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11th November 2004, 03:19 PM
Greetings my friends!
It's almost been a year and I think it's about time to begin releasing
the next story in the Moon Trek series. I appreciate all the C&C I have
been getting about the first three stories. If you have C&C about this
story, please don't hesitate to email me at funkdafied@douglasavenue.com.
If you haven't read the previous three, you might want to before reading
this one. It's a continuation so it might not make a lot of sense if you
don't. The other stories, plus this story can be found at
http://moontrek.douglasavenue.com/ng.html. I am also trying to start a
fan fic discussion forum at http://www.douglasavenue.com/mtforums/. Feel
free to stop by there and put in your two cents on anything you want!
(Well, not anything ;))
I will try and stick to a weekly release of following chapters.
Of course I will disclaim the following:
Moon Trek contains adult language, situations, sexual content and
violence.
It's not intended for readers under the age of 16.
Ranma 1/2, Sailor Moon and Star Trek are all the property of their
respective copyright holders. All original characters are the property of
me.
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PRELUDE
The Ferengi home world was a damp, swamp like planet with little or
no direct sunlight. It rained more than Seattle during El Nino. There
were alligators, crocodiles, and swamp monsters to beat the farm. Moss
grew on everything, including people if they stood still long enough.
Yes, it was indeed a dismal place to be hanging out.
But for some people it was home.
The Ferengi were one of the few capitalist societies left in this
part of the galaxy. This was one of a few places that people like her
could still be, and do what she loved.
Make money.
Nabiki Tendo sat in her throne like chair behind her desk as she
looked over some of the paper work turned in from the modest trade
business she ran; Tendo Intersystem Commerce Incorporated.
She didn't really care for what she saw in the reports. There were
too many holes and latinum unaccounted for.
She was going to have to get answers.
She gave the PADD the once over one more time, then turned to a
doorway.
"Gor!" She yelled.
A young Ferengi comes running into the room and slides to a stop in
front of Nabiki's desk. His face showed the fear he usually felt when
Nabiki raised her voice.
"Yes Miss Tendo?"
"Who did the Romulus to Ferengi Outpost Six run last week?"
Gor quickly pulls a PADD out of his pocket and checks.
"It appears to have been Nard."
Nabiki nods. "Where is he now?"
"He should be at his house. His next run doesn't start for a few
hours."
Nabiki nods again. "Thank you."
Gor nods and quickly scurries off to the next room, gleeful that
his head was still attached. Nabiki hits some buttons on her computer. An
older Ferengi with a silver sash appears on the screen. He doesn't seem
to be paying any attention to who has just come up on his communications
system.
"This is Liquidator Hort." The Ferengi dryly states without ever
looking up.
"Yes sir, this is Nabiki Tendo."
The liquidator looks up and smiles.
"Miss Tendo. Rather early for my bribe, isn't it?"
Nabiki laughs. "No, not your bribe. But time for you to earn it."
The liquidator completely focuses on the conversation.
Nabiki leans back. "It appears that I have a transport captain that
is skimming profits."
The liquidator grins. "A true Ferengi."
Nabiki chuckles. "Maybe so, but the problem is that he is skimming
MY profits."
Nabiki throws the PADD down on her desk. The liquidator jumps
slightly, then nods.
"I'll take care of it." He states, ending the communication.
Nabiki grins and leans back once more.
"Don't you feel bad about having people killed?" A soft female
voice asks from behind Nabiki.
Nabiki turns and smiles at her.
"Good morning, Kasumi."
Kasumi Tendo nods a greeting at Nabiki. She gives Nabiki a cup of
tea and then takes her own cup around the desk. Kasumi takes a seat
across from her sister.
"To answer your question." Nabiki explains. "I don't ask to have
them killed. What Hort does to rectify the situation is his business, not
mine."
Kasumi sighs as she takes another sip of her tea. She then passes
Nabiki a PADD.
"What's this?" Nabiki asks.
"It's from Akane. She and Ranma finally got married."
Nabiki raises an eyebrow. "Really?"
Kasumi nods and acknowledgement. Nabiki reads the PADD for a bit.
"And she didn't even think of inviting us?" Nabiki cynically asks.
"She says that it was a spur of the moment wedding. They didn't
invite anyone. Just her, Ranma, and another ships Captain over subspace."
Nabiki nods. She reads on.
"It says here that she is going to be our direction at Deep Space
Nine here for a couple of days and she would like to see us."
Kasumi nods another acknowledgement.
"I think it would be nice if we went."
Nabiki nods. "GOR!"
Gor once again quickly scurries into the room.
"Yes ma'am?"
"Do you think you can take care of things around here for a week
while we go to Deep Space Nine?" Nabiki asks.
Gor nods. "Yes ma'am!"
Nabiki nods. "We'll be leaving later today. And know that if I
return and things are even the slightest bit askew, it'll be your big
eared ass."
Gor understands and nods feverishly to make sure she knows that.
Nabiki stands. She motions for Kasumi to follow her. The two girls
walk into Nabiki's room. Nabiki grabs a suitcase and starts to pack.
Kasumi helps by neatly folding up Nabiki's clothes so that they will fit.
"I suppose you are already packed?" Nabiki asks.
Kasumi giggles and nods. "Yeah, I figured you would want to go, but
I was planning on going either way."
Nabiki continues to grab clothes as she talks.
"I haven't seen my baby sister in years. What would make you think
that I wouldn't want to go?"
"I know how you are." Kasumi replies, suspiciously eying a rather
seductive lingerie set that Nabiki had handed her to pack. "Rule of
Acquisition number six; 'Never allow family to stand in the way of
opportunity.'"
Nabiki laughs. "Well there is really no new opportunity at this
time, so it's all good." Nabiki tosses Kasumi one more item before
closing and locking her closet. "Besides, that is their rule, not mine. I
tend to think of family as opportunity."
Kasumi sighs as she loads the final article of clothing into the
suitcase and shuts it.
Nabiki picks it up and carries it as the two ladies walk out and
into the main lobby of Nabiki's business. She looks to Gor.
"We will be at Deep Space Nine if you need me for anything."
Gor nods. "Have a safe trip."
Nabiki nods and walks outside into the rain. Kasumi promptly opens
up an umbrella to protect the pair as the walk out to the launching pad.
"Where is your suitcase?" Nabiki asks.
"Already loaded."
Nabiki chuckles. "So, you were going to take a company ship?"
Kasumi rolls her eyes. "Don't worry; I was going to take a cargo
run as well."
Nabiki laughs. "That's my sister."
The pair continues walking down the wet pathway to the silver cargo
ship sitting on the launch pad. A Ferengi takes Nabiki's suitcase and
runs on board the ship, with Nabiki and Kasumi right behind him.
