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Don't move!

What's this?

We found him in the trunks

a hundred footfalls
past Grove Yellow.

Arms?

None, sir.

These colors?

We didn't ask.

He's no Krady beast, is he?

No, sir, but he doesn't bear
Vori colors, either.

Hmm... his glimpse
is too tame to be a Kradin.

I hadn't fathomed that, sir.

Well, fathom it now.

He's no nemesis, is he?

I'm not certain what he is, sir.

Weren't you drilled
to fathom the nemesis?

Yes, sir.

And we abhor none
but the nemesis, do we?

No, sir.
None but the nemesis.

Then set him loose.

Didn't you hear, novice?

Thanks.

Go take provisions.

I'm sorry, sir...

Go.

I take it you're in charge here.

Team Leader Brone,
Fourth Vori Defense Contingent.

Commander Chakotay
of the Starship Voyager.

Very sorry for my defenders.

They're new to the clash

and glimpse the nemesis
all around them.

The clash?

You're at war.

You've strayed
into the fullness of it.

That explains why my shuttle
came under fire.

One of my defenders
glimpsed a vessel

falling in Grove Yellow.

Must've been yours.

Why fly so close to this sphere?

I was on a survey mission.

I picked up traces
of omicron radiation

in your atmosphere, so I
slowed down to take a look.

As soon as I did that,
I came under attack.

I lost helm control

and had to make an emergency
transport to the surface.

It'll be the Kradin
who fired at you.

The Kradin?

Our nemesis.

I see.

Well, I tried to explain that I
had no hostile intentions,

but they just kept shooting.

The nemesis crave
supremacy in the air.

They fire on any craft that
doesn't show Kradin colors.

I tried to contact my ship,

but my communicator's
not working.

All dispatching
in the clash zone

has been suppressed.

I have to find my vessel.

Maybe it's salvageable.

That's little likely.

We're ordered to cluster
with the Seventh Contingent

two new lights from now.

They'll have means
to signal your people.

You can make the walk
with us to meet them.

I appreciate the offer,
but I can't wait two days.

I have to find my vessel now.

It wouldn't be sharp
to return to the trunks.

The nemesis is everywhere there.

Then I'll have to do my best
to steer clear of them.

If your tactic won't change...

It won't.

It's sharper to wait
for the new light.

Then I'll take
your advice and wait.

Well done.

Provisions?

It's not so savory.

Thanks.
I'm sure it'll be fine.

They call me Rafin.

Chakotay.

Pleased to meet you.

In the trunks, di...

did you glimpse any?

Any what?

Krady beasts.

No, I didn't.

Rafin's never glimpsed
the face of the nemesis, either.

Have you, Rafin?

No.

It's my first walk
in the clash zone.

You'll glimpse them
in the soonafter.

When you do, you'll fathom

there's no heart thumping
beneath their flesh.

How many beasts will you send
to the Wayafter, Rafin?

l... I couldn't say.

Me, I'll nullify one

for each brother and cousin
that I've lost.

And then one more after.

True or not, my allies?

True.
True.

So I ask you again, Rafin.

How many will you nullify?

As man... as many as I'm able.

You've got the trembles.

If you don't wrestle
your trembles to rages, ally,

the nemesis'll nullify you.

This nemesis of yours--

why do you call them beasts?

It's told they all wear
the same horrid face.

Their flesh...
is gnarled and blistery

like the rotting trunks.

Their glimpses flame like fire.

And if you dare near enough,
their breath stinks of muck.

You know, sometimes
people say terrible things

about their enemies,

to make them seem worse
than they really are.

There might be some
young Kradin soldier out there

who's more afraid of you
than you are of him.

Nemesis wasn't scared
to fume my village...

nor scared to nullify my cousins
and brothers in their sleep.

And my old mother's mother,
too...

who never told an unkind word,
nor nullified an insect

in all her days and nights
on this sphere.

That's pretty rough.

And who but a Krady beast

would leave the nullified bodies
of mine and ours upturned...

so they'll never descend
to the gloried Wayafter.

What do you mean by "upturned"?

Which of you will walk
with Chakotay

to find his craft
when the new light comes?

I appreciate the offer,
but I'll be fine on my own.

You don't fathom the trunks
and you don't carry arms.

One of my defenders
will walk with you.

Which will it be?

You, Rafin?

S-Sir, I... I...

I'll walk with the stranger,
sir.

If any beast comes to clash,
I'll nullify the beast.

Well told, Namon.

