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Star Trek TNG - Shadows (MF, FF, oral, orgy)
written by Dimitri (dimitri@ihug.co.nz)
Date: Nov 1997
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WOW! Three Tens in my Celestial Review (A perfect score!) Thank you
Guest Reviewer Kim! Now I know how author Mike Hunt feels each time one of
his stories is reviewed!
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The story contains scenes or male/female, female/female and oral sex,
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should also not read, and again, I will not be held accountable if you do so.
The characters in this story belong to Paramount Studios, and they
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if you read a certain bit and don't know what the hell the point of that
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ON WITH THE STORY!
Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter One.
Picard was beginning to get irritated, he looked at Odo as if he
could somehow blame the shape shifter for this inconvenience.
The Enterprise - the most advanced ship, and indeed the Flagship - of
the Federation was stationed just above Space station DS9, the crew had been
given some long-awaited and highly deserved shore leave and Picard was just
as eager as the rest of the crew to stretch his legs out by the famous green
oceans of Bajor.
"Don't look at me like that," replied Odo,"Starfleet sent a message
that you're to wait for their Security representative, so wait you shall."
Picard sipped at his Earl Grey tea and sighed, he wondered what the
rest of the crew were doing right now.
---
Deanna's ass rammed against the tree and she gave a little squeal of
pleasure. The big thick cock pushed between her pussy lips, her legs spread
wide as her firm, tanned ass rubbed against the moist bark of the tree.
"YES!" she groaned as one large, rough hand grabbed the back of her
neck, pulled her forward and pressed his lips against hers, his tongue pushed
deep down her throat. Another hand grabbed one large breast in hand and
squeezed roughly.
Worf was fucking her hard and fast, the true Klingon style, it was
almost like animal coupling. His cock was pushing in and out of her dripping
cunt faster and faster, their body's slamming together harder and harder,
faster and faster. His cock slid up and down against the upper wall of her
cunt, as he pushed hard against her the base of his cock grinded against her
pussy and clitoris, driving her crazy with desire.
"FUCK ME!" she screamed and he continued pummeling into her, he
growled like an animal and grinned ferociously, he lowered his face towards
hers and she snapped up at him with her teeth, a large grin on her face, he
pulled back in surprise, then he began to laugh.
"Are you sure you're not part Klingon?" he laughed in his deep voice
and stepped away, his cock pulled out and she mewled in disappointment. He
grabbed her by the arm and pushed her to the ground, she felt his large hands
grab her asscheeks and pull them apart, she spread her legs in anticipation
and raised up her ass, squealing in excitement as she once more felt his
thick cock pushing into her dripping pussy, spreading her pussy lips and
filling her to the hilt.
Hands grabbed her waist and suddenly he was pushing in and out of her
again. She rammed her own ass back against his heavy hips, they moved in
perfect counterpoint to each other, as he pushed forward she moved back, so
he was always ramming hard against her.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME YOU BASTARD!" she screamed and Worf grunted in
approval, this was the way he wanted women to act, not some meek, tiny little
thing who let out little gasps or whines, but a woman who fucked him back as
hard as he fucked her.
"YES!" he cried, banging her faster and faster, ramming against her
perfectly formed ass, pushing her forward and back with each stroke, her tits
rubbing against the grass, she cried out in pleasure and suddenly she was
cumming, hers hips bucked back and forth, her juices seemed to explode out of
her, sweat dripped from her body and she let out a moan of excitement. As
she collapsed down against the grass, finally fucked out and Worf knew it was
time to cum. He stopped holding back and began sliding in and out of her
faster and faster, driving her now incredibly sensitive cunt wild with
excitement, and then he was pumping cum into her as he came, squirting semen
deep into her.
He had proved his dominance over her by making her orgasm before he
did, this was extremely important for Klingon men to do, a Klingon male was
judged on how well he could fight, how well he could command others and also
how well he could fuck.
He collapsed next to her and let a little smile run across his lips,
Deanna pushed herself up onto one elbow and ran her fingers down his large,
well built chest.
"Do you ever think about...I don't know...getting back together?"
Worf sighed, then pulled himself up onto his elbows,"We've been
through this Deanna, you wanted to change me, suppress my Klingon side, and I
couldn't do it."
Deanna lowered her eyes, it was true, she had tried to subdue Worf's
Klingon nature, make him more like the cultured and refined Betazoid men, and
he had hated her for it. Not long after the Enterprise D was destroyed, he
had been transferred to DS9, where he had met and fallen in love with Jadzir
Dax. And yet, every time they met up she struggled to rekindle the
friendship they had once had, and every time they ended up fucking in that
hard Klingon style that had once frightened her.
"This had to end," said Worf to her,"We can't go on sleeping together
whenever you show up at the Station, I'm marrying Dax soon, and I won't
betray her any more than I already have."
"We were good together," started Deanna, he raised an arm and stopped
her.
"We were, but now we can barely be cordial to each other, and
whenever we try to sit down and talk, we end up screwing each others brains
out."
Deanna nodded, standing up she began to pull her uniform back up, she
smiled at him.
"You have to admit Worf, for a last fuck, it was pretty damn good!"
He just stared at her for a few seconds, then he began to laugh, a
deep, good natured laugh.
"It was," he finally said, his laughter dying down,"It certainly
was."
---
Picard stared at the small cube in mixed wonder and more than a
little fear.
"How is this possible?" he said quietly, breaking several minutes of
silence.
Officer Maria Valdez smiled a little and said,"The story would fill
an epic, but the watered down version is this."
"Me and my security team tracked down a former agent of the Obsidian
Order that was selling items on the side to the highest bidder, we threatened
to expose him to his higher officers and he agreed to tell us what he had
done with the cube, we tracked down a Lithian who had sold it to a Romulan,
who had in turn lost it in a gambling game to a Ferengi on this station."
"Quark?" said Odo, raising his eyebrows.
Maria looked a little irritated at being interrupted, but nodded.
"I thought you looked familiar," the shape shifter grunted,"You were
that trader from Earth with all that Latinum to spend, I thought your story
was false."
Maria seemed a little surprised that Odo remembered her from several
months ago, traders were coming through DS9 all the time, how could he
possibly know everyone?
"Anyway," she continued,"Quark led us to a Gardazian who tried to
swindle it out of us while we were on a shuttle trader making the Hawkins
Run, but we managed to capture him and the Cube. And now you see it before
you."
Picard sat back and placed his finger against his chin, he closed his
eyes for a second and then said the one question Valdez hadn't expected.
"Why did you bring it to me?"
She opened her mouth wide for a second, then thinking better of
herself she replied,"Well, you did have a hand in creating him....."
Again he interrupted her with an unexpected statement,"Mr Data was
far more responsible than I," he said,"If Data hadn't asked the computer to
create a gaming opponent capable of challenging his intellect Moriaty would
have remained a figment of Arthur Conan Doyle's imagination."
Valdez smiled slightly, then began her specially prepared speech, as
she started Odo seemed to zone out, although she suspected he was taking in
everything.
And Picard listened to her begin to speak, and by the end of the
first sentence they both already knew he wouldn't like what she had to say.
---
Riker felt strong hands grip him under his armpits, as he was lifted
into the air his training took over and he kicked back, smashing his unknown
assailant in the knee, he heard a grunt and the hands released him.
As he fell he tucked his head down and rolled, springing to his feet
he whirled to find himself facing a seven foot tall Gunderwoman.
She grinned happily at him, crouching into a fighting stance she
began circling him, he returned the move, completely unsure of what was going
on. Then she leaped, her huge leg muscles propelling her through the air,
Riker tried to leap away but one hand the size of a human head grabbed an
ankle and swung him around so he dangled upside down.
The Gunder are a Nomadic people whose constant travel through space
had strange affects on their physiology, at seven feet tall and four feet
across at the shoulders, this Gunderwoman would be considered delicate.
As he dropped to the ground he heard laughter from the assembled
crowd of the Promenade, he wondered why nobody had called for Security.
Once more her was lifted into the air, face to face with the
Gunderwoman he stared into her large, moon shaped face, she pulled him close,
opened her mouth, letting out fetid breath, and then she.....
KISSED HIM!
He tried not to gag as he felt her thick tongue pressing down his
throat, she made a deep growling noise that was the equivalent of a moan of
pleasure and then she was pulling away.
"TOMMY!" she laughed and suddenly he was dropped to the ground again.
He finally understood, this Gunder had mistaken him for his
doppelganger, the sometimes Marqui rebel Thomas Riker.
"You've made a mistake," he said, getting to his feet and brushing
his lip with his sleeve,"I'm Will Riker, I'm Tom's.....'brother'"
The Gunder frowned, her mind trying to comprehend this, then she
smiled widely.
"Tommy play game with Alanna!"
- Alanna? Oh God, what has he gotten me in to? - thought Will to
himself, he smiled back and replied.
"No, 'Tommy' is my 'brother', My name is Will Riker, I'm a Starfleet
Officer."
Alanna frowned again, thinking things through wasn't a strong point
of the Gunders, in fact many of them couldn't even speak. Finally she nodded
solemnly and placed her large palm against his chest.
"You twin?"
"Something like that," responded Will, he wished all these spectators
would go away.
She smiled,"Too bad, Alanna have a lot of fun with Tom, you want to
have fun with Alanna?"
"Maybe some other time," he responded and she laughed.
"Brother not know what he miss out on, human hasn't had sex till he
had sex with Gunderwomen!"
As she turned and walked away, her huge asscheeks grinding against
each other in the tight fur pants she wore, a vision of having sex with her
came into his mind and he had to fight back an urge to retch.
"Commander Riker, report to Quarks Bar immediately," came Picard's
voice over the comm-badge.
"Quarks?" said Riker out loud, surprised as to the location of the
call, then he responded he was on his way and began heading down the
Promenade, while behind him people pointed and laughed.
---
"I was under the impression it had been destroyed in the fire at the
Leonard McCoy Research Facility in San Francisco," said Data, holding the
cube in his hand.
"That was what the thieves hoped to make us believe," said Marvek, a
high ranking Vulcan Ambassador that Officer Valdez had brought with her,"In
reality, they hoped to sell the cube for a large price, due to it's unique
nature."
"The first sentient hologrammatic character," said Geordi LaForge in
slight awe,"He fooled us all and nearly took over the Enterprise."
"It was an inspired idea to use his own plans against him," said
Marvek coolly, for some reason Picard got the impression the Vulcan didn't
like him,"Making him believe that he had been released into the real world,
when all along he was contained inside a self running, constantly evolving
hologrammatic world."
The doors to the holo-suite opened and Riker stepped in, followed by
a nervous looking Quark.
"What are you doing here?" asked Odo, who had asked himself the same
question, why was this Valdez allowing him access to so much unnecessary
information, he had a feeling he knew the answer, and it wasn't one he liked.
"You're using my holo-suite!" muttered Quark, his eyes glancing
around at the assembled Officers, trying to discover whatever information he
could,"Without paying might I add! And I think I should...."
Valdez reached into a small bag that rested on her waist and pulled
out a handful of gold pressed latinum.
"Here," she said, tossing it to the startled Ferengi,"Get out."
Quark tried his best to look offended, then he got onto his knees,
scooped up the latinum and sped out the door.
"Very well," said Picard,"We're all assembled, it's time I told you
what Starfleet has planned for us."
The officers in the holo suite were :
Jean Luc Picard - Captain Of The Enterprise
William Riker - 1st Officer Of The Enterprise
Deanna Troi - Counsellor Of The Enterprise
Beverly Crusher - The Enterprise Ship Doctor
Data - Scientific Officer Of The Enterprise
Geordi LaForge - Chief Engineer Of The Enterprise
Worf - Former Head Of Security Of The Enterprise, now an Officer on
DS9
Maria Valdez - Security Officer For Federation Security Special
Forces
Marvek - A High Ranking Vulcan Ambassador, here as an Advisor and
also Observer for the Vulcan Government.
Odo - Head Of Security For Space Station Deep Space Nine.
"Several years ago, Commander Data accidently created a sentient life
form on board the Enterprise D, it had been merely been a hologrammatic
sprite until then, but it soon showed us it was self aware and highly
intelligent."
"More than highly intelligent," said Marvek smoothly, and once more
Picard thought he noted a hint of displeasure in the Vulcan's voice,"The
sprite showed it was capable of a level of intelligence equal to or higher
than Commander Data."
Picard continued,"We promised to help find a way to bring him out of
the holo-world he was trapped in, but the finest minds of Starfleet were
unable to discover how to accomplish this. Nearly a year later, Reg - one of
the Engineering staff - accidently released Moriarty and he took us hostage,
actually fooling us that he was capable of leaving the holo-rooms.
Eventually we turned his own scheme against him and constructed this
cube, a self running, self evolving hologrammatic world that contains Moriaty
and his love, they travel around in what could be described as another
Universe."
Picard looked around, most of the assembled officers already knew
this, had in fact experienced it first hand, but everyone was listening
patiently, waiting to hear what was coming next.
"We left the cube with Starfleet, who in turn gave it to the Leonard
McCoy Research Facility in San Francisco."
"When the Facility was destroyed, we assumed that the Moriaty Cube
was destroyed also. It seems we were wrong, the cube was stolen and the fire
set to cover their tracks."
"And now Starfleet wants us to check up on Moriarty," said Picard
finally,"We're to go into this hologrammatic Universe and see what's what."
"With al due respect sir," said Riker,"Why us?"
"Because Moriaty trusts you," said Valdez,"And Starfleet feels he may
be a Security risk."
Picard shook his head sadly, he still couldn't believe it.
"A security risk?" cried Riker,"He lives in a false Universe, how can
he be a security risk?"
"Because," replied Marvek, and now Picard thought he noted a hint of
impatience,"Over the last year Starfleet has been registering strange energy
readings, we were recently able to identify it as a sub-space signal, it
seems to be reaching right into Starfleets main database. As one would
expect, Starfleet were very nervous about this and began tracking down the
signal, we eventually tracked it to the Moriaty Cube."
"So you believe Moriaty is stockpiling information?" asked Data,"To
what end?"
"That's what we hope to discover," said Valdez,"When we go into the
Universe and find out!"
---
Odo stepped out of the holo-suite, Valdez was right behind him.
"Officer Valdez?" he said,"What was the point of having me in there?"
"I value your input," she replied,"I also wanted you to make sure
that little Ferengi doesn't pry into what's happening in here, so I wanted
you to see just how important this was."
As she turned and walked back into the Holosuite, Odo bit back a
bitter laugh and returned to his Security Office.
- I can see through your lies - thought Odo to himself - Just because
I'm a member of the race that rules the Dominion they think I'm a security
risk! - he laughed out loud to himself, he already knew they were going to
follow him around the Station, see if he made any 'secret communiques' to the
Dominion.
"What are you laughing about?" asked No'Kase, still in his Holding
Cell after nearly six weeks from when he had invaded the Station (*). The
Cardassian's thought him dead (**), and he was here until Starfleet figured
out what to do with him.
"Just you," lied Odo,"I was wondering if they would put you to work
in the ore mines when they get you back, or if you'll just be executed?"
No'Kase frowned and sat back down.
---
Data added the final attachment and the cube was now joined to the
Computer archway, the cube's program was now available to Station computers.
"Now remember," said Valdez,"It's possible that you Officers from the
Enterprise have alternates in this Universe, as the program is designed to
protect Moriaty from realizing he is in a hologram program the computer may
have created other yous."
"In that case," said Data,"I can program the computer to allow us to
take over from our alternates, it will store them in memory until we have
finished."
"Make it so," said Picard, he stared around at the dimly growing grid
of the holo-suite and felt an unexpected wave of excitement, this was why he
had joined Starfleet, to explore the unknown, to discover strange new worlds
and new civilizations, why, to boldly go where no one had gone before.
Data finished the adjustments and turned to face Valdez.
"Whenever you feel like it," he said.
Valdez smiled and stared around at the assembled officers.
"Computer, link program to Holosuite."
---
Worf's eyes widened as he found himself facing a Cardassian, next to
him stood Beverly and Deanna.
"No'Kase?" said Worf, a little shocked.
"Have we meet?" asked No'Kase,"I thought I knew all my clientele?"
Worf's mind instantly took in what must have happened and
replied,"No, we haven't meet, is your name No'Kase? I was just saying to
myself that I had....um, forgotten my briefcase."
No'Kase's eyes narrowed, he didn't often meet Klingons who carried
briefcases, then his training took over and he smiled warmly.
"Now ladies and gentleman," he said,"You've read our brochure, and if
you're ready, we can get to the machines and split your minds."
He turned and walked away, Deanna and Beverly turned to face Worf.
"Split our minds?"
Worf frowned,"Let's go along with him for now, find out what's going
on and then contact the Captain."
They hurried along after No'Kase.
---
Riker's finger fired the disrupter before he even knew what was going
on, his eyes widened and he suddenly found himself facing a room full of
stunned men in suits. Before him on the floor were the burnt remains of what
must have been a humanoid figure. Riker noted that he held a disrupter set
to full power.
"This is your idea of a warning!" cried one of the men in the
boardroom.
A figure stepped up next to Riker, a tall, well built man with thick,
coarse features.
"Consider that your final warning gentlemen," he growled, he turned
to face Riker,"Shall we beam out sir?"
"Indeed," replied Riker, keeping an impassive face, trying to figure
out what was going on.
"Beam out," muttered the man and Riker and the man beamed away,
leaving the shocked businessmen behind.
---
Picard opened his eyes as the loud noise of the klaxon went off, his
room flashed with flashing yellow light.
"Captain Picard to the Bridge," came a voice over the comms line,
Picard sat up and looked around, the room was unfamiliar, but several of his
possessions were there, including his collection of ships modeled on previous
Enterprise's.
He stood up and saw that he was wearing gray clothing, he wasn't
sure, but he had a feeling he wasn't going to find a Starfleet Uniform in his
wardrobe.
He walked through the doors and found himself in a narrow corridor,
revealing that this wasn't a Federation ship.
He stepped into the turbo lift and was soon heading towards the
bridge. When he stepped out he found himself facing Valdez.
"Captain," she said quietly,"We have a problem."
Picard looked up and found himself facing a large problem indeed.
On the view screen Picard could see a very large, familiar ship - The
Enterprise E.
"They're hailing us," said the helmsmen.
"On screen," replied Picard.
A face appeared on screen, the eyes of the man widened at the sight
of Picard, then he regained his composure.
"Captain Picard? This is Captain Sisko of the Federation Starship
Enterprise, I am ordering you and your Marqui ship to surrender or we will be
forced to open fire upon you!"
Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter Two.
Marvek gripped the ladder rung, he twisted aside as a phaser blast
shot down the Jeffries Tube.
Marvek leaped up faster than the security officer thought possible,
one hand ramming into the chest of the guard and knocking him back several
feet into the Jeffries Tube.
"Nice hit," said a voice behind him, he turned and found himself
facing Riker.
"Commander Riker?" he asked.