As the two girls are boarding the ship Nabiki stops.
Kasumi notices her sister and stops as well.
"Something wrong?"
Nabiki just shakes her head.
"Gor is somewhat of an idiot. Do you mind if we make a quick stop
on our way there?"
"No."
Nabiki nods and pulls out a communicator. "Tendo to base."
"Yes ma'am?" Gor replied on the other end.
"We are going to take Vor'Gal's shipment with us. Have it loaded
please."
"Yes ma'am." Gor obediently replied.
Nabiki closed her communicator and looked to her sister.
"Vor'Gal is just a few light years on the delta side of the
Bajorian wormhole. It shouldn't take us but an extra two or three hours."
Kasumi nods and continues into the ship. "I'll make us some tea."
Nabiki nods at her sister as she watches several Ferengi bring out
large silver containers and begin loading them into the large, silver
cargo ship.
"This shit is far too expensive for me not to deliver personally."
Nabiki notes as she begins to walk in after her sister.
In the cargo hold of the ship the Ferengi carefully stack the
containers and lock them down in magnetic fields. On the top of each of
the containers, in both Ferengi and Japanese is a stern warning.
Extremely Explosive.
* * * *
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" A giant mouse yells at Ranma.
Ranma, in casual clothing, is sitting at a table with Akane, Serena,
Lita and Gosnell around the table with him.
Ranma looks at the mouse and grins. The mouse leaves a pizza on the
table and bounders off.
Ranma narrows his eyes and looks at Serena.
"Where are we again?"
Serena, who has already gotten a slice of pizza jammed into her
mouth attempts to reply.
"Mucky Feeze."
Ranma continues to eye Serena as she quickly chews and swallows the
slice. She takes a big gulp of her beverage and attempts to explain
herself again.
"Chuck E. Cheese."
Gosnell stares at the mouse as it attempts to do some sort of jig
to quell a crying baby. Ranma sighs and grabs a piece of pizza for
himself.
"When you said you wanted to take us out for my birthday I assumed
that we were going some where." Ranma attempts to find the words, but
Akane beats him to it.
".More adult."
Serena begins to flail her arms towards one side of the arcade
filled room.
"BUT THEY HAVE SKEE-BALL!"
"What the hell is a skee-ball?" Gosnell asks, still watching the
oversized rodent do his best to entertain several angry four year olds.
Serena pauses for a moment, then begins to explain.
"You take the ball and throw it up a ramp. If you get it in the
center hole you get fifty points, but if you miss you only get ten."
Serena gobbles down another slice and continues.
"Then you get a ticket for every hundred points!"
"Oh go to hell all of you." The mouse grumbles as it walks away,
leaving the children crying. Gosnell's eyes follow the mouse across the
room it takes off its costumed head and throws it on the floor. Several
other children nearby scream bloody murder at the giant mouse head
rolling around next to them.
"So what do you do with the tickets?" Akane asks.
"Well you gather up enough and you can trade them in for cool
things like a comb, or a zigly-straw or even a fake mustache!" Serena
giggles.
"You could use a fake mustache, Ranma." Akane grins.
The table laughs at Ranma. Ranma just groans.
"I thought being picked on when it's your birthday wasn't allowed."
The table giggles some more. Akane leans over and kisses Ranma.
Ranma blushes and smiles.
"Hello, Captain." A female's voice draws Ranma away from his pizza.
Ranma looks up to see an attractive Bajorian woman standing next to
their table. The woman is wearing a red Bajorian military uniform. She
smiles as the light shines off of her ear jewelry.
Ranma smiles at her and stands.
"Colonel Kira." Ranma greets her.
Colonel Kira Nerys, the commanding officer of the joint
Federation/Bajorian outpost Deep Space Nine, returned the smile.
"Happy birthday Captain and welcome to Deep Space Nine. I trust
your stay here has thus far been enjoyable?"
A voice comes over the PA. "The animatronics show will begin in one
minute."
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Serena screams, grabbing a slice of pizza and
darting into the room with the animatronic stage.
"Well, for some of us." Ranma chuckled.
Kira chuckled back and motioned for Ranma to sit back down. She
then had a seat in Ranma's chair.
"I have to say, Captain, I am a little concerned." Kira grinned at
Ranma. "I've heard rumors of the special new task force that you command.
Is something amiss here?"
Ranma shook his head. "No, we don't have any 'official' business in
this area. It's purely a personal trip."
Akane took over. "My sisters live on Frenginor. We are meeting them
here, since our primary assignment is to make sure the Cardassians
remember exactly where the border is."
Ranma eyes Akane. He hoped she was lying. He was under the
impression his days of floating up and down the border running scans was
over with.
Kira nods and stands up. "If there is anything you need while you
are here, let me know."
Ranma stands, nods, and watches as Kira walks out of the restaurant.
Ranma sits back down and starts to work on another slice of pizza.
Gosnell looks to the Captain.
"How old are you again?"
* * * *
Raye creeps around a corner of a building and quickly slinks behind
a pile of rocks. She pulls out a pair of binoculars and scans the top of
a building about 400 meters from her.
"Where the hell is he?" She whispers to herself.
Raye stays behind the rocks and pulls a tricorder from a pocket on
the leg of her jumpsuit.
Raye, dressed in the new Neo Special Operations Team jumpsuit,
looked rather badass.
Raye's hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Her jumpsuit resembled
those of a current day SWAT jumpsuit. All black, with dark red trim.
Attached to her ear was an earpiece communicator/eyepiece. It began in
her ear, curved around the outside of it, ending in front of her right
eye. The eyepiece appeared clear from the outside, but the inside acted
as a mini tricorder, giving her vital information including the name of
the officer communicating with her.
On her collar were sown on black with red trim pips, showing her
rank of commander. Covering her torso was a phase resistant, projectile
resistant flak vest. The vest had several pockets on it for her to carry
vital equipment.
Around her waist was a utility belt. On her right side was a
holster that carried a new, Neo issued phase/projectile weapon. It
resembled a modern day gun more than it did a traditional Federation
phaser.
On the left side of the belt was a holster for her full-sized
tricorder which contained maps and other information too detailed to
store in the mini one attached to her head.
On the back of the belt was a mini med-kit, several flexi-cuffs
(those plastic handcuffs police use in riots), and what appeared to be
some sort of concussion or flash grenade.
Wrapped around her right thigh was another holster. In that was a
more traditional looking Starfleet phaser. With the obvious exception
that it was completely black. On her left thigh was another holster,
except this one held mini-transport enhancers.
And of course she was wearing the traditional military style boots.
Yup. Rather badass indeed.
The name 'Shelton' appeared in her eye.
"Haven't you found me yet?" A mans voice whispers in her ear.
Raye grumbles and checks her tricorder again.