Now close your glimpses,
Defenders...

and dream of your sisters
and mothers.

Have you never nullified
another, stranger?

Killing's the worst thing
I've ever had to do.

Then the nemesis you nullified

wasn't half so beastly
as the Kradin.

Maybe not.

In their glimpses,
we're less than nothing.

They flame our homes,
take our plantings...

make playthings of our sisters.

If you were a Vori,

you'd crave to drive them
from this sphere

just as I do.

Maybe I would

if they did things like that
to the people I loved.

But on the sphere I come from,

we try to find other ways
to resolve differences--

peaceful solutions,
negotiations.

You don't fathom the nemesis.

No. I suppose I don't.

Beg the Power you believe in
that you never will.

The light will be old soon.

We'd be sharp to cluster
with the others.

In a few minutes.

We should be getting close.

You'd be sharp
to do my tellings.

Go back if you want to.

I've got to keep looking.

No, wait.

I pledged to walk with you.

Glimpse there.

Doesn't look like there's
much left of my shuttle.

You'll have to make
the walk with us

to the Seventh Contingent.

Don't make me kill you!

How is he?

Nullified.

We beg peace from the Power
who made us Vori

and we commend our brother,
Namon, to the gloried Wayafter.

What's this?

Namon's coverings.

Shouldn't they go to his family
or someone he was close to?

It's a long walk
to the clustermark.

It's sharper to blend
with the trunks.

Your fleet colors will
get us all nullified.

I'm sorry about
what happened to Namon.

The nemesis has nullified
mine and ours in the before

and will in the now.

But in the soonafter...

we'll send them flying
from this sphere

and go back to our sisters
and mothers.

Take it.

This isn't my war.

I'm not planning
to shoot anybody.

If we greet the nemesis
in the trunks, you'll fire

like the rest.

As long as you're with us,

you do my tellings, fathom?

Fathom.

Rafin.

Yes, sir?

Drill Chakotay
to fire Vori arms.

Now you.

Your glimpse is too low.

With these arms, it's sharper
to aim higher than the mark.

You're good.

Don't mock me.

I was paying you a compliment.

It is one matter
to fire at clay marks,

but much another
to nullify the nemesis.

That's what Namon told,
and he told the truth

before he went
to the gloried Wayafter.

He was right.

Killing's not easy.

Risking my own days and nights

to drive the nemesis
from our sphere...

that should be as easy
as a long sleep.

Who taught you that?

My brothers and uncles
who were in the clash...

Brone, my driller...

and Namon, my ally...

who was nullified because of me.

You think it's your
fault that Namon died?

If 1 didn't have
the coward's trembles,

I would have walked with you
in the trunks...

and it would be me and not he
who went to the Wayafter.

You weren't the one
who pulled the trigger, Rafin,

and there's no shame
in being afraid of fighting.

Having the trembles is natural.

How do you fathom that?

Because I've been
in battle before,

fighting to free my people

from a nemesis called
the Cardassians.

These Cardassians...

were they beasts?

Let's just say they
weren't very friendly.

The point is,

even though I believed
in what we were doing,

I always felt fear
before a fight.

But you wrestled your trembles
to rages, didn't you?

1 guess I did,

but that doesn't mean...

I was told to drill you,
Chakotay,

but it's you who've drilled me--

drilled me to fathom the rages.

Brone.

What is it?

I don't know.

Neck-strapped and upturned.

Left to be cooked by the glare.

He's one of yours?

By his coverings,
he's of the Seventh Contingent.

Likely a scoutwalker.

Desecrated by the Kradin.

He'll never turn his face
to the Wayafter.

We're 300 footfalls
from the clustermark.

Signal the Seventh.

Again.

Why don't they answer?

Is it possible they moved
their camp for some reason?

Little likely.

You two fastwalk
to the clustermark

and glimpse what you can.

Sir.

What?

Let me go.

Well told, novice.

Keep your top low
and your glimpse wide.

Sir!

What have you glimpsed?

The Seventh Contingent, sir,
nullified.

What? All of them?

At least 20 defenders

and that's not
the whole terrible of it.

They're all...

they're all...

Tell it, Rafin.
They're all how?

Like him, sir.

Upturned.

Staked to the dirt and upturned.

Those motherless Krady beasts.

Do you glimpse the fullness
of it now, stranger?

Yes. I think I do.

Now you fathom why we name
them beasts and not men.

I'm sorry.

We're much more than sorry...

aren't we, Defenders?

Yes, sir!