"Very funny," said Riker and suddenly Marvek noted several
differences, this Riker did not have sideburns and didn't look as intense and
serious as Commander Riker. He decided to take a gamble.
"I am sorry Thomas," he said,"My mind was wandering."
"First time I've ever heard of a Vulcan wool-gathering," laughed Tom
Riker, who apparently existed in this Universe, this supported Marvek's
theory,"And if I've told you once, I've told you a million times, call me
Tom."
They heard voices coming down the Jeffries Tube, Tom motioned quietly
and he and Marvek slid down another tube.
A few seconds later several more Security Officers appeared, crawling
up the ladder and looking around.
"Sir," muttered one,"We've found Alan."
Chief Of Security Tasha Yar stared at the fallen Security Officer.
"Damn it," she growled,"I warned the Captain that they would try
something like this eventually, but no one really trusts me since Picard went
back in time to save my life!"
"We trust you sir," replied one of the Officers,"Just because Picard
went Marqui after saving you doesn't mean you're not still the best Security
Officer in Starfleet."
"Cool it Partridge," laughed Tasha,"You're already up for promotion."
The others laughed and then they started forward, moving up the
Jeffries Tube one at a time, looking for O'Brien's spies.
---
O'Brien's open palm smashed into the Klingon's nose, who staggered
back a few steps, then roared in anger and swung wildly as his opponent
leaped nimbly away.
O'Brien was getting on a bit, he was no longer a young man, but he
could still fight when he had to.
Riker watched without revealing any emotion, O'Brien's loyalty had
come into question when the Klingon Korad had revealed information about
Riker's Empire was being leaked to Starfleet and the Romulans. O'Brien - of
course - had denied claims that he, as Spymaster for Riker's Empire, was
responsible and had challenged the Klingon, the response of a madman, no
human his age could stand against a young Klingon in his prime, could he?
O'Brien's fists clenched tightly and rammed onto Korad's back,
knocking him to the ground, then a foot smashed into the Klingon's belly,
making him cough up blood.
Suddenly kicks were being dealt to the Klingon's head, smashing the
thick skull, breaking his nose, smashing his teeth.
"ENOUGH!" roared Riker, standing up, O'Brien looked up at Riker and
screamed in anger.
"I DEMAND HIS LIFE!" he screamed.
"HIS LIFE AND YOURS ARE MINE TO COMMAND!" responded Riker with a
scream of anger that surpassed O'Brien's, who stood fuming for several
seconds, then dropped his head and accepted the order.
Upon beaming back up to his ship, Riker had gone to his quarters and
entered his personal logs, discovering what had happened to this false
version of himself.
Up to the point where they had released Moriaty the history of this
Universe was the same as his own, but soon after that things changed.
He and Picard had gone back in time and saved Tasha Yar after
discovering that she had not been meant to die, but that her death was a
result of meddling in the time stream by the Q. After returning with Tasha,
preserving the time stream by letting the crew think Tasha had died, they had
been called before Starfleet and held on trial. Picard had become so
disgusted with the result, that saw him being supervised in his role as
Captain on the Enterprise, that he had quit Starfleet and - rumor had it -
ended up in the Marqui. Riker himself had started a business, doing quite
well for himself until he had run into a crime syndicate that had made
trouble for him. The Riker in this Universe had fought back and eventually
taken over the Syndicate, gradually losing his morals until finally he ran
not only a business empire, but a criminal empire. He had lost his scruples
remarkably fast and became like a pirate, boarding ships and taking them
over, he soon had a fleet of ships that included transports, fighters, Marqui
ships, Klingon Birds Of Prey, a couple of Romulan Warbirds and even several
Starfleet ships. Of course the Federation was always after him, as was the
Klingon Empire, the Cardassians and the Romulans, every bounty hunter in the
known Universe was after him......and no one could find him - despite the
fact he was hidden in plain sight.
Riker found the idea of what this other him was doing disgusting, and
yet he had to keep up the pretense that he was this other Riker until he
could locate Picard and the others, or at least find Moriaty.
He stepped down and walked up to O'Brien, gripping him by the
shoulders and smiling. O'Brien smiled back and then suddenly he was on the
floor, Riker's punch catching him completely by surprise.
"Remember who pays you," growled Riker, he turned and faced the
assembled crowd, all who worked for him in one capacity or other,"Get back to
work or I'll send the Black Guard for you!" The Black Guard were his secret
police, and they knew everything that happened. The idea sickened Riker, he
considered them to be a new form of the Gestapo, but he reminded himself that
everyone he meet in this Universe was just a sprite created by the program.
"Meet me in my private Office in five minutes," he said to O'Brien as
he got up, everyone had cleared out of the courtyard,"I want to talk about
this information leak," he turned and saw Kincaid, his personal bodyguard,
crouching over Korad, with whom he had started a friendship.
"Get him to my infirmary," said Riker, Kincaid nodded and moved to
grab a stretcher,"Have McCoy look at him," he yelled and Kincaid turned and
grinned his thanks at his employer, McCoy was Rikers personal physician and
one of the best Doctors in the Alpha Quadrant, despite the fact he was nearly
145 years old.
O'Brien was getting back up when Riker heard footsteps, he turned and
looked around, he saw Kira staring at him, she smiled warmly.
"Make that half an hour," laughed Riker, O'Brien grinned and nodded.
-
- Their were some benefits to being a mad dictator - thought Riker to
himself as Kira's mouth slid up and down his shaft.
"Ahhhh!" he moaned as the beautiful Bajoran woman sucked on his
dick,"Suck it!"
Riker had quite a large dick, nine inches long and quite thick, but
Kira took it all in without gagging in the slightest, her mouth sliding up
and down on his member, it pushed down her throat, stretching her mouth to
the fullest. Her fingers reached under her chin and began tickling his
balls, his entire cock jerked in her mouth and her eyes shone merrily, his
hands slid down and grabbed her head, his hips began pushing up and down as
he facefucked her. She moaned in pleasure, running her crotch up and down
his thigh, her pussy juices running down his leg as she continued to suck on
his dick, running her mouth up and down, her free hand gripped the base of
his shaft and squeezed as she went to work around the head of his dick.
He couldn't believe he was holding on, one had was tickling his nuts,
the other gripped his dick and ran up and down while her tongue slid expertly
around the head of his cock, his hands drifted down, he no longer needed to
face fuck her, she was doing fine by herself. He raised his legs slightly
and her eyes sparkled as it pushed harder into her dripping pussy.
"I want your cunt," he whispered, speaking in the way he suspected
that this hologram Riker would.
He moaned slightly as her mouth released his cock, her hand slid up
his length, sending a jerk through his body, she tickled his balls one last
time and then she was raising her hips up, moving towards his erect member.
She rested her ass just above his cock, he eyes her large, firm
breasts greedily and she giggled - he loved her voice, he loved her laugh and
he began to wonder if maybe he might pursue a career with the real Kira when
he got back, he had always found her attractive, and he thought that she
found him attractive too.
She spread her thighs wide, lowering down she grabbed his cock in her
hand once more and guided it as she pushed down onto him.
He moaned as he felt her cuntlips spread around his cock, as he
pushed into her his head fell back and he cried out in pleasure, her cunt was
so TIGHT!
He groaned in excitement as he felt his member slide into her hot,
depths, her cunt was tight and the walls of her pussy pressed against his
dick, as she bounced up and down on top of him, her large breasts bouncing
his hands reached up and gripped them, squeezing them, feeling their
firmness, running his fingers over her erect nipples, then he couldn't keep
his upperbody raised any longer and he dropped his arms back down, resting on
his elbows. She was grinding her cunt against the base of his member now,
feeling his pubic hair against her, he filled her completely, as she bounced
up and down she could feel him sawing in and out of her, one of her fingers
reached down and began rubbing her clit, the little love button was erect,
her juices against it, she pressed down to the base of his cock and then
began pushing her ass back and forth, his cock slid across her walls, she
pressed down, her tits pushing against his chest and rubbing her nipples
across his, she lowered her mouth to his and kissed him, her tongue darting
into his mouth.
He gripped her hips in his hands as she ground her pussy against the
base of his cock, Riker found he had to fight to keep from cumming, her cunt
was so hot, so wet, so tight, she began pushing up and down again, his cock
sliding in and out of her pussy.
"You're so big!" moaned Kira and Riker nearly came as he heard those
words from her lips. He began pushing his hips up and down, pressing his
cock into her pussy, pushing in and out of her velvety depth he knew he could
hold on no longer.
"YES!" screamed Riker and bucked his hips one last time, then his cum
was shooting deeply into Kira's cunt, as he did so, Kira's head shot back and
she gave out an animalistic cry of pleasure, her cunt tightened against his
cock even more as he shot into her.
"YES! YES! YES!" cried Kira, her tits bouncing up and down as she and
her lover came at the same time.
As she pulled of him, his quickly softening cock pulling loose and he
lay back on the ground.
"That was great," she said, pulling a robe around her beautiful,
naked body.
Riker smiled as he hopped up, he pulled his pants on and grabbed a
white shirt, it was nice not to have to wear those tight Starfleet Uniforms
for a change.
As he left his room and made his way to speak to O'Brien, Kira shook
her head and laughed.
"Ever wonder why I always seem to cum at the same time as you,
moron?" she said with a laugh, she slid her hand down between her legs and
grabbed her crotch. Then she made her way to her private quarters, where one
of the serving girls would be waiting for her.
---
"Captain Sisko," said Picard,"I don't want a fight any more than you
do...."
"Good, so you surrender?" said Sisko quickly.
Picard frowned,"Captain, we're not doing anyone any harm here, we're
just heading....."
"Back to the nearest Starbase with us, I understand."
"You have an unfortunate tendency to always finish my sentences
Captain," said Picard.
"That's because I know what you should be saying and doing, even if
you don't," replied Sisko.
"I can't just surrender," said Picard,"I may be Captain of this ship,
but I can't command the crew to surrender."
"Of course," replied Sisko with a smile,"I understand totally, you
have two minutes."
Before Picard could respond the communication was broken off.
"Dammit," growled Picard,"What are our options."
"The Enterprise is bigger, more powerful, faster," said the
Helmsman,"We're more maneuverable."
"Doesn't mean much," said Valdez,"The Enterprise can send out a
tractor beam large enough to cover this entire area."
"We're not surrendering," said Picard, he knew it didn't matter if
this ship was destroyed, it was nothing but a sprite, but he didn't want to
take the chance that Moriaty might be on board.
"We have no options," replied the Helmsman.
"Well actually," said Picard with a slight grin,"We have one."
---
Tom Riker hit the wall hard and crashed to the ground.
"Come on big shot!" laughed Tasha Yar,"At least your 'brother' could
fight!"
Tom cried out in anger and leaped forward, Tasha grabbed his wrist,
twisted it roughly and drove him to his knees.
"Pathetic, you're an insignificant little worm," she said,"You make
me....."
Her eyes widened and she gasped in pain, she started to turn and then
collapsed to the ground.
Marvek released her shoulder and turned to face Tom.
"You told me you could handle her," said Marvek impassively.
"I assumed I could," replied Tom, gasping for air, he looked around
the empty corridor,"We better get under cover before another Security guy
shows up."
"Agreed," replied Marvek, he looked down at Tasha,"We need to get rid
of her."
Tom grinned happily,"I know just what to do."
"She has insulted your manhood," said Marvek,"I know what you're
planning."
"You disapprove."
"It's illogical, but I care neither one way or the other, as Chief of
Security she is the most formidable opponent on this ship, she needs to be
kept out of the picture."
"You finish up the mission," said Tom, dragging Tasha towards a
doorway,"I'll take care of Ms. Yar here."
He stepped into the room, leaving Marvek behind.
"I do not know what 'your' mission is," said Marvek,"Nor do I care,
my only priority is to complete 'my' mission."
He looked down at the hand that had performed the nerve grip, his
eyebrows raised slightly as if he was surprised, then he made his way to a
turbo lift and commanded it to take him to cargo bay 3.
---
Sisko sat back in his chair and sipped at some coffee, he grinned as
his helmsman told him that the Marqui ship was powering up.
"He's going to try the Picard Manouver," he chuckled lightly,"Prepare
the tractor beam."
The Picard Manouver was a technique created by Picard on his first
command, the ship was powered up to warp nine but traveled only a short
distance, this created an illusion of the ship in it's original position,
meaning that the actual ship could fire upon the attacking ship without being
seen. The only problem was that a few years ago Commander Data had created
an effective countermove which Sisko planned to use now.
"Powering to Warp Nine," said the Helmsman,"Should we lock on
phasers?"
"Yes, we better create the illusion that we're fooled."
"Phasers locked."
"Warp Engines are online," said the helmsman,"They're preparing to
move."
"Is the tractor beam ready?"
"Yes sir."
"Prepare to engage on my mark."
Sisko knew this had to be timed just right, for just a second the
Marqui ship would flicker, that would be the sign. He watched carefully, and
then the ship flicked.
"NOW!" he roared and the tractor beam came online.
"YES!" yelled Sisko, then his eyes widened as no more than 1,000
kilometres away from it's original position the Marqui ship reappeared, then
sped of at Warp Nine.
"WHERE'S HE GOING!" roared Sisko.
"Heading straight for the Badlands!" yelled the Helmsman.
"Set course, follow at maximum warp!" cried Sisko, he cursed his luck
as he realized that Picard had outsmarted him, instead of attacking the ship
he had retreated, but he had made it look like he was going to attack.
"We outsmarted ourselves," growled Sisko,"He used the Picard
Manouver, but he used it to retreat!"
As the Enterprise gave pursuit after the Marqui ship, Sisko had to
admit that he felt a grudging admiration for Picard.
---
Data's eyes opened.
The old man in front of him stepped back in shock.
"Hello," said Data.
The old man's mouth opened and closed.
"I believe the correct response is hello," said Data, he closed his
eyes again,"I am sorry, for a second I didn't realize who you were, has
damage been done to my positronic matrix?"
The old man stepped over to the intercom and smacked the button.
"Will, get down here as fast as you can, he's awake," he snapped,"You
hear me."
"I'm coming," replied a voice that Data recognized as Riker.
"Thank goodness," he said, and then Doctor Leonard 'Bones' McCoy -
the oldest living human being ever - collapsed to the ground in a dead faint.
---
Picard looked at the specs, he frowned.
"They'll catch us in an hour, within half an hour they'll be able to
cripple us with phaser blasts."
"We're lucky to have gotten this far," said Valdez,"I can't believe
we got away."
"We used initiative, don't forget that we're fighting computer
sprites here, not the real Sisko, not the real Enterprise."
"Don't forget that this ship is a sprite too," said Valdez,"And in
this Universe the Enterprise is still the most advanced ship in the
Federation."
"We have to get away," muttered Picard,"We were lucky, we used the
computers own trick against it, by now the A.I would have adjusted and will
be twice as hard to beat."
"You're supposed to be the Federations best Captain," said
Valdez,"Time to prove you're better than any computer."
"As I recall, Captain Kirk had a similar problem," said Picard with a
frown,"The trouble this time is, that the computer has created Sprites that
don't know they're not alive," he looked at her and said,"Have you considered
the fact that you had an alternate in this Universe."
"I have," she said,"We expected to see alternates of your crew, but
why did I have one?"
"We'll sort it out later, right now I have to figure out how to beat
the computer."
---
Tom laughed out loud as he stared at Tasha's naked body.
"You're a little tied up at the moment!" laughed Riker to himself.
She was in the shower, her hands were stretched up over her head,
tied together with the rope extended up to the shower faucet where it had
been tied up.
She was still unconscious, but Tom had seen enough Vulcan Nerve grips
to know that by now she had drifted from unconsciousness to a light sleep.
He moved over to the sink and grabbed a bar of soap, running the
faucet over it until the surface of the bar was slick, then he turned the
faucet off and stepped into the shower. He stared at Tasha's fantastic ass
and grinned happily, he loved sex, for several years he had been deserted on
a planet by himself with not even a holodeck for sexual company (*), and he
found his thoughts turning to sex often, when he had been involved in the
Marqui he had fucked every woman on board, unfortunately he didn't tell any
of them he was only interested in sex and not a relationship, and when they
had discovered that he had fucked all of them, his career as a Marqui Officer
quickly ended.
And then his 'brother' had offered him a lifeline, making him one of
O'Brien's spies, letting him have all the pussy he wanted.
"I got me a high sex drive," he whispered, more to himself than to
Tasha - who was still unconscious,"I got to fuck, and you need a lesson."
Why says that a few years stranded on a deserted planet all by
yourself, surviving on replicated food, makes you a little insane?
---
O'Brien saw everything, he knew everything that was important,
anything he didn't know wasn't worth knowing.
Except for Data.
O'Brien had served on the Enterprise with Data for several years, he
had fought beside him and sat in a couple of games of pokers with him, but he
had never understood the android.
O'Brien's wife and child were killed in a bungled takeover attempt of
DS9 by the Cardassians, the Federation had apologized to him and told him
they could do nothing and he had quickly become disillusioned.
When Riker offered him a job he took it, and soon proved his worth as
Spymaster, but then Data had come to work for Riker and O'Brien couldn't
figure out why. Data claimed that his just because he had no emotions didn't
mean he couldn't see they way the Federation did things was wrong, but it
just didn't feel right to him, so he organized a little 'accident'. He
hadn't thought that Data would ever wake up again.
Riker stood inside the room with McCoy, chatting animatedly away to
the android while the elderly Doctor ran diagnostic checks, O'Brien stood
outside, trying to hide his fear. He wasn't the one who was leaking
information to Starfleet, but he was the one that caused the electro-feedback
that shut down Data's positronic matrix and if Data was as smart as everyone
said, he would know it.
McCoy stepped out of the sickbay room and grinned at O'Brien.
"Okay young man, you need a physical?" the old physician cackled at
some kind of private joke and start looking over his tricorder readings.
"I haven't been called young man in a long time," said O'Brien with a
little grin,"How is Data?"
"Fine, fine," said McCoy,"It's amazing, but his positronic matrix
seems to have completely repaired itself, he's not making connections he
should - for example, he didn't recognize me for a few seconds - but
considering how damaged the thing was after that accident," O'Brien could
swear he saw a glint of something - knowledge? understanding - in the old
man's eyes,"It's an incredible breakthrough."
O'Brien looked through the window with a blank face, watching as
Riker hunched down close to Data as if listening to something important, he
frowned slightly and did all he could do - wait.
---
Tom ran the soap down Tasha's back, following the line of her spine
he slid it between her firm, lightly tanned buttocks.
She moaned slightly as his hands slid between her thighs and cupped
her hot mound, gliding his finger over her cunt lips and pressing it softly
against her clit. He reached around and ran the wet soap under one small,
firm breast, he ran it up and along the underside, pushing it against one
nipple, causing it to grow erect. He felt her juices beginning to flow, her
cuntlips growing moist and he slid a finger into her, pushing into her,
running a fingernail across the upper wall of her vaginal passage.
