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ONE OF THOSE DOUBLE POSTS..SORRY
Scorpio's STAR TREK
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And Yep..being Gill would not be a good thing...
I liked this sequence just to show that it isn't a KIRK-GARY-CHEKOV story. And with the new Spock on a ship, mostly alone with humans who dont seem to care for Androids (kind of like Data went through) it will be interesting to see how he fits in...
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RobertScorpio
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Star Trek; Phase One
An asteroid fragment, the size of a city block, approached Earth at a speed of nearly 30,000 miles per-hour. Although most of the object would be burned up entering Earth’s atmosphere, a sizable amount would remain which would obliterate a small island, nearly 300 miles off the cost of Australia. The angle of the blast would create a sizable tidal tsunami, but projections saw little harm from the wave. Though, most likely, ocean levels as far away as Hawaii and San Diego would be affected for nearly two days.
Starfleet’s science division could not account as to how the object broke from the rest of the debris cloud from the Clark/Dennison asteroid, and had gotten as far as it did with out being detected. It was as if it had gone through one of those crazy wormholes science fiction movies always depicted. A wormhole was as good as an explanation as anything else; at least for now.
Archer Island; United Space Agency Headquarters (an artificial island constructed off the coast of Florida.
The massive complex that housed Starfleet Command on Archer Island was a flurry of action. The entire command had been placed on red alert due to the approaching asteroid fragment.
And while those on duty hustled around, James Kirk sat alone in Colonel Pike’s office at Command HQ. The rest of the building may have been at full alert, but Kirk wasn’t. Not yet at least.
Kirk could only think about his son, his nearly one year old son, being kidnapped by some stranger named Tom Garak. Garak wanted to barter the baby’s life for sensitive tech that ran the Spock unit. Why this was so important to Garak had not been divulged.
And while Garak was responsible for this act, Kirk was not exactly happy with Carol Marcus either. Carol was David’s mother, and former romantic interest of Kirk. She had willingly handed their son over to Garak upon Garak revealing to her that Carol’s sister and her family were all being held captive as well. And unless Carol had given Garak little David, Carol’s sister and family would never be seen again. Carol acted on impulse and caved in on Garak’s demands sometime back. And while Kirk commended her for trying to save her sister’s life, inside he wish she hadn’t. It was a selfish emotion, Kirk knew. But he was only human. And now, because of Carol’s gamble, David’s life was in absolute peril.
The man responsible, Garak, loved to use threats against the innocent to get what he wanted apparently, and had earlier, during the conversation with Kirk, equated it to being just another job. Kirk and Pike were about to discuss what to do about the entire mess when the alert about the asteroid fragment came through, taking Pike away to deal with a more pressing matter.
At first, Kirk was content to sit alone in Pike’s office, await the end to the crisis, and not head down to the main tactical ops to help with the situation. But that was not his way. He stood up, put little David to the corner of his mind, and instead of being James T Kirk the mortal, he became Captain James T. Kirk of the United Space Agency, hero. It was in his blood to always help even when his own life and concerns should have been more paramount to him.
Upon opening the door to leave Pike’s office Kirk came upon Doctor Richard Daystrom waking through the corridor. Kirk was about to bring up the ordeal that he was going through, in relation to Daystrom’s invention, the Spock unit, but tabled it for now. Pike had told Kirk that much of the data discussed by Garak was top secret. Kirk would keep it that way; for now.
“Ah, Kirk,” Daystrom said. “I just left the Enterprise an hour ago after the alert came through. We were all evacuated off of the Enterprise, except for the crew. I just wanted to thank you for signing off on Spock’s next phase of development.”
“It’s no problem,” Kirk said as they both made their way to ops. “I found his advice most useful.” Kirk added, not revealing the fact that Spock’s best advice had been on the humanity side of the equation. And Spock’s own questions about his own artificial awareness had also flagged Kirk’s interest.
The two continued on their way toward ops. As they came into the large room, arrayed with several large monitors and control stations, and many scrambling officers, men and women, they headed over to where Pike was standing. Gary Mitchell was there too. Unknown to anyone, Gary had just gotten off a plane that had taken off from Archer Island and had been re-routed back to the island due to the asteroid fragment heading toward Earth.
“This looks pretty bad,” Daystrom said as he looked at the main tactical screen which showed the ever approaching fragment.
