Date: Thu, 7 Jul 1994 15:41:16 -0800 Reply-To: Highlander TV show stories Sender: Highlander TV show stories From: BrownK Subject: Treklander II pt.5 >From jfm@christa.unh.edu Thu Jul 7 15:37:31 PDT 1994 Article: 12284 of alt.startrek.creative Path: nntp-server.caltech.edu!netline-fddi.jpl.nasa.gov!elroy.jpl.nasa.gov!swrin de!howland.reston.ans.net!europa.eng.gtefsd.com!news.umbc.edu!eff!news.kei.com!t ravelers.mail.cornell.edu!newsstand.cit.cornell.edu!news.graphics.cornell.edu!gh ost.dsi.unimi.it!univ-lyon1.fr!news.imag.fr!ciril.fr!muller!julienas!EU.net!uune t!mozz.unh.edu!christa.unh.edu!jfm From: jfm@christa.unh.edu (John F Moore) Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative Subject: Treklander II, part 5 Date: 6 Jul 1994 18:39:53 GMT Organization: University of New Hampshire - Durham, NH Lines: 62 Message-ID: <2vetpp$jr8@mozz.unh.edu> NNTP-Posting-Host: christa.unh.edu There can be only one...These are the voyages... T R E K L A N D E R I I Copyright 1994 John F. Moore III Part 5 Duncan and Dax sat at Quark's laughing about old times. After a while, the old times ran out, and they sat quiet for a while. After a while, Duncan couldn't take the quiet. "All right, you first. What happened to you? How'd you get so..." Dax smiled her whimsical smile that Duncan thought looked better on her than it did on Kurzon. "I'm a Trill. This is my current host body. I'm surprised you didn't know, Duncan." Duncan looked sheepish. "You never really told me much about your people." "All right," Dax said with a piercing stare, "your turn. Why is it you don't seem to have aged a day since I first met you?" "Because," a voice said from behind Duncan, "he's immortal. He was born on Earth, in the Highlands of Scotland, eight hundred years ago." Both recognized the voice as Julian Bashir as he joined the pair. "Julian," Dax said, "how did you..." "Doctor," Duncan said, irritated, "the lieutenant and I are *trying* to have a pleasant conversation. Besides, don't you think it's a *little* rude to be spreading secrets in a public place?" He then turned to Dax. "He's a member of a society called the Watchers. They're trying to keep tabs on my kind. I've dealt with them on many occasions. We have a kind of arrangement. I run their errands and don't tell any Immortals about their existance, and they give me whatever information they can on whoever they see as a threat." "Actually," Julian said, "I'm more or a member of the Watchers' inner circle. You see, the Watchers don't just keep an eye on you...they gather their information and give it to us. We then go through the information to learn more about the Immortals: what they are, why they are, and where they come from." Dax looked dumbfoundedly at her friends as Duncan glared at Julian. "And why are you telling me this? You can't tell me that the Watchers chose you and took you into their so-called inner circle, just so you could brag about it to every Immortal you see. You wanted me to find out about you, didn't you? Why? And why do it in front of someone who isn't involved in my struggle? Julian excused himself from the table. "I'll answer those questions later, MacLeod...in my quarters at 1200 hours with your friends. In the meantime, you should tell Judzia about yourself, tell your friends about me, and get some rest." Judzia followed Duncan as he stormed back to his quarters. Richie and Julia were waiting for them. "Your message said it was urgent Mac...what's up?" "I got a little visit from Bashir today..." "Hold it Duncan," Julia said, "should we be talking in front of..." "You mean all three of you are Immortal?" Dax gaped. "She knows?" Richie groaned. "She doesn't know everything, but she does know. Bashir thought it necessary to tell her about me, and we're all supposed to be at his quarters tomorrow, so we need to have a long talk..." -- ***************************************************************************** Prince John III jfm@christa.unh.edu Join the Government of New Atlantis...Email me today and ask how! "You want it all but you can't have it!" -- Faith No More =========================================================================