Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY SECTION ONE OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER": ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Doug Vermes "Stars and Blights Forever" Millions of individual stars twinkled in the vast emptiness of space. Each with its own message. Peace and tranquility was ubiquitous here. Suddenly a massive object soared through the blackness of space at tremendous speed. The peace was disturbed by a starship. The starship had just a few words printed on it: U.S.S. Enterprise. NCC 1701-D. "Ensign Crusher, what is out ETA?" This question was spoken by a middle-aged man of about average height. What little remained of the man's hair was already gray. Nevertheless, he had an air of superiority about him. The fact that he posed the question as an order signified that he was in charge. His outfit was essentially the same as everyone else's: one-piece, with a standard-issue Starfleet communicator attached to one side. On his right lapel were his rank markers; four solid markers. Four solid markers, according to Starfleet regulations, signified the Captain of a starship. He was standing in a saucer-shaped room, accompanied by many other similarly attired officers. However, none of the others had more than three rank markers. At the front of the room, taking up nearly the whole wall, was the viewscreen. It currently showed the vast field of space through which they were travelling. Ensign Crusher, a lad of no more than eighteen, turned to the Captain. "Estimated Time of Arrival is approximately twelve hours from now, Captain." the Ensign said. "Good. I will be in my quarters if you need me. Number One, you have the bridge." The Captain stood up and walked a few paces away. A man with a beard, a Commander by the three solid rank markers he wore, presumably 'Number One,' replaced the Captain's position. The Captain walked off the bridge into the Turbolift. Many lights were flickering rapidly, and warning buzzers were going off in the control room of another spaceship. A short man, middle-aged, wearing brown and black checkered trousers, a short scarf, an eccentric tie, and a brown sports jacket had a very concerned look on his face. He was not alone, though. In the same room, whose walls had a unique depressed circular pattern, was a younger girl with blonde hair. She wore a red shirt, and a black jacket which had 'Ace' emblazoned across the back. "Professor!" she called. The man ignored her. "Doctor! What's happening?" she called. "I don't know, Ace! We're being pulled off course!" The man, known as the Doctor, spoke with a Scottish accent. Suddenly, as if hit by an inspiration, the Doctor struck the control console with the edge of his fist forcefully. Suddenly all the buzzers and lights stopped. The central column started rising and falling. "You see, Ace, there's no need to worry!" The Doctor gave Ace a childish grin. "Professor, you sure know how to fly this thing!" "Oh, it's not my fault! I've been meaning to rep..." The Doctor's voice trailed off as he glanced back at the central column, which was slowing down. "...That's odd. We appear to be landing." "You were saying?" Ace asked mischeviously. The Doctor flashed her an intolerant look and then he began to flip switches and read various screens on the console. The central column slowed almost to the point of a complete stop. The Captain was sitting in his room, reading Shakespeare, when the communications unit buzzed in. "Captain Picard, we're approaching our destination." the voice of 'Number One' said. Picard took off his reading glasses and walked out of his room, en route to the bridge. On the bridge, the doors to Turbolift Two slid open. Captain Picard walked onto the bridge and resumed his seat. The viewscreen showed a blue planet. He turned to 'Number One.' "Commander Riker, reports?" Picard asked. "Nothing unusual to report." Riker responded routinely. Suddenly the whole bridge was jolted violently. "Red Alert!" Picard ordered. The klaxon alerts sounded instantaneously. The viewscreen showed the planet becoming rapidly smaller and smaller until it no longer was visible. This took place in a matter of seconds. ----------------------------------------------------------------- STAY TUNED FOR SECTION TWO OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER!!!" ----------------------------------------------------------------- Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!cs.utexas.edu!wupost!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4567.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 16:54:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 76 Ok, here we go... Section Two of "Stars and Blights Forever": ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Captain. It would appear that we have been somehow 'relocated.'" an officer in a yellow outfit with very pale skin noted cooly. "Substantiate, Mr. Data." Picard ordered. "We are approximately two thousand light years from our previous position." Data responded. Data was an android, which explained his extremely calm manner. "Two thousand? But's that not possible!" Ensign Wesley Crusher responded with boyish surprise. "Captain! Another spaceship is approaching at Warp 9.6!" A Klingon attired in Starfleet uniform informed the Captain of this fact. "Onscreen, Mr. Worf!" The klingon, Worf, pressed a button and the image of a large square-shaped spacecraft