“And definitely most peculiar,” Pike added. “It is traveling at a speed faster than any of fragments from the debris cloud. My nerds in the science department, most of whom are about as atheistic as a rock on the bottom of the ocean, equated this situation to a disgruntled God willing the asteroid to come to Earth and smash out a city that lived in sin.”
“God is a mysterious man,” Daystrom countered; obviously a believer.
Gary had to fight back a smile. Unknown to anyone else, except for Khan up on Mars, it was Gary who had indeed, using his growing powers, willed the fragment to strike the island, killing all those on it; chiefly John Gill, who had betrayed Khan. At this point it became obvious to Gary that Starfleet was unaware of Gill being on the island with his followers.
But Khan knew Gill was there. And it was Gary Mitchell, who had made a bizarre deal with Khan. Khan knew of Gary’s growing abilities and suggested this act in exchange for any information Khan had on baby David Marcus’s abductor, and Khan’s silence about Gary’s abilities, and the fact that Chekov had been infected with a parasite.
Once this current emergency was over, Mitchell would find Tom Garak, save the baby, and then utterly kill, in a most violent way, Garak. It was only a matter of time.
“Is the island inhabited?” Kirk asked Pike.
“Not as far as we know,” Pike replied.
Gary had to contain his own laughter. But the secret was about to be exposed.
Suddenly one of the officers at one of the various operations post looked up to Pike, who stood on an upper level which looked down at the ops stations.
“Sir, we’re receiving a distress signal from the island,” the officer said.
“Did you say a distress signal? From who?” Pike inquired.
The officer was listening to someone talk to him via the headset he wore.
“Sir,” the officer replied, “this person claims to be former Senator John Gill.”
“Isn’t he the one who is trying to set up another world government?” Richard Daystrom asked.
“Yes he is,” Pike answered. “Not exactly who I would have expected to receive a distress signal from. Nonetheless,” Pike said to the officer, “put it up on the main screen.”
They all turned their attention to the main screen. A countdown from impact could be seen on the lower left-hand side of the screen. It was just over fifteen minutes.
“This is John Gill,” Gill said. “I am sending this signal to all those who can receive it. The island that is about to be obliterated by the asteroid fragment has been, for sometime, a secret post where myself, and officials from countries loyal to our cause to offer the people of Earth a choice in a world government. Now, it would appear, every exit, and way off of the island, has been blocked. Some outside force has seen to it that no one here, on this island, is to survive this attack. I accuse the United Space Agency puppets, in behalf of their UN masters, for this act of aggression.”
It was a most stunning accusation.
“Many women and children will die,” Gill said in a soft and defiant voice. “I just wanted you at the United Space Agency, and the media outlets I am transmitting this signal to, to know the truth of what has happened on this day.”
And as to make a point, the view on the monitors panned away from Gill and showed a very large crowd of people who were gathered on the island in some kind of conference center. There were men and women, even children, who had been living on the island all this time apparently.
Pike, who muted the mic, looked around at his people in ops.
“How could we not have known that many people were on that island?” Pike wondered out loud.
At first, as Kirk saw the large crowd on the screen, he could only wish them well. But to him they were just strangers and at this point there was nothing he could do for them. That was until he recognized, toward the right end of the crowd, a little baby; it was David. He was being held by a man with long flowing gray hair.
Gary, too, suddenly recognized little David. But Gary also recognized the man holding David; Tom Garak. It was then that Gary realized that Khan had played him like a fool. By convincing Gary to destroy the planet, Khan had signed David’s death certificate. And because of the drain on his abilities to bring the asteroid closer to Earth instantly, and to maintain its speed as well, Gary had used much of his power and it had left him feeling drained. There was nothing Gary could do to stop the asteroid fragment from hitting the island and killing his best friend’s son.
Pike looked over to Kirk, having recognized David as well.
“Jim,” Pike said softly, “I’m so sorry.”
Kirk’s face betrayed his emotions. He was a defeated man.
“What is wrong Kirk?” Daystrom asked, putting his hand on Kirk’s shoulder, trying to comfort the younger man. “Do you know someone on that island?”
Kirk nodded slowly. “The baby on the right hand side of the screen,” Kirk said to Daystrom, “is mine. He was kidnapped, probably by the man holding him.”
“Oh dear lord,” Daystrom said. “Why? Why would someone kidnap your son and take them to that place?”
