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They have been the Federation's staunchest allies, and its fiercest adversaries. Cunning, ruthless, driven by an instinct for violence and defined by a complex code of honor, they must push ever outward in order to survive, defying the icy ravages of space with the fire of their hearts. They are the Klingons, and if you think you already know all there is to learn about them...think again.
From its highest echelons of power to the shocking depths of its lowest castes, from its savagely aggressive military to its humble farmers, from political machinations of galactic import to personal demons and family strife, the Klingon Empire is revealed as never before when the captain and crew of the I.K.S. Gorkon finally return to their homeworld of Qo'noS in a sweeping tale of intrigue, love, betrayal, and honor.
- Sales Rank: #1038258 in Books
- Published on: 2008-01-29
- Released on: 2008-01-29
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.75" h x 1.10" w x 4.19" l, .44 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 416 pages
About the Author
Keith R.A. DeCandido was born and raised in New York City to a family of librarians. He has written over two dozen novels, as well as short stories, nonfiction, eBooks, and comic books, most of them in various media universes, among them Star Trek, World of Warcraft, Starcraft, Marvel Comics, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Serenity, Resident Evil, Gene Roddenberry's Andromeda, Farscape, Xena, and Doctor Who. His original novel Dragon Precinct was published in 2004, and he's also edited several anthologies, among them the award-nominated Imaginings and two Star Trek anthologies. Keith is also a musician, having played percussion for the bands the Don't Quit Your Day Job Players, the Boogie Knights, and the Randy Bandits, as well as several solo acts. In what he laughingly calls his spare time, Keith follows the New York Yankees and practices kenshikai karate. He still lives in New York City with his girlfriend and two insane cats.
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One
I.K.S. Gorkon
Interstellar space
The bat'leth sliced through the air, heading straight for Captain Klag's neck.
Without even thinking, Klag turned his left wrist, flipping his own bat'leth upward, cradling the blade's curved handle in the crook of his left arm. The center of the other blade collided with the end of Klag's with a metallic clang that echoed off the walls.
Then Klag brought his own blade down, taking his adversary's bat'leth with it, and slammed his foe's jaw with his right palm heel. Pain glowed in Klag's right hand from the impact of bare hand on bone, but it sent his opponent reeling. His heart pounding faster against his ribs, Klag whipped his bat'leth up and over his head, intending to strike his foe's forehead crest.
The other bat'leth came up, blocking the strike, then pressed forward, sending Klag stumbling back a few steps. In fact, it should have sent him only one step back, but Klag took a few extra to get his bearings. Klag knew his foe well and therefore was acutely aware how difficult victory would be.
The two warriors circled each other, staring face-to-face only a body's length apart. Klag held his bat'leth at an angle, his left hand gripping it tightly at chest level; his right hand, still sore from the blow to his foe's hard jaw, cupping the curved blade around his hip. His opponent swirled his blade around in a crisscross pattern. It was a common maneuver, one ostensibly intended to protect against any frontal attack; in practice Klag always thought it was at best merely a clever distraction, and he never bothered with it.
Again, his foe swung at his left side. Again, Klag blocked the strike with ease, but this time he was unable to entangle the other blade, and his foe tried to swing the downward part up toward Klag's chest. Klag was able to deflect with the upper part. That locked their blades, giving his foe an opportunity to kick up toward Klag's groin.
Klag instinctively blocked the kick with his left hand, which worked as far as it went, but when he tightened his grip on the weapon with his right hand, that hand twinged. Wincing, Klag almost dropped the bat'leth as his fingers loosened of their own accord, but he forced himself to hang on.
That gave his foe an opportunity to try another kick, this to Klag's right side, which Klag was unable to block.
But he didn't need to. Stumbling to the left with the blow from his foe's steel boot, and ignoring the pain that shot through his ribs from the impact, Klag let loose with a short punch to his foe's exposed right side, then swung up with the bat'leth, striking his foe's shoulder.
Klag cursed himself. Klingon armor was strong in general, and on the shoulders it was particularly thick, to protect the neck. He might as well have struck the air for all the good a shoulder strike would do.
A fist came at Klag's face, and he ducked his head so his forehead crest would take the brunt of the blow. Their blades were still entangled, so Klag brought his knee up into his foe's groin. That area was well armored as well, of course, but Klag's main interest was in putting some distance between them, and most warriors would back off instinctively after receiving such a blow, regardless of its actual damage.