filled the screen. Picard stood up. "The Borg!" he uttered in a worried tone. Out of nowhere, faintly, a strange wheezing, groaning sound filled the air inside the Enterprise. "Commander Data, what is that sound?" Picard asked. "Checking... No record of that sound in my data banks, Captain." Captain Picard tensed, ready for whatever might come. Inside what appeared to be a conference room, a Police Box stood. This was quite an incongruous sight, considering that here was a twentieth century Earth object in a twenty-fourth century Earth spaceship. However, this was not just an ordinary Earth Police Box. It was, in fact, a Time and Relative Dimensions in Space Capsule; TARDIS for short. The doors to the Police Box opened, and out walked the Doctor, followed by Ace. "Where are we, Professor?" Ace asked. She started walking around the room, looking at their surroundings. "I'm not quite sure..." The Doctor looked out the window. "Ahh! We seem to be on a spaceship." "How do you know that?" "Look." He pointed out the window, into the black emptiness of space. He turned around and closed and locked the door to the TARDIS. "Hang about, Professor! I thought we were supposed to be going to visit twelfth century England!" "Nobody's perfect, Ace!" The Doctor picked up a tricorder which was laying down on the table. "However, this object is from Earth. Twenty-fourth century, I'd guess." Ace resumed looking around the room. She turned and saw a closed doorway. "Hey, I wonder where this leads!" Ace asked rhetorically. She started toward the doors. "Ace!" The Doctor hurried after her, quite concerned. Captain Picard was still quite worried. "How did we get here?" Picard asked himself. Suddenly, the doors to the Captain's ready room, where he held private conferences, slid open. Picard sprung up. Through the doors walked the Doctor and Ace. "Now, Ace. How many times have I told..." The Doctor noticed all the officers on the bridge. "...Oh, hello!" He said quite flippantly. "Who are you?" Picard demanded. "This is Ace, and I'm the Doctor. Who are you?" The Doctor spoke as if he were introducing himself to old friends. "I am Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Federation Starship Enterprise. Now, what are you doing on the bridge? How did you get here?" Picard barked. "Well... I.. Hmm.... It's a bit difficult to..." The Doctor turned and looked at the viewscreen. "Ah! A Borg spacecraft. Hmm... Very nasty race." Riker was temporarily startled by this discourse. "What do you know about the Borg?" Riker asked the Doctor. "Oh... No more than any other traveller." the Doctor responded. While Picard was about to ask more questions about the Doctor, a Borg suddenly materialized in the middle of the bridge. Worf ripped out his phaser and shot the Borg down. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- TOMORROW: PART THREE OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER"! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!cs.utexas.edu!wupost!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4568.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 16:55:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 68 Here's Section Three of "Stars and Blights Forever" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "No!!!" the Doctor shouted. Another Borg materialized and Worf took a shot at it. However, this time, the Borg deflected the shot. Worf increased the phaser intensity and tried again. This time, he was successful. "No! This will not work! They'll just adapt!" the Doctor shouted. "Yes, but what else can we do, Doctor?" Picard asked rhetorically. Nevertheless, the Doctor responded. "Confuse it! Sever its link with the Borg conscienceness." the Doctor exclaimed. Another Borg materialized. Worf took many shots at it, but they were all in vain. The Borg walked over and extracted the main data core from the main computer on the bridge. Before anyone could stop him, he vanished. "Oh, splendid. Now the Borg have access to all knowledge contained in our computers. What's more, we can no longer use our computer!!" Picard declared angrily. "Captain, the Borg ship has entered warp drive. It is approaching Warp 9.9999996." Data noted. "You had something to do with this, didn't you, Doctor?!" Picard demanded. "No... " The Doctor was abruptly cut off by Picard. "Lieutenant Worf! Escort these.... intruders to the brig!" Picard barked. Worf, who was pretty ferocious looking, grabbed hold of Ace and the Doctor. "NO!!! I can assure you. We had nothing to do with this! We've only just arrived..." the Doctor said desperately. "Really? And how exactly did you get here in the same quadrant as us?" "Well... We were on our way to Earth when we were pulled off course by something... Then, we finished up here." the Doctor said. "Captain, they might've encountered the same thing we did." Riker hypothesized. Picard motioned away Worf and pulled the Doctor aside. "Commander La Forge, prepare transporters. We're going to beam an away team to the Borg ship." Picard ordered. "No can do, Captain. The Borg ship is surrounded by a graviton forcefield. Our transporters can't penetrate it." La Forge remarked. Picard grunted. "Look, Doctor. If you are telling us the truth, then we need your help. You must help us to recover our data core." Picard asked. "Well, I'll do whatever I can to help." "Good. We'll need to transport to your spacecraft." The Doctor frowned at