Kirk looked to Pike, who in turn nodded, giving Kirk permission to speak.
“They kidnapped my son so as to get Spock’s matrix,” Kirk said to Daystrom.
A look of guilt came over Daystrom’s face.
“I’m so sorry Kirk,” Daystrom said. “If I had known maybe…” Daystrom’s voice trailed off. Then he continued, “Kirk, there may yet be away to save your son. I’m not saying it will work, but we can try.”
Kirk turned to face Daystrom.
“What do you mean?” Kirk asked looking up at the screen and seeing the 12 minute countdown.
“Come with me,” Daystrom, “we don’t have much time.”
And with that, Kirk followed Daystrom down the main corridor. Being interested as well, Gary jogged along with them.
“Where are we going?” Gary asked Daystrom and Kirk.
“I have been working on a new device with my friends over at the Quantum Mechanics lab. It’s very top secret so I must ask you two to not divulge anything you are about to see,” Daystrom said as they made it to the elevator and went up seven levels.
“What exactly are you talking about?” Kirk asked.
“For sometime now,” Daystrom said as they rode the elevator, “we have been working on a device that can transfer matter from one place to another.”
“You mean like that movie the Fly?” Gary asked.
“Yes, a very droll example, but an acceptable comparison,” Daystrom said to Mitchell. “Though, to be honest, our model would not require a receptor on the other end in order to work. Plus, at a coordinated time, the object could be beamed back, so long as a lock was kept on the person who was transported.”
“Beamed?” Gary asked. “What are you saying?”
Daystrom looked as serious as he ever had since Kirk had known him.
“I believe I can transport you to that Island to save your son. You, and all that that implies, will be stored as a data-stream. Then a signal will transfer that data to that island, and you will be re-assembled there, just as you are now,” Daystrom said. “Kirk, I lost my daughter years ago in train accident. If I could create a time-machine to go back and save her, believe me, I would. I am not saying you will live. You could end up being stuck on the island, or die during the transfer process. But although you and I may not agree on much, I do believe either of us would risk our lives to save our children.”
Kirk nodded in agreement as the doors to the elevator opened and deposited them into the main science lab. Kirk and Gary followed Daystrom to a control panel. Situated nearly ten feet away was a round, glowing platform on the ground.
“We call this thing a transporter,” Daystrom said to them both as he clipped a device on Kirk’s shirt. “Just step on that platform, and don’t take that clip off. I can use the GPS coordinates that were on the monitor to beam you to that island, and into that room. I will set the retraction time at,” Daystrom looked at the clock, there were nine minutes left before the fragment would it, “eight minutes. At that point you will be beamed back no matter what.”
“How many times have you used this thing?” Gary asked as Kirk walked over to the platform.
“We have been using it on a experimental level for about a month,” Daystrom replied.
“And how many people have you sent through?” Gary countered.
“Kirk will be the first,” Daystrom allowed. “That’s why I can’t guarantee this will work,” he added.
“Let me do this Jim,” Gary suggested.
“I can’t ask you to risk your life,” Kirk replied. “I have to do this. You just promise me that if I don’t come back from this, you’ll get them to name a ship after me or some dumb thing like that.”
Gary smiled. Kirk had meant everything to Gary. It was Kirk who had convinced him to join Starfleet and join the Officer’s program. They had known each other since high-school. They had given each other a couple bloody noses over that time, but had shared more laughter in return.
“Alright,” Daystrom finally said. “Energizing.”
At first nothing happened. And then a strange effect came over Kirk’s body. It was as if he was shimmering out of existence, and then he was gone.
Continued…
Cool Transporter.
RobertScorpio
Pariah
I just hope there isn't a fly on Kirk's body anywhere...I remember Brundlefly quite well...how about Kirkfly?
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Scorpio's STAR TREK--THE FINALE
STAR TREK PHASE ONE
Season Finale..
THE FIRST TIME
Although the actual beaming only took five seconds to complete, in Jim Kirk’s mind it was as if he had found eternity. Could a man’s soul record the passage of time while disassembled? Were such images just forced creation upon being reassembled on the other end? Or, in those few seconds when one’s mind is between existence, and outside reality, that we can exist as something else? Could the transporter beam actually takes us back to the time before we were human, angelic even, if there was such an existence?
Kirk opened his eyes and just as he did he heard a voice in his mind whisper one word: Edith.
