Subject: [FanFic][Survival Posit] RoboTrek #02
From: Neoculture
Date: 2/4/1996, 8:22 PM
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                                     ROBOTREK:
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                                THE SURVIVAL POSIT
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                          A Robotech/Star Trek cross-over
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                                        by
                                        --
                                   Aubry Thonon
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                                    Episode 02
                                  "The Winding Q"

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[Int. shot, Main Shuttle Bay.  Worf is ushering the last of his team out of
 the Bay when the outer doors open, with the atmospheric field on.  The far
 wall of the Bay begins to glow.  Worf notices the fold engine is between
 the glowing patch on the wall and the Bay's doors and rushes towards the
 tractor-beam controls.  At the same time as he reaches them, the wall
 gives way and a stream of plasma hits the fold engine.  The engine starts
 to glow and beeps in random patterns.  There is a bright flash.  When it
 subsides, Worf and the controls have disappeared.]

[Int. shot, Bridge.]

Data:		Venting complete, closing Main Shuttle Bay doors.

Picard:		Mister Worf, please inspect the engine for possible damage.
		Mister Worf?  Captain to Worf, please acknowledge.

Crewman (VO):	Security Officer Williams here.  I'm afraid there has been
		an accident in Main Shuttle Bay, Captain.  Mister Worf is
		nowhere to be found.

[Int. shot, standard hangar bay.  Worf is lying on the floor next to the
 remains of the tractor-beam controls.  He stirs, there is movement as a
 ring of uniformed women close around him, rifles leveled.]

Magiso:		Hajoca!  Kaba-brekte!

[Opening sequence music.]

Picard (VO):	Space, the final frontier.  These are the voyages of the
		starship Enterprise.  Its on-going mission; to explore
		strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new
		civilisations, to bodly go where no-one has gone before.

[Opening sequence.]

[Ext. shot, Enterprise at rest.]

[Title:  The Winding Q.]

Picard (VO):	Captain's Log, Stardate 47027 point 5.  Lieutenant Worf has
		disappeared from our space-time continuum due to a freak
		accident with a plasma sub-converter.  We have no clues as
		to where, or when, he might re-appear.  If ever.

[Int. shot, Enterprise Main Bridge.  Crew is watching a replay of the Main
 Shuttle Bay incident on main viewer.  Replay concludes with the flash,
 then screen fades.]

Geordi:		Sensor logs indicate a space-time rift occured at the same
		time as the flash.  Not only that, but the artificial
		gravity for that entire section of the saucer registered
		severe fluctuations for a few milliseconds before the
		flash.

Riker:		So now we know the engine still works.

Data:		That is incorrect, commander.  We only know that the engine
		is capable of removing someone from this space-time
		continuum.  We do not know if it does, in fact, transport
		them elsewhere or simply vaporises them.

Geordi:		Cheery thought.

Data:		However, atmospheric analysis of the Shuttle Bay does not
		reveal any trace elements as one might expect when an
		object has been vaporised.  Lieutenant Worf is not on this
		ship, vaporised or otherwise.

Voice:		Bravo, bravo.  But what to do for an encore?

Picard:		Q!

[Flash of light.  Q appears, dressed in a bizarre outfit which seems to be
 part space-suit, part uniform.  He is still clapping.]

Q:		That's one thing I like about you humans - you care so
		much about one another.  It's such a wonderful trait.
		Makes it so easy to manipulate you.

Picard:		Q, are you responsible for all this?

Q:		Mais non, mon capitaine.  For once, I am innocent of all
		blame.  I'm not even allowed to drop in on the continuum
		our gallant Worf was sent to, let alone play around with
		it.

Riker:		Not allowed?  I thought the Q were omnipotent?

Q:		There are things in this universe that you do not
		comprehend, commander.  Things even we must bow to.  You
		would do well to remember that.

Picard:		Well, forbidden or not, we will find a way to retrieve
		Lieutenant Worf and return him to this continuum.

Q:		What?  You mean you would go against my advice?  Oh,
		Jean-Luc, this really hurts.  Really, it does.  But I am
		bored at the moment, as luck would have it, and am quite
		ready to help you in your adventure.

Riker:		We have no need of your interference.

Q:		Oh, but I insist.  After all, what is the point of being
		omnipotent if you can't break the rules every once in a
		while?

[Q disappears in a flash of light.]

Riker:		All hands, r-

[Ext. shot, Enterprise at rest.  There is a bright flash of light and the
 Enterprise disappears.]

[Int. shot, standard hangar bay.  Worf is standing up, still covered by the
 rifles.  The hangar bay is out of proportions with the equipment and
 people - the doors and locks seem made for people 40ft tall.]

Magiso:		Derini, del dielyar devlandaka.  Kabat dessu.

Derini:		Sa, Kalidar Magiso.

[Derini hands her rifle to Commander Magiso and approached Worf bare-
 handed.]

Worf:		I will not die easily.

Derini:		So, you speak the same language as the xuer-le micronians.
		It pleases me that I will understand your screams as you die.

Worf:		It pleases me that you will understand my insults as I kill
		you.

[A murmur of agreement is heard from the others.]

Derini:		Kabayar, Micron!

[Ext. shot, empty space.  A bright flash of light and the Enterprise appears.
 shot moves to reveal a planet.]