"Uhhhmmmm.....ooohhh," gasped Tasha, she lifted her legs slightly
until she was supporting herself, taking the weight of her arms, she spread
her legs slightly and pushed her ass back against his finger, pressing his
finger even further up her dripping pussy.
Tom grinned happily and began rubbing the soap into her breasts, the
erect nipples being crushed against the bar as it pushed against her firm
tits.
He slid another finger in under the first and soon he was sliding
them in and out of her hot pussy, which was quickly becoming wetter and
wetter as he masturbated the lightly slumbering woman. His own cock was
getting harder and harder, he longed to rub himself against her ass, lubing
himself up against her soapy asscheeks and then shoving into her hot cunt.
He rubbed the soap down her waist and soon the bar was rubbing
against her erect clitoris as he slid yet another finger into her pussy,
sliding the fingers into her snatch.
Tasha was constantly moaning now as he masturbated her, her eyes
remained closed but now her head was thrown back and her mouth was open as
she gave vent to her feelings.
"Ahhh.....Ahhh.....yes! Yes! YES!" she screamed and suddenly she was
cumming, her hips ramming back against his fingers, her cunt tightening
around them.
-------------------
End of Chapter Two.
-------------------
(*) - Early in his career, Willian Thomas Riker was transported of a
facility that had become to dangerous to stay on, his signature pattern began
to fade and the Transport Officer locked on with a second beam, unknowingly
he created an alternate Riker who was left on the station when the second
beam was canceled, he was later rescued by the Enterprise and discovered that
even though he was also Will Riker, the Universe had changed and gone on
without him, he became Thomas Riker and ended up in the Marqui. (confusing
ain't it!)
Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter Three.
Tom couldn't take it any longer, he dropped the soap to the ground
and grabbed his cock in one soapy hand. His fingers slid out of her dripping
pussy and wrapped around her waist, pulling her backwards so that she was
bent over more, she was forced to spread her legs to keep from falling and
before she knew it he was guiding his cock into her tight cunt.
Tasha's eyes had come open but they were glazed over with sexual
pleasure, and she didn't even bother to look around to see who was fucking
her. It had been a long time and all she knew was that she had woken up to
an orgasm and now a big, thick cock was pushing into her hot little snatch.
Tom grabbed her waist with both hands and began pumping in and out,
his cock pistoning into her faster and faster, spreading her cuntlips and
filling her completely as he sliced in and out of her pussy.
"FUCK ME!" she moaned and he happily complied, slapping his thighs
against her firm ass.
THWAP! THWAP! THWAP, the sound of his body smacking against hers was
driving him crazy, this bitch had smacked him around like he was nothing, but
now he was the end all and be all of her existence, the only thing on her
mind was him fucking her.
"YES!" he groaned as he continued pumping in and out of the hot
blonde, her sweating body slamming back against him, she could feel the
warmness of an oncoming orgasm filling her body as she prepared to cum a
second time.
"THIS IS FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" he roared, his hands reached up and
gripped her breasts, the thumb and forefingers of each hand rubbing a nipple
between them.
"YES!" she cried out as she came again, her cunt clamping down on his
dick as juices poured out of her snatch.
Tom's eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a moan of extreme
pleasure as her cunt finally became too much for his cock to handle and he
began pumping sperm into her.
His hands grabbed her breasts firmly and he fell forward, resting his
head against her back. The added weight forced Tasha to fall forward
slightly, but before her knees could hit the floor of the shower, the rope
pulled tight and her arms were jerked up - his cock pulled free of her hot
pussy - she gave out a cry of pain.
"What?" she cried as she finally realized her arms were tied to the
showerhead.
"Oh I'm sorry," laughed Tom and her head jerked around as far as it
could, her mouth widened.
"YOU!?!"
"What a pretty mouth," laughed Riker, grabbing his now flaccid cock
in one hand,"A pity, I should have used it as well as your cunt!"
"You bastard!" she cried, realizing fully for the first time just
what he had done to her.
"Such language," laughed Riker,"Why are you wasting your anger on a
'insignificant little worm' like myself?" he laughed again and slid out of
the shower as she tried to kick at him. Before she could react he reached
forward and turned the faucet, causing water to splash down over her.
"My companion has finished the mission by now, and I'm done here,
bye!"
As she sat spluttering out the water running over her body and trying
to figure out how she was going to explain this one to Captain Sisko, Tom
Riker pulled his clothes back on and stepped out into the corridor.
---
Picard couldn't help but laugh, he hadn't been able to figure out a
way to beat the Enterprise to the Badlands, and now it didn't matter.
"Incredible," laughed Valdez,"How do you think it happened?"
"Remember we're not the only ones in the program," chuckled
Picard,"We just got a little help!"
As they continued at maximum warp towards the Badlands, the
viewscreen showed the dwindling image of the Enterprise, drifting in space
with the power shut down.
---
Marvek's purpose in shutting down power to the Enterprise was not to
save Picard, but to further his own mission. He had been ready to take out
the Engineering Crew to do so, but he had come across the Chief Engineer and
instantly changed his plans.
Catching Geordi as he stepped out into the corridor, he had taken
advantage of the situation and told him that Picard was the one being chased
down, and the Chief Engineer had happily agreed to help him. After all, this
was only a computer program.
Marvek had quickly made his way down to the cargo bay and prepared a
shuttlecraft, a few seconds later the power had just shut down.
"Excellent work Mr LaForge," said Marvek to himself, and then he did
something extremely strange for a Vulcan.
As the shuttlecraft pulled out of the cargo bay, the Enterprise's
sensors now blind, Marvek laughed.
---
"Remarkable," said Data,"You're a dictator."
"Exactly," said Riker with a smile,"Any idea how I can get out of
it?"
Data stifled a laugh, then looked around and said.
"Do I have an emotion chip in this Universe?" asked Data.
Riker looked over the specs by the bed, he shook his head.
"Damn," muttered Data, his head clicked to the side
slightly,"Deactivated, ah well, what will be, will be."
Riker crouched down next to him and whispered in his ear,"Okay,
you're not going to believe this, but the Captain is an outlaw, member of the
Marqui."
Data thought about it for a second, then replied,"Possible, I
suppose, given the right circumstances, what I don't understand is why I
joined your dictatorship, also, I believe the Computer is blocking access to
certain parts of my positronic matrix."
"Makes sense, your brain was overloaded by a bio-electric feedback,"
said Riker, looking down at McCoy's case notes,"It was supposed to have been
an accident, but my alternate's journals indicate he believes O'Brien did
it."
"Chief O'Brien?" asked Data, Riker nodded.
"He's my Spymaster, runs a vast information network, apparently his
wife was killed when the Cardassian's tried to retake DS9," he looked behind
him and saw O'Brien staring through the window at him, next to him McCoy was
laughing at something,"What concerns me is the way this Universe is run, it's
like we stepped through the Looking Glass, everything here is a distorted
reflection of the real Universe, people we know are here, and they're a lot
like the people we know, but different."
"I have a theory," said Data,"It would explain a lot, after all, the
way that people are acting here is possible...."
"Given the right circumstances?" finished Riker.
Data hopped out of the bed and almost collapsed.
"Oh dear," he said, gripping the bed,"I forgot how to walk for a
second."
Riker frowned,"These problems are getting annoying, the computer has
effectively crippled you."
"Not crippled, my reflexes have simply been dulled considerably,"
Data walked towards a computer bank, stiffly at first, then normally.
Riker turned to look back at O'Brien, but the Spymaster was gone, he
sighed with relief and looked back as Data entered the Mainframe.
"What are you doing?"
"Finding Moriaty," replied Data,"It won't be easy, despite being the
focus of the computer program, to the sprites he's just one more person in a
Universe of uncountable figures."
Data began typing in information, slowly at first, then faster and
faster.
"Ahhh," said Data,"I've....."
---
"....found him," Picard muttered, finally finding what he was looking
for in the Database.
Valdez looked around, she didn't see anyone watching but she could
still feel eyes on her back.
"Would you stop doing that?" he whispered,"It's making me nervous."
"Where is he?" she whispered.
"Right now? He's on DS9."
"Ha," laughed Valdez,"So are we!"
Picard shook his head at this poor attempt at a joke, they were still
on DS9, but inside a holosuite that gave them access to the self-contained
Universe where Moriaty lived,"He's apparently a trader, but their are several
Security flags attached to his files, if your security code hadn't of worked
we would have caused several alarms when we accessed the file."
"Why is that?" murmured Valdez,"I mean, my security code shouldn't
work here, I'm a member of the Marqui, according to my file I never even made
it through the Academy."
"I'm more interested in your having an alternate here," muttered
Picard,"It makes no sense, and look at this," he typed in a name and another
face appeared on the screen.
"Marvek!" she cried,"And he's allegedly part of Riker's Empire."
"Now what's Marvek doing with an alternate here, he wasn't even a
part of Starfleet when the Cube was created, he only became an Official
Advisor a couple of years ago."
"You have a theory don't you?" said Valdez,"What is it?"
"I want to find Data first," said Picard,"But I can't find any
information about him, after Riker and I left Starfleet he just disappeared
one day."
"I say we make our way to DS9," said Valdez,"After all, if the Data
in this Universe is dead or destroyed, our Data will just pop up in a
holosuite on DS9, like we originally planned."
"Agreed," said Picard,"I just wonder why Moriaty is Security Flagged
by Starfleet if he's just a trader."
"Well he is unique," said Valdez,"He's supposed to be a hologrammatic
lifeform that can exist in the real world, I suppose they might want to keep
tabs on him."
Picard shook his head, unconvinced, then he stood up.
"We need to get on a shuttle, make our way to DS9 and find Moriaty,
see if he is a Security Risk to OUR Universe."
They walked out of the room, careful to make sure that they left no
sign they had used the Marqui's communications console to hack the Starfleet
Mainframe without permission.
After a few minutes a figure stepped out from behind a screen, he
stared around to make sure he was unseen, then accessed the Database and
found out what Picard had been looking for.
"Interesting," said Tuvok - Vulcan and a so-called member of the
Marqui - calmly, then he prepared to make his report to Starfleet.
---
Worf realized he was holding some kind of electronic notepad, he
lifted it and looked at it, on it the words 'Games Room - A Pleasure Centre
For Your Pleasure Centres' was written.
"A brochure," he muttered, ignoring No'Kase's speech about various
interesting features of the corridors they were walking through.
Beverly took the pad of him and accessed the files, finding the one
marked 'Jekyl and Hyde - Mind Splitting.'
"Listen to this," she whispered to Deanna and Worf,"Have you ever
seen those hilarious cartoons from 20th Century Earth where the characters
are advised by an Angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other? Of course
you have, ever wondered what it would be like to meet your own Angel and
devil? Well of course you have...."
"This thing makes a lot of assumptions," muttered Deanna.
Beverly suppressed a giggle and continued,"...with the latest
technology available, our computers can run a brief psyche test on you and
then create hologrammatic manifestations of your 'good' side and your 'bad'
side, and the best thing is, you can experience what they experience
simultaneously!"
"How is that possible?" asked Worf.
"This is a computer program, remember?" said Beverly,"It really
doesn't work, but the computer can basically make anything up and to the
sprites in this Universe it will work, but I doubt it'll have any effect on
us."
"Then I see no harm in trying," said Worf,"We'll hop in, it'll fail,
we'll demand our money back and then we can go about locating Moriaty."
No'Kase had come to a door at the end of the corridor, he turned and
beamed proudly at the trio as they stepped up behind him.
"This is it," he said,"Our most popular attraction, I don't have to
tell you there's a 8 month waiting list, and this baby can take up to a
hundred people at a time!"
Deanna gave a charming grin, despite the fact that in the Real
Universe this Cardassian was a killer who had tried to restart a war with
Bajor (*) and just the sight of him usually made her sick due to her empathic
abilities,"I can't wait, let's go."
No'Kase stepped in front of the door and a small panel opened, he put
his eye in front of it and a brief whirring noise could be heard, then the
door opened.
"Believe me, we have our customers best interests at heart!" laughed
No'Kase,"If you'll follow me."
They stepped through the door and were unable to do anything but gasp
as they beheld the machine.
It was huge, stretching back for hundreds of meters, there were small
pods sitting in it at regular intervals, and inside they could see naked
humanoids.
"Beautiful isn't it," said No'Kase with a grin,"97 of the luckiest
people you'll ever meet are in there right now, and the three of you are
about to make it 100."
It wasn't beautiful, it reminded Beverly of nothing more than the
interior of a Borg ship, but she bit back her distaste and smiled.
"Follow me," said No'Kase with a grin and began walking down towards
the end of the room, after a quick glance around, they followed. Reaching
the end of the room they found themselves facing three empty pods, all on the
same time, just beyond them the machine came to an end, and on each side of
the room was a door, one black and the other white,"If you'll just strip
down," said No'Kase evenly,"We can begin."
"Strip?" said Worf, his eyes widening.
"Yes," replied No'Kase,"You signed the contract, and I know you read
it, you took half an hour, besides.....I didn't think it was a problem."
Deanna sensed confusion coming from No'Kase, she wasn't sure why a
hologrammatic sprite should be giving of emotions, but decided it was
probably just the computer feeding her info to make this seem more real.
"It's no problem," said Deanna,"My boyfriend just doesn't like
stripping in front of other men!"
Worf's eyes widened even further, No'Kase gave a little chuckle and
nodded,"I understand, and may I say you're very understanding," he said,
looking at Beverly. The Doctor seemed confused, but smiled back.
"I shall turn my back," said No'Kase,"When you're done, just hop up
those stairs in front of a pod, they'll open up and you just have to step in,
they'll do the rest."
As the Cardassian turned around, the three Starfleet Officers
shrugged, then turned away from each other and began changing.
Worf couldn't help himself, as he pulled his clothes off he turned
his head slightly and found himself staring at Beverly and Deanna's
respective asses as they stripped down. Deanna's he had seen before of
course, but he was surprised at Beverly's, the Doctor had a fantastic ass,
small and firm, the globes of each asscheek a milky white color. He felt an
erection rising and quickly pulled of his pants, folding them over he saw a
small plastic box marked 'Worf' sitting by a pod, he bundled them in and
jumped up the stairs, stepping into the pod.
Beverly turned in time to see Worf's muscular ass as he ran up the
stairs, as he hopped into the pod she could swear that he was erect, but the
milky color of the pod only allowed her to see he was naked, not any details.
She bundled her clothes into the square marked Beverly Crusher and walked up
the stairs, stepping into the pod she caught sight of Deanna moving towards
her square and her heart missed a beat as her eyes crawled over the
Betazoid's beautiful body, then the Empath was up her stairs and into her
pod.
As Deanna stepped into her pod and a visor lowered over her face,
ready to gauge her reactions for the psyche evaluation, something was nagging
at her, something she had missed.
If only she had paid more attention when she was piling her clothes
into the square, she would have realized just why No'Kase had acted the way
he did when she called Worf her boyfriend.
On her square were written the words : Deanna Crusher.
---
Riker was looking over all the prospective ships he could use to get
to DS9 when the bell outside his door rang. He absently looked up and saw it
was a member of the Black Guard, he had a struggling woman in his hands.
"Come," he said with a sigh and the door opened, the Black Guard
Agent stepping through the door and pulling the woman with him.
"SIR!" cried he cried, making Riker wince,"I've found your leak,
SIR!"
"Very good," muttered Riker,"How?"
"SIR! We have been monitoring comms channels and discovered that this
woman was attempting to send a message to Starfleet, SIR!"
"Know our secrets do we?" said Riker,"Have you told them our
location?" the location of Riker's base was the best kept secret of his
Dictatorship, it was the reason no one had been able to locate him despite
joint efforts by Starfleet, The Klingon Empire, Cardassia and the Romulans.
The woman glared sullenly at him and said nothing, Riker stood up and
approached the woman, she kept glaring...but not at him, instead she glared
at the desk.
"Um.....sir?" said the Black Guard uneasily,"Keep back sir, she may
attack you."
"I doubt that," said Riker,"I know a scam when I see one."
"I don't understand..." started the Guard, and then he was ducking
for cover as Riker's arm swung around towards him, he let go of the woman's
arm, but she remained in the same position.
"Hologram!" growled Riker as the false Agent rolled away and came
back to his feet.
"Dammit!" growled the imposter and pulled his helmet away, revealing
himself as an unshaven blonde man, he pulled his phaser out and pointed it at
Riker,"Don't move," he yelled,"My name is Tom Paris, I'm been paid a lot of
money to give you to the Romulans."
Riker's mind was whirling, this guy was a Bounty Hunter, but he was
also Tom Paris, one of the missing!. Everybody knew the story, about the
Federations knew, breakthrough ship Voyager, and how it had disappeared in
the Badlands, never to return. Tom Paris had been helmsman on Voyager, but
he was alive here in this Universe!.
Riker thought all of that in a few seconds, then he responded in the
least expected of ways, he got down on his knees and began to beg.
---
One second ago Beverly had been in the pod, going through a tedious
psyche evaluation, now she found herself standing naked in front of an exact
- also naked - duplicate of herself, she stared in shock at her double, then
turned and saw the Cardassian No'Kase staring appreciatively at her firm
body, he jerked his head up and smiled at her.
"Why, this female appears to be most unsettlingly similar to myself,"
she said.
"Of course," laughed No'Kase,"The duplicator splits the subject into
two forms, one all the good and noble parts, the other the un-noble, evil
side of the personality."
"So," said Beverly,"That is why my mind seems clear, my thought
processes faster and...."
"And why," laughed Beverly's double,"Why I feel so incredibly horny,
oooh shit I have got to get laid!"
"The process lasts an hour, use it while you can," said No'Kase,
turning his back on them both,"Once used, the body can not withstand the
process again until it had recovered for at least six weeks," he grinned,"Of
course, with an 8 month waiting list, you shouldn't have any problems.
Beverly turned and looked upon the door of black, she sniffed
slightly.
"I smell pussy and cock," she growled, she rushed towards the door,
pulled it open and rushed inside.
The other Beverly looked at the door of white.
"Perhaps I can write my ideas down," she thought to herself,"I'm sure
there'll be some form of writing instrument in there."
She found herself wondering just how the impossible technology could
have worked on her, then she dismissed that negative thought and approached
the door, having forgotten completely that she was the last of her companions
to go through the process, and that her noble counterparts would be waiting
there for her, or that their angry, lust driven companions would be waiting
behind the black door.
-
Beverly stepped through the black door and stared in wonder at the
massive orgy going on. All around her men and women, women and women, women
and toys, men and women and women were going at it, fucking each other with
desperate abandon. She heard a groan of pleasure in a familiar voice and
looked to her left, Deanna was lying on a table, her legs dangling over the
side, while Worf gripped her waist and was pounding into her with his huge
cock.
"Oooh shit yeah!" growled Beverly in wanton lust, her eyes crawling
over Worf's muscular body, then moving down to Deanna's large breasts, which
were bouncing up and down as Worf fucked her hard. Her eyes continued up to
Deanna's beautiful face, glistening with sweat, her mouth wide open as she
let out gasps of pleasure.
