Phase 2-The Voyage Home
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STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I
The main briefing room on the Starship Enterprise was packed with excited senior officers and department heads. It had been almost seven hours since the ship had been thrown into the far reaches of the Delta-Quadrant of the Milky Way Galaxy by the mere flick of Gary Mitchell’s fingers. Finally the doors to the briefing room opened and Captain Kirk, with Mr. Spock by his side, entered.
The murmuring sound of several conversations began to ebb as Kirk took his seat at the head of the table. Spock, Scotty, McCoy, Sulu, Uhura and other senior officers sat at the center table, with several of the department heads sitting at the seats that were positioned in peripheral positions. Several others stood where there was room so as to hear the briefing.
The crew, all of whom were professionals, all looked to Kirk. The Captain had proven many times in the past couple years that he could inspire the best from everyone just by his strong will and his calm confidence.
“Alright,” Kirk finally said, “here is where we are at the moment. We are indeed on the far side of the galaxy from where Earth is. In case you’re wondering, and if we could maintain full warp, it would take us nearly eighty years to return home.”
There was a slight murmuring of chatter from the gathered crew. Kirk could make out a few officers worrying about never seeing their children or wives or husbands ever again. It was a distressing thought, Kirk agreed, but it couldn’t be allowed to grow beyond that.
“Listen, all of you,” Kirk said. “We were brought here in a matter of seconds by Gary Mitchell, who has admittedly disappeared. However, there is no reason to believe he might not return to us, and, send us home. That being said,” Kirk continued, “we have to allow for the fact he may never return, and we will have to find our own way home. We can do this, and that isn't just simple hope.” Kirk looked to Spock.
“My people,” Spock began to tell them all “Have sent probes to this side of the galaxy for the past fifty years. The data from those probes was downloaded into the Enterprise’s mainframe upon our last visit to Vulcan. Several interesting anomalies have been detected by those probes, and a few of them will be in the general area of our coordinates back to Earth.”
“Mr. Spock, what kind of anomalies?” Sulu asked. “Are you talking VGR kind of anomalies?”
Spock looked to Sulu.
“I can not be certain,” Spock said, “however, there are indications of possible wormholes and other possible extraordinary events. While I do NOT lend my self to fate, or chance, I do however find our arrival and possible encounters as more than just random events.”
“And it must be pointed out,” Kirk added, “that we are also a vessel tasked with exploring the strange new worlds we might encounter on our way back. So, with that in mind, we will do both; return and explore.”
“What about food and water?” McCoy asked. “I can supplement our diets with vitamins, but if I recall, we are only stocked with enough food to last a crew of our size for no more than a month.”
“What’a bout repairs?” Scotty asked Kirk. “As far as I can tell, we sustained very little damage during the trip here’a. But even with the Vulcan upgrades we have, there be no way we can go that long with out new crystals and anti-matter infusions.”
“I believe,” Kirk told them all, “we will encounter intelligent species on this side of the galaxy. Hopefully these new species will be able to help us obtain new resources on our way home. People; this isn’t going be easy. We are, for all intents and purposes, lost on the other side of the galaxy. But I will not let this turn of events break my spirit, so I wont let it break yours either. Department heads; keep your people busy, as best you can. But allow them time off as well to deal with the stress of being away from their loved ones.”
“Captain,” Chekov asked from where she sat at the far end of the table. “Do you believe Starfleet will be looking for us?”
“I’m sure of it,” Kirk told her. “Uhura and Spock are looking at experimental ways to send a signal home, so as to let them know we are still alive, but far from home.”
“Alive?” McCoy asked. “Jim, what do you mean by that?”
Kirk looked to his good friend, Leonard McCoy.
“Gary threw us across the galaxy,” Kirk told McCoy and the others, “just as the VGR wave hit Romulas. If the planet was destroyed, and we were last known to be in orbit of Romulas, then it’s very likely we might have been considered destroyed as well.”
“Then it’s possible,” McCoy said, “Earth might not even know we’re here, and that we’re all dead.” McCoy said. “I wonder if my wife will still get her spousal support.”
There was a slight laugh in the room, for it was common knowledge that McCoy had been divorced. It was clear he had said the joke to lighten spirits, and Kirk appreciated the gesture.
“Sir,” Uhura said to Spock, “isn’t this the area of space where the Borg are from?”
The room became absolutely silent. They had all heard rumors about the mysterious race known as the Borg. How, periodically over the centuries, the Borg would invade Earth’s side of the Galaxy, and cause havoc.
“It is true,” Spock told them all, “that it is believed that the Borg come from this side of the Galaxy. Then again, the vastness of space precludes any forgone conclusion we will ever know this to be true.”
The briefing went on with each department head updating Kirk on their various statuses. All in all, the ship was in good spirits as it prepared to embark on the 80 year voyage home. As the briefing ended, Kirk headed back to his quarters.
The Enterprise continued its flight home only at sublight speed. Scotty had wanted a couple days of repairs before pressing the engines. And as the Enterprise, surrounded in a sea of darkness and space, crawled through space, another vessel was observing; watching; waiting to make its move against the strange looking vessel from the Alpha Quadrant.
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EARTH
STARFLEET COMMAND
Located on Archer Island; Artificial Island Construct
Off the coast of Daytona Beach, Florida
Colonel Christopher Pike stood on the balcony of his office, holding a martini, and looked out at the beautiful view of the ocean. It was a very beautiful summer day, and Pike found himself in a most dour mood.
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I
The main briefing room on the Starship Enterprise was packed with excited senior officers and department heads. It had been almost seven hours since the ship had been thrown into the far reaches of the Delta-Quadrant of the Milky Way Galaxy by the mere flick of Gary Mitchell’s fingers. Finally the doors to the briefing room opened and Captain Kirk, with Mr. Spock by his side, entered.
The murmuring sound of several conversations began to ebb as Kirk took his seat at the head of the table. Spock, Scotty, McCoy, Sulu, Uhura and other senior officers sat at the center table, with several of the department heads sitting at the seats that were positioned in peripheral positions. Several others stood where there was room so as to hear the briefing.
The crew, all of whom were professionals, all looked to Kirk. The Captain had proven many times in the past couple years that he could inspire the best from everyone just by his strong will and his calm confidence.
“Alright,” Kirk finally said, “here is where we are at the moment. We are indeed on the far side of the galaxy from where Earth is. In case you’re wondering, and if we could maintain full warp, it would take us nearly eighty years to return home.”
There was a slight murmuring of chatter from the gathered crew. Kirk could make out a few officers worrying about never seeing their children or wives or husbands ever again. It was a distressing thought, Kirk agreed, but it couldn’t be allowed to grow beyond that.
“Listen, all of you,” Kirk said. “We were brought here in a matter of seconds by Gary Mitchell, who has admittedly disappeared. However, there is no reason to believe he might not return to us, and, send us home. That being said,” Kirk continued, “we have to allow for the fact he may never return, and we will have to find our own way home. We can do this, and that isn't just simple hope.” Kirk looked to Spock.
“My people,” Spock began to tell them all “Have sent probes to this side of the galaxy for the past fifty years. The data from those probes was downloaded into the Enterprise’s mainframe upon our last visit to Vulcan. Several interesting anomalies have been detected by those probes, and a few of them will be in the general area of our coordinates back to Earth.”
“Mr. Spock, what kind of anomalies?” Sulu asked. “Are you talking VGR kind of anomalies?”
Spock looked to Sulu.
“I can not be certain,” Spock said, “however, there are indications of possible wormholes and other possible extraordinary events. While I do NOT lend my self to fate, or chance, I do however find our arrival and possible encounters as more than just random events.”
“And it must be pointed out,” Kirk added, “that we are also a vessel tasked with exploring the strange new worlds we might encounter on our way back. So, with that in mind, we will do both; return and explore.”
“What about food and water?” McCoy asked. “I can supplement our diets with vitamins, but if I recall, we are only stocked with enough food to last a crew of our size for no more than a month.”
“What’a bout repairs?” Scotty asked Kirk. “As far as I can tell, we sustained very little damage during the trip here’a. But even with the Vulcan upgrades we have, there be no way we can go that long with out new crystals and anti-matter infusions.”
“I believe,” Kirk told them all, “we will encounter intelligent species on this side of the galaxy. Hopefully these new species will be able to help us obtain new resources on our way home. People; this isn’t going be easy. We are, for all intents and purposes, lost on the other side of the galaxy. But I will not let this turn of events break my spirit, so I wont let it break yours either. Department heads; keep your people busy, as best you can. But allow them time off as well to deal with the stress of being away from their loved ones.”
“Captain,” Chekov asked from where she sat at the far end of the table. “Do you believe Starfleet will be looking for us?”
“I’m sure of it,” Kirk told her. “Uhura and Spock are looking at experimental ways to send a signal home, so as to let them know we are still alive, but far from home.”
“Alive?” McCoy asked. “Jim, what do you mean by that?”
Kirk looked to his good friend, Leonard McCoy.
“Gary threw us across the galaxy,” Kirk told McCoy and the others, “just as the VGR wave hit Romulas. If the planet was destroyed, and we were last known to be in orbit of Romulas, then it’s very likely we might have been considered destroyed as well.”
“Then it’s possible,” McCoy said, “Earth might not even know we’re here, and that we’re all dead.” McCoy said. “I wonder if my wife will still get her spousal support.”
There was a slight laugh in the room, for it was common knowledge that McCoy had been divorced. It was clear he had said the joke to lighten spirits, and Kirk appreciated the gesture.
“Sir,” Uhura said to Spock, “isn’t this the area of space where the Borg are from?”
The room became absolutely silent. They had all heard rumors about the mysterious race known as the Borg. How, periodically over the centuries, the Borg would invade Earth’s side of the Galaxy, and cause havoc.
“It is true,” Spock told them all, “that it is believed that the Borg come from this side of the Galaxy. Then again, the vastness of space precludes any forgone conclusion we will ever know this to be true.”
The briefing went on with each department head updating Kirk on their various statuses. All in all, the ship was in good spirits as it prepared to embark on the 80 year voyage home. As the briefing ended, Kirk headed back to his quarters.
The Enterprise continued its flight home only at sublight speed. Scotty had wanted a couple days of repairs before pressing the engines. And as the Enterprise, surrounded in a sea of darkness and space, crawled through space, another vessel was observing; watching; waiting to make its move against the strange looking vessel from the Alpha Quadrant.
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EARTH
STARFLEET COMMAND
Located on Archer Island; Artificial Island Construct
Off the coast of Daytona Beach, Florida
Colonel Christopher Pike stood on the balcony of his office, holding a martini, and looked out at the beautiful view of the ocean. It was a very beautiful summer day, and Pike found himself in a most dour mood.
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Great start, here's hoping Kirk beats Janeway's record for getting home.
RobertScorpio
Pariah
Thanks zilla..still loving your Avatar. This weekend, on saturday infact, we watched DESTROY ALL MONSTERS!!! So i want to give a shout-out to TOHO!!!
Rob
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STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I I
The outside sounds of the wind and traffic below were suddenly, it seemed, washed away with the unannounced appearance of Sarek and his most incredible statement.
“What do you mean they’re not dead?” Pike asked.
“Please,” Sarek said, “I find the warm days on your world still quite cold.” Sarek said. “Can we speak inside your office Colonel Pike?”
“Oh,” Pike said as he put his drink down on the table beside him on the balcony of his office, “sure.”
Pike, Sarek and Daystrom entered the office. Pike walked behind his desk and sat down, as did Sarek and Daystrom on the other side of the desk. Pike had met the Ambassador once before, though for only a brief moment of time.
“Ambassador Sarek, we thought you were dead. We got reports that you had abducted one of our shuttles, and chased after the VGR anomaly on your own, and were most likely killed when the VGR anomaly exploded inside the Romulas star system. And yet, here you are as if nothing happened, you managed to survive” Pike said to Sarek. “Do I need to call security? Are you a threat to Earth?” Pike asked as he poured Sarek, Daystrom and himself glassed of water from a pitcher on his desk. His tone was more of relief than of being nervous about Sarek.
“I did indeed; survive.” Sarek said. “As for your shuttle, which I might add handled quite well considering it was of a simplistic Earth design, the Vulcan government will compensate you for its loss I can assure you.”
“With all due respect sir, to hell with the shuttle,” Pike said as he handed out the glasses of water, “what about Enterprise and Romulas? What did you find inside the VGR anomaly?”
“What I found inside the anomaly was a very confused life form, which both comprised, and in return, compromised the mind of the Romulan named Sevrin and, later, the human clone; Decker.” Sarek said. “Suffice to say, it blamed the Romulans for their treatment of women through the ages. It also aimed some of its anger at your world as well, and in general, all life forms that treated women as simple objects. Even I have to admit that on Vulcan, ages ago, women were not treated equally. We out grew that behavior, and in some regards so has Earth and Romulas. Yet, it still found issue with Sevrin, and seeing him as Romulan, VGR set out to make a point.”
“I don’t see how destroying an entire civilization,” Daystrom said, “is a logical act at all, since I thought it was determined that this entity merged with one of our Earth probes, Voyager 2, some time back.”
“That’s a good point,” Pike added. “And even if it did act upon its perceived mistreatment of women, why not destroy Earth as well since Ilya came from here her self.”
“I believe,” Sarek replied as he sipped on his water, “that her being from Earth gave your world time to redeem itself, in terms of your treatment of women. However, as for Romulas and its treatment of women? No such redemption would be granted, and so the VGR/Ilya/Remnant entity self-destructed, wiping out the Romulan fleet and destroying Romulas in the process.”
“Incredible,” Daystrom said, utterly shocked at the thought of an entire society, world in fact, being erased from existence in such away.