Kirk forced himself to open his eyes. He was on a cold slab of pavement. He struggled to stand up and, luckily, found a row of clothing, including jackets that he had seen on many of the people earlier on the prompters. He put one on. The risk was very apparent. He had seven minutes to find his son. If anyone recognized James, it would cause a ruckus. He slid the jacket on and put on a baseball cap that had fallen off the myriad racks of clothing in the room.
It was pure luck that Kirk hadn’t materialized inside one of the walls and died instantly. Luckily the experimental transporter had the ability to detect such ‘obstacles’ and Daystrom found the closest non-obstructed place to put Kirk.
As Kirk entered the large conference room and became just one of the large throng, he had no feeling of guilt. He was there to rescue his son, and that’s it. Had he been just an observer able to step back and look at events as they were happening, he may have labeled himself as a self-serving man who was comprised of single thoughts. But that’s what someone becomes when they are attempting to save a life more precious than their own.
The lights inside the conference were actually slightly dimmed. This made it easier for Kirk to blend in with the crowd, pretending to be one of them, as he made his way. He looked around to try and orientate himself as to where he was. Then he recognized some of the background he had seen on the prompter earlier. He then started to make his way towards the area he had seen David.
It was almost as if he were walking through a ghost yard. All these people, in less than five minutes, would be dead. He saw men and women and children as he made his way. Some of them looked depressed. Some of them were drinking it up because they knew they didn’t have long to live. But one thing it was, was loud.
Kirk passed several parents holding their kids. The look on some of the childrens' faces revealed that they had no idea what was about to happen to them. Maybe it was best that way, Kirk decided. Their eyes held the wonder of a child, with all that life ahead of them. But then, like a twisted joke, it was as bitter as life could be. Kirk wished he could save them all, but he couldn’t. He wished he could reach down, pick up the little three year old girl who he had just walked past. She was wearing a nice dress and was holding her teddy-bear. Kirk wished he could save her; just bring her with him, so that she could live out her life. But the humanity inside of him, the part that propels us to save ourselves and our children above all others, took over and he walked right past her.
--
Colonel Pike watched as the main screen showed the large amount of people where were about to die. Gill’s voice could be heard.
“You have done this,” Gill said in an accusatory voice. “The USS Lexington was supposed to be cataloging the asteroid. Perhaps they were the ones who changed the course of the fragment and sent it at us.”
“No, that is not what happened,” Pike replied through his side of the connections. All over the world, as the event happened, those who were watching could also hear the exchanges between Gill and Pike.
Suddenly, just to the lower left from where Pike stood, one of the officers manning a tactical post looked up to Pike. Pike silenced his microphone.
“What is it Lieutenant?” Colonel Pike asked.
“Sir,” the younger man replied, “We are detecting a launch of sometime on that island.”
“Put it on the screen,” Pike replied.
The image was being captured, real time, from an orbiting satellite. A large vessel, nearly an exact duplicate to the Constellation class starship, rose from a specially made launch platform.
“Could something that large survive going through the atmosphere?” Pike asked.
“It’s feasible,” one of the science officers said.
“What you are no doubt seeing,” Gill’s voice said finally, “is the launch of the Botany Bay. It is comprised of a crew that was selected at random. They will be the flag carriers of our cause.”
“You should be on that ship, Senator.” Pike said.
“We don’t operate like that,” Gill said as his image came back on the screen. “My life is but one. This brave crew will explore space and…”
Suddenly the Botany Bay exploded.
“How could you!” Gill yelled into the mic.
--
The Island Lair of John Gill
As the crowd in the conference room gasped at the sight of the televised explosion of the Botany Bay and the sudden death to those aboard her, Kirk made his way slowly through the crowd. And then, he saw him -- baby David. He was in the arms of the stranger with long gray hair. And then Tom Garak looked Kirk’s way.
At first Garak discounted the stranger coming towards him. At first Garak thought it was just another one of the crowd. But then Garak recognized James T. Kirk. Garak turned away from Kirk and stepped up onto the stage that over looked the gathered crowed of nearly a thousand or more. Kirk chased after him and was on the stage as well. With his other free hand, Garak grabbed a microphone and turned it on.
“Everyone,” Garak yelled. “Look who we have before us! Don’t come any closer Kirk!” Garak yelled as he held the baby closer, and in a threatening motion.