"I got to get it!" moaned Beverly, her hand by now shoved between her
thighs, working three fingers in an out of her pussy while her other hand had
reached behind and was sliding one finger in and out of her asshole. She
pulled her hands free and rushed to the table, swinging her legs over, she
plastered her pussy against Deanna's face, the Betazed squealing with delight
and instantly slipping her tongue in between the Doctor's tight cuntlips.
Worf nearly blew his load right there and then when he saw Beverly
lower her pussy over Deanna's face, watching one woman suck another was
incredible, and Deanna was obviously enjoying it, as soon as Beverly had
dropped her pussy onto the Betazed's face he had felt Deanna's cunt tighten
around his cock, which was throbbing angrily as he continued pumping in and
out of Deanna, almost as if it was going to explode. He let out a roar of
sexual pleasure, then continued watching Beverly's wriggling ass, and just
below it, Deanna's bouncing tits.
Beverly let out a gasp of shock as she felt a hugely muscled arm wrap
around her waist and pull her up onto her hands and knees. Behind her she
heard Worf's deep voice saying.
"Your turn now!"
She felt a hot wave of pleasure rush through her body as he continued
holding her around the waist, his free hand gripped his huge cock in hand and
glided it into her hot, tight little pussy.
"Like Worf said," laughed Deanna, bereft of a cock for now,"It's your
turn now!" and so saying she slid forward until her pussy was underneath
Beverly's face. The hot Doctor hesitated only a second, and then she was
plunging in, muff-diving as the expression goes.
As Beverly's tongue slid in and out of Deanna's tight cunt, she could
feel Worf's balls slapping against her erect clit, he was filling her
completely with his big dick and also tickling her clit, she couldn't believe
how incredible it felt.
Beverly had sucked another woman's pussy before, but it had never
been like this before, it was as if all she was fuckmeat.
"..un-noble, evil sides of the personality," she remembered No'Kase
saying, was it possible? Was she simply all the pent up lust and desire
inside the real Beverly's mind? - if so - she thought with a giggle - I'm
gonna be at this a long time! -
Beverly cried out as she felt yet another wave of intense pleasure
rock through her body, she threw her head back and let out a cry of ecstasy,
then she buried her face back in Deanna's sex and continued to lick up and
down the Counsellor's dripping pussy.
Worf was moaning constantly as he plunged his thick member in nd out
of Doctor Crusher's soaking cunt, his huge cock filled her completely and
made her absolutely airtight around his dick. He gripped her waist and began
pumping in and out of her faster and faster, getting even more turned on by
the second by the image of Beverly's face buried in Deanna's pussy while the
Betazed beauty felt up her own large breasts.
Deanna cried out in pleasure as Doctor Crusher's tongue squirmed in
and out of her clasping cuntlips. Her thumb and forefingers rubbed her
nipples between themselves, as Beverly ate her out she arched her back and
cried in pleasure as she felt an orgasm race through her body, her upper body
jackknifed and flopped like a fish out of water as her orgasm drove her crazy
with even more desire.
"Oh, yesss! Lick it Beverly," Deanna cried out, her hands releasing
her breasts and clutching Beverly's head,"Suck me off! Suck me out! Suck me
dry!!!! YEEESSSSSS!!!!!!"
She spread her legs even wider, her large tits bouncing up and down
uncontrollably now that they were freed from the confines of her own hands,
she humped her ass up and down as she tried to drive Beverly's tongue even
deeper into her snatch.
"FUCK HER WORF!" she screamed,"Make the bitch cum so she'll eat me
out even more!"
As Deanna spoke a shadow came over her face, looking up she saw a man
- a stranger she hadn't meet - straddling her face, a large cock resting
inches from her face.
"Suck this," the man said with a grin, Deanna couldn't see his face
very well, but his features looked aquiline, and he seemed to exude a totally
unshakeable confidence.
Deanna hesitated a second, then her new lustful nature took over and
she stretched her mouth open as wide as she could, then wrapped her lips
around the strangers prick and began sucking him in.
"Uhhhhaaa!" laughed the stranger, and Deanna noted a strange accent,
possibly Russian, maybe even German,"Suck my big fat prick, you bitch," he
groaned,"What a fucking mouth!"
Worf looked up and nearly came from the sight, before him he could
see Beverly's ass as he fucked her doggystyle, Beverly's head buried in
Deanna's lap while Deanna sucked off a complete stranger. He growled low and
deep in his throat and gripped Beverly's asscheeks in his hands, squeezing
them together as hard as he could without hurting her he increased the
pressure on his cock and banging her harder than before.
Deanna sucked on the big cock in her mouth as well as she could,
trying not to choke as it pushed against the back of her throat, she could no
longer see it, but it seemed that Worf had picked up the pace, Beverly's
mouth was pushing against her cunt harder and faster now and Worf was making
that low growling noise he always made before cumming. As the four of them
fucked and sucked as fast as they could, they all felt the pressure building
within them, knowing they couldn't last much longer.
Beverly went first, her entire body seemed to go rigid for a second,
then she was screaming with pleasure into Deanna's pussy, her tongue making
little flicking motions against Deanna's clit, which in turn drove the
Betazed crazy - especially since she was picking up on the other three's
lustful emotions as well as her own! - and she came again, her lips
tightening around the strangers cock in her mouth as her juices flowed into
Beverly's mouth and onto the table, forming a small puddle around her perfect
asscheeks.
Beverly's tightening cunt had forced Worf over the edge, he made a
couple of more humping motions into her tight little pussy and then he was
shooting cum deep into her, finding an incredible ecstasy in the release.
As Deanna finally settled down from her orgasm she felt the cock in
her mouth jerk slightly and then suddenly cum was pumping down her throat,
she fought to gag it back but the stranger was gripping the back of her head
and making small, humping motions, face fucking her as he came. He groaned
in pleasure finally and pulled his now softening cock out of her lovely mouth
and rolling off of the table.
The three Starfleet Officers followed his example, resting on the
ground and panting heavily, trying to catch their breath after that hard
fuck.
"That was fun," gasped the stranger,"Pity our time is nearly up," he
slid a finger between Deanna's legs, causing the Betazed to groan in pleasure
as one long finger slid into her pussy,"Or at least yours is."
"I thought we got an hour," grunted Worf, as he said it he noticed
that Beverly and Deanna were fading, he looked down at his hands and saw that
he too was fading away, he looked up at the stranger. He had aquiline
features and graying hair shot through with black pulled back into her small
ponytail, Worf was a little shaken by total confidence that the man seemed to
exude. He sensed that this man was not simply a personification of un-noble
and lustful desires, he was something more.
"Who are you?"
"What is it with you humanoids and names...." laughed the stranger as
Worf faded from view.
Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter Four.
"Nobody was with her when she died," whispered Worf quietly, fighting
back tears of sadness as he came to the finish of Charlotte's Web. All
around him others were already in tears, some from beautiful poetry readings,
others from their new found love for each other.
"This is so pure," cried Deanna and hugged Worf,"I'm so sorry I tried
to change you and drove you away, I hope you and Dax are very happy!"
As Worf nodded his understanding Beverly was sitting around a
campfire, playing a guitar and singing folk songs, she looked up and smiled
at the hugging pair, then noticed she could see through them.
"NO!" she cried in despair,"Not yet, we were just making progress!"
Then she, Deanna and Worf disappeared.
-
Worf pulled his clothes back on and growled at No'Kase.
"You said we had an hour," he muttered.
No'Kase smiled in commiseration,"Some peoples psyches inadvertently
call back their good and evil personifications early, nothing can be done,
and you signed a waiver freeing us from any possible problems
encountered...."
"Yeah yeah," muttered Beverly,"Why'd it have to be just as Deanna and
Worf had made a breakthrough?"
"Actually," said Worf, sounding confused,"Hadn't you and me just
finished having sex?"
"Yes," said Beverly, just as confused,"But I also remember you
reading Charlotte's Web..."
"You keep the memories," said No'Kase,"It'll take a few days to sort
them out since you were pulled loose early."
As the Cardassian led them out of the room, Deanna noticed a naked
figure in one of the pods, if she didn't know better she would have sworn the
man inside - a man with graying hair streaked through with black pulled back
in a little ponytail and with aquiline features - grinned at her.
She walked past the pod, glancing down at the name on the square,
shaking her head she hurried after the others.
The name on the square read :
P. Aradox
---
"Please don't kill me!" cried Riker, his face contorted by fear.
Tom Paris had been ready for anything, but not this, he lowered his
gun slightly and looked around as if expecting to see something else was
responsible for Riker's fear.
"Please!" cried Riker,"I don't want to die!"
Paris grimaced in disgust and swaggered over to Riker,"You make me
sick....." he started, and then Riker had grabbed his wrist, twisting it
around he drove Paris to his knees and caused him to drop the gun.
"Pathetic," growled Riker and kicked Paris in the face, knocking the
bounty hunter out.
"O'Brien," he yelled, tapping the comm badge fashioned in the shape
of an eye,"Get in here right now!"
A few minutes later O'Brien came through the door, he stared in shock
at Paris, who was being pulled away by a couple of Black Guard Agents.
"Who's that?"
"Tom Paris, you know him?"
"I heard of the name," replied O'Brien, racking over the huge amount
of information he had in his mind,"He's a bounty hunter, pretty good, used to
be a hotshot pilot for Starfleet, joined the Marqui, betrayed them and ended
up in the New Zealand Penal Colony - lucky bastard - got offered an out by
one Captain Janeway, refused for some reason and was released about a year
later, he bummed around in Europe for awhile and then started up business as
a bounty hunter, so far he has a 98% success rate."
If Riker hadn't of known that O'Brien was just a computer sprite
invented by a computer program he would have been impressed, as it was he
just grunted.
"Well he missed me," he finally said,"What does that make his success
rate"
"95%," said O'Brien, ignoring the fact it was a rhetorical
question,"So what do you want me for?"
"No bounty hunter, no matter how good, could get past all our
Security so easy, he was helped, possibly by the same person whose been
leaking information to Starfleet."
"And you still suspect me? Is that it?" asked O'Brien angrily.
"No, you, Data and McCoy are the only ones I really trust, and I want
you to find out who this leak is, and fast."
"I've been trying," said O'Brien,"But whoever he is, he covers his
tracks well."
"How often have you told me?" laughed Riker,"You're the best!"
O'Brien grinned and saluted, then walked out of the door.
Riker sat down and shook his head, he didn't care if this
dictatorship survived or not, in fact it would give him a great deal of
pleasure to see it destroyed, but not until he and Data could get to DS9
without worrying about the information being leaked and having to fight their
way through a fleet of ships.
---
"DABO!" cried Picard and Quark winced.
The man had shown up and consistently won at the Dabo table for over
an hour now. He had long, white hair but was bald on top, he had looked like
a doddering old fool and Quark had gotten a Dabo girl to convince him to
play, now he regretted ever seeing him.
"That old fool is going to ruin us!" he cried to his brother.
"But brother, he's only won a small portion of our profits for the
past hour, I hardly think..."
"Would you like another pay cut?" muttered Quark and his brother -
who was smarter than he looked - shut up.
"Well done!" cried Quark, stepping forward and shaking the old man's
quivering hands,"You've just won the special prize!"
"Special prize?" asked Picard, keeping up the pretence that he was an
old fool on a lucky streak.
"Yes," laughed Quark,"Holosuite privileges for an hour, free of
charge, at the time of your choosing!"
The old man looked unconvinced, but Quark had seen how he looked at
the Dabo girls and he leaned forward and whispered conspiratolly,"Plus your
choice of....uh.....'special' holoprograms."
The old man's eyes widened and he whispered into Quarks large
ear,"Um....by special, do you mean....'special' or just special?"
Quark laughed,"I mean 'special' you lucky dog!"
Picard laughed out loud and shook Quarks hand.
-
He stepped through the door and groaned with relief as he pulled the
wig off and ripped away the prosthetic face.
"It worked, I can have the holosuite for an hour whenever I want."
Valdez nodded as she typed in some commands on the console in front
of her,"Did you see Moriaty?"
"No, but I didn't want to look conspicuous, we both know how good
Constable Odo is in our Universe, I didn't want to take the chance here."
Valdez frowned at the mention of Odo's name and Picard sighed.
"I knew it, you've put a tail on him haven't you?" said Picard,
Valdez's face shot up and she stared at him with anger.
"I'll ask you not to repeat that."
"You consider him a Security risk, because he's part of the race that
founded the Dominion?"
"We can't just leave him alone and hope for the best, his race
doesn't exactly have a good track record with us."
"That's a racist comment if ever I heard one, Odo was brought up by
Cardassians, but that didn't stop them from distrusting him, he worked on the
Station as Chief of Security for years and still hardly anyone trusts him,
simply because a race he never knew doesn't like us."
Valdez was about to say something when he overode her.
"I'm not done, I can relate to Odo because I'm considered a Security
Risk too, aren't I?"
She just stared at him, unable to respond, he nodded sadly.
"Ever since I was temporarily assimilated by the Borg I've been
Security Flagged, even though I saved Earth from them on two separate
occasions."
Valdez was getting angry again.
"We don't live in a perfect Universe," she cried,"We flag people for
a reason you know, because they are risks!"
Before Picard could reply the doorbell went off, he grabbed the
prosthetic face and pushed it back into place, then slipped the wig back on.
"Come," he said in his quavering old mans voice.
The door opened and a man stepped through the door, he held a small
cane and wore an old trenchcoat, there was an unmistakable air of dignity
about him.
"Hello Picard," said Moriaty,"Do take of that ridiculous disguise why
don't you, oh and then get us a cup of tea, Earl Grey will do."
---
O'Brien walked purposefully down the corridors, behind him came
almost twenty of the Black Guard, four of whom carried a struggling figure
over their shoulders.
"Let me go!" screamed the man, but the agents ignored him,"I haven't
done anything!"
They made their way to Riker's Office, Kincaid stood outside, his
arms crossed over his chest, glaring down at O'Brien. The two men didn't
like each other, especially since O'Brien had nearly killed his friend - the
Klingon Korad - in unarmed combat.
"Make way," growled O'Brien.
"Boss doesn't want to see anyone...."
"We have the traitor here," replied O'Brien. Kincaid hesitated, then
showed his eye to the scanner. Before anyone could see Riker they had to be
cleared by Kincaid, there was no way through the door unless he let them.
As the door opened, Kincaid opened his mouth and started to say,"You
should know that Riker isn't......" but before he could finish O'Brien fired
his disrupter, killing Kincaid.
He rushed through the door, followed by the Black Guard Agents loyal
to him, they dropped the so-called 'traitor' who scrambled to his feet and
ran away.
O'Brien rushed through the door and saw Riker's unmistakable face, as
he opened his mouth to ask what this was all about, O'Brien's disrupter fired
and most of Riker's upper body was disintegrated.
"Now," said O'Brien with a laugh,"I'm in charge."
---
Above the planet where Will Riker had based his dictatorship, a small
transport ship traveling on a routine supply trip to Berellium 3 powered up
to Warp and disappeared in a flash of white light. Seconds later white light
flashed all over the area as ship after ship came out of Warp, a giant Fleet
of Romulan Warbirds appeared, coming out of Warp.
The defense satellites around the planet should have fired, but for
some reason they did not, and the Romulans fired on the city below - that
should have been cloaked as always, but was not - with their disrupters at
full force, destroying shipyards, barracks, power stations and hospitals,
somehow knowing the locations of the most important places. Riker's
formidable fleet was destroyed in a matter of seconds, without even firing a
shot back.
---
The transport beams faded and several Romulans stood facing the
traitor to Riker's dictatorship.
"Well Gentlemen," said Kira, standing over O'Brien's unconscious
body,"Did I do good?"
The Romulan's leader - I'Palta - laughed,"You shut down the cloaking
field and the Defense Satellites, you did very well indeed!" he stepped
forward, gripped Kira by the back of the head and pulled her forward, kissing
her passionately.
"You are so ugly," he said with a laugh as he pulled away.
"Then get me back to a the ship and I'll get rid of these surgically
altered features," laughed Kira,"Then we can get down to torturing this
fool!" she kicked O'Brien,"He thought that just because we were having sex I
was his, he was so easy to control!"
Kira - who was actually a surgically altered Romulan named K'Nalt -
stepped around the Office, she gasped as she saw Riker's remains.
"What is it?" asked I'Palta.
"It's not Riker," she said, I'Palta's eyes widened and he looked over
the desk.
"What do you mean, I've seen the files, that's Riker!"
"No," replied K'Nalt,"Well....I mean, it is Riker, but not Will
Riker," she spat on O'Brien,"This idiot has just killed Tom Riker!"
---
The transport continued at Warp towards Berellium 3, on board the
ship Data and Riker were chatting.
"Incredible," said Data,"I can see why your Dictatorship was never
discovered, you were based on a city cloaked by a field on a planet in the
Neutral Zone!" he laughed, his emotion chip had been reactivated once they
had left the planet.
"Right," laughed Riker, he looked up at the helm,"Once we're beyond
that last Neutral Zone beacon I'll deactivate the sensor scramblers and we'll
change course to DS9."
As the transport passed the beacon Riker typed in the commands,
dropping to impulse he began making the course changes when he heard a cough
behind him. He whirled around as Data grabbed for a phaser.
"Not so fast!" laughed McCoy, stepping out from behind an empty
carton.
"What are you doing here?" growled Riker.
"I know, I know," laughed McCoy,"Thought you could escape without me,
eh?"
"Escape, we're on a mission..."
"Don't lie to me," said McCoy,"A mission never takes precedence over
your brother, I knew it was going to be bad when you tried to escape without
warning him."
"What?"
"Whatever happened," replied McCoy,"I checked this transport and saw
that the cartons weighed a lot less than they should, I realized it was a
front to get out and I stowed away."
"Comman.....uhhhh, Boss," said Data, deactivating his emotion
chip,"I've used long range scanners into the neutral zone and located nearly
160 Romulan Warbirds, all surrounding your planet."
"160!" cried McCoy,"I knew you were wanted kid, but not that wanted!"
Riker dropped into the pilots seat, his muscles going loose in shock.
He couldn't believe it, even though it was nothing more than a computer
program, he found it impossible to believe that what had been an Empire five
minutes ago was now gone.
"Sir," said Data, looking over the sensors,"Sensors show a ship
90'000 kilometres away, approaching at impulse."
Riker looked up as the ship approached,"Take evasive action Mr.
Data," said Riker,"We don't have time to chat with...."
"Sir, they have locked on phasers, if we attempt to take evasive
action it is possible one phaser blast will destroy us."
Riker watched as the ship took shape, it was a lot larger than the
small transport, and very familiar.
"Is that...?"
"Yes sir, and they're hailing us," replied Data before Riker could
finish the question.
A face appeared on screen.
"William Riker? This is Captain Katherine Janeway of the Federation
Starship Voyager, I am ordering you to surrender or we shall fire upon you."
---
When the lights went out No'Kase didn't panic, he simply said.
