6th January 2021 Writing

Jan 07, 2021 12:19

6th

Excerpt from: A New Generation - Farpoint
“Possibility. A kind of Human behaviour I was not designed to emulate.”

As much as Data didn’t intend to be funny, Troi found herself close to laughter.

“It means to ‘to spy, to sneak’ …” Picard began.

Data interrupted, with a tone of delight. “Ah! To seek covertly, to go stealthily, to slink, slither…”

“Exactly, yes…” the Captain interrupted as the Android continued rattling off definitions.

Suddenly, a powerful presence made itself known to her. “Captain! I’m sensing a powerful mind!”

The Red Alert klaxon then went off. “Something is strange on the detector circuits,” Worf said from the Operations Console.

All through Enterprise, the crew raced to deal with the sudden crisis. Such an incident wasn’t completely unexpected, but the route was far from the Federation’s enemies; far from Romulan, Cardassian, Talarian, Tzenkethi or Kzinti space. There was speculation among some that it was a Ferengi vessel, but the reality was something completely different. Some kind of barrier had materialised in the starship’s path. Many elements of programs in the computer network were surprised along with the crew.

Captain Picard took in the information flooding into the Bridge. “Go to Condition Yellow, and shut off that damned noise!”

“Shields and deflector’s up, sir,” Worf said.

“Reverse power, full stop.”

Enterprise came to a stop rather close to the phenomenon.

Suddenly there was a flash of light on the bridge and a man dressed in clothes from an era in Earth’s past appeared. He took a moment to prevent the entrance of a security team into the bridge by causing to appear a miniature version of the phenomenon in front of the ship across the turbolift door before saying “You are notified that your kind has infiltrated the galaxy too far already. You are directed to return to your own solar system immediately.”

Picard wasn’t completely surprised. Many Starfleet vessels had encountered beings claiming to be all powerful over the previous two centuries. “That’s quite a directive. Would you mind identifying what you are?”

“We call ourselves the Q. Or you may call me that; it’s all the same thing,” the being said. He indicated himself. “And I have presented myself to you as a fellow ship captain so that you will better understand me. Go back from where you…”

The being turned as Ensign Torres attempted to stun him with a phaser, letting out a blast that caused him to fall to the floor. The temperature on the Bridge had dropped, both figuratively and literally. “Data call medics!”

Troi leaned next to him “He’s frozen. Can you feel the cold?”

The Captain picked up the dropped phaser and showed it to ‘Q’. “He would not have injured you! Do you understand this; the stun setting.”

“Knowing humans as thou dost, Captain, wouldst thou be captured helpless by them? Now go back or thou shalt certainly die.”

After Torres was rushed to sickbay, Picard quickly grew tired of Q’s pompous attitude as he continued to list examples of human failings through history. He was certainly self-righteous. Maybe he could get him to leave that way.

Words: 515

Excerpt from: The Impossible Boy - Hide
“Break out side arms. Restrain them!” someone else said,

“Four ten. Four twenty. Turbines still not responding!”

“They've got to,” Zhukov said.

The Doctor took out the sonic screwdriver. “Ah! Sideways momentum.”

Words: 32

Excerpt from: The Engineer and the Time Lady
“Can you explain that?” Aialah asked.

“Alpha got out of the command chair and came over. “The ship has two faster than light drives. The Warp Drive and the Slipstream Drive,” she said. “The Slipstream is faster than Warp, but it is more unreliable and depends upon a resource that is rarer than the resources the Warp Drive depends upon.”

Words: 50

Excerpt from: Reverse Map Game 2019
New Burgundy
Ground is broken on the railway from New Amsterdam to Willemstadt.

Words: 13

Total: 620

january writing, eleventh doctor, data, alternate history, doctor who, the next generation, deanna troi, fan fiction, worf, star trek, jean-luc picard, cold war, encounter at farpoint, q

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