Disclaimer: I am personally allowed to use the characters from Star Trek
the Original Series, as long as I say they do not belong to me. How nice (
(Gagging)
Don't worry, Paramount, I put away my toys after I'm done playing with them.
BIG THANX TO REVIWERS. I have a big surprise for you at the end so keep reading (yes, there is an end to this.)
Thanx to the Cheez for the duct tape idea!
Chapter 10 TALLEYHO!!!!
The situations on the bridge and in the rec room were getting tense. The only problem that the crew of the Enterprise seemed to have solved was the Bird of Prey. It had been left far behind when the Enterprise had gone into warp. Just as Eliza had hoped, somebody must have blinked, because by the time the ship started to follow, all they could do was slowly track the Enterprises photon trail.
Down in the rec room, Kirk was facing the Klingon commander over the body of first officer Spock.
"I will hold to my word, commander," said Kirk, "How do you wish to settle our little misunderstanding?"
The Klingon commander stepped forward into the arena and his men promptly stopped settling bets and stood to attention.
"Captain, we will not fight with weapons from either of our worlds. You and I shall test each other's strength. I assure you that I am the better man, this will not last long."
"I agree that this will not last very long, commander," said Kirk, as Spocks body and the rubber bands were cleared from the area, "But as to who is the better man? Well, we shall see."
Kirk and the Klingon met in the center of the arena, and the fight…
…Never happened.
A signal sounded from the inside of the commander's cloak. Kirk realized the reason for the signal moment before the Commander did. The Captain was more in tune with the ships condition than anyone else, besides Scotty, and he could feel the massive warp engines kick in, and the vibration of the Enterprise going into high warp.
"Kirk this is dishonorable TREACHERY!!!!!!!! YOU WILL DIE FOR THIS!"
Captain Kirk just smiled as his security guards, who had been hidden in the ventilation shafts in the roof the whole time, opened fire, and stunned all of the Klingon guards before they could draw their weapons. They dropped like flies, and the rest of the crew surged forward to restrain the invaders. As a second security force came through the door, the Commander, seeing himself defeated by the disgusting federation, pulled a hidden disruptor from his cloak and fired at Kirk. He was immediately dropped by the red shirted snipers in the roof, but not before he got a good shot at the despicable captain. The bolt of deadly energy grazed Kirk's shoulder, spinning him around and to the ground, moaning in pain. His shoulder felt as if it had been badly burned, but he refused to black out.
There was soon a presence at his side. He struggled to his feet, refusing help from Lieutenant Sulu.
"Sir!" Sulu's deep baritone floated through his confused consciousness, "Sir, The Klingons are all being taken to the brig. There is no message from the bridge whether the Bird of Prey is following us or not. We believe that there may be a problem."
"Well if that is the case, I had better get up there." the captain said more to him self than to Sulu. He tried to take a step, but swayed, as if the floor where on a lean.
"Captain, Mr. Spock is already trying to get up there through the Emergency hatches since the turbo lifts are out," said Sulu as he steadied his captain. "We should get you to sickbay."
"Sulu," Kirk said as he ground his teeth in pain. "If you try to take me to sick bay, I'll bust you in rank, knock you out, and feed you to that tentacled fly trap thingy that is infesting your quarters!"
With that, the Captain of the USS Enterprise passed out from the pain of his wound and was carried to sickbay without any further objections.
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Indeed. There was a problem on the bridge.
As Lieutenant Stanton regained consciousness, she felt the sharp metal of a knife against her throat.
"Do not move." said a voice above her, "You will surely regret it!"
She opened her eyes, and blinked in the glaring lights of the bridge, and at the business end of a phaser set to kill.
Being the smart junior officer she was, she didn't move.
Soon, Kraal moved back to his business at the science station, which allowed Dr. McCoy to crawl closer to check if she was hurt. His hands were bound, which made finding her pulse complicated.
"How do you feel?"
"You don't want to know."
"That bad?"
Eliza as she tried to sit up, and failed.
"Doc, I grew up in what was once called the 'bread basket' of North America. Lower Michigan to be precise, and I lived on one of the last huge dairy farms. There were real cows on that farm, and at nights, in the summer, they were allowed to roam free. On those nights me and my less than respectable friends enjoyed the midnight sport of cow tipping."
"So."
"So, on night we went cow tipping, and I ended up on the wrong side of the cow. I was under that sucker for fifteen minutes, and my body, from the butt down was numb."
"So, what's your point?"
"Getting shot by a phaser on heavy stun and being tied up by a stoned Klingon is worse than being squashed by a sleeping cow!"