The loud sounds of the crowd subsided as Kirk and Garak stood on the stage.
All over the world, and at Starfleet Command as well, people could see two men on some sort of stage. One of them was holding what appeared to be a baby, and the other was someone that most of world knew. It was none other than Captain James T. Kirk.
“How did he get there?” Pike whispered softly. Then Pike remembered the memos he had seen about an experimental transport system Daystrom had been working. But that device was very top-secret.
“Give me the baby,” Kirk pleaded for all to hear.
“How did you get here?” Garak countered.
Kirk looked at a wall mounted digital clock on the wall behind where Garak stood. There were only two minutes left.
“I was teleported here by a top-secret device,” Kirk said honestly, in a soft voice. “Only one person can return with me. I’m sorry.”
The crowd started shouting angrily at Kirk, some even began to come up onto the stage to confront Kirk.
“No, Kirk,” Garak said with an angry look on his face. “You don’t get to win this time. This time Superman loses!”
Garak held the baby, David, out toward Kirk. “Save your son?! NO!!!!”
Then Garak threw the baby down to the crowd below. Kirk tried to catch his son, but landed on the hard wood stage with a loud thud. He could only watch helplessly, as the crowd caught the innocent child and began to commit violent acts on the defenseless child. The billions of people who watched all over the world could only stare in terror as the mob mentality took over and caused civilized humans to do such horrible acts. The mob rushed Kirk, to kill him as well, but then Kirk shimmered out of existence. His last memory of David was watching his son be nothing more than a piñata at the demented pleasure of those who faced impending death.
And that death came as the asteroid remnant struck the island, killing all those on it instantly.
Kirk rematerialized on the transporter pad. He was lying on the on the ground, but now in the sterile compounds of the science department at Starfleet Command. He stared blankly ahead, a lone tear coming from his eyes.
“No…no..” he whispered silently, reaching for the son he would never hold again.
Over by the transporter machine, Gary Mitchell and Richard Daystrom could only watch in silence as Kirk remained on the transporter pad; consumed by his lost.
Gary also felt the pang of guilt build inside of him like none other he had ever felt before. And the anger began to build inside of him as well. He had reached out with his mind and had destroyed the Botany Bay. But that act was not sufficient enough. Gary would hunt down Khan until his dying days if necessary.
“I feel sorry for Kirk,” Daystrom said softly to Gary. “He will never father another child again. I didn’t either after my daughter died.”
“He’s strong,” Gary countered with his own whisper.
The two men walked over to where Kirk was and helped him off the ground.
“I’m so sorry Jim,” Gary said to Kirk as he hugged his friend. Tears also came down from Gary’s eyes. He had killed Jim’s son, and the only one who knew the truth was a mad man named Khan. But since Khan would not be getting the Botany Bay, Gary knew exactly where he was; on Mars.
Gary thought about telling Kirk everything. How he, Gary, had evolved to a new form of humanity with powers beyond compare. He wanted to tell Kirk how he had unwittingly set the fragment on its way to destroy Gill, only to destroy Kirk’s son as well. Gary knew that if he didn’t tell Kirk, Khan would most certainly find away to instead.
But, in the end, Gary decided the best way to hide the truth was to kill anyone who knew of it. Gary was the Captain of the USS Reliant. It was time to convince Colonel Pike to let him return to Mars.
--
Mars
Khan watched in silence as the news images repeated the entire sequence of events for the umpteenth time. It showed Kirk’s showdown on the conference room stage with Garak. Kirk was pleading with Garak to hand David over to him. And then, as Garak threw the child, the images showed the gruesome attacks on the child. Then the scene went bright as the comet struck, and the signal ended.
“Revenge,” Khan said, “is a dish best served cold, Gary Mitchell.”
And where Khan was, on Mars, it was definitely cold. Only he and five of his followers survived now, after the warehouse fiasco nearly a year previously . Khan also knew that Gary Mitchell would no doubt act out in revenge as well, and come for him. But Khan was ready for him. He looked over at the subspace communications device that Gill had given him all those months ago. Khan flipped a switch on it. Another person’s face came on the screen.
“It is done,” Khan said. “I am quite sure Gary Mitchell will come here to Mars to destroy me for assisting him in killing Kirk’s son. It’s up to you now.”
