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Subject: A Different Star Trek: Chap.1 pt. 4
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HERE IT IS!!! PART 4!!!
(Oh, by the by, in the course of this epic, if any of you happen to
think of a suitable title for this thing, please let me know. The person who
submits the name I decide to use will get an autographed hardcopy of the book,
beautifully bound in a genuine plastic covered, three ring binder! OOOOOOOOOOO!)
"To what end, Q? These people have no more chance of getting this wreck
moving than I have. Considerably less, in fact." Picard snarled at the entity.
"Really captain, you should be more careful of your blood pressure. We
don't want anymore heart stoppages, hmmmm?" the alien replied with obvious
amusement.
"You'd enjoy that, wouldn't you?" the human said in disgust.
"Enjoy isn't quite the word."
There was a silence of several seconds, as the captain puzzled over
what to do next. He had yet to even ascertain what Q's plans were for the
timelost ship and her misfit crew. Knowing the alien's propensity for causing
hell, whatever the plan, Picard was sure it wouldn't be nice.
"What have you brought them here for, Q? What amusement can these
`primitives' afford you?"
"Strange you should ask that Picard. I just happen to have an answer."
space around them grew hazy and faded out. Picard experienced a sensation not
unlike the nausea created by an old style transporter ride. He was sure it was
curtesy of Q. The two beings appeared on board a vessel. One the captain
recognized all too well.
"Q! Are you mad? Get us out of here!" he whispered, ducking behind a
piling which offered quick and convenient cover.
"Relax, Picard. As long as you stay near me, the Borg will take no
notice of you." Q grinned and cut a caper in front of a marching Borg warrior,
barely avoiding a collision.
The human slowly moved from his place of cover and stood next to the
wildly jigging alien.
"Nyah Nyah, Nyah Nyah! Can't even see me!"
The captain shook his head and wearily watched the Borg soldiers.
"Q, a bit of decorum, if you please."
"Killjoy."
"Why are we here?"
"Well, this is part of my little test. You defeated the Borg so handily
in your last confrontation, that it made me think; Do your technological
advances give you an unfair advantage over these emotionally and psycologically
stunted waifs?"
Picard's jaw worked in disbelief as he listened.
"These beings have slaughtered and destoryed countless civilizations
and you try to cast an aura of pity upon them? Q, you are more truly ludicrist
than I had ever imagined."
"No, really!" the alien argued, "That is one of their handi-caps. The
Borg are not original thinkers. They don't invent anything on their own.
Whatever technologies they have, they have acquired over the centuries from the
races they have assimilated. Wouldn't you consider the lack of a creative drive
a handicap in your own people?"
"In my own, yes. But they, made quite a convincing go of their
existence, handicap or not!"
"It's the technology thing. It's an intimate part of them."
"Again, what does any of this have to do with the old Enterprise?"
"They are emotionally inferior to your twenty-fourth century psyches,
and they have an inferior grasp of the twenty-third century technology. I
intend to discover if this is one of the advantages or disadvantages of being
human. Sort of like, a think-on-your-feet problem."
Picard's eyes narrowed.
"How?"
"By pitting them against the Borg."
"You cannot be serious!" the captain exploded, "My ship was nearly
destroyed in each encounter with the Borg. That reprobate you've saddled them
with,and their own inexperience will get them killed. There can be no other
outcome."
Q shook his head.
"Come come Picard, give me some credit. Whatever else I may be, I'm not
a butcher. They have a fair chance. Opportunity will be provided, but they must
make their own way."
"How? How are they supposed to do that? No knowledge of the equipment,
no tactical battle skills, and no knowledge of the Borg. This isn't a test.
It's simply another game for you. An excuse to meddle. Nothing more."
Q shrugged. "Take it as you will, captain. I want you here merely to
observe these people before the test begins. You may offer some interesting
insights into both human and Borg nature."
Coldly the human stared at the Borg, which marched around him. He was
hard pressed to stifle a shudder.
"I offer you nothing."
End of chapter 1! Stay turned for the start of chapter 2!
Write , write, write!
-Lou Hall-
"Screw the Force! I'm getting the hell out of here!" - L. Skywalker
ON THIS REPOST - If anybody has Chap. 1 pt.3, please forward it back to me!
Mine got nuked in an accident!