Editing Marcius Flavius (section)

==Story 15==

Marcius Flavius had a sense of duty to rival any other space marine. A great warrior with a strong sense of honor who would never question an order, and always execute it with zeal. This was his toughest test yet.

Four months ago a large batch of mnemonics reached the Enterprise, and since then Marcius would spend at least ten hours a day on indoctrination sessions and meditation. 

He was standing on the bridge in a Federation uniform as the acting Security Officer of the Enterprise. His muscles were bulging and veins were popping literally everywhere on his body. The elastic fabric gave up in a couple places. His left hand hand was holding the console.

'BROTHER FLAVIUS TO THE SECURITY TEAM'
The console shattered - his fingers went right through it. There was a sizable stream of blood coming from his ear, his face was contorted in agony.
'SET PHASERS TO STUN.'