McCoy decided to ignore all of that and helped her to prop herself up against the bulkhead. She noticed that Chekov and Brikosa were also tied up at the other end of the bridge. Brikosa was listening to Checkov as he silently ranted and raved about how all physicians were vampires and devils with overactive trigger fingers. Occasionally he glared in McCoy's direction.
Dr. Serita was sitting by the turbo lift. Eliza preformed a classic double take as she saw the winged Doctor.
Apparently Kraal had discovered the joys of duct tape.
Dr. Serita was covered in it from head to toe, with double applications on her wings and mouth.
What was worse was Lt. Uhura had been put in charge of ordering the entire repair and maintenance supplies on their last trip into space dock. Since then, the engineers had complained heatedly about the cow spotted tools and the faux fur straps on their tricorders. The duct tape that Dr. Serita now sported as a second skin had the highly chic pink camouflage effect that was currently popular on many of the colony worlds.
If the situation had been less serious, Eliza would have laughed at the pink mummified Doctor.
"This situation is very serious," said Doctor McCoy, mirroring Eliza's thought and bringing her out of her contemplations, "This Klingon is planning to use us as hostages against the rest of the crew."
"I'll try to think of something," said Eliza rather half heartedly as she strained against her bonds. She noticed that she was feeling more light headed as time went on. The phaser stun probably affected her more than she thought. If she thought of a plan it would have to be fast because she was probably going to pass out again soon.
In the end, a plan wasn't needed. A real live super hero came to save the suffering hostages on the bridge. Just as Kraal was about to use the intercom to make his demands to the ship, a panel popped open and Robin Hood swung down from the ceiling air vents on a line of loose wires. He was everything Eliza had ever hoped, (being saved by the outlaw hero had once been a childhood fantasy for her), dashing, brave, tall, dark, and handsome. The caped figure walked up to the Klingon like he owned the ship, and placed a hand on the shocked Klingons shoulder. Kraal fell to the floor, unconscious.
Robin Hood had just nerve pinched the Klingon.
WAIT A SECOND!
Eliza shook her head again and the figure of Mr. Spock replaced that of Robin Hood.
"OOOOOOh, what am I on!," she exclaimed as she was let loose. She could hear Dr. McCoy complaining loudly to Mr. Spock as he shot her with yet another hypo spray. 'Where did the man keep those things!' she wondered as an uneasy sleepy feeling took hold of her. The last thing she remembered was asking the kind Doctor if he would let Robin Hood carry her to sickbay.
Don't worry, Paramount, I put away my toys after I'm done playing with them.
BIG THANX TO REVIWERS. I have a big surprise for you at the end so keep reading (yes, there is an end to this.)
Thanx to the Cheez for the duct tape idea!
Chapter 10 TALLEYHO!!!!
The situations on the bridge and in the rec room were getting tense. The only problem that the crew of the Enterprise seemed to have solved was the Bird of Prey. It had been left far behind when the Enterprise had gone into warp. Just as Eliza had hoped, somebody must have blinked, because by the time the ship started to follow, all they could do was slowly track the Enterprises photon trail.
Down in the rec room, Kirk was facing the Klingon commander over the body of first officer Spock.
"I will hold to my word, commander," said Kirk, "How do you wish to settle our little misunderstanding?"
The Klingon commander stepped forward into the arena and his men promptly stopped settling bets and stood to attention.
"Captain, we will not fight with weapons from either of our worlds. You and I shall test each other's strength. I assure you that I am the better man, this will not last long."
"I agree that this will not last very long, commander," said Kirk, as Spocks body and the rubber bands were cleared from the area, "But as to who is the better man? Well, we shall see."
Kirk and the Klingon met in the center of the arena, and the fight…
…Never happened.
A signal sounded from the inside of the commander's cloak. Kirk realized the reason for the signal moment before the Commander did. The Captain was more in tune with the ships condition than anyone else, besides Scotty, and he could feel the massive warp engines kick in, and the vibration of the Enterprise going into high warp.
"Kirk this is dishonorable TREACHERY!!!!!!!! YOU WILL DIE FOR THIS!"
Captain Kirk just smiled as his security guards, who had been hidden in the ventilation shafts in the roof the whole time, opened fire, and stunned all of the Klingon guards before they could draw their weapons. They dropped like flies, and the rest of the crew surged forward to restrain the invaders. As a second security force came through the door, the Commander, seeing himself defeated by the disgusting federation, pulled a hidden disruptor from his cloak and fired at Kirk. He was immediately dropped by the red shirted snipers in the roof, but not before he got a good shot at the despicable captain. The bolt of deadly energy grazed Kirk's shoulder, spinning him around and to the ground, moaning in pain. His shoulder felt as if it had been badly burned, but he refused to black out.
