Star Trek: Voyager - Dark Realm

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Dingo, Mar 25, 2009.

  1. Dingo

    Dingo Captain Captain

    Mar 14, 2009
    X.S. Tech, Part III

    “Sausage worshippers?” Janeway said as she took a swallow from a cup of coffee clutched in her right hand as she read from the PADD in her left hand.

    “That’s what the report says.” Chakotay said as he eyed the PADD in his own hands.

    “And Celes was injured by this a member of this Biff Tannen character’s gang?” Janeway replied.

    “Apparently she was treated at this facility called X.S. Tech.” Chakotay said, “The species that founded X.S. Tech were bald, green skinned humanoid aliens very similar to the Ferengi with a high tech bend. They appear to enjoy selling technology to other races at high prices.”

    “This X.S. Tech appears to be a civilization on a par with our own with advancements in some areas. Their achievements in cybernetics are impressive to say the least. This Bishop android described by the away team in their report is fairly advanced.” Janeway replied, “Telfer’s report stated that he’s more advanced than a Soong type android.”

    “The report also states they found some sort of interstellar transporter device.” Chakotay said.

    “Any attempts to use it?” Janeway asked.

    “I was just getting there, Kathryn. Unfortunately something went awry during the demonstration that Tom and Dalby witnessed...” Chakotay replied as he continued to alternate his eyes between Kathryn and the PADD.


    “Hey.” Marty said as he limped into the room where Tal Celes lay fighting for her life. He felt like he owed these people his life, those people so far away from their homes who risked their lives to help him and Doc. And one of them had been wounded by one of Biff’s gang.

    Henry Kano turned around and regarded Marty McFly.

    “I just wanted to thank you guys for everything you did for me.” Marty began.

    “You’re welcome.” Henry replied almost absently as he checked Celes’ vitals.

    Marty could tell that Henry cared about Celes as more than a teammate or something. He definitely had some feelings for her.

    “Are you like seeing her or something?” Marty asked.

    “No.” Henry replied, “We’re just friends.”

    “Look. I’m so sorry. This is my fault.” Marty replied, “If Biff hadn’t gotten a hold of me. If I had been more careful on my survey mission she wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

    “Mate. It’s not your fault. You didn’t shoot her. 3D did and he will pay with his life.” Henry replied coldly.


    Tom and Ken walked into the large auditorium with a large viewscreen and a robot sitting at a console with two glass tubes on either side of it. In one of the glass tubes was a blue furry alien creature with antennae and yellowish eyes.

    The viewscreen flared to life and the alien female from the earlier presentations appeared yet again and said: “And now, for the world of living life with X-S, here once again is Chairman Clench.”

    Chairman Clench appeared again onscreen and gestured grandly before he spoke, “By now you must be wondering how X-S Tech can help you seize the future. Well, wonder no more! Here to show you how is our most advanced cyberbotic performance unit to date.”

    As he spoke the robot flared to life and began to gaze at the various human audience members, “Ahh, welcome, weary travelers, to the great big universe of X-S. You may call me sir. That is S-I-R which stands for simulated intelligence robotics.”

    The small creature in one of the glass tubes began to whine.

    “What do you want, Skippy?” S.I.R. asked

    “Do you think that thing’s sentient?” Dalby asked Tom with a raised eyebrow.

    “I don’t know. It seems to have a rudimentary form of communication or language.” Tom replied.

    Just then Skippy chittered something that sounded like: “I want to go out there.”

    “We should do something. This corporation is exploiting sentient lifeforms...” Dalby said.

    “There’s nothing we can do about that.” Tom replied, “They kinda have us over a barrel. I mean Celes is injured and they’re treating her. Who knows if they’ll just stop treatment or worse detain us if we just start yelling about that exploitation. But we’re not just gonna do nothing.”