this. "Ahh..." the Doctor said a little angrily. "Doctor, we must get to the Borg ship! The only way to do that is if you help us, and allow us to transport to your ship!" "Oh... Well... If you must. Ace, you stay here!" "Professor! I want to go with you!" Ace complained. "You will stay here, Ace!" the Doctor ordered. "Number One, Commander La Forge, Worf, Counselor Troi, Doctor Crusher, you will be in my away team. We are going to attempt to pursue the Borg in the Doctor's vessel." Picard ordered. The away team started walking toward the Turbolifts, along with Data. "Captain Picard! This way." The Doctor motioned toward the ready room doors. The away team followed the Doctor through the conference room doors, with puzzled looks on their faces. Picard caught up to the Doctor, just as they were entering the ready room. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ TOMORROW: SECTION FOUR OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!cs.utexas.edu!wupost!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4569.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 16:55:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 66 As faithful as ever, here is Section Four of "Stars and Blights Forever" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Doctor! Where do you think you're going?" Picard asked. "To the TARDIS... er, my spaceship." "Yes, but the transporter room is on Deck Te...What is that?!" Picard noticed the TARDIS sitting in the conference room. "It appears to be an artifact from Earth, twentieth century, to be precise." Data noted. "Data, we need you to stay on the Enterprise. You have the bridge, Mr. Data." Picard ordered. "What is that?" Picard repeated his question, still astonished by Data's comment. Data was about to answer again, but Picard motioned him to leave the ready room. "It's the TARDIS!" the Doctor responded gleefully. The Doctor unlocked the doors and opened both of them. "In you go!" The away team hesitated. The Doctor gave Picard a reassuring nod. "Follow his instructions!" Picard ordered. The confused away team slowly entered the doors of the TARDIS. Suddenly, everyone found themself in the brightly lit console room of the Doctor's TARDIS. The away team stared around in sheer disbelief. "This can't be. How is this possible? Is it kind of like a Holodeck?" Commander La Forge asked. "No, no... Relative dimensions... no time to explain!" The Doctor pushed a red lever on the console, and the double doors to the TARDIS slid closed with an eery hum. "Now, let's see if I can get a fix on the Borg ship. What direction was it heading?" "Sector Seven, heading Mark Five." La Forge replied. The Doctor flipped a switch and the scanner screen slid open. He underwent a complicated procedure of turning dials and flipping more switches. Finally, the Borg ship appeared on the scanner screen. "My God! There it is!" Picard replied. The Doctor flipped a few more switches, and the central column began to rise and fall. The TARDIS was in flight. A while later inside the TARDIS, in a room with many lounge chairs and umbrellas, everyone was relaxing. "Doctor, I still don't understand how this TARDIS can be so big!" La Forge stated. "It's all quite simple, really. It's dimensionally transcendental." the Doctor remarked in a tone which said that he expected La Forge to understand it all from that explanation. "But I still don...." La Forge was cut off by Picard. "Shouldn't we be concerned more about the Borg and the Enterprise's data core?" Picard interjected. "Yes... Captain Picard has a point." the Doctor agreed. Suddenly, the whole TARDIS shuddered violently. "RED ALER....." Picard cut himself off as soon as he remembered where he was. A sound filled the whole TARDIS. The Doctor's expression became quite serious. "What is it?" Riker asked. "The TARDIS cloister bells....." the Doctor responded... "The what?" Picard asked sternly. "It means imminent disaster for the TARDIS." There were a few moments of deathly silence. "Quick! The console room!" The Doctor leaped out of his chair and sprinted out of the room. The others got up and followed him. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ TOMORROW: SECTION FIVE OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER"! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!darwin.sura.net!wupost!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4570.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 16:56:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 82 Here's Section Five of "Stars and Blights Forever" ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Once the others had caught up with the Doctor in the console room, he was already staring at the open scanner screen with discontent. The others glanced at it. "Captain, the Borg attached their tractor beam to the Doctor's ship. We're being pulled within range of their disruptor beam." La Forge commented. "How long before we are in range?" Riker asked. "I can't tell you exactly, but it'd have to be pretty soon!" "Doctor, we've got to get out of here!" Riker said impatiently. "Yes.. I quite agree with you. I'll try and materialize on board the Borg ship. Hold tight, everyone!" The Doctor flipped some switches and the TARDIS shuddered a bit more violently than the Doctor had expected, knocking Picard off his feet. Picard's head hit the floor with a thud, and he went unconscious. The central column slowed to a complete