STAR TREK: EXODUS

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For the first time in several months Benjamin Lafayette Sisko opened his eyes. It was the first time he had done so since the destruction of Earth. He was inside of the stasis chamber, and as his eyes focused, he could see a man in some sort of military uniform staring down at him.

Sisko looked about the stasis chamber that he was contained in and saw a button near his left hand. He pressed and the stasis chamber slid open, creating a slight hissing sound as it did.

“Time to rise and shine,” Q said with a smile.

Sisko, still stretched out across the stasis chamber, sat up.

“I’m sorry,” Sisko said to Q, “but do I know you? Where is Jim Kirk? Where is my wife?”

Sisko was dressed in a medical gown. Q, ever one to be prim and proper, snapped his right fingers, and instantly Sisko was in a Starfleet uniform.

“Whoa,” Sisko said as he saw his new garb. “Thank you for the new clothes, but I’m not in Starfleet.”

“You sure are picky,” Q said, as he snapped his fingers again. This time he let Sisko’s mind decide on what he would wear.

Sisko was now wearing black slacks and a red button down shirt, with a baseball hat on his head. Q looked at the hat.

“Baseball,” Q said with a very disrespectful tone. “I have been to funerals that had more excitement.”

“The best thing about baseball,” Sisko said with a smile, “is that it’s linear.”

“The best thing about baseball is when the last out is made, and the torture is over,” Q added with a wry tone in his voice.

“Again, who are you?” Sisko asked. “And where is Jim Kirk?” Sisko looked around and he saw several officers, including McCoy, staring through the observation window, trying in vane to open the door but having no luck.

“All in good time,” Q said, with a re-freshened tone in his voice. “I see you noticed that no one will be able to disturb us; at least not for a while. But do not worry, I have not come here to harm you…. yet. As for who or what I might be? My name is God, Vishnu, Buddha, if you want it to be. Or you can just call me Q.”

“You’re God?” Sisko said with a quick laugh. “If so, then we’re all screwed.”

“Do you mock me sir?” Q asked. “I have brought you back from your little land of OZ, Dorothy, and soon your little wife and son will come running in here and you will be reunited as a family. Doesn’t that just make you feel all gooey inside and want to hug me and say thanks?” Q asked, as he pretended to sob, and dabbed his eyes of non existent tears.

“I assume since you seem to know why I was in stasis. By bringing me back, before our arrival at Celestial Temple of the Prophets, you may have destroyed the collective souls of humanity.”

Q shook his head.

“Do even realize how silly that sounds?” Q asked. “The collective soul of humanity; do you write your own material?”

Sisko’s patience was beginning to run out.

“Alright,” Sisko said, “if you won’t tell me what you’re doing, then I’ll go find someone else who can.”

“Very well,” Q said. “Just wait for a moment and then I will tell why I woke you up. I just thought we might have some quiet time, and bond as good friends.”

The look on Sisko’s face was all Q needed to see.

“Okay, perhaps we won’t be friends after all,” Q said, “but we do need each other, Benny.”

“We need each other for what?” Sisko asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he asked the question.

“You’re a pretty smart fellow,” Q began to say, “so let me start by saying that I know you are here on behalf of the beings, pests is what I them, that reside inside of the Celestial Temple.” Q stated.

“And how is it you know this?” Sisko asked.

“Oh, didn’t I tell you,” Q said, “I know everything; well, usually.”

“Go on,” Sisko said.

“Yeah, go on; Q,” said a third voice via the intercom.

Q and Sisko looked over to the door to observation room they were in and saw Kirk standing there. He snapped his fingers, and Kirk disappeared and then reappeared in the medical room.

“Ahh, now we can get on with it; Kirk has come to the recue! Let me guess,” Q said, with a smug smile, “Somehow the Prophets told you to come here because he,” Q said, pointing at Sisko “was in danger.”

“No,” Kirk replied. “Doctor McCoy told me there was some sort of madman in here talking with Ben, and I could only think of one person who could fit the bill; you. By the way Ben, it is good to see you up and around. Now, Q, what the hell are you doing on my ship?” Kirk asked, as he came into the room.

“Do you know him?” Sisko asked Kirk.

“Yes,” Kirk replied, “we’ve had dealings in the past with him, and others of his kind.” Kirk replied. “Its interesting that he calls the beings in the wormhole pests because, to be frank, he should look at himself in the mirror.”

“That was not nice,” Q protested. “However, I don’t have time for this witty banter.”

“Why?” Kirk asked. “And where were you about an hour ago when the Borg pretty much destroyed what was left of the Romulan civilization and Earth’s government?” Kirk added.

“That is why I am here. And first off,” Q said, “your pathetic President and Sarek, and all the others in your silly Starfleet, are still alive. Why I’m even bothering telling you this is beyond me, since I am nothing but a pest. But they were not destroyed by the Borg. Well; not yet.”

“Why I should even believe you, is equally beyond me,” Kirk said, as he sat on one of the medical stools, “but go ahead. Why are you here now?”

“I was at home,” Q explained, whimsically, “in my entertainment room, with Dolby 5000.1 surround sound, watching the universe unfold as I always do. When I came across that incredible space battle going on between the Borg and everyone else. I’m not really big on space battles, being omnipotent and all, but, hey, it had been sometime since I had seen a real good one that I stayed around and watched. Let me tell you; when I’anti’s ship exploded it really was amazing.”