"When I play hide and seek with my nephew he usually finds me." The
voice taunts.
Raye scowls and hits some buttons on the tricorder. It simply beeps
at her in a non-compliant way.
"You'll never find me that way. I'm using a bio-jammer."
Raye raises an eyebrow. "Are you spying on me?" She whispers.
"Spying? Me?" The voice replies.
Raye pulls the grenade off of her belt. She hits some buttons on it.
It chirps and a light starts to flash.
"Jam this." She grins as she throws the grenade into the open area
between the rock and the building. After a couple of seconds the grenade
explodes, sending large plumes of smoke into the air.
Raye takes this opportunity to run. She comes out from behind the
rocks and starts to head to another debris pile closer to the building.
"Is that the best you've got?" The voice taunts.
Phaser fire erupts from one of the windows. The blasts hit about a
half step behind Raye. She reaches the debris pile and slides behind it
as the smoke begins to clear.
Raye sees what she is looking for. A small flashing box sits behind
the debris pile. She picks it up, hits a few buttons, and the box ceases
it's blinking.
She checks the tricorder again. This time it complies and shows her
a biosign on the second floor of the building.
"Parker." She whispers.
"Yes ma'am?" A different male voice replies.
"Second floor, east. Cover fire."
"Aye."
Phaser fire erupts from the rock pile that Raye was once using as
shelter. The person in the building fires back. Raye uses this as a
chance to get through the front door of the building.
Once inside, Raye quickly checks her map. She starts heading
towards the stairwell on the far end of the building. Once she reaches it,
she checks the tricorder again and sees that the biosign has moved to the
west end of the building.
"Stay still, dammit." She grumbles to herself. Checking her map she
notices that there is no stairwell on that end of the building.
She grins as she slowly slinks up the staircase.
Once at the top she drops to the ground and starts to slither her
way around the corner.
"GIVE IT UP!" She yells. "YOU'RE TRAPPED."
"SAYS YOU!" The man from earlier yells back. He quickly darts out
of his hiding space and runs towards the window.
Raye pulls herself to her knees and fires at him.
But, it's too late.
Glass shatters as the man goes through the window.
"PARKER!" Raye yells.
"I see him!" Parker calls back.
Raye hops up and runs to the window to see her partner converge on
the man. He quickly surrenders. Raye laughs.
"I forgot about you." The man says to Parker.
Parker grins and lowers his weapon.
The man, Lt. Commander Anthony Shelton looks up to Raye.
"Well played."
Raye smiles as she attaches her phase-rifle to the back of her vest.
"You should never underestimate the tactical prowess of this girl."
"I will never underestimate you again, Commander." He grins back.
Raye nods.
"Computer end program." Raye orders.
"NO COMMANDER!" Parker screams.
Neither Parker or Shelton can watch as the scene reverts back to
the plain old grid of the holodeck. Neither can watch as the buildings
disappear.
Neither can watch as Raye plummets upon the floor below her
disappearing.
Both flinch though with the distinct thud of Raye hitting the
holodeck floor.
"Goddammit" Raye grumbles.
* * * *
Mina let out a groan as she watched the clock above the main viewer
on the bridge of the USS Sisko. Sitting in the captain's chair she had
the best seat in the house.
It could also be one of the most boring.
She hated being in command when nothing was going on. It was even
worse when they were docked. First, there were only a few people on the
bridge. One lieutenant manned the operations terminal. An ensign manned
the engineering terminal, and another lieutenant manned the tactical
station.
Second, the main viewer scenery sucked. Depending on her preference
she could watch behind the ship. Nothing out there. Looking forward was a
bit more appealing. There she could watch the planet Bajor slowly spin on
its axis. Occasionally you could see the wormhole open as a ship
proceeded through.
Unfortunately there was also a big, brown, Cardassian docking
mooring right down the middle. The mooring, which was locked to one of
the Sisko's forward airlocks really ruined what could be a picturesque
shot.
Mina also had to get used to the new bridge. During the refit for
the Sisko's current purpose, the bridge was replaced. As it used to look
like the old, Next Gen bridge, the new one resembled a bridge you would
see on Voyager.
First off, the captain's chair is no longer elevated above everyone
else. Both the captain's chair and the first officer's chair are next to
each other. There was a retractable display console separating the seats.
Next there was only one station directly in front of her. The helm
station spread across in a slight curve. Mina hated this change most of
all. More buttons for Ryouga to have to deal with means more chances for
him getting them lost.
On her left tucked away in the wall was the engineering station.
Serena now spent most of her on duty time at this station, rather than
main engineering. Right now just one ensign sat there, watching a display.
On her right was the science station, also tucked away neatly in the wall.
Mina's job now was strictly operations, rather than the former
operations/science position she held. Mina still didn't know how she felt
about that. She was a true science geek at heart, but the thrill of being
the operations manager and third in command was a lot of fun.
Directly behind her were the mission operations screens and the
master situation display. Both mission operations screens were blank. The
master situation display screen showed no activity. While docked the ship
was receiving a majority of its power from the station. The warp core was
offline. All weapons and shields were offline. Sensors were offline. The
computer core was put to low power mode.
It was so quiet you could actually hear the air being pushed out
the ventilation systems.
Behind her and to the left was one of the manned stations. The
tactical station. The pretty young female lieutenant manning the station
sat in her chair, looking almost as bored as Mina. Occasionally a panel
chirped letting her know that someone either came on board through the
airlock, or left.
The final station, behind her and to the right was the operations
station. It was the most active station as the man there was required to
monitor power levels, life support, and various other tedious things that
made up the daily life of an operations officer.
Mina let out a sigh and slumped a bit in her chair, her red and
black Starfleet uniform wrinkling slightly from the move. She eyed the
clock for a moment.
Ten more minutes. She thought to herself. Then some other chump can
sit here and do nothing for eight hours.
Mina's communicator chirps.
"Aino."
"Hey are you off work soon?" A familiar male voice on the other end
asked.
"Yeah, ten minutes, why?"
* * * *
Ryouga groaned at the empty bar. Before calling Mina he had cursed
the name of Gosnell for shutting the place down.
All for Ranma's birthday too.
Ranma wasn't that important! At least that was Ryouga's opinion on
it all.
"The lounge is closed down. I wanted to see if you wanted to go
onto the station with me. I've heard some good things about Quark's, a
bar there."
"Sure." Mina replied. "Want me to meet you there?"
Ryouga shifted uncomfortably. "I'd really rather wait for you."
A chuckle comes across Ryouga's communicator. "I guess Deep Space
Nine is a rather big station."
Ryouga nods, not really caring that Mina cannot see. "Meet you at
the airlock in fifteen minutes?"
"Sure." Mina acknowledges. The communication is closed and Ryouga
grins.