There was soon a presence at his side. He struggled to his feet, refusing help from Lieutenant Sulu.
"Sir!" Sulu's deep baritone floated through his confused consciousness, "Sir, The Klingons are all being taken to the brig. There is no message from the bridge whether the Bird of Prey is following us or not. We believe that there may be a problem."
"Well if that is the case, I had better get up there." the captain said more to him self than to Sulu. He tried to take a step, but swayed, as if the floor where on a lean.
"Captain, Mr. Spock is already trying to get up there through the Emergency hatches since the turbo lifts are out," said Sulu as he steadied his captain. "We should get you to sickbay."
"Sulu," Kirk said as he ground his teeth in pain. "If you try to take me to sick bay, I'll bust you in rank, knock you out, and feed you to that tentacled fly trap thingy that is infesting your quarters!"
With that, the Captain of the USS Enterprise passed out from the pain of his wound and was carried to sickbay without any further objections.
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+
Indeed. There was a problem on the bridge.
As Lieutenant Stanton regained consciousness, she felt the sharp metal of a knife against her throat.
"Do not move." said a voice above her, "You will surely regret it!"
She opened her eyes, and blinked in the glaring lights of the bridge, and at the business end of a phaser set to kill.
Being the smart junior officer she was, she didn't move.
Soon, Kraal moved back to his business at the science station, which allowed Dr. McCoy to crawl closer to check if she was hurt. His hands were bound, which made finding her pulse complicated.
"How do you feel?"
"You don't want to know."
"That bad?"
Eliza as she tried to sit up, and failed.
"Doc, I grew up in what was once called the 'bread basket' of North America. Lower Michigan to be precise, and I lived on one of the last huge dairy farms. There were real cows on that farm, and at nights, in the summer, they were allowed to roam free. On those nights me and my less than respectable friends enjoyed the midnight sport of cow tipping."
"So."
"So, on night we went cow tipping, and I ended up on the wrong side of the cow. I was under that sucker for fifteen minutes, and my body, from the butt down was numb."
"So, what's your point?"
"Getting shot by a phaser on heavy stun and being tied up by a stoned Klingon is worse than being squashed by a sleeping cow!"
McCoy decided to ignore all of that and helped her to prop herself up against the bulkhead. She noticed that Chekov and Brikosa were also tied up at the other end of the bridge. Brikosa was listening to Checkov as he silently ranted and raved about how all physicians were vampires and devils with overactive trigger fingers. Occasionally he glared in McCoy's direction.
Dr. Serita was sitting by the turbo lift. Eliza preformed a classic double take as she saw the winged Doctor.
Apparently Kraal had discovered the joys of duct tape.
Dr. Serita was covered in it from head to toe, with double applications on her wings and mouth.
What was worse was Lt. Uhura had been put in charge of ordering the entire repair and maintenance supplies on their last trip into space dock. Since then, the engineers had complained heatedly about the cow spotted tools and the faux fur straps on their tricorders. The duct tape that Dr. Serita now sported as a second skin had the highly chic pink camouflage effect that was currently popular on many of the colony worlds.
If the situation had been less serious, Eliza would have laughed at the pink mummified Doctor.
"This situation is very serious," said Doctor McCoy, mirroring Eliza's thought and bringing her out of her contemplations, "This Klingon is planning to use us as hostages against the rest of the crew."
"I'll try to think of something," said Eliza rather half heartedly as she strained against her bonds. She noticed that she was feeling more light headed as time went on. The phaser stun probably affected her more than she thought. If she thought of a plan it would have to be fast because she was probably going to pass out again soon.
In the end, a plan wasn't needed. A real live super hero came to save the suffering hostages on the bridge. Just as Kraal was about to use the intercom to make his demands to the ship, a panel popped open and Robin Hood swung down from the ceiling air vents on a line of loose wires. He was everything Eliza had ever hoped, (being saved by the outlaw hero had once been a childhood fantasy for her), dashing, brave, tall, dark, and handsome. The caped figure walked up to the Klingon like he owned the ship, and placed a hand on the shocked Klingons shoulder. Kraal fell to the floor, unconscious.
Robin Hood had just nerve pinched the Klingon.
WAIT A SECOND!
Eliza shook her head again and the figure of Mr. Spock replaced that of Robin Hood.
"OOOOOOh, what am I on!," she exclaimed as she was let loose. She could hear Dr. McCoy complaining loudly to Mr. Spock as he shot her with yet another hypo spray. 'Where did the man keep those things!' she wondered as an uneasy sleepy feeling took hold of her. The last thing she remembered was asking the kind Doctor if he would let Robin Hood carry her to sickbay.