Again, the pair faced off. This time, Klag's foe didn't bother with the crisscross motion, simply keeping his bat'leth ready in front of him.
Then he came at Klag from the right, swinging the bat'leth in a very tight arc, leaving him very little time to parry.
In one fluid motion, he swung the bat'leth up to block the strike and bring his foe's bat'leth down.
His foe smiled. "Well done, Captain!"
Klag returned the smile.
Then he punched his foe in the face.
As he fell to the floor, Klag threw his head back and laughed. "Do not assume the battle is over just because the mission is accomplished, Kohn."
Bekk Kohn laughed with his captain. "You are correct, of course, sir."
Kohn's swing to Klag's right had been the moment of truth for the captain. During the Dominion War, Klag lost his right arm at Marcan V while serving as first officer aboard the I.K.S. Pagh, which was destroyed on that planet. The only survivor of the Pagh's crew, Klag slew one Vorta and half a dozen Jem'Hadar literally single-handedly. He was rewarded with a promotion and the captaincy of the I.K.S. Gorkon, one of the Chancellor-class vessels that were the cutting edge of the Klingon Defense Force.
At the advice of his ship's doctor, B'Oraq, Klag had a new right arm grafted on. B'Oraq, who studied to be a physician in the Federation and was on a one-woman crusade to improve the state of Klingon medicine, had wanted him to get a prosthetic, but Klag would not attach a machine to his body and call it his arm. Instead, he instructed her to transplant the limb of his father, M'Raq, who died like an old woman in his bed. Klag hoped to restore his father's honor by wearing his good right arm into battle.
But first he had to be accomplished with it. This had been a great stride in that direction.
More laughter came from the two figures standing against the wall of the workout chamber. Klag turned and saw B'Oraq along with the leader of Kohn's squad, Morr. "Your opinion, Doctor?" Klag asked.
B'Oraq tugged on the auburn braid -- bound at its base with a clasp in the shape of the emblem of her House -- that sat on her right shoulder. "Your reaction time has improved tremendously, Captain, and you've adjusted to the differing lengths of the arms. A few more months and you might approach your old levels of bat'leth fighting."
That was not what Klag wanted to hear. He felt as good as ever and resented the implication that he wasn't as good as he was before Marcan V. But he repressed that reaction quickly. In the months he had commanded this vessel, he had learned the hard way to respect B'Oraq's opinions, mostly by virtue of her never being wrong.
It had been the doctor's suggestion that Klag spar with Kohn rather than Morr. The leader of First Squad, the elite of the Gorkon's massive complement of troops, Morr also served as Klag's bodyguard and was one of the most accomplished bat'leth fighters on the ship. Klag and Morr had also been sparring regularly since B'Oraq performed the graft of M'Raq's arm onto Klag, and B'Oraq was concerned that they were getting too used to each other. Morr concurred, so he assigned Kohn to this duty, with explicit instructions to continue fighting for a significant time before attacking Klag's right to see how he reacted.
Klag was about to tell Morr and Kohn to report back to their duty stations -- Klag himself intended to return to his cabin, so he would not require Morr's services -- when he felt the organs in his body shift upward ever so slightly, and his boots were no longer planted firmly on the deck.
With a snarl, he touched the control on his arm to contact his chief engineer. "Klag to Kurak."
"I know, we've lost gravity. We're working on it. I did warn you this would happen."
"Yes, Commander, you did. What I wish to know now is how soon it will be fixed."
"Two seconds. I suggest you brace yourself."
By the time Kurak finished that sentence, gravity had reasserted itself. Klag bent his knees as he came back to the deck, as did Kohn and Morr. B'Oraq was less agile and fell on her face, barely bracing herself with her hands.
Struggling to her feet, B'Oraq brushed herself off and said, "Well, that was embarrassing."
Klag grinned. "I suggest you report to yourself, Doctor. And Kurak? How much more of this must we endure?"
"I told you before, Captain, the damage to the Gorkon is far too extensive for field repairs to be anything but temporary. Until we arrive at Praxis, these malfunctions will continue."