“It is a shame that the universe has conspired in this way against Kirk. It will make him into a warrior, and he will thank you someday. And as for you Khan? Do not worry; we will keep up our part of the bargain,” a voice said from the prompter. “If this Gary Mitchell is indeed the next step in humanoid evolution, The Romulan Empire must possess him,” the voice belonging to Praefectus’alae Gnaeus said.
Khan watched the screen go dark. He thought he had made contact with the Romulans quite by mistake in the past two days while making adjustments to the subspace transmitter. Eventually, and after much discussion, Khan became aware that the Romulans had monitored the conversation between Khan and Mitchell hours earlier.
The Romulans were not aware that Earth had attained subspace communications and when they monitored Earth's progression, they also decided to monitor the content of the communications as well. So when they came across Khan/Mitchell's conversation earlier, and then the asteroid fragment altered course, they became even more interested in the human named Gary Mitchell and began a dialog with Khan.
“How will you keep up your part of the bargain and get me off this planet before he gets here?” Khan asked.
“Do not concern your self with such matters.” Gneaus said in a most calm collected way. “When the time comes we will be ready.”
And the screen went dark.
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SEASON
STAR TREK PHASE ONE
Season Finale..
THE FIRST TIME
Although the actual beaming only took five seconds to complete, in Jim Kirk’s mind it was as if he had found eternity. Could a man’s soul record the passage of time while disassembled? Were such images just forced creation upon being reassembled on the other end? Or, in those few seconds when one’s mind is between existence, and outside reality, that we can exist as something else? Could the transporter beam actually takes us back to the time before we were human, angelic even, if there was such an existence?
Kirk opened his eyes and just as he did he heard a voice in his mind whisper one word: Edith.
Kirk forced himself to open his eyes. He was on a cold slab of pavement. He struggled to stand up and, luckily, found a row of clothing, including jackets that he had seen on many of the people earlier on the prompters. He put one on. The risk was very apparent. He had seven minutes to find his son. If anyone recognized James, it would cause a ruckus. He slid the jacket on and put on a baseball cap that had fallen off the myriad racks of clothing in the room.
It was pure luck that Kirk hadn’t materialized inside one of the walls and died instantly. Luckily the experimental transporter had the ability to detect such ‘obstacles’ and Daystrom found the closest non-obstructed place to put Kirk.
As Kirk entered the large conference room and became just one of the large throng, he had no feeling of guilt. He was there to rescue his son, and that’s it. Had he been just an observer able to step back and look at events as they were happening, he may have labeled himself as a self-serving man who was comprised of single thoughts. But that’s what someone becomes when they are attempting to save a life more precious than their own.
The lights inside the conference were actually slightly dimmed. This made it easier for Kirk to blend in with the crowd, pretending to be one of them, as he made his way. He looked around to try and orientate himself as to where he was. Then he recognized some of the background he had seen on the prompter earlier. He then started to make his way towards the area he had seen David.
It was almost as if he were walking through a ghost yard. All these people, in less than five minutes, would be dead. He saw men and women and children as he made his way. Some of them looked depressed. Some of them were drinking it up because they knew they didn’t have long to live. But one thing it was, was loud.
Kirk passed several parents holding their kids. The look on some of the childrens' faces revealed that they had no idea what was about to happen to them. Maybe it was best that way, Kirk decided. Their eyes held the wonder of a child, with all that life ahead of them. But then, like a twisted joke, it was as bitter as life could be. Kirk wished he could save them all, but he couldn’t. He wished he could reach down, pick up the little three year old girl who he had just walked past. She was wearing a nice dress and was holding her teddy-bear. Kirk wished he could save her; just bring her with him, so that she could live out her life. But the humanity inside of him, the part that propels us to save ourselves and our children above all others, took over and he walked right past her.
--
Colonel Pike watched as the main screen showed the large amount of people where were about to die. Gill’s voice could be heard.
“You have done this,” Gill said in an accusatory voice. “The USS Lexington was supposed to be cataloging the asteroid. Perhaps they were the ones who changed the course of the fragment and sent it at us.”
“No, that is not what happened,” Pike replied through his side of the connections. All over the world, as the event happened, those who were watching could also hear the exchanges between Gill and Pike.
Suddenly, just to the lower left from where Pike stood, one of the officers manning a tactical post looked up to Pike. Pike silenced his microphone.
“What is it Lieutenant?” Colonel Pike asked.
