Star Trek: Sector 001

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STAN AND ME

His name was Stan.

The cemented room smelt of his sweat, and blood. And in the center of stale looking room, under a spotlight, Stan was held down, spread eagled, and he was a very scared; and why not? His clothes had been removed, and clamps kept his arms and legs securely down on the hard cement floor.

Not more than an hour ago Stan had been forced from his humble apartment, brought to this place, by hooded individuals. The hooded men stripped him of his clothes, and brought him into the cemented room. Stan did not fight back, because he knew why he had been brought to this place. It was called punishment for not doing what he had been paid to do; inform. He was a lowly ensign at Star Fleet Command, and he had promised to deliver the “goods”; but didn’t.

Two months ago, Section-31 had come to him, privately, and knowing of his twisted desires, they bribed him with young girls, very young girls, which was a fetish of his for many years. Where they had gotten the young girls didn’t matter to Stan. He was pretty sure they had been kidnapped, but it didn’t matter to Stan, because Stan was sick, mentally. They would give him the young girls, like a dog was given a bone. He would have his way with them, and then the girls, still alive when it was over, but battered and abused, would be taken away. Where the shattered girls were taken, Stan didn’t know; and he didn’t care. To him they were nothing but toys that he had broken. But now it was his turn.

The door at the far end of the cemented room open, and then closed with a very loud thud. The sound of the high-heels, those high-heels, came closer. And then, stepping out of the infinite blackness that seemed to rim the spotlighted area was the Attendant. She was holding a vile in her hands that contained a clear liquid.

“Hello Stan,” she told to him in her usual soft, yet husky, sexy voice. “I am so sorry that we had to do this, I truly am.”

“I’ve been doing the best I can,” Stan said as the fear grew in his voice. “I just haven’t heard any information worthy enough to pass on to you.”

The Attendant shook her head.

“That’s not how it works,” she told him, “and you know it. I mean, I go out of my way to find these young girls for you, I even book the rooms in the seedy hotels for you to have your fun with them, I go through all of that, and you decide to filter the information yourself? This is actually,” she said, pretending to be sad, “going to hurt me more than it is you.”

“Give me another chance,” Stan pleaded, “I can do better.”

“Right now, as we speak,” the Attendant began to say, “the police are arriving at your apartment. Inside your apartment they are going to find, get this, seven dead little girls, their limbs and heads chopped off, stored in your freezer. When they examine their bodies they will find that they were raped and tortured. Believe me, you don’t want another chance. This,” she said as she held out the vile, “is the only way for you.”

“No,” Stan pleaded again, “I can do better. Please, let me live!”

“Don’t worry about us,” she told him in a pleasant way, “we have a new informant in Star Fleet,” she said to him with a warm smile, “but we do thank you for your service.”

She got down on the pavement, on her knees, at his midsection. She stared down at the man’s exposed groin area and smiled at what she saw.

“What a waste,” she said as she licked her lips, “oh well, I got one just like it in my toy section at home.”

She held the vile over his groin area, and then she looked at his eyes. As her eyes met his in a glance, she tipped the vile over and the clear liquid spilt out on the man’s privates causing him to scream in horror as the liquid burned through his legs, his groin, his scrotum, and kept burning and burning, causing a hissing sound and a spray of blood, and other body fluids, that squirted the Attendant in the face as she watched the man’s eyes roll up into his head due to the pain.

She dropped the vile, stood up, and walked away as the acid continued to burn its way up the mans body, burning into to his liver, and stomach, causing his innards to spill out as his life drained away. She left the room and found Sloan on the other side of the door waiting for her.

“That part about the girls,” Sloan said to her, “you were just kidding I hope.”

“Yeah, but I loved the look on his face when I told him that part,” the Attendant said. “The girls were all abandoned at local hospitals, or brought back to their homes and abandoned. You need not worry; I didn’t kill any of them.”

“Are you sure of our new contact at Star Fleet?” Sloan asked. “That entire incident with Kirk’s child could have been avoided if we had more intelligence from Star Fleet.”

“Oh,” she told him, “trust me. Our new contact at Star Fleet will be a more valuable source than the freak I left in there,” she said pointing at the door.

“I hope you’re right,” Sloan said. “Now,” he added, “what about the message you sent me last week. Sorry it took so long to get here, but I was too busy. What was so important that you had to contact me?”

“When I came here,” the Attendant said, “from the other side, the device I used also came with a subspace sensor built into it.”

“Alright,” he told her. “I thought you promised me you stopped using it because of the affects it had on your body.”

“Oh,” she replied, “I haven’t gone back through...

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Window Dressing

A full moon hung over the ocean, casting a yellow glow across the Florida sky. It was a typical muggy August night as two good friends walked along the ocean shoreline. Remnants of larger waves, now no more than a foot high, washed over their feet, as they held hands, walking along, and talked about life and good times.

James Kirk and Olivia Cole, who had been best friends since grade school, held hands, as they looked out at the beauty of the ocean. They had been each other’s confidents for all that time, never becoming lovers because they were both afraid they would lose their best friend, each other, if they had ever been tempted and had crossed that line.

“You know,” Olivia said to Kirk, “I still remember when your did the low pass over Senator William’s beach house,” she said with a laugh, “you scared the shit out of him, and me, when you did that.” (Which transpired, savvy readers will recall, way back in the very first issue of this story..whew!)

“I know,” Kirk responded with his own laugh, “you should have been there when Pike chewed me out. But it worked,” Kirk reminded her, “Senator Williams recast his vote, and the United Space Agency got the funding it needed to continue.”

“And now even the Unites Space Agency is a part of the past,” Olivia told Kirk, “now we are part of this Federation of yours, and Earth is no longer alone in the universe.”

“Wow, that was very mystal of you” Kirk said with mock astonishment, “you should be a writer.”

Olivia laughed at the thought.

“Jim,” Olivia said, changing the subject, “do you think Nyota is alive and safe, where ever she it?”

Kirk bent down, picked up a seashell, and tossed it out into the water.

“She was just fine, last time I saw her. In fact,” Kirk added, “she almost got us in trouble when she convince me to abduct two animals from a planet that was exploiting them.”

“Yep,” Olivia said with a knowing tone in her voice, “that sounds like her. Always getting her self in trouble for silly things like that.”

The two friends had been walking the beach for nearly an hour. Jim Kirk, who was genuinely enjoying the walk with Olivia, didn’t want to burden with worry. Because as they were walking, sharing an innocent time with each other, Kirk was also well aware of the fact that they were being followed.

Three-dozen yards away or slightly more was the beach boardwalk. It was a cement path that ran parallel with the ocean shore. Bike riders and hover-board riders used the cement path, as did a few skaters as well. But there was someone else mixed with the small crowd that browsed the small shorefront shops that populated the beach area. Kirk had first seen the stranger earlier, but could not a get a close look as to who it was.

Olivia, who was getting chilly, snuggled up to Kirk’s side.

“Hey,” Kirk said, “you’re getting cold. Is that old Alberto’s still on this side of the beach?” Kirk asked.

“It sure is,” Olivia replied, “and they still serve the best Carne Asada Burritos.”

“Lets go,” Kirk suggested.

With that said, Kirk, and Olivia, made their way up the sandy beach and soon hopped over the small seawall. They made their way down the cement path, on their way to get something to eat.

Kirk was very subtle, but he could see the pursuer falling back, not wanting to be seen, obviously. Kirk took out his cell-phone and pretended to make a call.

“Who are you calling?” Olivia asked, sounding disappointed

“Trust me,” Kirk answered, “no one,” he told her as he pretended to make a call.

Kirk aimed the camera in the direction of his unknown pursuer and then zoomed in on the area where the stranger stood. The modern cell-phones of that time were very powerful cameras as well. Kirk took the picture.

“Here we are,” Olivia said as they arrived at the small Spanish restaurant.

Olivia walked over to the counter where the cashier worked and ordered the food as Kirk went and got them a table.

The little diner was small, but each table came with a built in computer for Internet use, and gaming. Kirk hurried over to an empty table. He turned the computer on and remotely accessed the files on his cell-phone.

“What are you doing?” Olivia asked as she joined him. “Our order will be out in about five minutes.”

“Perfect,” Kirk said to her.

Finally, and after much...

