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DS9 11x07 - "In Love and War"

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Hi all

Time for episode 7.

Here's the links:

11x01 "Systems Under Repair" - Ad Astra, pdf, ebook
11x02 "Structural Integrity Compromised" - Ad Astra, pdf, ebook
11x03 "Self Destruct Initiated" - Ad Astra, pdf, ebook
11x04 "Separation Manoeuvres Complete" - Ad Astra, pdf, ebook
11x05 "The New Normal" - Ad Astra, pdf, ebook
11x06 "Two Steps Forward" - AdAstra, pdf, ebook
11x07 "In Love and War" - AdAstra, pdf, ebook

This episode incorporates some small elements from Star Trek: Starfleet Academy: Prime Directives, by Chris Cooper.

Enjoy!
 
TEASER​



FADE IN:



1 INT. JANIR MONASTERY



Looking out through a stone archway, we see a perfect night sky, the first hints of a gorgeous sunrise peeking between the rolling hills. The newly arrived sunlight glints off the river that runs through the valley.

PULL BACK slowly, until we see that RAIQ sits alone by the archway, gazing out at this sight. She watches it quietly, contemplating as the sun gradually rises and the light slowly bleeds across the sky.

KIRA (o.s.)
You’re up early.​

Raiq turns, not startled, to see KIRA standing across the room, watching her watch the sky. Kira is quiet and gentle, careful not to intrude.

RAIQ
I find it difficult to sleep here.

KIRA
I know what you mean. I think
it’s just the time difference from
the capital.

RAIQ
No... I mean without my vessel.
My vessel cradled me as I rested.
Soothed me. Your beds do not.​

Raiq returns her attention to the sunrise. Kira takes a slow step forwards, trying to connect with her.

KIRA
It’s beautiful, isn’t it?

RAIQ
Is it? I’m not sure I would know
how to judge such a thing.​

Kira joins Raiq at the archway, sits gently beside her.

KIRA
You’ve never seen a sunrise before?

RAIQ
Why would I? My vessel was my home,
Kira. It carried me from star to star,
from world to world. I never stayed
on any planet longer than I had to.
There was no need.

KIRA
Don’t you have a homeworld of your
own to return to?

RAIQ
Our world is lost to time. Long
before I was ever born. It no
longer exists.

KIRA
It might, somewhere out there.

RAIQ
No. We are born on the Quest, and
we die on it. Always searching the
stars for signs of the Fortress.
And the vessel with us always.
We need no world.

KIRA
You have one now. It can be nice,
sometimes, to just stop. Let the
constant need to be on the move, to
be doing something... just let it go.
Take the time to see the world around
you. Feel it. To watch the sun rise.

RAIQ
Why?

KIRA
It’s nature, that’s all. And it’s
beautiful.

RAIQ
How so? The light travels from
your star, hits your atmosphere,
diffuses into its components,
warms the land. That is science,
mere fact. How does aesthetics
enter into it?

KIRA
You travel the stars. Don’t you
think they’re beautiful?

RAIQ
They are powerful. Symbols of the
True’s strength, of the fire with
which they burn. When we cleanse
worlds of heresy, we use the stars
to do so, in their name.​

Raiq is casually discussing destroying entire planets like it’s nothing. Kira has to force herself not to react.

RAIQ (cont)
But beauty... perhaps, in the sense
that it affirms the glory and power
of the True.

KIRA
I agree that the stars represent
the light the Prophets bring to us.
They are the light. They’re how
the light reaches us. But that’s
not all they are. They’re also
beautiful, just for their own sake.
And I think you’ve got the right
idea... to just sit here, and absorb
that beauty. The pure sensory
experience. Let it wash over you.
For no other reason than just...
because.​

The two of them quietly watch the sunrise together.



2 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE - ESTABLISHING


The usual establishing shot, tight on Ops.



3 INT. DS9 – MAIN OPS CENTRE


CANDLEWOOD sits at his science officer’s station. There’s work on his screens, and he’s doing it, mostly. But he keeps glancing towards the captain’s office.

Through the glass door, he can see VAUGHN, RO and BOWERS in tight conference over something. He has no idea what.

He looks over to NOG, who is working at his own engineering console. Extras man the other stations as needed.

CANDLEWOOD
Nog... could you come and have
a look at something for me?​

Nog gets up from his station and comes to Candlewood’s.

NOG
What’s the problem?

CANDLEWOOD
Nothing. I just wondered if you
knew what was going on in there.​

He nods towards the office, keeping it quiet. Nog turns and looks gives a quick glance too.

NOG
Nope. Maybe they’re planning a party.

CANDLEWOOD
Promotions all round?

NOG
You got a promotion last month.

CANDLEWOOD
(faux offended)
Hey, I do good work! When I’m
C-in-C of Starfleet, I’ll make
monthly promotions mandatory.​

Nog shakes his head in wry amusement. Then they turn at the sound of the turbolift rising into Ops. It carries PRYNN, who joins them both at the science station.

NOG
Hey, Prynn. What brings you to Ops?

PRYNN
Ro called, said Vaughn wanted a meeting.

CANDLEWOOD
Did she say why?

PRYNN
Nope. All top secret.​

They all wonder what on earth is going on. Then the door of the captain’s office opens, and Vaughn leans out.

VAUGHN
Prynn, good, you’re here. Come in.
Nog, Candlewood, you too.​

That was a bit brusque. The three junior officers get up to enter the office, confused but curious.



4 INT. DS9 – CAPTAIN’S OFFICE


Prynn, Nog and Candlewood enter and line up in front of the desk. Vaughn returns to behind the desk, tense and urgent. Ro and Bowers stand off to the side, also tense.

VAUGHN
Right. Let me start by saying that
what I’m about to tell you is
extremely classified, on pain
of court martial. Understood?

NOG / PRYNN / CANDLEWOOD
(not quite together)
Aye, sir.

VAUGHN
Okay. Ro, tell them.

RO
There’s a very sensitive mission,
and as our two lead tech guys,
and our senior pilot, you are the
ones to handle it. We need a
mystery solved.

PRYNN
(intrigued)
What kind of mystery?

VAUGHN
(grave)
The kind that’s called... an
Ascendant ship.​

The three junior officers begin to realise why the other three were so tense and secretive. This is a big deal.