"You have girlfriend now?" A squeaky female voice asks.
Ryouga turns to see Shampoo standing in the doorway. Shampoo was
dressed very casually, wearing only a short Chinese dress that really
left little to the imagination.
"Uh, Commander. Hello." Ryouga nervously stutters.
Shampoo walks into the lounge and quickly sizes up Ryouga. She
grins at him. "Care for drink?"
"The lounge is closed." Ryouga notifies her.
Shampoo shrugs and walks around the bar. She quickly picks the lock
on Gosnell's liquor cabinet and pulls out a bottle of Vodka. She then
orders two glasses of orange juice from the replicator.
"Nothing ever really closed." She grins as she pours some of the
vodka into the orange juice.
Shampoo hands one to Ryouga walks back around the bar. She takes a
seat. Ryouga does likewise and sits next to her.
"Everyone finding love except Shampoo." She sighed.
Ryouga takes a sip of his drink and curiously eyes Shampoo.
"Don't you still have a thing for Ranma? I mean, I see you flirting
with him all the time."
Shampoo sighs. "Ranma lost cause. Shampoo only play to mess with
Akane." She sips her drink. "Do you still love Akane?"
Ryouga starts to choke on his drink. Shampoo watches with concern
as Ryouga regains his composure.
"Love?" He stammers. Shampoo knew how he had felt for so many years.
He knew that there was absolutely no point in trying to lie to her.
"I guess I do. But I guess she has made her decision."
Shampoo nods and takes another sip.
"You love Commander Aino?"
Again, Ryouga begins to cough and choke on his drink. He eventually
pulls himself together and shyly looks away from Shampoo.
"I-I wouldn't call it love." Ryouga pauses. "We're just friends. We
like to hang out."
Shampoo nods. "And have sex?"
Ryouga wasn't taking a drink, but his face turned a bright shade of
red.
"What? Who? HUH?" Ryouga stammered. "Who told you that?"
"Shampoo can tell." She grinned. "Shampoo no dummy. I know how
different you two act around each other."
"Different?" Ryouga pondered.
Shampoo slammed the rest of her drink. She stood, patted Ryouga on
the back, and picked up the bottle of Vodka.
"Have fun at Quark's tonight." She giggled as she walked out of the
bar, stealing Gosnell's vodka bottle in the process.
Ryouga finished his drink and stood. He walked to the doorway and
began to head towards the airlock.
"How different?" He asked himself.
Ryouga reached the turbolift and hit the call button. After a
moment the lift opens and he steps inside.
"Airlock." He orders.
"Please be more specific." The computer demands. "The U.S.S. Sisko
has four airlocks."
Ryouga groans. "Do you do this just to annoy me?"
"Unknown query."
Ryouga sighs. "The airlock that is attached to the station."
The computer chirps. "Forward airlock two."
The lift begins to move down towards the location of the airlock.
After a short trip the lift doors open.
Ryouga steps out and walks the short distance to the airlock. After
a couple minutes of waiting Mina walks up and grins at him. Ryouga grins
back.
"Hey." Mina says.
"Hey yourself!" Ryouga grins.
The pair stand at the airlock in silence for a moment. Mina is the
first to break the silence.
"Shall we?"
Ryouga nods and motions for Mina to go in front of him.
"Ladies first." He grins.
Mina laughs and grabs Ryouga's arm.
"No need to disguise your lack of directional prowess as chivalry."
Ryouga blushes as Mina wraps her arm around Ryouga's.
"I won't lose you." She chuckles as the pair walk into the airlock
and onto Deep Space Nine.
* * * *
"The shipment will be here soon, yeah?" A raspy voiced man asks
another man who is simply staring out the window.
Through the window is a purple-green planet the ship the men are on
is orbiting.
The second man looks at his partner and smiles. He walks over to
the captain's chair on the bridge of his ship. The ship is darkly colored,
with very few lights. Most of those are coming off of the bridge displays
and soft lighting in the ceiling.
Both of the men are wearing dark blue military style uniforms. Both
are also armed.
The second man has a seat in his chair. The first has a seat in the
chair next to him and continues to wait for a response.
"Soon." The second man finally states. "According to the bill of
lading the ship is leaving Frenginor now. It should be here in a little
over a day."
"A DAY?" The first loudly asks.
Some of the other men manning stations on the bridge of the ship
look back to see what all the commotion is about. The first man glares at
them. They all resume their own work.
"You worry too much, T'Sol. We have plenty of time."
T'Sol groans. "The sixth fleet will not be out of Sol for long. We
don't have as much time as you'd like to think we do."
The second man chuckles as he scratches the tip of one of his
pointy ears.
"Old friend you haven't changed a bit. You are still as impatient
as the first time I met you."
"Vor'Gal, this isn't the playground and we are not waiting for you
to get off the swing." T'Sol leans into his friend.
"This is a military operation that we are launching. Timing is
critical."
Vor'Gal grins and pats T'Sol on the shoulder.
"WE are not launching anything."
Vor'Gal stands up and walks to an emblem on the wall of the bridge.
"The Vulcan High Command is conducting offensive operations in
Federation space."
Vor'Gal grins as he looks at the Vulcan emblem.
"With the assistance of Ferengi terrorists, of course."
Vor'Gal laughs madly as he walks back over to his seat.
"The days of the human occupation of Vulcan are over with! It's
time to remind them who the superior species is!" Vor'Gal looks to T'Sol.
"Time? My friend, the only ones who are going to have a problem with time
are the Humans."
Vor'Gal stops laughing and begins to watch the star field on the
ships view screen. His expression turns to a very narrow grin.
"Resistance is logical."
A COOL, SEMI PLAGIARIZED STAR TREK TYPE THEME SHOULD BE INSERTED HERE,
THIS TIME ONE WITH WORDS LIKE ON ENTERPRISE! THAT SONG KICKS ARSE!
WELL, IT DID BEFORE THEY CHANGED IT.
IT'S BEEN A LONG ROAD GETTING FROM DENNY'S TO HERE.
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME BUT MY CHICKEN STRIPS ARE FINALLY NEAR.
I CAN TASTE THE CHANGE IN THE TEA RIGHT NOW
GOSNELL'S IN MY WAY
BUT HE'S NOT GOING TO KEEP ME DOWN NO MORE
NO I'M GONNA USE EQUAL
CAUSE I GOT LUNA TO MY RIGHT
GETTING THE EQUAL FOR ME
I'VE LUNA TO HELP ME
I CAN SWEETEN ANYTHING.
Space. Final frontier. Shampoo XO of starship Sisko. Starship mission: to
go where no one go before, to kill Akane Tendo, and to have Ranma all to
Shampoo - HEY THAT'S NOT HOW IT GOES! - WO AI NI!!!
