T'Pen
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Personal History I was born on Star Base 7742, a science station orbiting Tallock X, which is a G class planet. There was the thought that a G Class could be tera-formed for eventual colonization. My parents, both being scientists, were in residencies at the station. Their jobs kept them away most of the time. I was left to take care of my younger brother, Ro'Toff, who's rambunctious antics were not the norm for Vulcans’ (both male and female). I chose to enter medical school and eventually Starfleet because of my brother’s constant accidents. I was the healer and well wisher of our family. When I was old enough, I was appointed to a medical research lab, where I, along with my collogues developed a cure for Oma's disease. But before the research could be delivered to the Federation, a horrible fire destroyed the lab, and three of my collogues were killed. I was blamed for the accident and for a number of years, shunned by the scientific community. I do not like to talk about my past, because I am half Vulcan/ Half Klingon. I was disgraced by my father's Klingon heritage and I have only recently begun to confront the horror of being a Klingon. My upbringing was completely immersed in the Vulcan logic of life, not embracing the Klingon path. Now I must confront the demons. I was assigned by the Civilian Medical Corps, to a Medical outpost near the Klingon Neutral Zone. There I met and eventually married K'Mog, a Commander in the Klingon Imperial Navy. I spent several years aboard his ship, until he was brutally killed by his first officer, To'PeCH. I was banished from the ship, but vowed revenge for my husband’s death.
 Captain T'Pen I entered Starfleet as a Medical Officer, redoing my research on the Oma's disease as a cadet and then more work while serving on the Kodiak. I quickly moved through the ranks and was offered the position as Chief Medical Officer. While Serving at CMO on the U.S.S. KODIAK, I participated in the Hell’s Gate Games, where, though victorious over my opponent, I lost my right eye. I was given a new ocular implant that has been most effective in helping me in Sickbay. My opponent? Non-other than my Husbands Killer, To'PeCH, who had become a pirate and black market operator. Starfleet won't have to worry about him any longer. His blood has been spilt upon the grounds of the Hell's Gate Games, never to boil within his flesh again. My second mate, Ensign V'Tok was killed shortly after our return from the Hell's Gate games. His body was never recovered from the crash site of his shuttle. My son, Garrison was killed in 238304.02, when his school chemistry class opened a vile containing a lethal dose of the OMA's virus. This vile was planted by a terrorist organization known as the Scarlett Brotherhood, whose mode of revenge went as far as trying to destroy the CHALLENGER and her entire crew. I have seen much of the galaxy. I've seen the Borg. I've seen the Dominion. Now I move on. Professional History
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