Bill looked at Zoe, “I have to go. We Migrants are the property of the Vulcan Council. We are headed back to Vulcan to support the rebuild.”
“Nobody can be property.”, the Bolian Unit Commander looked at the Migrant.
“We were liberated from Xindi Control by the Vulcans. We owe them.”, Bill looked at Zoe.
“But what about what we shared?”, Zoe looked at the Xindi Insectoid Hybrid slave.
“You were my superior.”, Bill Clinton, named by Nicole Branson looked at Colonel Beamon.
Starfleet hated the Migrants and even before the Multiverse Rift, they refused to admit that the Vulcans had the group of workers who have been used for everything from slave labour to infantry.
Zoe actually sobbed as Bill and his Insectoid friends boarded a ship for New Vulcan. She thought that Bill liked her, maybe even loved her.
The trouble for Colonel Beamon is those Migrants made up her Zombies. She was now a Colonel without a Unit. Maybe she was not crying for her failed relationship, maybe she was just crying for failure period.
Zoe went to see General Brown. She knew that the King’s Fleet had culled the Droid Army. She had no soldiers. She thought she may end up as a Security Chief on a King’s Fleet vessel.
General Brown asked the Bolian if she had a problem with Anticans, the dog like aliens. Zoe thought this was an odd question. She was Bolian, her blue skin made her an outcast. She had no problems with anyone.
General Brown escorted Colonel Beamon to back quarters in the King’s Fleet Marine Barracks. He slowly opened the doors to expose a room filled with about 250 Wookiees. Zoe gasped. The seven foot tall extremely hairy aliens just stood there terrified. It was horrifying to see the fear in their eyes. Zoe looked at Bell, “These are not Anticans.”
“Yes they are.”, Bell winked, “Harbouring unregistered Imperials is against the law in the Federation. The King’s Fleet was ordered to execute all non-registered Imperials.”
“These are Anticans.”, General Belvedere Brown explained.
“These can be your Unit if you can learn to communicate with them.”, Bell offered.
Zoe contacted C810-P0 aboard the USS Eagle. She knew the Imperial Chronicle Droid would know who and what these were.
Polly came to the city. She explained that these were Wookiees and they were likely slaves on one of the four Imperial Star Destroyers. She told Zoe that they spoke in a series of gurgled grunts that even a Bolian was not likely to speak but it was definitely possible to understand.
Zoe also spent time with Xindi Pilot Tchilick Tchilack. Click was fascinated with the life of Han Solo, a hero of the Rebellion. Click loved that Han had befriended a Wookiee and told Zoe tales about Han and Chewbacca.
Zoe walked into the Wookiee barracks. She walked up to the one who appeared to be the leader of the tribe. It was not unusual. Zoe often sat with the Wookiee weaving tales of the Zombies, her service to the USS Arizona where the Unit was born and her battles on the Phoenix Colony and the Colonies of Camelot.
Finally, Beggo Relmar growled back. He had sat there for days not saying a word but today he growled back. Zoe looked at Beggo, “Beggo is a strange name.”
Beggo growled, not believing that Zoe understood. He looked at Zoe, “Zoe is a strange name.”
Zoe burst out laughing. Beggo Relmar weaved a horror story from the liberation of Kashyyyk to being recaptured as slaves by the withdrawing forces of Emperor Amero Devreon. He told of horrible beatings and brutal servitude. Zoe actually teared up listening to the stories. She could not help herself. She hugged Beggo. The Wookiee jumped back. No one had ever hugged him.
Beggo Relmar looked at Colonel Beamon and growled.
The Wookiees would serve the Zombies. Beggo looked at Zoe and growled. His colleagues growled too. There are many who would never understand but Zoe knew. Beggo has spoken a single phrase…
“We are Zombies. We can’t be killed, we’re already dead!”
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Colonel Zoe Beamon
Unit Commander
King’s Fleet Zombies
King’s Fleet Marine Corps.
