Robert Scorpio Presents
Trinity
“It’s very simple,” Trelane said to Kirk. “I need you to hold your son, and then I will move the devices to where you can touch them, both Omicron Devices, at the same time.”
“What will that do?” Kirk asked.
“The devices, if I’m correct, will force the Remnant out of your mind, and the Remnant inside your son out as well. Once both Remnants are freed, here in my pocket reality, I can make them mine.”
“And what happens to us?” Kirk asked, as he eyed the Omicron Devices.
“Actually,” Trelane said, “I do not really know what will happen to you. But if you don’t do what ask,” Trelane said with finality in his voice, “I will destroy both you and your son; that I do know.”
“Is this power corrupting absolutely? Is that what this is all about; the simple acquisition of power?” Kirk asked as Trelane brought David Marcus to him, and then handed the child to Kirk.
“You could say that,” Trelane said. “But this universe, in fact all universes, are mired in chaos. Once I have Mitchell’s complete essence, meaning the Remnant in you and your child, I will have enough power to control everything, everywhere. I could bring order to the multiverse in ways you could never imagine.” Trelane looked down at the two Omicron Devices, and then the two Devices rose off of the ground.
Kirk, holding David in his arms, watched as the Devices came toward both him and his son. One device was displaying the strange powerful ship from another dimension; the other device was pure white. Seeing the evil in Trelane’s eyes, Kirk could only do one thing; he placed David across his arms, and then Kirk reached out and touched the two Omicron Devices; nothing happened, nothing at all.
“Well,” Kirk said, “where’s this fantastic light show you promised?”
“It should have worked,” Trelane replied, mainly to himself. “Both devices are here, you’re here, your son is here as well.”
Suddenly there was a bright flash, and another person appeared; another so called God.
“Who are you?” Trelane demanded of the new comer.
“Oh please,” Q said, “I’m your father,” Q said with a broad smile, “how about giving your good ole’ dad a hug?” Q said. Q then snapped his fingers and maneuvered the Omicron Devices so that Trelane was standing between them.
“What are you doing?” Trelane demanded, as he began to feel his power fade.
Q snapped his fingers, and then David disappeared and then reappeared in Trelane’s arms.
“What I should have done when your mother confronted me at the beginning of time,” Q said, “I’m having an abortion.”
“Wait,” Kirk demanded, “what are you doing!!!”
Instantly Trelane was gone.
“You bastard,” Kirk said as he rushed Q, “You’ve killed my son!”
Kirk was flung backward, after instantly running into a force field that surrounded Q.
“First off,” Q said, “My son was actually me,” Q said, “kind of like that holy-trinity thing you have going on in one of your Earth religions.”
Kirk stood back up, and charged Q again, and again, Kirk was flung backwards.
“Stop doing that,” Q said. “Just listen to me Kirk, and you’ll understand.”
Kirk was about to charge Q again, but paused.
“Go on,” Kirk said.
“Let me ask you a question; have you ever heard of the name Maury Povich?” Q asked.
“No,” Kirk replied, “who is that?”
“Well,” Q said as he snapped his finger, and two bottles of beer appeared; one in Kirk’s hand, one in Q’s hand. “I think you better get ready to drink that after I tell you what I have to tell you.”
Kirk threw the bottle on the ground.
“No,” Kirk said, “just talk first.”
Q nodded his head, took a swig of his beer, made it vanish, and then continued.
“David was never really your son,” Q told Kirk. “He was really the off spring of Gary Mitchell and Carol Marcus; the child’s dead mother.”
Q snapped his fingers, and Carol Marcus appeared.
“You can’t be Carol Marcus,” Kirk said, as disbelief came to his voice. “She was killed by one of Gill’s men.”
“It’s really me Jim,” Carol said, “and yes, I am dead. And,” Carol said as she looked at Q, “I am so sorry.”
“About what?” Kirk asked, as he looked away from the mother of his child, as if not wanting to hear what she had to say.
“Gary and I,” Carol struggled to say. “It happened the month you were in training and he had leave. He came over one night, and,” Carol said, “It just happened. He wanted to tell you, but I wouldn’t let him.”
And just as instantly as she appeared, Carol Marcus vanished.
Kirk shook his head.