stop, and ceased being lit. "Doctor!" Riker barked. "Yes?" The Doctor and Doctor Crusher answered simultaneously. The Doctor grinned, but his grin quickly vanished as he remembered the seriousness of Picard's situation. "I mean, Doctor Crusher! Can you help him?" Riker asked. Apparently, Riker was not amused. "Well, I can try to stabilize his condition. But I can't bring him 'round." Doctor Crusher answered. "Why not?" "The replicator doesn't work without the computer, I couldn't bring any medication." She began to attempt to stabilize Picard. "Damn!" Riker activated his communicator. "Riker to Enterprise." Silence. "Riker to Enterprise." "That won't work in here, I'm afraid." the Doctor said. "He'll just have to stay in here while we go and recover the data core." The Doctor began flicking switches and dials and pressing numerous buttons on the console at lightning speed. "Doctor Crusher, remain here with the Captain." "Yes, Commander." she answered. "Now, Doctor. You, Geordi, Deanna, Worf, and I will enter the Borg ship." Riker ordered. "Yes, Commander." the Doctor responded, in a playful tone. The Doctor pulled the red lever which operated the doors, and they slid open. Worf and Riker pulled out their phasers and prepared themselves for combat. The five walked out of the TARDIS. Inside the massive Borg ship, the Police Box exterior of the TARDIS seemed a tiny incongruency. The Doctor locked the door to the TARDIS. "Will, I'm sensing the massive Borg consciousness. They are aware of our presence." Counselor Troi remarked. Suddenly, a Borg stepped out of one of the many cubicles and started marching toward them. Worf fired, hitting the Borg point blank. The Borg fell to the ground, de-activated. "No, no, no, no, no, no.... That's not the way to do it!" The Doctor pulled out a cylindrical device with a bullet-shaped head and walked toward a large metal box which was near them. The Doctor twisted the bottom of the device and held in near the center of the right side of the box. The device emitted a faint whirring noise. The cover of the box suddenly slid off, revealing a mass of wires. The Doctor reached into the box and ripped out the wires. Suddenly, the whole ship seemed to silence. "There we go." The Doctor smiled. "What have you done?" Riker asked. "If I'm right, he's severed the link with the Borg consciousness." La Forge postulated. "Deanna?" "I am no longer sensing the Borg consciousness." The away team silenced while that fact fully registered. Worf stared needles at the Doctor. "What have you done?" Worf demanded in his deep Klingon voice. "Well, I've put the Borg out of action, so to speak." the Doctor responded quite proudly. "Permanently?" Riker questioned. "No, no! Temporarily, Commander Riker, temporarily..." "We'd better search the Borg ship. Deanna, maintain vigilance with the Borg. At the first sign of any Borg consciousness, I am to be informed immediately." Riker ordered. "Yes, Commander." she complied. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- TOMORROW: SECTION SIX OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER"! ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!darwin.sura.net!wupost!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4571.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 16:58:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 92 Ok... Section Six of "Stars and Blights Forever". ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Inside the TARDIS, Doctor Crusher was beginning to get impatient. She glanced at Picard's prostrate form and back at the console. She paced back and forth, thinking of something that she could do. She walked over to the central console. "Computer." She decided to try to access the ship's computer. There was no response. "Computer!" she reiterated. Still silence. She flipped a few switches. Nothing happened. She flipped a few more. Suddenly she heard a humming sound. She spun around. The scanner screen had slid open. It showed the inside of the massive ship. She smiled. "Now that's more like it!" she said. "Doctor..." a faint voice croaked. It was Picard. "Jean-Luc, don't try to move." "Beverly... I don't think I can stay conscious for much longer..." Picard's words took extreme effort on his part. "Hang on, Jean-Luc. I'll try and find some medical supplies." 'Easier said than done, Beverly. ', she thought. She left the console room and wandered through the corridor. "Well... A ship so small on the outside couldn't be TOO much larger on the inside," she said to herself. She was never more wrong. She wandered further and further around. Corridor after corridor all looked the same to her. Nevertheless, she was determined to find some sort of medicine. She opened door after door. Finally, after what seemed to her like hours of walking around in this maze, she found a storage cabinet. Inside was a box which seemed to be a first aid kit of some kind. Satisfied with this discovery, she headed back to the console room. The away team was cautiously making their way around the seemingly out of action Borg ship. Riker had a look of uneasiness on his face. The Doctor, however, seemed quite calm. They continued their search. Back on the Enterprise, Ace was getting worried. She paced back and forth on the bridge. "What's taking them so long?" She asked, semi-rhetorically. "I cannot hypothesize as to that. I do not possess enough information." Data responded. Ace