The Sands of time

by Brewski2444

A star Trek crossover novel based on FASA Trek,and crossed over with many others, mainly Magic the Gathering. Generally set in TMP - I put the date as the 27th century as when we get this tech. The physics is my own - I have two degrees in physics!

25. This Is the End

25: THIS IS THE END

Epilogue

I was back in Pivlic's tavern, the Imp's Wing. It was my defacto hangout while on Ravnica. I spent almost as much time here as I did aboard the Parhelion II, my current command.

I had changed employers numerous times in my starfaring career. My current employer was also one of my lovers, the Archangel Razia! Along with the angel Sara, the three of us were the defacto head of the Boros Legion, the foremost fighting force on the planet of Ravnica. Since our return from the mana-less universe that was my home and birthplace, the Boros Legion had seen an increase in its total firepower. It turned out that this was necessary as the Romulans had arrived and were equipping the Dimir. The combination of mana-less technology and magic as a potent force, and many of the other guilds were now seeking out this combination. Here in Utvaria, Teysa, had opened up a spaceport, and trade was beginnig between Ravnica and the universe that I called home.

But I felt more at home here than I did elsewhere. My two angels were from these mana universes, and I will NOT leave their side. We had been through way too much to not stick together.

We had an entire alphabet's worth of problems still to face.

Azorious ambitions

Breaches in the space-time barrier

Cultist calamities and cunning

Dimir deviousness

Envious evil ethermages

Ferengi freighters fighting

Gruul goblins and giants

Hungover cultist hellions

Izzet imperiousness

Jovial Judiciaries

Klingon Kinetics and knifeworks

Lupuls and other lifeforms

Malfedorian machinations

Naïve guild nihilists

Orzhov operatives operating openly

Pirates finding the portal

Questions dealing with Q'o'nos

Romulans on Ravnica

Simic sneakiness

Tin Street terrorists

Unending undead

Vampire-ghost's viciousness

Wanton wraiths wreaking havoc

Xenomorphic xiphioids

Yellow eyed Yuxas

Zombies forming zeitgeists

While mulling over these, and a large bumbat, a ship was coming in to land at Teysa's bustling spaceport. Even the Boros had leased a building and docking bay there! Then another sound caught my ear.

"Assault shuttles?"

A flash erupted over Utvaria, and a small mushroom cloud rose into the night sky. When it cleared, a smoldering crater existed where the Imp's Wing stood.