The nemesis
wants your plantings.

True.

He wants your homes.

He wants your sisters,

but does it suffice him
to nullify you?

No!

No. He craves to shame you,

mock you, keep you from
the gloried Wayafter!

We're wearied of it,
aren't we?

Yes, sir!

We're wrestled to the rages
for it, aren't we?!

Yes, sir!

And we're not going
to swallow it--

not in the now,
or in the soonafter!

Assault!

Sly yourselves and fire back!

Motherless beasts!

Rafin, no! Stay down!

I'll nullify you all!

Hold on.

I'm going to get you
out of here.

Please...

turn my face to the... Wayafter.

A defender.

Mark, neighbors.

A defender!

Welcome to Larhana settlement,
gloried defender.

You're brightly greeted.

Captain's Log, Stardate 51082.4.

After searching
for more than two days,

we've finally located
what's left

of Commander Chakotay's shuttle.

I can only hope the Commander

has fared better
than his vessel.

According to the Ambassador,
Commander Chakotay's

shuttle was hit by enemy fire
and crash-landed

somewhere
on the southernmost continent.

Right in the middle
of the war zone.

I'm afraid so.

Can we get a lock on him?

There's too much atmospheric
radiation from weapons fire.

We can't scan the surface.

Which means, we don't know
if he's still alive.

Why don't we assume
that he still is?

I should have gone with him.

It's not your fault, Tom.

We couldn't
have anticipated this.

What we've got to do now

is figure out
how to deal with it.

B'Elanna, try to modify
the scanners,

cut through the interference.

Aye, Captain.

Neelix, what do you know
about this war?

It's vicious.

Ambassador Treen's people
have been defending themselves

against a particularly
savage aggressor

for more than a decade.

Is the Ambassador willing
to help us find Chakotay?

He's willing,
but he may not be able.

His resources
are extremely limited

and the situation
on the surface is chaotic.

But he's assured me

that if his troops
do find Chakotay,

he'll receive medical attention

and be transported
to the nearest command post.

Let's hope he doesn't meet up

with these "savage
aggressors" first.

Captain, let me lead

a team down there
and bring him back.

I understand how you feel, Tom,

but let's take it
one step at a time.

Tuvok, recontact
Ambassador Treen.

Ask for any tactical support
he's willing to provide--

maps, weapons analyses,
intelligence reports.

Before I risk
anyone else's life,

I want to know exactly

what we're getting
ourselves into.

By your coverings,
you're a novice defender.

Do I tell the truth?

Listen, there's been
a misunderstanding.

I'm not a defender.

My shuttle was shot down
by the Kradin

and I landed in the clash zone.

I met up
with one of your patrols.

They gave me this uniform.

Which Contingent?

The Fourth.

The Fourth?

They're sturdy clashers.

Tell us--
did you and your allies

drive the nemesis
from the trunks?

We put up a brave fight.

Then you're a gloried defender
even if you claim not to be.

Marna tells the truth, Chakotay.

You are welcome
among my neighbors.

Thank you.

That's very kind.

Do you crave anything more?

Drink? Warm coverings?

What I really need is
some communications equipment

to contact my crew.

We have no means
to signal your people.

The Kradin drove us
from our homes

and plantings and took
all the machinery we had.

Do you know
where I might find someplace

with communications equipment?

The Restock Unit.

Can you tell me
how to get there?

It's not very near--
at least 10,000 footfalls

through the thick
of the trunks.

Then I'd better get started.

The new light is coming.

Rest till then.

Yes, please, Chakotay.

Rest until the new light.

I think I will.

Come, neighbors.

Let's give Defender Chakotay
some quiet.

I wanted to know
if you crave more.

No, thank you.

Oh.

But it was delicious.

And the blossoms?

Do you like them?

I planted them myself.

They're very pretty.

I've heard tellings
that the Kradin

leave our nullied defenders
upturned.

Is it true?

You can tell me.

Penno says I'm too small
to be told, but I'm not.

It's true the Kradin
don't respect your beliefs.

The Kradin are beasty.

I don't fathom
why they flamed our homes

nor why they crave
to nully us all.

I don't, either.

We never took their plantings.

We never nullied their brothers.

So why do they hate us?

1 wish I could tell you.

Hate's not something
I understand very well.

My brother's a defender, too.

Really?

He left for the clash
two plantings before.

I was much smaller then.

He was sturdy and pleasing
to glimpse in his colors.

Like you.

Maybe you've glimpsed him.