“Alright,” Pike said, after giving it a thought as well, “that explains the Romulan fleet, and Romulas, but what about you and the Enterprise. How did you survive, and where is Kirk and his crew?”
“Ilya and I were actually enjoying a quite interesting game of Chess,” Sarek told them both. “We were discussing the very subject of women and life, and I thought I was making a point, when one of your officers appeared inside the shared mental bond that Ilya and I existed in.”
“Let me guess,” Pike said, “Gary Mitchell.”
Sarek looked to Pike and arched an eyebrow.
“Yes indeed, it was Gary Mitchell. How were you able to arrive at that conclusion?” Sarek asked.
“Believe it or not,” Pike said, “I actually read Kirk’s captain’s logs. Plus he and I are good friends and he told me about the incident in his quarters with Mitchell, and subsequent visit by Mitchell before Kirk arrived at Vulcan that first time.” Pike said to Sarek. “And, when you throw in what the Romulans were trying to do at Neptune, it’s clear to me that there was something unique about Gary. In fact, Kirk speculated, to me, that Gary’s very existence may have come from this unique Omega Particle that the Romulans were looking for on Neptune. Add to that the ability of Gary to bring back to life a dead child, it all lends it self to the possibility that he left a piece of himself inside of Kirk’s soul.”
Daystrom, having heard Pike’s words about Gary, shook his head.
“I do not believe Gods would reveal themselves in such a way,” Daystrom said to Pike. “You speak of Mitchell as if he is some kind of outcast of Olympus or even Heaven.”
“Richard,” Pike said Daystrom, “I am not saying that at all. All I am saying is that Gary Mitchell’s existence is, at best, undefined.”
“I agree,” Sarek said. “In any event, he appeared inside my link with Ilya because of the fact I had shared a mind-meld with Kirk. I saw Mitchell inside Kirk’s mind, when I melded with him back on Vulcan that first time. I believe what you just called a piece of the remnant, left by Mitchell inside of Kirk’s mind, was passed into my mind as well.”
“So,” Daystrom said, “as you were sharing your existence with Ilya, Mitchell appeared and…?”
“He revealed to Ilya, who was really by that time just a manifestation of the VGR anomaly, that they were the same kind of existence. They were both, in fact, Remnants, or what the Romulans call Omega Particles. According to some, these Omega Particles are just beings that exist outside the time-continuum and keep the fabric of reality from falling apart.”
“You don’t agree with that belief?” Pike asked.
“Its not that I don’t believe, Colonel Pike,” Sarek said, “I just don’t think the data lends it self to such a definition as of yet. In any event, the VGR anomaly believed. Then it agreed to shed its physical existence and join with Mitchell on his quest to unite all of their kind; However, the VGR anomaly would not leave before making a final statement, thus destroying the massive anomaly it had become, and in so doing, destroying Romulas in the process.”
“The Enterprise’s last known location was in orbit of that world,” Pike said. “Where is she now?”
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I I
The outside sounds of the wind and traffic below were suddenly, it seemed, washed away with the unannounced appearance of Sarek and his most incredible statement.
“What do you mean they’re not dead?” Pike asked.
“Please,” Sarek said, “I find the warm days on your world still quite cold.” Sarek said. “Can we speak inside your office Colonel Pike?”
“Oh,” Pike said as he put his drink down on the table beside him on the balcony of his office, “sure.”
Pike, Sarek and Daystrom entered the office. Pike walked behind his desk and sat down, as did Sarek and Daystrom on the other side of the desk. Pike had met the Ambassador once before, though for only a brief moment of time.
“Ambassador Sarek, we thought you were dead. We got reports that you had abducted one of our shuttles, and chased after the VGR anomaly on your own, and were most likely killed when the VGR anomaly exploded inside the Romulas star system. And yet, here you are as if nothing happened, you managed to survive” Pike said to Sarek. “Do I need to call security? Are you a threat to Earth?” Pike asked as he poured Sarek, Daystrom and himself glassed of water from a pitcher on his desk. His tone was more of relief than of being nervous about Sarek.
“I did indeed; survive.” Sarek said. “As for your shuttle, which I might add handled quite well considering it was of a simplistic Earth design, the Vulcan government will compensate you for its loss I can assure you.”
“With all due respect sir, to hell with the shuttle,” Pike said as he handed out the glasses of water, “what about Enterprise and Romulas? What did you find inside the VGR anomaly?”
“What I found inside the anomaly was a very confused life form, which both comprised, and in return, compromised the mind of the Romulan named Sevrin and, later, the human clone; Decker.” Sarek said. “Suffice to say, it blamed the Romulans for their treatment of women through the ages. It also aimed some of its anger at your world as well, and in general, all life forms that treated women as simple objects. Even I have to admit that on Vulcan, ages ago, women were not treated equally. We out grew that behavior, and in some regards so has Earth and Romulas. Yet, it still found issue with Sevrin, and seeing him as Romulan, VGR set out to make a point.”
“I don’t see how destroying an entire civilization,” Daystrom said, “is a logical act at all, since I thought it was determined that this entity merged with one of our Earth probes, Voyager 2, some time back.”
“That’s a good point,” Pike added. “And even if it did act upon its perceived mistreatment of women, why not destroy Earth as well since Ilya came from here her self.”
“I believe,” Sarek replied as he sipped on his water, “that her being from Earth gave your world time to redeem itself, in terms of your treatment of women. However, as for Romulas and its treatment of women? No such redemption would be granted, and so the VGR/Ilya/Remnant entity self-destructed, wiping out the Romulan fleet and destroying Romulas in the process.”
“Incredible,” Daystrom said, utterly shocked at the thought of an entire society, world in fact, being erased from existence in such away.
“Alright,” Pike said, after giving it a thought as well, “that explains the Romulan fleet, and Romulas, but what about you and the Enterprise. How did you survive, and where is Kirk and his crew?”
“Ilya and I were actually enjoying a quite interesting game of Chess,” Sarek told them both. “We were discussing the very subject of women and life, and I thought I was making a point, when one of your officers appeared inside the shared mental bond that Ilya and I existed in.”
“Let me guess,” Pike said, “Gary Mitchell.”
Sarek looked to Pike and arched an eyebrow.
“Yes indeed, it was Gary Mitchell. How were you able to arrive at that conclusion?” Sarek asked.
“Believe it or not,” Pike said, “I actually read Kirk’s captain’s logs. Plus he and I are good friends and he told me about the incident in his quarters with Mitchell, and subsequent visit by Mitchell before Kirk arrived at Vulcan that first time.” Pike said to Sarek. “And, when you throw in what the Romulans were trying to do at Neptune, it’s clear to me that there was something unique about Gary. In fact, Kirk speculated, to me, that Gary’s very existence may have come from this unique Omega Particle that the Romulans were looking for on Neptune. Add to that the ability of Gary to bring back to life a dead child, it all lends it self to the possibility that he left a piece of himself inside of Kirk’s soul.”
Daystrom, having heard Pike’s words about Gary, shook his head.
“I do not believe Gods would reveal themselves in such a way,” Daystrom said to Pike. “You speak of Mitchell as if he is some kind of outcast of Olympus or even Heaven.”
“Richard,” Pike said Daystrom, “I am not saying that at all. All I am saying is that Gary Mitchell’s existence is, at best, undefined.”
“I agree,” Sarek said. “In any event, he appeared inside my link with Ilya because of the fact I had shared a mind-meld with Kirk. I saw Mitchell inside Kirk’s mind, when I melded with him back on Vulcan that first time. I believe what you just called a piece of the remnant, left by Mitchell inside of Kirk’s mind, was passed into my mind as well.”
“So,” Daystrom said, “as you were sharing your existence with Ilya, Mitchell appeared and…?”
“He revealed to Ilya, who was really by that time just a manifestation of the VGR anomaly, that they were the same kind of existence. They were both, in fact, Remnants, or what the Romulans call Omega Particles. According to some, these Omega Particles are just beings that exist outside the time-continuum and keep the fabric of reality from falling apart.”
“You don’t agree with that belief?” Pike asked.
“Its not that I don’t believe, Colonel Pike,” Sarek said, “I just don’t think the data lends it self to such a definition as of yet. In any event, the VGR anomaly believed. Then it agreed to shed its physical existence and join with Mitchell on his quest to unite all of their kind; However, the VGR anomaly would not leave before making a final statement, thus destroying the massive anomaly it had become, and in so doing, destroying Romulas in the process.”
“The Enterprise’s last known location was in orbit of that world,” Pike said. “Where is she now?”
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RobertScorpio
Pariah
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I I I
Guinan was worried. She was worried, but she was able to make it not show. She had stocked her bar with enough drinks and snack food items, peanuts and the like, to last for a couple months, four months tops. But with the Enterprise now stuck in the Delta-Quadrant, and the return trip taking perhaps as long as eighty some odd years, it was quite clear she would be running out of supplies sooner than later. She sat at the bar and was going over her stock. She didn’t like using the ships computer to do her stock and inventory chores. She used an old calculator given to her by her father. Sure, it only had room for eight-digits, but it did the job and did it well. The problem with all the new computers and software was trying to learn them.
She was writing down some of the numbers generated on the calculator on her other old standby; a ledger sheet. Having owned three bars in the Chicago area, Guinan knew the benefits of keeping everything on a ledger. True enough, a computer could do the same job. But what if the computer crashed? No; she didn’t like that kind of progress. She was old school, and she liked it!
But being old school didn’t change the fact; the tap would be running dry. She had given in to that possibility when suddenly the doors to 10-Forward opened and Scotty entered.
Scotty, whose very family and other Scottish friends had a hand in building the Enterprise, had finally arrived to look at some lighting issues 10-Forward had been having for a couple weeks or so. Guinan was happy. If anyone could fix it, it was him.
“Thank you for coming,” Guinan said. “I know you’re busy, so I really do appreciate it.”
“No problem lassie,” Scotty in his slight Scottish accent said as he looked at the flickering light in the corner of the room. “So that’s the bugger?”
Guinan nodded as she too looked at the flickering light. The light that was flickering was in the far corner. And while it didn’t seem that bothersome, more than one customer had said something about it.
“Yeah, that’s the one.” Guinan said. “It isn’t a major problem, but those seats over there offer a great view of the window. Three of your assistants have taken a crack at fixing it, and it’s still doing that flickering thing.”
“Well, I’ll’a see what I can do,” Scotty said. Then he noticed the notes she had been taking in reference to her stock of food and beverage items. “What’ya doing? I wouldn’t expect any deliveries for sometime.”
“Oh,” Guinan said with a slight giggle at Scotty’s joke, “I was just going over my stock. And, well, it would seem that in a few months or so we’re going to be hurting for any kind of recreational spirits, if you know what I mean.”
“Eighty years is along time to go with out havin’ a pint here and there,” Scotty said somberly.
“I know,” Guinan said. “This place, 10-Forward, is the only place the crew can come to so they can unwind with others in a communal way.” She motioned to the dart board, pool tables, and small array of classic video games at the other end of the room. “And, I have to admit, drinking can help create bonds of friendship. It always has, it always will.”
“Aye,” Scotty said as his mind touched on some memories spent drinking with his buddies back home, “it sure does.”
Scotty arched an eyebrow, a bad habit he had picked up from being around Spock too much.
“What are you thinking about?” Guinan asked as she noticed the arched eyebrow on Scotty.
“Back in me old academy days, my roommate and I, well, “ Scotty said as the sound of guilt came to his voice, “we rigged up ourselves a distillery in our room.”
“Nooooooooo!” Guinan said.
“Yeah, I know. “ Scotty said with a smile. “But them damn bars located around the academy had laws, and they would have to close at midnight and, well ya know, sometimes midnight ainna be long enough.”
“We had to close up at 2am, in Chicago.” Guinan added. “But what are you saying? Do you think you could hook up a distillery here?”
“Well,” Scotty said, “we could give it a try. If I recall, there is a water pump right above this floor. I could string a line down from it, straight into your back office, and I could rig up the rest there.”
Guinan thought about it for a moment.
“What will we use?” Guinan said. “I mean, it’s not like this ship is growing barley or sugar beets.”
Scotty thought for a moment.
“Lassie,” Scotty finally said, “you heard the Captain, we gonna be doing some exploring on the way back home. The captain knows that we will be needing food and water to get by on. So, I’ll just suggest we look for some adequate substitutes for wheat, barley and sugar beets.”
Guinan flashed him a skeptical smile.
“He’ll put two-and-two together and know why you really want them for.” she said.
“So?” Scotty added. “The captain’s been know to down a few here and there. Besides,” Scotty said. “I don’t think Dr. McCoy is going want to have to deal with a bunch of officers going cold turkey.”
“You got a point there,” Guinan said.
Scotty headed over towards the light.
“Well,” Scotty said, “let me take a look at that light of yours.” Scotty said.
Guinan smiled. She had felt dour before Scotty had arrived; now she felt a little more hopeful. That solved the issue with spirits; but what about the lack of cashews?
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I I I
Guinan was worried. She was worried, but she was able to make it not show. She had stocked her bar with enough drinks and snack food items, peanuts and the like, to last for a couple months, four months tops. But with the Enterprise now stuck in the Delta-Quadrant, and the return trip taking perhaps as long as eighty some odd years, it was quite clear she would be running out of supplies sooner than later. She sat at the bar and was going over her stock. She didn’t like using the ships computer to do her stock and inventory chores. She used an old calculator given to her by her father. Sure, it only had room for eight-digits, but it did the job and did it well. The problem with all the new computers and software was trying to learn them.
