This story will start with a remake of the Farpoint episode and when that is done, I will create my own episodes, occasionally turning to the episodes for guidance. If there is a particular episode you want me to write into this, please email me at stbays@yahoo.com. Intend on finishing the Farpoint mission at least. Pray for me...
Chapter 2 version 1.1
Ranma sat in his room and starred at the walls. He knew something about this idea was going to seriously bother him and now he knew what it was.
"There's not enough room!" he lamented. "I can't do my training in here! One jump kick and it's good-bye wall! Computer, how much time do I have before we leave dry dock?"
"Ten hours, two minutes," the computer droned in its female voice.
"That'll be more then enough time," he commented to himself as he walked out of his room.
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"Computer, load up Nerima," Ranma called out. Seconds after he gave his command, the holodeck shifted and he found himself standing in a virtual representation of the city he spent the last two years of his life.
He walked around, taking in the sights and suddenly a feeling of regret overcame him.
'I'm leaving my home... The people I've grown to love and cherish. My friends, my family, and even my rivals...' he thought as a tear formed. "Computer, deactivate simulation and load the advanced Starfleet combat simulator."
The scene shifted from the humble suburb of Tokyo to a large Japanese style dojo.
"What difficulty level would you like?" the computer asked as politely as a computer could.
'I can't believe how much time they spent to make that thing sound like a human voice...' he thought to himself. "Level 10."
"Warning. With the safeties on, that level cannot be run."
"Computer, override the safeties."
"The use of the override requires two senior level officers."
"Access protocol Saotome three dash fourteen."
"This protocol eliminates the need for two officers when deactivating the safeties, but requires a voice print identification and the user's passcode."
"This is Ranma Saotome, passcode Saotome eighteen dash twenty-two point three Delta Echo."
"Accepted. Safeties are now deactivated. Choose your opponent."
In front of Ranma, ten different opponents appeared of variety of different races from Klingons to Romulans and even a human.
"Klingon... change that... I'll take the Vulcan."
"Vulcan simulation loaded. Program will begin in five, four, three..." As the computer counted down, the Vulcan suddenly sprang to life and began to attack Ranma.
He moved into a defensive posture and focused on mainly blocking. He was surprised when none of the Vulcan's attacks managed to hurt him at all. Back at the Academy, he'd fought a few Vulcans and even though they couldn't hurt him, they still tried enough to keep it exciting.
Now, against a heightened Vulcan combatant, he found no thrills at all.
"Computer, end simulation." This caused the Vulcan, who was in the middle of a hammer strike to vanish. "I've truly come to the limit of normal combat haven't I?"
"Ranma Saotome, report to the bridge," the captain's voice called over the com. He tapped his badge and responded.
"Computer, exit."
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"Ranma Saotome reporting as ordered."
"Ah, Saotome, we're leaving orbit in a few minutes...," Picard paused as he noticed what his security officer was wearing. "In the future, please try to arrive in uniform."
He looked down and noticed he had on his usual red Chinese shirt and silk pants.
"Sorry sir, I was just practicing."
"That's quite alright. We've been asked to leave a head of schedule," he replied to Ranma with a chuckle. He then turned to Data at the helm. "We've been asked to leave a head of schedule. Set a course for the Farpoint Station, warp factor 8."
"Yes captain."
"Farpoint sir?" Ranma asked.
"Yes, I'm sure you've heard of it."
"Bits and pieces. What I've heard is hard to believe..."
"Yes. It's the farthest humanity has traveled and yet we've already found a compatible space port that can accommodate our every need. "
"Sir, if you ask me it sounds a bit too good."
"Well, when we get there, I'm sure we'll have time to explore and perhaps we might even discover the secret behind it."
"Sir, we have an unidentified object... Captain... It's powerful..." Ranma choked.
"Saotome?" Picard looked at his security officer with concern.