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Visitors

Not wanting to put Olivia’s life in danger, Kirk walked her back to her apartment near the beach, gave her a small peck on the cheek, and then he set out to nab who ever was following him, Spock or not. He made his was back to the crowded evening boardwalk, which stretched up along the beach for a good three miles. His ‘shadow’ managed to keep the same distance throughout the evening.

What intrigued Kirk, however, was why the person who looked like Spock was following him. It was almost as if the mystery person was waiting for Kirk to lead them somewhere. It was one thing to follow someone, Kirk deduced, but it was another to never act out beyond that point. Kirk hoped to find out very soon.

As Kirk neared one of the small bookstores, he knew his chance to confront this person was getting closer. Just past the bookstore there was a street. Once Kirk had made it past the bookstore he would dark down the street to the alley that cut back the other way, and came out just on the other side of the block he had come from. If he timed it right, he would get back around the corner, and back to the boardwalk, just in time to confront who ever it was who was following him; but he had to be quick about it.

Kirk made his way towards the bookstore, and the instant he was past it, and obscured by the crowd, he made his move, He darted down to the alley, rounded the turn and….bump! Spock stood there waiting for him.

“How did you know?” Kirk asked, not caring to hide his intent.

“Although the maneuver was quite logical, it was predictable as well.” Spock told him.

“Who are you?” Kirk asked, knowing the obvious answer already, but needing to hear it.

“I am indeed who I appear to be,” Spock replied, “I am Spock. I am a hybrid joining of an android matrix and a Vulcan male.”

“And,” Kirk cut in, “you happen to be stranded on the other side of the universe with the rest of the crew of the Enterprise. You’re probably one of Gill’s androids.”

“I can assure you, Captain Kirk, I am not an android,” Spock countered.

Kirk could only look at this person who claimed to be Spock with doubt. But with the exception of the goatee, he was the spitting image of Spock; how could it be?

“I think it would be wise,” Spock said, “if we took our conversation to a more secure place.” Spock finally said.

Something about the Vulcan seemed trustworthy, so Kirk led him back towards the small coffee shop that was next to the bookstore.

“Are you a clone?” Kirk asked, as they made their way.

“Negative,” Spock replied.

“Time-traveler?” Kirk came back with.

Spock shook his head.

“Are you a holographic creation?” Kirk asked, snapping his fingers as if he stumbled upon the answer.

“Sorry,” Spock said.

“Okay, so you’re not a clone, time-traver, or a holographic illusion; wait,” Kirk paused, “you’re a shape-shifter!”

Again Spock shook his head.

“Shit,” Kirk said softly. “Alright, I give up, what are you?” Kirk asked as they entered the coffee shop.

“I am from another universe, a mirror of this one you might say,” Spock replied.

“Ahhhhhh,” Kirk said. “I forgot about that one.”

They made their way over to one of the more secluded tables

--

On the other side of the North American continent, General Pike was convening a top-secret meeting with Ambassador Sarek, Mathew-81 and the Founder, Odo. Due the excitement of Sarek’s abduction, and the other events, such as the death of the Romulan Praetor, Pike hadn’t had time to speak with the there alien visitors. Though, in fact, Mathew-81 was actually a human taken from Earth centuries upon centuries in the past.

“I’m sorry gentlemen,” Pike told them, “but my duties have prevented me from having this get together. Now,” Pike said to the three of them, who sat on the other side of his desk, “you call yourself a Founder,” Pike said to Odo, “what does that mean?”

“I am a Changeling,” Odo said to Pike. “My kind has the ability to change form. In fact this humanoid shape I am in is not my true shape at all. Through out the past five hundred of your years, my self and others of my kind have been sent throughout the galaxy to explore. We have found, for the most part, that most solids, those like you, do not accept those who are different, and eventually try to destroy those who are different. So, over time, we have come to control the area of the galaxy that you call the Gamma-Quadrant. We will do all it takes to prevent the order we have there from becoming destabilized by the events in other parts of the galaxy.”

Pike took in what Odo had said. Earth was such a new comer to the imports of the galaxy that it took Colonel Pike a moment to realize the magnitude of it all. But, new as he was upon the galactic scene, Pike was very smart and was able to shrink it all down in away he could understand.

“So, let me get this straight,” Pike finally said. “You come from the Gamma-Quadrant and have it all nice and organized over there. The Borg are over in the Delta-Quadrant assimilating world after world over there; sucks to live over there. The Alpha-Quadrant, where Earth is, is loosely connected together by the Federation, and the Klingons are over in the Beta-Quadrant, along with the Gorn, doing go knows what..”

“A rather basic description,” Sarek allowed, “however it will suffice.”

“Normally,” Odo old Pike, “I would not have interfered with the course of events here on your world, and I am speaking of the incident with Sarek’s abduction. However, had a war come out of the insane plot of your Mr. Gill, we feared that such a war would have drawn in the Klingons, the Gorn, or even a race you are all unaware of called the Breen. We could not let that happen. Such a war may have spilled over to our side, via the Bajoran wormhole, and we could not allow that.”

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Gary Mitchell…what is he? What are the Remnants? What was the real reason the Vulcans took fifty-thousand Romans to their world? Why won’t the Borg attack Earth? Why is David Marcus so special?

John F Kennedy once said that we can’t know where we’re going unless we know where we’ve been. Many of the mysteries that are confronting our characters in STAR TREK: USS ENTERPRISE and STAR TREK: SECTOR 001 have their origins in the past; find out the answers to many of the hidden mysteries by reading


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Last Ditch Effort


Acting Romulan Praetor Nor’vra was not happy, at all. Someone has broken into her private quarters and had stolen the prized piece of the collection of artifacts that had been evacuated from Earth, along with the fifty thousand Romans by the Vulcans over two-thousand years in the past, and had been passed down, generation to generation, from Praetor to Praetor.

The center piece of the collection was an all white rectangular shaped panel, of unknown origin, which pulsated with a low tone of energy. Through the centuries, and all the years it had been in their possession, the Romulan Praetors, all through time, had maintained secret custody of the artifacts. Nor’vra had only found out about them days before she had killed her predecessor, Curio, during her silent coup, and rise to power. And now, she lost them, and this enraged her.

Her three military advisors, men she had taken to her bed, all at the same time night after night after night, were on their knees, naked, each with a guard behind them. The guards were holding ceremonial execution daggers at each of the military advisor necks. Nor’vra had just heard the three advisors deny being part of any attempt to steal the artifacts. She did not believe them, and then gave a nod to the guards.

She watch as each of the guards, who were muscular beyond belief, grabbed the back of the head of the advisor they were guarding, and began to slice their heads off. The three military advisors screamed and struggled like panicked animals as the blade of the daggers sawed through their necks, causing blood to stream out all over the place as they did. Almost on cue, all three heads came off at the same time, as their torsos, twitching, fell to the ground.

“Your excuses are not acceptable,” Nor’vra said to them.

She felt better knowing that the three advisors were dead. She would miss the sex she had had with them. She had chosen each of them to be an advisor more due to the size of their sexual organs more than their military knowledge. She also knew that replacing them with three other well endowed men would be easy to do, since most Romulan males were so blessed. But she still had a mystery to solve; who stole the rectangular panel?

And as it turned out, a micro-sized tracking device had been attached to each artifact, and it was now time to see if the one on the panel was working, or not.

--


What was he doing? Kirk had no idea. Oh, on the surface of it all, it was quite simple. He was following the new Spock down an abandoned sewer tunnel near the boating docks, just south of Daytona Beach. The stench of the sewer had long since faded away, but the intermittent rats had not. Kirk, as he followed Spock, Kirk went over what he had been told by the Vulcan, who so much resembled his first officer. The explanation Spock (2) gave Kirk sounded quite bizarre. However, Kirk had seen many strange things in the past couple years, so a traveler from a parallel universe was just your run of the mill story; okay maybe more. As they went deeper into the tunnel, Kirk reflected back on the conversation they had shared at the small coffee diner the night before.

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James T Kirk and Spock do not know it yet; but they have each crossed over into an evil universe that is so barbaric, you won't want to read this story alone!! And the most shocking part of this story will be? Only one of them will come home alive!!!

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In Play



He could hear sounds, mumbled though they were.
His head felt as if it were spinning out of control. The dizziness in his mind gave Kirk the sensation of nausea.