“Sir,” the younger man replied, “We are detecting a launch of sometime on that island.”
“Put it on the screen,” Pike replied.
The image was being captured, real time, from an orbiting satellite. A large vessel, nearly an exact duplicate to the Constellation class starship, rose from a specially made launch platform.
“Could something that large survive going through the atmosphere?” Pike asked.
“It’s feasible,” one of the science officers said.
“What you are no doubt seeing,” Gill’s voice said finally, “is the launch of the Botany Bay. It is comprised of a crew that was selected at random. They will be the flag carriers of our cause.”
“You should be on that ship, Senator.” Pike said.
“We don’t operate like that,” Gill said as his image came back on the screen. “My life is but one. This brave crew will explore space and…”
Suddenly the Botany Bay exploded.
“How could you!” Gill yelled into the mic.
--
The Island Lair of John Gill
As the crowd in the conference room gasped at the sight of the televised explosion of the Botany Bay and the sudden death to those aboard her, Kirk made his way slowly through the crowd. And then, he saw him -- baby David. He was in the arms of the stranger with long gray hair. And then Tom Garak looked Kirk’s way.
At first Garak discounted the stranger coming towards him. At first Garak thought it was just another one of the crowd. But then Garak recognized James T. Kirk. Garak turned away from Kirk and stepped up onto the stage that over looked the gathered crowed of nearly a thousand or more. Kirk chased after him and was on the stage as well. With his other free hand, Garak grabbed a microphone and turned it on.
“Everyone,” Garak yelled. “Look who we have before us! Don’t come any closer Kirk!” Garak yelled as he held the baby closer, and in a threatening motion.
The loud sounds of the crowd subsided as Kirk and Garak stood on the stage.
All over the world, and at Starfleet Command as well, people could see two men on some sort of stage. One of them was holding what appeared to be a baby, and the other was someone that most of world knew. It was none other than Captain James T. Kirk.
“How did he get there?” Pike whispered softly. Then Pike remembered the memos he had seen about an experimental transport system Daystrom had been working. But that device was very top-secret.
“Give me the baby,” Kirk pleaded for all to hear.
“How did you get here?” Garak countered.
Kirk looked at a wall mounted digital clock on the wall behind where Garak stood. There were only two minutes left.
“I was teleported here by a top-secret device,” Kirk said honestly, in a soft voice. “Only one person can return with me. I’m sorry.”
The crowd started shouting angrily at Kirk, some even began to come up onto the stage to confront Kirk.
“No, Kirk,” Garak said with an angry look on his face. “You don’t get to win this time. This time Superman loses!”
Garak held the baby, David, out toward Kirk. “Save your son?! NO!!!!”
Then Garak threw the baby down to the crowd below. Kirk tried to catch his son, but landed on the hard wood stage with a loud thud. He could only watch helplessly, as the crowd caught the innocent child and began to commit violent acts on the defenseless child. The billions of people who watched all over the world could only stare in terror as the mob mentality took over and caused civilized humans to do such horrible acts. The mob rushed Kirk, to kill him as well, but then Kirk shimmered out of existence. His last memory of David was watching his son be nothing more than a piñata at the demented pleasure of those who faced impending death.
And that death came as the asteroid remnant struck the island, killing all those on it instantly.
Kirk rematerialized on the transporter pad. He was lying on the on the ground, but now in the sterile compounds of the science department at Starfleet Command. He stared blankly ahead, a lone tear coming from his eyes.
“No…no..” he whispered silently, reaching for the son he would never hold again.
Over by the transporter machine, Gary Mitchell and Richard Daystrom could only watch in silence as Kirk remained on the transporter pad; consumed by his lost.
Gary also felt the pang of guilt build inside of him like none other he had ever felt before. And the anger began to build inside of him as well. He had reached out with his mind and had destroyed the Botany Bay. But that act was not sufficient enough. Gary would hunt down Khan until his dying days if necessary.
“I feel sorry for Kirk,” Daystrom said softly to Gary. “He will never father another child again. I didn’t either after my daughter died.”
“He’s strong,” Gary countered with his own whisper.
The two men walked over to where Kirk was and helped him off the ground.
“I’m so sorry Jim,” Gary said to Kirk as he hugged his friend. Tears also came down from Gary’s eyes. He had killed Jim’s son, and the only one who knew the truth was a mad man named Khan. But since Khan would not be getting the Botany Bay, Gary knew exactly where he was; on Mars.