walked over to the science section of the computer. "You've got some ace hardware!" she remarked. "I am not familiar with your terminology. Please clarify." Data requested. "What? What do you mean?" "I do not understand the word 'ace', that you used. Is Ace not your designation?" "Designation? Oh! It's nothing... Just an expression for something really neat." "Neat. Tidy. Clean. I understand." "No! Not 'neat' as in tidy, neat as in 'cool'." "'Cool'. Expression of something which attracts the interest of the speaker. I see." Data added this word to his data bank. Ace started playing around with the computer. "You are not permitted to do that, Ace." "Oh, come on, Data!" Ace begged. "Come on where?" Data inquired. "Never mind." Ace responded touchily. Momentarily, an expression of confusion appeared on Data's face. Then, he resumed his normal activities. Ace sat down in the First Officer's seat, and waited impatiently. Half an hour after finding what Doctor Crusher assumed was a medical kit, she re-entered the console room, extremely out of breath. "My God! This place is a maze!" Doctor Crusher said to herself. She opened up the medical kit to reveal numerous complex pieces of medical equipment. She handled each one carefully, examining them for some clue as to what they might do. The away team so far had been unsuccessful in their search. Riker was getting more impatient. "Doctor, where is the data core?" He asked rhetorically. "Oh how should I know!" The Doctor responded, nevertheless. "What about Captain Picard? He might be in grave danger." Riker hypothesized. "No, I shouldn't think so. Doctor Crusher must have found the first aid kit in Store-Room Three by now! She can't help Picard without it." Suddenly a thought struck the Doctor. "Oh!!!" "What?" La Forge asked. "She'll have no idea how to use the medical facilites! The equipment of your time is primitive compared to my medical kit!" Riker rolled his eyes. "Well, what can we do?" Riker asked. "I think I'd better get back to the TARDIS." "No, Doctor. We need you here! Your presence is imperative if we are to recover the data core." "Well SOMEONE has to go back to the TARDIS!" Riker thought about this for a moment. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- TOMORROW: SECTION SEVEN OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER"! (Since everyone's being so patient, tomorrow I'll post two sections) ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!darwin.sura.net!wupost!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4572.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 16:59:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 90 Now, here is Section Seven of "Stars and Blights Forever"! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Geordi, you'll go back." "Yes, Commander Riker." La Forge responded. "Now... Geordi... Let me explain the medical kit... " The Doctor proceeded to run down a long list of complex descriptions and technical information. Despite its apparent complexity, Geordi seemed to understand it. "Commander, I think now that we've shut down the Borg Consciousness, I should be able to rig up something on the Enterprise to allow transportation to and from the Borg ship." "But how will you get back to the Enterprise?" Riker asked. "He can go in the TARDIS," the Doctor answered. "But I can't operate the TARDIS!" La Forge blurted out. "Oh, don't worry! I already set the coordinates for the Enterprise. All you have to do is to go in, close the doors, and press the third switch on the bottom of the panel closest to the interior doors. It's gray, I think." the Doctor said. "Key!" The Doctor tossed Geordi one of the keys to the TARDIS as the thought struck him. "Well...." "Go on, Geordi." Riker ordered. La Forge starting going back to the TARDIS. Suddenly, he spun around. "Commander! You'll probably need my tricorder." La Forge commented. He proceeded to give the tricorder to Riker. "Good point, Geordi. Thanks." La Forge walked away and the Doctor, Riker, Troi, and Worf continued on their search. The Borg ship, along with the Borg, seemed quite dormant. Riker flipped open the tricorder and began to take readings. "Hmm... It doesn't seem to tell us much." Riker commented. "Let me see that..." the Doctor said, with a gleam in his eyes. The Doctor had a look of extreme concentration on his face as his fingers played across the keys of the tricorder at amazing speed. A few moments later, the Doctor stopped his reprogramming. "There we go! This should help us find the data core!" the Doctor remarked quite triumphantly. Riker snatched it away and looked at it. "This way." he pointed in the direction that the tricorder gave the largest reading from. La Forge had a bit of difficulty finding the TARDIS in the massive Borg ship but, surprisingly enough, he managed to find it relatively quickly. He removed the key from his pocket, unlocked the doors to the TARDIS, and walked in. Inside the TARDIS, Doctor Crusher heard a humming sound and saw the interior doors open. La Forge walked in. "Geordi!" she remarked with surprise. La Forge pushed the red door lever on the console and the doors slid closed. "Hello, Doctor Crusher. How's the Captain?" he asked. "Not too well. I found what I think is the medical kit, but I haven't the faintest idea how to use it!" she said. "Yeah... The Doctor said you'd have a problem, so he sent me here. First, let's get back to the