And as the strange sensations pulsed through his aching body, James T Kirk began to regain his grasp of reality. His last memory was of following the other goateed Spock through the abandoned sewer tunnels near Daytona Beach Florida. He remembered stepping through a smashed-in hole on the side of one of one of the walkway tunnels, and then; nothing. Kirk correctly deduced that he had been attacked from behind by an unknown assailant. But more importantly he realized right away that this new Spock was not to be trusted.

The mumbling that Kirk could hear began to become more focused. And then, suddenly, Kirk felt a cold sensation; water! Ice cold water had been thrown into his face causing Kirk to open his eyes as the sensation of coldness ramped through his body. The dizziness became more focused, and Kirk, unable to fight of the queasiness in his gut, arched to his right a vomited on the hard pavement beside him.

After he had dispelled the vomit, he struggled to look around. At first his vision was blurred, but the fuzziness became clear as she reopened and shut his eyes several times. Kirks wrists where bound together. He was on the ground and slouched up against the wall of the dilapidated sewer tunnel. The goateed Spock was there as was Hikaru Sulu. A long scar on Sulu’s face stretched down from his left temple all the way down to just inches from his lips.

“Sulu,” Kirk struggled to say, “You’re alive.”

Sulu’s face contorted into a smirk. And then the oriental man stepped towards Kirk, and then kicked Kirk in the stomach, causing Kirk to keel over in pain.

“Shut-up,” Sulu said. “You gave me this scar! You took that knife of yours and killed my husband, and then you gave me this scar to always remember! Well, I remember quite well Kirk!”

“Now you know that is not the case,” Spock said to Sulu. “In truth it was the Kirk from our side that gave you the scar and killed Kyle.”

“Well,” Sulu said to Spock, “I doubt I’ll ever get to pay him back, so this one will have to do.”

Kirk managed to push himself back up, still sitting, against the wall again. Blood trickled from his mouth as he looked up his two captors. Kirk’s mind was finding it hard to grasp what was happening.

“What is going?” Kirk asked, nearly to weak to talk. “I thought you needed my help.”

Spock came closer and squatted down, so as to be at head level with Kirk.

“Everything I told you at the café,” Spock said to Kirk, “was true, to some degree. On my side of reality you are a ruthless killer. Your counterpart betrayed the Earth/Vulcan alliance and brought on the near destruction of both worlds. Now, thanks to the brilliant work of two men, Reginald Barclay and Martin Castillo, we have found the way to tip the scales to our side.”

Kirk reached up and dabbed at the blood that trickled from this own mouth. The entire story was just too fantastic to be true, and yet, it was. The goateed Spock, and no doubt the hatred filled Sulu, came from another universe that vibrated at another speed but existed in the same place as Kirk’s universe. Both universes shared the existence many beings. There were two Spocks, two Sulus, and even to Kirks. Though, Kirk also realized, they did not happen to share the same fates. The Sulu that Kirk knew was dead (readers of Star Trek: Enterprise know that Sulu is actually still alive..) and the Spock from Kirk’s universe was trapped on the other side of the galaxy (again, readers of Star Trek: Enterprise are well aware that our Spock is presently encountering the Kirk from the other universe).

“So what does this have to do with me?” Kirk asked.

Spock stood up and walked over to the other side of the tunnel. Kirk watched as the Vulcan retrieved a strange rectangular device, which pulsed of energy, and gave off a strange white light. Spock brought it over to Kirk.

“What is that?” Kirk asked.

“In my universe,” Spock told Kirk. “A device, just like this one, is how our Kirk was able to attain power, and then trade that power to fuel his twisted desire to rule the universe.”

“I’ve never seen it.” Kirk said, referring to the device Spock was holding.

“I know,” Spock said in agreement. “The reason you have not seen this device before is due to the face that in your universe, the Romulans have been in possession of this Omicron for nearly three-thousand years.”

Kirk shook his head.

“Look,” Kirk said to Spock, “I have no idea what that thing is or what the Romulans have to do with it. I think you have made a mistake.”

At that instant, Spock slapped Kirk across the face with a backhand. Kirk spit out one of his teeth, and a clump of blood, as his head smacked up against the wall.

“Perhaps you forgot; I do not make mistakes,” Spock said. “The reason we need you is simple; because of you who are, and what makes you who you are, means that you are the only person in this universe that can make this Omicron work.”

None of what Spock said made any sense. But as Kirk looked back at Spock, and made eye contact, Kirk knew that without a doubt; this evil version of Spock before him, believed what he was saying.

James Kirk only had one question in his mind; what was the Omicon?

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Not far from Daytona, just of the coast of Florida, was the Romulan colony of Mn’aeha

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Focus factor


James T Kirk had never walked between universes before. And if one were to describe what he was in the process of doing, it would be just that; walking between universes. Holding the strange illuminant panel, Mirror-Spock nodded his head and then Mirror-Sulu, now holding a strange black device, pressed a series of buttons. And then, right before their eyes, it was as if reality swirled around the three of them; M-Spock, M-Sulu and Kirk.

Kirk tried to keep his eyes open, but the spinning swirls of energy spun around them, it caused him to be come dizzy. M-Spock grabbed Kirk by the arm, and steadied him as the spinning sensation became faster and faster. Walking between universes? They were actually spinning between them. Unknown to M-Spock, M-Sulu and Kirk, a beaming signal began to take shape as the swirls of energy became more pronounced. Nor’vra began to take shape as her Transporter signal began to solidify, just beyond the walls of the alcove Kirk and the others were inside of.

And then, the spinning began to slow down, little by little; and then it was done.

“Where are we?” Kirk asked as he tried to gather his wits.

“We,” M-Spock said, referring to him self and M-Sulu, “are home. Welcome to out universe.”

The surroundings were pretty much the same. They were still in the smashed in remnant of the old sewers beneath Daytona Beach Florida that they had traversed earlier. Kirk’s hands hand been bound by a plastic strap. He was, for all intents and purposes, their prisoner. M-Sulu went out ahead of them.

“I’ll go make sure it is there,” M-Sulu said as he took off in a hurry.

“What’s he talking about?” Kirk asked.

“Coming Earth to get you was done at a great risk,” M-Spock said.

“And why would that be?” Kirk asked.

“I must warn you James T Kirk,” M-Spock began to say, “the world we now exist on, Earth, is not the same as the one we left moments ago. On this world, if it were known you were here, we would be besieged by the survivors and they would kill you.”

“I suppose my counterpart is the reason for this?” Kirk asked.

“Indeed,” M-Spock said, “Your counterpart betrayed the Vulcan/Earth alliance, and in so doing, plunged both worlds in a new dark ages. He did this for one simple reason; power.”

As M-Spock continued to explain, he and Kirk walk though the sewer tunnel. There rats scurrying about, just as there had been in Kirk’s universe. In fact, Kirk thought to him self, at this point there was no way to prove he had ‘crossed over’ to another universe at all.

“That device you are carrying,” Kirk said, “why is it that you believe I can operate it?”

“In this universe we are now in,” M-Spock said to Kirk, “Your son, David Marcus, just as he is in your universe, is a being comprised of properties that can not be explained rationally.”

“Yes, I know,” Kirk said. “In my universe he was killed when an asteroid fragment struck an island he was on, killing everyone, including David. My so called friend, Gary Mitchell, brought David back from the dead, and ever since that time, my son, David, has manifested strange powers.”

“In what you would call my universe, this universe” M-Spock went on to say, “Your counterpart captured Gary Mitchell. Then, your counterpart killed David Marcus, decapitating his infant head right in front of Mitchell. Then, with the use of torture, Kirk compelled Mitchell to bring David back to life. Once that was done, Kirk killed Gary Mitchell, and then he used David Marcus to find mythical artifacts from the past, artifacts only David could find, including a panel which is the counterpart to the one I am holding now,” M-Spock said motioning to the panel he held.

“You’re implying,” Kirk came back with, “that my son, my David Marcus, is somehow connected to that panel as well. What is it? What is the Omicron?”

Before M-Spock could answer, they came upon a ladder that led up to a manhole nearly fifty feet above them. M-Sulu could be seen leering in from the outside of the manhole.

“It’s still here,” Sulu said. “But hurry,” Sulu added, “I think we’re going to have company pretty soon.”

M-Spock motioned Kirk to start climbing first, and he did. Eventually Kirk made it up to the manhole cover, and crawled out with M-Spock behind him. M-Spock climbed out of the manhole as well.