"Ahhh, adds ambience doesn't it."
"Can it Cardassian," muttered Worf,"You already have our money."
No'Kase laughed quietly, then muttered something under his breath.
Beverly happened to be looking out a window when she saw the green
bolt of energy come down in the distance.
"Hasn't this power-cut shut of your games?" Deanna asked.
"No," replied No'Kase,"The games run of a different circuit."
"Umm," started Beverly,"Did anyone else see that?"
"See what?" asked Worf.
"What looked suspiciously like a Romulan Disruptor Blast coming down
on that city over there."
"Oh dear," said No'Kase,"This may be a problem then."
---
Riker, Data and McCoy stared at the phasers in their faces.
"That isn't necessary," said Data,"We agreed to come along quietly."
"I'm sorry," said Janeway with a smile,"We tend to not take the word
of mad dictators and crazy old men at face value."
"Hear that," growled McCoy,"They called you an old man Data!"
"Enough of your crazy old man act," said Janeway,"You're wanted too
McCoy."
"Under what charges," spluttered McCoy.
"Aiding and abetting a known felon is just one of many," said
Janeway,"Now if you don't mind, please go along with Security Chief Magor
here, he'll take you to a lovely little holding cell in the Brig."
The large man next to Janeway grinned and leveled his phaser at
them,"This way gentlemen."
He led them down a long corridor.
"Options Commander?" asked Data under his breath.
"Sit still for now," replied Riker,"We'll see what happens, if I know
this area right the Voyager will probably unload us at DS9, where we'll wait
upon the leisure of Starfleet Security."
Data smiled slightly, taking care not to let anyone
notice,"Understood, sir."
-
Voyager sped along at Warp 5 on a direct heading for DS9.
"Captain," said Ensign Kim, a hint of unease in his voice, Janeway
looked up at the young Asian American, he was still a little green, despite
having shared several adventures on the ship and showing exceptional talent.
"What is it Mr Kim?" she asked him with a warm smile.
"Sir, long range sensors are picking up two ships engaged in a
firefight..." he looked up nervously,"I recognize one of the energy
signatures."
She didn't disbelieve him, Harry showed remarkable aptitude for
Science,"Very well Mr Kim, what ship is it."
"The Marqui vessel commanded by Captain Chakotay," he responded,
seeing her eyes widen,"The other ship is registered as a Freighter."
"Call in another ship," she said,"Our prisoners are too valuable to
risk."
"We are the only ship within range Captain," Harry responded,"The
Freighters shields are buckling."
Janeway didn't hesitate a second, her motives not entirely based on
Procedure, but a desire for closure, she had clashed with Chakotay
unsatisfactorily several times,"Very well Mr Kim, send the co-ordinates to
Helm," as he complied she turned to the helmsman,"Set course, Warp 5."
-
Voyager shot sleekly through space, traveling at five times the speed
of light towards the battle between the Marqui ship and the Freighter.
"Lock phasers on their main engines," Janeway said,"Fire as soon as
we're in range, we won't cut through their Shields...." she smiled,"Not yet
at least.. but we will get their attention."
Voyager came out of Warp, phasers instantly firing on the Marqui
ship, causing the Shields to glow a bright blue as pressure was put upon
them.
"We've damaged the Shields, they're compensating by draining power
from non-essential systems," reported Harry,"Captain, they are hailing us."
"Open a channel," replied Janeway,"How is that Freighter?"
"Moving at half-impulse on a heading directly to DS9."
"Good, we can buy them some time at least."
On the screen, the face of a man in his mid thirties appeared, a
strange tattoo over one .
"Captain Janeway, surely you have better things to do than waste your
time on a little skirmish like this?"
"Captain Chakotay, I am ordering you to surrender, if you choose not
to do so we shall fire upon you."
He laughed, a hard and bitter sound,"Captain, we've gone through this
before, we'll escape just like last time."
"Chakotay," she replied, a little sadly,"Surely you realize that
Voyager is faster, stronger and more advanced, you can't hope to escape."
"We've clashed three times before and escaped three times before, and
we've learned some things, don't make us hurt you."
"Mr Kim," said Janeway, signaling for the transmission to be broken
off,"Fire on them at will."
"Captain!" cried Harry before he could respond to her order,"Our
Shields are dropping!"
"What!" cried Janeway, and then the ship was rocked as phaser fire
blasted the ship.
"We're hit!" roared Harry,"Hull integrity on decks 15 to 17 at 25%"
"Fire!" she yelled.
"We can't!" he roared,"Don't ask me how, all consoles but internal
sensors are dead!"
As Janeway prepared to respond she heard the tell-tale hum of a
transport beam, she twisted around and stared in shock as the majority of her
Crew were suddenly beamed of the ship.
"Harry!" she cried,"What's happening?"
Harry looked over the sensors,"Sensors indicate that the entire crew
but you and I have been beamed of the ship, registering a large amount of
teleport beams originating from Marqui ship.
"Dammit!" she cried,"Why were you and me left behind?"
Harry grinned and lifted his phaser, pointing it directly at the
startled Captain of Voyager.
"Because," he said with the same grin on his face,"You're the victim
of a good old fashioned double-cross."
-
Riker, Data and McCoy had watched in shock as Magor was teleported
away, they were protected by the Holding Cells Forcefield.
"What the hell is going on," grumbled McCoy.
"At this point," replied Data deadpan,"I couldn't even give you a
prediction."
The doors to the Brig opened and Janeway walked in, it only took them
a second to register that she was in manacles. Behind her walked Ensign
Harry Kim, a female half-breed and three very large men. The woman was
beautiful, her features both Human and Klingon, she grinned at the three in
the Holding Cells.
"So you weren't lying then, Mr Harry Kim?" she laughed as she and
Harry directed the fuming Janeway into the spare cell.
"Would I lie to you, Miss Belanna Torres?" replied Harry with a
sheepish grin, he turned and looked at the hulking Security Men,"Take these
three up to the Bridge, Captain Chakotay would like to see them."
The men released Riker, Data and McCoy and led them away, Belanna
sauntered towards Janeway's cell, knowing that Harry's eyes were crawling all
over her body, especially her ass as the cheeks rubbed against each other in
her tight leather pants.
"Poor Captain Janeway," laughed Belanna,"Look at you, all alone with
no Crew and no ship," she looked around with a sly grin on her face,"You know
that we didn't beam your crew to our ship, just into space!"
Janeway's eyes widened in shock and horror at the thought, nearly 150
men and women, dead! It was impossible! Wasn't it?
Harry smiled as Belanna turned and wrapped her arms around his
neck,"Harry here dropped your Shields, shut down your phasers, and he was the
one who beamed your crew into space!"
Harry didn't even look up to see Janeway's horrified reaction, his
eyes simply stared in Torres' in total adulation.
"Would you like to know why your loyal crew mate who had so much
'potential' did what he did," she said with a smug little smile, turning and
looking across at Janeway, who was staring back with impotent anger,"This is
why," laughed the Half-Klingon and reached down, gripping Harry's groin.
"Belanna!" cried Harry as one strong yet gentle hand gripped his
crotch,"Come on, we should be getting back to the Bridge."
Belanna Torres just laughed as she felt him growing hard beneath her
hand,"These uniforms are so tight, what do you do if you get an erection?"
Harry gulped, Belanna drove him crazy, he couldn't get enough of her,
but he knew the risks inherent in this mission - they had just hijacked one
of the newest and most advanced Federation Starships, if they weren't careful
now they could all die.
Patience," she said, pulling her trousers off, she was wearing small,
black thong panties,"Come on," she laughed,"You know what I want."
She lay down on her back - her toes resting mere inches from the
Forcefield that held Janeway in - and spread her legs, he ripped his tight
uniform pants of and crouched down over her on all fours. Reaching down with
his mouth he gripped her panties and tore them loose with his teeth, she gave
a squeal of delight as he revealed her closely shaven pussy.
"Come on Harry, use that tongue," she laughed, gripping her breasts
in her hands, massaging them. She arched her back up, pushing her crotch
towards Harry, who pressed his face into her tight, hot pussy and slid his
tongue up and down her dripping gash.
Belanna lifted her face and stared over her breasts down to Harry's
face, seeing his tongue slide into her pussy drove her crazy, his tongue felt
so good pressing as deeply as possible into her hot vaginal passage
Harry loved the taste of Torre's twat (yeah, yeah, sue me - it's
alliteration) and he licked and sucked hungrily between her cuntlips and her
erect clit, moving his mouth between tongue fucking her cunt and sucking on
her clit. He had learnt a couple of new tricks since he had seen her last,
reading up on all the books on sex he could find (The work of Harold Robbins
had been most instructive) and he began running the tip of his tongue from
her clit, down over her cuntlips and between her asscheeks, coming to an end
at the base of the ground he ran his tongue as far back as he could towards
her asshole, then brought it back up her slit and pushed it as deep into her
hot, juicy snatch as far as he could. Belanna moaned in pleasure and grabbed
the back of his head, humping her cunt up into his more than willing face.
"That's it Harry!" cried Belanna,"Shit! You use your tongue better
than most men use their fucking cocks! You hear that Janeway? You fucking
dumb bitch! All this time Harry could have been fucking you with his tongue,
instead he just FUCKED YOU!" she cackled wildly, secure in the knowledge that
Janeway could do nothing.
Harry just grinned into his lovers snatch, responding by spreading
his mouth over her pussy, straightening his tongue and shoving it as far up
her dripping, juicy cunt as he could. His cheeks sucked in and he bought in
as much of her juices as he could.
Harry's hands gripped her waist and ground his face into her snatch,
his nose rubbing against her clitoris while he tongue fucked the hot
half-Klingon, who was panting heavily and shaking as she approached orgasm.
She whimpered in delight, showing her human heritage over her Klingon
- a Klingon never showed they were aroused until they could no longer hold
back. Harry was now pulling his tongue out of her cunt, darting it up over
her clit and then sliding it back past her pussylips and as deep into her as
he could.
"FUCK ME!" she cried,"USE THAT HOT FUCKING TONGUE OF YOURS AND FUCK
ME!" she began sliding her ass up and down and side to side, causing his face
to rub against her pussy, her juiced up clit hard as a rock now as she
prepared to cum. Harry continued driving his tongue into her hot fuckhole
every chance he got, loving the taste of her in his mouth, he lifted his head
up, despite her strong hands attempt to hold him down. Giving an animal cry
of ecstasy he plunged his face deep into her lap again and she cried out
pleasure.
"I'm fucking CUMMING!" she screamed and suddenly juices were flooding
out of her pussy, puddling up around her asscheeks as he sucked as much into
his mouth as he could, a vain attempt to suck up all her cuntjuice. After a
few minutes of bucking and moaning, she finally calmed down and collapsed
back to the ground, her every muscle no more than a quivering lump of flesh.
He crawled up her body and grinned at her with his mouth closed, she
grinned back and he moved his head forward, kissing her. As she responded,
her mouth opening to take his tongue in, he opened his and released her
juices into her mouth.
Her eyes widened in surprise and she swallowed half her own cum
before coughing the rest out. She looked angry for a second, then began to
laugh.
"Oh you dirty son of a bitch, you've learned a few new tricks haven't
you!"
He rolled off of her and lay on his back, laughing at the mixed look
of anger, hatred, confusion (and was that a little lust?) on Janeways face.
Belanna grinned as she now got onto all fours, her head resting above his
long, slender cock.
"I'll give you a treat Janeway," she laughed,"You can check out my
ass while I fuck him!" she lowered her head down and took the head of his
cock into her mouth, sliding her mouth up and down his cock just enough to
lubricate his dick, which along with her recent orgasm made it easier to
slide his cock into her hot snatch. She hunched her hips down as far as she
could, grinding her pussy against his lap. Lowering herself forward as far
as she could so that his cock was pressed against the front wall of her cunt,
she began pumping up and down.
"Ah...yes! Yes! Do me!" he gasped as she slowly rode up and down on
top of him,"I want your tits Belanna, don't tease!"
She laughed, he loved her tits, he couldn't get enough of them and
she knew it. She raised her pussy up off of him and lowered her tits down
towards his mouth his eyes lit up when he saw her large, firm breasts, erect
nipples dripping sweat and his cock gave a little jerk.
She lowered herself down onto him once again, he reveled in the
pleasure of entering her tight pussy. When his cock had pushed right up into
her, she lowered her chest even more, her breasts dangling a few inches from
his mouth.
"You're so fucking tight," he moaned,"I just can't believe it, every
time we fuck is like the first time!"
She began sliding her ass up and down in little humping motions, her
cunt clasping his cock as it slid up and down.
Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter Five.
Her tits still rested inches from his face, and he longed to reach
out with his tongue and lick the erect little nipples, but he knew that she
had left them just out of his reach, and if he stretched forward he would
only strain his neck - she was a fucking tease! But he loved it!. He pushed
his hips upwards, holding them as high as possible for as long as he could,
his prick buried to the hilt in her cunt, she finally decided that enough
teasing was enough and she lowered her chest down, brushing her breasts
against his upper chest, then she giggled as he tentatively reached for her
breasts, sitting up she clasped them in her own hands and began bouncing up
and down on him, massaging her tits and laughing.
"You are a bitch!" he laughed good naturedly,"Come on, let me at
them!"
"Hear that Janeway," she laughed, looking over her shoulder at the
shattered former Captain,"He says I'm a tease!" she gasped, breathing heavily
as she bounced up and down on Harry's cock, her wet love tunnel tightly
gripping his shaft,"Because I've only let him fuck my tight little cunt - and
my tighter little asshole a couple of times as well, the filthy degenerate! -
but I'm a tease because I won't let him suck on these big brown titties of
mine," she grinned fiercely at Harry, her eyes twinkling,"So...ah! tell me
Janeway, am I a tease?"
Voyager's Captain didn't respond, she simply hung her head and cried
silently.
Belanna laughed quietly and lowered herself, so that her breasts once
more rested against Harry's chest, as her ass made little fucking motions,
she began rubbing her erect nipples against his own. He groaned in delight
as his own nipples responded to hers, sending ripples of pleasure through his
upper body as her cunt stretched around his cock.
He made the same little fucking motions as she said, easily moving in
time with her, as she pressed her breasts harder against his chest she ground
her lust swollen clit as hard as she could against the base of his cock. She
kissed him unexpectedly as they slowly fucked each other and he opened his
mouth, sliding his tongue against hers as they explored each others mouths.
As they continued to kiss she continued grinding her clit against his pubic
hair, and she gave out a little moan of pleasure as they continued to kiss.
Suddenly she broke the kiss and arched her back, his eyes widened as
her tits sat only millimeters away from.
"Go ahead, Starfleet," she murmured,"You earned it a long time ago."
He reached out tentatively and licked at one of the erect beauties,
then he sucked one stiff nipple into his mouth and sucked on the beautiful
bit of mam-meat. Belanna's eyes had closed and their was a wistful
expression on her face, she began making longer strokes up and down his cock,
nearly letting Harry's dick entirely out of her cunt before slamming back
down, as he suckled on her breasts enthusiastically she began to once more
bounce up and down, letting his cock sluice in and out of her pussy, her
breath coming faster and faster as she approached orgasm. As Harry licked on
her nipples he began to moan in pleasure, his cock was beginning to get even
harder than before and he knew he was about to cum.
"Yes! Yes!" she gasped as she felt her orgasm coming closer, building
up inside her, ready to take over her entire body.
Harry's eyes rolled back in his head and he released her breast from
his mouth, he let out a little 'ooh' and suddenly her was pumping cum deep
into her hot pussy.
"YES!" cried Belanna as she felt him shooting his sperm deep into
her, her dam burst and soon she was cumming too, her juices let loose all
over Harry, she collapsed on top of him once more.
They smiled at each other, ignoring the sobbing sound coming from
Janeway's cell.
Despite the fact that the feeling of her warm body against his was
something he dreamed about nightly, he knew what had to come next.
"Come on," he said,"We have to deal with Chakotay."
---
Moriaty listened patiently as Valdez finished her story.
"So your story is," he said, instantly dismissing her story as
untrue,"Is that you've been undercover for nearly 5 years now, and that your
records were faked to make it look like you flunked the Academy?"
"Exactly," she replied,"I'm here to put Starfleets mind at ease about
you?"
"Then why is Picard here?" he asked,"Picard 'IS' a member of the
Marqui."
"Was," replied Picard,"I had a falling out with Starfleet, they've
offered to take me back."
"You're not telling the truth," said Moriaty, looking carefully over
the two of them,"But you're not lying either."
"Mr Moriaty...." Valdez began.
"Professor."
"Professor Moriaty, let me put it bluntly, have you been stealing
information from Starfleet?"
Moriaty performed a classic spit take with his Earl Grey tea, he
coughed, then began to laugh.
"My dear! No, no I have not!"
Valdez put down a small instrument she had been holding and frowned.
"He's telling the truth."
"You sound disappointed," murmured Picard.
"Of course she is," laughed Moriaty,"She had an idea, it didn't pan
out, now she needs a new scapegoat."
"I don't want to pry," said Picard uneasily,"But what happened
to...."
"My wife? the love of my life? the woman I couldn't live without? The
woman whom I hijacked the crew of the Enterprise for?"
"Yes," replied Picard, seeing the look of mocking self pity on
Moriaty's face.
"It seems 'she' could live without me," he replied, and he smiled
warmly, telling Picard in an instant that it hurt...but he was over it.
"Love of my life, self pity? you know," muttered Valdez,"You don't
seem anything like the character in Conan Doyle's stories."
"I'm alive," replied Moriaty simply, unoffended by the remark,"I'm a
dynamic person, I change with time."
"Moriaty," said Picard,"We came all this way to find you, and I'd
like to talk more, but me and Valdez have to get out of here, we may not be
Marqui anymore, but any Starfleet Officers who recognize us will attempt to
arrest us."
Moriaty stared at Picard, his mind - which had contended with
Sherlock Holmes and Data before - was working, but he simply smiled and
extended his hand.
"Goodbye Picard," he said,"I hope to see you again soon."
He stood up, finished his tea, picked up his cane and draped his
trenchcoat over his arm. Looking every bit the gentlemen, he left the room
and Picard turned to face Valdez,"I have all the information I need now, I
think know what's going on."
"And?" she asked.
"Moriaty isn't stealing information from the Starfleet Database, the
Cube is!"
---
"Just what am I going to do with you five?" roared Sisko.
I'Palta had just beamed Worf, Deanna, Beverly, O'Brien and No'Kase
over to the Enterprise - grudgingly - which had been the Federation observer
in the maneuver against Riker's dictatorship in the Neutral Zone. I'Palta
had been happy to hand over Worf, Deanna and Beverly, but he had attempted to
hide O'Brien and No'Kase - however the Enterprise's sensors had taken care of
that easily enough.
"No'Kase, you're a wanted criminal," said Sisko,"We wondered what had
happened to you, but running a pornographic games ring in an illegal
dictatorship?"
The Cardassian glowered angrily at Sisko but said nothing.