“He was a good friend,” Kirk said to Q. “I hardly call his death amazing,”

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[RobertScorpio]

STAR TREK
EXODUS

“A Time For Us”

Jim Kirk sat in his command chair, and watched as the crew did their work. Much had changed, since the original Enterprise had first left Earth. Spock, Scotty, Gary and Chekov had all been killed in action, and Sulu was in custody for the murder of Scotty. Only Uhura and McCoy remained; the last of the original bridge crew, other than Kirk. They had all met, that first night, all met way back at the academy. And as Kirk recalled that first meeting, he smiled. The day had begun in the infirmary.

Gary Mitchell was in the infirmary with a broken nose, after being punched in the face by his drill sergeant after throwing up on him. And then, Nadya arrived and…

begin flashback

James T Kirk entered the infirmary of the training complex. He flirted with the nurse on duty, a very attractive lady in her early 50s, and then he followed her directions. He entered a med-room and found Gary Mitchell, in bed, with a massive bandage/bridge on his nose.

Jim Kirk grinned. “There you go again,” Kirk said with humor in his voice, “sticking your nose up someone else’s ass.”

“Shut-up,” Mitchell replied. “Did you bring it?”

Kirk nodded and handed Mitchell a data-chip. It was the latest issue of Penthouse, downloaded in total Hi-def. Gary slipped the chip into the remote control, then turned on the monitor and started to look at the pictures.

“You need to get along better with people,” Jim said as he sat in the chair next to the bed. “Even McCoy thinks you’re an asshole, and you only just met him two weeks ago.”

“You know why I’m an asshole,” Mitchell said, not taking his eyes off of the images on the screen.

“Because I beat you out for command, and you’re just the XO on this mission to Mars,” Kirk said, following Mitchell’s train of thought.

Mitchell turned to face Kirk. “Yeah, that’s why. You are my best friend, Jim, but we both know that I’m command material. You’re just a pocket-jockey. The only reason you got command was because you saved Colonel Pike from that fire. Knowing you, I bet you started it yourself.”

Kirk nodded his head. “Your problem, Gary, is that you scare them.”

Mitchell shook his head. “How did I know I would score so high on those Psych-tests? I got lucky.”

“Well,” Kirk said, “get rested up. I thought it would be cool if we all got together for dinner tonight. McCoy is going to be there, and so is Nyota. And, if I heard it correctly at the briefing we just had, our Russian Navigator, Chekov, will arrive later today.”

“Great,” Mitchell said with a sardonic tone to his voice. “Like I want to meet some drunken old Russian fart. He probably thinks everything of importance was invented by, or discovered by, or written by Russians. Well,” Mitchell said, “at least I will know who to go to if I need some Vodka.”

“See? There you go again. You just reverted to standard bigotry when describing Chekov,” Kirk said as he opened the door to leave.

“Well,” Mitchell said, “you’ll see Jim; I’m always right about these things. He probably even has a Chessboard, ready to play us at all hours of the day!”

Kirk stepped out of the room, but then poked his head back in.

“Did I neglect to tell you that Chekov’s first name is Nadya?” Kirk said with a wink.

“Oh my God,” Gary said, finally looking away from the nude photos on the screen, and at Kirk. “That is SUCH a sexy name.”

He looked at his own reflection in the mirror, and the very ugly looking bandage/bridge. “Get that nurse in here, Jim,” Gary demanded. “Tell her to get this thing off. I don’t want to look…” Gary stopped talking when he realized that Kirk was gone.

And he had a pretty good idea what Kirk had on his mind, because Mitchell did to. “I hate you Jim Kirk!” Gary said under his breath in mock anger.

-- flashback continues/ two hours later--

Loud music and loud conversations were the norm at Nesmond’s Pub. The Pub had been run by the same family for nearly fifty years. It served all kinds of local favorites, but it also served food from all over the world as well, being that it was so close to the World Space Agency’s training facility, just ten miles always from Perranporth, England.

It not only was a pub, but it also doubled as sports-bar, with several HDTVs arrayed around the various tables for easy viewing. There was a faint vale of smoke drifting through the air, being that smoking was STILL legal at the establishment.

A large cheer came from a loud group at one of the tables, as they were watching a rugby match being televised from Sydney, Australia. Then, seconds later, another equally loud cheer came from another table that was watching a soccer match in Italy. To say it was loud, inside of Palin’s, would be limiting. It was extremely loud!

James T. Kirk, with a mug of beer in each hand, weaved his way through the very crowded pub. He said hello to some of those he knew, due to the fact that most of the customers were coming from the training center. With the signing of the Armed Forces treaty of 2041, all active military from those countries that were still in the UN, served in a united military.

Some nations had chosen not to join the new UN. Either for philosophical reasons, or due to their being rogue nations, they had just chosen another way. Slowly, but surely, the world was beginning to see a future where all nations would one day be unified under one flag, but with their own unique attributes. That day was still decades away though. But it would happen.

Several women also recognized Kirk as well, they having once been romantically linked to him. Kirk carried himself with a calm confidence that came from most people realizing that he, James T. Kirk, was the best among them, in terms of being able to get those around him to rise to higher level. He had a way of talking that inspired confidence, and he had an innocent boy charm. And, the women agreed, he was just so hot looking, too!

Finally, and with not much beer spilt, he arrived at his table of new friends. He sipped from one mug, as he handed the other to his good friend Gary Mitchell, who sat at the table with the others. And who were the others?

