Date:         Fri, 24 Jun 1994 21:30:24 -0600
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From:         Michael Smith <mwsmith@LAMAR.COLOSTATE.EDU>
Subject:      Treklander II Part 3 (Highlander/DS9 Crossover)

                      T  R  E  K  L  A  N  D  E  R    I  I

                        Copyright 1994 John F. Moore III

                                     Part 3

  Commander Sisco, Lt. Dax, and Constable Odo stood in formal dress by the
airlock door as it opened, revealing Duncan MacLeod.  Dax's mouth
immediately gaped when she saw the man she knew fifty years ago, looking
as if he hadn't aged a day.
  "Ambassador, welcome to Deep Space Nine.  I'm Commander Benjamin Sisco,
Commanding Officer of the station.  This is my Chief of Security,
Constable Odo, and my Science Office, Lt. Judzia Dax."
  "Commander, Constable...Lt. Dax, are you well?  You seem a little pale."
  Dax snapped back to reality and closed her mouth, choking back the
questions she had to ask.  Now was not the proper time or place.
  MacLeod continued as two others exited the airlock.  "These are my
assistants Julia Cathaway and Richie--"
  *Ops to Commander Sisco,* Kira's voice chirped.
  Sisco tapped his commbadge.  "Go ahead Major."
  *Commander, there's a disturbance in the docking ring.  The Isari won't
let Chief O'Brian's team aboard their vessel to do routine maintenance.*
  "On my way.  Sisco out."  He then turned to MacLeod.  "My apologies,
Ambassador, but duty calls."
  "Not at all,"  MacLeod said, "I'm not overly fond of these stuffy
affairs anyway."
  Sisco and Odo headed toward the docking ring, while Dax returned to the
bridge after staring disbelievingly at MacLeod.
  "What was that all about Mac?"  Richie asked.
  "What was what all about?"
  "The way that Trill just...stared at you."
  "I have a feeling," MacLeod said, "that we've met before..."

  (The SL Tylok, Statdate 10325.6, about fifty years ago.  Duncan MacLeod
and Kurzon Dax sat in their cabin playing three-dimentional chess.
  "I'm afraid that's checkmate," Duncan said.
  Kurzon looked at the board.  "Well, I'll be damned.  That's three in a
row I've lost."
  "Play again?"
  Kurzon laughed.  "No, I know to quit when I'm behind.  C'mon.  Let's
head to the lounge.  I'm sure that Garani waitress was checking me out."
  Duncan slapped his friend on the back.  "You never change Kurzon.  All
right, but you're buying."
  As the pair headed toward the lounge, the ship was rocked by an
explosion.
  "Pirates," Duncan hissed.  "They're getting bold, attacking a starliner
on the main starlanes."
  "This is a passenger ship!  What do they want with us?"
  "Whatever they can get," Duncan stated.  Suddenly, he Sensed an Immortal
in the vicinity.
  "What is it?" Kurzon asked.
  "Nothing.  Look, you get into hiding.  I'm going get our bags and
valuables."
  Kurzon didn't argue.  As soon as he was out of sight of Kurzon, Duncan
drew his sword and sought out the Immortal...)

  "Well," Julia said, "we're not accomplishing much standing here.  Why
don't we go get a drink while the Commander's busy.  When he's done, we
can find out where we're staying."
  The trio headed to Quark's, not noticing the dark-skinned medical
officer listening in to their conversation.  As they left, he snuck onto
their shuttle...
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