    S.I.R. gestured towards the tube: “No, you may not get out. You're our... lucky volunteer! Now, dear friends, you're probably asking 'What can the galaxy's leader in sophisticated technology do for me?' Well, how would you like to travel anywhere, anytime at the touch of a button? Science Fiction? NO! Behold the X-S Series 1000. The first in a complete line of personal and commercial teleportation systems, capable of sending bright-eyed biological life forms like yourselves, and even lower life forms like Skippy, from one place to another instantly. In a moment I will break down our fuzzy little friend into a mass of molecules, send those molecules through the air above your head, and reconstruct them in the tube over here, as good as new! And now, witness for yourselves, the wonders of X-S teleportation. Phase one of the process has begun: disintegration into molecular components. Don't worry, it's practically painless!”

    He began to work the console and then Skippy began to dematerialize: “And now to the second phase: the molecules are beamed to the receiving chamber where atom-by-atom, we construct our carefree traveler!”

    Skippy began to appear looking just on the right side of burned and began to chitter his complaints which S.I.R. promptly suppressed: “And here's the little Skipper now! Oh shut-up, Scruffy, you're not burned. You’ve just got a healthy glow!”

    Skippy chittered back some protests.

    S.I.R. replied with a dismissive tone: ”Skippy, you-you've just reminded me of a feature that I absolutely love! With the mere touch of a button, the entire process can be reversed! Bon Voyarge!”

    Skippy dematerialized again as S.I.R. continued to speak: “And this is my favorite: it can be suspended...indefinitely.”

    S.I.R. continued as a white cloud hovered over his head: “My dear friends, you've just witnessed a small sample of the awesome power of X-S Teleportation.”

    “Excuse me S.I.R. just what do you mean by small sample?” Dalby asked.

    “Why mister...” S.I.R. began, “I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name.”


    “Mister Dalby. I was just getting there. There's much more! Imagine if the trip were not merely the width of this room, but the breadth of a galaxy, the span of a universe! Well, imagine no more. Because soon, one of YOU will be taking that trip. One of YOU will seize the future with X-S! Bon Voyarge!” S.I.R. replied.

    “OK that means one of us could travel to their home planet.” Dalby replied, “I see an opportunity here. Maybe they have a way to get us back to our world.”

    “That’s insane. We don’t even know what star system X.S. Tech is in or if the Flyer could even reach it. And what if they detain you or they’re working with Armus.” Tom replied.

    “Look. If we don’t take chances we’ll never get back.” Dalby replied.

    Dalby removed his comm badge and began to mess with it: “If I get chosen I can be traced by my comm badge carrier wave signal from the Flyer. Give me yours.”

    “This idea is still insane.” Tom groaned as Dalby modified the comm badge that Tom handed him as they proceeded into another auditorium. It was just after the auditorium door closed that Tom’s comm badge chittered to life.


    Henry sat down with Telfer in the small coffee shop with its sterile decor. “Any changes?” Billy asked.

    Henry glanced balefully at him, “No change. She hasn’t gotten worse and she hasn’t gotten better. I shouldn’t have agreed to let us split up like that. I could’ve protected her.”

    Telfer said nothing. He felt conflicting emotions going through his head. Part of him blamed Henry for the command decision to split their small group to find the flux capacitor. But another part of him knew that if Henry hadn’t been on the scene Tal would never have made it to the hospital.

    Clara came by just then. “Any news?” She asked gently.

    “No.” Henry replied.

    Clara joined Telfer and Kano at the table just then.

    “She wouldn’t want you beating yourself up like this.” Telfer said.

    “It is my fault she’s in that state. If we hadn’t split up. 3D would never have gotten the drop on Clara and her.” Henry replied.

    Telfer knew that Henry needed to hear something comforting but he couldn’t think of anything, but Clara beat him to the punch.

    “You know she loves you right?” Clara said.

    Henry looked surprised: “How could you know that?”

    “She confided it to me.” Clara began.

    “Now you know she wouldn’t want you driving yourself nuts with guilt over this.” Telfer said, “And it is true. She does love you.”

    Before Henry could reply, Emmett Brown came running over to them: “There’s some disturbing news I’ve got on another front. I found a tracking sensor in the DeLorean.”

    “Wanker.” Henry replied before just about knocking his comm badge off his shirt, “Kano to Paris.”

    “Paris here. Go ahead.”

    “Tom, there’s been a tracking sensor discovered on the DeLorean. Armus, Biff, and the peanut gallery should be here at any minute.” Henry replied.