There was Leonard McCoy. He was the oldest among them, and he was a good-ole-southern boy who was not only adept with the modern advances in medicine, but versed in good old country ways of healing wounds. Most of them had been passed down to him by a kindly old African-American woman named Gretchen Bennett. Leonard’s own father and mother had died in an automobil accident when Leonard was a child.

Gretchen Bennett had raised Leonard from the time he was five years old, and through her, came McCoy’s southern-roots to the storied past of that part of old-America.

Sitting next to Leonard McCoy was Nyota Uhura. She was the best friend of Olivia Cole, Jim Kirk’s life long friend/buddy. And though Olivia had tried to ‘hook-up’ James and Nyota, James put a quick stop to it. James did not want any relationship with Nyota to affect his friendship with Olivia. Nyota had recently come to America from the Sudan Valley, and could speak several languages. She was, no doubt, the smartest among the small Enterprise crew.

Next to Nyota sat Montgomery Scott. Kirk shook his head with humor as he watched Scotty, the nickname Montgomery favored over his official name, chewed on a rack of ribs that were nearly the size of Nyota’s entire body. Scotty hailed from Edinburgh. He claimed that his bloodline went all the way back to Robert Bruce. Though, Kirk thought to himself, he had known three Scottish men in his life, and all three claimed to be descended from Robert Bruce. Oh well, Kirk thought to him self, maybe Robert Bruce was some lady “killer” in his day and sired many children. Scotty was not with out his rough edges, though. This came from the fact that the Enterprise was being built by, mainly, Scottish engineers, many of whom were close friends or family relations to Scotty. Even though the ship would be under Kirk’s command, somehow Jim Kirk knew that the Enterprise would always belong to Scotty.

Kirk nodded to Gary Mitchell, who sat next to Scotty to one side, and to Nadya Chekov, the ship’s Russian navigator, on the other. She was, no doubt, one of the most beautiful women Kirk had ever seen in his life. Her Russian features, rich angular face, and natural beauty, would cause any man’s heart to skip a beat or two. Though there were no regulations against mingling between the crew members, Kirk would never let him self do it. Nadya would be totally off limits to him, as would be all women under Kirk’s command. But she was not off limits to Gary. Kirk could see that the two were hitting it off quite well. Though, to be more honest, Gary was doing most of the ‘hitting’ while she was doing most of the ‘dodging.” She spoke very little, and was obviously shy. Kirk could only imagine how much Gary Mitchell, who was a walking sack of male hormones, would corrupt the young lady, as time went by.

Another large cheer came from another table. Kirk was about to sit down when the cheer came, and he looked over to the screen and saw why. The group, very loud group, at the other table were watching an American style “Football” game. The San Diego Chargers had just scored a touchdown against the London Churchills, and were now winning the game, 24-17.

With everyone situated, Kirk thought, it was time to get to know this new crew of his. Unfortunately the helmsman, Sulu, had missed his connecting flight in Calcutta India, and would not arrive until the next day. So, for now, this would have to do. He raised his mug of beer to make a toast. The only two that didn’t raise their mugs were Gary and Nadya Chekov. Kirk whistled to his good friend, and then Gary reluctantly raised his mug, obviously annoyed at having to break his conversation with the very quiet, and demure, Chekov.

“To the Enterprise!” Kirk said.

And then, finally, his table, Kirk’s table, cheered as loud as the tables that were watching the various sporting events.

--end of flash back—

Kirk smiled as he remembered that night at the pub. So much had happened, and much of it had been unfortunate. But it didn’t take away from the fact that back then, back when it all started, the Enterprise crew was special.

As Kirk stood up from his chair to stretch, he looked at the time. Edith was about to wake up, and he wanted to be there. Q had revealed the fact that not only had she, Edith, been conspiring with Q, he also revealed that Edith had a terminal disease. And it was time to find out.

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Knowing that Benjamin Sisko only had an hour or so before Q’s stabilizing effect wore off, Kirk ordered Ten-Forward closed to all except Ben, his wife Jennifer and their son Jake. It was the first time all three of them had been together since departing from Earth. Kirk also asked Guinan to prepare them a special meal, and in short order, due to the lack of time. Kirk wanted Sisko and his family to enjoy their time together as much as they could.

“Just make sure it’s a peaceful setting,” Kirk told Guinan.

“I will,” Guinan replied. “Now go; you probably have more important matters to see through.”

Kirk smiled at Guinan, and then he went over to Ben and his family

Before departing Ten-Forward, Kirk promised Ben that he would take care of his wife and child. Sisko thanked Kirk, and with that, Kirk left the Sisko family to their privacy.

Kirk headed towards the double doors and exited Ten-Forward and found McCoy and his team waiting further down the corridor. The team was there because once Sisko went back into a coma, McCoy’s team, which had a stasis chamber with them as well, would return Sisko to sickbay.

“Bones, can I have a word with you?” Kirk asked McCoy.

“Sure,” McCoy said as he handed his Tricorder to nurse Chapel. “What can I help you with Jim?”

Kirk walked with McCoy until he was sure their conversation was in private.

“Q informed me that Edith is dying,” Kirk said to McCoy. “Is that true?”

“Jim,” McCoy replied, with compassion in his eyes, “You know I can’t get into this with you. I am bound by my oath as a doctor to confidential protocols where it concerns my patients.”

“Spare me your ethics, Bones,” Kirk fired back, “she’s my wife. And, on top of that, according to Q, she was willing to barter her sickness with him, for a cure, if she helped him with one of his schemes. So, for tactical reasons involving our security, I need to know if she’s dying and I need to know now.”