It's almost been a year and I think it's about time to begin releasing
the next story in the Moon Trek series. I appreciate all the C&C I have
been getting about the first three stories. If you have C&C about this
story, please don't hesitate to email me at funkdafied@douglasavenue.com.
If you haven't read the previous three, you might want to before reading
this one. It's a continuation so it might not make a lot of sense if you
don't. The other stories, plus this story can be found at
http://moontrek.douglasavenue.com/ng.html. I am also trying to start a
fan fic discussion forum at http://www.douglasavenue.com/mtforums/. Feel
free to stop by there and put in your two cents on anything you want!
(Well, not anything ;))
I will try and stick to a weekly release of following chapters.
Of course I will disclaim the following:
Moon Trek contains adult language, situations, sexual content and
violence.
It's not intended for readers under the age of 16.
Ranma 1/2, Sailor Moon and Star Trek are all the property of their
respective copyright holders. All original characters are the property of
me.
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PRELUDE
The Ferengi home world was a damp, swamp like planet with little or
no direct sunlight. It rained more than Seattle during El Nino. There
were alligators, crocodiles, and swamp monsters to beat the farm. Moss
grew on everything, including people if they stood still long enough.
Yes, it was indeed a dismal place to be hanging out.
But for some people it was home.
The Ferengi were one of the few capitalist societies left in this
part of the galaxy. This was one of a few places that people like her
could still be, and do what she loved.
Make money.
Nabiki Tendo sat in her throne like chair behind her desk as she
looked over some of the paper work turned in from the modest trade
business she ran; Tendo Intersystem Commerce Incorporated.
She didn't really care for what she saw in the reports. There were
too many holes and latinum unaccounted for.
She was going to have to get answers.
She gave the PADD the once over one more time, then turned to a
doorway.
"Gor!" She yelled.
A young Ferengi comes running into the room and slides to a stop in
front of Nabiki's desk. His face showed the fear he usually felt when
Nabiki raised her voice.
"Yes Miss Tendo?"
"Who did the Romulus to Ferengi Outpost Six run last week?"
Gor quickly pulls a PADD out of his pocket and checks.
"It appears to have been Nard."
Nabiki nods. "Where is he now?"
"He should be at his house. His next run doesn't start for a few
hours."
Nabiki nods again. "Thank you."
Gor nods and quickly scurries off to the next room, gleeful that
his head was still attached. Nabiki hits some buttons on her computer. An
older Ferengi with a silver sash appears on the screen. He doesn't seem
to be paying any attention to who has just come up on his communications
system.
"This is Liquidator Hort." The Ferengi dryly states without ever
looking up.
"Yes sir, this is Nabiki Tendo."
The liquidator looks up and smiles.
"Miss Tendo. Rather early for my bribe, isn't it?"
Nabiki laughs. "No, not your bribe. But time for you to earn it."
The liquidator completely focuses on the conversation.
Nabiki leans back. "It appears that I have a transport captain that
is skimming profits."
The liquidator grins. "A true Ferengi."
Nabiki chuckles. "Maybe so, but the problem is that he is skimming
MY profits."
Nabiki throws the PADD down on her desk. The liquidator jumps
slightly, then nods.
"I'll take care of it." He states, ending the communication.
Nabiki grins and leans back once more.
"Don't you feel bad about having people killed?" A soft female
voice asks from behind Nabiki.
Nabiki turns and smiles at her.
"Good morning, Kasumi."
Kasumi Tendo nods a greeting at Nabiki. She gives Nabiki a cup of
tea and then takes her own cup around the desk. Kasumi takes a seat
across from her sister.
"To answer your question." Nabiki explains. "I don't ask to have
them killed. What Hort does to rectify the situation is his business, not
mine."
Kasumi sighs as she takes another sip of her tea. She then passes
Nabiki a PADD.
"What's this?" Nabiki asks.
"It's from Akane. She and Ranma finally got married."
Nabiki raises an eyebrow. "Really?"
Kasumi nods and acknowledgement. Nabiki reads the PADD for a bit.
"And she didn't even think of inviting us?" Nabiki cynically asks.
"She says that it was a spur of the moment wedding. They didn't
invite anyone. Just her, Ranma, and another ships Captain over subspace."
Nabiki nods. She reads on.
"It says here that she is going to be our direction at Deep Space
Nine here for a couple of days and she would like to see us."
Kasumi nods another acknowledgement.
"I think it would be nice if we went."
Nabiki nods. "GOR!"
Gor once again quickly scurries into the room.
"Yes ma'am?"
"Do you think you can take care of things around here for a week
while we go to Deep Space Nine?" Nabiki asks.
Gor nods. "Yes ma'am!"
Nabiki nods. "We'll be leaving later today. And know that if I
return and things are even the slightest bit askew, it'll be your big
eared ass."
Gor understands and nods feverishly to make sure she knows that.
Nabiki stands. She motions for Kasumi to follow her. The two girls
walk into Nabiki's room. Nabiki grabs a suitcase and starts to pack.
Kasumi helps by neatly folding up Nabiki's clothes so that they will fit.
"I suppose you are already packed?" Nabiki asks.
Kasumi giggles and nods. "Yeah, I figured you would want to go, but
I was planning on going either way."
Nabiki continues to grab clothes as she talks.
"I haven't seen my baby sister in years. What would make you think
that I wouldn't want to go?"
"I know how you are." Kasumi replies, suspiciously eying a rather
seductive lingerie set that Nabiki had handed her to pack. "Rule of
Acquisition number six; 'Never allow family to stand in the way of
opportunity.'"
Nabiki laughs. "Well there is really no new opportunity at this
time, so it's all good." Nabiki tosses Kasumi one more item before
closing and locking her closet. "Besides, that is their rule, not mine. I
tend to think of family as opportunity."
Kasumi sighs as she loads the final article of clothing into the
suitcase and shuts it.
Nabiki picks it up and carries it as the two ladies walk out and
into the main lobby of Nabiki's business. She looks to Gor.
"We will be at Deep Space Nine if you need me for anything."
Gor nods. "Have a safe trip."
Nabiki nods and walks outside into the rain. Kasumi promptly opens
up an umbrella to protect the pair as the walk out to the launching pad.
"Where is your suitcase?" Nabiki asks.
"Already loaded."
Nabiki chuckles. "So, you were going to take a company ship?"
Kasumi rolls her eyes. "Don't worry; I was going to take a cargo
run as well."
Nabiki laughs. "That's my sister."
The pair continues walking down the wet pathway to the silver cargo
ship sitting on the launch pad. A Ferengi takes Nabiki's suitcase and
runs on board the ship, with Nabiki and Kasumi right behind him.
As the two girls are boarding the ship Nabiki stops.