Picard:		Report!

Data:		Navigation reports all is in order.

Helm:		Helm responds.

Geordi:		Engineering reports all in the clear.

Riker:		Shields and weapons are available on command.

Data:		Captain, I detect several disturbances resembling the one
		which preceded the engine's appearance in our space-time
		continuum.

Picard:		On screen.

[Main viewer shows a series of disturbances between the Enterprise and the
 planet.  Large, red, clam-like ships appear from the disturbances.]

Picard:		Shields up!

[Ext. shot, Enterprise and several clam-ships.  The clam-ships are opening
 and disgorgeing hundreds of smaller crab-like crafts.  These crafts head
 for the Enterprise and begin firing at it.]

[Int. shot, Main Bridge.]

Picard:		Damage report.

Riker:		Shields holding at 98 percent.

Data:		The smaller ships have begun a globular tactic.  We are
		effectively surrounded.

Picard:		Any transmitions?

Riker:		We began transmiting the moment they appeared.  No
		response.

Picard:		Number One, clear us a path with the phasers.

Riker:		With pleasure.

[Ext. shot, Enterprise firing forward pahsers.  Beam connects with several
 crafts, destroying them, then goes on to vaporise one of the clam-like
 ships.  The smaller crafts respond by diving at the Enterprise.]

[Int. shot, Main Bridge.]

Data:		The smaller crafts are converging on us.  Estimated
		numbers, three hundred and fourty.  Impact in seven
		seconds.

[Bridge shakes.]

Riker:		Shields holding at 87 percent.

Geordi:		I can't shunt more power to the shields until we get that
		sub-converter back on line.

Data:		Second wave approaching.  Estimated numbers, four hundred
		and seventy.  Impact in ten seconds.

Riker:		What sort of people would sacrifice over eight hundred
		ships in a suicide run?

Data:		Enemy crafts are slowing down.

Picard:		Are they breaking off?

Data:		Negative, the enemy crafts are holding on the edge of our
		shields.  We are being physically covered.

[Ext. shot, Enterprise surrounded by crab-like crafts.  They are forming a
 globe around the Enterprise, creating sparks where they come in contact
 with the shields.]

Geordi:		I'm getting feedback into the shield generators.  Now at 75
		percent tolerance.

Picard:		What's wrong?

Geordi:		I don't know.  It's almost as if someone was feeding power
		to the shields from the outside.  If this doesn't stop soon
		the generators' crystals will shatter and won't have any
		shields at all.

Data:		I have located the source of the energy surge.  The
		surrounding crafts are currently feeding power straight
		into the shield.  Energy readings resemble those sensors
		detected when the engine first appeared.  Previous analysis
		confirmed, there is a plant-like component involved.

Riker:		New sensor echoes, bearing 37 mark 12 - comming from the
		planet.

Geordi:		Generators tolerance now at 83 percent.

Data:		These new echoes are ships, captain, but of a radically
		different design than those currently attacking us.

Picard:		It looks like we may have stumbled accross a war.

Riker:		The new ships are firing.  Impact in 4 seconds.

[Ext. shot, Enterprise surrounded by crab-like crafts.  Two massive energy
 beams graze either side of the globe, destroying a large portion of the
 smaller crafts.]

[Int. shot, Enterprise Main Bridge.]

Riker:		Either they're lousy shots or they're on our side.

Data:		The new ships are firing again.

[Ext. shot, Enterprise surrounded by crab-like crafts.  Two massive energy
 beams graze either side of the globe, destroying most of the remaining
 smaller crafts.  The rest break formation and turn towards the newcomers,
 only to be picked off by smaller beams of energy.]

[Int. shot, Enterprise Main Bridge.]

Picard:		Damage report.

Geordi:		We have a fire in Engineering, the aft shield generators
		couldn't take the strain.  It's being put out now.

Riker:		All decks are reporting minor casualties, mostly from
		power-overloads.  No fatalities.

Q:		Of course not.  After all, it wouldn't be fun if you all
		died right at the beginning, would it?

Picard:		Q?  I thought you were not allowed in this continuum?

[Bright flash of light.  Q appears, dressed as before.]

Q:		I received special dispensation.

Picard:		Q, kindly leave this ship.

Q:		And miss the next scene of this wonderful charade, never.
		It wounds me that you would ask this, Jean-Luc.  I always
		took you for a man with savoir-faire.  It does not behoove
		you to turn out a guest.

Riker:		"Guest" implies you were invited.  By whom?

Q:		Now that would be telling.  Now if you'll excuse me...

[Bright flashes of light.  A bag of pop-corn and a chaise longue appear.
 Another flash of light and Q is now lying on the chaise-longue.]

Q:		I believe we are about to witness the next act.


Neoculture              (Crash-Test Dummy On The Information SuperHighway)
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Dans le froid glace de l'Olympe noir | Dans le vide de l'espace infernal -
Les Dieux malins ont en vain         | Fatigue, lasse, vainqueur -
Use de leur puissance, leurs pouvoirs| Ulysse pres d'une Aurore Boreale
Contre Ulysse 31.                    | Rechauffe un peu son coeur.
-------------------------------------+-------- Aubry.Thonon@qed.qld.gov.au