McCoy pondered Kirk’s request for a few moments.

“No,” McCoy finally said. “If Q betrayed her to you, then he is no longer honoring any deal he made with Edith. Jim, I understand your dilemma, but I can not discuss this matter with you. You need to discuss it,” McCoy paused for effect, “wife.”

McCoy exchanged a knowing glance with Kirk and then headed his team, practically feeling Kirk’s stare trying to burn a hole in his back the entire way.
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Sulu was now being kept in a special containment field that was ionized, and surrounded by several force fields. The sensors still detected a signal being sent via a Borg transmitter somewhere inside of Sulu’s body, most likely, as Spock, Odo and Leforge deduced, on a subatomic level. Spock, Leforge and Odo stood outside in an observation area that looked in on Sulu, who had been kept under sedation. Leforge had come with Spock, so as to maintain constant tabs on the shields and the hardware that operated them.

“How are his life signs” Spock asked Leforge.

“Nominal,” Leforge replied, “but I am not am not a doctor. Perhaps we should have Dr. McCoy station a nurse here at all times.”

“That is a logical suggestion,” Spock said to Leforge, “I will bring this up with the captain.”

Odo knew why Spock had asked such a question.

“You’re planning on doing another mind meld, aren’t you?” Odo asked.

“It seems to be the only logical thing to do,” Spock replied. “I sensed another presence in Sulu’s mind, other than my own.”

“I don’t know, sir,” Leforge said to Spock, “It may not be safe. In any event, I think we should wait for Dr. McCoy and McGarrett to sign off on it first. You know McGarrett, he will not be happy unless he‘s in on the decision.”

“Perhaps you are right.” Spock decided.

“If the ionized fields, and the force fields, are working,” Odo said, “hasn’t his connection to the Borg been severed. What would a mind-meld do?”

“Perhaps, while he is not connected to the Collective, I can accomplish even more inside of his mind.” Spock answered.

“Mr. Spock, do you believe Sulu was working with the Borg and Khan as well, at the same time?” Leforge asked as he monitored the readings.

“Negative,” Spock said to Leforge, “I could not detect, in Sulu’s mind, any prior knowledge of Khan’s attack. I firmly believe the attack by Khan was a random event, and Sulu attempted to use it as deflection to allow Laas to escape. Unfortunately for Laas, Sulu’s last moment choice was catastrophic because it was Khan who destroyed Laas.”

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[RobertScorpio]

Edith Keeler was in the kitchen making baby Caroline her morning breakfast, Caroline was nearing two years old and, like her father James T Kirk, had a healthy appetite. Recently Caroline had been on a egg-white kick, which was probably due to the fact that when ever Edith made eggs for Jim, he would use his knife and surgically remove the egg yolk from the center of the fried egg. And, for whatever reason, this would entertain the toddler’s curiosity.

When Edith pointed out to Jim that she could just cook him egg whites, he would always declined her offer. Apparently cutting out egg yolks from his egg breakfast had been a habit of Jim’s all the way back to grade school. Even Leonard McCoy had mentioned it couple times, having seen the bizarre behavior, and ribbing Jim for such a crazy habit. And since Baby Caroline had been fascinated by seeing him do this, when ever they shared breakfast, she had taken on a liking of egg whites. Egg whites were low in cholesterol, which was fine with Edith. (how’s that for a health tip inside of a Fanfic. You know me, always trying to help my readers in areas!)

As usual, by the time Edith and Caroline woke up in the morning, Jim had already gone to work. Being the captain of the a starship, charged with saving the sum of humanity as well, kept Jim busy most of the day.

As Edith set the bowl of egg whites, which were mixed with low-fat brown sugar, down in front of Caroline, Edith thought back on her life, and how so much of it had changed since she had met James T Kirk.

The greatest challenge had come when, along with Jim and Spock, she had been trapped back in Earth’s past; specifically the era of America’s Civil War. That is when her relationship with Jim had really flourished and they had gotten married, and she had given birth to Baby Caroline. Edith had gone from being a free spirited activist, battling against the rush to join the Federation, to being trapped in the past, an being with James T Kirk; the poster boy of space exploration.

Their marriage had taken place outside the mansion; Kincaid’s mansion. Kincaid, who was actually a Founder living on Earth, took the three time-travelers in, and for the most part, kept them safe. Since Kincaid had held the rank of General in the Army, he officially married Jim and Edith. (Events which you can read up on in STAR TREK: The 19th Century). The ceremony had taken place beneath a giant tree that had been on the property for over a hundred and fifty years. It was like an anchor to reality. And when Jim had left to try and save Abraham Lincoln, and was gone for months, Edith had found solace under the tree; as if it protected her.

“You are so adorable,” Edith said to Caroline. “Your brother (Davis Marcus, whom Edith and Jim have adopted) actually missed eating breakfast with you before he went off to school earlier. You are lucking to have him for an older brother.”

It was all Edith could do, to not break down and cry. She had incurable cancer and had already started to feel the tinge of pain deep in her stomach that McCoy said she would feel as the disease set in.

As Caroline began to nibble on her food, the main entrance to their quarters slid opened and Jim walked.

“Good morning,” Edith said, smiling at the surprise of seeing her husband so early in the day. “What brings you home? Do you want me to make you some breakfast?”

“No,” Jim said, “I had some food in the galley. Honey, listen to me,” Jim said to her, “we need to talk.”

Edith could tell that Jim was serious, and she had a funny feeling what they were going to talk about was her. She stalled for a peace while she poured him a cup of coffee, which he took.

