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Star Trek:DS9 - Operation Trojan Horse. [3/4]
Ambassador 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.
Garak stared in dismay at the bright green plasma venting twenty
feet above them in the Jeffries Tube. Beside him, Bashir ran an ever
present Tricorder over Rom and Kalis' burned and bruised bodies.
"Severe Plasma Burns, a couple of broken bones," muttered The
Doctor,"No internal bleeding, thank goodness, but I need to get them to
Sickbay."
"Can you get them there alone?" asked Garak, staring at the
venting plasma,"Because in twenty minutes or so I can shut down those
vents and get up to Ops."
"I don't know what I was thinking," muttered Bashir,"I'm a Doctor,
I should be in Sickbay, and the Ops Crew can get things working without
me.... or you."
"Very well," muttered Garak,"Let's fashion some stretchers and
get these two to Sickbay."
As they began casting about for materials to use, using the meager
light from Bashir's tricorder and the overhead plasma vents to find their
way about, Garak smiled.
"From tailor to nurse, I'm not sure which is worse!"
"I'm not getting any response at all!" snapped Commander Vli,
smacking the console angrily,"Power Levels are too low!"
"I don't want to hear that!" snapped Captain Sisko,"I want power
back and I want it NOW! Understand!"
"Yes sir!" cried The Ops Crew and redoubled their efforts, using
every trick they knew to get power back to The Station.
And all the time that they worked, Sisko's thoughts whirled from
one paranoid thought to another.
- Was this a Dominion Attack? -
- Had The Cardassian's tried yet another invasion? -
- Why wasn't The Enterprise helping them? -
- What was happening to his crew even now? -
That last thought rankled him the most, the rape of Kira and Dax
during the last Cardassian Invasion had really hit him hard and the
thought that such could be happening again while he was powerless to
prevent it was driving him mad.
On board The Enterprise Bridge, Acting Captain Peter Quincey
Taggart watched the darkened Station with interest.
As a young Lieutenant, he was rather over-awed with 'Having The
Helm' as it were, even if the Ship was just sitting in place over DS9, and
just sitting there looking at the most strategically important Space
Station in The Alpha Quadrant just sitting there darkly was driving him
mad.
"Relax, Lieutenant," murmured Starfleet Security Officer James
Victor,"It wasn't part of the plan, but Valdez loves to improvise, it's
all under control."
It had all gone out of control.
Valdez couldn't believe the situation she'd found herself in,
joined with mad Maqui Freedom Fighters who had captured Voyager and
were attempting to shut down The Wormhole to end a Dominion Invasion.
"One of Bajor's major cities," Harry Kim was replying to
a question Valdez had missed,"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, trying to take control
once again, trying to reset the priorities to get them out of this damn
program without letting Moriarty know it was just that, a
Holo-Program,"But that's not our problem, we have to destroy the
Wormhole."
Valdez's main concern, of course, was to return 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 who has 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!"
Valdez suppressed a groan of dismay and tried to fight the urge
to just blast the most unique life-form in The Universe into oblivion.
Ul-Mar gulped as No'Kase led them down the darkened corridor.
They were now in a part of the Habitat Ring which had no Security
Presence from Valdez's unit, he was all alone with this mad Cardassian.
"There she is!" gasped No'Kase excitedly, spotting Kira's naked
body beneath a pool of light from one of the few remaining wall lights still
operating,"Finally I am going to fuck that bitch raw!"
"Okay! That's IT!" snapped Ul-Mar and brought his hands down
hard in an overhead arc, fingers wrapped together in one large fist.
And hit nothing.
No'Kase let out another short bark of laughter, having dodged to
the side the moment the Surgically Altered Human had warned him with his
loud roar.
"Fucking amateurs," he snorted with contempt, and smashed the
butt of the phaser down hard into the back of Ul-Mar's neck as he stumbled
forward.
With a groan, Ul-Mar collapsed onto the floor.
"And now!" chuckled The Cardassian, rubbing his hands together
with a grin,"Kira."
"Sir!" muttered Vli, his eyes lighting up,"If we re-route all
reserve power into a single generator and use that power to re-start the
other generators.... we might just get full power back!"
Sisko sat in the darkness, a barely visible silhouette in the
dull glow of the monitors,"Vli, are you suggesting that we.... jumpstart...
DS9."
"Uhhhh, sir?"
"Forget it," murmured Sisko with a smile,"Vli, this is an all or
nothing gambit, if it doesn't work we have no power."
"And if it does, sir, we have full power back."
Sisko grinned.
"Vli, has anyone ever told you you've got the stuff to be a great
Engineer?"
No'Kase settled down next to Kira, cupping the back of her head
and lifting her up. She moaned and her head rolled back slightly, eyes
fluttering slightly. He gripped one large, plump breast in his hand
and squeezed it gently.
"Kira, Kira," he whispered,"Open your eyes, see the surprise!"
She groaned and opened her eyes.
"Vli?" asked Sisko.
"Ready to try it now, sir," responded Vli.
"Then don't keep us in the dark, Mr. Vli," quipped Sisko,"Turn
the lights back on."
With a silent prayer, Vli pushed the button and began re-routing
power.
In Sickbay, Bashir raised his head in surprise as the lights
flickered, faded, turned off entirely and then suddenly flicked back on
at full strength.