Kasumi notices her sister and stops as well.
"Something wrong?"
Nabiki just shakes her head.
"Gor is somewhat of an idiot. Do you mind if we make a quick stop
on our way there?"
"No."
Nabiki nods and pulls out a communicator. "Tendo to base."
"Yes ma'am?" Gor replied on the other end.
"We are going to take Vor'Gal's shipment with us. Have it loaded
please."
"Yes ma'am." Gor obediently replied.
Nabiki closed her communicator and looked to her sister.
"Vor'Gal is just a few light years on the delta side of the
Bajorian wormhole. It shouldn't take us but an extra two or three hours."
Kasumi nods and continues into the ship. "I'll make us some tea."
Nabiki nods at her sister as she watches several Ferengi bring out
large silver containers and begin loading them into the large, silver
cargo ship.
"This shit is far too expensive for me not to deliver personally."
Nabiki notes as she begins to walk in after her sister.
In the cargo hold of the ship the Ferengi carefully stack the
containers and lock them down in magnetic fields. On the top of each of
the containers, in both Ferengi and Japanese is a stern warning.
Extremely Explosive.
* * * *
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" A giant mouse yells at Ranma.
Ranma, in casual clothing, is sitting at a table with Akane, Serena,
Lita and Gosnell around the table with him.
Ranma looks at the mouse and grins. The mouse leaves a pizza on the
table and bounders off.
Ranma narrows his eyes and looks at Serena.
"Where are we again?"
Serena, who has already gotten a slice of pizza jammed into her
mouth attempts to reply.
"Mucky Feeze."
Ranma continues to eye Serena as she quickly chews and swallows the
slice. She takes a big gulp of her beverage and attempts to explain
herself again.
"Chuck E. Cheese."
Gosnell stares at the mouse as it attempts to do some sort of jig
to quell a crying baby. Ranma sighs and grabs a piece of pizza for
himself.
"When you said you wanted to take us out for my birthday I assumed
that we were going some where." Ranma attempts to find the words, but
Akane beats him to it.
".More adult."
Serena begins to flail her arms towards one side of the arcade
filled room.
"BUT THEY HAVE SKEE-BALL!"
"What the hell is a skee-ball?" Gosnell asks, still watching the
oversized rodent do his best to entertain several angry four year olds.
Serena pauses for a moment, then begins to explain.
"You take the ball and throw it up a ramp. If you get it in the
center hole you get fifty points, but if you miss you only get ten."
Serena gobbles down another slice and continues.
"Then you get a ticket for every hundred points!"
"Oh go to hell all of you." The mouse grumbles as it walks away,
leaving the children crying. Gosnell's eyes follow the mouse across the
room it takes off its costumed head and throws it on the floor. Several
other children nearby scream bloody murder at the giant mouse head
rolling around next to them.
"So what do you do with the tickets?" Akane asks.
"Well you gather up enough and you can trade them in for cool
things like a comb, or a zigly-straw or even a fake mustache!" Serena
giggles.
"You could use a fake mustache, Ranma." Akane grins.
The table laughs at Ranma. Ranma just groans.
"I thought being picked on when it's your birthday wasn't allowed."
The table giggles some more. Akane leans over and kisses Ranma.
Ranma blushes and smiles.
"Hello, Captain." A female's voice draws Ranma away from his pizza.
Ranma looks up to see an attractive Bajorian woman standing next to
their table. The woman is wearing a red Bajorian military uniform. She
smiles as the light shines off of her ear jewelry.
Ranma smiles at her and stands.
"Colonel Kira." Ranma greets her.
Colonel Kira Nerys, the commanding officer of the joint
Federation/Bajorian outpost Deep Space Nine, returned the smile.
"Happy birthday Captain and welcome to Deep Space Nine. I trust
your stay here has thus far been enjoyable?"
A voice comes over the PA. "The animatronics show will begin in one
minute."
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Serena screams, grabbing a slice of pizza and
darting into the room with the animatronic stage.
"Well, for some of us." Ranma chuckled.
Kira chuckled back and motioned for Ranma to sit back down. She
then had a seat in Ranma's chair.
"I have to say, Captain, I am a little concerned." Kira grinned at
Ranma. "I've heard rumors of the special new task force that you command.
Is something amiss here?"
Ranma shook his head. "No, we don't have any 'official' business in
this area. It's purely a personal trip."
Akane took over. "My sisters live on Frenginor. We are meeting them
here, since our primary assignment is to make sure the Cardassians
remember exactly where the border is."
Ranma eyes Akane. He hoped she was lying. He was under the
impression his days of floating up and down the border running scans was
over with.
Kira nods and stands up. "If there is anything you need while you
are here, let me know."
Ranma stands, nods, and watches as Kira walks out of the restaurant.
Ranma sits back down and starts to work on another slice of pizza.
Gosnell looks to the Captain.
"How old are you again?"
* * * *
Raye creeps around a corner of a building and quickly slinks behind
a pile of rocks. She pulls out a pair of binoculars and scans the top of
a building about 400 meters from her.
"Where the hell is he?" She whispers to herself.
Raye stays behind the rocks and pulls a tricorder from a pocket on
the leg of her jumpsuit.
Raye, dressed in the new Neo Special Operations Team jumpsuit,
looked rather badass.
Raye's hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Her jumpsuit resembled
those of a current day SWAT jumpsuit. All black, with dark red trim.
Attached to her ear was an earpiece communicator/eyepiece. It began in
her ear, curved around the outside of it, ending in front of her right
eye. The eyepiece appeared clear from the outside, but the inside acted
as a mini tricorder, giving her vital information including the name of
the officer communicating with her.
On her collar were sown on black with red trim pips, showing her
rank of commander. Covering her torso was a phase resistant, projectile
resistant flak vest. The vest had several pockets on it for her to carry
vital equipment.
Around her waist was a utility belt. On her right side was a
holster that carried a new, Neo issued phase/projectile weapon. It
resembled a modern day gun more than it did a traditional Federation
phaser.
On the left side of the belt was a holster for her full-sized
tricorder which contained maps and other information too detailed to
store in the mini one attached to her head.
On the back of the belt was a mini med-kit, several flexi-cuffs
(those plastic handcuffs police use in riots), and what appeared to be
some sort of concussion or flash grenade.
Wrapped around her right thigh was another holster. In that was a
more traditional looking Starfleet phaser. With the obvious exception
that it was completely black. On her left thigh was another holster,
except this one held mini-transport enhancers.
And of course she was wearing the traditional military style boots.
Yup. Rather badass indeed.
The name 'Shelton' appeared in her eye.
"Haven't you found me yet?" A mans voice whispers in her ear.
Raye grumbles and checks her tricorder again.