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Meanwhile, further down the sewer tunnel, Nor’vra had followed Kirk and M-Spock the entire way. She had heard the strange conversation between the two of them, and found it very hard to believe. If she had heard correctly, she too was in some sort of an alternate-universe. It was a universe where James T Kirk’s counterpart was very ruthless, killing his own child in fact to obtain power, and that the Omicron played some part in M-Spock’s plans to stop him.

She had no idea how she would return back to her universe. She also had no idea how she would survive on a mirror-Earth to the one she had come from. During M-Spock’s conversation with Kirk, which she had listened to thanks to the echoing properties of the sewer catacombs, M-Spock had made no mention of the Romulans of this other universe.

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A man of mercy; KIRK

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The mirror-Earth;
It is a world that shows the scars of battle, including smashed cities and millions upon millions of starving people. It is a world in decay, with no light of hope.--

One by one, five children were brought into the brightly lit, wall to wall cement interrogation room. Their ages ranged from five to eight years old, and they were all girls. They wore straggly clothing, and each of them had caked dirt and grime on their faces, and unwashed hair.

“Who are they?” Spock’s voice asked, as he watched the children being brought in.

“These rats,” mirror-Kirk’s voice replied, “Are nothing more than children of those who might be part of the resistance on Earth.”

The children had frightened looks on their faces, not really knowing what was happening, or more importantly, what was going to happen to them.

“Why are you resisted?” Spock’s voice asked.

“I am resisted,” mirror-Kirk replied, “because I am brilliant. When you’re perfect like I am, meaning, a human who should be worshiped by other humans, you carry a special burden that no one can quite understand.”

“Why are you brilliant?” Spock’s voice pressed.

“I unified this Earth,” mirror-Kirk replied with a silent reverie to his voice. “I took a world that had been at war with its self for millennia, and made it a unified world. Sure, it was under the tight fist of a tyrant, but that is how my mentor, John Gill, trained me to be. He often said that Hitler’s Germany was one of Earth’s greatest accomplished governments; and he was right.”

“If the world you ruled was as perfect make it out to be,” Spock continued, “why, then, where you resisted.”

“We’ll get to that later,” mirror-Kirk replied, “let’s continue with the memory I am showing you. Any moment I will come through that,” suddenly the door opened and Kirk, as well as a leather-clad woman, strode into the interrogation room, “door. I love it when I can time my memories so perfectly. What you’re seeing, Spocko, happened about three months ago. But the memory was so, how should I say, memorable that it is still very detailed in my mind, as you can see.”

“Who is that woman?” Spock’s voice asked, as he continued to be forced to relive one of mirror-Kirk’s memories.

“That woman,” Kirk said with lust in his voice, “was my Attendant. If I’m not mistaken, she’s over in your universe now. Oh, trust me, when I am done with you, and what I have planned for you to do, I will set my sights on getting her back. She’s the only woman I know who willingly submits to brutal beatings when we had sex,” mirror-Kirk said, “and I so miss that. I can rape any woman I want to, just with a snap of a finger. But to rape a woman who wants it as badly that way as she does, and does so willingly? Now that is nirvana.”

Spock could only watch as the coming events happened.

The mirror-Kirk walked up to the children, while he was eating a large roast-beef sandwich, and looked down upon them, in their starving conditions, and just chuckled.

“You’re pathetic,” mirror-memory Kirk told them. “You all look and smell like shit.”

“And they did,” the unseen mirror-Kirk said to Spock. “I bet they hadn’t cleaned themselves in months. Though I must admit, the scent was erotic as well.”

“You are repugnant,” Spock’s voice said.

“What this,” mirror-Kirk said, “this is when it gets fun.”

The children each looked up at mirror-memory Kirk, as he ate his sandwich. They had the look of starving animals on their faces.

“I can’t give you any food,” mirror-memory Kirk said, “It would be a waste of food, and I’m sure you all know that truth of that.”

The children were too scared to talk. Then, without warning, mirror-memory Kirk kicked the youngest girl, who couldn’t have been more than six years old, in the stomach, causing the child to crash up against the cement wall behind where she stood. Kirk laughed, as did the Attendant, as the girl collapsed to the ground in pain and was now crying.

“You are a barbarian,” Spock’s voice said somberly.

“I know,” mirror-Kirk’s voice said, “I have to be.”

Suddenly the cement door opened and the parents of each of the children were filed in, at gun point. The parents started to reach for their kids, but the guards accompanying them had batons and used them to keep the parents in control. One parent, a man in his early thirties, and who wore shabby clothes, tried to reach for his daughter. The guard who accompanied him began to pummel the man in the gut. The Attendant grabbed the guard’s baton and struck the crying father in his groin area, causing him to crumple to the floor. Then she got into the face of the guard.

“These are scum,” she told the guard, “treat them as such or,” then she took the baton and hit the guard as hard as she could in his groin area, “I’ll crack your nuts too.”

Mirror-memory Kirk came over to the parents, still eating his food, and smiled at them.

“Now listen,” Kirk told the parents, “I know that none of you are really supporting the resistance here on Earth. But I must do this to maintain my grip of fear. These images are being recorded by cameras over there,” he pointed at the wall mounted camera’s, “and the footage of what happens here will be released to the resistance, and the rest of this world, so everyone can see,” mirror-memory Kirk paused, “JUST HOW WHACKED I AM!”

Suddenly, Mirror-memory Kirk took his sandwich, and threw it at the man who was still scrawling on the floor in agony from being beaten by the guard and the Attendant. Then, repeatedly, mirror-memory Kirk kicked the man on the ground in his face repeatedly until blood splattered out of the man’s nose and mouth. Then, just as suddenly, mirror-memory Kirk calmed down and looked at the remaining parents.

“So anyway,” mirror-memory Kirk told them, “your children and you as well, are all going to die in this room. Let’s just be civil about it.”

The parents began to plead for the lives of their children.

“SHUT UP,” Kirk yelled at them. Then he grabbed one of the parents, a woman, by the neck, with both of his large hands, and pushed her up against the wall. “I’m either going to kill them!” He yelled, “Or I’m going to have my way with them, and then kill them, but either way,” Kirk yelled on, “THEY WILL DIE!”

And then, with some effort, he snapped the woman’s neck, making a loud cracking noise as he did it. Then he let her dead body crumble to his feet.

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Phoenix






Nor’vra had followed Kirk and M-Spock through the sewer tunnels. She had heard the strange conversation between the two of them, and found it very hard to believe what they were saying. If she had heard correctly, she too was in some sort of an alternate-universe. It was a universe where James T Kirk’s counterpart was very ruthless, killing his own child in fact to obtain power, and that the Omicron device which M-Spock had stolen from Nor’vra’s quarters back in her universe played some part in M-Spock’s plans to stop the Mirror-Kirk; and somehow, only Kirk, the Kirk for Nor’vra’s universe, could make the Omicron work.

Nor’vra had no idea how she would return back to her universe, or as she called it, universe-prime. She also had no idea how she would survive on a mirror-Earth. During M-Spock’s conversation with Kirk, which she had listened to thanks to the echoing properties of the sewer catacombs, M-Spock had made no mention of the Romulans of this other universe.

Emerging from the man-whole that M-Spock and Kirk had climbed up through moments earlier; Nor’vra stood up and took a look at the new world she was marooned on. The destruction she saw was quite a surprise. Skyscrapers that had once reached for the sky were like the jagged teeth of a Wysupian Dragon Demon. The stench of decay in the air, and the darkened sky were proof enough to her that Earth, this Earth, had been ravaged. If M-Kirk was indeed responsible for it all, Nor’vra could understand the hatred the others on this Earth thought of him with.

She pulled the hood of her cloak up and over her head, and started toward the city. Off in distance she could see this Earth’s version of Mn’aeha. On the Earth in her dimension, Mn’aeha was the home of the last survivors of Romulas, before it had been destroyed by the VGR entity. On this Mirror Earth, there was no way for Nor’vra to know what the island was used for now; but with nothing else to do, she decided to head for Mn’aeha.

As she made her way slowly through the debris that scattered about the fields and roads, she knew she was being followed. Luckily, before killing Curio, Nor’vra was an accomplished warrior. Her hand-to-hand combat skills were well toned. As she heard the footsteps scurrying out of sight, she deduced there were no more than three or four stalkers. It was time to make her play. Nor’vra stopped walking and turned to face surrounding blocks of concrete that littered the field she was walking along.