"Whatever that is, its projecting a massive aura. It's not like anything I've encountered before...," then he remembered Saffron. "No, I'm wrong. I've felt one thing like it... The demi-god Saffron."
"Demi-god Saffron?"
"Yes sir, only to be honest, this thing is much more powerful... I recommend we go to red alert."
"Make it so," with Picard's order, the red klaxons began to blare. "Open all hailing frequencies."
"I'm trying sir... No response," Ranma shouted over the alarms. "It's coming into range."
"Put it on the main viewer," Picard ordered. At first nothing could be seen. After ordering a magnification, a small sphere made from an odd grid patterned appeared. "Helm, reverse course, maximum speed."
This caused the ship to do a 180.
"Reverse angle of the view screen." On that order, the viewer's image changed to show the sphere still chasing them. Ranma's fears were confirmed as he looked at the scanners.
"Captain, it's gaining on us."
"Data, can we separate the saucer section at this speed?"
"In theory, yet, but in practice..."
"Data, Ranma, you're with me. Mr. La Forge, you have the bridge. When we're done separating, try to head to Farpoint. Meanwhile, we'll head straight for it. Hopefully that will give you enough time to escape."
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"Data, begin the separation."
"Separation commencing," after Data said this, the Battle Bridge became silent as they waited for the ok to breathe. "Separation complete sir."
"Hard about... take us to within a hundred kilometers and come to a relative stop."
With that order, the ship once again did a 180. However this time the inertial dampers were a second behind, causing them all to stumble.
"Sorry sir," Data apologized.
"Don't worry about us Mr. Data. We're fine. Ahead viewer."
As the view screen came to life, they saw the sphere again.
"Coming to a relative stop sir," Data announced. As they stopped, the sphere finally reached them. Ranma was shocked when he saw the sphere go from warp nine speed to an almost stand still within a second. It then broke apart and engulfed them.
"We're surrounded Captain," Ranma informed Picard. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared. When it cleared, they could see the form of a man.
"I am Q and I bring a warning. Go back to your place of origin! Travel no further! Only death awaits you here!"
"Who are you?" Picard asked the oddly dressed Q.
"Sir, be careful. He's powerful. Let me handle this," Ranma shouted as he jumped between the captain and the intruder.
"Handle this... You'd better put a leash on him or he'll get himself hurt," Q calmly commented.
Before Picard could order Ranma to stand down, he advanced on the trespasser. Q lifted a finger and an ice field suddenly engulfed Ranma.
'What the hell?' Ranma thought as he responded by raising the heat of his ki as high as it could go. All looked lost for Ranma when the ice broke. "Hiryu Hyou Toppa!"
A miniature twister suddenly shot from Ranma's hand and straight at Q. Seconds before it could strike Q and tear his heart out, it disappeared as he snapped his fingers again.
"Impressive. Not many people would dare challenge me... Next time though, I won't be as forgiving."
"Ranma, stand down.
"Sir?"
"You heard me." Nothing more needed to be said as Ranma backed away, but he kept a watchful eye on Q.
'If I study him long enough, I'll be able to find a weakness... I'm sure of it.'
"Why should we return?"
"Because, you're a dangerous child race and it will cost you greatly."
"Child race?"
"Yes and it's too soon for you barbarians to be free to roam this far from home."
"What you mean barbarians? We're on a mission of peace."
"Yes, I know what your say you're here for, but your not. You race has been a violent and ill tempered species for longer then I can say. Your 'Security Officer' is a perfect example of what I'm talking about. His first action was to attack me."
"Hey, now that's not what happened!"
"Oh? Would you care to enlighten me?" Q asked wistfully. 'I'm going to have to watch out for this one. I'm certain he's more than just an average human.'
"You violated our ship and I sensed your hostile energy."
"Hostile energy? Is that what you call it? I came bearing a warning, not a knife."
"Warnings are a prelude to an attack. It's one of the basic tenants of the martial artist."
"Not bad, but very barbaric as I said. And your history is littered with much better examples."