    “I’ll go talk to Bishop see if there are any security measures X.S. Tech has.” Telfer replied. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Henry examining both his hand phaser and the homemade knife in his hand.

    “If I should chance upon 3D, he isn’t going to survive the encounter. I promise that.” Henry replied.

    Telfer felt his blood turn icy at Henry’s menacing tone as well as his heart rate rising. He knew better than to ask his friend about his seriousness. There was that part of him that agreed with Henry’s burning desire for revenge, however. Henry. If you find that bastard when they attack, kill him.


    Up next the demonstration goes awry and Biff leads an attack on the X.S. Tech facility.
  2. Dingo

    Dingo Captain Captain

    Mar 14, 2009
    X.S. Tech, Part IV

    After receiving the very disturbing bit of information Tom and Dalby sat down in the auditorium. There really was no other choice because the gastight doors had already closed and would remain closed until the presentation had concluded.

    It was just then that the viewscreens in the room flared to life and another male of Chairman Clench’s species appeared on screen: “Ah! People of Earth, greetings to each and every one of you! I am Spinlock, X-S Management Supervisor, speaking to you live across the galaxy where we're all set for yet another spectacular demonstration! Dr. Feemis . . .”

    As he spoke he indicated a female of that same species sitting at a console behind him. She turned to speak just then, “Hello. Look, I don't think we should–“

    “--We should waste another moment. I couldn't agree with you more. Ready when you are.” Spinlock interjected.

    Feemis spoke again: “Thank-you. The analysis modules above your head will now lower into place. Please remain seated in an upright position with your arms at your sides. When the modules touch your shoulders, they will stop automatically so . . . remain seated and do not interrupt their operation.”

    The harnesses, which resembled theme park safety restraints, were lowered onto audience’s shoulders as Feemis began to talk the audience through the procedure: “Data link online and analyzing now...”

    “And we've got our lucky traveler to whisk across the galaxy. In just a moment the analysis module will rise and...” Spinlock replied as the lights landed on Dalby.

    Distant yelling could be heard just then in the background on the viewscreen: “I don't care! Stand aside! Ah, Spinlock.”

    “Chairman Clench!” Spinlock said, voice conveying a mixture of surprise and feigned delight.

    “So, is everything on schedule?” Clench asked.

    “Well, to tell you the truth...” Dr. Feemis began before Spinlock cut her off.
    “We’re ahead of schedule!”

    “Excellent!” Clench replied.

    “Just selecting a volunteer.” Spidlock replied.

    “It’s off.” Clench announced.

    “Oh good!” Feemis said, visibly relieved.
    Her relief did not last long as Clench spoke again: “I’ve been seized!”

    “Something you ate, sir.” Spinlock replied.

    “Seized with inspiration! A new idea!” Clench began.

    “Oh terrific.” Feemis said with an enthusiasm she didn’t feel as she eyed her instruments.

    “We’re live, right?” Clench asked.

    “Oh yes, sir, very.”Spinlock replied.

    “Hello, everyone. I've recalculated our plan. You see, if we bring one of you here, well, I just get to meet one of you. However, if I'm teleported to Earth, I can meet all of you! Shake each hand and personally answer all of your questions about the wonders of X-S, I'll be with you in just a moment. Prepare yourselves for an unforgettable encounter.” Clench began.

    “Uh, sir! I doubt this is a good idea!” Spinlock began before Clench cut him off.

    “Ah, remember, Spinlock, doubt is the rust of a feeble mind. The only way to seize the future is to grasp the present. Let's go.”

    “Grasp the present! Yes, well. The Chairman certainly has a way with words, wouldn't you say Dr. Feemis?” Flustered yet trying to regain face Spinlock turned to Dr. Feemis.

    “Grasp! Grasp, right! But first I have to totally recalibrate...” Feemis replied as her fingers danced across her instrument panel.

    “Come on! Seize, grasp!” Clench ordered impatiently as he stepped into the large glass tube in the center of the teleporter room.

    “Okay Doctor?” Spinlock replied.

    “I am going as fast as I can.” Feemis replied.

    “Spinlock!” Clench ordered.

