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Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW: vre'kasht t' T'Kasi (TOS; S/Am,Sp,K; PG-13 1/?)
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Title: vre'kasht t' T'Kasi (Outcast of Vulcan)

Author: Bert Aka T'Vera
Email: tverachasarek @ buckeye-express . com

Website: htttp://mystories.landsofthedragon.com
<htttp://mystories.landsofthedragon.com/> 
Series: TOS
Pairing: Sa/Am,Sp,K
Rating: PG-13

Summary: This story takes place on Vulcan and involves a cadet Spock and a


Sarek reviewed the list of cadets who would transverse the desert of Go'an.
These cadets would spend the next four months of their training on the
surface of Vulcan; fourteen days would be in the Vulcan Science Academy and
the remainder in the openness of the desert. Each semester, a Vulcan
instructor was chosen to complete the training. This semester, that
instructor would be Sarek himself. Though he did not officially approve of
the Starfleet exercise taking place on Vulcan soil, he did understand the
necessity of it. Humans were not accustomed to the higher heat and lower
gravity Vulcan had to offer. 



This was to be Sarek's first endeavor at teaching desert survival to a group
of Starfleet cadets. When he first received his notice he was not entirely
pleased he would have to teach Starfleet cadets when he had been so open
about his belief 'Vulcans had no place in Starfleet'. He had logically tried
all he could to see his way out of the exercise. However, both Head Master
Sotyl and Vice Admiral Grant thought Sarek would be the ideal instructor for
this particular group. 



The group was made up of eleven humans and one listed as simply non-human.
The only thing that would signify who each person was on the list was their
class ranking and Starfleet serial number. Sarek was most surprised to see
the non-human was ranked in the top ten percentile. Normally, humans seem to
fare better then their non-human counterparts. This time Sarek was sure none
of the cadets would do very well. The Vulcan exercise was difficult, even
for a Vulcan, this time of year. It was at a time 40 Eridani was at its most
intense. 



To complicate matters, the Vulcan Instructor was expected to open his or her
home to the cadet for the initial fourteen days. It was a gesture of good
will on the instructor's behalf and a lesson in cultural courtesy on the
cadet's behalf.  Sarek was not at all pleased about this either but his wife
very much looked forward to having the group of boys in her home. The
dwelling was large enough and housed enough bedrooms three cadets could
share a room, leaving their room and the room of their son empty. 



As Sarek aided his wife in preparing the rooms, he looked at the closed door
that belonged to Spock. He couldn't help but to wonder if it would ever
again be filled with the sounds of his son's voice. These three years had
been hard on Sarek, almost as hard as they had been on Amanda. He many
times, over the course of the years, wanted to tell Spock he had been wrong,
but he was Vulcan and acted in a logical fashion. Vulcans abhorred violence
and a Starfleet officer at times would be called to act in a violent manner,
even commit murder.



Never-the-less, Sarek was to turn four months of his life over to Starfleet,
per an agreement between Vulcan and the Federation. At least Sarek was
relieved Vulcan was not the only planet to be put out by the cadet
intrusion, Betazed-for water survival and Yucanin-for subzero temperature
training. The thought of his son going through training on Yucanin unsettled
Sarek. He recalled his own experience on the planet caused an acute case of
pneumonia. 



The cadets were due to arrive at the spaceport in one hour twenty-three
minutes and eight seconds. It gave Sarek just enough time to lock out any of
his and Amanda's personal files from the estate's computer system. Though
Starfleet cadets were on an honor code, he still did not trust them with his
sensitive diplomatic material. 



~-~



Jim sat on the shuttle that transported them from Earth to Vulcan. He looked
at his roommate and friend, "So will it be hard?"



"Will what be hard?" The cadet responded.



"Vulcan training, you have BEEN to Vulcan right, Mutt?" Another cadet said
as he laughed.



This caused the entire shuttle to laugh. The young cadet just sighed and
fell into a deep period of silence. He was not looking forward to this
exercise for more then just the fact he was the outcast among humans. In
this case he would also be the outcast among Vulcans and that disturbed him
more. 



"Ignore him. He won't be laughing when you are serving on the best ship in
the fleet." Jim said as he gave the jokester a glare.



The young cadet just looked at his friend and then back down to his lap
where a picture of his family sat. He longed to see his mother, but with his
tight schedule he was sure it would not be at all possible. 



"Your parents?" Jim asked as he looked at the picture.



The cadet nodded. "My mother and father, I have not seen either of them
since I joined Starfleet." The one fact he regretted. 



~-~



Sarek stood waiting at the space station. He was positive he would know a
dozen cadets when he saw them. Starfleet uniforms stuck out on a space
station full of Vulcans. Not to mention these were a group of humans, with
one exception. 



One by one, Sarek watched as the cadets disembarked the shuttle. When the
final cadet walked off the ship his eyes locked with the cadet's. He could
not believe how thin the cadet was. No doubt, his wife would insist this
particular cadet be 'fattened up' as she called it. Finally as the cadets
stood in formation, he addressed them. "I am Sarek of Vulcan. I will be your
desert survival instructor for the next four months. I will only tell you
once, I expect each of you to listen to me, and follow my instructions to
the letter. Your lives depend on it. Now before we return to where you will
spend the next fourteen days, I would like to know two things: your name and
what your training is in. This will help me to ascertain how I utilize you
in your training exercise." 



The first cadet to speak up was, "Cadet First Class James T. Kirk. My
studies include command training and interplanetary relations." 



Each cadet took his turn in telling Sarek who he was and what he was
training for. Then lastly came the non-human cadet, "Cadet First Class
Spock. My studies include." his eyes shifted slightly not to meet Sarek's
gaze, "computers and life science."



"Oh the Mutt has a voice again." The jokester laughed.



Sarek watched Spock's reaction and was inwardly pleased to see he had come
above his boyish temper. "Cadet Stephens, am I not correct that Starfleet
teaches you all life forms are important?"



"Sir, yes sir." The boy said as he snapped his eyes up to meet Sarek's
glare.



"Then I suggest you behave in a manner more becoming a cadet. To my
understanding the term 'mutt' means a dog that is of mixed breeds. Since I
speculate you are referring to Cadet Spock as a mutt, I can assure you
Vulcan has no dogs." He left out the words 'MY son'. 



  


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