"Q, it's been documented that no man can be tried for the sins and crimes of his forefathers," Picard stated.
"Tried? What a wonderful idea! You'll be tried... Now!" with a snap of his finger, the setting changed.
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Ranma saw Q snap his fingers and his senses went on full alert. He felt Q's aura expand and surround him. As this happened, Ranma's mind raced to decipher what was happening and to formulate a counter to it. Before he could figure it out, his vision returned. What he saw made his jaw go slack.
Somehow, Q had transported them off the Enterprise to a strange looking setting. He wasn't sure, but it reminded him of the stories he read of the post-atomic horror courts. However, he wasn't about to go guessing something he couldn't confirm.
"Data, where are we?"
"I'd say from the surroundings and the excessive radioactive particles in the atmosphere that we are probably in the year 2079 just after the atomic horror."
"The question is what are we doing here?" Picard asked.
"I would guess we've been brought here for a trial," Data replied. "The ruling that prevented a person from being tried for the crimes of his people has not yet been made, allowing for Q's accusation."
"You are correct my android friend, that is exactly why you are here."
"All rise for the honorable Judge Q!" one of the gunmen yelled.
When they remained seated, another of the gunmen approached them and yelled, "He said on your feet!"
Seconds latter when continued to refuse, the gunman pointed his weapon at the ground and fired. This caused Ranma to go into automatic as he launched at the man and punched him back twenty feet. One of the other guards went to the beaten man and shot him.
"We're supposed to be tried in...," Ranma paused to look around in disgust. "This?"
"Yes human, you are." Q answered.
As he said this, a man in a fuzzy hat came up to them with a scroll and handed it to Picard.
"You will read the list of charges that have been brought against you."
Picard took the scroll and quickly scanned over it. After a minute, he stood up.
"I see no crimes against myself or my comrades."
"Actually, you'll see there is one that is for that young man Ranma. He's being charged with attacking me," Q said.
"That wasn't attacking since you started it," Ranma retaliated.
"Whatever. The point is you're a savage race and you'll never grow past that."
"If you do not believe we've grown, then what about a test?"
"A test? My you're a veritable fountain of good ideas. It's settled. You'll be given one chance."
"What kind of test do you have in mind?"
"A simple one. In fact I think this mission to Farpoint will do nicely."
"Farpoint? What does that have to do with this? How will we know if we've completed it?"
"Don't worry. You'll know that if you pass," Q said with a chuckle before snapping his fingers.
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As Ranma felt the transport happen again, his mind subconsciously recorded every sensation.
'I'll figure you out Q! Just you wait!'
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They reappeared right where they were before.
"Is everyone here?" Picard asked, worried that one of them might be kept as a hostage. Actually, he was more worried that Q might have kept Ranma since he was the one to attack him.
"Everyone's here sir," Ranma stated.
"Data, set a course for the Farpoint and Mister Saotome... I need to speak with you privately."
"Yes sir..." Data and Ranma chimed.
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"I've got a lot of questions and I'm not even sure where to begin. Let's start with the obvious...," Picard paused as he tried to figure out what was the obvious place. "I know. When Q first showed up and he tried to freeze you, I heard you shout something and then that twister shot out from where you were standing. What was that?"
"That... was a variation of a move I learned from a three-hundred year old Chinese Amazon..."
"You know I can have you court-martialed for lying."
"It's no lie sir."
"You expect me to believe a woman of three hundred years...," he paused to make sure Ranma realized that was one thing he didn't believe. "Taught you how to create and throw twisters... Is that right?"
"That's what happened sir. And that's not all she taught me."
"I'm sorry, but this doesn't fly with me young man."
"Sir, may I speak freely?"
"Of course. At this point, you'd better make sure to say everything you can say as I'm seriously considering having you searched for hidden weapons."
"That move isn't the only thing odd about my life sir. I wanted to tell you at a more leisurely time, but this is probably as good a time as any. Can you please call Commander Data in here?"