“I have no idea who you are,” Nor’vra told her unseen stalkers, “how ever, I know you are there. I must warn you, I am not a weakling; so attack me now! I demand it!”

She knew that challenging her unseen followers might have been risky, but she was never one to let events come to her; she came to them. Nor’vra could hear whispers coming from her unseen audience, and then, suddenly, just beyond one of the chunks of debris, which had no doubt once been part of a nearby skyscraper, and young man stood up.

“It can’t be,” the man said.

The man ducked down to where Nor’vra could not see him.

“Show yourself!” Nor’vra demanded.

Then not only did the young man stand up, but so did a young woman, and two other men.

“Who are you!?” Nor’vra demanded. “Why do you follow me?”

The four strangers were locked in a quiet argument of whispers, while they looked at Nor’vra. Finally the first young man she had seen came over to where Nor’vra was standing.

“We are sorry Praetor Nor’vra,” the man in scraggly clothing said to her, “we had thought you were executed by Lord Kirk before he fled from Earth.”

“Are you Romulan?” Nor’vra asked.

Romulans were actually Earthlings, Romans specifically, who, in Nor’vra’s universe, were supposedly saved from a rogue comet heading towards Earth nearly three-thousand years in the past by Vulcans. Nor’vra had no idea if there were even Romulans in this Mirror Universe.

“Yes,” the man replied. “We are the last of the Romulan slave laborers on Archer Island.”

Archer Island was the name of the island, before Nor’vra and her followers had taken it over in her universe, and was obviously still the name of the island in this universe.

“Why are you not on Archer Island?” Nor’vra asked.

“Our family escaped the labor camps,” the woman next to him said. “After Lord Kirk killed you, or so we thought, all hope was lost on the island and many of us rioted and escaped.”

It was the strangest story, Nor’vra thought to her self. And, strangely enough, as the man and woman continued to tell her about the evils of Lord Kirk and what he had done to these Romulans, Nor’vra found her self becoming attached to their plight. The world was not only in ruins for Earthlings, but even thousands of Romulans had escaped from Archer Island to become scavengers just to stay alive. The Romulans in this universe were taken from Earth, three-thousand years in the past, and forced to do slave labor on Vulcan. Then, eventually, they rebelled and fled into space where they colonized a world and Romulas, in this universe, was created. Then, as the man explained it, M-Kirk purchased fifty-thousand Romulans as slave laborers from the Vulcans, and had them transferred to Archer Island, on Earth, where they were processed then put up for auction in the far off major cities of Earth.

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MATCH

Federation security vehicles, including several hybrid SUVs, trucks, and vans had swarmed through the streets of Daytona Beach, and were now parked above a long unused manhole, with its cover now removed, that led down to an equally unused sewage tunnel. A Federation shuttlecraft descended from the dark night sky and parked on a nearby field. Starfleet’s newly minted Secretary of Defense, Christopher Pike, and the Ambassador from Vulcan, Sarek, stepped out of the shuttle. Once they were out of the shuttle, they were joined by Chief of Starfleet’s Earth Security Investigation team, or SEASIT as it was called, joined them. His name was Steve McGarrett.

“Good to see you again Steve,” Pike said as he shook McGarrett’s hand. “

“No it isn’t.” McGarrett replied with a sarcastic tone, “You still owe that dinner from our last round of Golf. Maybe tomorrow night you can ante up.”

Pike looked to Sarek.

“He beat me n the eighteenth hold, with an eagle. He was stuck in a sand-trap and somehow sunk it in from twenty-five yards. The luckiest shot I have ever seen.” Pike told the Vulcan.

“I must take your word for it,” Sarek replied, having no idea what the two humans were talking about.

“What do you got for us?” Pike asked, as they walked toward the now open manhole, which was guarded by several armed Security officers. “I’m glad we’re here, but I don’t understand why you wanted me to bring Ambassador Spock.”

“SEASIT detected,” McGarrett began to say, “an unauthorized transporter signal about three hours ago. Immediately,” McGarrett said with a direct tone, “we tracked the signal’s destination to beneath this area.”

“What is this area?” Sarek asked.

“A long abandoned sewage system,” McGarrett told him. “Now, we are certain beyond any doubt that there are no homeless people living down there. I had one of my men and his team check on that, and confirmed it.”

At that moment, one of McGarrett’s assistants came over to them.

“Go ahead Danno,” McGarrett told the assistant.

“We talked with local officials, and we used DNA scanners,” Lt. Dan Williams began to say, “and found no traces of any humans, or aliens, being down here beyond this day in the past year or so.”

“But that’s changed?” Pike asked.

“Yes,” McGarrett said with an added cold glance at Sarek, “We found traces of Vulcan DNA, though it has human characteristics, as well as three sets of human fingerprints and DNA as well.”

Pike detected the direct words McGarrett aimed at Sarek.

“What are you trying to say?” Pike asked for Sarek.

McGarrett turned to face Pike.

“As I said; we lifted four sets of prints; Kirk’s fingerprints, as well as Hikaru Sulu’s fingerprints. We have not determined who the third set belongs to, though we do know it was a woman.” McGarrett looked back to Sarek. “I know that your son is missing, and has been missing with the rest of the Enterprise crew, for quite some time. Being that as it may, I would like to have a set of Commander Spock’s prints, if you have any, to be certain the fourth set of prints don’t belong to him.”

Pike shook his head.

“Look, Steve,” Pike said, “Spock and the others are trapped on the other side of the galaxy. Take my word for it, these prints can not be Spock's.”

McGarrett nodded his head.

“I trust you Chris,” McGarrett said, “but I want to be certain. Can it be done?” McGarrett asked Sarek again.

“Yes,” Sarek replied, as he opened up his communication device, “I will have them sent from our Embassy in France right away.”

As Sarek talked on his device, Pike and McGarrett looked down at the stairway that reached down into the blackness of the sewers.

“Where did the transporter signal come from?” Pike asked.

“Funny you should ask that,” McGarrett said. “Although the signal was scrambled, my men back at SEASIT have been able to establish that it came from the south-east.” McGarrett said as he turned to face that direction. “What do you think?”

Pike looked in the direction that McGarrett was looking, and could see, in the far distance, the lights of Mn’aeha; the Romulan island colony off the coast of Florida.

“That’s just idle speculation,” Pike said to McGarrett.

“For now,” McGarrett replied with a stone look on his face. “But what if our clues lead us to that island?”

“Let’s just hope that they don’t.” Pike replied.

Sarek transferred the data he had obtained from the Embassy to Lt. Dan Williams’ PDA.

“It will take a moment,” Lt. Dan Williams said to the others.

“If I’m not mistaken,” McGarrett said to Sarek, “your wife had made contact with your son, even though he is, as you keep telling me, in the Delta-Quadrant. How is that possible?”

“I do not know,” Sarek said. “Vulcans, such as my self


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Fitting In; Part one



The mirror-Earth;
It is a world that shows the scars of battle, including smashed cities and millions upon millions of starving people. It is a world in decay, with no light of hope.

--
Spock, his arms bound together with metal straps, was led down a darkened tunnel that smelt of human decay, and other putrid human scents. Spock, with his heightened since of smell, could hardly stop him self from vomiting. Two men, guards that answered to M-Kirk’s orders, kept an eye on Spock. He was brought into another cement room, which had no windows. In the center of the room sat a woman, a human female. She was naked, and strapped to the chair. Spock instantly recognized who the woman was; Amanda his mother. Or, to be more exact, the counterpart of Amanda.

“That is not my mother,” Spock told M-Kirk.

“No,” M-Kirk said, “She isn’t exactly your mother. Yet, somehow I don’t think that will really matter.”

“Obviously you are using her, and those children before her, as leverage to use against me for, as of yet, some unknown reason. Why not just tell me what you want?”

M-Kirk punched Spock with all his might, throwing Spock to the ground.

“You don’t tell me anything,” M-Kirk growled, “I am the one in control here. You are just a pawn, and I will move you across the board, the universe, as I see fit.”

Spock was pulled back up to his feet by the two guards.

“Bring the Vulcan,” M-Kirk ordered.

Spock was shoved along, and towards the woman, M-Amanda, who sat on the chair. Her face was badly bruised, and dried blood was on her face.