She was writing down some of the numbers generated on the calculator on her other old standby; a ledger sheet. Having owned three bars in the Chicago area, Guinan knew the benefits of keeping everything on a ledger. True enough, a computer could do the same job. But what if the computer crashed? No; she didn’t like that kind of progress. She was old school, and she liked it!
But being old school didn’t change the fact; the tap would be running dry. She had given in to that possibility when suddenly the doors to 10-Forward opened and Scotty entered.
Scotty, whose very family and other Scottish friends had a hand in building the Enterprise, had finally arrived to look at some lighting issues 10-Forward had been having for a couple weeks or so. Guinan was happy. If anyone could fix it, it was him.
“Thank you for coming,” Guinan said. “I know you’re busy, so I really do appreciate it.”
“No problem lassie,” Scotty in his slight Scottish accent said as he looked at the flickering light in the corner of the room. “So that’s the bugger?”
Guinan nodded as she too looked at the flickering light. The light that was flickering was in the far corner. And while it didn’t seem that bothersome, more than one customer had said something about it.
“Yeah, that’s the one.” Guinan said. “It isn’t a major problem, but those seats over there offer a great view of the window. Three of your assistants have taken a crack at fixing it, and it’s still doing that flickering thing.”
“Well, I’ll’a see what I can do,” Scotty said. Then he noticed the notes she had been taking in reference to her stock of food and beverage items. “What’ya doing? I wouldn’t expect any deliveries for sometime.”
“Oh,” Guinan said with a slight giggle at Scotty’s joke, “I was just going over my stock. And, well, it would seem that in a few months or so we’re going to be hurting for any kind of recreational spirits, if you know what I mean.”
“Eighty years is along time to go with out havin’ a pint here and there,” Scotty said somberly.
“I know,” Guinan said. “This place, 10-Forward, is the only place the crew can come to so they can unwind with others in a communal way.” She motioned to the dart board, pool tables, and small array of classic video games at the other end of the room. “And, I have to admit, drinking can help create bonds of friendship. It always has, it always will.”
“Aye,” Scotty said as his mind touched on some memories spent drinking with his buddies back home, “it sure does.”
Scotty arched an eyebrow, a bad habit he had picked up from being around Spock too much.
“What are you thinking about?” Guinan asked as she noticed the arched eyebrow on Scotty.
“Back in me old academy days, my roommate and I, well, “ Scotty said as the sound of guilt came to his voice, “we rigged up ourselves a distillery in our room.”
“Nooooooooo!” Guinan said.
“Yeah, I know. “ Scotty said with a smile. “But them damn bars located around the academy had laws, and they would have to close at midnight and, well ya know, sometimes midnight ainna be long enough.”
“We had to close up at 2am, in Chicago.” Guinan added. “But what are you saying? Do you think you could hook up a distillery here?”
“Well,” Scotty said, “we could give it a try. If I recall, there is a water pump right above this floor. I could string a line down from it, straight into your back office, and I could rig up the rest there.”
Guinan thought about it for a moment.
“What will we use?” Guinan said. “I mean, it’s not like this ship is growing barley or sugar beets.”
Scotty thought for a moment.
“Lassie,” Scotty finally said, “you heard the Captain, we gonna be doing some exploring on the way back home. The captain knows that we will be needing food and water to get by on. So, I’ll just suggest we look for some adequate substitutes for wheat, barley and sugar beets.”
Guinan flashed him a skeptical smile.
“He’ll put two-and-two together and know why you really want them for.” she said.
“So?” Scotty added. “The captain’s been know to down a few here and there. Besides,” Scotty said. “I don’t think Dr. McCoy is going want to have to deal with a bunch of officers going cold turkey.”
“You got a point there,” Guinan said.
Scotty headed over towards the light.
“Well,” Scotty said, “let me take a look at that light of yours.” Scotty said.
Guinan smiled. She had felt dour before Scotty had arrived; now she felt a little more hopeful. That solved the issue with spirits; but what about the lack of cashews?
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RobertScorpio
Pariah
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I V
The USS ENTERPRISE was in its fifth day in orbit of the uncharted planet they had come across not long after arriving in the Delta-Quadrant. It turned out to be class-M and a very beautiful world. There were large amounts of animals, and plant life, and it truly seemed like one of the most beautiful uninhabited worlds there could possibly ever be.
Several edible fruits, and vegetables, and grain (to the excitement of Scotty and Guinan) were found, and later brought to the ship’s food stores. The Transporters, which had been installed on the Enterprise before they embarked for Vulcan several months earlier, were off line due to maintenance. This meant that the shore-leave parties that Captain Kirk had agreed to, on the third day of their stay, had to be relayed down via shuttle-craft.
--
Hikaru Sulu, along with two other crew members, had come down on the forth day of liberty call. A ridge of medium sized hills and mountains had been found near by one of the lakes the crew was enjoying themselves at. Sulu, and his two friends, Ensign Sonya Gomez, of engineering and Lt. Harris Miller, were avid rock climbers. And the small cliffs that ringed the small out grown of hills provided the perfect climbing venue.
Sonya Gomez came from Argentina, originally. She had been one of Scotty’s first picks when he began to assemble his engineering crew. Scotty had known her older brother and was quite taken with her abilities. Sulu watched, from lower down the climbing rope, as Sonya reached the top and climbed up and out of view.
Harris Miller, who was second to the top of the line, was an Africa-American male from Chicago. He was the ship’s leading botanist, and currently involved in a relationship with Sulu.
Sulu pulled himself up onto one of the ridges that looked out over the lake. Gomez and Miller had already made it up to that point.
“It’s about time sir,” Gomez said. Her breath was barely affected by the climb.
Where as Sulu found himself gasping for air.
“I’m getting to old for this shit,” Sulu said as he dusted off his climbing slacks.
“Nah, Hikaru” Miller said, “You’re just getting fat from eating in the officer’s mess.”
The three of them laughed and sat down on the rock face and looked out over the beautiful lake in the distance. They could actually see a large group of Enterprise personal enjoying the beach, and swimming in the lake. A flock of nearby birds could be seen.
“What a beautiful world,” Gomez said.
“Reminds me of Mission Bay,” Miller said. “My folks moved to San Diego and they have a condo by this bay, Mission bay. I have seen old photos of it, and this place looks just like it.”
It was clear to Sulu and Gomez that miller was missing Earth already; in fact they all were. Sulu had just lost his father a month before they left Earth, and he was only starting to come to terms with his estranged brother.
For safety reasons the three of them had taken one communicator, which Gomez wore around her waist, and one Phaser, which Sulu wore around his.
“Well,” Gomez said, “I’ll go start tapping the anchors in,” she said motioning to the next area of the hill they were to climb.
“I’ll help,” Miller said as he followed her.
Sulu, still short of breath, remained where he was, and looked at the lake again. It was indeed a very beautiful world. The Captain had been prepared to leave after the third day, but with urging from Dr. McCoy, he extended the liberty time by two more days; and it was a good decision. They were far from home, and this kind of distraction would be good for the crew.
Sulu was about to doze off when, suddenly, he heard what sounded like a rockslide. He turned to see where Gomez and Miller had gone to, and then saw them both falling out of view. Sulu stood up and ran over to where they had been standing. The ridge they had been standing on had caved in, and both had fallen into it.
“Sonya, Miller, can you hear me?!” Sulu called down into the cave-in at his feet.
“Yeah,” Gomez’s voice finally replied. “But Harris has scraped his arm up pretty good.”
Sulu could barely make them both out. They had fallen a good twenty feet or so and were now standing at the bottom of the collapsed area of rock.
“Nah,” Miller said. “I’ll be fine!”
Sulu felt relieved.
“Go ahead and call the Enterprise,” Sulu said to Gomez. “I don’t have anyway to pull you two out of there.”
“Alright,” Gomez said, nodding her head. “I’ll get on it.”
Gomez reached for the communicator, only to find it on the ground. It had managed to fall off her belt, and by the looks of it, was smashed during the fall. She picked up what remained of it.
“Hikrau,” Gomez, holding the communicator, said as she looked up at Sulu, whom she could see at the top of the cave in. “I don’t think is going to work.”
Miller, who had begun to walk around the cave they had fallen into, suddenly saw something most interesting.
Sulu was about to tell Gomez he was going to go for help when she told him to hold on, and that Miller had found something.
“What? What did he find?” Sulu asked.
Sulu could only watch as Gomez walked out of view. He wondered what they had found down inside that cave.
Gomez walked over to where Miller was standing, on the far side of the cave. There appeared to be a humanoid ....
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And don't forget to read the events happening back home, on Earth; where the Romulans want to come back home to!..read STAR TREK PHASE TWO: SECTOR 001.
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I V
The USS ENTERPRISE was in its fifth day in orbit of the uncharted planet they had come across not long after arriving in the Delta-Quadrant. It turned out to be class-M and a very beautiful world. There were large amounts of animals, and plant life, and it truly seemed like one of the most beautiful uninhabited worlds there could possibly ever be.
Several edible fruits, and vegetables, and grain (to the excitement of Scotty and Guinan) were found, and later brought to the ship’s food stores. The Transporters, which had been installed on the Enterprise before they embarked for Vulcan several months earlier, were off line due to maintenance. This meant that the shore-leave parties that Captain Kirk had agreed to, on the third day of their stay, had to be relayed down via shuttle-craft.
--
Hikaru Sulu, along with two other crew members, had come down on the forth day of liberty call. A ridge of medium sized hills and mountains had been found near by one of the lakes the crew was enjoying themselves at. Sulu, and his two friends, Ensign Sonya Gomez, of engineering and Lt. Harris Miller, were avid rock climbers. And the small cliffs that ringed the small out grown of hills provided the perfect climbing venue.
Sonya Gomez came from Argentina, originally. She had been one of Scotty’s first picks when he began to assemble his engineering crew. Scotty had known her older brother and was quite taken with her abilities. Sulu watched, from lower down the climbing rope, as Sonya reached the top and climbed up and out of view.
Harris Miller, who was second to the top of the line, was an Africa-American male from Chicago. He was the ship’s leading botanist, and currently involved in a relationship with Sulu.
Sulu pulled himself up onto one of the ridges that looked out over the lake. Gomez and Miller had already made it up to that point.
“It’s about time sir,” Gomez said. Her breath was barely affected by the climb.
Where as Sulu found himself gasping for air.
“I’m getting to old for this shit,” Sulu said as he dusted off his climbing slacks.
“Nah, Hikaru” Miller said, “You’re just getting fat from eating in the officer’s mess.”
The three of them laughed and sat down on the rock face and looked out over the beautiful lake in the distance. They could actually see a large group of Enterprise personal enjoying the beach, and swimming in the lake. A flock of nearby birds could be seen.
“What a beautiful world,” Gomez said.
“Reminds me of Mission Bay,” Miller said. “My folks moved to San Diego and they have a condo by this bay, Mission bay. I have seen old photos of it, and this place looks just like it.”
It was clear to Sulu and Gomez that miller was missing Earth already; in fact they all were. Sulu had just lost his father a month before they left Earth, and he was only starting to come to terms with his estranged brother.
For safety reasons the three of them had taken one communicator, which Gomez wore around her waist, and one Phaser, which Sulu wore around his.
“Well,” Gomez said, “I’ll go start tapping the anchors in,” she said motioning to the next area of the hill they were to climb.
“I’ll help,” Miller said as he followed her.
Sulu, still short of breath, remained where he was, and looked at the lake again. It was indeed a very beautiful world. The Captain had been prepared to leave after the third day, but with urging from Dr. McCoy, he extended the liberty time by two more days; and it was a good decision. They were far from home, and this kind of distraction would be good for the crew.
Sulu was about to doze off when, suddenly, he heard what sounded like a rockslide. He turned to see where Gomez and Miller had gone to, and then saw them both falling out of view. Sulu stood up and ran over to where they had been standing. The ridge they had been standing on had caved in, and both had fallen into it.
“Sonya, Miller, can you hear me?!” Sulu called down into the cave-in at his feet.
“Yeah,” Gomez’s voice finally replied. “But Harris has scraped his arm up pretty good.”
Sulu could barely make them both out. They had fallen a good twenty feet or so and were now standing at the bottom of the collapsed area of rock.
“Nah,” Miller said. “I’ll be fine!”
Sulu felt relieved.
“Go ahead and call the Enterprise,” Sulu said to Gomez. “I don’t have anyway to pull you two out of there.”
“Alright,” Gomez said, nodding her head. “I’ll get on it.”
Gomez reached for the communicator, only to find it on the ground. It had managed to fall off her belt, and by the looks of it, was smashed during the fall. She picked up what remained of it.
“Hikrau,” Gomez, holding the communicator, said as she looked up at Sulu, whom she could see at the top of the cave in. “I don’t think is going to work.”
Miller, who had begun to walk around the cave they had fallen into, suddenly saw something most interesting.
Sulu was about to tell Gomez he was going to go for help when she told him to hold on, and that Miller had found something.
“What? What did he find?” Sulu asked.
Sulu could only watch as Gomez walked out of view. He wondered what they had found down inside that cave.
Gomez walked over to where Miller was standing, on the far side of the cave. There appeared to be a humanoid ....
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RobertScorpio
Pariah
Very good story telling. A different kind of story putting Kirk's crew in this part of space, and with Guinan.
Thanks ADM GOLD, and good to see you. I even slipped in Sonya Gomez, who I always had a crush on. She was the one who spilt hot-coco on Picard. I think her fate is heading down the path of a 'red shirt',but oh well. Was good to see her...
But yes..thanks for the kind words..
Rob Scorpio
RobertScorpio
Pariah
I’ve had some Email/PM questions about these two stories and how certain things came to be. So, I will take a break here and explain important highlights; real quickly.
