Down through the ages Kahless has been lauded as the warrior without peer, from the 12 day battle with his brother to the overthrow of the tyrant Molor. The stories of the warriors that he chose to continue his work for Truth, Honour, and the Empire, have not yet been told. This is one of those stories.

I am Hurgh vaj'batlh and I am dying, I leave this recording so that following generations may know of our sacrifice and learn from the mistakes of their forebears. To start the story I can only tell you of my origin. It was almost 80 years ago. I was a midshipman on the IKV Hov'batlh, and we were patrolling near the Bajoran Wormhole as part of the treaty with the Federation, the war with the dominion was over and the stragglers were being rounded up and the repairs were being made to the worst hit areas. I had just retired to my shared quarters and put my head down for a refreshing 4 hours sleep when, a bright light and the sensation of transporting pulled me away from my rest.

The cave smelt of Targfat candles and the unmistakable musk of the Klingon Warrior,

"you have been summoned across time and space to become a member of an elite force charged with the protection of the Empire"

The warrior was sitting on a throne carved from his deeply cowled robe. The Bat'leth sitting on the side of the throne was the Sword of Kahless, and as I started at its appearance the warrior stood and threw back his hood,

"I am Kahless and you will be the first! You will train your body and become as a Dahar master, you will train your mind and become without peer in the mental sciences, here are your weapons and your armor"

Kahless pointed over my shoulder and I turned to see a stand with cloak, tunic and boots as well as a Bat'leth and several other weapons. Each of them bore the Draclon Clan symbol of a puv'ram, somewhat similar to the terran Bat.

"Down through the ages many warriors have been chosen to protect the empire, I was the first to serve in a simpler time, now in this age of technological marvels and contact throughout the galaxy, the threats are many and varied. You and others like you have been chosen to combat the evils that abound." Kahless continued as I dressed for the first time in armor that has become to me like unto a second skin.

"Your training begins!" shouted Kahless as he rushed me with his Sword raised for attack. Many months and many injuries later, I was trained in the fighting arts, when I wasn't fighting, I was studying ancient texts and computerised records alike. My mind and body were expanding, nearing the peak of perfection.

During the time other warriors joined me and began their training, some of them were granted amazing powers, flight, invulnerability, and strange weapons that could create solid images out of willpower. Some of them were trained like myself in the fighting arts and mental disciplines, some were changed on a molecular level to be able to breathe underwater and converse with aquatic lifeforms, or be able to create ice out of thin air. This was a very exciting time for us all as we learned to function as a team. When after almost 5 solar cycles we were proclaimed ready, our first mission awaited us.

We were warriors out of time during the Hurq occupation, Kahless sent us back in order to rout the foul invaders. Our mission was at first one of secrecy, finding out the weaknesses of the enemy and exploiting them. Many battles followed with our presence becoming known to our Klingon Brothers and sisters and like a virulent disease and with the renewed vigour of the Klingon race we wiped the presence of the Hurq from the face of the homeworld.

Among our numbers we count;bIQ loD (Aquaman), Hurgh vaj'batlh (Batman), be'SIv (Wonder Woman), Ch'taH (Cheetah), SuD qul Sech (Green Lantern), be'wamwI (Huntress), be'chuch (Ice maiden), K'ten (Kitten), L'bO (LOBO), ram'tel (Nightwing), baS (Steel), moch'vaj' (Superman), be'Hom moch (Superwoman), SuvwI' (Warrior).
 

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