Gary thought about telling Kirk everything. How he, Gary, had evolved to a new form of humanity with powers beyond compare. He wanted to tell Kirk how he had unwittingly set the fragment on its way to destroy Gill, only to destroy Kirk’s son as well. Gary knew that if he didn’t tell Kirk, Khan would most certainly find away to instead.
But, in the end, Gary decided the best way to hide the truth was to kill anyone who knew of it. Gary was the Captain of the USS Reliant. It was time to convince Colonel Pike to let him return to Mars.
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Mars
Khan watched in silence as the news images repeated the entire sequence of events for the umpteenth time. It showed Kirk’s showdown on the conference room stage with Garak. Kirk was pleading with Garak to hand David over to him. And then, as Garak threw the child, the images showed the gruesome attacks on the child. Then the scene went bright as the comet struck, and the signal ended.
“Revenge,” Khan said, “is a dish best served cold, Gary Mitchell.”
And where Khan was, on Mars, it was definitely cold. Only he and five of his followers survived now, after the warehouse fiasco nearly a year previously . Khan also knew that Gary Mitchell would no doubt act out in revenge as well, and come for him. But Khan was ready for him. He looked over at the subspace communications device that Gill had given him all those months ago. Khan flipped a switch on it. Another person’s face came on the screen.
“It is done,” Khan said. “I am quite sure Gary Mitchell will come here to Mars to destroy me for assisting him in killing Kirk’s son. It’s up to you now.”
“It is a shame that the universe has conspired in this way against Kirk. It will make him into a warrior, and he will thank you someday. And as for you Khan? Do not worry; we will keep up our part of the bargain,” a voice said from the prompter. “If this Gary Mitchell is indeed the next step in humanoid evolution, The Romulan Empire must possess him,” the voice belonging to Praefectus’alae Gnaeus said.
Khan watched the screen go dark. He thought he had made contact with the Romulans quite by mistake in the past two days while making adjustments to the subspace transmitter. Eventually, and after much discussion, Khan became aware that the Romulans had monitored the conversation between Khan and Mitchell hours earlier.
The Romulans were not aware that Earth had attained subspace communications and when they monitored Earth's progression, they also decided to monitor the content of the communications as well. So when they came across Khan/Mitchell's conversation earlier, and then the asteroid fragment altered course, they became even more interested in the human named Gary Mitchell and began a dialog with Khan.
“How will you keep up your part of the bargain and get me off this planet before he gets here?” Khan asked.
“Do not concern your self with such matters.” Gneaus said in a most calm collected way. “When the time comes we will be ready.”
And the screen went dark.
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SEASON
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Interesting so how long until season 2.
RobertScorpio
Pariah
Towards the end of April/start of May. Hopefully people will be able to pick up where it left off with out any trouble. I'll probably post a recount again right before it starts back up...
The Romulans..Khan...Kirk vs Gary Mitchell...my version of V'GR. We will find out there is already a Federation. And we'll start hearing rumors of a super-race called the..ta-da...BORG. Chekov's hidden parasite will make her an interesting character to keep an eye on. Spock will be fun to watch grow as a character...
I can't wait!!!
Rob
Sounds great.
RobertScorpio
Pariah
Yeah..it came to me at the last second. But it will be part of what motivated my version of Kirk to shy away from commiting to a long term relationship, and will make him find his family with 'Spock-McCoy' and his ship; the Enterprise.
Well...until Edith Keeler comes along...
Rob
hellsgate
Commodore
I'd love to design an anthology-style website for you, Rob. At Geocities -- just like I did for Smeos & for "Star Trek: New Worlds".
http://www.geocities.com/smeos1
http://www.geocities.com/smeos1
RobertScorpio
Pariah
Hey...that is kicking-ass cool...and yes I would be honored. In fact, if anything, I'd love to do the follow up to Phase one (phase two) up there...
By the way, the phases are actually the phases of Kirk's life...phase one? Why he never loved again (the death of David Marcus) and why he could never commit to long term relationships...we now know why..
Phase Two? His eventual showdown with his best friend; Gary Mitchell. And the growing relationship with his new friend..Spock..
But yeah! Sounds fun....just tell me what I gotta do and i'm there!!!
Rob
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