FADE OUT:



END OF TEASER ​
 
ACT ONE​



FADE IN:



5 INT. DS9 – CAPTAIN’S OFFICE



Picking up where we left off. Vaughn has dropped his bomb, and the three junior officers are reacting...

NOG
Captain... how did you...

RO
It’s Axno’s ship. The other ‘last
Ascendant.’

PRYNN
Of course... After she tried to go
into the wormhole, Sisko and Kira
and I brought her back here.

RO
And left her ship in one of the
runabout docking bays.

VAUGHN
I had it moved the moment I got
back. It’s been under top secret
protection since then.

NOG
Where?

BOWERS
Empok Nor, in orbit of Cajara.

VAUGHN
The place is dead. Ignored by
everyone unless I give you leave
to use it for spare parts. Which
you will notice I have not done.

RO
Perfect hiding place. The three
of us are the only ones who know
Axno’s ship even still exists.

VAUGHN
And now the three of you.

PRYNN
But captain... Major Cenn was in
charge of the station during all
that. Surely he would notice.

VAUGHN
No. As far as any member of the
Bajoran Militia knows – as far as
anyone outside of this room
knows - the ship was destroyed.
Exploded in sympathy when Axno
immolated herself.

CANDLEWOOD
But sir, the Bajorans...

VAUGHN
Lieutenants, this is a top-level
military secret. The knowledge
that Starfleet possesses Ascendant
technology would cause panic on
Bajor. They would see it as a
threat – correctly so. And Raiq,
the actual last Ascendant, would
see it as an opportunity. As her
chance to do what she was born to
do, and destroy the Bajorans. So
this information must not get out.
That is a direct order from me to
you. Nod now if you understand me.​

Vaughn is clearly not screwing around here. The three junior officers nervously nod their understanding.

VAUGHN
Good. Now, as vital as it is that
we keep this secret, it is also
vital that we crack its secrets.
I want to know everything about
that ship. What powers it. How its
weapons work. What propulsion
it uses. Life support, repairs,
communications. Everything.

NOG
Yes, sir.

RO
Nog, Prynn – you two spent a lot
of time on the Even Odds. You
studied the Wa. That should give
you a good place to start. John,
you crack its computer systems.
It’s organic technology, we don’t
know anything about it. So you’ll
have your work cut out for you.

CANDLEWOOD
Understood.

VAUGHN
Mister Bowers will escort you to
Empok Nor, where you will do your
work. I myself will be going to
the Gamma Quadrant to visit
the Eav’oq homeworld.

PRYNN
(quiet smile)
Among other things.​

Vaughn gives her an indulgent look – he knows she knows.

RO
I’ll stay in command here, and
run interference with Cenn.

VAUGHN
And I am emphasising yet again,
Lieutenants, the importance of
secrecy. This is between us in
this room, and no-one else.

CANDLEWOOD
(grin)
As the dabo girl said to the vedek.​

The room goes quiet. Everyone turns to look at Candlewood. Vaughn’s glare could kill a person on the spot.

CANDLEWOOD
Excuse me a moment, captain.​

Candlewood walks over to the far wall of the office, where there’s a weapons locker on the wall. He opens the locker, pulls out a phaser, aims it at the floor by his feet, and FIRES, carving a circle around himself in the decking.

That done, the circle falls away into the space below, and Candlewood plummets through the hole, disappearing. He has literally fallen through a hole in the ground.


FLASH


Candlewood remains where he was, blushing furiously under the disapproving stare of the other officers. Prynn just closes her eyes, shakes her head silently.

Vaughn drags his angry glare back to the subject at hand.

VAUGHN
Gather whatever materials you
think you will need and meet
Mister Bowers at the Nile at
eleven-hundred hours. I will
expect your reports upon my
return. Dismissed.​

Candlewood, Nog and Prynn turn and leave the office. Ro, Bowers and Vaughn remain.

Vaughn gives Ro a look as if to say, “Really? This guy?”



7 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE


Close on one runabout pad. The pad rises up, locks into place with a solid kerthunk. The small ship lifts off, clears the station and turns towards the WORMHOLE. The big blue flower opens up, the ship dives in, and the wormhole swallows it whole.

Meanwhile a second runabout also launches from another pad, rises up, clears the station, and turns to head deeper into the Bajoran system. Following this one...



8 INT. RUNABOUT – REAR CABIN


Prynn, Nog and Candlewood all stand around the table, boxes and crates of equipment in front of them. They check device after device, confirming they’re ready for whatever.

CANDLEWOOD
(defensive)
I’m the funny guy. I make jokes.
It’s what I do. Especially when
I’m nervous.

PRYNN
Yeah, but... you need to learn to
read the room.

CANDLEWOOD
You’d just made a joke yourself.
“Among other things,” you said.
“Suggestive eyebrow wiggle.”

PRYNN
He’s my father. I can get away
with it. A guy who’s been in the
job a month probably can’t.

NOG
Yeah, I didn’t actually get that,
Prynn. What did you mean?

PRYNN
Just that he said he’s going to
see the Eav’oq. What he’s really
doing is going to see Opaka.
(beat)
What, you hadn’t noticed they
like each other?

CANDLEWOOD
Even I noticed that.

NOG
Great. A hundred-and-five-year-old
has more romance than I do.

CANDLEWOOD
You’ll find the right girl one day.

PRYNN
Or boy.​

Then things go quiet for a moment as they prepare.

CANDLEWOOD
Do you think he’s gonna fire me?
Demote me back down to ensign?

PRYNN
Not for making an inappropriate
joke. He’s not that vindictive.

NOG
But it might be a good idea to
prove how valuable you are by
solving this mystery ship.

CANDLEWOOD
Alright, then. On that subject,
what do we know? You two spent
more time on the Even Odds than
I did. By the time I got there,
the Wa was already dead.

PRYNN
But you have all Shar’s records.
He’s the one who figured out the
Wa was Ascendant tech at all.
And he translated the language.

NOG
The Wa was just a formless blob
of nothingness. This is a ship,
focused and dedicated. It’s not
gonna be exactly the same.

PRYNN
But it’s a place to start.

