No idea, if people are interessted, but as I have nothing to loose, and only to win, I thought I´d give it a try. Of course it might be that no one is playing along, well than...I will just sit over there in the corner and pout.
I have seen you have here a fun- silliness „story“ kind of thing going on, this here is not supposed to get silly, but just to explore something, that I´d like to explore since reading the „Who should have killed Dukat“ post.
So its sort of an Round Robin... you continue the story, than you, than you, than you....
You can jump in an continue as often as you want, your part can be as short (though it should be more than just a word) or as long as you want. If you wanna write a long bit, put a place holder in place, saying something like „Next bit is mine. Posting within a day or two“ or something, so that people know, not to write after the last bit, but that they wait for yours to come first and that you do not work on your bit for finding out, that someone else has continued already.
Everyone is willcome!
(I normally require a good beta, who is able to entangle German/English mixtures when trying to write a story in English. My beginning bit is not betaread obviously. If people are interessted in continuing this and find that too annoying, I´ll send it to a beta.)
Dukat survived, got rid of the Wraiths and got captured by Sisko. He got transported to Earth, where he awaits tribunal, being at the moment in a closed institution for the mentally ill.
Damar survived the war as well, the shoots he got injured him severvly, but he is on the mend.
He and others who had connections to Dukat got invited to the court as wittnesses. Damar expressed the wish to see his old mentor, before the court hearings begins and is allowed to do so.
Damar nervously wiped his clammy hands on his trousers, while walking through a wide green park, oblivious to the beauty around him and the people staring at him. Deep in thoughts he had his eyes cast to the ground, debating with himself, if he was doing the right thing or not. He had asked to see Dukat, before the court hearings would beginn. He wasn´t sure why, but somehow he still felt bondet to his old mentor in a way and he could not deney his part in all of what happend to him.
After all the death of Ziyal had been a big part of what had pushed Dukat over the edge and he, Damar, was Ziyals murderer.
„I should be awaiting tribunal myself“, Damar thought bitterly, guilt rising to the surface.
In the retrospektive he still knew his reasons for shooting Ziyal, but he knew now too, how wrong he had been. What should he say to Dukat, when standing in front of him again?
Would Dukat still blamed Sisko for his daughters death? Or would he now see the truth and blame him? Had he heard off how things went with Cardassia? Did he aprove of the decisions Damar had made for Cardassia? He didn´t know what to expect, what man he would find inside that cell and he had to admitt, that he felt somewhat scared.
Garak had expressed earlier the day, that he did not think it a good idea for Damar to go and see Dukat. But Garak couldn´t understand, could he? For him Dukat always had been the enemy. For Damar, however Dukat had been his superior, his mentor and his friend. He could see now, that the picture he once had from Dukat had been an idealized one, but still... not everything had been bad. Dukat had been an ecouraging and kind mentor to him and had always been generous with his praise. He had helped him realize, that he was capable of much more, than only piloting an old freighter and had given him confidence and for a time also hope.
Damar stopped and looked up at the big building in front of him. Somewhere inside there Dukat was, closed away from the world, awaiting justice. He hesitated in front of the gate for a moment, but than took a deep breath and stepped through it.