“Why did you do this to her?” Spock asked.

“Because,” Amanda said softly, “this Kirk needs you, and I, to stop my Spock from destroying him.”

“None of this is logical,” Spock said to M-Kirk. “I have no special ability that can be used to accomplish this, or any goal.”

The door to the cemented room opened up, and then the clanking sound of high-heels was soon heard. Another woman came into view.

M-Kirk smiled at the woman in the heels, who also wore a skintight leather cat suit, and a sexy grin on her face as well. She held a file in one hand.

“I see you took me up on my offer,” M-Kirk said to her.

“I have,” the Attendant said. “You said if I did this for you, you would let me remain in the other universe for the rest of my life.”

“I am a man of my word,” M-Kirk said with a smile.

“No,” the Attendant said, “you are not. The information on this file can only be obtained with a secret code, which I will transmit to you once I am safely on the other side.”

M-Kirk noticed a small trickle of blood coming from the Attendant’s nose.

“I think your Sliding is catching up to you,” M-Kirk said. “I only did it once, and I even I know it did something to my body. So, you best take care. With that said, I will await your signal. But do not fail me Kira,” M-Kirk added with warning in his voice, “if you fail me I will come over there and find you, and kill you. I have the ability to transit between both universes too.”

Spock listened to the strange conversation. From what he could gather, the woman in leather, referred to as Kira, was a human from this Mirror Earth who was now living on the Earth in Spock’s universe. Both she, and M-Kirk, had the ability to not only traverse the two universes, but M-Kirk also had the ability to traverse the massive distance between the Alpha-Quadrant and the Delta-Quadrant, which was where Spock was, with the Enterprise crew on the Emprenda, when he was abducted by the ruthless M-Kirk. But for what reason, Spock could only wonder.

What was it that M-Kirk wanted him to do? Whatever it was, M-Kirk seemed to infer that both Spock, and the M-Amanda, could stop the mirror-universe Spock from doing whatever he was doing to try and M-Kirk. None of what was happening was logical. But Spock a sense that nothing in this strange universe was logical at all.

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Devil Kirk


The mirror-Earth;
It is a world that shows the scars of battle, including smashed cities and millions upon millions of starving people. It is a world in decay, with no light of hope.

--
Spock could only watch silently, as he was held back by two of M-Kirk’s guards. There was nothing Spock could do or say as M-Kirk sexually violated the M-Amanda from this strange universe, over and over.. Spock maintained his calm composure through it all. The site offended every fiber of his being, but he could not react, for there would be no benefit from reacting; not now at least.

The smell of human flesh, blood, sweat, and other secretions, and the roughness, at which M-Kirk used against M-Amanda, was very pronounced. Eventually, with M-Amanda curled up on a fetal position, trembling from the pounding her body took, M-Kirk stood from where he was stretched out on top of her. He stood naked before Spock, who was naked as well, from the earlier torture. Kirk surveyed Spock’s body.

“Did that not arouse you, Vulcan?” Kirk asked as he took a towel from one of the guards and dried the sweat from his face, large stomach, and lower region.

“I find you to be very repugnant, and I can see why you must force your will upon defenseless women.” Spock relied, to which M-Kirk pummeled him in the stomach for saying. Spock keeled over in pain.

“Your mom,” M-Kirk said to Spock as the Vulcan spit out a spackle of blood, “may be in her late sixties; but she can still rock with the best of them.”

Two other guards came in, and dragged M-Amanda’s body out of the cemented room. Kirk watched with a smile as her body left a track of sweat as they pulled her away.

“I never knew,” M-Kirk said to Spock, “that I had such a profound effect on your mother.”

“She is not my mother,” Spock replied in a soft voice.

Kirk grabbed Spock by the neck.

“What’s stopping me from going over there to your universe, and bringing her over here to use as I wish, just like I did with that one? Is THAT what you want?” M-Kirk demanded.

M-Kirk released Spock, and became calm and collected again.

“It is about time that I showed you what I want you and your mother to do for me,” Kirk decided. “I have killed children, raped your mother, and for what you ask?”

M-Kirk slid on his clothes, and then walked out of the room, and motioned for his guards to bring Spock. They walked down a darkened corridor and came into what appeared to be some kind of control room. Several different alien species and humans as well, manned the various posts.

--
In another room close by, M-Amanda was sitting in a chair as two beautiful women tended to the wounds inflicted by M-Kirk. M-Sarek came into the room and stood behind her.

“Was he hard on you?” M-Sarek asked.

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Dear David


In all his life, James Kirk had never really been in love. He had a child with Carol Marcus, but he never really loved her. He had his share of flings with women like Ruth, Jill, Debra, Samantha, the Connelly sisters, Jennifer, Angela, Linda, Pauline, and many others, but never had he been in love. But the moment M-Spock introduced him to Edith Keeler, the leader of a resistance cell on the mirror-Earth, Kirk knew that somehow he had met the woman who was his soul mate, if there was such a thing.

And, the strangest thing of all was this; when their eyes met, he knew she felt the same way. Who was this woman? She existed in this other universe and yet it seemed that they were fated to be more than just random strangers.

Kirk was taken to a room, and locked inside of it by M-Sulu. Alone, by him self, Kirk thought over recent events of his life.

Begin flashback

It had been only two years, the year 2053, since the Enterprise had been launched. In that time he saw his best friend, Gary Mitchell, and former first office, become nearly a God. Kirk also saw his armchair mounted computer, the S.P.O.C.K. unit, which showed signs of a unique consciousness, merged with the mind of a Vulcan male.

The Enterprise would go on and explore the local star systems near Earth, only to find that space was rife with aliens, such as the Vulcans, and others, like the Gorn, the Klingons and the Romulans.

Though, in subsequent events, Kirk, and Earth, would come to realize that the Romulans were actually Romans who were spirited away from Earth by the Vulcans, from Earth’s distant past.

In the twentieth-century, a probe called Voyager 2 was launched from Earth. Unknown to the NASA, one of its programmers had been forced by an exiled religious Romulan zealot, who pretended to be from Earth, to input alternate headings for the Voyager 2 probe, where it eventually encountered an alien entity that promised to deliver the Nirvana the Romulan believed in.

The returning Voyager 2 probe, VGR, would later merge its mind with that of an oppressed woman who saw the beliefs of the Romulan zealot as the cause of woman suffrage through the centuries on Romulas. Sarek, and Gary Mitchell, tried to plead with the VGR entity to not punish the Romulan home world, but to no avail. VGR destroyed itself, and in the process, destroyed Romulas as well. Without time to react, Mitchell saved the Enterprise, only by moving the ship across the galaxy, stranding it far from home.

Kirk, as stated earlier, had made it back to Earth, with the help of his infant son David, who also showed the signs of having the powers of a God.

Then, in most recent days, Kirk found him self being followed by a man who turned out to be the counterpart of Spock from another universe. A universe Kirk was now in, trying to stop his own counterpart from taking over the entire galaxy.

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The door to the room suddenly opened up, and a man, actually a being, who Kirk knew from recent events walked in; Trelane. He was a God like entity, just as Gary Mitchell had been. And Trelane wasn’t alone. He was holding an infant in his arms, who was also a God like being as well; David Marcus.

“Hello,” Trelane said, “papa.” He added with a smile.

The moment Jim Kirk realized that his son David was now part of some bizarre plan hatched by others from another universe; he wanted no part of it; at all.

“You almost had me,” Kirk said to Edith Keeler, “I was almost about to buy your bullshit story about my murderous counterpart; now you’ve brought my son into it, and I could care-a-less what happens to you or your so called resistance.”

“Jim Kirk,” Keeler began to say, “your son’s being here has nothing directly to do with our resistance; you must believe me. I would never condone the act of using a child as a pawn. This man, this being,” Keeler said as she looked at Trelane, as he held the baby, “came to us.”

Kirk stood up and walked over to where Trelane stood, and was about to punch the omnipotent imp.

“If I were you, I would not act too hastily,” Trelane said to Kirk. “Why, with just the mere blink of an eye lid, I could turn you into a frog.”

“You’re a bad liar Trelane,” Kirk said. “You can’t do that because David is looking right at you,” Kirk said as he looked down on his nearly two year old son, “and I’m willing to bet that even at his age, he is more powerful than you are. So, if you turn me into a frog, David my turn you into a fly. And you know what frogs do to flies.” Kirk added with a smile.

