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Disclaimer: The characters are Paramount's, their actions are mine.
Summary: Spock's thoughts on his birth and family obligations.
I am your son, a throwaway child--an appeasement for a Human wife, perhaps also an accommodation to your work.
What need of a second when all titles pass to the first? I did not matter until Sybok refused his duty. Then you tried to remake me, create the perfect son from clay deemed too impure.
One already razed from the Family tomes allowed no quarter in the expectations cast upon me. My choice of destiny, a chasm too wide for you, and my bride.
I never denied my obligation to the clan, only the path you bade me walk.
~ID'ic
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