"Worf, You left Starfleet after Picard and Riker left, and they at
least made something of themselves, look at you! Where's your honor gone?"
Worf growled and made to attack, but he was manacled too firmly.
"Deanna and Beverly! I give you leave to go on your honeymoon! And
look what you do!"
Deanna and Beverly stared at each other in shock, honeymoon?!
"Okay!" yelled Sisko,"I just don't know how I'm going to deal with
this, I'm placing you all under arrest for now. I expect No'Kase will end up
back in Cardassia," the Cardassian's eyes shot up in alarm,"Worf will end up
back on the Klingon home world," Worf was unalarmed, Sisko was merely a
computer sprite after all,"And Beverly and Deanna? Well, the two of you are
going to take a lot longer to figure out."
Tasha had her security team lead the prisoners down to a holding
cell.
"Okay," said Sisko, arriving back on the Bridge,"Now let's see about
finding Picard."
---
Chakotay stretched back in the Command Chair.
"One thing about Starfleet," he said with a lazy grin,"They sure make
great chairs."
"Captain," said Tuvok's even voice,"I have hooked up the
communications system as you asked, now the crew will see you and hear you as
you speak."
"Excellent," grinned Chakotay, rubbing his hands together,"It's time
to inspire them, have we had any problems?"
"None sir," replied Tuvok,"The crew of our ship have taken over the
running of this ship easily,"He paused,"However, we had to activate the
Emergency Medical Hologram Program."
"I gathered we would, what's the problem?"
"He had proven to be rather....troublesome, he keeps demanding to be
turned off."
Chakotay frowned, he looked down at the Command Chair
monitor,"Sickbay," he ordered and an image of the Doctor appeared.
"Emergency Medical Hologrammatic Doctor," said the bald, irritated
looking man on the screen,"May I be turned off now?"
"That's impossible, we have no Medical Doctor as capable as you,
you'll just have to....."
"What is that thing on your face?" interrupted the Doctor,"Is it a
tattoo or a sign of impending Galaxian Flu?"
Chakotay's eyes widened and he looked up at Tuvok.
"I tried to warn you sir, at best he can be called.....eccentric, I
believe there may be a glitch in his program."
"Captain?" asked Torres, stepping through the turbo lift with Harry
behind her,"Are you ready to tell them your plan?"
Chakotay's face lit up as she mentioned his plan, he shut off the
Doctor in mid-sentence and snapped his fingers, Tuvok merely stared at him.
"Uhhh, Tuvok, engage the new comms system please," he said after a
few seconds.
"Certainly sir," replied Tuvok, he made to type in the commands, then
turned back to Chakotay,"Sir, may I inquire as to why you snapped your
fingers?"
"It was a way of asking you to turn on the new comms system,"
muttered Chakotay, sounding annoyed but trying his hardest not to blush.
"Oh, I was unaware humans were capable of making requests merely by
causing friction between the thumb and forefinger of..."
"Forget it," snapped Chakotay,"Just turn the damn thing on!"
Tuvok raised an eyebrow, then turned.
"Very well, I am now turning the 'damn' thing on."
All over the ship Chakotay's face appeared on monitors, his smiling
face everywhere on board the ship.
"Greetings my loyal serv...uh...crew, it is time I revealed the final
part of my brilliant plan," he paused for dramatic effect, then realized he
had waited too long and rushed on, stumbling over his first few words,"And
anyway...well, um....here's the plan. For over ten years Bajor has been
occupied by hostile forces, first the Cardassian's and now Starfleet!. This
has been made possible by the evil station posted above Bajor, known as Tarak
Nor by the Cardassians, Deep Space Nine by Starfleet and Sky Oppressor by the
Bajorans!"
"Sky Oppressor!" exclaimed Riker, who was still in manacles, sitting
by the Science Station with Data and McCoy,"Who writes this guys lines?"
"But we are not going to allow this to happen anymore! We are going
to charge in there with our new ship and destroy DS9! Even if we have to
crash this damn thing into the Station and sacrifice ourselves......."
As he ranted on and on, his crew stared at the monitors of his face
with growing fear - was Chakotay crazy? Then they watched in shock as the
raving Marqui Captain disappeared in a blur of blue light.
Back on the Bridge, Harry finished teleporting Chakotay into deep
space with the corpses of the Voyager crew.
"Thank goodness we don't have to listen to that again," he muttered,
then made a sweeping bow in Torres' direction,"The shows yours."
Torres faced the monitors, a serious look on her face.
"Okay then, hopefully you all realize what me and most of the Bridge
crew realized a long time ago, Chakotay lost his grip on sanity several
months ago, when his lover - a Bajoran - was killed in an attack against the
Cardassians. Myself and Mr Tuvok decided the best thing to do was remove him
from the picture, as of this moment, I am acting Captain of Voyager, Mr Tuvok
is my 1st Officer, Harry Kim - who so courageously delivered Voyager to us -
will be Science Officer - may I remind you these changes are only temporary,
and a vote will be taken when we get the opportunity."
She smiled warmly at the monitors,"For now, we still go ahead to DS9,
but this time under the cloak so graciously 'donated' by that Romulan Warbird
we raided last week, where we will take the U.S.S Defiant for our own!"
As Torres cemented her power, Data turned and whispered in Riker's
ear,"I'm monitoring her heartbeat and blood pressure - allowing for her
hybrid physiology - and she's not telling the truth, or at least not the
whole truth."
"So what's the deal, are we going to DS9?" growled McCoy, overhearing
them.
"Oh we're going," replied Data,"But certainly not to steal Defiant, I
have no idea what, but I think Torres has something very big planned!"
---
Marvek entered his command code tentatively, until now everything had
been theory.
"Code accepted," said the voice,"Access to Starfleet Personal
Detabase, Granted. Access to Starfleet Command Codes, Granted."
"Computer, Arch," he muttered and behind him an archway appeared.
Walking up to it he typed in his commands, then patched the hologrammatic
computer to the arch,"Computer, Download these files to my quarters."
"Proceeding," replied the Computer.
"Additional," he said,"Check that Project : Trojan Horse, was
successful."
"Project successful, Space Station Deep Space Nine's scanners have
been deactivated."
"Excellent, proceed with download."
He sat down in the chair and gave a little laugh, it had been so
easy. He had gone after a former member of the Obsidian Order because his
superiors had suspected he had discovered a way to access the Starfleet
Database. After much torturing they had discovered the sub-space signals
were now coming from different places and had finally come to the conclusion
that it was this Moriaty Cube that was bypassing Federation Security. They
had placed the former spy back in his trading business and Marvek had his
features surgically altered. The Order 'replaced' the real Marvek with
himself and he set about convincing the Federation to find the Cube. Now all
his hard work had paid off, he had found the motherlode - a copy of the
Federation Database. The personnel files were warped of course, but the
command codes were valid, as had been proved by the fact he could access the
files with Marvek's access code. He had not been able to download the real
version in the true Universe because all the security systems would have
alerted Starfleet, but here in this Universe he was safe, because everything
but the Database and Moriaty were false.
"Besides," he said to himself with a laugh,"Even without the command
codes, we still have psychological profiles of everyone known to Starfleet,
which is practically the entire Universe!"
He laughed loudly to himself, this Universe had even been so kind as
to give him the ability to perform the Vulcan Nerve Pinch, despite the fact
that he didn't know how to do it, every time he did something similar the
computer read it as a nerve pinch and knocked out the victim. And now,
thanks to Maria Valdez's paranoia over Odo, the real DS9's scanners would be
down and he could download the information to his quarters.
---
"Back to Cardassia, eh?" asked Tasha Yar,"Suppose you'll be happy to
get back there?"
"I no longer care for Cardassia or Cardassians," said No'Kase,
staring grimly at the wall across from his holding cell,"I just wanted to
make a little profit and retire somewhere nice." (*)
Tasha shook her head with a smug little smile at the miserable
Cardassian, then turned as the door opened.
"Oh hello Geordi," she said as the Chief Engineer walked into the
room,"What are you doing here?"
The Chief Engineer smiled, hiding the syringe in his hand.
-
Guinan watched in shock as Riker appeared out of nowhere, then she
smiled,"So this was the time pocket you walked into," she said,
grinning,"Glad to have you back."
Then she noticed that he was doubled over,"What's the matter," she
asked.
"Can't breath......." he gasped and then collapsed, Guinan suddenly
realized she too was incapable of drawing breath, she fell to the ground.
She didn't need as much air as humans, but she did need air........and there
was none to be had. (*)
-
"Sir!" yelled the Science Officer,"Oxygen levels on several decks
have dropped radically! Ten Forward has lost all air supplies!"
"Pump air in from surrounding decks," yelled Sisko, fighting back
panic,"Get a medical crew down to Ten Forward," he looked around as his
orders were followed,"And get Dr Crusher out of the Brig and down to
Sickbay!"
-
"I shut down the air on random decks," said Geordi as he lowered
Tasha's unconscious body,"It should keep Sisko and his men busy while we get
to a shuttle."
"And where are we going?" asked No'Kase.
"Oh no," laughed Geordi,"You're staying right here."
You can't just leave me here!" cried the Cardassian.
"Watch us," replied Worf with a fierce grin and led the others out of
the room, O'Brien included.
---
"Just think about it," snapped Picard at an unbelieving Valdez,"Data
programmed the Computer to create a Universe of interactive characters
capable of fooling Moriaty that he was in a real Universe. Do you have any
idea how hard that would be for a computer - to simply 'make' people?"
"I suppose," started Valdez, still unsure.
"The computer would go over it's options, then it would come to the
most logical conclusion, copy our Universe!"
"But...everything's different here."
"Different, yes, unrecognizable? No! It explains why you have an
alternate here, I believe that the Cube is sending out the subspace signals,
downloading copies of the Database."
"And it evolves independently of our own, so everything is different
here!" cried Valdez, realizing where Picard was going."
"Exactly, all our new backgrounds fit in with our personalities,
given the right circumstances, we could have been these people!"
"But this is a Security Nightmare!" whispered Valdez in a mix of
shock and awe,"If anyone accessed the program and downloaded a copy of the
Database, they would have personality profiles of everyone known to
Starfleet!"
"Not to mention command codes, shield frequencies...." muttered
Picard, remembering that Valdez's command codes had worked when they access
the Database,"Where could someone find a hard copy of the Database that could
be downloaded without setting of Security Flags?"
"It doesn't exist, unless you have Security Access A1 or higher, and
then only at Starfleet Headquarters in San Francisco.?"
"What if you were an Ambassador? Who has that access?"
"Starfleet High Command does, the only Ambassadors given such high
access are highly trusted ones...."
"Like Vulcans? Starfleet's first and greatest ally?"
Valdez's mouth gaped open,"You mean Marvek? But why would he?"
Picard frowned,"Because he isn't Vulcan, or at least he isn't Marvek,
I think he's a surgically altered alien, perhaps Romulan or maybe
Cardassian?"
"We have no choice then," muttered Valdez,"We have to take a chance,"
she tapped her chest where her comm badge should be and said,"Computer,
search program, locate Ambassador Marvek."
"Ambassador Marvek is on Earth, San Francisco."
"We have to leave," cried Valdez,"Moriaty isn't out right now, we can
leave without worrying," she was talking about what would happen when they
ended the program, to anyone watching they would disappear for several
seconds while their actions were implanted in their alternates memories, then
their alternates would reappear,"Computer, remove us from the program."
"Unable to comply, scenario incomplete."
Valdez turned and stared at Picard in surprise,"Computer, what
scenario?"
"Players must end Dominion threat to Station Deep Space Nine,"
replied the computers voice,"Only then may players leave program."
"Computer," growled Picard,"Who inserted scenario?"
"Ambassador Marvek."
The Captain and Security Officer turned and stared at each other,
they nodded and headed out the door.
---
No'Kase grinned as Tasha came around, she looked up at him and the
empty cells around him.
"Where are they?"
"Let me out and I'll tell you."
"The computer can locate them," she said, reaching for her
Communicator,"Computer, where is Chief Engineer LaForge, Lt. Commander Worf,
Counsellor Troi and Doctor Crusher?"
"Chief Engineer LaForge, Lt. Commander Worf, Counsellor Troi and
Doctor Crusher are in the Brig."
Tasha looked up and groaned when she saw the comm badges resting on
the desk,"Computer, seal all cargo-bays and shut off transporters."
"Unable to comply," replied the Computer.
Tasha cursed,"Security Override Alpha-Niner-Omega-One," she gasped.
"All clearance codes invalid," replied the computer,"With the
exception of Chief Engineer Geordi LaForge."
"I know where they're going," laughed No'Kase,"Let me out and I'll
take you to them!"
---
Kira stretched, her uniform pulled taut over her large breasts.
"Okay, that's it for me, good night all."
"Enjoy your sleep, Major," said Chief Uli as he rewired one of the
consoles,"I'm going to be up awhile trying to get some speed out of this
piece of Cardassian crap."
As the night crew walked into Ops, Kira stepped into the Turbolift
they had just vacated and headed towards her quarters.
She pulled her nightgown on and hopped into the bed, pulling the
sheets on she turned and pecked Dax on the cheek.
"'Night love," she said and turned of the light on her side of the
bed. Dax just stared at the book in her hands for a little while, then threw
it down onto the sheets and sighed.
"What?" grumbled Kira.
"Is that it then, a little peck on the cheek and 'night, love' and
then to sleep?"
"What do you want from me, I just finished a twelve hour shift in
Ops."
"So, I worked twelve hours last night and nine hours tonight, and I'm
still fine."
"Is that all you ever think about," muttered Kira,"Sex?"
"It's all you think about," replied Dax roughly,"I saw you checking
out that cute little blondes ass in Ops tonight."
"What? Who?"
"That Earther, the one who was fixing the replicators for Uli."
"He was barely past twenty!" spluttered Kira,"How could you think I
was interested in him!"
"So you noticed he was past twenty? You must have had a good look."
"You're the one who said he was cute," snapped Kira,"Bet you got all
wet between the legs just staring at him!"
"Don't you dare try and put this back on me!" yelled Dax,"I'm not the
one who was flirting with a BOY nearly ten years younger than me!"
Kira rolled over on top of Dax before she could react, straddling her
lovers waist she reached down and grabbed her breasts,"You know you're the
only one for me."
"Hey! what are you doing!" cried Dax as she felt Kira's hands grab
her plump breasts.
"Besides," laughed Kira,"He didn't have a pair of these!"
"You think you can just feel me up and it's all better?"
Kira leaned down and smiled smugly into Dax's face,"The only reason
you brought this up is because you're so horny," the Bajoran beauty
laughed,"Come on honey, I'm sorry about the way I've been acting lately, I've
been tired."
"Aren't you tired now?" asked Dax suspiciously.
Kira smiled and replied by leaning down and sliding her tongue into
her lovers mouth.
Kira's large, firm tits pressed against Dax's slightly smaller,
plumper ones. Their erect nipples rubbed against each other, Dax game a
little moan of pleasure as Kira slid her tongue around inside her lover's
mouth.
Dax sat forward, wrapping her arms around Kira's back and pushing her
own tongue into the Bajoran woman's mouth, her arms made small circles over
her lovers back and she rubbed her tits together against Kira's, sending a
buzz right through her lesbian lovers body. Kira broke the kiss and smiled
at Dax, then pushed her back onto the bed, kissing down her lithe, sweating
body until she came to the plump breasts. She sucked the erect nipples into
her mouth and Dax groaned with pleasure, her legs spreading out slightly and
sliding one hand down between her thighs, slipping a finger into her dripping
pussy. Kira felt Dax's legs move and smiled around one nipple, then began
kissing down Dax's waist, sliding her ass down her lovers body further and
further as she got closer and closer to Dax's love mound.
Kira kissed lightly about Dax's open thighs, she groaned eagerly,
wanting to feel her Bajoran lovers tongue in her dripping pussy, which was
longing for attention. Finally she slid her tongue lightly up the length of
Dax's cunt.
"Immm...yes," moaned Jadzir, wanting to feel her lover's tongue in
her so badly that she humped her hips up slightly.
Kira grinned wickedly and slowly pushed her tongue deep into her
lovers pink pussy, tonguing her lover's juicy wet snatch, she pulled her
tongue back out and then pushed it back in.
"You're always so wet," Kira spoke, muffled by Dax's pussy, she curled
her tongue and slid it back into Dax's hot, tight cunt, Jadzir's juices
sliding into her mouth and down her throat.
Dax's juices were flowing faster now, a stream of hot, cuntjuice
pushing into her lovers mouth as she was eaten out. Excess cum dribbled down
Kira's chin and between Dax's asscheeks. Kira slid a finger down between
Dax's delicious derriere (alliteration again folks!) and pushed one now wet
finger against her pink, puckered anus. As she did this her free hand parted
Dax's cuntlips and two fingers slid in while her mouth rode up and suckled on
her erect clit.
Kira got the response she wanted when Dax began moaning and crying
out in pleasure, her hips once more humping up and down as fingers slid in
and out of both her cunt and her asshole. Spasms rocked her body and she
jerked about uncontrollably as her climax rocked through her, orgasming
noisily her cuntjuices spilled all over Kira's face and onto the sheets. She
gripped Kira's head tightly with her hands and ground her cunt up into Kira's
face, her clit pushing into her teeth, her cunt lips and asshole clamping
down onto her fingers. Kira pushed her face even deeper into her lovers
cunt, her tongue flicking in and out of Dax's fuck-hole, sliding around her
fingers.
"Oooohhhh! I can't take it anymore!" screamed Dax through gritted
teeth,"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm CUMMINNG!"
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End Of Chapter Five.
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(*) - Some of you may recognize these scenes from the prequel to this
story - Star Trek : TNG - Complexities and Paradoxes - I told you back then
that all loose ends would be tied up!
Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter Six
Kira just smiled and continued to suck expertly on her girlfriends
flooding pussy. She shot her tongue up Dax's juicy slit, her fingers
scratching along the cunt walls, her nose pressing against her clit.
Jadzir just shook, her body spasming with wild desire as she came
once more, her body shuddering wildly, rippling in uncontrollable ecstasy.
Once more Kira's mouth was filled with pussyjuice as Dax came again, she
ground her hips up into Kira's face, mashing her mound against the Bajoran's
face. Dax stiffened and gave a scream of pleasure, her hands gripped Kira's
head as tightly as she could and she wrapped her long legs around Kira's
back, pressing down as hard as she could, she raised her upper body and every
muscle seemed to lock up.
Finally her legs unlocked and collapsed down next to Kira's side, her
muscles relaxed and she slumped back onto the bed, her hair plastered around
her face and her chest rising and falling with large, heavy breaths.
Kira pulled her fingers free from Dax's open orifices and made a
couple of probing licks into Dax's sensitive pussy, then she raised her head
and grinned at Dax.
"Do you still think I was checking out that blonde?"
Dax laughed, her body jerking slightly in genuine humor.
"No," she finally said,"Besides, I don't think he could keep up the
pace!"