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
and
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
Sector 001
This Star Trek tandem story would be called an alternate version, and is a tad different. It supposes that Kirk and company took place more towards our time, in fact the 2050s. And as the world was becoming united, a mad man named John Gill had designs to unite the world under a collection of supermen he had genetically created, including a man named Khan. These efforts were eventually exposed, but not after great loss. After facing this thread, the Earth would go on; on a course to travel outside of the solar system. That time was coming soon!
Even the first mission away from Earth was actually a mission to Mars, so as to see if the red planet could be colonized. Khan becomes a central part of that plot, as did Gary Mitchell. Mitchell is, as many have also done in their stories, my version of a Q.
Apparently there are beings whom the Vulcans call Remnants, and who the Romulans call Omega Particles, who act as stitches in the fabric of reality. The Romulans believe this metaphysical Omega Particle can be used to destroy the mythic beings known as the Borg. The Borg are a race that periodically invade the Alpha-Quadrant once every five-hundred years. The Romulans believed that such a being, an Omega Particle, was inside the atmosphere of Neptune and could be used to destroy the Borg, who were rumored to be preparing for invasion. (It must be said that no one, human or Vulcan or anyone on the Alpha-Quadrant side of the galaxy, have ever seen a Borg.)
Gary Mitchell, through events in the story, would end up at Neptune and would merge his being with that of the Omega Particle in Neptune’s atmosphere. Gary would find out that his very essence, his very being, actually sprang from the entity on Neptune thousands of years ago in the past. (Yet to be fully explained).
Gary Mitchell, who was still pretending to be an ordinary being, was also becoming so powerful that not even he could control himself. After events later in the story Gary Mitchell brought Kirk’s dead infantback to life as a final gift to Kirk.
The Romulans in my universe are not cousins of the Vulcans. The Romulans are actually humans. The Vulcans, who were already visiting Earth in ancient times, transplanted several thousand Romans on their world because they believed Earth was facing destruction, a destruction that never actually happened. These Romans, after five-hundred years of living on Vulcan, and fueled by their nature to conquer, tried to take over Vulcan. The resulting war led to the Romans leaving Vulcan and establishing their own civilization in another star system.
Mr. Spock has evolved in a very strange way in this story as well. He started off as a special interactive computer unit on the arm of Captain Kirk’s command chair, and was created by Richard Daystrom. But early on in the computer’s existence, Captain Kirk, and Guinan (yes a new version of her too) could sense something unique about the S.P.O.C.K unit; it was becoming sentient in a very unique way. Eventually S.P.O.C.K was placed inside of an android body.
While visiting an alien world, Kirk and his new android first officer, Spock, came across a Vulcan meditating. The Vulcan, attempting to communicate, initiated a mind-meld with the Spock, not realizing he was an android. Due to the unique nature of Spock’s existence, the Vulcan’s mind could not handle the stress put upon the mind-meld and both were combined. Shedding the android body, Spock had not become one with the Vulcan’s existence.
Chekov is a Russian female, in my story. She comes from a very wealthy Russian family, and her mother, a snobby materialistic woman, is not happy her daughter is in Starfleet. Chekov became infected with a parasite while encountering Khan on Mars, who had become twisted and angered after have being stranded on Mars by Starfleet (with out Kirk’s knowledge). The parasite is no longer in Chekhov. (Khan was believed to be killed during the Gary Mitchell/Romulan/Neptune incident.)
Another story tangent would reveal that a Romulan named Sevrin had come to Earth back in the late 1950s. He had been exiled from Romulas for strange beliefs that included the objectifying of women, and that all women were no more than depositories for a man’s sexual demands. Making contact with an alien entity, Sevrin was able to alter the course of an Earth probe to help bring the entity to Earth so as to help Sevrin’s chosen successor ( William Decker) take over as the absolute ruler of Earth. The entity, which had combined itself with the Voyager-2 probe, as well as William Decker’s lover, Ilya, decided instead to bring revenge upon Earth for its treatment of women. Ilya, who was an Earth woman, was abused even as a child in terrible ways, and now merged with VGR, decided to use the power of the VGR anomaly (a large plasma field) and detonate it inside the Romulan star system. Successful at doing this, Romulas, and VGR, were destroyed.
The Enterprise, in orbit of Romulas at the time of VGR’s destruction, was, at the last moment, flung into the Delta-Quadrant by Gary Mitchell. Mitchell also absorbed the power of VGR, becoming more powerful in the process.
Much more has happened in this story, but those are the main highlights. So now I have two stories going on. The first one is Star Trek; Phase Two-The Voyage home. This story follows the Enterprise while she begins the long (80 years) trek back home.
The other story is Star Trek Phase Two-Sector 001. It will follow the story lines happening back in the Alpha-Quadrant, the first of which will be this; with Romulas destroyed, and only two-hundred thousand of them left in the universe, where will the refugee Romulans go? The Earth, remember by the way, is where the Romulans originally came from and now they want to come home.
Follow both stories…just click on the title, it should take you there...
STAR TREK PHASE TWO: The Voyage Home (be sure to read earlier installments for more details as to how these events unfolded. The link that takes you to AD ASTRA also allows you to see the earlier sequences of the story. I think we are at 62 chapters or something like that. But I tried to keep them at 1000-2000 word ‘segments’ so as not to make them too long of reads.
STAR TREK PHASE TWO: Sector 001 (which begins after the Enterprise has been lost to the Delta Quadrant)
Obviously I am borrowing a lot of ideas from TREK’s past, while trying to tell them in a different way. And that’s the fun part of writing for me. For example; the Borg. I want to get them back to what I think was their coolest attribute; you can’t negotiate with them. They are like a swarm of ants. They will just keep coming and coming and if you try to stop and chat with them? YOU’RE DEAD!
Stuff like that…
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
and
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
Sector 001
This Star Trek tandem story would be called an alternate version, and is a tad different. It supposes that Kirk and company took place more towards our time, in fact the 2050s. And as the world was becoming united, a mad man named John Gill had designs to unite the world under a collection of supermen he had genetically created, including a man named Khan. These efforts were eventually exposed, but not after great loss. After facing this thread, the Earth would go on; on a course to travel outside of the solar system. That time was coming soon!
Even the first mission away from Earth was actually a mission to Mars, so as to see if the red planet could be colonized. Khan becomes a central part of that plot, as did Gary Mitchell. Mitchell is, as many have also done in their stories, my version of a Q.
Apparently there are beings whom the Vulcans call Remnants, and who the Romulans call Omega Particles, who act as stitches in the fabric of reality. The Romulans believe this metaphysical Omega Particle can be used to destroy the mythic beings known as the Borg. The Borg are a race that periodically invade the Alpha-Quadrant once every five-hundred years. The Romulans believed that such a being, an Omega Particle, was inside the atmosphere of Neptune and could be used to destroy the Borg, who were rumored to be preparing for invasion. (It must be said that no one, human or Vulcan or anyone on the Alpha-Quadrant side of the galaxy, have ever seen a Borg.)
Gary Mitchell, through events in the story, would end up at Neptune and would merge his being with that of the Omega Particle in Neptune’s atmosphere. Gary would find out that his very essence, his very being, actually sprang from the entity on Neptune thousands of years ago in the past. (Yet to be fully explained).
Gary Mitchell, who was still pretending to be an ordinary being, was also becoming so powerful that not even he could control himself. After events later in the story Gary Mitchell brought Kirk’s dead infantback to life as a final gift to Kirk.
The Romulans in my universe are not cousins of the Vulcans. The Romulans are actually humans. The Vulcans, who were already visiting Earth in ancient times, transplanted several thousand Romans on their world because they believed Earth was facing destruction, a destruction that never actually happened. These Romans, after five-hundred years of living on Vulcan, and fueled by their nature to conquer, tried to take over Vulcan. The resulting war led to the Romans leaving Vulcan and establishing their own civilization in another star system.
Mr. Spock has evolved in a very strange way in this story as well. He started off as a special interactive computer unit on the arm of Captain Kirk’s command chair, and was created by Richard Daystrom. But early on in the computer’s existence, Captain Kirk, and Guinan (yes a new version of her too) could sense something unique about the S.P.O.C.K unit; it was becoming sentient in a very unique way. Eventually S.P.O.C.K was placed inside of an android body.
While visiting an alien world, Kirk and his new android first officer, Spock, came across a Vulcan meditating. The Vulcan, attempting to communicate, initiated a mind-meld with the Spock, not realizing he was an android. Due to the unique nature of Spock’s existence, the Vulcan’s mind could not handle the stress put upon the mind-meld and both were combined. Shedding the android body, Spock had not become one with the Vulcan’s existence.
Chekov is a Russian female, in my story. She comes from a very wealthy Russian family, and her mother, a snobby materialistic woman, is not happy her daughter is in Starfleet. Chekov became infected with a parasite while encountering Khan on Mars, who had become twisted and angered after have being stranded on Mars by Starfleet (with out Kirk’s knowledge). The parasite is no longer in Chekhov. (Khan was believed to be killed during the Gary Mitchell/Romulan/Neptune incident.)
Another story tangent would reveal that a Romulan named Sevrin had come to Earth back in the late 1950s. He had been exiled from Romulas for strange beliefs that included the objectifying of women, and that all women were no more than depositories for a man’s sexual demands. Making contact with an alien entity, Sevrin was able to alter the course of an Earth probe to help bring the entity to Earth so as to help Sevrin’s chosen successor ( William Decker) take over as the absolute ruler of Earth. The entity, which had combined itself with the Voyager-2 probe, as well as William Decker’s lover, Ilya, decided instead to bring revenge upon Earth for its treatment of women. Ilya, who was an Earth woman, was abused even as a child in terrible ways, and now merged with VGR, decided to use the power of the VGR anomaly (a large plasma field) and detonate it inside the Romulan star system. Successful at doing this, Romulas, and VGR, were destroyed.
The Enterprise, in orbit of Romulas at the time of VGR’s destruction, was, at the last moment, flung into the Delta-Quadrant by Gary Mitchell. Mitchell also absorbed the power of VGR, becoming more powerful in the process.
Much more has happened in this story, but those are the main highlights. So now I have two stories going on. The first one is Star Trek; Phase Two-The Voyage home. This story follows the Enterprise while she begins the long (80 years) trek back home.
The other story is Star Trek Phase Two-Sector 001. It will follow the story lines happening back in the Alpha-Quadrant, the first of which will be this; with Romulas destroyed, and only two-hundred thousand of them left in the universe, where will the refugee Romulans go? The Earth, remember by the way, is where the Romulans originally came from and now they want to come home.
Follow both stories…just click on the title, it should take you there...
STAR TREK PHASE TWO: The Voyage Home (be sure to read earlier installments for more details as to how these events unfolded. The link that takes you to AD ASTRA also allows you to see the earlier sequences of the story. I think we are at 62 chapters or something like that. But I tried to keep them at 1000-2000 word ‘segments’ so as not to make them too long of reads.
STAR TREK PHASE TWO: Sector 001 (which begins after the Enterprise has been lost to the Delta Quadrant)
Obviously I am borrowing a lot of ideas from TREK’s past, while trying to tell them in a different way. And that’s the fun part of writing for me. For example; the Borg. I want to get them back to what I think was their coolest attribute; you can’t negotiate with them. They are like a swarm of ants. They will just keep coming and coming and if you try to stop and chat with them? YOU’RE DEAD!
Stuff like that…
RobertScorpio
Pariah
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V
The Enterprise, in orbit of an uncharted planet in system Delta-0005A108.
Upon further study of the data that had been gathered by several Vulcan probes that had explored the Delta-Quadrant decades earlier, the star system in which the Enterprise found it self had already been designated Delta-0005A108. The Vulcan probe, which had explored this part of the Delta-Quadrant, had only observed five planets in orbit of the star in the system from a far, and the Enterprise sensors concurred with those finding. There were four planets, and fourth planet from the star, the plane the Enterprise orbited, was the only M-class planet in the star system.
The view of the planet, from inside 10-Forward, was breath taking. Captain Kirk and Lt. Nadya Chekov were sitting at the table which was closest to the window that looked out upon the new world they were orbiting. They were having dinner together, as friends. Although fraternization was allowed, being the Captain of the ship, Kirk vowed to never become involved with one of his crew. But Kirk and Chekov shared a common relationship; Gary Mitchell. He had been Kirk’s friend since high-school, and had also been Nadya’s lover. The two, Kirk and Chekov, had not spoken much of the events that had transpired after she and Gary had transferred to the Reliant just before the whole ordeal with Khan happened.***
“It is such a beautiful world,” Nadya Chekov said as she sipped on a nice cold Ice Tea and looked out the window at the swirling clouds that made the planet look alive.
“It is,” Kirk agreed, “and you should be down there having fun like all the others. I could order you to go down there.”
Chekov set her glass down and looked to Kirk.
“Captain, Jim, why did he do it?” Chekov asked, “Why did Gary strand us so far from home?”
Kirk shook his head. There was no way of telling why Gary Mitchell had stranded them nearly a century from Earth. But, strangely enough, Gary’s actions always seemed to have some kind of reason to them. It just took time to figure the reason out.
“I don’t know,” Kirk replied. “Perhaps I should hate Gary for all that he has done, I mean, he did kill my son, and stranding us here as well.” Kirk said. “But, then, he did bring David back to life, so perhaps one day he will bring us home.”
“True,” Chekov said, “But if we can’t find another way home, you’ll be long dead before you ever see your baby again.”
“I know,” Kirk said, “It’s a damned if I do damned if I don’t paradox.”
“What caused him to change?” Chekov asked. “That first time I met the two of you **** he was so young and full of life, and such a prankster. He was such a flirt, and yes, I know I led him on.” She said with a smile, and a small tear in her eyes. “And what is he now? He’s nothing but a cold blooded monster. He knew that parasite was in my body the whole time, and he did nothing about it.”