BOWERS (comm)
We’re approaching Bajor Seven,
Lieutenants.​

They close all their boxes, lock them down, and then turn to exit the rear cabin, towards the cockpit.



9 INT. RUNABOUT – COCKPIT


The three junior officers approach the forward viewport, where Bowers is piloting. Out of the window Empok Nor looms – completely dead, a dark and gutted shell of a station. Behind it is the gas giant of Bajor Seven, aka Cajara.

NOG
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it
again. I hate this place.

PRYNN
I think it’s beautiful.

NOG
Yeah, I guess. Except not. So
where is this super-secret ship?

BOWERS
Sealed in a runabout bay. We’re
pretty sure it’s powered down, but
given that we have no idea how its
power works, it may not stay that
way. So the captain doesn’t want
to use transporters, or anything
that might set it off. I’ll dock in
another bay and you’ll go in on foot.​

Bowers is being terse and formal, following Vaughn’s lead. The others pick up the vibe.

PRYNN
(re Bowers)
Still feels weird somebody else
being in that pilot seat.

CANDLEWOOD
Well, you have a whole new ship
to learn how to fly now.​

Prynn nods along. The empty station grows closer...

NOG
Anybody else feel like it’s watching us?​



10 EXT. EMPOK NOR


The runabout settles onto one dead docking pad. As it does, the lights around the pad begin to light up, presumably at a signal from Bowers.

Once the pad is powered up, it lowers into the station, taking the runabout with it. Once it’s down, the hole covers up again, and the power all dies out. Everything is back how it was.



11 INT. EMPOK NOR – HABITAT RING CORRIDOR


Totally dark, lit only by the lights on three Starfleet environment suits. Candlewood, Nog and Prynn clomp heavily down the corridor in the suits, each out of breath and lugging their heavy boxes of equipment by hand.

PRYNN
I never realised how far it is from
one runabout pad to the next
when you don’t have turbolifts.

NOG
I know! This is one time I can
genuinely say I wish there was
a Jem’Hadar here – they’re a
lot better at carrying.

CANDLEWOOD
Or a Klingon.

PRYNN
Vulcans are pretty strong too.

CANDLEWOOD
Basically anyone but a Ferengi.

NOG
Shut up!​

Further down the corridor, they finally reach the right door. They stop by it, drop their boxes. Nog crouches down and pulls out a large and bulky device – a portable power unit.

He opens a panel by the docking bay door, connects various cables into the power unit, presses buttons. We hear the surge of power coming to life in the room beyond.



12 INT. EMPOK NOR – RUNABOUT BAY


Across the bay, where they’re used to seeing a runabout, is instead Axno’s damaged Ascendant ship. Sharp and silver, but looking dull and lifeless. No less dangerous for it.

The door opens, and three spacesuit-clad figures enter. Power hums to life around the room, lights come on, and air rushes from the recyclers. The surface of the ship RIPPLES, a shiver of movement from the tip flowing back to the rear.

As the door seals behind them, Candlewood checks his instruments...

CANDLEWOOD
We can take off the suits.

NOG
(gasp)
Did you see that?

CANDLEWOOD
See what?

NOG
I thought I saw the ship move.

PRYNN
It’s completely dead, Nog.​

Nog isn’t convinced. Prynn walks closer, eager to begin...

PRYNN
So... Any ideas how to get in it?​

Nog continues to watch the ship from afar, wary...



BLACK OUT:



END OF ACT ONE​
 
ACT TWO​



FADE IN:



13 INT. EMPOK NOR – RUNABOUT BAY



Now out of her enviro-suit and back in a normal uniform, Prynn teeters at the top of an auto-replicated ladder, reaching around the edges of the Ascendant ship’s transparent canopy. She’s having no luck.

Nog stands at the rear of the craft, where there are no obvious warp nacelles, no exhausts, no visible engines of any kind. Nog sighs with disappointment. Candlewood is on the deck, tricorder out, scanning the hull of the ship.

CANDLEWOOD
You know how your hair and your
fingernails are made from the
same material, but look and act
different? I think that’s what this
is. My guess would be the hull
stays in this featureless, neutral
form until it explicitly needs to
become something else.

NOG
Like an engine.

CANDLEWOOD
Or a weapon.

NOG
So if we need to tell it to be
something before it will be it,
how do we tell it what we want?​

Prynn is reaching around the edges of the transparent canopy. She steps back, throws her arms wide...

PRYNN
Open sesame!​

Nothing happens. She shrugs.

PRYNN
Worth a shot.​



14 EXT. JANIR MONASTERY


The small monastery sits in its valley, by the winding river. Warm and bucolic.



15 INT. JANIR MONASTERY


A basic canteen area, not very fancy because this only a small monastery. Kira and Raiq are both in line, waiting for the cook to slop some food onto their plates.

KIRA
So, what do you want to do today?
Maybe take a walk outside...? I
haven’t seen much of Janir myself,
so it’d be interesting for me too.​

Raiq sighs, takes her food and goes to a table. Kira gets her own food and follows, sits down with her, tries again.

KIRA
Or we could just look around the
archives here in the monastery.

RAIQ
I am not some task you must
complete, Kira. Your constant
attempts to force me to accept
your culture are maddening.

KIRA
That’s why I asked you what you
wanted to do.

RAIQ
I do not want to do anything.
I do not want to be here.​

Kira throws down her cutlery with an annoyed clang.

KIRA
Alright, I’ve had enough of this.
All I’ve been trying to do since I
first brought you to Bajor is try
to find something in common. But
you’ve been making it as hard as
you can for me to do that.

RAIQ
(derisive)
Why should I engage with you?

KIRA
Because I’m all you’ve got! And
because I deserve it. I’ve fed you,
I’ve looked after you, kept you
safe. For weeks!

RAIQ
You exterminated my race, woman.
I have no-one else because of you.
And you expect me to be grateful?
You are lucky I have not throttled
you in your sleep a hundred times
over! That is what you deserve!

KIRA
I had to stop you! You gave us no
choice. It was either you or us,
you made sure of that.

RAIQ
And you have made sure to remind
me that it was “all my fault” at
every turn. Always telling me I
am alone, you are my only hope.
All to keep me on your leash.