"Speaking of which," laughed Kira, she got up onto all fours and spun
her ass around, her pussy resting a few inches from Dax's mouth, already wet
and ready,"Use that tongue of yours!"
---
No'Kase grinned as Tasha came around, she looked up at him and the
empty cells around him.
"Where are they?"
"Let me out and I'll tell you."
"The computer can locate them," she said, reaching for her
Communicator,"Computer, where is Chief Engineer LaForge, Lt. Commander Worf,
Counsellor Troi and Doctor Crusher?"
"Chief Engineer LaForge, Lt. Commander Worf, Counsellor Troi and
Doctor Crusher are in the Brig."
Tasha looked up and groaned when she saw the comm badges resting on
the desk,"Computer, seal all cargo-bays and shut off transporters."
"Unable to comply," replied the Computer.
Tasha cursed,"Security Override Alpha-Niner-Omega-One," she gasped.
"All clearance codes invalid," replied the computer,"With the
exception of Chief Engineer Geordi LaForge."
"I know where they're going," laughed No'Kase as Tasha slapped her
forehead with her palm,"Let me out and I'll take you to them!"
-
Geordi programmed in the course and prepared to launch the shuttle.
"Wait!" cried a voice, a phaser fired across the front of the
shuttle,"The next one won't miss," cried Tasha,"Let's see you launch then!"
Worf pulled the shuttle door open and looked out, a few meters away
stood No'Kase and Tasha Yar.
"Okay," said Tasha,"I've had it up to here with being knocked out,
now we're going to....."
She never got to finish her sentence, No'Kase smacked her in the back
of the head, knocking her out. He bent down and picked up the phaser.
"You know," he said with a slight laugh,"For one of the best Security
Officers in Starfleet, she's pretty lousy," he leveled a phaser at Worf,"And
you ARE taking me with you."
---
The six Vulcans stepped off the transport freighter and looked around
with blank expressions on their face.
"I told you it was a good idea," said the female Vulcan,"That
automated Freighter we were pretending to fire upon got us right into DS9
safely."
"Quiet Captain Torres," replied the one true Vulcan among them -
Tuvok,"Who knows who might be listening."
"Keep an eye on Riker and Data," she muttered in reply,"And
especially McCoy, he's pinched me twice already."
McCoy began to laugh softly, despite the straight face of the Vulcan
represented by the Hologrammatic Projection Unit. Tuvok did not even look
around, he simply reached back and placed his hand over McCoy's mouth. The
old man shut up and they walked out of the docking ring towards the
Promenade.
As they walked away a figure stepped forth from the shadows and
stared after them.
"Interesting," muttered Odo.
---
Kira and Dax walked into Ops with a smile on their faces, Chief Uli
turned and looked back over his shoulder.
"Major? Lieutenant? What are you doing here," asked the Galaxian that
had replaced O'Brien after his wife and child were killed by Cardassians.
Kira smiled warmly, lifted her phaser and disintegrated Uli.
As the other members of the night watch spun around, Dax raised her
phaser and fired, a wide beam of energy shooting out and knocking out the
rest of them.
As Dax walked towards one of the computer consoles, Kira walked
around, systematically disintegrating every one of the unconscious crew.
"Ready?" she asked as she killed the last one.
"Ready," replied Dax,"Then maybe we can drop these solid forms and go
back to the Nebula?"
"Not until we control the station," replied Kira, gripping her
breasts in her hands,"What horrible protrusions, I don't know what Odo sees
in this form?"
Dax just shook her head and typed in the commands, disabling weapon
and defense systems.
And at that moment the Wormhole opened and a Fleet of Jem'hdar ships
flew out towards the Station.
---
"There he is, with the Vulcans!" cried Picard, grabbing Valdez by the
arm.
She looked up and saw that on the second tier Moriaty was sitting at
a table with six Vulcans.
"His file says he's a silk trader," muttered Picard,"What do Vulcan's
want with silk? It's a luxury item."
"Come on Picard," muttered Valdez,"I doubt that even your alternate
would believe that a man with the intelligence to outwit Data and Sherlock
Holmes would be happy as a silk trader!"
"Come on No 1," retorted Picard - referring to Valdez's position as
his 1st Officer in this Universe,"Let's go have a chat with Mr. Moriaty, he's
about our only chance to get back to our own Universe before Marvek escapes
now."
---
Janeway raised her head and looked the Security Guard over. He was a
human, about thirty, very well built and good looking in a primitive sort of
way. He stared back at her and she had to fight to keep the anger and
loathing out of her own.
She smiled shyly at him and his eyes widened slightly at this
unexpected response. The Former Captain of Voyager stood up and smiled at
him, placing one hand on a shapely hip.
"My, but you are a big one, aren't you?" she said, her smile
widening, his only response was a brief snort of air from his nostrils as he
fought back returning the grin,"This isn't the sort of job for you," Janeway
continued, placing both her arms against the small of her back and
stretching, pushing her upper chest forward,"You want something
more...physical...don't you."
The guard frowned, but made no response.
"Your new Captain was in here before," said Janeway with a
giggle,"You should have seen the things she was doing with Harry - that's Mr
Kim to you I'm sure - such lewd, perverted things," as she spoke one hand
trailed down her waist and between her thighs, lightly brushing against her
groin.
The guard's only reaction was to gulp.
"They did it right in front of me," whispered Janeway in the sexiest
voice she could manage,"It turned me on so bad when Harry ate her out, but
especially when he was pushing the long dick of his into her tight little
snatch," she grinned wickedly at him, sliding one hand down her pants, then
removing it and licking it with her tongue,"Does that turn you on? The
thought of fucking Torres?"
Again he gave no response, but his eyes closed for a second and he
had a visible erection through his pants.
"It turned me on," replied Janeway,"I wanted so badly to have a big,
hard dick up me, but all I have in here are my fingers."
Once more she slid her hand down her pants, the tight uniform hiding
nothing, he could see her hand hunched over her groin, pumping up and down as
she slid a finger in and out of her pussy.
"Have mercy," whispered the Guard under his voice.
Janeway grinned to herself, this guy wanted her bad, she could tell,
she had hooked him, now she had to reel him in. Pulling her hand free, she
grabbed the tight top and pulled it off, then removed the small shirt
underneath, her medium sized but plump breasts springing free. She saw his
eyes widen and he fell back a step, as if confused.
"Oh come on," she giggled,"Don't get all coy on me, don't you want to
watch?"
He looked around, as if expecting to see the Security Chief stride in
at any minute, then he stepped forward to get a better view - after all, she
was trapped behind a force field, and even if she wasn't he was much larger
than her. After she pulled her pants away, revealing her neatly trimmed,
brown pussy hair and long, shapely legs, she turned to the little wash basin
inside the holding cell and pushed on the button that contained the liquid
soap (**), filled her hands with liquid soap and began to soap up her
breasts.
She stroked her tits, bringing her pert nipples to a aching hardness.
- If these were different circumstances - she thought to herself - I
might just be enjoying this -
Soapy hands glided down across her slim waist, moving ever closer to
her brown haired bush. She lay back on the bed and raised her legs up,
sliding her hand down between her pink lips and over the cheeks of her firm,
white ass.
"So good," she murmured,"I just wish I had a cock in me," she opened
her eyes to slits, looking for the reaction of the Guard. He was clutching
his groin through his pants.
She smiled seductively and let her soapy fingers rub against her
cuntmound, pressing hard against her aching clit. It had been awhile since
she'd done this, once she was free and had taken her ship back, she'd have to
spend some time in the holodecks with some of those X-Rated programs.
She ran one soaped up hand back up her stomach and ran one finger
lightly around her nipples, sending a thrill through her body
"Oooh yeah, I need a good, hard fuck so bad," she moaned, knowing
what this would be doing to the poor sap outside the cell, it was time for
the big finale. With skill and ease that only came from years of practice,
she parted her cuntlips and rubbed one sudsy finger against her hard little
love button, then moved slightly down and slid one long, dexterous finger
inside herself, then a second, then a third.
"Oooh yeah, so good," she moaned in pleasure,"But I really, really
need the real thing!"
She began to tirelessly pump her three soaped up fingers in and out
of her juicy little slit.
"AH SHIT!" yelled the Guard,"THAT'S It, I CAN'T TAKE IT NO MORE!"
He stepped forward, reaching for the control that would release the
force field, Janeway sat up in eager anticipation. But it was not
anticipation of a good fuck - she usually preferred women or men in their
early twenties anyway - but of getting free.
- Kick to the groin should buckle him - she was thinking - Then
bring the knee up into his face, followed by an elbow to the back of the
neck, that'll drop anyone! -
He was reaching for the control pad.....
"BATTLESTATIONS!" roared a voice over the Communications Lines,"ALL
HANDS BATTLESTATIONS AT ONCE!"
"SHIT!" yelled the Guard, he turned and shrugged apologetically at
Janeway, then raced out the door.
"Dammit!" growled Janeway, then looked around, she could feel the
soap on her body drying,"Ah well, may as well finish what I started."
Reaching down between her legs, she continued to masturbate.
---
"It's quite simple," Moriaty was saying as he handed the device to
Tuvok,"I'm sure you'll figure it out soon enough."
"Thank you," said Belanna,"You'll be responsible for saving the Alpha
Quadrant."
"Universal War is bad for the silk trade," replied Moriaty with a
slight smile,"Now....you.......just......oh hell!" he growled as Picard and
Valdez strode up towards him.
"Moriaty, we have to talk," said Picard, his voice muffled through
the fake beard.
"I'm busy Picard...."
"Captain..." started one of the Vulcans, when Tuvok reached forward
and gripped his neck, performing the Vulcan nerve pinch.
"That was Riker's voice," growled Picard,"Holographic Projection
Units?"
"I'm afraid so," replied Tuvok,"Sit down before you draw attention to
everyone, I believe you're just as wanted as us."
"Captain," said Data,"It seems that Moriaty is a member of the
Protectorate, which as you know is a group akin to the Marqui that believes
in ending all threats to the Federation."
"Of course," replied Picard as he sat down, inwardly thanking Data
for telling him something his alternate would have known.
"Furthermore," Data continued,"He has just given them a device which
I believe they are going to use to shut down the Wormhole."
As Picard opened his mouth to ask a question, Data interrupted and
saved him again.
"It would have been much simpler to fire upon the Wormhole with
photon torpedoes, except of course the Dominion stabilized the Wormhole even
further than before several months ago and now it cannot be shut down."
"Except for by that device," said Moriaty smugly, pointing at the
device in Tuvok's hand."And you won't try to stop me Picard, you know what a
threat the Dominion is to the Alpha Quadrant."
"Why are you doing it?" asked Picard, looking over at Torres, Kim
(still disguised as Vulcans) and Tuvok,"I assume you mean to take your ship
through the Wormhole before collapsing it? Or else you'll surely be captured
by the Defiant?"
Tuvok answered,"It's quite simple and totally logical, The Dominion
is a threat to the Federation and the threat must be ended. The only way to
do this is by shutting down the Wormhole - we mean to travel through the
Wormhole, using this device to shut it down. On the other side we shall
instantly make for the nearest M Class planet. We don't mind being trapped
in a distant Quadrant if it saves this one, the needs of the many do outweigh
the needs of the few."
Picard shook his head in wonder, despite the logical argument put
forward by Tuvok, he was sure the he and his companions were quite mad.
He opened his mouth to speak when suddenly the Station shook
violently, a loud explosion sounding nearby. They were thrown to the floor,
the projection units being disabled in the fall.
"What the hell was that?" cried Valdez, shaking her head to clear it
from the ringing left by the explosion.
"We're under attack!" roared Moriaty, pointing down to the Promenade
below, where dozens of soldiers were rushing forward, firing weapons at
helpless civilians,"Those are the Jem'hdar, the Dominions soldiers!"
His eyes widened as he saw Odo - Head of Security for the Station -
step forward from behind the Jem'hdar and point up towards him and the
others.
"Them," cried Odo,"They're with the Protectorate, get them!"
---
Dax released Kira's asscheeks and pulled her face free from her
lovers juicy snatch.
"What the hell was that, the whole Station shook!"
"Bajor moved for me too baby," laughed Kira, lifting her own tongue
from Dax's cuntmound.
"Not like that you idiot," cried Dax, rolling the naked Bajoran off
of her. She leaped up and pulled a robe on,"Dax to Ops," she
cried,"Situation?"
There was no reply.
"Oh shit," cursed Kira as they heard dim screams coming down the
corridor,"We're under attack!"
---
Captain Sisko had ordered a Security Sweep of the ship after
discovering the prisoners had escaped from the Brig.
"Report," he said, smacking his comm-badge.
"No sign of them anywhere," came the reply,"We found Officer Yar
unconscious in a cargo-bay, but none of the Shuttles were missing."
"Damn it, find them all - kill them if they put up any resistance,
but bring LaForge to me alive!"
Geordi had changed all the Command Codes so that only he could
operate transporters and open the Cargobay force fields. Sisko had a team
down on the M-Class Planet below that he wanted to beam back up, and
insubordination from his Chief Engineer had been completely unexpected.
"Sir," said the Communications Officer,"Incoming message from
Starfleet, priority one."
"On screen."
On the large viewscreen the face of Admiral Sulu appeared, the
grandson of the helmsman for the original Enterprise looked rather annoyed.
"Sisko, we have a major problem, the Dominion have invaded the Alpha
Quadrant, we believe they've already taken DS9 and they massing a Fleet over
Bajor. I'm sending as many ships as I can into the area, but you're the
closest, so get down there as fast as you can!"
"Sir, we're having some....."
Sulu's eyes widened and he glared angrily at the Captain,"Do you know
who I am! I'm Admiral Mitsurugi Sulu and when I give you an order you snap
to! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD!"
Sisko made to protest, but the steely glint in Sulu's eye gave all
the warning he had to, he nodded his head and replied,"Yes, sir."
---
Data threw the Jem'hdar away like he was made from air, the other two
warriors roared with anger and leaped at him, he reached out and grabbed them
both by the neck, moving faster than the eye could follow.
"Okay Data," said Picard,"Knock them out and put them out of the way,
we're more concerned with stopping the Founders."
Data smacked the Jem'hdar's heads together and lowered them to the
ground, behind him Riker was looking through the computer banks in the
Medlab. They had been lucky to escape when Odo had set the Jem'hdar on them,
now they had a brief respite.
"Any luck?" asked Bashir, whom they had found trying to fight a
Jem'hdar in the Medlab.
"None," he replied,"The Founders have locked Ops out of sensor
sweeps, we don't know how many are there, how many Jem'hdar, even if they
have weapons!"
"They don't need weapons," responded Moriaty,"Their bodies ARE
weapons!"
"We're basically stuck then," said Bashir,"There are nine of us and
close to a hundred Jem'hdar, with who knows how many ships out there."
"That's it," cried Torres,"We still have Moriaty's device, we can
shut down the Wormhole, effectively destroying any hope of reinforcements or
supplies."
"They'll still have the station," replied Picard.
"How long can they hold it?" laughed Moriaty,"Bajor isn't just going
to sit around, they have a Fleet too, and it would only take a small part of
the Federations Fleet to take them out, plus the fact that the Cardassian's
and Romulans won't take too kindly to having an Alien fleet on their
borders!"
"It is the only logical recourse," said Tuvok,"In war, it is logical
to cut of the enemies's supply line and reinforcements."
"We'll be stuck in the Gamma Quadrant," said Kim, he grinned at
Torres,"But hey, it'll be worth it to stop the Jem'hdar."
"Okay then, but how do we get to your ship?" asked Riker, who had
recovered from Tuvok's nerve pinch,"The Founders will definitely have raised
station shields by now."
"We need merely get to the Docking ring," said Tuvok evenly,"We can
re-route power through one of the conduits there and punch a small hole in
their Shields, we will then have a limited window of opportunity to beam back
to Voyager."
"I still can't believe you hijacked Voyager!" cried Valdez,"Your
Captain Chakotay must have balls of iron."
"Former Captain," amended Torres with a slight smile,"Will this plan
work Tuvok?"
"It worked for Constable Odo and the Ferengi Quark when the
Cardassian's invaded."
Data's eyes raised and he turned to look at Picard, who nodded to
show he understood. The same thing had happened in the real Universe, three
Cardassians had invaded the Station after a sentient computer program
installed by Chief O'Brien had gone haywire, and the Invaders ships had only
been fought off because of Odo, Quark and a Security Officer named Russell
Nash. (*)
"Let's go then," said Picard,"We must stop the Founders, no matter
what the cost!"
Picard could care less about whether the Station was taken, this
being nothing more than a computer program and all, but Marvek had added a
scenario that had to be completed before they could leave the program, and
Picard had to get out before the Spy got of the real Station.
---
Marvek kicked the door angrily.
"Computer! Open door!" he yelled for the umpteenth time.
"Unable to comply, internal power sources lowered."
"Explain!"
"Internal power sources have been lowered, unable to open holosuite
doors, please wait patiently until power sources have returned to normal."
He looked behind him, he was still in San Francisco, but every time
he opened tried to open the Holosuite doors he got the same message, he
couldn't get out into the real Station.
"What the hell is going on out there?" he asked himself, then sat
down on the park bench to wait. A man came and sat next to him, he was
dressed all in white.
"Hi," said the man.
Marvek ignored him.
"You know," said the man happily, his voice slurred slightly, meaning
he was either drunk or slightly handicapped,"My momma always told me life is
like a box of chocolates...."
"Oh hell," growled Marvek, slapping his forehead with his palm.
---
The Jem'hdar stiffened as the hand gripped his neck, then his body
slumped to the ground.
"We are here," said Tuvok,"Mr Data, if you would be so kind?"
Data stepped forward and opened the conduit, he flipped the two power
coupling back and grabbed a green wire that was hanging loose, pulling it
loose he shoved it into the circuit board below. A series of sparks went off
and all around them the power went dark.
"Now!" cried Harry.
"Captain Torres to Voyager," cried Belanna,"Lock in on my signal and
transport all humanoids within a 20 meter radius."
The nine of them beamed away, a few seconds later the power came back
on and several Jem'hdar charged into the area.
"We're at Docking Bay 5," cried the leader into his comm-badge,"No
sign of the intruders, one unconscious guard."
"Reprimand him," came back the Founder's voice,"Find out what caused
the power shortage then post three guards there."
"Your will," replied the Jem'hdar, he strode towards the broken
conduit as behind him one of his men 'reprimanded' the unconscious guard,
putting a blaster to his head and firing.
---
Torres strode onto the bridge, followed by Tuvok, Picard, Riker,
Data, Moriaty, Bashir, McCoy and Harry Kim. Voyager had gone to battle
stations as soon as the Jem'hdar had come through the Wormhole, but Torres
wasn't going to fight them.
"Set course for the Wormhole," she snapped to the Helmsman,"Keep us
under cloak for as long as possible."
The Helmsman set in the new course.
"Om my mark," muttered Torres,"Moriaty, is it guaranteed to work?"
"It's all theory my dear," he replied, whirling his cane about as he
stared around the clean environment of Voyager's bridge,"This is a nice
change after that dull and dreary DS9."