"Why?"
"Because he is an android, and he'll be able to verify what you can't see."
"Mr. Data, please report to me at once."
"Yes sir," came the response from the com. Seconds latter, Data entered.
"Thank you for coming Commander Data," Ranma calmly stated.
"Certainly."
"I want you to watch me carefully as I do this ok?"
"I shall do my best."
With that said, Ranma stood in a fighting position and charged his aura. Soon, his entire body began to glow with a strong blue haze.
"Don't be alarmed," Ranma gently stated as he saw the captain's expression. "Kachuu Tenshin Amaguri Ken!"
His fist shot out at nearly the speed of sound, causing Picard to jump back. It only took a minute, but finally Ranma stopped his demonstration.
"Data, can you please tell the captain how many punches that was?"
"Sir, Ranma has thrown exactly thirty-eight thousand, seven hundred ninety two punches. His exact time was fifty five seconds," as Data finished saying this, Picard experienced a face-vault for the first time in his life.
"What you're saying is impossible," Picard stated as he righted himself.
"Sir, it did happen."
"Well," Picard tried to put on a neutral face. "We'll talk some more later. For now, your free to return to duty."
"Thank you sir."
'I've got a lot to ask that young man...' Picard solemnly thought.
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Well, I think this is where part one of this episode ends so I'll choose now to end mine. I haven't seen the episode Farpoint in almost five years so this is entirely from memory. If I got anything wrong, please email me and let me know. If it's serious enough, I'll get right on it and change it, as well as give credit to whomever helps out. Please be kind though.
Chapter 2 version 1.1
Ranma sat in his room and starred at the walls. He knew something about this idea was going to seriously bother him and now he knew what it was.
"There's not enough room!" he lamented. "I can't do my training in here! One jump kick and it's good-bye wall! Computer, how much time do I have before we leave dry dock?"
"Ten hours, two minutes," the computer droned in its female voice.
"That'll be more then enough time," he commented to himself as he walked out of his room.
_______________________________
"Computer, load up Nerima," Ranma called out. Seconds after he gave his command, the holodeck shifted and he found himself standing in a virtual representation of the city he spent the last two years of his life.
He walked around, taking in the sights and suddenly a feeling of regret overcame him.
'I'm leaving my home... The people I've grown to love and cherish. My friends, my family, and even my rivals...' he thought as a tear formed. "Computer, deactivate simulation and load the advanced Starfleet combat simulator."
The scene shifted from the humble suburb of Tokyo to a large Japanese style dojo.
"What difficulty level would you like?" the computer asked as politely as a computer could.
'I can't believe how much time they spent to make that thing sound like a human voice...' he thought to himself. "Level 10."
"Warning. With the safeties on, that level cannot be run."
"Computer, override the safeties."
"The use of the override requires two senior level officers."
"Access protocol Saotome three dash fourteen."
"This protocol eliminates the need for two officers when deactivating the safeties, but requires a voice print identification and the user's passcode."
"This is Ranma Saotome, passcode Saotome eighteen dash twenty-two point three Delta Echo."
"Accepted. Safeties are now deactivated. Choose your opponent."
In front of Ranma, ten different opponents appeared of variety of different races from Klingons to Romulans and even a human.
"Klingon... change that... I'll take the Vulcan."
"Vulcan simulation loaded. Program will begin in five, four, three..." As the computer counted down, the Vulcan suddenly sprang to life and began to attack Ranma.
He moved into a defensive posture and focused on mainly blocking. He was surprised when none of the Vulcan's attacks managed to hurt him at all. Back at the Academy, he'd fought a few Vulcans and even though they couldn't hurt him, they still tried enough to keep it exciting.
Now, against a heightened Vulcan combatant, he found no thrills at all.
"Computer, end simulation." This caused the Vulcan, who was in the middle of a hammer strike to vanish. "I've truly come to the limit of normal combat haven't I?"