"When I play hide and seek with my nephew he usually finds me." The
voice taunts.
Raye scowls and hits some buttons on the tricorder. It simply beeps
at her in a non-compliant way.
"You'll never find me that way. I'm using a bio-jammer."
Raye raises an eyebrow. "Are you spying on me?" She whispers.
"Spying? Me?" The voice replies.
Raye pulls the grenade off of her belt. She hits some buttons on it.
It chirps and a light starts to flash.
"Jam this." She grins as she throws the grenade into the open area
between the rock and the building. After a couple of seconds the grenade
explodes, sending large plumes of smoke into the air.
Raye takes this opportunity to run. She comes out from behind the
rocks and starts to head to another debris pile closer to the building.
"Is that the best you've got?" The voice taunts.
Phaser fire erupts from one of the windows. The blasts hit about a
half step behind Raye. She reaches the debris pile and slides behind it
as the smoke begins to clear.
Raye sees what she is looking for. A small flashing box sits behind
the debris pile. She picks it up, hits a few buttons, and the box ceases
it's blinking.
She checks the tricorder again. This time it complies and shows her
a biosign on the second floor of the building.
"Parker." She whispers.
"Yes ma'am?" A different male voice replies.
"Second floor, east. Cover fire."
"Aye."
Phaser fire erupts from the rock pile that Raye was once using as
shelter. The person in the building fires back. Raye uses this as a
chance to get through the front door of the building.
Once inside, Raye quickly checks her map. She starts heading
towards the stairwell on the far end of the building. Once she reaches it,
she checks the tricorder again and sees that the biosign has moved to the
west end of the building.
"Stay still, dammit." She grumbles to herself. Checking her map she
notices that there is no stairwell on that end of the building.
She grins as she slowly slinks up the staircase.
Once at the top she drops to the ground and starts to slither her
way around the corner.
"GIVE IT UP!" She yells. "YOU'RE TRAPPED."
"SAYS YOU!" The man from earlier yells back. He quickly darts out
of his hiding space and runs towards the window.
Raye pulls herself to her knees and fires at him.
But, it's too late.
Glass shatters as the man goes through the window.
"PARKER!" Raye yells.
"I see him!" Parker calls back.
Raye hops up and runs to the window to see her partner converge on
the man. He quickly surrenders. Raye laughs.
"I forgot about you." The man says to Parker.
Parker grins and lowers his weapon.
The man, Lt. Commander Anthony Shelton looks up to Raye.
"Well played."
Raye smiles as she attaches her phase-rifle to the back of her vest.
"You should never underestimate the tactical prowess of this girl."
"I will never underestimate you again, Commander." He grins back.
Raye nods.
"Computer end program." Raye orders.
"NO COMMANDER!" Parker screams.
Neither Parker or Shelton can watch as the scene reverts back to
the plain old grid of the holodeck. Neither can watch as the buildings
disappear.
Neither can watch as Raye plummets upon the floor below her
disappearing.
Both flinch though with the distinct thud of Raye hitting the
holodeck floor.
"Goddammit" Raye grumbles.
* * * *
Mina let out a groan as she watched the clock above the main viewer
on the bridge of the USS Sisko. Sitting in the captain's chair she had
the best seat in the house.
It could also be one of the most boring.
She hated being in command when nothing was going on. It was even
worse when they were docked. First, there were only a few people on the
bridge. One lieutenant manned the operations terminal. An ensign manned
the engineering terminal, and another lieutenant manned the tactical
station.
Second, the main viewer scenery sucked. Depending on her preference
she could watch behind the ship. Nothing out there. Looking forward was a
bit more appealing. There she could watch the planet Bajor slowly spin on
its axis. Occasionally you could see the wormhole open as a ship
proceeded through.
Unfortunately there was also a big, brown, Cardassian docking
mooring right down the middle. The mooring, which was locked to one of
the Sisko's forward airlocks really ruined what could be a picturesque
shot.
Mina also had to get used to the new bridge. During the refit for
the Sisko's current purpose, the bridge was replaced. As it used to look
like the old, Next Gen bridge, the new one resembled a bridge you would
see on Voyager.
First off, the captain's chair is no longer elevated above everyone
else. Both the captain's chair and the first officer's chair are next to
each other. There was a retractable display console separating the seats.
Next there was only one station directly in front of her. The helm
station spread across in a slight curve. Mina hated this change most of
all. More buttons for Ryouga to have to deal with means more chances for
him getting them lost.
On her left tucked away in the wall was the engineering station.
Serena now spent most of her on duty time at this station, rather than
main engineering. Right now just one ensign sat there, watching a display.
On her right was the science station, also tucked away neatly in the wall.
Mina's job now was strictly operations, rather than the former
operations/science position she held. Mina still didn't know how she felt
about that. She was a true science geek at heart, but the thrill of being
the operations manager and third in command was a lot of fun.
Directly behind her were the mission operations screens and the
master situation display. Both mission operations screens were blank. The
master situation display screen showed no activity. While docked the ship
was receiving a majority of its power from the station. The warp core was
offline. All weapons and shields were offline. Sensors were offline. The
computer core was put to low power mode.
It was so quiet you could actually hear the air being pushed out
the ventilation systems.
Behind her and to the left was one of the manned stations. The
tactical station. The pretty young female lieutenant manning the station
sat in her chair, looking almost as bored as Mina. Occasionally a panel
chirped letting her know that someone either came on board through the
airlock, or left.
The final station, behind her and to the right was the operations
station. It was the most active station as the man there was required to
monitor power levels, life support, and various other tedious things that
made up the daily life of an operations officer.
Mina let out a sigh and slumped a bit in her chair, her red and
black Starfleet uniform wrinkling slightly from the move. She eyed the
clock for a moment.
Ten more minutes. She thought to herself. Then some other chump can
sit here and do nothing for eight hours.
Mina's communicator chirps.
"Aino."
"Hey are you off work soon?" A familiar male voice on the other end
asked.
"Yeah, ten minutes, why?"
* * * *
Ryouga groaned at the empty bar. Before calling Mina he had cursed
the name of Gosnell for shutting the place down.
All for Ranma's birthday too.
Ranma wasn't that important! At least that was Ryouga's opinion on
it all.
"The lounge is closed down. I wanted to see if you wanted to go
onto the station with me. I've heard some good things about Quark's, a
bar there."
"Sure." Mina replied. "Want me to meet you there?"
Ryouga shifted uncomfortably. "I'd really rather wait for you."
A chuckle comes across Ryouga's communicator. "I guess Deep Space
Nine is a rather big station."
Ryouga nods, not really caring that Mina cannot see. "Meet you at
the airlock in fifteen minutes?"
"Sure." Mina acknowledges. The communication is closed and Ryouga
grins.