“Thanks,” Jim said. He took a sip and was about to say something else when Edith cut him off.

“Did Leonard tell you?” Edith asked, guessing that Jim had wanted to talk about her illness; incurable cancer.

“No,” Jim replied, “he didn’t. But Q did.”

Edith shook her head, and looked at their daughter as Jim continued.

“He said,” Jim went on to say, “that you had made some kind of deal with him. That you were going to help him with one of his schemes in exchange for him curing you of cancer.”

Edith smiled at the Caroline who was eating her food, and was totally oblivious to what was being talked about.

“Do you want to know what the strangest part about all of this is?” Edith said, not looking at Jim Kirk as she spoke, “he never even got around to telling me what his scheme was, in detail.” Then she looked at Jim. She wanted him to know that what she was saying, she meant. “But, honey, whatever it might have been, short of some heinous crime, I would have done it.”

Jim came over to his wife and held her tight.

“Please don’t be upset at me,” Edith said, as they embraced each other.

“I’m not,” Jim assured her with his soft voice. Then he chuckled, slightly. “Oh, I was at first, I admit, but I would have done the same thing. I think most people would, despite what they might say.” He looked at Caroline as well. He understood clearly that Edith was facing the fact that she wouldn’t be there for her child; and that was every parent’s most fundamental fear. Kirk had felt the same fear when he had been stranded, with the rest of the Enterprise’s crew, in the Delta-Quadrant. At the time he believed that David had been his child.

“I don’t want to lose this,” Edith said as she reached out and touched Caroline’s little arm, squeezing her husband tighter as she did. “The past five or six years, even the time we spent at Kincaid’s mansion, have been the greatest time of my life. I didn’t think that being a mother and a wife would be as important to me as it is; but I was wrong. Knowing that I won’t be there for her…is…tearing me…” Edith buried her head in Jim’s shoulder.

“Look,” Jim told her, in reassuring voice, “Bones is going to scour every medical book he can to fight this.”

“Its amazing how, with our incredible technology, we can fly across the galaxy,” Edith said, with sarcasm in her voice, “and yet this can still happen; it isn’t fair.”

Jim Kirk held his wife closer, looking at Caroline as he did. Life indeed was not fair, and James T Kirk, ever the optimist, felt his heart get heavier.

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Spock and Odo sat in the conference room with their new passenger; Ambassador Worf, the Klingon who (to continue, please follow this link)

 

[RobertScorpio]

Just a random train of thought here. This story has been going on since Feb-2009. And I just thought about who is actually still alive from the original crew?

Spock is dead. (the current Spock comes from an alternate universe)
Scotty is dead. He was recently murdered by Sulu.
Chekov was murdered by Khan.
Gary Mitchell was murdered by Khan.

Kirk, Sulu (who is charged with murder) and Uhura are the only ones left from the original crew.

Someone asked me in an email where Voyager is; we will see them again soon.

Someone else asked me if we will find out who put baby Caroline into Kincaid's ship back in the 19th century, as was promised in a 'coming soon' preview. Well, that has been pushed back but will soon be revealed.

Rob

 

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The planet D’anari had been settled by a space faring nomadic hominoid race eons ago. The D’anarians had found the means to colonize the molten world by building massive cities, which converted the heat of the planet into nearly limitless uses of power, and hovered above the surface. The surface of the planet was 100% uninhabitable, due to massive amounts of ever shifting molten rock, and the deadly fumes generated by it. The massive cities, of which there were seven, used advanced technology to convert the not only the heat, but the fumes as well, into energy, and even water.

The seven large cities were connected via road systems that weaved across the divides between the cities. The roads, which were actually sealed tunnels, had been in use for centuries due to the fact that air travel, and even Transporter travel, among the cities was dangerous and seldom used due to the unstable air currents and strong magnetic fields generated by the planet. Visiting ships from other worlds were required to use shuttle transport to make it to the surface. The cities were also connected via massive power flow regulation systems that were centralized on yet another floating island. The regulation systems stored the energy, and distributed it as needed.

Although the D’anarians had applied for Federation membership, its status was on hold due to the on going issues with subspace in the general area of space.

James Kirk, while visiting then Colonel Pike’s office two years earlier, had read about the strange world in an article published in GQ magazine which he had found on Pike’s desk. The article focused on the world’s unique culture, and its people as well, and their amazing technology. The people of D’anari had evolved into four different skin color tones. The four different skin colors had their assigned duties in the D’anarian culture. On Earth, such ideas had long been deemed racist, but on D’anari it was an accepted way of life. And because the Federation followed the Vulcan philosophy of IDIC, the D’anarian culture was but one combination.
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The USS Enterprise arrived at the planet D’anari. As fate would have it, the journey to the molten world hadn’t taken long, even with the intermittent use of warp speed. The reason the Enterprise had come to D’anari was simple; energy for the ship, and Kirk’s “crazy idea”.

As the Enterprise entered orbit, Kirk sat in his command chair, and Spock stood to his left, McCoy to his right.

“Alright Lt. Mayweather,” Kirk said to the helmsman, “let’s get permission from the D’anarians and then we’ll park the ship right about here.”

“Aye sir,” Mayweather replied.

“Captain James T Kirk?” McCoy interjected. “Asking for permission to do something? I better mark this day down on my calendar.”

“Oh please,” Kirk retorted.

Uhura called out from her post.