KIRA
Would you rather I’d let you die?
Would you rather we go back to
killing each other? Would that
make you happy?​

As the angry words come out, Kira hears them for herself. And she laughs. Raiq is confused.

KIRA
You know, you’re a lot like me. In
fact, you are me, ten years ago.

RAIQ
(sigh)
What are you talking about now?

KIRA
I grew up fighting Cardassians.
First twenty-five years of my life,
that was all I knew. So when
they finally left, I didn’t know
what to do with myself. I just
kept fighting, battling everybody
I met, whether they deserved it
or not. Because I didn’t know
any other way to be.

RAIQ
And you believe that is true of
me also.

KIRA
(simply)
Yes. The world has changed, Raiq.
So many times, it’s hard to keep
track. You have to change with it.
Life gives you no other choice.​

Raiq goes quiet, and returns to her food. Kira lets her.

RAIQ
You are thirty-five cycles old?

KIRA
Thirty-six actually. Why?

RAIQ
How long do you expect to live?

KIRA
Barring illness and accidents,
Bajorans live to over a hundred.

RAIQ
I am over a hundred now. And not
half way through my time.

KIRA
(nods, impressed)
Looks good on you.​

Aesthetics again. Raiq just frowns and eats her food.



16 EXT. EMPOK NOR


Re-establishing...



17 INT. RUNABOUT – COCKPIT


The runabout is sat quietly in the docking bay, blackness and cold metal outside the window. Lt Bowers sits in the chair, reading a padd, occupying himself while he waits.



18 INT. EMPOK NOR – RUNABOUT BAY


In the other bay, Prynn remains at the top of the ladder, feeling around the edges of the ship’s transparent canopy. There’s nothing to get her fingers into. She looks down to Candlewood, who sits on a crate, concentrating hard on his tricorder screen.

PRYNN
Anytime you feel like helping, John...

CANDLEWOOD
I’m not watching the springball
finals down here. You said Cenn
was in charge when you brought
the ship in. If he had any sense,
he would have turned the security
sensors on, right? So maybe those
sensors recorded the exact signal
Axno used to open the door.

NOG
Ooh, I like it. Sync me up.​

Nog trots around from other side of the ship and pulls out his own tricorder. He and Candlewood tap and tap and tap as the tricorders beep. Prynn waits, feeling useless.

NOG
So how long has this been going
on? Vaughn and Opaka.

PRYNN
Nothing’s going on, really. They
like each other, but nothing’s
actually happened.

NOG
Ah, nothing happened. That sounds
familiar.

CANDLEWOOD
Nog, have you ever actually had
a date? Ever?

NOG
Once. Eight years ago. It ended
when I asked her to chew my food.

PRYNN
You did what?

NOG
That’s what Ferengi women did.
So I expected her to do it too.
Didn’t take me long to realise
most women don’t like that.

PRYNN
But you went to the academy.
Surely you dated at the academy.

NOG
The academy? My freshman roommate
was an Andorian shen, Pava something.
She heard she was getting the first
Ferengi in Starfleet as her roommate.
So to seem friendly and welcoming,
she did what she thought Ferengi
wanted females to do... and opened
the door naked.

CANDLEWOOD
Oh Nog... you didn’t.

NOG
By the time I got out of the
hospital, the story was all over
campus. My dating opportunities
dried up fast. So I concentrated
on training and studying. Who
wants to date a Ferengi anyway?
We’re ugly and we hate women.

CANDLEWOOD
You’re neither of those, Nog.​

Nog looks awkwardly askance at Candlewood, but then the tricorder beeps and saves them.

NOG
Okay, let’s see what this does. Prynn,
you might wanna get out of the way.​

Prynn clambers down to the deck. Once she’s clear, Nog aims his tricorder, and presses the button. Nothing happens. Nog sighs. He presses a few more buttons, tries again. It doesn’t seem to have much effect.

Candlewood presses more buttons and then gives it a go. With a smooth but squelchy sound, the canopy sluggishly retracts back into body of the ship, leaving the ship open to be entered. Candlewood whoops with victory.

NOG
Don’t do the dance.

CANDLEWOOD
Spoilsport.​

Prynn is first back up the ladder, eager to explore.



19 INT. ASCENDANT SHIP


The ship is about the size of a standard Starfleet shuttle interior. One seat, centrally placed towards the front, a smooth organic shape like it grew out of the deck. A semi-circular panel surrounds the seat, but with no individual controls visible on it. The bulkheads sweep back smoothly, all one continuous surface, to a flattened back wall.

Prynn clambers over the edge and jumps the short distance to the deck. Nog and Candlewood follow, carrying their equipment bags. They look around. The thing looks dead – sagging walls, limp surfaces and grey lifeless colour.

PRYNN
There’s no coloured patches. How
do you tell what’s what?

CANDLEWOOD
What isn’t what, at least not
until I tell it to be. It’s some
kind of bio-electricity. I think
it’s something the pilot actually
generates herself. Or himself.

NOG
Okay, electric. That makes sense.
We’ve seen their weapons – they’re
a basic electrical charge, just
pumped up to a ridiculous degree.

PRYNN
So it’s the ship’s own nervous
system? Like an electric eel?

CANDLEWOOD
And it connects to the pilot’s nervous
system, by way of these signals.

PRYNN
So the thing’s never going to
respond to us, not unless we can
crack the code of those signals.

NOG
And convince it we are Ascendants.​

Frustrated, Prynn plonks down into the pilot’s seat.

PRYNN
I refuse to believe we’re at a
dead end already. I say we try
the old-fashioned approach –
pressing buttons.​

She leans forward to touch the curved panel in front of her. She presses her hand against the surface... and the hand sinks in, like pressing on a sofa cushion. She pulls back and tries another area – the same response.

She pushes harder and her hand sinks in deeper, the surface breaking over her fingers like blancmange. She grimaces and tries to pull back... but her hand won’t come free.

She yanks harder. But it’s grabbed her fast. Nog and Candlewood grab tricorders and start scanning.

PRYNN
Uhh... guys?

CANDLEWOOD
At least it responded to you.

PRYNN
Great. Now get it off me.​

Instead, the silver-grey surface sucks Prynn’s hand down deeper. Now she’s in it up to her wrist.