He's called Daryo.

There are
a lot of soldiers in the war.

I only met a few of them.

He's a team leader

of the Seventh
Defense Contingent.

The Seventh?

Are you sure
he was with the Seventh?

They're very sturdy
in the clash.

Have you heard of them?

The patrol I was with

was supposed
to rendezvous with them.

Why didn't you?

You would have glimpsed him.

We were ambushed
before we had the chance.

But when you go back
to the clash

likely you'll glimpse
Daryo then.

You could take a letter to him.

I'm not going back
to the clash zone.

I've got to get
to the Restock Unit

so I can contact my ship.

Then you can bring my letter
to the Restock Unit.

Likely some defender there
can take it to Daryo.

Will you do it?

Please?

I'll go write it now
before the new light comes.

I wish you a good day.

Thank you.

Provisions for your long walk.

Walk well, Defender Chakotay.

Thank you both.

You've all been very kind.

Writings for my brother.

You'll be sure he gets them?

I'll do my best.

Your best will be enough.

The pretty smell of the blossoms
will hold the nemesis far away.

Then you'd better
keep one for yourself.

Father!

Offer no opposition
or you'll be nullified.

No evidence of cellular residue
on the shuttle wreckage,

so there's a chance
Chakotay survived the crash.

Well, unfortunately,
the wreckage was found

inside enemy territory.

So there is also a chance

he's been captured
or killed by the nemesis.

There you go looking
on the bright side again, Tuvok.

What's this "nemesis"?

It is the term
Ambassador Treen's people

use to identify their enemy.

Apparently, they're vicious.

They shoot without warning,

use biochemical weapons,
routinely massacre civilians.

If we run into them,
it's safe to say

they won't be hanging out
a welcome sign.

I want a team on the surface
as soon as possible.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Tuvok, let's get moving.

I must caution you both.

My tactical analysis
does not bode well

for the success
of such a mission.

Given the situation
in the battle zone,

there is
a very high probability

that an away team
will sustain heavy casualties.

Are you saying we should
just abandon Chakotay?

On the contrary.

I suppose you've come up
with an alternative plan?

Indeed.

I have concluded
that the least risky

course of action is for
a single crew member

to make the infiltration,

accompanied by a commando unit

that Ambassador Treen
has agreed to provide.

Fine with me.
When do I leave?

Something tells me that's
not what Tuvok has in mind.

Naturally, I am
the logical person

to carry out this mission.

Naturally.

Get down there!

Chakotay!

I heard the explosions.

I came back to help.

What did the Kradin do to you?

They interrogated me.

Where's your grandfather?

I don't know.

He's very gray,
and his heart's not sturdy.

He needs me to tend him.

You!

You! I want to talk
to your superior!

Hey!

I'm talking to you.
I want to know

what you've done
with this girl's grandfather.

He's old and needs medical...

Chakotay!

Penno always tells
it'll be brighter

when the new light comes.

Your grandfather is a wise man.

That's right.

Now get some sleep.

You'll tend me, won't you?

No matter what comes
in the soonafter?

Close your glimpses...

and dream
of your gloried brother.

Move along, Vori.

Don't shoot.

We're coming.

Move along!

Where are they taking them?

I don't know.

They'll be fastwalked

to the extermination facility.

Why?

Because they're gray

and too long-lived

and the Kradin think them
unfit for toiling.

They won't make good servers,
like us.

Penno!

Penno!

Karya!

Where are they taking you?

Be sturdy,
my daughter's daughter.

Who's going to tend you?

We'll glimpse each other again
in the Wayafter.

- Set him loose!
- Karya!

Set him loose!

Be still.

Keep your hands off her!

Don't touch her!

Halt!

What's the matter, pretty one?

Set my mother's father loose!

Is that the man you mean?

No! Karya!

Please!

Set him loose!

You don't want to see him
suffer, do you, pretty one?

No.

Don't worry.

The old Vori's suffering'll
be over soon enough.

No!

Penno!

Take this screeching waif

to the extermination
facility.

No. Chakotay.
Set me loose!

Chakotay, help me!

You motherless beast!

Are Ambassador Treen
and his soldiers

ready to beam aboard?

Aye, Captain.

Energize.

Welcome aboard, Ambassador.

Thank you for agreeing
to help us find our crewman.

Your thanks
are unnecessary, Captain.

Any victim of our
bloodthirsty nemesis the Vori

will always find friends
among the Kradin people.

Chakotay...

calm now.

I'll set you loose.