“Captain,” Uhura said, “I have just received a welcome message from the D’anarian space control. Our request for parking orbit has been approved and they are also opening up shore leave facilities on the southern city. Minister O’rbac will greet you there.”

“Thank you Lt. Uhura,” Kirk replied. “Go ahead and send my regards. And yes, I know everyone on the ship is anxious to get down there,” Kirk said to Spock, “but let’s keep our manned readiness up. Khan is out there, somewhere, and we need to be ready for him, should he pop up.”

“That would be most logical,” Spock said.

Lt. Leforge, the new commander of Engineering, as well at civilian scientist Reginald Barclay, entered the bridge and passed Spock as Spock made his way up to the science station. Barclay was still a civilian, though he held the honorary rank of lieutenant.

“Well, Lt. Barclay,” Kirk said, “take a look; there’s your limitless power source.”

Barclay looked at the main screen as it zoomed in on the seven large artificial land masses that hovered above the molten surface of the world. Before he could say anything Lt. Leforge did.

“Simply amazing,” Leforge said to Kirk. “They actually use the energy from their world to do this; Amazing.”

“Captain,” Barclay said, “you can’t be serious.”

“In short,” Kirk said, looking at the screen, “yes I am. They create so much energy that they store it in a massive buffer system on the eighth island. They have enough energy stored up to last them over a century. Why can’t we funnel some of that energy into your subspace tunneling modifications to the engines, and use it to get to Kronos in a matter of days in stead of months?”

“Captain Kirk,” Barclay said with trepidation in his voice, “this ship isn’t some toy you can just plug into the wall socket and play with. For all we know we might not be able to convert that kind energy into a useable slipwave form.”

“Look,” Kirk said to Barclay and Leforge, “I’m not a physicist or an engineer. My job was to find you an unbound less supply of energy to power this subspace tunneling wave motion theory of yours. This is the best I can do; so will it work or not?”

The two men looked at the screen.

“We’ll give it our best shot,” Leforge finally replied. “But we’ll need to get Mr. Barclay down there to make sure the energy is compatable.”

Ambassador Worf, who had been sitting on the opposite side of the bridge, took that opportunity to speak..

“Captain Kirk,” Worf said, “How can you be sure that the inhabitants of this world will let us use their energy? And if they do not are you prepared to slaughter them and take it anyway?” Worf asked.

“Well,” Kirk said as he sat back in his chair. “Thankfully, that isn’t our way Ambassador Worf. I’ll find someway to convince them. But, however its done, it won’t come down to an act of violence.”

Kirk had no way to tell at the time, but his words couldn’t have been further from the truth of what was to come.

“Well, whatever you’re planning on doing,” McCoy said, “you better hurry. The Borg just might show up and try to assimilate this world at any moment.”

“Mister Spock,” Kirk announced, “I’m heading down to the planet. McCoy and Barclay, you’re coming come with me. Oh, and Spock, I’ll use my Yacht to get down there so you can use the shuttles for shore leave coordination.”

“I’ll inform the shuttle bay to ready your yacht,” Spock said to Kirk.

“Thanks,” Kirk said as he stood up and headed for the Turbo-lift.

“You’re taking a big risk on this one,” McCoy said to Kirk as he, Kirk and Barclay entered the Turbo-lift.

“Well, as Chris always said to me,” Kirk said to McCoy, “risk is part of the game if you want to sit in that chair.”

The Turbo-lift door swished shut and the Turbo-lifted zoomed off for the shuttle bay.



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With Jim Kirk on the planet D’anari, Spock was in command of the Enterprise. As Spock sat in the command chair on the bridge, and since the current situation had stabilized, he took the time afforded to him and signed routine status reports handed to him by a young female Yeoman. Though Spock didn’t show it, he found the woman very attractive, and would, once the time availed itself, ask her to engage in a sexual relationship.

Typically, in this universe, Vulcans were logical beings who excelled in the sciences. But Spock, who came from an alternate universe where Vulcans were slave owners and mercenaries, had lived a different life.

--begin flashback--

His mother, Amanda, had run a very successful prostitution ring on Vulcan, after being bought herself by Spock’s father, Sarek. Spock had spent much of his youth learning the skills of selling women/men for sex, and when he became of age, and with the help of Ferengi investors, he had opened his own prostitution ring on Earth.

His life was sailing along, and he had earned himself quite a fortune from the sex-slave trade, when all that changed. The Jim Kirk of his universe, a military man with aspirations to rule Earth, had made overtures to the Klingon/Cardassian alliance. And with Kirk’s help, the Klingons would soon invade Earth and conquer it, and would make Kirk their Overlord of Earth.

By that time, and during an accidental Mind-meld, Spock’s mind had been accidentally merged with a special computer device developed by a human named Richard Daystrom. The computer Daystrom had built had actually attained self-awareness, and once merged with Spock’s mind, it would not let go. With his new computer/Vulcan mind, Spock had the ability to quickly learn any subject he so wished to.

--end flashback

Spock stood up from his command chair and gave the con to Lt. Commander Nigel Hawthorn. Spock entered the Turbo-lift, his destination; sickbay.

--continue flashback--


When the Klingon’s invaded Earth, Spock, who had become emotionally attached to his adoptive world, funneled his income into weapons and helped supply the resistance movement. It was in that time that he began a romantic relationship with that universe’s Edith Keeler. Keeler was the over all leader of the resistance movement on Earth.

