first dorsal vertebra, where it would connect to the brain stem. The procedure must be extremely painful and traumatizing, unless the host is narcotized. As was with 'ethl tits. After three and a half hours there was no more movement recognizable under the ultrasonic scanner and I guessed the creature had fully settled and I stopped the IB from injecting more anesthesia. It would take another one and a half hours for 'ethl tits to wake up and then I needed to make the IB beam pain killers into her body. The IB is a very convenient device. Fucking expensive for a syringe, but worth every frick'in darsek. That fucking bitch. Mirih and I, both wanted to kill her, but for different reasons. Still we had to wait until she would come back in the morning.

My anger had somewhat settled over night, but I still wanted vengeance. However, Vulcan logic made me aware, that I still needed Kala for medical aid up until and maybe even after the fight. Straightforward confrontation plus threats, would likely demotivate her in regards. I had to play along and take revenge later, when a suitable opportunity came up.

My piratess did have similar thoughts about ourrelationship as I did, because she made a proposal: "I will call you Laila,if you call me Mirih!" This time, her offer was honest, that much I couldfeel. My Klingon Mutant was skeptical however, because I could also feel, thatMirih still wanted dominion. She was a fucking bitch after all. She regardedherself as the empress and wanted to rule, rule over my body, rule over me,rule over the Klingons, rule over the galaxy and rule over the universe andfinally rule over the multiverse. If she would ever manage to get full controlover my body, then she would not hesitate and lock me up in my brain. After thefight, I had to get rid of her, cause I had zero desire to get locked up in mybrain at some point in time. The Vulcan side of my mind however demanded astatus quo, at least for the time being, because that was the only sensiblething: 'Fine Mirih.'