PRYNN
(near panic)
Guys, help me!​

The panel shoots a small limb of material further up her arm, a dull grey version of when the Wa started reacting. It reaches half way to her elbow... and then starts climbing. Weak electricity crackles over the surface.

Nog grabs Prynn and starts to pull. Candlewood is working feverishly on his tricorder. But at this one point, the ship is coming to life. The grey material creeps up Prynn’s arm, over the uniform, at the elbow now...

PRYNN
Get it off me!​

On Prynn’s panicking face...



FADE OUT:



END OF ACT TWO​
 
ACT THREE​



FADE IN:



20 INT. ASCENDANT SHIP



The panel is growing, Prynn is panicking, Nog is yanking... but Candlewood is calculating. Full concentration on his tricorder as he taps away at crazy speed.

NOG
John, help us!

CANDLEWOOD
I am helping...​

The yanking isn’t working, so Nog runs to his bag, grabs a phaser out of it and prepares to fire at the panel...

CANDLEWOOD
Nog, don’t! I’ve got it...​

Candlewood points his tricorder at the panel like it’s his own phaser, presses the button...

...and the panel retracts, letting Prynn go and returning to its dormant state. Prynn and Nog sigh with relief.

PRYNN
What did you do?

CANDLEWOOD
Recorded the bio-electric pattern
from the panel, then reversed it
and sent it back. Stab in the
dark, but it seemed to work.​

They turn to Prynn, but find her already half clambering out of the ship, back onto the ladder.

NOG
What are you doing?

PRYNN
What does it look like?​

She’s gone, no looking back.



21 INT. EMPOK NOR – RUNABOUT BAY


Nog and Candlewood also emerge from the ship, where they see Prynn with her back turned, rummaging in the cases they brought. Clambering down the ladder, they approach gently.

CANDLEWOOD
Prynn? You okay?

PRYNN
Fine.​

Nog and Candlewood silently agree that they’ll go with her on this, for now, while she recovers from the scare.

NOG
Okay, let’s keep going. John, why
did you tell me not to fire?

CANDLEWOOD
Because I’m starting to figure
this out. Why did the panel react
to Prynn’s hand, but the rest of
the ship completely ignored three
entire people?

NOG
Something about skin contact?
Body heat, maybe?

CANDLEWOOD
Exactly. The ship absorbed energy
from Prynn. That’s what woke it up.
It has receptors, all over the interior.
Like our skin, with its specialised nerve
cells for detecting heat or motion.

NOG
So firing a phaser at it would have
only given it more energy.

CANDLEWOOD
Yup.

PRYNN
John... thank you.

CANDLEWOOD
This does, however, leave us on
the horns of a dilemma. How do
we figure out how the ship works
without touching the damn thing
or giving it any kind of energy?

NOG
Energy-dampening force field?

PRYNN
Can’t hurt.

CANDLEWOOD
Let’s do it!​

The three officers return to their equipment boxes. Under the following dialogue, they set up three portable force field transmitters in a triangle around the ship – one at the pointed bow, two at the wider stern. They compare readings, check settings, futz with equipment. Meanwhile:

PRYNN
While we’re on the subject of
failed romances, what happened
with you and Hetik, John? I know
you dated. But then I didn’t see
you together anymore. Spill it.

CANDLEWOOD
Yes, we dated. But we broke up.

PRYNN
Why? Did he dump you?

CANDLEWOOD
(piqued)
No. It just wasn’t going anywhere,
alright? I wasn’t feeling it.

PRYNN
Mmm-hmm. That’s why for those few
months, you floated around DS-Nine
two feet above the deck. That’s why
there’s still a picture of the two of
you in your quarters.

CANDLEWOOD
It was nice. He’s a nice guy.

PRYNN
Plus, of course, it doesn’t hurt
that he’s outrageously hot.

CANDLEWOOD
(laughing)
Oh my god! So hot, I wanted to get
down on my knees and shout “Thank
you, Jesus!” And I'm Jewish!​

Prynn laughs with him. Nog doesn’t laugh. The force field emitters are set up now. They all switch them on and stand back as the machines generate a field surrounding the ship.

PRYNN
The phasers thing is making sense
to me now. Whenever we were in
battle with an Ascendant ship,
standard phasers had no effect.

NOG
Because it fed off them. But
extra-power phasers worked...

CANDLEWOOD
...because they overloaded the
ship’s nervous system.

NOG
Can we identify any more of these
bio-signals? If you interface with
all the records of Ascendant
encounters. Starfleet, Bajoran...
even the Dominion.

CANDLEWOOD
I could work faster if we boot up
the station’s main computer.

NOG
No, Vaughn would never allow it.
Network the three tricorders
together, that’ll have to do.​

They gather together, start pressing buttons again.

CANDLEWOOD
Have you really never had a girl-
friend, Nog? At all? Not even
anybody you wanted to?

NOG
One. But it can never happen.

PRYNN
Why not?

NOG
Because she’s on the other side of
the galaxy. She’s probably about a
thousand times older than me but
looks like a teenage girl. And because
she’s alien royalty from an empire
we’re expressly forbidden from
ever contacting.

PRYNN
Meera?! You liked Meera?!

CANDLEWOOD
Who... the changeling girl? Well
no wonder, then. Maybe go for
someone a little closer to home.​

Nog becomes awkward again. He puts his tricorder on the deck, lets it work on its own. Prynn pulls out some ration packs from the boxes, and they sit on the deck to eat them.

NOG
Look... John... I appreciate it.
But I’m interested in women.

CANDLEWOOD
(wtf?)
I know. That’s not what I meant.

NOG
It’s alright. Prynn told me years
ago that you had a crush on me.

CANDLEWOOD
She what?!

NOG
She said that was the reason you
were always playing jokes on me.​

Candlewood jumps up again, flailing in horror.

CANDLEWOOD
Oh my God! Prynn?! Why the hell
would you tell him that?

PRYNN
It was a joke! I didn’t mean it!

CANDLEWOOD
You don’t joke about that kind of
thing, Prynn! Even I don’t joke
about that kind of thing! You can’t
go around telling people I’ve got
a crush on my boss!

PRYNN
(playful)
Why... Do you have a crush on him?