During the struggle against the Klingon’s, Edith had been captured by Earthlings who were sympathetic to letting the Klingons rule Earth. One such person was the Intendant. She worked directly for Overlord Kirk, and took great delight in torturing female prisoners; mentally, physically and sexually. Spock led a counter-strike team and had been able to rescue Edith from the Intendant’s grasp.

--end flashback

Spock, knowing that Dr. McCoy was on the planet below with Captain Kirk, used the doctor’s absence to initiate his own covert action. Although he did not have exact information, Spock was convinced that the Edith Keeler of this world, who was married to Kirk, was facing some sort of health issue. Kirk, Edith and Spock had all been trapped in Earth’s past for nearly five years. They had grown apart, then back together, and Spock decided that he would do anything in his power to make sure that the two, Kirk, and this Edith Keeler, were never separated.

--continue flashback--


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[RobertScorpio]

Previously, on Star Trek: Exodus.

With the Borg ever a constant threat, Captain Kirk decided to go with the outlandish plan of Lt. Reginald Barclay and Martin Castillo; tunneling through space to the Klingon home world. The Klingons are in possession of the last Remnant, an energy-entity that, in theory, could be used to destroy the futurist Borg. The futurist Borg were created by Laas, a time traveling Changeling, who had hoped to use the Borg to conquer the entire galaxy.

Earth has been destroyed. But even though the planet was destroyed, the living souls of every life form on Earth are kept alive inside the living essence of Benjamin Sisko. Sisko, as it turns out, is more than human. Though his father was human, his mother was of a unique origin, not yet known, but Sisko has inherited a bond with the non-corporeal life forms that exist inside the Bajoran wormhole. The Enterprise is on course from the wormhole, which is a passageway to the far reaches of the galaxy. Laas, the creator of the futuristic Borg, was a Founder. The Founders, a race of shape-shifters in the Gamma-Quadrant, feeling guilt for the destruction of Earth by one of their own kind, have offered one of their worlds as a new home to humanity. The catch? The souls that reside inside of Sisko can only be brought back from the “other side” of life on that new world in the Gamma-Quadrant.

In order to send the Enterprise tunneling through space, Captain Kirk must find a large amount of energy to power the deflector on the Enterprise, which will create a tunnel through another universe, and then back into their own universe, at the Klingon home world. Kirk has gone to the surface of D’anari, a world that has the energy reserves to power the tunneling device; but will they give their power away so easily?

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Benjamin Sisko had dined, and had spent the better part of a day with his wife, Jennifer, and their son Jake. The time that Ben Sisko had shared his family was only to have lasted for an hour, but it didn’t end there. Sisko had been released from Sickbay by Dr. McCoy, before he had gone down to the planet D’anari with Captain Kirk. McCoy was as puzzled as much as Sisko was, as to why he had not lapsed back into a coma. But, after giving Sisko a clean bill of health, McCoy had no real reason to keep him in Sickbay. This was all good news for Jake and Jennifer; it mean more time with Ben.

Jim Kirk, before departing for the planet, pleaded with Sisko to take it easy. The sum of humanity was somewhere, hopefully, locked safe with-in the existence of Benjamin Sisko. Sisko promised Kirk that he would take it easy, and wished Kirk the best of luck in his negotiations with the D’anarians to use their planetary energy reserves for one of Kirk’s hairball plans.

As Sisko walked down the corridor with his wife and son, he looked at his son and smiled.

“Jake; just who was that rather attractive young lady in sickbay?” Ben asked his son. “I noticed you were trying to sneak a look at her each time she came over to take my vitals.”

“Mom, did you tell him?” Jake asked his mother, with a slight tone of accusation in his voice.”

“No,” Jennifer smiled back, in a teasing way, “I didn’t. But come on Jake, I’m not even a guy, and I could see you scoping her out each time she walked away.” Jennifer looked over at Ben. “He’s a butt guy, just like you,” she said with a chuckle. “Jake has a crush on her.”

“So, who is she?” Ben repeated.

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[RobertScorpio]

The seven very large cities, which appeared to the naked eye to be nothing more than massive islands that hovered above the molten surface of D’anari, were all huddled around an eighth such island. And it was on this center island that the D’anarians had built their massive energy complex. The island was an engineer’s dream, with redundant applications that, among other things, collected the ample heat from the planet’s molten surface, and core, and then converted that heat, as well as the gasses and electromagnetic properties that such a planted created, and turned it into nearly endless amounts of energy. The energy produced by such a complex system was more than enough for the seven massive cities that fed off the surplus energy. The rest of the energy was stored in massive collection nodes. There was enough excess energy stored in the collection nodes to power the seven cites for twenty years, if need be, if for some reason they couldn’t produce any more energy.

Minister O’rbac, the leader of the D’anari, walked with Kirk, McCoy and Barclay, as they all toured the main energy collection node on the center island. Several hundred workers, the yellow skin race of the D’anari, scurried about the complex, doing all sorts of jobs.

McCoy, having now seen the division of society duties along skin color lines, found the world vulgar, and would raise his concerns with Kirk at a more appropriate time. Kirk could see the anger in McCoy’s eyes, the couple of times they had shared glances since arriving on the world, and hoped McCoy would not make an issue of what they were all seeing. Kirk had to keep reminding himself that as mankind ventured into space, it would encounter cultures that practiced customs that were not based on the values humans had on Earth. Kirk recalled the small wars that erupted on Earth when one culture tried to change the practices of another. When to interfere and not to interfere was left up to the judgment of men who, themselves, were of questionable morals.