"You have girlfriend now?" A squeaky female voice asks.
Ryouga turns to see Shampoo standing in the doorway. Shampoo was
dressed very casually, wearing only a short Chinese dress that really
left little to the imagination.
"Uh, Commander. Hello." Ryouga nervously stutters.
Shampoo walks into the lounge and quickly sizes up Ryouga. She
grins at him. "Care for drink?"
"The lounge is closed." Ryouga notifies her.
Shampoo shrugs and walks around the bar. She quickly picks the lock
on Gosnell's liquor cabinet and pulls out a bottle of Vodka. She then
orders two glasses of orange juice from the replicator.
"Nothing ever really closed." She grins as she pours some of the
vodka into the orange juice.
Shampoo hands one to Ryouga walks back around the bar. She takes a
seat. Ryouga does likewise and sits next to her.
"Everyone finding love except Shampoo." She sighed.
Ryouga takes a sip of his drink and curiously eyes Shampoo.
"Don't you still have a thing for Ranma? I mean, I see you flirting
with him all the time."
Shampoo sighs. "Ranma lost cause. Shampoo only play to mess with
Akane." She sips her drink. "Do you still love Akane?"
Ryouga starts to choke on his drink. Shampoo watches with concern
as Ryouga regains his composure.
"Love?" He stammers. Shampoo knew how he had felt for so many years.
He knew that there was absolutely no point in trying to lie to her.
"I guess I do. But I guess she has made her decision."
Shampoo nods and takes another sip.
"You love Commander Aino?"
Again, Ryouga begins to cough and choke on his drink. He eventually
pulls himself together and shyly looks away from Shampoo.
"I-I wouldn't call it love." Ryouga pauses. "We're just friends. We
like to hang out."
Shampoo nods. "And have sex?"
Ryouga wasn't taking a drink, but his face turned a bright shade of
red.
"What? Who? HUH?" Ryouga stammered. "Who told you that?"
"Shampoo can tell." She grinned. "Shampoo no dummy. I know how
different you two act around each other."
"Different?" Ryouga pondered.
Shampoo slammed the rest of her drink. She stood, patted Ryouga on
the back, and picked up the bottle of Vodka.
"Have fun at Quark's tonight." She giggled as she walked out of the
bar, stealing Gosnell's vodka bottle in the process.
Ryouga finished his drink and stood. He walked to the doorway and
began to head towards the airlock.
"How different?" He asked himself.
Ryouga reached the turbolift and hit the call button. After a
moment the lift opens and he steps inside.
"Airlock." He orders.
"Please be more specific." The computer demands. "The U.S.S. Sisko
has four airlocks."
Ryouga groans. "Do you do this just to annoy me?"
"Unknown query."
Ryouga sighs. "The airlock that is attached to the station."
The computer chirps. "Forward airlock two."
The lift begins to move down towards the location of the airlock.
After a short trip the lift doors open.
Ryouga steps out and walks the short distance to the airlock. After
a couple minutes of waiting Mina walks up and grins at him. Ryouga grins
back.
"Hey." Mina says.
"Hey yourself!" Ryouga grins.
The pair stand at the airlock in silence for a moment. Mina is the
first to break the silence.
"Shall we?"
Ryouga nods and motions for Mina to go in front of him.
"Ladies first." He grins.
Mina laughs and grabs Ryouga's arm.
"No need to disguise your lack of directional prowess as chivalry."
Ryouga blushes as Mina wraps her arm around Ryouga's.
"I won't lose you." She chuckles as the pair walk into the airlock
and onto Deep Space Nine.
* * * *
"The shipment will be here soon, yeah?" A raspy voiced man asks
another man who is simply staring out the window.
Through the window is a purple-green planet the ship the men are on
is orbiting.
The second man looks at his partner and smiles. He walks over to
the captain's chair on the bridge of his ship. The ship is darkly colored,
with very few lights. Most of those are coming off of the bridge displays
and soft lighting in the ceiling.
Both of the men are wearing dark blue military style uniforms. Both
are also armed.
The second man has a seat in his chair. The first has a seat in the
chair next to him and continues to wait for a response.
"Soon." The second man finally states. "According to the bill of
lading the ship is leaving Frenginor now. It should be here in a little
over a day."
"A DAY?" The first loudly asks.
Some of the other men manning stations on the bridge of the ship
look back to see what all the commotion is about. The first man glares at
them. They all resume their own work.
"You worry too much, T'Sol. We have plenty of time."
T'Sol groans. "The sixth fleet will not be out of Sol for long. We
don't have as much time as you'd like to think we do."
The second man chuckles as he scratches the tip of one of his
pointy ears.
"Old friend you haven't changed a bit. You are still as impatient
as the first time I met you."
"Vor'Gal, this isn't the playground and we are not waiting for you
to get off the swing." T'Sol leans into his friend.
"This is a military operation that we are launching. Timing is
critical."
Vor'Gal grins and pats T'Sol on the shoulder.
"WE are not launching anything."
Vor'Gal stands up and walks to an emblem on the wall of the bridge.
"The Vulcan High Command is conducting offensive operations in
Federation space."
Vor'Gal grins as he looks at the Vulcan emblem.
"With the assistance of Ferengi terrorists, of course."
Vor'Gal laughs madly as he walks back over to his seat.
"The days of the human occupation of Vulcan are over with! It's
time to remind them who the superior species is!" Vor'Gal looks to T'Sol.
"Time? My friend, the only ones who are going to have a problem with time
are the Humans."
Vor'Gal stops laughing and begins to watch the star field on the
ships view screen. His expression turns to a very narrow grin.
"Resistance is logical."
A COOL, SEMI PLAGIARIZED STAR TREK TYPE THEME SHOULD BE INSERTED HERE,
THIS TIME ONE WITH WORDS LIKE ON ENTERPRISE! THAT SONG KICKS ARSE!
WELL, IT DID BEFORE THEY CHANGED IT.
IT'S BEEN A LONG ROAD GETTING FROM DENNY'S TO HERE.
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME BUT MY CHICKEN STRIPS ARE FINALLY NEAR.
I CAN TASTE THE CHANGE IN THE TEA RIGHT NOW
GOSNELL'S IN MY WAY
BUT HE'S NOT GOING TO KEEP ME DOWN NO MORE
NO I'M GONNA USE EQUAL
CAUSE I GOT LUNA TO MY RIGHT
GETTING THE EQUAL FOR ME
I'VE LUNA TO HELP ME
I CAN SWEETEN ANYTHING.
Space. Final frontier. Shampoo XO of starship Sisko. Starship mission: to
go where no one go before, to kill Akane Tendo, and to have Ranma all to
Shampoo - HEY THAT'S NOT HOW IT GOES! - WO AI NI!!!