“Nadya,” Kirk said, “I’m your Captain and I’m your friend; let it go. If you try to wrap your mind around what Gary was and what he is now, you’ll lose yourself. You have friends on this ship who will help you move on, just give us a chance.”
Chekov smiled.
“I know,” she said. “All of you have been wonderful in accepting me back. I mean, considering” she added with a smile, “I am a cold blooded murderer.” *****
They both chuckled at that ironic truth.
“That wasn’t you,” Kirk assured her. “Khan did that to you, stuck that thing in your ear. We all know that now, including the family of the two men who died. So stop beating yourself up over it.”
Kirk was about to say something when the voice of Lt. Wendy Myers came over 10-Forward’s com units.
“Captain Kirk,” her voice rang out, “Would you please contact the bridge as soon as possible.”
Kirk walked over to the nearest com unit which was next on one of the walls near the observation window. He pressed one of buttons.
“Kirk here,” he replied.
“Sir,” Myers said, “There has been some kind of incident on the planet. Mr. Scott is on channel B.”
Kirk pressed another button.
“Kirk here,” Kirk said, “What is it Scotty?”
“Captain,” Scotty replied, his voice trembling in what sounded like sadness and sheer shock from somewhere down below on the surface of the planet. “I can’t believe it, I…I..”
“Report Mr. Scott!” Kirk demanded.
“We were hiking in the trees near the lake, near the hills,” Scotty said, “and then we heard a horrific scream. Sir, we found Sulu. He fell of the one of the cliffs; Sir, he’s dead…Sulu's dead!”
Kirk froze for a moment in time. And in that second of time, anger grew in his soul. He darted out of 10-Forward, with a worried Guinan and Chekov gasping in shock at the news Scotty had relayed.
Hikaru Sulu was dead!
--
As a crowd Enterprise crew members gathered at the bottom of the cliffs...
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V
The Enterprise, in orbit of an uncharted planet in system Delta-0005A108.
Upon further study of the data that had been gathered by several Vulcan probes that had explored the Delta-Quadrant decades earlier, the star system in which the Enterprise found it self had already been designated Delta-0005A108. The Vulcan probe, which had explored this part of the Delta-Quadrant, had only observed five planets in orbit of the star in the system from a far, and the Enterprise sensors concurred with those finding. There were four planets, and fourth planet from the star, the plane the Enterprise orbited, was the only M-class planet in the star system.
The view of the planet, from inside 10-Forward, was breath taking. Captain Kirk and Lt. Nadya Chekov were sitting at the table which was closest to the window that looked out upon the new world they were orbiting. They were having dinner together, as friends. Although fraternization was allowed, being the Captain of the ship, Kirk vowed to never become involved with one of his crew. But Kirk and Chekov shared a common relationship; Gary Mitchell. He had been Kirk’s friend since high-school, and had also been Nadya’s lover. The two, Kirk and Chekov, had not spoken much of the events that had transpired after she and Gary had transferred to the Reliant just before the whole ordeal with Khan happened.***
“It is such a beautiful world,” Nadya Chekov said as she sipped on a nice cold Ice Tea and looked out the window at the swirling clouds that made the planet look alive.
“It is,” Kirk agreed, “and you should be down there having fun like all the others. I could order you to go down there.”
Chekov set her glass down and looked to Kirk.
“Captain, Jim, why did he do it?” Chekov asked, “Why did Gary strand us so far from home?”
Kirk shook his head. There was no way of telling why Gary Mitchell had stranded them nearly a century from Earth. But, strangely enough, Gary’s actions always seemed to have some kind of reason to them. It just took time to figure the reason out.
“I don’t know,” Kirk replied. “Perhaps I should hate Gary for all that he has done, I mean, he did kill my son, and stranding us here as well.” Kirk said. “But, then, he did bring David back to life, so perhaps one day he will bring us home.”
“True,” Chekov said, “But if we can’t find another way home, you’ll be long dead before you ever see your baby again.”
“I know,” Kirk said, “It’s a damned if I do damned if I don’t paradox.”
“What caused him to change?” Chekov asked. “That first time I met the two of you **** he was so young and full of life, and such a prankster. He was such a flirt, and yes, I know I led him on.” She said with a smile, and a small tear in her eyes. “And what is he now? He’s nothing but a cold blooded monster. He knew that parasite was in my body the whole time, and he did nothing about it.”
“Nadya,” Kirk said, “I’m your Captain and I’m your friend; let it go. If you try to wrap your mind around what Gary was and what he is now, you’ll lose yourself. You have friends on this ship who will help you move on, just give us a chance.”
Chekov smiled.
“I know,” she said. “All of you have been wonderful in accepting me back. I mean, considering” she added with a smile, “I am a cold blooded murderer.” *****
They both chuckled at that ironic truth.
“That wasn’t you,” Kirk assured her. “Khan did that to you, stuck that thing in your ear. We all know that now, including the family of the two men who died. So stop beating yourself up over it.”
Kirk was about to say something when the voice of Lt. Wendy Myers came over 10-Forward’s com units.
“Captain Kirk,” her voice rang out, “Would you please contact the bridge as soon as possible.”
Kirk walked over to the nearest com unit which was next on one of the walls near the observation window. He pressed one of buttons.
“Kirk here,” he replied.
“Sir,” Myers said, “There has been some kind of incident on the planet. Mr. Scott is on channel B.”
Kirk pressed another button.
“Kirk here,” Kirk said, “What is it Scotty?”
“Captain,” Scotty replied, his voice trembling in what sounded like sadness and sheer shock from somewhere down below on the surface of the planet. “I can’t believe it, I…I..”
“Report Mr. Scott!” Kirk demanded.
“We were hiking in the trees near the lake, near the hills,” Scotty said, “and then we heard a horrific scream. Sir, we found Sulu. He fell of the one of the cliffs; Sir, he’s dead…Sulu's dead!”
Kirk froze for a moment in time. And in that second of time, anger grew in his soul. He darted out of 10-Forward, with a worried Guinan and Chekov gasping in shock at the news Scotty had relayed.
Hikaru Sulu was dead!
--
As a crowd Enterprise crew members gathered at the bottom of the cliffs...
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Normally I would not do this, but this one time I am. The latest installment of STAR TREK PHASE TWO-SECTOR 001 (the spinoff of this story) just introduced TRELANE, who will also be intwined with Kirk and company as their trek through the DELTA QUADRANT continues...please follow this link and meet Trelane...he is a big time star you know!! Just click on the title below, and like magic, you will be transported there...
STAR TREK PHASE TWO-Sector 001 "Trelane"
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STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V I
(Part one of this story began in the previous installment of STAR TREK; PHASE TWO-Sector 001 “Trelane”. Please go here to read it if you would like.)
High above Earth and inside of Trelane’s vessel, Pike and Trelane appeared from out of nowhere.
“Nice ship,” Pike said, “for a God. I didn’t know such kind of transportation was required.” Pike said as he sat down in the small passenger cabin.
For a moment Pike had thought about trying to attack Trelane, but for now, he decided against it. Pike sat down and looked at the main viewing screen. It showed Earth, and then the screen went dark.
“You might say,” Trelane said to Pike, “that my wings have been clipped. But do not worry my dear sir; this ship was mine long before I was part of the Continuum. And a trip that I could usually do with a snap of my finger, will take a wee bit longer.”
“That’s the second time you have referred to something called the Continuum,” Pike said. “Just what is that?”
Trelane nodded.
“Yeah, I know, I think Continuum sounds kind of silly too, but it’s the name of the club so who am I to change it?” Trelane asked rhetorically. “Any way, don’t concern your self with it, besides,” he added, “we’re here.”
“You mean, we’re in the Delta-Quadrant?” Pike asked, not believing in such a small span of time that they had traveled so far.
“See for your self,” Trelane said.
The screen came back on and a world, a beautiful green and blue world, came into view. The continents were in a much different pattern than Earth’s, so Pike knew they weren’t in Sol’s system.
“This is the Delta-Quadrant?” Pike asked. “I don’t believe you.”
Trelane shook his head.
“I find your lack of faith; disturbing, to quote an old friend of mine.” Trelane said in a mocked menacing way.
“I’ll give my donation at your shrine later, if you don’t mind.” Pike said with a smirk.
Trelane laughed.
“I like you Colonel Pike,” Trelane said. “I think we’re going to be great friends, someday.”
Pike forced a smile.
“Yeah,” Pike said, “right.”
Then Pike’s jaw dropped when he saw, not far from their position, the USS Enterprise.
--
The Enterprise, in orbit of an uncharted planet in system Delta-0005A108.
Captain Kirk stepped up onto the Transporter pad. He had ordered the Transporters on line to help with evacuating the crew members from the planet. Kirk had ordered an end to all shore-leave in response to Sulu’s death on the planet until the cause of Sulu’s demise had been determined. Kirk nodded his head at the Transporter chief.
Moments later, Captain Kirk shimmered into solidity on what was supposed to have been a peaceful world for the crew to relax and relieve the tension of being lost, far from home, in the Delta-Quadrant. Kirk looked around. The planet, with its luscious trees, hills, and lakes, was as beautiful as Earth. But it also appeared to be just as deadly as well. Kirk watched one of the shuttles take off, as it took more of the crew back to the ship.
Spock walked up to Kirk.
“Captain,” Spock said to Kirk.
“Talk to me Spock,” Kirk said as the two walked towards the small hillside where Sulu had plunged to his death from. “What the hell happened?”
“We are still investigating all of the particulars. “ Spock told Kirk. “There are a few unexplained matters that should be put into order before we can answer conclusively as to what happened to Sulu. On the surface it would seem as if Mr. Sulu slipped off the ridge. However; there are still some unanswered questions.”
“Like what?” Kirk asked. “Are you saying this wasn’t an accident?”
They arrived at the spot where Sulu’s body had been found. A couple security officers, along with a science team as well, were analyzing the area.
“For now,” Spock repeated, “It would appear to be an accident, Captain.” Spock admitted, “however; there are some interesting questions up there.” Spock said as he looked up to the top of the ridge where Sulu fallen from.
“What about the other two crew members he was with?” Kirk asked. “Any sign of them yet?”
“We have not found them yet, Captain.” Spock said, “There are signs of some kind of cave-in up there, so it is quite possible Harris and Gomez are trapped inside the cave-in. The dense walls of these mountains are proving to be hard for our sensors to penetrate. Lt. Gil Grissom is leading the investigating at the cave-in sight. He was about to inform me of some interesting findings just before you arrived.”
“Good, Gil’s a good man. If anyone can solve this, he can. Did Sulu have a weapon or a communicator?” Kirk asked.
“One of each was checked out by Sulu before he, Ensign Gomez and Lt. Miller went for their hike.” Spock replied.
Kirk shook his head.
“Sulu was a good man, and didn’t deserve to die like this; no one does.” Kirk stated the obvious. “We’ve not even been here for a week and we’ve already lost one, and possibly three valuable crew members. I want to know why,” Kirk said to Spock. “We will not leave until that is answered.” Kirk said, anger at the tip of his words.
“Yes sir,” Spock said.
Kirk was about to have himself beamed up to the ridge on the top of the hill when, from about fifty yard away, he saw a flash of light near some trees..
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V I
(Part one of this story began in the previous installment of STAR TREK; PHASE TWO-Sector 001 “Trelane”. Please go here to read it if you would like.)
High above Earth and inside of Trelane’s vessel, Pike and Trelane appeared from out of nowhere.
“Nice ship,” Pike said, “for a God. I didn’t know such kind of transportation was required.” Pike said as he sat down in the small passenger cabin.
For a moment Pike had thought about trying to attack Trelane, but for now, he decided against it. Pike sat down and looked at the main viewing screen. It showed Earth, and then the screen went dark.
“You might say,” Trelane said to Pike, “that my wings have been clipped. But do not worry my dear sir; this ship was mine long before I was part of the Continuum. And a trip that I could usually do with a snap of my finger, will take a wee bit longer.”
“That’s the second time you have referred to something called the Continuum,” Pike said. “Just what is that?”
Trelane nodded.
“Yeah, I know, I think Continuum sounds kind of silly too, but it’s the name of the club so who am I to change it?” Trelane asked rhetorically. “Any way, don’t concern your self with it, besides,” he added, “we’re here.”
“You mean, we’re in the Delta-Quadrant?” Pike asked, not believing in such a small span of time that they had traveled so far.
“See for your self,” Trelane said.
The screen came back on and a world, a beautiful green and blue world, came into view. The continents were in a much different pattern than Earth’s, so Pike knew they weren’t in Sol’s system.
“This is the Delta-Quadrant?” Pike asked. “I don’t believe you.”
Trelane shook his head.
“I find your lack of faith; disturbing, to quote an old friend of mine.” Trelane said in a mocked menacing way.
“I’ll give my donation at your shrine later, if you don’t mind.” Pike said with a smirk.
Trelane laughed.
“I like you Colonel Pike,” Trelane said. “I think we’re going to be great friends, someday.”
Pike forced a smile.
“Yeah,” Pike said, “right.”
Then Pike’s jaw dropped when he saw, not far from their position, the USS Enterprise.
--
The Enterprise, in orbit of an uncharted planet in system Delta-0005A108.
Captain Kirk stepped up onto the Transporter pad. He had ordered the Transporters on line to help with evacuating the crew members from the planet. Kirk had ordered an end to all shore-leave in response to Sulu’s death on the planet until the cause of Sulu’s demise had been determined. Kirk nodded his head at the Transporter chief.