CANDLEWOOD
Stop saying that! Have you been
thinking I fancy you all this time?
Oh dear Lord.

NOG
John, it’s fine. I wasn’t mad. I was
glad somebody was interested.

PRYNN
It’s a simple question, John. Do
you fancy Nog, or not?

CANDLEWOOD
(embarrassed squeak)
No... I don’t.

PRYNN
Then what’s the problem?

CANDLEWOOD
Because that’s even worse! Telling
my boss I don’t fancy him is worse
than telling him I do! I might as
well say, “Hey Nog – you’re ugly!”

NOG
Told you.

CANDLEWOOD
See?! Oh God this is a disaster.

PRYNN
(laughing)
John, calm down! I formally
apologise for ever suggesting
you might be attracted to Nog.
I grovel for your forgiveness.

CANDLEWOOD
(sits down, pouts)
Too late. It’s done, it’s ruined.
(beat)
Actually, that’s interesting. I
never thought to ask how Ferengi
handle same-sex relationships.

PRYNN
Considering how they handled
women until five years ago,
my hopes aren’t high.

NOG
Thanks for the confidence. Look –
what’s Rule of Acquisition number
one-hundred-twelve?

CANDLEWOOD
No idea.

PRYNN
Oh, wait! I know this one. “Never
have sex with the boss’s sister!”

NOG
And what’s one-hundred-thirteen?

CANDLEWOOD
No idea.

NOG
“Always have sex with the boss.”
And since, up until five years
ago, all the bosses and all the
employees were males...

PRYNN
But that’s just metaphorical, surely...

NOG
Mostly. But it’s not unheard of
for some businessmen to take
it a bit more literally.

PRYNN
Anything to get ahead, I guess.​

Candlewood chokes on his drink. Nog and Prynn laugh. But then Nog turns sharply, looking at the ship.

NOG
There! I heard something again.

PRYNN
I think you’re imagining it.

NOG
I’m not. Something moved. The
ship moved.​

He gets up, begins to stalk around the ship, peering at it through the force field.

Then, just as it did at the beginning, the ship SHIVERS. A ripple passes the length of it, nose to stern. Prynn and Candlewood jump to their feet in horror, food forgotten.

PRYNN
What the hell?

CANDLEWOOD
But it’s got no power!​

The ripple continues, seeming to “freshen up” the ship’s surface. Nog rushes to one of the force field generators.

NOG
The force field’s still working.
Where is it getting power from?​

The ship is slowly but undeniably powering up. Bulkheads strengthening, points sharpening, silver brightening. Candlewood has his tricorder out.

PRYNN
John, make it stop!

CANDLEWOOD
I’m trying!​

The power builds and builds... and then the tip of the nose begins to glow red. Growing brighter and brighter...

NOG
Move!​

Nog, Prynn and Candlewood run out of the ship’s way...

...and then it FIRES. The jagged bolt of white electricity is comparatively weak, but still enough to blast the force field apart and SLAM into the opposite bulkhead.

It's a weak hole at first. Nog sees that with relief. But then the dissolving effect begins. Cracks spread, metal crumbles, the wall is going to go.

And with a huge CRUNCH of rending metal, the wall crumbles, leading through into some dead, empty part of the station. The air in the runabout bay begins to SCREAM into the hole, dragging equipment and junior officers with it.



FADE OUT:



END OF ACT THREE​
 
ACT FOUR​



FADE IN:



22 INT. EMPOK NOR – RUNABOUT BAY



Where we left it - the three officers are fighting against the pull of the air as it rushes out of the room.



23 INT. RUNABOUT – COCKPIT


In the runabout, Bowers reacts as alarms begin to go off all over in response to the explosion.



24 INT. EMPOK NOR – RUNABOUT BAY


BOWERS (comm)
Nile to Nog. What the hell is
going on? I’m reading weapons!

NOG
Not the time, Lieutenant! I’ll
report later! Nog out!
(taps combadge)
John, turn the damn thing off!

CANDLEWOOD
(on tricorder)
I don’t understand, it shouldn’t
have had the power...​

The weapon stops firing, spluttering back to nothing.

Nog grabs a sheet of plasteel and a sci-fi nail gun out of a box, rushes to the damaged wall, almost pulled off his feet on the way. He SLAMS into the wall with the force of the wind. Once there, he struggles to place the sheet over the hole, then shoots bolts through it to hold it on.

The sheet in place, the scream of air stops. The machines drop back to the deck with a clang. All three GASP and pant with the adrenaline and the now-thinner air.

Beside them, the ship THROBS and THRUMS, struggling to maintain power. Like a car turning over, or an animal trying to rouse itself from sleep.

A few more taps on his tricorder, and then Candlewood looks up at the others, out of breath and looking appalled.

CANDLEWOOD
It was the force field.

NOG
The force field was working fine.

CANDLEWOOD
Yeah, it was... and giving the
ship all the energy it wanted.

PRYNN
It feeds from the outside too?

CANDLEWOOD
Yep... the same receptors are all
over the outer hull. For absorbing
interstellar hydrogen, maybe? It’s
taking energy from everything. The
moment we got here and turned
on the lights... we started giving
it everything it needed to come
back to life.

NOG
(into action)
Turn it off! All of it! Prynn, pull
the power pack. John, turn off
the generators. Move!​

Prynn runs back to the door, towards the portable power generator. Candlewood and Nog move quickly around all their other equipment, powering it all down.

All around, the lights are going down. The room sinks into darkness, the hum of machines dying out. Soon the only light in the room is the glow of the Ascendant ship itself. And even that is now dying out as the power bleeds away.

CANDLEWOOD
Now what?​

From the increasing gloom of the runabout bay...



25 INT. JANIR MONASTERY


...to the bright flames of Raiq’s makeshift brazier. She is silently praying. Kira approaches tentatively.

KIRA
I’m sorry for what I said earlier.
I only meant that you could rely
on me... but I can see how it
wouldn’t sound that way to you.
(no response)
Seems like we’re always talking
at cross purposes. I just want to
get to know you, Raiq. Can’t you
just... talk to me?

RAIQ
Why? What do you care?

KIRA
Iliana asked me to look after you.

RAIQ
So it is obligation.