    “Yes sir!” A harried Spinlock replied.

    “Dr. Feemis!” Clench shouted.

    “What!?” Feemis shouted back.

    “Spinlock!” Clench shouted.

    “Must I do everything!?” Spinlock replied to Feemis and began to start pulling on levers.

    “No! Nooo! I didn't lock the trajectory, we don't know where we're sending him!” Feemis protested as Spinlock leaned over her instrument panel.

    “No! No, I didn't mean it!” Spinlock said as Clench started to dematerialize with a scream.

    After witnessing Clench dematerializing Dalby’s eyes went wide. “Christ that could’ve been me...”

    “I don’t think we’re outta the woods yet.” Tom remarked as the demonstration continued.

    “Another planet, in our transmission path. It must've intercepted the signal.” Dr. Feemis said from the distant control room.

    “What?” Spinlock asked.

    “W-wait! Wait, I've got something.” Feemis replied.

    “Well, boost the power and send him to Earth.” Spinlock ordered.

    “Well, what if it’s not him?” Feemis protested.

    “Course it's him, send him to Earth! Ladies and Gentlemen, live and in person--Chairman Clench!” Spinlock announced.

    “Uh, Spinlock, since when does Clench have wings?” Feemis replied.
    “Wings??” Spinlock replied.

    As they spoke fog began to materialize in the glass tube in the center of the room as molecules began to re-materialize into a three meter and vaguely serpentine shape...

    “Uh oh...” Dalby groaned.

    “Uh, analyzing now.” Feemis began.

    “Well? What is it?” Spinlock asked.
    “Okay, lets see. Ornitheus, Carnivorous...” Feemis began.

    “Carnivorous? It eats meat?” Spinlock asked.

    “Exactly, genius. Those people are in a lot of danger.” Feemis replied.

    “Now what's happening?” Spinlock replied.

    The sound of glass buckling and starting to break echoed through the darkened chamber as the massive insectoid life form smashed a pincerlike claw against the tube repeatedly.

    “The teleportation tube is starting to break!” Feemis began.

    Spinlock stammered as his eyes widened: “B-but it’s unbreakable...”

    The tube shattered as a pincer smashed through. Tom ducked to avoid a large hunk of glass.


    In the vehicle hanger where the DeLorean, Jules Verne Train, and Delta Flyer were kept Telfer, Kano, Dr. Brown and Clara were all clustered around the Flyer.

    Henry unlocked a panel in the Delta Flyer and held out a Type-1 hand phaser.

    “Are you nuts?!” Telfer whispered,”You’re letting them use 24th Century weaponry?”

    “What choice do we have?” Henry replied: “This attack affects us all.”

    “This end’s the dangerous end, right?” Clara asked as she pointed at the solid state contacts at the front of the weapon.

    “Now it is.” Henry replied as he activated the power source. “These top buttons are how you adjust the power settings. The right button increases and the left lowers its power setting. The bottom button is how you fire.”

    “I have a weapon of my own.” Emmett said as he reached into a compartment inside the Jules Verne Train. He pulled out an 1873 Winchester fitted with a telescopic sight nearly as long as the weapon itself.

    “Right. Do you have anything for Clara?” Henry asked.

    “No. I don’t.” Emmett replied, “I can leave Clara with me.”
    “It’d be best if she was armed as well. And able to defend herself.” Henry replied, “I’m not implying that you can’t protect her. But it would be best if she were armed.”

    “We’ll need people to protect the vehicles.” Emmett began.

    “You just volunteered for that assignment.” Henry replied, “Telfer, give them a hand. I’ll assist Bishop with any triage in the infirmary and defend it as well.”

    “What about Tom and Kenneth?” Telfer asked.

    “I’ll see if I can’t get a hold of them...” Henry said and tapped his comm badge, “Kano to Paris...”


    The glass tube shattered as the winged insectoid alien flew out into the auditorium.

    Spinlock’s voice shot out over the comm: “People of Earth, quiet! Listen to me please! Don't scream! If you remain perfectly quiet it probably won't eat you! Oh no! I told you to BE QUIET!!”