Moments later, Captain Kirk shimmered into solidity on what was supposed to have been a peaceful world for the crew to relax and relieve the tension of being lost, far from home, in the Delta-Quadrant. Kirk looked around. The planet, with its luscious trees, hills, and lakes, was as beautiful as Earth. But it also appeared to be just as deadly as well. Kirk watched one of the shuttles take off, as it took more of the crew back to the ship.
Spock walked up to Kirk.
“Captain,” Spock said to Kirk.
“Talk to me Spock,” Kirk said as the two walked towards the small hillside where Sulu had plunged to his death from. “What the hell happened?”
“We are still investigating all of the particulars. “ Spock told Kirk. “There are a few unexplained matters that should be put into order before we can answer conclusively as to what happened to Sulu. On the surface it would seem as if Mr. Sulu slipped off the ridge. However; there are still some unanswered questions.”
“Like what?” Kirk asked. “Are you saying this wasn’t an accident?”
They arrived at the spot where Sulu’s body had been found. A couple security officers, along with a science team as well, were analyzing the area.
“For now,” Spock repeated, “It would appear to be an accident, Captain.” Spock admitted, “however; there are some interesting questions up there.” Spock said as he looked up to the top of the ridge where Sulu fallen from.
“What about the other two crew members he was with?” Kirk asked. “Any sign of them yet?”
“We have not found them yet, Captain.” Spock said, “There are signs of some kind of cave-in up there, so it is quite possible Harris and Gomez are trapped inside the cave-in. The dense walls of these mountains are proving to be hard for our sensors to penetrate. Lt. Gil Grissom is leading the investigating at the cave-in sight. He was about to inform me of some interesting findings just before you arrived.”
“Good, Gil’s a good man. If anyone can solve this, he can. Did Sulu have a weapon or a communicator?” Kirk asked.
“One of each was checked out by Sulu before he, Ensign Gomez and Lt. Miller went for their hike.” Spock replied.
Kirk shook his head.
“Sulu was a good man, and didn’t deserve to die like this; no one does.” Kirk stated the obvious. “We’ve not even been here for a week and we’ve already lost one, and possibly three valuable crew members. I want to know why,” Kirk said to Spock. “We will not leave until that is answered.” Kirk said, anger at the tip of his words.
“Yes sir,” Spock said.
Kirk was about to have himself beamed up to the ridge on the top of the hill when, from about fifty yard away, he saw a flash of light near some trees..
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Good story so far. Oh and I wanted to add something considering the tittle of this arc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJzt_ZbNQOk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJzt_ZbNQOk
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Thanks..that was really cool..
I was watching CLASH OF THE TITANS this weekend with my kids. I think the guy who did Voyage Home's music did Clash of titan too..
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STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V I I
(previously; Star Trek Phase Two- Sector 001 “Trelane; Attack")
The Enterprise, in orbit of an uncharted planet in system Delta-0005A108.
On the planet below;
“Well, Jim, I guess this is my time to go back.” Pike said to Kirk. “Take care my friend; and have hope. We will do our best on our end to bring you back, or at least find someway to communicate with you in someway; farewell.”
Pike faded and Kirk waved goodbye as Spock also offered the Vulcan hand salute to Colonel Pike.
And with that, Pike was gone.
--Our story continues…--
Kirk watched as the last wisps of Colonel Pike vanished from view.
“Well,” Kirk said as he looked to Spock, “looks like we’re on our own.”
“Agreed Captain,” Spock replied.
At that moment Kirk’s communicator chirped. He took the communicator off of his Velcro belt, and flipped it open.
“Kirk here,” Kirk said into the device.
“Sir,” Lt. Gil Grissom’s voice said, “I think you may want to see what we found up here for yourself.”
Kirk angled his head up and saw Lt. Grissom, at the top of the ridge, waving to him in the far distance.
“On our way,” Kirk said he closed his communicator.
--
Meanwhile, aboard the Enterprise, Doctor McCoy looked over the final report on Sulu’s autopsy, which he had just concluded himself doing. He went over some of the blood numbers, and with other information, McCoy decided that Kirk had to know the interesting information had been collected. McCoy left sickbay, confident that Nurse Chapel, his head nurse, could run the show while he was on the planet below.
“Christine,” McCoy said as he head past her in the medical office, “I’m going down to the planet. If you need me, I’ve got my tricorder.”
“But I thought the captain didn’t want anyone else going down there.” Chapel said to McCoy.
“I know, but I think he’ll want to hear this in person.” McCoy said, flashing the cover of Sulu’s report her way.
“Very well,” Chapel said. “You better take care.” She added.
McCoy nodded in acknowledgement and headed out of sickbay and headed for the Transporter room.
--
Kirk and Spock rematerialized on the top of the ridge where Sulu had fallen to his death. Lt. Grissom walked over to them.
"Alright Lt. Grissom; what do you got?” Kirk asked.
“Captain, it is my belief, based on the forensic evidence my team and I have gathered, that Lt. Sulu was murdered,” Grissom stated flatly.
Kirk didn’t like the sound of that at all.
“Murdered by Gomez and Miller? Why?” Kirk quizzed Grissom.
“Sir, I didn’t say Gomez and Miller killed Sulu,” Grissom replied, “I believe those two are either dead themselves, or, have been taken prisoner.”
“How did you come to this conclusion?” Spock inquired.
“Please come with me sir, and I’ll show you,” Grissom replied.
Kirk and Spock followed Grissom from the ridge to where there had been an obvious cave in. Grissom pointed at the charred rock surface that stretched all the way down into the cave below. There was also a slight scent of burnt rock.
“A fire fight?” Kirk asked.
“No,” Grissom in a determined tone. “One weapon; a type-1 Phaser, the same kind of Phaser Lt. Sulu checked out before he and the others went hiking.”
“Perhaps they were using the Phaser like one would use a flare.” Kirk offered. “Perhaps they were trying to send out a signal for help.”
“I had thought of that myself, but the firing pattern shows that who ever fired the Phaser, did so from right where you are standing, Captain. And, not only that, but the volleys became higher and higher on this rock face which reaches down through the cave-in, into the cave below us.”
“What you’re implying,” Spock said, “is that whatever was being fired at, from down there in the cave, was gradually coming up through the cave in, coming towards where we are standing now.”
“No doubt about it Mr. Spock,” Grissom said. “The pattern on the rock surface shows that the Phaser was indeed being fired into the cave, not from out of it.”
“So where is the Phaser now?” Kirk asked.
“Right over there,” Grissom pointed.
Grissom took Kirk and Spock over to an area on the ledge where the Phaser was on the ground. A circle of red dye had been sprayed around it, a warning for all to not touch the weapon for the meantime.
“This Phaser is no where near the ledge,” Kirk said he looked down at the weapon.
“I know,” Grissom said. “We found Sulu’s finger prints on the trigger. And it would appear as if who, or what, he was shooting at, point blank range by the time it got up here, reached for the weapon, grabbed it from Sulu’s hand, and threw it over here, and then threw Sulu off the cliff.”
“Lt. Grissom, are you sure it wasn’t possibly Gomez or Harris, or perhaps both, that attacked Mr. Sulu?” Spock asked.
Grissom flipped opened his communicator. Scotty’s voice came from the speaker.
“Enterprise here’a,” Scotty said.
“Mr. Scott,” Grissom said into the device, “can you beam the Captain, my self and Mr. Spock to the coordinates I gave you in the cave below?”
“Just a second; Doct’a McCoy is beaming down as we speak.”
“Mr. Scott,” Kirk said as he took Grissom’s communicator, “I gave an order that no one was to beam down here.”
“Doct’a McCoy would not take no for an ansa,” Scotty said, “and ya know how he can be.”
At that moment, McCoy shimmered into view.
“Why did you beam down here?” Kirk asked, and not in a causal way.
“Jim,” McCoy said, as usual not caring what Kirk had to say when he had something to say that was important too. “I finished Sulu’s autopsy ten minutes ago,” McCoy reported. “We have to get off this planet; now.”
“Beaming now,” Scotty said.
At that instant, Kirk, Spock, McCoy and Grissom were transported down into the cave. The four of them rematerialized in a dark, dungy, dirt scented cave.
“We are in the cave,” Grissom told Kirk, “nearly thirty feet down from where we just were.” He reached down to the ground where a smashed communicator was. He handed it to Kirk.
"Sulu checked this out as well." Grissom said to Kirk.
Kirk heard Grissom, but turned to McCoy.
“Why must we get off this planet?” Kirk said. “And why right now?”
“Look at this,” McCoy said as he took a picture out of the folder he was holding.
The picture showed a lifeless image of Sulu’s body. The next photo showed Sulu’s head turned to the left and then a zoom in on an area of the dead man’s neck. Two tiny holes were apparent on Sulu’s neck. Almost look as if he had been bitten by a vampire.
“What are those marks?” Kirk asked.
“I don’t know,” McCoy said. “But the electron-microscope showed that there are millions, upon millions, of sub-atomic objectss around the two wounds; but they are not organic. However, I believe they were, very recently, alive.”
“Nannites, or some advanced form of nannites I would say.” Spock said.
“And so what are you implying?” Kirk asked McCoy.
“Someone, I believe, was trying to inject Sulu with these things. Why would they want to do that? I don’t know.” McCoy said.
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V I I
(previously; Star Trek Phase Two- Sector 001 “Trelane; Attack")
The Enterprise, in orbit of an uncharted planet in system Delta-0005A108.
On the planet below;
“Well, Jim, I guess this is my time to go back.” Pike said to Kirk. “Take care my friend; and have hope. We will do our best on our end to bring you back, or at least find someway to communicate with you in someway; farewell.”
Pike faded and Kirk waved goodbye as Spock also offered the Vulcan hand salute to Colonel Pike.
And with that, Pike was gone.
--Our story continues…--
Kirk watched as the last wisps of Colonel Pike vanished from view.
“Well,” Kirk said as he looked to Spock, “looks like we’re on our own.”
“Agreed Captain,” Spock replied.
At that moment Kirk’s communicator chirped. He took the communicator off of his Velcro belt, and flipped it open.
“Kirk here,” Kirk said into the device.
“Sir,” Lt. Gil Grissom’s voice said, “I think you may want to see what we found up here for yourself.”
Kirk angled his head up and saw Lt. Grissom, at the top of the ridge, waving to him in the far distance.
“On our way,” Kirk said he closed his communicator.
--
Meanwhile, aboard the Enterprise, Doctor McCoy looked over the final report on Sulu’s autopsy, which he had just concluded himself doing. He went over some of the blood numbers, and with other information, McCoy decided that Kirk had to know the interesting information had been collected. McCoy left sickbay, confident that Nurse Chapel, his head nurse, could run the show while he was on the planet below.
“Christine,” McCoy said as he head past her in the medical office, “I’m going down to the planet. If you need me, I’ve got my tricorder.”
“But I thought the captain didn’t want anyone else going down there.” Chapel said to McCoy.
“I know, but I think he’ll want to hear this in person.” McCoy said, flashing the cover of Sulu’s report her way.
“Very well,” Chapel said. “You better take care.” She added.
McCoy nodded in acknowledgement and headed out of sickbay and headed for the Transporter room.
--
Kirk and Spock rematerialized on the top of the ridge where Sulu had fallen to his death. Lt. Grissom walked over to them.
"Alright Lt. Grissom; what do you got?” Kirk asked.
“Captain, it is my belief, based on the forensic evidence my team and I have gathered, that Lt. Sulu was murdered,” Grissom stated flatly.
Kirk didn’t like the sound of that at all.
“Murdered by Gomez and Miller? Why?” Kirk quizzed Grissom.
“Sir, I didn’t say Gomez and Miller killed Sulu,” Grissom replied, “I believe those two are either dead themselves, or, have been taken prisoner.”
“How did you come to this conclusion?” Spock inquired.
“Please come with me sir, and I’ll show you,” Grissom replied.
Kirk and Spock followed Grissom from the ridge to where there had been an obvious cave in. Grissom pointed at the charred rock surface that stretched all the way down into the cave below. There was also a slight scent of burnt rock.
“A fire fight?” Kirk asked.
“No,” Grissom in a determined tone. “One weapon; a type-1 Phaser, the same kind of Phaser Lt. Sulu checked out before he and the others went hiking.”
“Perhaps they were using the Phaser like one would use a flare.” Kirk offered. “Perhaps they were trying to send out a signal for help.”
“I had thought of that myself, but the firing pattern shows that who ever fired the Phaser, did so from right where you are standing, Captain. And, not only that, but the volleys became higher and higher on this rock face which reaches down through the cave-in, into the cave below us.”
“What you’re implying,” Spock said, “is that whatever was being fired at, from down there in the cave, was gradually coming up through the cave in, coming towards where we are standing now.”
“No doubt about it Mr. Spock,” Grissom said. “The pattern on the rock surface shows that the Phaser was indeed being fired into the cave, not from out of it.”
“So where is the Phaser now?” Kirk asked.
“Right over there,” Grissom pointed.
Grissom took Kirk and Spock over to an area on the ledge where the Phaser was on the ground. A circle of red dye had been sprayed around it, a warning for all to not touch the weapon for the meantime.
“This Phaser is no where near the ledge,” Kirk said he looked down at the weapon.
“I know,” Grissom said. “We found Sulu’s finger prints on the trigger. And it would appear as if who, or what, he was shooting at, point blank range by the time it got up here, reached for the weapon, grabbed it from Sulu’s hand, and threw it over here, and then threw Sulu off the cliff.”
“Lt. Grissom, are you sure it wasn’t possibly Gomez or Harris, or perhaps both, that attacked Mr. Sulu?” Spock asked.
Grissom flipped opened his communicator. Scotty’s voice came from the speaker.