“Minister O’rbac,” McCoy said as they neared the end of the tour, “I’m a doctor, not an engineer, but even I must admit; this is amazing.”

Kirk nodded at McCoy; his glance was layered with an unspoken “thank you glance” for not letting the social dynamics of the world interfere with what they were there to do; get permission to use the D’anari’s energy reserves to power the subspace tunnel theory of Barclay so that the Enterprise could travel to Kronos and retrieve the last Remnant so as to use it to destroy the Borg from the future. It was a race against time, as Kirk feared the Borg would soon find D’anari as well, and attempt to assimilate, or, destroy the world in the process.

“Thank you,” O’rbac replied to McCoy, “I believe our technology could be used on any of the number of worlds in the galaxy, such as D’anari, where such conditions exist. I hope someday that when we are allowed to join the Federation, we can share this technology with the rest of the civilized galaxy.”

“I am quite sure,” Kirk told O’rbac, “when the disruption of subspace subsides, the Federation will overwhelmingly support your entrance. In fact, in an indirect way, I am here to help your cause in substantial way.”

“That intrigues me, Captain Kirk,” O’rbac said with a smile, revealing purple teeth, “perhaps we can head back to my offices on Emulla and discuss that subject.”

Emulla was the largest of the seven cities. The culture’s government operated from there, as did the liaison division that handled all aspects of trade between D’anari and off world interests.

“Thank you, that would be nice,” Kirk told O’rbac.

“Captain,” Barclay said, with eagerness in his voice. “Perhaps I can stay here and look more at this incredible technology.”

Kirk shook his head.

“I’m sorry Reg,” Kirk said, “but I need you with me to explain to Minister O’rbac why we are here and what we would like to do.”

Barclay gave the look of a child who had opened up all his presents at Christmas, but didn’t get the one had most wanted. Kirk patted Barclay on the back.

“If this works out,” Kirk said to Barclay, softly, “I’m quite sure you will get a better look at all of this; later on.”

“Alright,” Barclay finally said, with a deep sigh.

Kirk, McCoy and Barclay followed Minister O’rbac back to the D’anarian transport vessel which had brought them over to the energy island from Emulla. Minister O’rbac took the brief time allowed, during the boarding of the transport vessel, and spoke to someone via his communication device, which was on his wrist. He spoke in hushed tones.

“We’re heading back to Emulla now,” O’rbac said, “Bring Khan, and the two buffoons, to my quarters. And then prepare to engage the planetary shields on my command,” O’rbac added.

“Yes sir,” came from the voice on the other end of the signal. “All will be prepared.”

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[RobertScorpio]

Two red skinned D’anarian guards escorted Khan into O’rbac’s office. But Khan wasn’t the only one escorted into the room, so were two other men. It was clear that all three of them had been prisoners, and had endured some sort of physical duress. Kirk recognized one of the other men as Sam Cogley. Cogley had helped Kirk on a couple of occasions. And even though Cogley’s morals were, at best, murky, he wasn’t a criminal. Why and how either Khan or Cogley had come to be on D’anaria would have to wait for later.

“What is the meaning of this?” McCoy demanded as he stood up and walked over to the three men. McCoy took out his Tricorder and scanned all three men, trying to ascertain their conditions. “Jim,” McCoy reported, “they are all suffering from malnutrition and show the classic signs of mistreatment.”

Kirk had stood up as well, and looked down at O’rbac, who was still sitting behind his large desk. It was clear that O’rbac had no concern for the situation, which meant, to Kirk, that O’rbac believed himself to be in a position of strength.

“These men, all three of them,” Kirk said as he looked back at Khan, Harry Mudd and Sam Cogley, “are citizens of the Federation. By what right are you holding them in custody?”

O’rbac looked over to the three prisoners, and then he looked back up at Kirk.

“Captain Kirk, I assure you, all three of them are criminals,” O’rbac replied. “Khan tried to use the might of his starship, which we eventually destroyed, to force services and goods from this world. The other two were found guilty for immoral acts against female citizens of D’anaria. Being that our world is civilized, we do not have an outright death penalty. Instead, we have our criminals fight to stay alive by pitting them against other criminals.”

“You call that civilized?” McCoy scoffed.

“I have read much about your world,” O’rbac replied to Kirk. “Your civilized approach in the past would have had these men tried and already executed already.”

“In the past,” McCoy agreed, “but not now.”

“Well,” O’rbac continued to say, “suffice to say, that on this world, crime is made a sport. Our people are entertained by watching criminals kill each other. These are not innocents, mind you. They are criminals. And if they are selfish enough to do acts of crime, then what is wrong with society getting something back in return, in this case, entertainment.”

“But these three are not your people.” Kirk countered. “The civilized thing to do would have been to tell us they were here and let us parlay for their release.”

“Isn’t that what we are doing now?” O’rbac asked with a smile.

McCoy looked closer at the three men. Mudd and Cogley were obviously glad to see the arrival of medical help. Khan just stared at Kirk with obvious hate and anger.

“Water,” Sam Cogley struggled to say to McCoy. “Could you just get us some water?”

“Dude, you want water?” Mudd said with a laugh, “To hell with that; I want some bourbon!”

“Captain Kirk,” O’rbac went on to say, “We are not yet members of your Federation. But even if we were, these three men are being punished in accordance to our laws and customs. We can argue the finer points, or, we can get to the heart of the matter. You need our energy reserves, and I am giving you the means to acquire them.”

Kirk shook his head. None of it was making sense.

“What makes you think we just cant what we want by force?” Kirk asked.

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