“Do you know this man?” M-Spock asked.

“Yes I do know this being, this pest.” Kirk said. “Trelane is just like your Gary Mitchell was; and the Gary Mitchell I know used to be. They claim to be God like beings that are apparently not only running amok in our own two universes, but crossing between them as well.” Kirk aimed his words at Trelane, “Don’t you have a counterpart like me?” Kirk asked Trelane. “Why don’t you go play with yourself.

“Very funny,” Trelane said. “And as for your Mister Mitchell’s counterpart in this universe, he was destroyed,” Trelane said, “by your nasty counterpart. Mine never existed, which is why, as a so called God, I can exist in both places. In essence,” Trelane said, “you might say that I am one of a kind.”

Kirk took David from Trelane’s arms, and held the baby close. He noticed the small rubber-ducky that was in his son’s arms.

“I see you haven’t managed to loose his rubber-ducky,” Kirk said with a small giggle.

“Actually,” Trelane said, “I lost it on some planet in the D-780 galaxy, and had to spend two whole days looking for that blasted thing, while that brat cried the entire time.”

“Alright,” Kirk said, “why did you bring him here to this universe?”

“Oh, for the usual reasons,” Trelane said. “Now that both Omicron’s are in the same universe, it is creating chaos among us God folk. And since we can not directly interfere, I brought your son here to inspire you to find the other Omicron, the one your counterpart has, and bring them both to me so I can get rid of them.”

“Let me see,” Kirk added, noticing the whimsical look on Edith Keeler’s face as he explained, “if I don’t help find this other Omicron device, then this universe and my son will die.”

“Yeah,” Trelane admitted, “it goes something like that.”

“So by helping to find this other Omicron device,” Kirk continued, “I will also, just by chance, be helping Miss Keeler here and her cause against the evil Kirk as well.”

“Yeah,” Trelane admitted, “you could say that. So, work some of that Kirk magic of yours, so the three of us can go home, back to our universe.” Trelane said as he took David back. “It’s a good thing they make those books now.”

“What books?” Kirk asked.

“My two dads,” Trelane said with a smile, “don’t we make the cutest couple?”

Kirk took a swing at Trelane’s jaw, but only connected with thin air as Trelane vanished.

“Please believe me,” Edith Keeler said from where she was sitting, “I did not know that man, that thing, could be so petulant.”

Kirk rubbed his hands together, and sat back down.

“Alright,” Kirk said, “so you sent your Spock to lure me over, because Trelane’s involvement had to remain secret; I get that. Now, that panel there,” Kirk said as he saw the strange, yet beautiful starship that was still displayed on it, “you said only I could operate it, why is that?”

“Your son David is spawned from the same forces that this panel is derived from.” M-Spock said. “The Remnants, the beings on Neptune, or the stitches of reality, whatever you want to call them, that exist on your Neptune, in your universe, exist in this universe on its Neptune as well. The two Omicron panels, the two Gary Mitchells, the two Davis Marcus’s, even you, have properties that are all tied together due to future events and past events, and they coalesce around these panels.”

“And,” Edith Keeler said, “The starship that you see on this panel exists in an area outside of what is called the Space-time continuum. Our Kirk was able to manipulate his son, before he killed him, into seeing into yet another universe. That ship is from that third universe, and Kirk aims to bring it into this one, and use it as a template to create an armada of ships just like it, which he will use to take over the rest of the galaxy.”

“Only you,” M-Spock continued, “can stop him. His David is dead; your David Marcus is not. Right now as we speak, our Kirk is trying to find other means in which to obtain that ship. We have to stop him from doing that by bringing both Omicron devices together; only then can the doorway to area beyond space and time can be opened, and that ship can be either destroyed, or sent back to where it is from.”

“If he knows all of this,” Kirk said, “then why didn’t he come after me? Why has he let this so called resistance of yours to get to me first?”

“We have a mole, an insider,” Keeler said, “in his inner circle. Unfortunately, her loyalties can not be trusted to last for very long. She has had routine access to your side for quite some time, and actually, about two months ago, was actively trying to obtain your son, to be used by our Kirk, to further his evil agenda. Since that time, she had changed to loyalty to us. But, like I said, all that could change.”

The door to the room opened, and a woman came in. She was wearing a skin tight leather cat suit, and sex oozed from her very existence. M-Sulu came in with her as well.

“She just beamed in,” M-Sulu reported to M-Spock and Edith Keeler.

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Robert Scorpio Presents

“Double Trouble”





Secretary of Defense Christopher Pike sat in his office, behind his desk, and was about to be briefed by, among others, Ambassador Sarek and one of the Federation’s most gifted scientists, a blue skinned Andorian named Shrev. The Chief of Starfleet’s Earth Security Investigation team, or SEASIT as it was called, Steve McGarrett, was also sitting across from Pike. And sitting next to McGarrett was the very eclectic Mathew-81, a human with a most interesting past, who was working for an unknown alien race. Mathew-81, just as Gary-7, was a human who was taken from Earth centuries ago, and employed by the unknown alien race for, as of yet, unknown reasons. But, apparently, they had been interacting with the Federation long before Earth joined that galactic union.

“It is the belief of the Federation Science Department,” Shrev said, as his words were being translated by the universal translator, “that recent events prove the presence of beings from an alternate universe here on Earth.”

“Do you believe this?” Pike asked McGarrett.

“As strange as it may sound, Secretary of Defense,” McGarrett said, “I am compelled to believe this theory. Those fingerprints we found in the sewer below Daytona were most definitely made by the Ambassador’s son,” McGarrett said, as he glanced at Sarek.

“But what about the report we received from Captain Mitchell?” Pike said, “Mitchell said that Spock vanished from sight, along with Kirk, while they were both on that side of the galaxy.”

McGarrett shook his head.

“I checked the dates given by Captain Mitchell,” McGarrett said as he took out a small notebook and looked at dates written on it, “If the dates and times provided by Mitchell concerning the last time he saw Kirk in the Delta-Quadrant are accepted as fact, and I see no reason not to take them as fact since McCoy supported those dates as well, Kirk, at that precise time, was also here on Earth, right inside this building, dealing with the situation concerning the Ruk Android. He couldn’t possibly be in two places at the same time, since even by that time his son had already been handed over to who and whatever this Trelane fellow is. Kirk, as incredible as a man you Starfleet types make him out to be, could not be into different places at the same time, nearly across the galaxy from both places. No; there has to be two Kirks.”

“Could one of the two Kirks, and Spocks, be more of Gill’s androids?” Pike countered.

“Not likely,” McGarrett countered back with. “By that time, my men were already combing the late John Gill’s lair in Montana. I seriously doubt we are dealing with androids.”

Sarek spoke next.

“Do not forget the ship,” Sarek said, “the one Mitchell reported that Spock beamed over too. The descriptions of the ship, given by Mitchell and McCoy, do not match any configuration of any known vessel in the Federation data base.”

“And,” McGarrett continued, “When you add in the disappearance of Spock, Kirk, and the subsequent sightings of Spock, with a goatee no less, here on Earth, it definitely lends its self to the possibility we are dealing with two Spocks, and two Kirks.”

“So now,” Pike concluded for McGarrett, “you contention is that we are dealing with visitors from parallel universe, a Spock and a Kirk no less. Is that even possible?”

“Yes,” Shrev stated, “it is. The theory of parallel universes is not unique,” Shrev said.

Pike looked to Mathew-81.

“And tell me, Mr. 81, what is your involvement with all of this?” Pike asked.

“I have been authorized to tell you and the Federation” Mathew-81 said, “that those who I am employed by are well aware of incursions by humans from a parallel universe. They are accessing this universe via a network of passages, doorways if you will, that have been, it seems, strategically placed in sensitive areas of this universe. One such doorway is right here on Earth, though it must be said that other means exist that can allow access to the other universe outside of using these passages.”

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SECTOR-001-ENTERPRISE recap


The Mirror-Earth
A dark place; where hope is lost. The Mirror-Kirk of this world has sold out his own people, making Earth a slave planet for the Klingon/Cardassian alliance, under Mirror-Kirk’s ruthless rule of course. Mirror-Kirk also came into possession of the Omicron Device. The Omicron Device can literally gaze into parallel universes, by feeding off of the energy from special beings that possess, inside of them, special energy that pre-dates the universe. Mirror-Kirk’ s son, David Marcus, was such a being. And by using his son’s unique ability, Mirror-Kirk saw the USS ENTERPRISE of another universe (the TREK XI universe). But before he could bring it into reality, he accidentally killed his son. Mirror- Kirk is actively trying to find a way to bring that ship into reality.