"What the hell?" he muttered.
"Ops," chuckled Garak, wrapping a bandage around the leg of a
sore but now unburnt Rom,"You're not the only miracle worker on
this Station it seems."
"Kira?" asked No'Kase as the lights flicked fully on,"Are you
awake?"
She opened her eyes fully and stared in surprise at No'Kase, then
dropped her gaze down to her breasts, one of which was still firmly held
in No'Kase's hand.
"Oh No'Kase!" she gasped,"It's you, I've always wanted you!"
"Huh?" he gasped.
"Kiss me!" she moaned, and lent her head back, closing her eyes
and opening her lips,"Kiss me!"
"Oh Kira!" moaned No'Kase, months and months of pent up sexual
need exploding within him,"YES!"
He leaned forward and kissed her.
Kira sighed as the lights turned back on.
"About time!" she muttered, scooping up her comm-badge and tapping
it,"Kira to Ops, what the hell was that?"
"That's what I would like to know," came back Sisko's
deep voice,"I think maybe our friends from Starfleet Security have some
explaining to do."
No'Kase's eyes widened as he felt Kira's mouth shift, twist and
change, her nose losing it's ridges and her forehead becoming
more pronounced.
He pulled his mouth back with a shock, his hand releasing the
still firm, large breast.
"Was it good for you?" asked Odo.
"ARRRGH!" screamed No'Kase, stumbling backwards.
Odo's arm lashed out, extending to an incredible length at a
huge velocity, smashing into No'Kase's chest and slamming him back into
the wall of the corridor.
Standing up, regaining his familiar form, height and clothing,
Odo pulled the shocked Cardassian forward against him and slammed the
side of his other hand firmly into his neck, knocking him unconscious
to the ground.
"Because that was good for me!"
[Power levels have returned to normal,] the Computers voice
murmured, causing a wide grin to split Ambassador 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.
Standing in the corridor leading into The Holo-Suite's, Quark
shook his head in surprise.
"Now that's something you don't see every day," The Ferengi
muttered.
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.
Standing over No'Kase's body, Odo heard the call from Valdez
coming through the hidden comm-badge woven into the surgically altered
human's clothing.
"Hmmmph!" snorted Odo, picking up the unconscious Cardassian
and the unconscious 'Denebian' easily in his hands,"Valdez has some
serious explaining to do!"
"A TEST!" growled Sisko angrily, standing in Ambassador Marvek's
quarters with Valdez, Picard and Odo.
"A necessary one," replied Valdez,"We are in covert war with
The Dominion, we can't afford to take any risks."
"Well you took one hell of a risk with this bungled operation!"
snapped Sisko angrily,"You put the lives of MY crew, the habitats of THIS
Station and the people of Bajor at risk to test a theory!?!"
"We did not foresee the power-cut...." started Valdez lamely,"We
were simply going to lower internal sensors and see if Odo used the
false information our 'Denebian' friend fed him to contact The Dominion."
"I don't agree with this either," muttered Picard,"It was a
serious breach of protocols and Starfleet Regulations.... the ends can't
justify the means, history has taught us that at least and our little
encounter with Moriarty must have at least taught us that people can evolve
and change beyond our expectations."
"Forget it, Captain... Captains," muttered Odo,"It was a dangerous
operation, and we nearly lost No'Kase because of it, but in the end
nobody was harmed....."
"I think Rom and Kalis might have something to say about that!"
snapped Sisko.
"No permanent damage, anyway," responded Odo,"And Valdez at least
exposed the vulnerability of the Station. They may have used Federation
Security Over-rides to do it, but we can't put it past The Dominion to
try the same."
"Despite this, I will be laying a complaint against you, Officer
Valdez," Picard growled,"You and this entire operation were totally
uncalled for in my mind."
"Lay a complaint against what?" asked Valdez with a slight smile,
picking up the computer with the now dead Marvek's personal files and
the Federation Database stored on it. She walked to the door, stopped and
turned to face them,"Me and my crew don't exist, we were never here and
none of this ever happened. DS9 experienced a temporary power fault
due to a malfunction in a Plasma Conduit, stressing the need to upgrade
the Stations systems, as is being done next week."
She walked through the doors, which closed behind her, taking
her out of their lives, hopefully forever.
"That was.... distasteful," grimaced Sisko.
"Starfleet Security have never been the most people-friendly,"
replied Picard gravely.
"Welcome to war, gentlemen," said Odo with what might have been
a grin,"This is the bit they don't write about in the history books."
The End.
Thanks for reading, and as always folks, feedback would be GREATLY
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reason I've tried to keep things set firmly in the past, which I'm more
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04 : http://www.GreyArchive.com (The Grey Archive, very popular, well
put together site with several of my stories).
05 : http://fanfiction.majorhost.com/index.html - Rogues Erotica,
constantly updating site with something for everyone.
06 : http://members.tripod.com/~sneal_ The X-Men Erotica Archive -
features My Marvel Comics series.
07 : http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/2506/foepage/ JamF's
FOEpage, features the GenX parts of my Marvel : Herald Of
Armageddon story and X-Files : Grandmaster, with images included.
08 : http://ss3.sexshare.com/~milkbomb/ - Dedicated to the perversion
of your favorite videogame, comic book and anime characters since
1/1/2000.
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