Enterprise." "But, how-" "The Doctor says the coordinates are already set! Here's hoping!" He flicked the third switch on the bottom of the panel closest to the interior doors. It was blue. The time rotor lit up and the central column began to steadily rise and fall. "Now... Let me explain how to use the medical equipment..." He recounted the whole lecture the Doctor gave him. Once he finished, Doctor Crusher understood how to use everything. She fished out the device that supposedly had the "deep healing beam," and applied it to Picard. Five minutes later, Picard regained consciousness. He sat up slowly and looked around as his vision cleared. Doctor Crusher was astonished at how quick the recovery was. She marvelled at the living proof that medical technology more advanced than what she possessed existed. "Geordi... Beverly..." Picard smiled as he saw Doctor Crusher. "Where..." He looked around and remembered he was in the TARDIS. "Where is the rest of the away team?" he asked. "They're out on the Borg ship trying to recover the main data core." La Forge replied. "I must join them." Picard stood up. "That's not possible, Captain." La Forge remarked. "Why not?" "The TARDIS is on its way back to the Enterprise." "How were you able to operate it?" "The Doctor had preset the coordinates." "I see." Picard had just finished speaking these words when the central column slowed to a complete halt. The time rotor was no longer lit. Picard was the first to notice this. "Geordi, the column has stopped moving." "You're right, Captain. I think we've landed." La Forge remarked. "Let's open the doors then." Picard ordered. La Forge pulled the door lever and the doors slid open. They walked out. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- STAY TUNED!!! SECTION EIGHT IS IN THE NEXT MESSAGE!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!caen!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4573.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 16:59:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 96 Section 8 of "Stars and Blights Forever"! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the Captain's ready room, where it had been before, the TARDIS materialized. On the bridge, Ace, who was half dead from boredom, heard the materialization sound and jumped out of the First Officer's seat. "Ace, where are you going?" Data inquired. She ran into the ready room. Picard, Crusher, and La Forge were standing in front of the TARDIS. "Where's the Professor?" Ace asked Picard. "Who?" he asked. "The Doctor, I mean." "He's still on the Borg ship." "Captain, I can rig something up to allow transportation to the Borg ship, now that their defenses are disabled." La Forge commented. "Make it so." Picard ordered. La Forge left the ready room. Picard, deciding there was no reason to remain in the ready room, also left. He was followed by the Ace and Doctor Crusher. Data saw the Captain walk on the bridge and immediately left the Captain's seat. "Captain, was your mission successful?" Data asked. "Not yet, Data. The Doctor is still on board with Worf, Counselor Troi, and Commander Riker." Picard responded. "Any change in status, Mr. Data?" "Negative, Captain." "Data, the Doctor has temporarily de-activated the Borg Consciousness. Would we be able to communicate with the Doctor and Commander Riker?" Picard asked. "If their energy field has been de-activated as well, it should be possible." Data responded. "Well, there's only one way to find out." Picard activated his communicator. "Picard to Commander Riker." Picard waited for a few moments. No one responded. "Picard to Commander Riker!" Still no response. Picard decided he'd de-activate his communicator. Just as he was doing so, a voice responded through the communicator. The voice was very faint and difficult to hear. There was a lot of sub-space interference which broke up the message. "...Riker here... see you... well, Captain." Riker said. "Commander Riker. What is your current situation?" "...Can't...communicat... Repeat... not understa.. Ple... peat..." "What is your current situation?" Picard repeated. "...Doctor... searching....data core... tricorder... Locate soon..." "Your message is difficult to understand, Number One. Commander La Forge is preparing to transport us to the Borg ship. I repeat, we will be beaming to the Borg ship." "Understoo.... Await... rrival..." "Picard out." Picard de-activated his communicator. "Data, what was the cause of all the interference?" "The remainder of the Borg energy field which surrounds their ship." Data responded. "Commander La Forge, how soon will transporters be ready?" Picard barked. "I'm working on it, Captain! Probably another few hours!" He responded. Ace, who was tolerating all this, walked over to Picard. "Excuse me, Captain Picard?" she asked. "Yes, Ace?" He responded. "Could I have the key to the TARDIS so I can get some stuff from the TARDIS?" "Well, umm..." "I just left a few things in there! I'll only be a minute!" "Well... I suppose so..." He handed the TARDIS key to Ace. "Thanks." she walked into the ready room and entered the TARDIS. Inside the TARDIS, Ace went to her room. 