“Enterprise here’a,” Scotty said.
“Mr. Scott,” Grissom said into the device, “can you beam the Captain, my self and Mr. Spock to the coordinates I gave you in the cave below?”
“Just a second; Doct’a McCoy is beaming down as we speak.”
“Mr. Scott,” Kirk said as he took Grissom’s communicator, “I gave an order that no one was to beam down here.”
“Doct’a McCoy would not take no for an ansa,” Scotty said, “and ya know how he can be.”
At that moment, McCoy shimmered into view.
“Why did you beam down here?” Kirk asked, and not in a causal way.
“Jim,” McCoy said, as usual not caring what Kirk had to say when he had something to say that was important too. “I finished Sulu’s autopsy ten minutes ago,” McCoy reported. “We have to get off this planet; now.”
“Beaming now,” Scotty said.
At that instant, Kirk, Spock, McCoy and Grissom were transported down into the cave. The four of them rematerialized in a dark, dungy, dirt scented cave.
“We are in the cave,” Grissom told Kirk, “nearly thirty feet down from where we just were.” He reached down to the ground where a smashed communicator was. He handed it to Kirk.
"Sulu checked this out as well." Grissom said to Kirk.
Kirk heard Grissom, but turned to McCoy.
“Why must we get off this planet?” Kirk said. “And why right now?”
“Look at this,” McCoy said as he took a picture out of the folder he was holding.
The picture showed a lifeless image of Sulu’s body. The next photo showed Sulu’s head turned to the left and then a zoom in on an area of the dead man’s neck. Two tiny holes were apparent on Sulu’s neck. Almost look as if he had been bitten by a vampire.
“What are those marks?” Kirk asked.
“I don’t know,” McCoy said. “But the electron-microscope showed that there are millions, upon millions, of sub-atomic objectss around the two wounds; but they are not organic. However, I believe they were, very recently, alive.”
“Nannites, or some advanced form of nannites I would say.” Spock said.
“And so what are you implying?” Kirk asked McCoy.
“Someone, I believe, was trying to inject Sulu with these things. Why would they want to do that? I don’t know.” McCoy said.
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Pariah
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V I I I
Captain’s Log Star-date;24501
(Due to Earth’s joining the Federation, the Captain’s log will now be tagged to the Star-date system used by the Federation’s Starfleet Command.)
It has been two weeks since the unfortunate deaths of our crew mates, and the impromptu visit of Colonel Pike. We have left that world far in the distance, and with good riddance.
The Enterprise has made contact with the race that calls them selves the Emarians. They are a humanoid race, which our science department has found fascinating without end. The presence of humanoids this far from Earth, and the Alpha-Quadrant, indicates some very interesting debates lay ahead about the spread of hominoids through out the galaxy.
In need of water supplies, we have asked the Emarians for permission to come to their world for water, and other food products. They are a warp faring civilization, and are on par with our own technological level. They have accepted our requests, and, thankfully, ask nothing in return. After two days of analyzing Emaria Prime, the Emarian’s home world, the science and medical departments have given me the green light to permit shore-leave. I can only hope that this time the shore-leave is more peaceful. The death of Sulu, and the missing crew-members, hangs over the crew like an open wound.
But its time we heal, and move on.
--
Emarian Prime
The two creatures, called Pachan, which were locked in mortal combat, were as graceful as they were violent. Looking like a cross between a wolf and a gazelle, the two Pachans were able to movie with precision and, when they attacked, it was deadly. The jaws of the beasts sported two rows of teeth, with to very sharp fangs close together at the front of the mouth.
A large arena, with nearly twenty-thousand spectators, watched the match between to the beasts. A faint haze of smoke, from cooked food the spectators had bought and were eating, as well as the smell of exotic drinks, filled the air. As with most sports, wagering had been placed before the fight had started. Each of the beasts seemed to have an equal amount of the cheering throng on their side. Emarians of all ages, from the smallest of children, to the oldest of adults, comprised the bulk of the arena. And with each thrash, or attack by the beasts on each other, came a large cheer with an equally loud booing sound as well. The tension in the arena could not be denied; it was glorious.
Montgomery Scott, Leonard McCoy, Nyota Uhura and Nadya Chekov were also among the crowd. Scott had placed a bet on the darker colored Pachan, and McCoy had wagered on the lighter colored beast.
Captain Kirk had been able to negotiate a good exchange rate between the Enterprise and Emerians on the exchange rate of Federation gold and Emerian credits. The gold, which was part of the Enterprise’s cargo, thanks to Colonel Pike’s forward thinking and the exploration of space, was worth quite a deal in the Delta-Quadrant. Exchanging their pay for gold, the crew of the Enterprise could now enjoy the Emarian world in style.
The crowd suddenly cheered as the dark colored Pachan attacked the light colored one. Snapping at one of the two rear legs, a large chunk of flesh was bitten off. Purple blood trailed out of the wound as the lighter colored beast ran for its life. The crowed cheered, and so did Scotty.
“Go get’m!” Scotty cheered at his Pachan. “Kill the beastie now!”
Uhura shook her head in disgust.
“I can’t believe you talked us into coming here,” Uhura said, over the roar of the crowd. “This is a disgusting sport. It reminds me of the dog-fights back on Earth. We outlawed this barbarism you know.”
“Hey,” Scotty said as he watched the Pachan he betted on chase after the wounded prey, which had climbed a set of rocks in the center of the arena. “All we’re doing is learning about a new society; what’s wrong with that?” Scotty asked.
“He’s right,” McCoy added. “This new Federation we’re apart of has some kind of non-interference code. And it wouldn’t be polite for us to condone our hosts because their customs are not the same as ours.”
“Well,” Uhura said, “I still don’t have to like it. What about you?” Uhura asked Chekov.
“I find it fascinating just to watch how the crowd responds,” Chekov said as she looked about the crowd.
“You’ve been hanging around Spock too much,” Uhura said.
Suddenly, without warning, Uhura found herself falling; inside her mind. Something had grabbed hold of mind, and she felt as though she was falling. And then, she was a child. She was, at best, five years old. And as she looked at her image in a nearby mirror, she was no longer human; she was an Emarian child. Uhura was somehow, someway, in the mind of an Emarian child, and was, it seemed, reliving a memory.
A male Emarian came over to her and lifted her up into his arms. Her mind told her it was her father, her Emarian father.
“Today, my child, we will go to the cavern and retrieve your first pet; a Pachan. My first pet was a Pachan, you mother’s (who Uhura sensed was dead) had a Pachan, and now you, Marilina, will have one as well.”
Try as she might, Uhura could not speak to the man. She was now convinced she was living through the memory of an Emarian child; and there was nothing she could do about it.
--
Spock was in his quarters, sitting at the desk in his work room
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
V I I I
Captain’s Log Star-date;24501
(Due to Earth’s joining the Federation, the Captain’s log will now be tagged to the Star-date system used by the Federation’s Starfleet Command.)
It has been two weeks since the unfortunate deaths of our crew mates, and the impromptu visit of Colonel Pike. We have left that world far in the distance, and with good riddance.
The Enterprise has made contact with the race that calls them selves the Emarians. They are a humanoid race, which our science department has found fascinating without end. The presence of humanoids this far from Earth, and the Alpha-Quadrant, indicates some very interesting debates lay ahead about the spread of hominoids through out the galaxy.
In need of water supplies, we have asked the Emarians for permission to come to their world for water, and other food products. They are a warp faring civilization, and are on par with our own technological level. They have accepted our requests, and, thankfully, ask nothing in return. After two days of analyzing Emaria Prime, the Emarian’s home world, the science and medical departments have given me the green light to permit shore-leave. I can only hope that this time the shore-leave is more peaceful. The death of Sulu, and the missing crew-members, hangs over the crew like an open wound.
But its time we heal, and move on.
--
Emarian Prime
The two creatures, called Pachan, which were locked in mortal combat, were as graceful as they were violent. Looking like a cross between a wolf and a gazelle, the two Pachans were able to movie with precision and, when they attacked, it was deadly. The jaws of the beasts sported two rows of teeth, with to very sharp fangs close together at the front of the mouth.
A large arena, with nearly twenty-thousand spectators, watched the match between to the beasts. A faint haze of smoke, from cooked food the spectators had bought and were eating, as well as the smell of exotic drinks, filled the air. As with most sports, wagering had been placed before the fight had started. Each of the beasts seemed to have an equal amount of the cheering throng on their side. Emarians of all ages, from the smallest of children, to the oldest of adults, comprised the bulk of the arena. And with each thrash, or attack by the beasts on each other, came a large cheer with an equally loud booing sound as well. The tension in the arena could not be denied; it was glorious.
Montgomery Scott, Leonard McCoy, Nyota Uhura and Nadya Chekov were also among the crowd. Scott had placed a bet on the darker colored Pachan, and McCoy had wagered on the lighter colored beast.
Captain Kirk had been able to negotiate a good exchange rate between the Enterprise and Emerians on the exchange rate of Federation gold and Emerian credits. The gold, which was part of the Enterprise’s cargo, thanks to Colonel Pike’s forward thinking and the exploration of space, was worth quite a deal in the Delta-Quadrant. Exchanging their pay for gold, the crew of the Enterprise could now enjoy the Emarian world in style.
The crowd suddenly cheered as the dark colored Pachan attacked the light colored one. Snapping at one of the two rear legs, a large chunk of flesh was bitten off. Purple blood trailed out of the wound as the lighter colored beast ran for its life. The crowed cheered, and so did Scotty.
“Go get’m!” Scotty cheered at his Pachan. “Kill the beastie now!”
Uhura shook her head in disgust.
“I can’t believe you talked us into coming here,” Uhura said, over the roar of the crowd. “This is a disgusting sport. It reminds me of the dog-fights back on Earth. We outlawed this barbarism you know.”
“Hey,” Scotty said as he watched the Pachan he betted on chase after the wounded prey, which had climbed a set of rocks in the center of the arena. “All we’re doing is learning about a new society; what’s wrong with that?” Scotty asked.
“He’s right,” McCoy added. “This new Federation we’re apart of has some kind of non-interference code. And it wouldn’t be polite for us to condone our hosts because their customs are not the same as ours.”
“Well,” Uhura said, “I still don’t have to like it. What about you?” Uhura asked Chekov.
“I find it fascinating just to watch how the crowd responds,” Chekov said as she looked about the crowd.
“You’ve been hanging around Spock too much,” Uhura said.
Suddenly, without warning, Uhura found herself falling; inside her mind. Something had grabbed hold of mind, and she felt as though she was falling. And then, she was a child. She was, at best, five years old. And as she looked at her image in a nearby mirror, she was no longer human; she was an Emarian child. Uhura was somehow, someway, in the mind of an Emarian child, and was, it seemed, reliving a memory.
A male Emarian came over to her and lifted her up into his arms. Her mind told her it was her father, her Emarian father.
“Today, my child, we will go to the cavern and retrieve your first pet; a Pachan. My first pet was a Pachan, you mother’s (who Uhura sensed was dead) had a Pachan, and now you, Marilina, will have one as well.”
Try as she might, Uhura could not speak to the man. She was now convinced she was living through the memory of an Emarian child; and there was nothing she could do about it.
--
Spock was in his quarters, sitting at the desk in his work room
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Pariah
STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I X
AUTHOR’S NOTE. THIS SEGMENT CONTAINS ANIMAL CRUELTY; SORRY BUT I MUST DESCRIBE IT FOR STORY REASONS.
(Nyota Uhura, somehow inside the mind of an Emarian, experiences the memories of a child. Try as she might, Uhura can not break the telepathic communication between her mind and the mind of the Emarian. Around her, and unaware of her captured mental state, Scotty-McCoy and Chekov watch the battle continue between the two beasts. Meanwhile, inside of Uhura’s mind.)
It was a bright sunny day, and hundreds of Emarian children were lined up with their parents who were standing behind them. It was a very cheery atmosphere. The scent of barbecued food was in the air, and the sweet sent of various candies as well. Emarian comedians, and clowns, worked the crowd over as the excitement ran through the gathered throng.
Marilina was no different. Just like the other gathered young children, standing in front their parents, she smiled at the sight of the festivities. She had been preparing for this moment ever since she had turned four years old. And now, at last, she would get to partake in one of the first steps of becoming an adult; the great Pachan hunt.
The massive stage area, which looked out on the gathered crowd, was where most of the city elders sat. They too were caught up in the excitement and were eating various foods as the time for the hunt neared.
At that moment, the mayor of the city, Enucien, who was the oldest and wisest of the community, stepped up to the podium. The enthusiastic noise of the crowd began to fade as Enucien began to speak.
“My friends,” Enucien said, “today we gather for the Pachan hunt!”
The crowd exploded into a new round of cheers, whistles and excited yelling. Again the noise eased as Enucien spoke again.
“Your children are about to begin their ascension into our society. Our history tells us that our kind have been hunting the Pachan in this manner for thousands of years. And while it is true we no longer need to hunt them for food, the practice is continued into our time as a celebration as to where we came from.” Enucien said. “As I speak, the Pachan wardens are handing out the ceremonial k’aloots. It probably wouldn’t surprise you to know that I still have mine!”
The crowd became loud as again and Enucien raised his K’aloot above his head. It was a weapon, cylinder in shape, made of solid wood, nearly the length of his arm. One side was larger than the other, and was shaped like a club. The other side was flattened with a very sharp edge.
“Now,” Enucien said to them all, “back in the day when I was a child, the ceremony we are having today wasn’t held. But, over the years, we have made this event more into a celebration of Emarian life, and I am glad for it, and so will you, children, and your parents!”