"Very well, Commander. Out." Klag snarled again. The Gorkon had been at the forefront of a very brief campaign against the Elabrej Hegemony, an upstart power that had attacked one of the Gorkon's brother ships, the I.K.S. Kravokh, with no provocation and taken its captain and surviving crew prisoner and not permitted them to die. The Klingons' retaliation was swift and devastating, and now there was no Elabrej Hegemony but simply a broken world on which the empire might or might not plant its flag.
That decision was for General Goluk to make. He had remained behind to deal with that, while the surviving Chancellor-class vessels were to report back to the homeworld, with the exception of the Kesh, which remained with Goluk at Elabrej.
The Gorkon would have had to have done so in any case, for the ship suffered considerable damage at the Elabrej's hands, necessitating a crash landing on one of their moons. Kurak estimated that it would take at least two weeks in a shipyard for the mighty vessel to be fully repaired, and Kurak was not known for being inaccurate in such judgments.
After dismissing Morr and Kohn, Klag left the workout room, heading to his own cabin. B'Oraq followed, saying, "During your leave, I want you to continue the drills -- with Morr, with Kohn, or with someone. And keep doing the exercises I prescribed."
Klag shot her a look as they walked down the Gorkon's corridors. "I assumed, Doctor, that you would be present for my exercises even during my leave."
Tugging on her braid again, B'Oraq smiled. "I was under the impression that leave meant I was at liberty." The smile dropped. "Besides, I won't have the time. My presence has been requested by the Klingon Physicians Enclave to speak at their conference."
Frowning, Klag said, "I'm unfamiliar with that organization."
"That is not surprising," B'Oraq said with some small degree of bitterness. "Few know of the KPE outside the medical profession, and few in it care enough one way or the other. In fact, this is their first conference, and they're ...
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Weakest of the series so far
By General Pete
As much as I liked the previous three books I did not like this one as much and basically put the book down halfway through something I have never done with a book by this author. It seemed to me that this crew of people who were warriors in space are very boring when you hit the political aspect at home. The various groups follow each other from place to place and do virtually nothing in the interim. I still like Keith R. A. DeCandido's style I just didn't feel the magic of the other previous installments. Don't get me wrong he can still write rings around all other Star Trek fiction of the last 10 years only the continuation of Garek's storyline "A Stitch in Time" is better.
Overall-Probably the most interesting aspect of the story is the trip to DS9 we haven't seen any of those people in a few years.
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Star Trek: A Burning House
By Goddess Anjanee
What's not to love about Klingons and the Empire. If you love other Keith A. DeCandido, you'll love this book.
16 of 16 people found the following review helpful.
Behind the Scenes Among the Klingons
By George Wood
What is amazing about Star Trek books is that just when you think everything has been exhausted in books about The Original Series or The Next Generation, a whole series of books can illuminate a portion of the Star Trek universe. "A Burning House" is the fourth book in a series about the adventures of the captain and crew of the I.K.S. Gorkon, a Klingon Defense Force ship, and as such is relatively peripheral to the rest of Star Trek. But all the books in the series have been fascinating.
This latest epic would seem to start on a weak premise, the Gorkon is being repaired at the Klingon home world, and we follow the adventures of various members of the crew during their leave. So there are four or five different stories playing out here, but rather than giving the impression of being unfocused, instead they illuminate a number of different aspects of Klingon life, and do converge in some ways.
Two of the stories take us to places we haven't seen before, the lives of rural farmers and urban poor Klingons. Not every Klingon is a warrior and these commoners have very different lives, and often very different values, than those we have experienced before.
One danger in Star Trek books is that if authors make major changes in the lives of key characters, following books have to include those changes. So they better be worthwhile. This book takes up the case Worf's brother Kurn, who willingly surrendered his memories and took a new identity in a episode of "Deep Space Nine", and who has figured in the earlier three Gorkon books in his new identity. In this volume he gradually recovers the identity of Kurn, and the treatment of that process not only works in with the Gorkon story, it also fits well into the development of the Star Trek universe.
The secret planet Carraya, which Worf visited in two episodes of "The Next Generation", also plays a key role in this book, as do some of the people Worf found there.
Perhaps the highlight is a look at the Federation embassy on Qo'noS, and Worf as ambassador. Plus there's a nice scene on Deep Space 9 where Kurn confronts Dr. Bashir about the operation that removed his memory.
This book moves the Star Trek canon and is a fun read. The previous Gorkon book was published three years ago. Hopefully, if enough people buy this one, we won't have to wait quite so long for the next.
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