KIRA
Partly. But like I said before, I
like to listen to other perspectives.
Gives me a wider picture. Let’s
start from the beginning. Do
you have any family?

RAIQ
What do you mean?

KIRA
Well, I heard you call Axno your
“sister.” But I took that to be
more metaphorical than literal.

RAIQ
Axno was not my blood. All the
Knights call each other brother
and sister. It speaks of our bond
in purpose to the True.

KIRA
So, do you have an actual sister,
in blood as well as purpose?

RAIQ
How would I know?

KIRA
Why wouldn’t you know? Didn’t
you grow up with your parents?

RAIQ
Grow up...?
(translates)
Ah – no, we do not mature in the
company of our sires. The Knights
gather at the Hearth, once every
century, to make arrangements
for the next generation of Knights.

KIRA
So you don’t have families. You
don’t get married, fall in love.

RAIQ
How would that serve the True?

KIRA
How would it...?
(sigh, regroup)
So how did you grow up, if not
with your ‘sires’?

RAIQ
When young are born, they are
placed into an available vessel
and left to bond with it. Nurses
oversee them as the armour grows.
But the vessel is our only guide.
Our cradle. Our partner. Our home.

KIRA
So each vessel bonds uniquely to
its owner. It teaches them about
your doctrine?

RAIQ
Correct. Each vessel is centuries
old. As one Knight joins the True,
her vessel passes to the next
generation, and the Quest resumes.

KIRA
Alright, this is making sense now.
This is how the Wa always adapted
to any changes to the Even Odds
it’s used to taking on new owners
every couple of hundred years.​

Raiq looks curiously at Kira, then looks away disappointed.

RAIQ
Ah, now I see. You sought tactical
information. That was your true
purpose, not “getting to know me.”

KIRA
No! I’m sorry. I guess it’s just
the soldier in me. Hard habit to
break. But I’m not pumping you
for information, I promise. I’m
just curious. Please, carry on.​

Raiq is not convinced, but doesn’t argue any further.

RAIQ
What of you, Kira? Where is your blood?

KIRA
All killed by the Cardassians. Mother,
father, both brothers... all gone.

RAIQ
And you have no young?

KIRA
I carried somebody else’s baby for
a while once, but not my own, no.
You said you’re over a hundred –
have you had any children?

RAIQ
When we gathered at the Hearth a
cycle ago, it was my time to mate.
But then the Fire came to us.

KIRA
You mean Iliana.

RAIQ
(nods)
In doctrine, the coming of the
Fire heralds the final days. If
the Ascension was at hand...

KIRA
...then there was no need to
have a baby. And now...

RAIQ
...there are none left with whom
to mate. I am truly the last of us.
When I finally enter the Fortress...
the Ascendant race will be gone.​

Raiq gazes into the flames sadly. Kira sympathises...



26 EXT. EMPOK NOR


Re-establishing the deserted, powerless twin of DS9. With no lower power core, it is completely dead, an empty hulk of metal in orbit of the gas giant.



27 INT. EMPOK NOR – RUNABOUT BAY


In the darkness of the powerless shuttle bay, Nog helps Prynn to fasten her environment suit helmet into place. As the air supply flows, she breathes deeply, relieved.

PRYNN
That’s better.

CANDLEWOOD
Is it? Everything we try, that
thing feeds off it.​

Nog looks up at the ship, looming dark and ominous across the room. He’s frustrated, stuck for an answer.

Then he notices something. He reaches up to press a switch – the lights inside his helmet go off.

PRYNN
What are you doing?

NOG
Turn your lights off.​

Not knowing why, they do as they’re told. The room sinks into even more total darkness than it already was.

CANDLEWOOD
I say again... now what?

NOG
Don’t you see that?​

In the darkness, they now see a gentle glow coming from the silhouetted shape of the ship. It’s lit from inside.

PRYNN
(w/ horror)
It’s still alive.

NOG
Something’s working in there,
that’s for sure. But what?

PRYNN
Only one way to find out.​

Determined, Prynn marches back to the ship. Candlewood and Nog watch her go, surprised. But they follow her.

At the foot of the ship, Prynn reactivates the replicator, which recreates the ladder. She begins to climb.

CANDLEWOOD
But what about the power?

PRYNN
I don’t think it matters anymore.
It’s repairing itself already, healing
itself. The horse has already bolted.​

She struggles her heavy boots up the ladder. Eventually, she disappears through the opening and into the ship. Hearing no screams, Nog and Candlewood follow.



28 INT. ASCENDANT SHIP


They enter to find Prynn standing in the cramped vessel, looking at the panel she touched earlier. On the otherwise featureless console, a coloured patch is just managing to coalesce and hold its half-hearted shape.

The others join her, staring forlornly at the panel.

CANDLEWOOD
Orange. Orange means...

PRYNN
Communications.

NOG
There’s a message?

PRYNN
I guess so. John, bring up Shar’s
translation program. I’m going
to need it.​

As Candlewood works the tricorder built into the arm of his suit, Prynn reaches to her right wrist with her left hand, presses controls, and disconnects the right glove.

Placing the glove aside, Prynn reaches towards the coloured patch with her bare hand. They watch her, worried for her, all on edge, awaiting disaster.

Finally, the fingers swim into the colour patch. An orange hue spreads dimly across the panel, not reaching the rest of the ship because it’s not strong enough yet.

Then the VOICE comes. Not the swirling mass of voices heard on the Even Odds, but just one single, gently whispering voice. A male, tired and lonely, speaking across millions of light years, not knowing if anyone can hear him.

VOICE
Hear me, brothers and sisters.
If you are there, hear my words.
I am here, I received your call.​



29 INT. JANIR MONASTERY


Kneeling by her flaming brazier, Raiq presses a hand to her chest, as if feeling something deep inside. Indigestion? She frowns, confused. Sat opposite her, Kira is worried.

KIRA
Are you alright?​

Raiq doesn’t answer. She just feels... something.



30 INT. RUNABOUT – COCKPIT


In the runabout, Bowers sees one curious little tell-tale light flashing on his console. He wonders what it means.



31 INT. ASCENDANT SHIP


The three junior officers listen to the disembodied voice.