'Now where did I put those canisters of Nitro-9?' she asked herself. She continued searching. The doors to Turbolift Four slid open and Commander La Forge walked on to the bridge. He walked over to Captain Picard. "Captain, I've finished re-adjusting the molecular stabilization ratios and field core integration algorithms on the transporters, so we should be able to transport to and from the Borg ship now, as long as they remain inactive." La Forge said. "Good work." Picard acknowledged. "Data, prepare any necessities for away team work and meet me in Transporter Room Two." He ordered. "Yes, Captain." Data responded, and then proceeded to leave the bridge. "Ace? Ace?" Picard looked for Ace. Suddenly, the doors to the ready room slid open, and Ace walked in. "Ah, Ace, there you are. You will accompany Lieutenant Commander Data and me to the Borg ship." "Sure, it's better than being stuck on the bridge!" Ace seemed excited. "La Forge, you have the bridge." Picard ordered. "Me?" La Forge dared to question Picard. "Yes, you!" "Well, it's just that I've never..." "You have the bridge, Geordi!" Picard barked. "Yes, Captain." he responded. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- NEXT UP: SECTION 9 OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER"! (Section 10 is the last section of the story) ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!caen!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4574.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 17:01:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 97 Ok.. Here's Section Nine of "Stars and Blights Forever"! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Ace, come with me." Picard and Ace walked into Turbolift One. "Transporter Room One," Picard announced to the ship's computer. Nothing happened. "Transporter Room One!" he repeated his order. Still no response. He slapped his communicator on. "La Forge! What is wrong with Turbolift One?" Picard demanded. "Sorry, Captain, but without a data core, the computer can't operate. You'll need to open the hatch on the side panel of the Turbolift and manually input the destination." La Forge responded. Picard grunted and turned off his communicator. Picard glanced around the Turbolift. "What hatch?" he asked rhetorically. Ace popped open the hatch in question. "This one." She grinned. A complex mass of wires and circuits was inside the hatch. There was also a relatively primitive number entry pad. Picard entered in a number, presumably the Deck number where Transporter Room One was located, and the Turbolift started moving. After a little while, the Turbolift slowed to a halt, and the doors opened. Picard and Ace walked out. They entered Transporter Room One, where Chief O'Brien was stationed. Picard stepped on a transporter pad, next to Data, who was waiting for Picard and Ace, and motioned Ace to step on a vacant pad. "Chief O'Brien, have you located the trace patterns of either the Doctor, Worf, Counselor Troi, or Commander Riker?" Picard asked. "Yes, I've located all four. However, I'm getting slightly strange readings from the pattern of the Doctor." O'Brien responded. "Never mind that, just put us down near the Doctor." "Yes, Captain." O'Brien acknowledged. "Energize." O'Brien played his fingers across the transporter console and with a flash of light, the three away team members speckled out of existence on the Enterprise. Meanwhile, the Doctor was busy searching for the data core. He possessed the tricorder, and was getting close to the core, by the wild fluctuation in readings from the tricorder. All of sudden, Captain Picard, Data, and Ace, materialized beside the Doctor. "Ahh, Ace, I thought I told you to stay put!" the Doctor said playfully. "Come on, professor." she responded. Ace put her knapsack on the ground. "Ace! You have to stay on the Enterprise!" "Doctor, have you made any progress?" Picard asked. "Captain Picard, I see you've made a full recovery! As it happens, I'm close to the data core, if the tricorder is right. But these readings keep shifting, it's very disconcerting. Captain, can you beam Ace back to the Enterprise?" "Yes, of course." Picard activated his computer. "Picard to Chief O'Brien." "O'Brien here.' O'Brien responded. "Beam Ace back to the Enterprise." "Aye, sir." "Energize." "Doctor!" Ace's last attempt to remain with the away team was in vain as she slowly dematerialized. Her knapsack, although unseen by the others, remained. Riker and Worf walked over to the new away team. After some brief greetings, they went back to work. "Let's find the data core." They followed the tricorder readings for another few minutes, until they stood beside a console of sorts. The Doctor pulled out his trusty sonic screwdriver and opened up a panel on the console. Situated right in the center of all the circuitry was the data core. The Doctor grabbed it out of the circuitry. "Captain!" Troi remarked, in a very distressed tone of voice. "What is it?" Picard asked. "The Borg! The consciousness is back! It just came out of nowhere!" "We've got to get out of here!" Riker remarked. Riker hastily activated his communicator. "O'BRIEN! GET US OUT OF HERE! NOW!" he yelled. The six began dematerializing. This time, it was a slow process, due to the power building up in the Borg energy field. However, after what seemed like eternity, the six rematerialized in the Transporter Room on the Enterprise. The Doctor noticed, to his surprise, that he no longer possessed the data core. "Where..." the Doctor began to ask, but he was cut off by Mr. O'Brien. "Captain, I have beamed the data core directly back into the main computer, so all ship functions ought to be operational." O'Brien commented. "Thank