    “Sage advice.” Tom said in a low voice to Dalby as he worked at the safety harness he was wearing. It was just then that his comm badge chittered to life.

    “Kano to Paris. We’re arming up to prepare for Biff’s attack. What’s your situation?” Henry asked.

    “Henry...I can’t talk right now...the situation is...” Tom began as the alien jumped into the aisleway.

    “....extremely hostile...Keep talking.” Tom said before ripping the comm badge off his shirt and lobbing it as far as he could throw it.
    “Tom? What in blazes is going on?” Henry asked. His voice blared loudly over the comm badge and the alien tracked the sound and swung a pincer at it, smashing the comm badge.

    The sound of wings flapping could be heard and Tom felt the air moving as the alien flew over his head.

    “We need to get it back in the tube.” Spinlock’s voice echoed. Evidently the video feed to X.S. Tech was still active.

    “We can’t teleport it anywhere. We’ve lost power.” Feemis shot back.

    “Well send someone to restore it!” Feemis replied.

    “We’ve gotta try and stop that thing.” Tom whispered to Dalby as the two men ducked into an alcove.
    “How!?” Dalby hissed back, “Did you see that monster!”

    “We’ve got to do something. We can’t just let it eat these people.” Tom replied.

    “We can’t do much good in that monster’s gut.” Dalby replied.

    “We’ve still got to do something!” Tom protested.

    The alien hissed and yowled as it heard the noise of the two men arguing.

    “I vote that something being getting the hell out of here!” Dalby said as he tugged on the door. Sealed. Gas tight. Damn it!

    “Now what!?” Dalby asked.

    “I’m thinking! I’m thinking!” Tom replied.

    “Well think fast!” Dalby said as the alien flew towards them. Dalby drew his phaser and fired three blasts. All three of them left minor scorch marks on the creature’s exoskeleton.

    “This could be a disaster...” Dalby groaned as the two men ran from the flying alien.


    Up Next: Tannen’s attack and the defense of the X.S. Tech facility.
  3. Dingo

    Dingo Captain Captain

    Mar 14, 2009
    X.S. Tech, Part V​

    “Kano to Telfer. Are you in position?” Henry asked.

    “We’re in the garage. Ready as we’ll ever be.” Telfer replied.

    “Right.” Henry replied.

    “How’s Tal?” Telfer asked, concern brushing his features

    “Still no change.” Henry replied as his eyes fell upon Celes. The steady hum of the machinery that was

    keeping her alive was the only noise in the room. The footsteps of Bishop could be heard as he walked over to do his checks on Tal.

    “Hang in there.” Henry whispered to Tal gently, “Things are going to get rough, but please hang in there.”

    “What do you have in the way of security?” Henry asked Bishop.

    “We have the XD-7 Security Constructs.” Bishop said.

    “Are they active?” Henry asked.

    “Security has been alerted, due to the incident in the auditorium.” Bishop replied.

    “Good.” Henry said.

    “It was kind of you to offer your services.” Bishop said.

    “SAR operatives are trained in emergency medicine and triage.” Henry replied, “For treating our crewman it’s the least I could do.”

    It was then the light flickered for a few seconds and then went solid again. The klaxon of an intruder alert warning blared loudly.


    Emmett Brown opened fire with his long telescopic rifle at a Shadow Heartless that came through the nearest air duct. He worked the lever action and ejected an empty cartridge from the weapon. Telfer fired his own phaser and killed another two more Heartless attacking towards the DeLorean.

    A bullet skipped off of the concrete, narrowly missing Telfer. He ducked out of the way as he fired his phaser back at 3-D who had been shooting at him.

    More Heartless charged at the room as 3-D barked orders at them like a second rate tyrant. Emmett aimed and fired a shot, missing 3D.

    “What was that?” Telfer yelled.

    “I missed!” Emmett replied.
    “How the hell do you miss!?” Telfer shouted, “That telescopic sight’s as long as the damned rifle.”

    “He’s far away!” Emmett said as he ducked a projectile.

    “That’s maybe 100 meters.” Telfer shot back as he ducked a flaming projectile.

    “NO! NO FIRE! NO FIRE!” 3-D shouted, “You’ll destroy the flux capacitor you idiots!”