VOICE
I came as swift as I was able.
But I was far from the Hearth,
and my vessel is wounded. Have
you yet to arrive? Or have you
arrived already, and continued
the Quest without me?​

Nog, Candlewood and Prynn look between themselves. This poor man – he doesn’t know what happened.

VOICE
Is it true that the Fire came to
us at last? And that the Final
Ascension approaches?
(beat)
Hear my words, I beg. I am Vexh,
Archquester of the Ascendancy.
Without guidance, I await you,
here at the Hearth. Answer me,
my brothers and sisters, if you
are able. Is there no-one?​

Ending on the three officers, standing in the darkness with only that weak orange glow, as they feel sorry for this man, and wonder what to do about it...



FADE OUT:



END OF ACT FOUR​
 
ACT FIVE​



FADE IN:



32 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE - ESTABLISHING



With the station in the distance and growing closer, we ride with the Nile as it returns to its brightly lit home.



33 INT. DS9 – CAPTAIN’S OFFICE


The three junior officers stand at attention before the captain’s desk. Vaughn stands behind it, holding a padd, receiving their report. Bowers and Ro stand to the side.

PRYNN
It’s alive, sir. It’s a living
creature, and it’s healing.

CANDLEWOOD
I cracked some of the bio-signals
already. I’ll need more time and
computing power to do more. But
I believe it can be done.

NOG
As for its power systems... it
turns out that Empok Nor was
the perfect place to hide it. With
no fusion core on the station,
and no pilot, the ship has
nothing to feed off.

PRYNN
But with the energy we already
gave it just by being there, it’s
already starting to heal.

NOG
So I recommend leaving it where
it is, sir, where it can’t absorb
any more energy.

CANDLEWOOD
Which unfortunately means testing
my bio-signals to be sure of what
they do is going to be difficult.​

Vaughn nods along, accepting the report silently.

VAUGHN
Very well, Lieutenants. Thank you
for your reports. I’ll advise you
of future steps when I’ve decided
upon them. And I reiterate once
again the need for total secrecy.​

He looks to Candlewood, daring him to make another smart comment. Candlewood looks back with total professionalism.

CANDLEWOOD
Understood, sir.

PRYNN
(straight, clear)
Captain, if I may... Lieutenant
Candlewood was vital in decoding
the ship’s signals. I don’t know
what it might have done to me if
he hadn’t figured out how to turn
the machine off. It’s very possible
he saved my life.​

Vaughn knows what Prynn is trying to do here – use their relationship to get him to go easier on Candlewood. The tiniest ghost of a smile.

VAUGHN
Then good work, Lieutenant.

CANDLEWOOD
Thank you, sir.

VAUGHN
Dismissed.​

Nog and Candlewood turn to leave. But Prynn hovers. She knows she can get away with things the others couldn’t.

PRYNN
Sir... what about Vexh? Should
we tell Raiq, or Kira?

VAUGHN
(hard)
Absolutely not. Under no circum-
stances are any of you to mention
any of this to anyone.

PRYNN
But sir... he doesn’t know what
happened to his people. He ought
to know. And Raiq deserves to know
she’s not the last one after all.

VAUGHN
The answer is no, Lieutenant.
Don’t ask me again.​

Prynn, Nog and Candlewood exit to Ops, and at Vaughn’s nod, Bowers follows them. Ro and Vaughn are left alone.

RO
That was a little... ruthless.

VAUGHN
Do you disagree?

RO
Not disagree, exactly. But I think
there’s room for discussion.

VAUGHN
How so?

RO
If you thought you were the last
human in the galaxy, wouldn’t you
want to know that somebody
discovered another?

VAUGHN
Right now, Commander, I don’t care
a Delavian fig for Raiq’s emotional
needs. I care about her openly
stated goals, which are to
exterminate the Bajoran species
from existence, along with anyone
helping them. So no, I don’t think
I will hand over exactly the weapon
she needs to do that, or introduce
her to a new friend to help her
along the way.

RO
Raiq helped us against Axno.

VAUGHN
Did she? Or was she simply using
you to find another ally in her
Quest? Thank you for your input,
Commander. My decision is made.

RO
Alright. What happened with you
and Opaka?

VAUGHN
(softening)
We spoke. We agreed that we’re in
different places, going in different
directions. And that while it would
have been nice, it’s simply not the
way the Prophets are leading us.

RO
(amused)
Really? The Prophets?

VAUGHN
You’re dismissed, Commander.​

Knowing she’s getting no further, Ro accedes, and leaves the room. Vaughn takes a seat and stares out of the window.



34 INT. JANIR MONASTERY


Back to the beginning. Raiq sits alone by the stone archway looking out into the valley. Behind the mountains, it’s sunset. The light is slowly dying from the sky.

Again, Kira approaches quietly.

KIRA
Are you feeling better?

RAIQ
My infirmity was short-lived. And
unexplained. I will survive.

KIRA
Glad to hear it.
(beat)
Raiq... I’m sorry. I know you’re
in pain. I still believe what I did
was necessary for my people...
but I’m sorry for the pain it
caused you. I want you to feel
like this is your home too.

RAIQ
I see that, Kira. I do. But I am
uncertain how it will ever come to be.​

Kira can accept that for now. She settles down beside Raiq, looks out at the sunset.

KIRA
Can I ask you one more thing?​

Raiq reluctantly nods her permission.

KIRA
Why did you save my life? In the
shrine, when Axno was going to
kill us all... you saved me. If you
hate us so much, then why?

RAIQ
I have asked myself the same. At
the time, it was instinctive. The
mistress Iliana said that you were
like her. Perhaps on that basis, I
felt I must protect you from harm.

KIRA
I’m not like Iliana. If anything, I’m
more like you.​

Kira reaches out and gently takes hold of Raiq’s hand. To her own surprise, Raiq lets her.

KIRA
We are the same, you and me. I
know you don’t see it yet, but we are.

RAIQ
I did see it. In that moment, when
Axno threatened us both... we were
the same. Both heretics in her eyes.

KIRA
So you saved us both.

RAIQ
Apparently so.
(beat; melancholy)
Leave me now, Kira. I wish to
watch the sun set... alone.​

Nodding her understanding, Kira stands and lets her be.

Raiq returns to looking out of the archway at the sunset.



FADE OUT:



END OF SHOW​
 
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