you, Mr. O'Brien." Picard responded hurriedly. "Quick! The bridge!" the Doctor remarked. They all ran to the various Turbolifts, accompanied by Ace, who had been waiting in the Transporter Room. As it happened, Ace, Picard, and the Doctor, ended up in the same Turbolift. "Computer, Express mode to Main bridge." Picard ordered. "Acknowledged." the computer responded. The Turbolift gave a little jolt as it started to move at ten times its ordinary speed. Seconds later, the Turbolift doors opened, and they all ran onto the bridge. The menacing image of the Borg ship still lurked on the main viewscreen. "Captain, you must get out of here before the Borg ship before they fully recover!" the Doctor said. At that moment, Worf, Data, and Troi ran onto the bridge from a different Turbolift. Each ran to their respective posts. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- NEXT MESSAGE: SECTION TEN OF "STARS AND BLIGHTS FOREVER"! Internet: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com---------------------------------- Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!caen!uunet!hotmomma!acc1bbs!doug.vermes From: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Newsgroups: rec.arts.drwho Subject: DOCTOR WHO/ST:TNG STORY Message-ID: <4575.130.uupcb@ssr.com> Date: 1 Dec 92 17:01:00 GMT Distribution: world Organization: Advanced Computer Concepts BBS, New Rochelle, NY 914-654-1981 Reply-To: doug.vermes%acc1bbs@ssr.com (Doug Vermes) Lines: 82 Here we go! Section 10, the last section, of "Stars and Blights Forever" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Agreed." Picard thought for a second. "Let's get rid of them while we have the chance. Mr. Worf, load all torpedo bays!" he ordered. "Picard, no!" the Doctor remarked. "Aye, Captain." Worf responded. Worf pressed a few controls on his station. "Torpedoes bays loaded." "Doctor, we have no other choice." "But they are living creatures! They have their right to existence just as much as you or I do!" the Doctor pointed out. "Captain, the Borg ship has regained fifty percent of its power." Data remarked. "Doctor, I must destroy them while I can! Living creatures or not, they will do nothing but destroy. I cannot allow that." Picard argued. "And I cannot allow you to destroy these Borg in cold-blooded murder!" the Doctor snapped back. "I'm sorry, Doctor." The Doctor opened his mouth to protest further. "Fire." Picard ordered. Worf pressed a few more buttons on his control panel. The cluster of officers on the bridge watched as the reddish torpedoes were fired upon the Borg ship. The torpedoes neared the ship and impacted. Nothing happened. A buzzer sounded. "Captain, the Borg's energy field has absorbed the impact. No damage has been done to the ship or the energy field." Data stated. "We're too late!" Picard snapped. On the Borg ship, one by one, the Borg stirred and started leaving their cubicles. The first one out came out near Ace's knapsack. The Borg picked up the knapsack, inspected it, and then tossed it a bit violently back to the ground. A bright flash spread across the viewscreen. The Doctor covered his eyes. The Enterprise shook from pieces of the Borg ship which hit the shields. When the flash faded, the Borg ship had blown up into thousands of tiny fragments of rubble floating in space. The Doctor took off his hat and placed it on his chest, and bent his head in respect. The Enterprise crew was horrified by this action, but, nevertheless, remained silent. "What happened?" Riker asked. "I dunno. I would've loved to have blown it up with some of the Nitro 9 that I made." Ace said. She suddenly realized she was missing her knapsack. "Hang about! Where's my sack?" Realization hit the Doctor first. "Ace, you left it on the Borg ship! How many times have I told you not to carry around explosives in your bag!" The Doctor's voice had a slightly playful tone to it. Ace smiled. "Sorry, professor." she responded. "Well that's that, then." Picard said. "I see you got your way after all, Captain Picard." the Doctor said with a hint of resentment in his voice. "Yes, it is all for our safety, Doctor." The Doctor grunted at this remark. "Come along, Ace. Time we were off." the Doctor remarked in a slightly disturbed tone of voice. Picard was about to thank the Doctor for all his help, but caught himself, as he realized that the Doctor didn't want to destroy the Borg. The Doctor and Ace left the bridge and went to the ready room. "Ensign Crusher, plot course for the nearest Starbase. Warp factor 5." Picard took one last look at the rubble of what was the Borg ship. "Engage." The Doctor unlocked the TARDIS and motioned Ace inside. They walked in. Inside, the Doctor pressed the lever that controlled the doors. "Where to now, Ace?" he asked. "I've always wanted to see the Eye of Orion that you told me so much about." Ace responded. The Doctor considered her suggestion. "Agreed." The Doctor smiled. Ace smiled in response, and the two broke out into laughter. With a wheezing, groaning sound, the TARDIS dematerialized from the Captain's ready room on the U.S.S. Enterprise. On the bridge, after hearing the dematerialization sound, Captain Picard nodded his head in respect. ============================-- THE END--================================ Internet: doug.vermes!acc1bbs%ssr.com ---- So, what did you all think of it? Any suggestions or comments? Please tell me what you thought.... - Doug