Marilina held out her hands and watched as the one of the Pachan wardens handed her a k’aloot. She wave very proud, and her father ran his hand through her hair with pride as well.
“Your very first k’aloot, Marilina, you’re mother would be as proud of you as I am.” He said as he held her close. “I am very confident you will enter the caves and bring out a slain Pachan pup on your first attempt.”
Marilina looked up at her father and smiled.
“I will father, I will!” She replied.
Moments later a loud horn like sound came from the massive speakers that had been set around the stage. At that moment, the children who stood in front of their parents, streaked away at a full run. They made their way down the grassy hill and across the small stream, and towards the caves in the short distance. The hunt had begun.
--
The Pachan came to the caves, drawn by instinct, to bare their offspring. And even though the hunt happened every year, and had for hundreds of years, the Pachan still came to the caves. They had too; they could not beat the pull of their instinctive nature.
The female Pachan would birth two offspring. The Emarian wardens would make sure that an equal amount of male and female cubs were hunted, and that the mother was slaughtered as well. The pups that were not slaughtered would be given shots and allowed to return to the wild.
The darkness inside the myriad of cave was alleviated by torches that were mounted on the cave walls. Groups and groups of Emarian children entered the caves, and soon their cheers, and scurrying feet, would permeate through-out the caverns. It was a time of great fun and excitement; especially when an Emarian child killed their first Pachan. It was a wondrous moment for a child.
Marilina, pushed on by raw peer pressure, and the shouts of encouragement by the wardens, ran through the caves like all the other kids did. And yet, as she ran with the other children, she didn’t feel the excitement they obviously did. Then, suddenly, she watched as one of her friends, Mokara, a boy from the same neighborhood she lived at, found one of the Pachan families. Where Marilina was just five years old, Mokara was six years old. And, like all boys his age, he acted very tough and brave as he neared the Pachan family.
Two small pups were nursing from the mother, having been born only moments before. Marilina smiled down on the mother Pachan as it stretched out on the rocky yet smooth ground. And, as if frozen in horror, Marilina could only watch as the boy, Mokara, struck the Pachan mother on its sleeping head, smashing the skull, while squishing out teeth and bone matter as he did. The sound of the smashing skull was so loud, Marilina could feel it inside of her own body. The boy looked back at Marilina.
“Wasn’t that great?” Mokara said.
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PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
I X
AUTHOR’S NOTE. THIS SEGMENT CONTAINS ANIMAL CRUELTY; SORRY BUT I MUST DESCRIBE IT FOR STORY REASONS.
(Nyota Uhura, somehow inside the mind of an Emarian, experiences the memories of a child. Try as she might, Uhura can not break the telepathic communication between her mind and the mind of the Emarian. Around her, and unaware of her captured mental state, Scotty-McCoy and Chekov watch the battle continue between the two beasts. Meanwhile, inside of Uhura’s mind.)
It was a bright sunny day, and hundreds of Emarian children were lined up with their parents who were standing behind them. It was a very cheery atmosphere. The scent of barbecued food was in the air, and the sweet sent of various candies as well. Emarian comedians, and clowns, worked the crowd over as the excitement ran through the gathered throng.
Marilina was no different. Just like the other gathered young children, standing in front their parents, she smiled at the sight of the festivities. She had been preparing for this moment ever since she had turned four years old. And now, at last, she would get to partake in one of the first steps of becoming an adult; the great Pachan hunt.
The massive stage area, which looked out on the gathered crowd, was where most of the city elders sat. They too were caught up in the excitement and were eating various foods as the time for the hunt neared.
At that moment, the mayor of the city, Enucien, who was the oldest and wisest of the community, stepped up to the podium. The enthusiastic noise of the crowd began to fade as Enucien began to speak.
“My friends,” Enucien said, “today we gather for the Pachan hunt!”
The crowd exploded into a new round of cheers, whistles and excited yelling. Again the noise eased as Enucien spoke again.
“Your children are about to begin their ascension into our society. Our history tells us that our kind have been hunting the Pachan in this manner for thousands of years. And while it is true we no longer need to hunt them for food, the practice is continued into our time as a celebration as to where we came from.” Enucien said. “As I speak, the Pachan wardens are handing out the ceremonial k’aloots. It probably wouldn’t surprise you to know that I still have mine!”
The crowd became loud as again and Enucien raised his K’aloot above his head. It was a weapon, cylinder in shape, made of solid wood, nearly the length of his arm. One side was larger than the other, and was shaped like a club. The other side was flattened with a very sharp edge.
“Now,” Enucien said to them all, “back in the day when I was a child, the ceremony we are having today wasn’t held. But, over the years, we have made this event more into a celebration of Emarian life, and I am glad for it, and so will you, children, and your parents!”
Marilina held out her hands and watched as the one of the Pachan wardens handed her a k’aloot. She wave very proud, and her father ran his hand through her hair with pride as well.
“Your very first k’aloot, Marilina, you’re mother would be as proud of you as I am.” He said as he held her close. “I am very confident you will enter the caves and bring out a slain Pachan pup on your first attempt.”
Marilina looked up at her father and smiled.
“I will father, I will!” She replied.
Moments later a loud horn like sound came from the massive speakers that had been set around the stage. At that moment, the children who stood in front of their parents, streaked away at a full run. They made their way down the grassy hill and across the small stream, and towards the caves in the short distance. The hunt had begun.
--
The Pachan came to the caves, drawn by instinct, to bare their offspring. And even though the hunt happened every year, and had for hundreds of years, the Pachan still came to the caves. They had too; they could not beat the pull of their instinctive nature.
The female Pachan would birth two offspring. The Emarian wardens would make sure that an equal amount of male and female cubs were hunted, and that the mother was slaughtered as well. The pups that were not slaughtered would be given shots and allowed to return to the wild.
The darkness inside the myriad of cave was alleviated by torches that were mounted on the cave walls. Groups and groups of Emarian children entered the caves, and soon their cheers, and scurrying feet, would permeate through-out the caverns. It was a time of great fun and excitement; especially when an Emarian child killed their first Pachan. It was a wondrous moment for a child.
Marilina, pushed on by raw peer pressure, and the shouts of encouragement by the wardens, ran through the caves like all the other kids did. And yet, as she ran with the other children, she didn’t feel the excitement they obviously did. Then, suddenly, she watched as one of her friends, Mokara, a boy from the same neighborhood she lived at, found one of the Pachan families. Where Marilina was just five years old, Mokara was six years old. And, like all boys his age, he acted very tough and brave as he neared the Pachan family.
Two small pups were nursing from the mother, having been born only moments before. Marilina smiled down on the mother Pachan as it stretched out on the rocky yet smooth ground. And, as if frozen in horror, Marilina could only watch as the boy, Mokara, struck the Pachan mother on its sleeping head, smashing the skull, while squishing out teeth and bone matter as he did. The sound of the smashing skull was so loud, Marilina could feel it inside of her own body. The boy looked back at Marilina.
“Wasn’t that great?” Mokara said.
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STAR TREK
PHASE-TWO
The Voyage Home
X
While following Mokara through the caves, Marilina wanted to reach out and stop Mokara from helping her find a pup to kill. Even though it was a right-of-passage on her world, she didn’t want to do it. All her life she had seen the pups as defenseless animals. And, running counterpoint to her desire not to hurt the animals was the information her father would discuss with her when they talked about killing the animals.
“Marilina,” her father would say, “these animals would procreate without limits if we didn’t hunt them. By killing them as much as we do, we allow those that survive a better chance to live without facing the hardship of starvation. By killing the very few that we do, we are really saving them all.”
Uhura, trapped inside of Marilina’s, had heard the same words from her own father back on Earth, when ever the topic came up. Uhura had decided to become a vegetarian in her early life, so wrapped up in the thought that killing animals, whether or sport or as food, was repugnant.
And now here she was, Nyota Uhura, reliving the childhood memories of an Emarian child, who thought the same way. Uhura wished she could yell at father, and show him how wrong he was. But there was no way to do that; she was stuck in the girls mind, almost as if she had been there all along as an observer.
Marilina reached out, as Mokara scurried before her the myriad maze of the cave. But before she could do anything, he came to a stop. He looked back to her.
“No one has been through that little passage,” Mokara said to Marilina, as he aimed his small torch toward a small opening in the cave. “I bet we’ll find a family of Pachan’s inside. Come on Marilina!” Mokara said with glee in his eyes.
She didn’t want to, but she followed her friend into the small, and obscure, cut-in of the cave.
--
USS ENTEPRISE
In orbit of the Planet Emaria
“What do you mean this is Borg?” Kirk asked Spock, not totally believing what his first officer had just said.
“Doctor McCoy, before he went down to the planet Emaria,” Spock began to tell Kirk, “wanted me to look into some anomalous readings he had taken of the dead animal, and so I did. You may find what I am about to tell you distressing.”
Kirk sat on one of the stools arrayed around Spock’s work counter, where the dead animal’s carcass was.
“Alright,” Kirk said, “what did you find?”
“Every fiber, every molecule,” Spock said as he pointed at different areas of the animal, “every piece of fur, the construction of the eyes, the blood-cells, skin, every part of this animal is fabricated.”
“Aren’t we all?” Kirk asked, thinking back to his own seventh-grade science class, where his science teacher, a very attractive middle-aged woman, tried her best to keep his young attention on science matters and not on her. “We eat food, we digest it, it becomes our skin, ect ect ect. You’re not telling me anything new here..”
Spock shot Kirk an annoyed look.
“Please Captain,” Spock said, “I am not discussing simple biology.”
“Excuse me,” Kirk added with a smile, “I’m just doing my best to sound ignorant of what you’re talking about so you can explain it to me in a way I can understand.”
“You are doing quite well,” Spock said, in a wry tone. “With the help of the new proton-microscope that Dr. Daystrom and his team engineered, and installed on the ship on our last trip to Earth, I can tell you without any doubt that at the smallest levels you can imagine, the animal before you is an advanced form of cyborgnetics.”
“Cyborgnetics?” Kirk asked with a slight smile. “You made that word up.”
“Quite the contrary, I assure you. It’s the study of combining organtic elements with inorganic elements, at even the most elementary level.” Spock told Kirk. “With this technology..”
“..We can make the world’s first Bionic-man, yeah yeah yeah, I get it.” Kirk said, cutting Spock off. “And this cat,” Kirk said pointing at the carcass, “is a cyborg?”
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While following Mokara through the caves, Marilina wanted to reach out and stop Mokara from helping her find a pup to kill. Even though it was a right-of-passage on her world, she didn’t want to do it. All her life she had seen the pups as defenseless animals. And, running counterpoint to her desire not to hurt the animals was the information her father would discuss with her when they talked about killing the animals.
“Marilina,” her father would say, “these animals would procreate without limits if we didn’t hunt them. By killing them as much as we do, we allow those that survive a better chance to live without facing the hardship of starvation. By killing the very few that we do, we are really saving them all.”
Uhura, trapped inside of Marilina’s, had heard the same words from her own father back on Earth, when ever the topic came up. Uhura had decided to become a vegetarian in her early life, so wrapped up in the thought that killing animals, whether or sport or as food, was repugnant.
And now here she was, Nyota Uhura, reliving the childhood memories of an Emarian child, who thought the same way. Uhura wished she could yell at father, and show him how wrong he was. But there was no way to do that; she was stuck in the girls mind, almost as if she had been there all along as an observer.
Marilina reached out, as Mokara scurried before her the myriad maze of the cave. But before she could do anything, he came to a stop. He looked back to her.
“No one has been through that little passage,” Mokara said to Marilina, as he aimed his small torch toward a small opening in the cave. “I bet we’ll find a family of Pachan’s inside. Come on Marilina!” Mokara said with glee in his eyes.
She didn’t want to, but she followed her friend into the small, and obscure, cut-in of the cave.
--
USS ENTEPRISE
In orbit of the Planet Emaria
“What do you mean this is Borg?” Kirk asked Spock, not totally believing what his first officer had just said.
“Doctor McCoy, before he went down to the planet Emaria,” Spock began to tell Kirk, “wanted me to look into some anomalous readings he had taken of the dead animal, and so I did. You may find what I am about to tell you distressing.”
Kirk sat on one of the stools arrayed around Spock’s work counter, where the dead animal’s carcass was.
“Alright,” Kirk said, “what did you find?”
“Every fiber, every molecule,” Spock said as he pointed at different areas of the animal, “every piece of fur, the construction of the eyes, the blood-cells, skin, every part of this animal is fabricated.”
“Aren’t we all?” Kirk asked, thinking back to his own seventh-grade science class, where his science teacher, a very attractive middle-aged woman, tried her best to keep his young attention on science matters and not on her. “We eat food, we digest it, it becomes our skin, ect ect ect. You’re not telling me anything new here..”
Spock shot Kirk an annoyed look.
“Please Captain,” Spock said, “I am not discussing simple biology.”
“Excuse me,” Kirk added with a smile, “I’m just doing my best to sound ignorant of what you’re talking about so you can explain it to me in a way I can understand.”
“You are doing quite well,” Spock said, in a wry tone. “With the help of the new proton-microscope that Dr. Daystrom and his team engineered, and installed on the ship on our last trip to Earth, I can tell you without any doubt that at the smallest levels you can imagine, the animal before you is an advanced form of cyborgnetics.”
“Cyborgnetics?” Kirk asked with a slight smile. “You made that word up.”
“Quite the contrary, I assure you. It’s the study of combining organtic elements with inorganic elements, at even the most elementary level.” Spock told Kirk. “With this technology..”
“..We can make the world’s first Bionic-man, yeah yeah yeah, I get it.” Kirk said, cutting Spock off. “And this cat,” Kirk said pointing at the carcass, “is a cyborg?”
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