“Even if,” Kirk told Q, “David wasn’t my paternal son he’s still my son, so trust me, knowing now that he’s Gary’s son doesn’t change a thing. Bing him back!”
“Kirk, David was an unforeseen event in the grand scheme of the cosmos,” Q continued. “In fact, Mitchell himself, David’s true father, was an unseen event as well. The essence of what Mitchell was sprang from the planet Neptune fifty-thousand years ago when what you call a Remnant, a stitch in the fabric of reality, wanted to experience a corporeal life.”
Q snapped his fingers, and suddenly both he and Kirk were inside what appeared to be a giant, transparent bubble. The whiteness of the pocket universe they were in faded in to a rich black distance, with a mosaic of stars. Q pointed down, and Kirk saw what Q was pointing at. A massive cube shaped vessel, with three planet-killers; it was a Borg attack fleet.
“The Borg,” Q said. “They have arrived outside of your solar system.”
“Yes,” Kirk said, “I know something of the Borg. And from what I know, they won’t attack Earth.”
“That isn’t exactly correct,” Q said, “but I will tell you what I know of the Borg. As I told you earlier, Mitchell’s existence, his essence, comes from a Remnant that wanted to exist in a linear existence. So, from Neptune it came to Earth where it has lived among humans, as a human, for all those eons. Then, five-thousand of your years ago, an attempt was made to force Mitchell’s essence off of Earth, and back to Neptune where it belonged. An asteroid was re-directed, and sent toward Earth. As long as Mitchell was human, his powers were constrained to some degree.”
“Wait a moment,” Kirk said, “the Romulans descend from humans, nearly fifty-thousand Romans that were taken from Earth, by the Vulcans five thousand years ago when the Vulcans believed an asteroid was going to hit Earth.”
“Yes,” Q said, “that asteroid that suddenly was heading toward Earth, that forced the Vulcans that were on Earth to flee, and gave them cause to save fifty-thousand humans as best they could, was the same asteroid sent to draw out the Remnant living as a human on Earth.”
“But the Asteroid missed,” Kirk said. “Why?”
“The Remnant on Earth,” Q said, “was more powerful than believed, and stopped the Asteroid from hitting Earth. It was then decided to let the Remnant live its normal life, and maybe someday, it would decide to return to Neptune. But over the time, living as a human, it changed; became inflicted with human desires. Every hundred or so years it changed its human form, so as not to be found out to be an alien presence. It would do this by transferring it’s essence into a new human host, usually when that person was a child. Finally, over the eons, it ended up Gary Mitchell, when he was a child.”
“I knew Gary from the time we met as teenagers,” Kirk said, “he never showed any signs of being a super human of near God like abilities.”
“The Remnant had decided to bury that part of it self,” Q said, “to stop using its ability to become an important person, an Einstein or Freud, and just be normal. Finally, by the time it had become Mitchell, it had accepted a normal existence, until that fateful night when he, and Carol Marcus, engaged in that tawdry human behavior known as sex. Not only had he betrayed his friend, you, he also gave rise to a child; something the Remnant had never done in the fifty-thousand years it had been on Earth.”
Kirk thought for a moment.
“How does this tie in with the Borg, and the Romulan belief that the Remnants on Neptune could stop the Borg?” Kirk asked.
“The Romans that were taken from Earth were not stupid,” Q said, “and they also had a trump-card; the Omicron Device.” Q said, pointing at the device, the one that was pure white, which hovered above the ground, under the control of Q.
“What are those things?” Kirk asked.
“Exactly as Trelane, my brilliant son, told you,” Q said, “they represent the complete reality of two different universes, yours, and the so called mirror-universe. My son, or me, depending on your point of view, hoped to use the Devices to lure the Remnant inside your son, and your mind, both of which represented the last vestiges of the Remnant that came to Earth fifty-thousand years ago.”
“And by killing David,” Kirk said, “can’t I accuse you of doing what your son tried to do?”
“You could,” Q said, “but I’m not the same as Trelawney. He had, at best, infinity of knowledge; I have so much more.”
“So why kill David?” Kirk asked.
“David isn’t dead,” Q said, as he snapped his fingers. But instead of one infant David Marcus, two appeared, neatly wrapped in blankets, and in Q’s arms.
“Two?” Kirk asked.
“Yes,” Q said, “two. (CLICK
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