    “There’s a mild bit of deviation possible for telescopic sights depending upon any number of factors. The grade of the glass. The refraction of rays of light and...” Emmett replied.

    “Will you two shut up about missing the shot at 3-D!” Clara remarked, “It just happened that way!”


    Several Heartless lay piled up dead near the infirmary entrance way. The security constructs were firing energy weapons at the Heartless as well from array’s built into their hands. Several more Heartless kept running towards the Infirmary.

    Henry blasted another one away with his hand phaser. One of the security constructs lay on its back torn apart by the claws of a larger, stronger, Heartless. Henry fired again and killed another Heartless. There was no way in hell he was letting any of these bastards near the Infirmary and Tal.

    She still lay motionless on the biobed. For once Henry was grateful for that. He hoped she wasn’t going to wake up and see this massive attack. Another sword wielding Heartless came charging at them and Henry let him have it with a phaser blast.

    Two medics came running in carrying a wounded tourist into the infirmary. Bishop went to check on the man. “Severe lacerations across the back, third degree burns on the legs and lower back...commencing treatment.” Bishop said.

    “I’ve got you covered!” Henry shouted. Barely. He thought as he let fly with a couple phaser blasts, this time downing a gray creature with a spindly build.

    A gunshot narrowly missed Bishop and Henry fired a phaser blast at Skinhead who was leading the attack on the Infirmary.

    It was about three seconds later that the sound of a door being ripped of its hinges could be heard and an otherworldly shrieking noise echoed into the building.


    The sound of the auditorium doors being ripped of their hinges could be heard. Kenneth Dalby and Tom Paris were confronted by two very large humanoids with massive bellies, and huge arms ripping the door off its hinges.

    “Correct me if I’m wrong, Mr. Paris, but those creatures look like their a subspecies of that other alien species you guys found on the Vaadwaur ship, right?” Dalby said.

    “Yeah. Why?” Paris replied.

    “Good bet they’re not friendly either!” Dalby replied.

    Approximately two seconds after Dalby said that he jumped to the floor and took Tom down with him. He felt the whoosh of air moving, rapidly, of the bottom of pincers scraping over his outer shirt. The creature flew out of the auditorium with its raking claws decapitating both large bodied Heartless, sending spurts of jet black blood into the air.

    The report of a gun going off could be heard as a slug narrowly missed hitting Paris in the chest. Match fired his gun at the two Starfleet personnel he encountered and both of them let fly with their phasers.

    “GAACKK!!!” Dalby shouted as a spindly gray tentacle-like arm curled around his neck.
    Paris spun around as he saw the spindly creature with no visible eyes and a massive mouth attacking Dalby. He fired his phaser and the blast sent the creature limp.

    “Let’s get out of here.” Dalby said.

    “With that monster from the teleporter on the loose Biff and his goons are sure to be distracted.” Paris said, “Let’s link up with Kano at the Infirmary.”

    “Paris to Kano, we’re on our way to your position. Be advised there’s something big and nasty on the loose...” Paris began.

    “If you’re talking about that huge wanker with wings.” Henry replied, “Then I’ve already seen it.”

    Up Next: The group manages to defeat the attack by Biff and Armus. Celes recovers. And Telfer makes more discoveries about the nature of the mysterious foes that have aligned themselves with Armus and Biff.
  4. RobertScorpio

    RobertScorpio Pariah

    Jan 25, 2008
    San Diego
    i just finished ON THE LOWER DECKS.

    And yes, in honor of that great TNG episode, you're "lower deck" segment was very well done. You really have the dialog element down here, and I really liked how they seemed like normal people. Harry has never been one of my favorite characters, but I like him here...

    And the dialog during the match was well done as well. I liked how all the characters were treated with a three-dimensional element. In my own writing I struggle there, but you have it down real good here...

  5. Dingo

    Dingo Captain Captain

    Mar 14, 2009
    Rob, thanks for your kind words of encouragement. I really appreciate it.

    I've got a mild case of writer's block with this tale and should be back to it in a short while. The InGen Conspiracy fic has got my
    muse pretty much tied down for the time being...