"Moriaty?"
"Of course, yes it is all theory, but I am convinced it's going to
work."
"Only one way to find out," replied Torres with a heavy
sigh,"Enga...."
"Bela.....ahhh, Captain," cried Harry,"Ambassador Class starship
approaching at Maximum Warp! It's the Enterprise!"
"Shit!" cursed Torres,"Are they here for us?"
"Don't be vain," laughed Moriaty,"The Jem'hdar are already getting
into battle formation, they're ready for this!"
On the viewscreen they watched as the Enterprise E sped into view,
it's massive frame dwarfing the Jem'hdar fighters. Small phaser blasts
smashed ineffectively against it's Shields.
"They are powering up phasers," said Tuvok.
On screen they watched at the Enterprise blasted again and again,
destroying ship after ship.
"We have to destroy the Wormhole now!" Moriaty noted calmly,"The
Enterprise sister ship was destroyed by sheer weight of numbers when we first
encountered the Dominion, we can't let the same happen."
"Get moving," yelled Torres,"Keep us under cloak, although they're
probably too busy to notice....."
"Captain," yelled Harry again,"The Enterprise's shields have
lowered!"
"What?" she cried, staring in shock up at the viewscreen.
"Confirmed," said Tuvok evenly,"Shields have dropped, sensors
registering a shuttlecraft moving away from the Enterprise."
"Registering multiple transport signals from DS9," cried Harry.
"The Jem'hdar must be beaming over to the Enterprise," yelled Picard.
"The shuttlecraft is being fired upon," said Tuvok smoothly,"Sensors
indicate occupants include one Cardassian, a Betazoid, Three Humans and one
Klingon."
Picard's eyes widened, a Betazoid and Klingon could only mean Deanna
and Worf. His natural instincts to preserve his crew kicked in over his
knowledge that this was merely a computer program and none of them could be
killed.
"Lock onto the occupants and beam them over!" he roared.
"Captain?" asked Tuvok, raising an eyebrow towards Torres.
"Do it," the Half-Klingon replied,"I have enough dead people on my
conscience as it is."
On screen they saw the shuttlecraft explode, even as the Jem'hdar
ships surrounded the Enterprise.
"Did we get them?" asked Picard.
"All occupants were successfully beamed to sickbay, the Doctor will
treat them for injuries," replied Tuvok.
"Picard," said Moriaty with a whisper,"If the Founders take the
Bridge, will they be able to control the ship?"
Picard shook his head,"They'd need to capture Engineering, the
Seconday Bridge and the Bridge to take control."
As they watched the Jem'hdar ships pulled away from the Enterprise,
returning to formation around DS9.
"Oh dear," said Harry,"The Enterprise had raised it's Shield's again,
their weapons are locked on a new target."
"What target?" asked Belanna fearfully, hoping their cloaked ship
hadn't been detected by the Enterprise's advanced sensors.
"One of Bajor's major cities," replied Harry,"I think the Enterprise
may have been captured."
Moriaty turned and stared at Picard in horror,"Dear Lord, think of
the destruction they could do with that ship!"
"They'll do damage all right," said Valdez,"But that's not our
problem, we have to destroy the Wormhole," Valdez's main concern was
returning to the real Universe, which they would not be able to do until the
Wormhole was destroyed and the Dominion threat ended,"Besides, even the
Enterprise alone can't stand up to the Fleet!"
"I did a lot of evil in my time," whispered Moriaty to himself,"But
it wasn't me who did it, my actions were controlled by a man whose been dead
for over perhaps half a millennium. Ever since I became my own man I've
strived to do better - I can't just leave without doing something."
"What do you intend Moriaty?" asked Picard, fearing he knew the
answer already.
"Do?" said Moriaty with a slight grin,"Why I intend to try and make
up for the evil in my life with one last, desperate gambit. I'm going to
destroy the Enterprise!"
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End Or Chapter Six.
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(*) Shameless plug time folks, those events happened not on the t.v
program, but my first DS9 story - Immortal Voyagers - available upon request!
(**) Okay folks, most Starships don't have wash basins in their
holding cells, but Voyager is more modern than most, so they do! Don't
believe me, well then think of it as a little creative license!)
Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter Seven
Riker smiled as Deanna came awake.
"Will?" she asked.
"Thank goodness you're all right," he said with a wink, knowing that
as long as the Safety Protocol's were in place Deanna couldn't really be
hurt.
"How are the others?"
"Fine, can't say I'm happy to see you brought O'Brien with you, he
tried to kill me you know?"
"We had no choice," she replied, sitting up and clutching her head,
which throbbed with agony. One thing was for sure, this program seemed damn
real, she lowered her voice,"We had to keep up the pretence of looking after
our own, which O'Brien technically is."
"You know, you couldn't have picked a worse moment to escape," he
laughed good naturedly,"When Geordi lowered the Shields so you could get out,
you left the Enterprise vulnerable to attack, the Dominion have captured it."
"Damn," muttered a voice, Riker turned to face Geordi,"I knew the
Enterprise was going to swing nearby DS9 before heading to the Badlands to
try to find the Captain's hiding place, so I figured we could hide in the
Jeffries Tubes until we got near, then we could escape."
"Doesn't matter," grinned Riker,"We can't get out of this damn
program," he looked towards the hologrammatic Doctor, who was checking the
still unconscious No'Kase,"Until the Dominion threat has been ended, Captain
Picard is taking care of that right now."
As he explained to them about Marvek, Tuvok sat on the Bridge
monitoring their conversation, he nodded to himself and shut down the link.
---
"I can do this alone," snapped Moriaty.
"Not without knowing their Shield Frequency," replied Picard with a
grin,"Which I do."
"Why don't you give it to Belanna?" asked Harry, watching as Moriaty
and Picard piled barrel after barrel of explosive material into the
shuttlecraft.
"The Shield Frequency?" asked Picard,"Because we'll only have time
for one good shot at their Engines, and then they'll be able to modulate it
and Voyager will be a sitting duck."
"There's no need for you to die too," grunted Moriaty as he and
Picard lifted the last barrel.
"Oh no," laughed Picard,"I'm not letting you be a martyr alone,
besides, it may have a new Captain, but it's still MY ship, and if anyone is
going to destroy it, it'll be me!"
Moriaty frowned at him for a few seconds, then his mouth widened into
an uncharacteristically wide grin,"Damn it Picard, but I wish we could have
had the time to get to know each other better, we'd have been great friends!"
Picard just smiled back as Harry shook his head in wonder.
-
"Ready?" asked Torres.
"We just need two minutes distraction," came Picard's reply,"Give us
that and then destroy the Wormhole!"
Torres nodded and Picard's face disappeared of the monitor, she
turned to Harry.
"Decloak us Mr Kim, show those alien bastards our ass!"
-
On board the Bridge of the Enterprise the Founder held Sisko in an
iron grip.
"We will fire on the solids city in exactly one minute," she said,"If
you do not give us the Shield Frequencies on the other ships in your Fleet."
"I don't know them!" gasped Sisko,"Please...I can't breath!"
"Then you should adapt," replied the Founder with a grin,"Or is that
beyond your 'solid' capabilities?"
"Just kill him," muttered Odo, stepping up next to the Founder,"If we
kill him one of the other crew members will tell us."
Sisko still couldn't believe that it had been Odo who had let the
Founders onto the Station, providing them with all the information they
needed to take DS9 - his price had been small, he wanted Kira for himself.
"Founder!" cried one of the Jem'hdar on the bridge,"A Federation ship
is decloaking of the port bow!"
She turned and stared at the sleek Voyager as it appeared before
their eyes on the viewscreen,"Send the Fleet after it," she yelled,"I
recognize it from information reports, it's nearly as advanced as this ship,
though not quite as powerful."
Voyager moved gracefully through space, it's Shields easily absorbing
the Jem'hdar fighters blasts, it fired back, destroying a fighter with one
blast.
"Registering shuttlecraft approaching us!" cried the Jem'hdar,"Shall
we fire?"
"No," replied Odo with a sly grin,"That's what they want, firing will
open a small hole in our Shields, and they'll come through and smash into the
Bridge, it's a kamikaze run!"
"Hold Shields," said the Founder, smiling her appreciation at
Odo,"The Voyager is lost, it can't defeat so many of our own ships, we'll
knock down it's Shields bit by bit and then take it like we took Enterprise."
-
"Okay Picard, what's the Shield Frequency?" muttered Moriaty,"If we
get any closer to those Shields we'll be crushed!"
"257.4," replied Picard.
Moriaty grinned and typed in the commands.
-
"Our shields are dropping!" cried the Jem'hdar.
"What?" cried the Founder, spinning around and facing the alien
warrior.
"Shuttlecraft on collision course with main engineering!"
Her eyes met Odo's for a brief second, they both shared the same dull
realization.
The Warp Core!
"Jake," whispered Sisko, calling the name of his son, killed with his
mother by the Borg so many years ago,"I'm coming Jake."
-
"What the hell?" cried Picard, feeling the familiar lurch in his
stomach as the transport beam grabbed him.
"Only one martyr today Picard!" laughed Moriaty, grinning sadly.
As Picard was pulled away by the transport beam, the man who had been
arch-nemesis of Sherlock Holmes and held the crew of the Enterprise hostage
stared at the oncoming ship with no fear in his heart.
"It seems that I will not go gently into the good night after all,"
he said with a grin, reaching for his cane as the Shuttle rocketed towards
the Enterprise.
-
Torres shielded her eyes as the Enterprise exploded on the screen,
the shuttlecraft smashing into Main Engineering, causing an instantaneous
Warp Core breach.
"Set course for the Wormhole," she cried.
Next to her a transport beam appeared, coalescing into the figure of
Picard, who dropped to his knees.
"What the?" she cried.
"Our shields were lowered by the shuttlecraft," cried Harry,"Moriaty
must have beamed him back!"
"Forget that," gasped Picard,"The Wormhole!"
Tuvok re-raised the Shields and Voyager sped towards the Wormhole,
Jem'hdar ships reverted to reflex after the initial shock of seeing the
Enterprise destroyed and began firing on Voyager.
"Shields at 25%" Tuvok informed Torres,"At this rate we shall have
lost Shields before we reach the Wormhole."
"Go to cloak," cried Torres,"They don't know that we're heading for
the Wormhole, they probably think we're trying to make it to Bajor."
"May I remind the Captain that since the Wormhole was strengthened by
the Founders, it had been impossible for any ship under cloak to successfully
traverse the Wormhole," cried Data.
"No!" yelled Torres as the ship was rocked by another blast,"Just
engage cloak!"
Voyager instantly became invisible, and the Jem'hdar ships hesitated
for several seconds, then began firing in the general direction of DS9 and
Bajor, hoping to hit a lucky spot.
"We're emitting tachyon bursts," muttered Harry,"If they have a smart
science officer were dead."
Voyager creeped along at impulse power, then suddenly the Wormhole
sprang open in front of them. Instantly Jemh'dar began firing towards it,
guessing at the location of Voyager.
"Drop cloak and take us through!" roared Torres and Tuvok complied,
disengaging the cloak and sending Voyager through the Wormhole entrance,
which sealed up behind them.
"Moriaty's device?" asked Tuvok.
"Activate it and beam it out before they follow us through," she
yelled.
Inside the Wormhole, the small device beamed out into the Wormhole
corridor and immediately tendrils of blue fire reached out and grabbed it,
attracted by energy emissions coming from the small, mechanical device.
"Move!" cried Torres,"Or we'll be stuck here!"
The other side of the Wormhole opened up and they were pulled
through, instantly powering up to Warp and speeding away from the remainder
of the Fleet on the Gamma Quadrant side.
"Are they chasing?" asked Torres.
"Negative," replied Tuvok,"Thier sensors registered us, but they
didn't even bother to scan us."
"I recall reading that all of the Founders - with the exception of
Odo - had a shared mind," said Data,"Perhaps the death of one caused a
feedback to the others?"
"And the Jem'hdar are useless without orders," said Torres with a
laugh, behind them the Wormhole collapsed in a flare of white light.
"We can't assume that feedback will last forever," said Picard,"I
suggest we get as far from the Dominion as we can."
Torres laughed.
"Make it so," she said and Voyager sped away.
---
They gathered in Picards temporary quarters as soon as they got the
chance.
"Well," said Valdez,"It's time we left, who knows how far Marvek has
gotten now?"
"Agreed," said Picard,"Although I must admit that coming here was a
most enlightening experience."
"Like going through the looking glass," said Geordi with a grin,"But
I'll be just as happy to go back through and discover this was all a dream."
"We wish," muttered Valdez to herself,"More like a nightmare."
"Computer, Arch," said Picard, next to him a large archway appeared
with monitors and computers along the inside walls, he stepped into it.
"Computer, disengage holosuite from Moriaty Cube."
All about them, Picard's quarters disappeared, to be replaced by the
dully glowing yellow grid on black walls.
Marvek was sitting against one of the walls with his knees up by his
shoulders, he looked up in shock as the others appeared, then a blank
expression covered his face.
"Excellent, can I assume you have the information you wanted from
Moriaty?" he asked Valdez.
"Spare me," she said, reaching for her phaser, but she was
interrupted by a phaser blast firing past her wrist..
"I wouldn't," came an even voice, they all turned and stared in shock
at Tuvok, who stood with a gun leveled at them,"I can assure you that that
was a warning shot, the next shall not miss."
"Tuvok! what are you doing here?" cried Riker.
"I first became aware that I was living in a hologrammatic world when
Officer Valdez and Captain Picard first accessed the Starfleet Database from
Marqui headquarters. I used the same command code she had used to access the
true computer and commanded it to save me when it shut down the program."
"But why?" asked Deanna,"Why would you want.."
"Because I accessed your files and discovered that the program was a
self evolving system, and came to the conclusion that I was not merely a
sprite, but a sentient being in my own right. I know from the computer's
records that when you came across a similar being once before you trapped him
in that Universe," he pointed at the Cube,"For whatever reason, I do not
really care why, I simply have no wish to share the same fate."
"You've got it wrong," started Data,"We didn't trap Moriaty in there
because he was sentient, we...."
"Quiet," interrupted Tuvok evenly, not interested in the least in
what the Android had to say,"You fear sentient programmes for some reason,
this is illogical but true, and so I was forced to defend myself."
"Power levels have returned to normal," came the Computers voice, a
wide grin split Marvek's face.
"Excellent, I don't have time to listen to this sprite drone on," he
strode purposefully towards the doors and Tuvok fired without changing
expression. Marvek was blasted back against the wall and slumped down.
Beverly rushed to him and checked for a pulse.
"Nothing," she said in shock,"He's dead."
"As I feared," said Data,"Tuvok has disengaged safety protocols."
"Exactly," replied the Vulcan,"Do not attempt to trap me in one of
your prisons, I am a living person, even if I am a hologram, and I intend to
venture out into the real world and live."
He stepped carefully backwards to the doors, which opened behind him,
he stepped past the threshold without changing expression, but Picard sensed
something akin to satisfaction and relief coming from him.
"Goodbye," he said to them,"I wish you no harm....." he gasped as he
felt his legs tingle, looking down his mouth dropped open and he revealed
shock.
"I tried to warn you," said Data,"You may be aware of your nature,
but you are far from sentient, or you would have been able to break the way
you were programmed to behave, much like Moriaty did before his sacrifice."
Tuvok felt no pain, only a mad tingling as his body slowly drifted
away into nothing, unable to support itself outside of a holosuite. Finally
he was gone.
Valdez looked down at Marvek's body and shook her head, she would
have to go to Odo for help in finding where he might have stored the
Database, that was probably the most irritating thing of all. She absently
wondered how Operation : Trojan Horse had gone as she tapped her communicator
and called for a couple of her Security Team to come down and get the body.
As Worf, Deanna, Beverly and Geordi picked their communicators of the
ground, Riker, Data and Picard walked over to where the Cube was inserted in
the console.
"Use your tricorder to record what happened while we were in there,"
said Picard to Data,"I want a copy of what happened in the Enterprise
library." (*)
"It's a pity Moriaty had to die," said Riker,"I feel like he had
really changed, despite being a member of this.....Protectorate."
"I doubt that he is dead," replied Data, Picard and Riker turned to
stare at the Android in shock.
"What do you mean?" asked Picard.
"I am sorry sir, I thought you would have figured it out for
yourself," offered Data,"You see the program revolves around Moriaty, despite
keeping side histories going for all the other sprites, if Moriaty is
gone....the program ends."
"Are you saying the moment that Moriaty 'died', we should have found
ourselves back in the Holosuite?" asked Riker.
"Exactly," answered Data,"Which leads me to believe that Moriaty's so
called sacrifice was nothing more than a ruse to get out from under the
Federation's gaze."
"He's a free agent again," said Picard, a wide grin spreading his
lips,"Damn him but I was sad to see him go, I thought it was the most noble
thing I'd seen since Kirk's death!"
The three of them stood silently for a few minutes, then one by one
they all began to laugh.
---
For several seconds, there was no one in Picard's cabin, then the
alternates reappeared, the actions of their real counterparts implanted in
their memories.
"So what first?" asked Riker, looking at Picard.
Picard sat down at the table,"First? First we play a little poker."
The others sat down at the table with him as he dealt out the cards.
"And second?" pressed Riker.
"Second, Will," said Picard with a grin,"Second of all I'm going to
stress the fact to you that this is a Starfleet ship, even if it is lost in
the Gamma Quadrant, and I'm a Starfleet Captain."
"Ex-Starfleet Captain." said Data evenly.
"Why quibble," replied Picard, throwing some chips into the pot,"I'm
still the closest thing to a real Captain - Janeway is certainly in no
position to take over - and tomorrow I'm going to have a sit down with Torres
and explain a few things to her."
The others nodded their approval, and then spoke no more of it,
merely playing poker like old friends, reunited after a long absence.
---
"Sir Arthur Conan Doyle," said the man, whirling the cane in his
hand, it was a special cane - not because of the lovingly varnished real wood
body, or the gleaming silver eagles head atop it. No it was special because
pushing the right places activated a transport beam that would take him to
his small shuttle, which had cloaking capabilities.
"Goodbye Father," said the man to the large monument in front of him,
a faint note of nostalgia in his voice,"I'm a free man now, and it's time I
made my own way in the world."
Turning around and leaving the cemetery, Moriaty couldn't help but
whistle a happy tune.
----
END.
----
(*) This explains why things that happened in this story happened in
the prequel - Complexities And Paradoxes (you guessed it, available upon
request!)
That's it, fini.
Okay then, some loose ends are in there, sorry folks, but this is an
ongoing series after all. Operation : Trojan Horse and all the unexplained
things that happened in this story (like Marvek not being able to get the
Holosuite doors open) will be explained in the sequel, which will be a DS9
story set at the same time as this story.
If you'd like to compliment or criticize this story, send your
e-mails to - dimitri@ihug.co.nz - where you can also make requests for other
stories I've written or pick up any missing chapters.