Date: Mon, 28 Mar 1994 21:05:35 -0700 Reply-To: Highlander TV show stories Sender: Highlander TV show stories From: Michael Smith Subject: Treklander (ST:TNG/Highlander Crossover) Part 2 T R E K L A N D E R Copyright 1994 John F. Moore III Part 2 CAPTAIN'S LOG: Stardate 48367.8 The crew has been reporting increasing unrest toward the Embassador and his assistant. I am planning to meet formally with Embassador MacLoud and discuss this in-depth. Captain Picard entered the bridge as Riker relinquished the command chair. "Status, Number One?" "We're due to arrive in just under three hours. According to reports, the situation on Clari III is becoming volitile. The delegates from each side doubt that the cease-fire will last much longer." "Go to warp 8, Mr. Data." Data turned to face the captain. "At warp 8, we will arrive at Clari III in 1 hour, 26 minutes, sir." "Good, I'll be in my ready room if I'm needed. You have the bridge, Number One." As Picard turned to leave, he noticed that an Ensign DeMarcus was manning Tactical. "Has anyone seen Lt. Worf? He was supposed to report for duty ten minutes ago." MacLoud and Worf stood back to back as unidentifiably monsterous humanoids attacked. Worf was breathing heavily. "Have you had enough, Embassador?" MacLoud glanced back at Worf. "I'm just getting warmed up." Suddenly the holodeck intercom switched on as Riker spoke. "Lt. Worf, report for duty at once!" Worf suddenly realized that he was late to report for duty. "Computer, halt program." The battlefield disappeared as the familiar black and yellow walls of the holodeck appeared and Worf almost sprinted out of the room. "Computer," MacLoud said as Worf exited. "I'd like to see a dojo from Los Angeles, California, Earth, circa 1994...complete with the following people..." Richie entered Ten Forward and sat at the bar. A waiter greeted him. "May I take your order?" Richie simply said, "I'm here to see Guinan." "I'm sorry, but Guinan isn't on-duty right now." "Where would she be?" "I'm not sure...she seems to like the botanical gardens." "Thanks," Richie said as he went to leave. As he reached the doors, he nearly bumped into Data and fell on the floor. "Excuse me," Data said as he helped Richie up, "I did not see you. Are you hurt?" "Only my pride...What species are you? I don't think I've ever seen a being with white skin and yellow eyes..." "I am Lt. Commander Data, and I am an android. You must be Richard, Embassador MacLoud's assistant." "yeah. Listen, Commander...I need to find Guinan, otherwise I'd love to stay and talk." "Perhaps another time. I am interested in you and the Embassador, espe- cially since I can find no record of your births anywhere in the Federa- tion." `Oops,' Richie thought. Neither he nor (he thought) Mac had counted on anyone checking their birth records. He knew Mac's record wouldn't be on file, since births weren't generally recorded in the 1500's, but he was certain that if a record of his existance was found it would certainly raise some questions. "Ummm...yeah, sure. Catch ya later." As soon as the doors to Ten Forward closed, Richie sprinted to find Guinan. "Commander," Worf said, "we are recieving a transmission from Clari III. The cease-fire has been broken and hostilities have resumed." Riker sighed. This peace mission could be the end of MacLoud's short career as an Embassador in a bloody way. "Computer, locate Embassador MacLoud." `Embassador MacLoud is in Holodeck 3' "I'm going down there to inform him of the situation personally. Lt. Worf, you have the bridge." "Aye, sir," Worf said as Riker entered the turbolift. Riker entered the holodeck to find a run-down training center. MacLoud was helping a well-built black man about his age to his feet. "One more time, MacLoud," the black man said. MacLoud turned to see Riker enter. "Not yet, Charlie. I think you need a break." MacLoud went over to Riker as Charlie sat on a bench catching his breath. "What can I do for you, Commander?" "The situation on Clari III has escillated to open fighting." MacLoud looked concerned by this. "Do you have details?" "Not yet, but as soon as we hear we'll let you know. Do you want to wait until things calm down before talking to the leaders?" "If we wait we may never have a chance. I'm going down there." "I can't allow you to beam down without a security detail." "The last thing we need is more people with weapons down there--" "True enough. I mean, two people with swords beaming down is bad enough." MacLoud looked unconcerned about this discovery. "Richard and I carry swords because it's tradition for our people." "Is it...tradition... to hide them under robes so they can't be seen by the naked eye." "You'd be surprised how many people get paranoid about people carrying weapons." "Well, I'd appreciate it if you didn't carry them at all while on board the Enterprise." MacLoud walked over to a glass-walled room on the far end of the train- ing center and grabbed something. As he exited, Riker saw that he was carrying a sheathed sword. MacLoud then handed the weapon to Riker. "I'll inform Richard to do the same. We're on your side, Commander." MacLoud walked back toward Charlie, then turned back to Riker. "Oh, and I'd like all the information you have on the situation on Clari III, if you can." "I'll see what I can do," said Riker as he exited the holodeck TO BE CONTINUED =========================================================================