Sorry to leave you
upturned so long...

but I had to shroud
myself in the trunks

till the Kradin walked on.

The villagers
from Larhana settlement?

They were fastwalked
through the trunks.

And your defenders?

All nullified.

Thank you
for coming back for me.

You put yourself at risk.

And you, Chakotay,

clashed beside us
against the Kradin

though you're a stranger
to this sphere.

I glimpsed you chancing
your days and nights

to save Rafin from our nemesis.

You tell the truth
when you name them beasts.

What will you do
now that your men are gone?

Join with the Fifth Contingent.

They're trying
to free the villagers.

It doesn't go brightly for them.

I'll come with you.

No. I'll bring you to command.

You can signal your people.

That can wait
till the soonafter.

In the now...

you need my help
to nullify the nemesis.

Backwalk!
Backwalk!

The nemesis is nearing!

It's sharper to backwalk!

Brone!

Vori soldiers!

You are surrounded.

Lay down your arms
and surrender.

Hold your fire!

You'll have to nullify me first!

Hold your fire,
Commander Chakotay.

Do not fire, Commander.

How do you know my name?

I am Lieutenant Tuvok.

Tuvok?
Don't walk any closer.

I've come to bring you
back to Voyager.

Nullify him, Chakotay!

It's a Kradin tactic.

I assure you, Commander,
this is no ruse.

It is Lieutenant Tuvok.

Don't you recognize me?

He's the nemesis!

You're a Kradin beast.

You destroyed that village,

nullified Penno;
took away Karya.

She was only a child!

They've brainwashed you,
Commander.

Look closer.

Try to recall.

Your shuttle was shot down.

These people-- the Vori--
they captured you.

No. They rescued me.

That is what they want you
to believe.

But they have been
indoctrinating you, training you

to fight their war.

Take one more step
and I'll nullify you.

You are Commander Chakotay
of the Starship Voyager.

You are a scientist,

an explorer.

You are not a killer.

Tuvok.

Yes, Commander.

How can you wear those colors?

The Kradin...

they're beasts, murderers.

On the contrary--

they are the ones
who helped us locate you.

We tracked you
to a Vori training camp.

We infiltrated the facility,
but you were gone.

They had already
brought you here

to fight this battle.

Before today, nothing you
experienced here was real.

It is the method the Vori use
to conscript and train soldiers.

I don't believe you!

1 will prove it to you
if you will lower your weapon.

Do you recognize this place?

It's Larhana settlement.

A defender.

Mark, neighbors!
A defender.

Defender.

Karya.

Welcome to Larhana settlement,
gloried defender.

You're brightly greeted.

Captain's Log, Stardate 51096.5.

Although Lieutenant Tuvok
has managed

to bring Commander Chakotay
safely back to the ship,

it may be some time

before his psychological wounds
are fully healed.

My guess is the Vori used

a combination
of mind control techniques,

including
photometric projections,

heightened emotional stimuli

and highly sophisticated
psychotropic manipulation.

From the condition
of your hypothalamus,

I'd say they had you
so mixed up

they could have convinced you
your own mother was a turnip.

Everything I experienced
was some sort of simulation?

Except for the battle
you were fighting

when Tuvok found you.

Apparently, attacking
the simulated commandant

marked your graduation
from basic training.

And the men I fought beside--

none of them was real?

Namon and Rafin weren't killed
in front of me?

As far as we can tell, they
were part of the simulation.

The idea was to make you bond

with your fellow soldiers
as well as the villagers,

so their deaths
would enrage you.

Why me?

Luck of the draw.

You happened to be
passing through their space

and you were as promising
a recruit as anyone else.

We've been told
the Vori have dozens

of these training facilities

where they conscript
their own people

and any aliens
they're able to capture.

In short, Commander,
you've been subjected

to a highly sophisticated form
of propaganda.

Then the Kradin don't kill
innocent civilians?

They don't desecrate
the Vori's dead?

I don't know.

But the Kradin accuse the Vori
of the same kinds of atrocities.

I cared about the Vori,
but I hated the Kradin.

I wanted to kill
every one of them.

Evidently, that was the point.

Captain.

Ambassador Treen would like

to have a word
with the Commander.

I wish to tell you how pleased

our people are
to hear of your recovery.

I'm only sorry we weren't able

to rescue you sooner
from our nemesis.

Have I said something wrong?

I don't know.

If you'll excuse me, Captain.

Chakotay?

I wish it were as
easy to stop hating

as it was to start.