To stop Mirror-Kirk from obtaining the ship he covets, the resistance, led by Edith Keeler and Mirror-Spock has enlisted the help of Captain Kirk, Mirror-Kirk’s counterpart. They hope that Kirk can destroy this powerful ship before Mirror-Kirk brings it into reality and uses it as a template to build a fleet of ships of his own that will continue his evil hold on Earth.

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Back in the regular universe, the Federation continues to try and find a technology to bring the crew of the Enterprise back home from the Delta-Quadrant, where they have been stranded since being flung there by Gary Mitchell. Secretary of Defense Pike, as well as Ambassador Sarek, and Earth Security Chief Steve McGarrett, are starting to piece together a puzzle that points to incursions by Mirror-universe humans (Mirror-Spock, Mirror-Sulu, Mirror-Attendant) and how it all fits in the disappearance of Captain Kirk.

The Borg, every sixty years or so, invade the Alpha-Quadrant. Just who and what the Borg are is still being learned. But for whatever reason, the Borg will not invade the Earth system; until now. A Borg fleet, consisting of a giant Cube ship, and three planet-killers (Doomsday Machines), which act as planet destroyers, has appeared beyond Earth’s system. Unknown to the responding Earth/Federation fleet, consisting of Romulan ships as well, Scotty and Sulu (Sulu now being a Borg drone) are aboard the Borg cube. Drone-Sulu was able to prevent Scotty’s assimilation, though details of just how this was accomplished are to be explained soon.

And, coming soon, the wrath of a returning villain is sure to cause mayhem as well!!!!


Rob

 

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ROBERT SCORPIO PRESENTS

Eye of the Tiger



The mirror Universe

A place where hope barely survives, because the James T Kirk of that universe, betrayed his own kind and was able to hand over Earth, and its population as slaves, to the Klingon/Cardassian alliance. Mirror-Kirk now has a new plan; he plans to use a device he obtained, a device with strange powers, to bring a powerful starship from another universe into his, and then use it as a template to make his own fleet. He hopes to use the fleet to not only cement his own rule on Earth, but to also take over the galaxy, and eventually betray his Klingon/Cardassian allies.

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Australia;
An island off the coast that serves as the headquarters for the dissident movement on Earth that hopes to end mirror-Kirk’s tyrannical rule.

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The mission to take over Mirror-Kirk’s compound in San Francisco bay was finally set to go into motion. It had been hastily designed because time was on mirror-Kirk’s side, not the dissidents. A report had reached Earth’s resistance warning of a fleet of Klingon/Cardassian warships that were being sent to Earth to prop up mirror-Kirk’s hold on Earth. The fleet would take two weeks to arrive. The resistance had that amount of time to take back Earth once and for all.

Edith Keeler met with James T Kirk, the one her operatives had brought over from the other universe, had joined their cause. The fact that Kirk’s son’s life was now in the balance, thanks to the unwanted intervention of Trelane, the super-being, was in no small way part of Kirk’s change of attitude.

“I know that saving your son’s life,” Edith said, “is why you are now helping us. But I hope, in these past few weeks, you have come to see that we are people, humans just like you, striving for a better world.”

“I do,” Kirk said. “I just hope I can do what you think I can do.”

Mirror-Spock, who was second in command of the resistance, behind Keeler, entered the room with the Omicron Device that had also been brought from Kirk’s universe.

“You do understand what you are to do?” Spock asked.

“Right,” Kirk replied. “Your attack force will rush Kirk’s compound in San Francisco bay,” Kirk explained. “Edith’s team, the one I am with, will come in from the other side of the bay, and secretly enter the compound via a web of water ducts that were built there long ago. Once inside, we will meet up with the Attendant and her forces, which will already be on the inside ready to go, and we will make our way to this room,” Kirk said pointing at a schematic of mirror-Kirk’s compound. “This is where Kirk keeps his Omicron Device. With both devices in close proximity it will, hopefully, give me access, because of my unique relationship with my son, to the ship that waits on the outside of time. I will hopefully have the ability to destroy the ship, and then supposedly you will all be safe, even though the fleet of enemy ships will arrive in two weeks.”

“We will deal with that fleet,” Edith said, “when the time comes.”

“You will keep your part of the bargain and let my son and I go?” Kirk asked.

Suddenly Trelane blinked into the room, holding Kirk’s son.

“Actually, it will be I who will keep my part of the bargain,” Trelane corrected Kirk, “and take you and this snot nosed kid back to our universe. Just be sure you do your part of this plan, and destroy that ship.” Trelane reminded Kirk. Trelane neglected to tell Kirk what was really going to happen; because unknown to Kirk, there was much more to come than just destroying a simple ship trapped on the other side of reality.

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The conversation Edith was having with Kirk, M-Spock and Trelane was not going unobserved. At that moment, clear across the planet Earth, M-Kirk was observing what was being said as well; inside the mind of Spock. The Spock he had brought over from the other universe just for such an occasion.

Thanks to the Attendant’s reports earlier in the year, M-Kirk was well aware of the mind-meld between the other Kirk, Gary Mitchell and Spock of that universe and the unique properties that were exchanged from it. And M-Kirk was also made aware of the unique mind-meld powers that the other Spock had acquired, which gave him the ability to meld with his mother, Amanda, from clear across the galaxy. Using that power, and a mind device that controlled Spock’s will, M-Kirk was able to use Spock’s ability to observe the conversation between Keeler and the others.

M-Kirk, lying on a bed next to Spock, their minds connected through a series of wires and hardware on strange headsets they wore, opened his eyes, ending the mind-meld with Spock. The Attendant stood above him. Kirk smiled at her.

“I really liked the part,” M-Kirk said to her, “where you will be waiting with a group of loyal men to you, here, waiting to help them stop me and gain access to my Omicron Device.”

“Yeah,” the Attendant said with a smirk, “they totally believe I’m on their side, fools that they are.”

M-Kirk stood up, and without warning, he took grabbed the Attendant by the neck and shoved her against the wall.

“I think,” M-Kirk said in a harsh whisper, “you’re playing me as the fool. I think you are working for them, and have been all along.”

The Attendant struggled to breath, as M-Kirk’s grasp became tighter.

“I would never,” the Attendant gasped, “betray you!”

Kirk placed both his index finger and middle finger of his right hand over her closed eye lids, massaging them.

“Of course not,” M-Kirk said as he pressed his body against hers, “how could you?”

He pressed his lips to hers, and slid his tongue into her mouth. Then, in a sudden move, he forcibly drove both his fingers into her eyes, pressing her lids, and eyeballs, into her skull as he did, blood squirting out as he did, as she screamed in sheer agony. Then he stood back and snapped his fingers.

Two Klingon body guards came past him, with Bat’leths, and began to stab at her, and hack at her, with their blades. M-Kirk watched with a smile on his face as they hacked her apart like an animal, her guttural screams, and moans, betraying her agony as she died. Then the arms of another woman, Amanda, came around his torso.

“Don’t you just love the sight of this?” Kirk asked Amanda.

“I do,” Amanda said to Kirk as she grabbed his manhood through his slacks. “Do you plan to do this to him?” Amanda asked as she looked down at the other Spock, who was in a near state of coma on the bed.

“In time,” Kirk said as he turned and kissed her, with the taste of the Attendant’s tongue still on his. “Now that I know what the resistance is going to do, I can crush them once and for all.”

Amanda went down on her knees to satisfy him in a sexual manner; as they watched the Klingons continue to hack the dead body of the Attendant up even more. M-Kirk was very aroused at what he saw, and felt. With the resistance soon to be stopped, nothing would stand in his way.

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An island off the coast of Australia; the headquarters of the resistance movement



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Due to upcoming story events, STAR TREK: USS ENTERPRISE and STAR TREK: SECTOR-001 are, as of now, being merged back into one story title; STAR TREK: 21st Century.

STAR TREK: Cogley's Law, which also takes place in the same expanded universe as Enterprise/Sector-001 will retain its seperate title.

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