"…Some say the gods created the heavens and the earth so that humans may roam its surface and beyond. But what I say is that the gods created the heavens and the earth to be different than any other man…"
-WAZeigler
Q and G
The Q continuum was a lot like humanity in its earlier stages of development. But that was millennia ago before earth was even formed. The Q continuum was a race of beings from another dimension. They never fought wars for they never seemed anything more than order in our universe. They never died besides from physical violence and possessed god like powers, and were able to bend the fabric of reality around them.
The Q home dimension is so alien beyond comprehension that in this story the writer found it easier to describe it in the way you see now. The Q home dimension is a desert with a road expanding forever in both directions. In the exact middle of this road there is a small gas station that the beings that make up the Q live in. Near the gas pumps there is a magazine rack with only two magazines in it. One is titled Oldand the other is titled New. If a being was to look at the Old magazine they would you could flip through the pages until you saw articles describing the beginning of time and the origin of our universe. Then one could flip through further to see the histories of other universes including the first reality that the Q are native to. If one would look into the New magazine, one would see the infinite possible futures of every reality that existed, is existing, or is yet to exist. Long story short, if we saw time the way the Q did there would be no need for grammar professors.
Along with the magazine rack that represents the timeline. There is a potted plant in thw window of the gas station that represents life and a scarecrow that watches over the potted plant that represents the Q watching over the infinite universes and all their many creatures. But lately the Q "Scarecrow" looks a little ragged. That is because for many centuries now, the Q have been battling a single force of chaos in a certain reality.
This force, for decades has been playing a galactic game of chess, using its inhabitants as pawns, playing factions against each other, in a sense, dealing guns to both sides in a war. The name of the reality is not important but the name of the force is the G-man.
Hello WAZco. Executives! What did you think of this opening to a new Half-life meets Star Trek fan fiction? Please leave a review telling me if you liked it and if I should continue.