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And the sequel's prologue/pilot is up, Post-Conquest: Insurgence.

This story is done, but a sequel is in the works. As for the wormhole, I'll reveal that in the future.

"Well, this is certainly unexpected." I remarked as I joined my fellow, newly-promoted Grand Admirals outside the doors that led to the Imperial Palace Audience Chamber. "And what might be so unexpected by this, lady viscountess?" Grand Admiral Rufaan Tigellinus asked. "Why, His Excellency...

Dark storm clouds loomed over Paris as the Imperial Command Fleet returned to Earth in the wave of the Fall of Kharzh'ulla. As a select few Star Destroyers and their escort screens descended through the atmosphere to fly low over the city, it began to rain, lightly at first, then in powerful...

"Where other men blindly follow the truth, we remember..." "...nothing is true." "Where other men are limited by morality or law, we remember..." "...everything is permitted." "We walk in the shadows to serve the light." "We are Assassins."

:P IRL there's a controversial theory called behavioral epigenetics, which postulates that behavior can be genetically-encoded and passed down to future generations. Evidence is circumstantial at present, but research is ongoing, and it does seem to have some basis going for it, unlike...

On the eighteenth day of the Siege of Kharzh'ulla, a group of men and women in unmarked grey uniforms gathered in a half-lit room on the planet below. The room itself didn't appear on any map or architectural plan, and simply didn't exist as far as the planetary authorities, Starfleet, and the...

As the Siege of Kharzh'ulla entered its second week, skirmishes continued to rage in the hundreds of thousands of empty space extending between the planet and the Imperial blockade. This particular skirmish, though, would be different from the previous ones, as it would see the Klingons joining...

Perhaps...or just any timeline where Khan won, lived to a ripe old age, and died peacefully to the mourning of his people.

I coopted it as the pre-Federation/United Earth identity of Section 31. That is, a shadow conspiracy aimed at manipulating world and later interstellar affairs to impose an ideological vision on reality. The supposedly perfect society of pre-Wolf 359 Federation was their end goal, but it was...

I sat at my desk in my ready room on the Courageous, reviewing the data recovered by my family's household troops from Memory Alpha. It was the key to the future, either the chance to finish what I had started, or death to maintain a monopoly on knowledge of its existence. Maybe even both, as...

That would make a certain degree of aesthetic sense, both in-universe and meta-wise, the Targaryens being old Human nobility themselves.

Or just Gas Mask Mooks in general. When they're in dress uniforms, they have quite the Bling of War. "The Targaryen Household Guards stood to attention at my arrival, over a hundred men and women dressed in matching blue jackets and trousers saluting with white-gloved hands. They also wore...

"Did you know, lieutenant?" I asked as I stood with my adjutant on the Courageous' command deck, staring out into the star-filled darkness of interstellar space through the Star Destroyer's bridge windows. All around us the First Battlegroup hung in deep space, awaiting the signal from the...

"Admiral," Sara began. "Your household troops are here." "They've arrived, then." I said, briefly looking up from the reports I was reviewing. "Excellent, I'll meet with them shortly. I'll just need to finish these." "I'll inform Captain Calanyon then." Sara said with a nod. "Make it so...

It means "success" or "victory".

And the best part is that it's completely canon. The Right of Vengeance is inalienable to Klingons. Even exiles who would otherwise have no rights and are basically unpersons in Klingon society can claim it. Remember Worf's confrontation with Duras? The moment Worf reveals that Duras killed...

The Dahar master's first thoughts on the interior of an Imperial Star Destroyer was that it was cold and mechanical. Everywhere he looked, there was only dark-finished metal, broken by glowing lights, glittering control panels, harshly-lit displays, and flushed access panels. The same went for...

The Enterprise-E was crippled in the battle, and while it's more or less livable, it can't go to warp. Not without a full refit, which it can't get since Starfleet blew Utopia Planitia, and the Empire destroyed Spacedock 1 in the Battle of Earth. And even if they could, there are interdictors...

Guinan’s bar on Mars was busy with customers. That in itself wasn’t unusual, what was unusual was the makeup of the crowd these days. Just a month ago, most of her customers would be Starfleet officers, men and women of various species in red, yellow, or blue uniforms. Nowadays, Imperial...