"Ranma Saotome, report to the bridge," the captain's voice called over the com. He tapped his badge and responded.
"Computer, exit."
_______________________________
"Ranma Saotome reporting as ordered."
"Ah, Saotome, we're leaving orbit in a few minutes...," Picard paused as he noticed what his security officer was wearing. "In the future, please try to arrive in uniform."
He looked down and noticed he had on his usual red Chinese shirt and silk pants.
"Sorry sir, I was just practicing."
"That's quite alright. We've been asked to leave a head of schedule," he replied to Ranma with a chuckle. He then turned to Data at the helm. "We've been asked to leave a head of schedule. Set a course for the Farpoint Station, warp factor 8."
"Yes captain."
"Farpoint sir?" Ranma asked.
"Yes, I'm sure you've heard of it."
"Bits and pieces. What I've heard is hard to believe..."
"Yes. It's the farthest humanity has traveled and yet we've already found a compatible space port that can accommodate our every need. "
"Sir, if you ask me it sounds a bit too good."
"Well, when we get there, I'm sure we'll have time to explore and perhaps we might even discover the secret behind it."
"Sir, we have an unidentified object... Captain... It's powerful..." Ranma choked.
"Saotome?" Picard looked at his security officer with concern.
"Whatever that is, its projecting a massive aura. It's not like anything I've encountered before...," then he remembered Saffron. "No, I'm wrong. I've felt one thing like it... The demi-god Saffron."
"Demi-god Saffron?"
"Yes sir, only to be honest, this thing is much more powerful... I recommend we go to red alert."
"Make it so," with Picard's order, the red klaxons began to blare. "Open all hailing frequencies."
"I'm trying sir... No response," Ranma shouted over the alarms. "It's coming into range."
"Put it on the main viewer," Picard ordered. At first nothing could be seen. After ordering a magnification, a small sphere made from an odd grid patterned appeared. "Helm, reverse course, maximum speed."
This caused the ship to do a 180.
"Reverse angle of the view screen." On that order, the viewer's image changed to show the sphere still chasing them. Ranma's fears were confirmed as he looked at the scanners.
"Captain, it's gaining on us."
"Data, can we separate the saucer section at this speed?"
"In theory, yet, but in practice..."
"Data, Ranma, you're with me. Mr. La Forge, you have the bridge. When we're done separating, try to head to Farpoint. Meanwhile, we'll head straight for it. Hopefully that will give you enough time to escape."
_______________________________
"Data, begin the separation."
"Separation commencing," after Data said this, the Battle Bridge became silent as they waited for the ok to breathe. "Separation complete sir."
"Hard about... take us to within a hundred kilometers and come to a relative stop."
With that order, the ship once again did a 180. However this time the inertial dampers were a second behind, causing them all to stumble.
"Sorry sir," Data apologized.
"Don't worry about us Mr. Data. We're fine. Ahead viewer."
As the view screen came to life, they saw the sphere again.
"Coming to a relative stop sir," Data announced. As they stopped, the sphere finally reached them. Ranma was shocked when he saw the sphere go from warp nine speed to an almost stand still within a second. It then broke apart and engulfed them.
"We're surrounded Captain," Ranma informed Picard. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared. When it cleared, they could see the form of a man.
"I am Q and I bring a warning. Go back to your place of origin! Travel no further! Only death awaits you here!"
"Who are you?" Picard asked the oddly dressed Q.
"Sir, be careful. He's powerful. Let me handle this," Ranma shouted as he jumped between the captain and the intruder.
"Handle this... You'd better put a leash on him or he'll get himself hurt," Q calmly commented.
Before Picard could order Ranma to stand down, he advanced on the trespasser. Q lifted a finger and an ice field suddenly engulfed Ranma.
'What the hell?' Ranma thought as he responded by raising the heat of his ki as high as it could go. All looked lost for Ranma when the ice broke. "Hiryu Hyou Toppa!"
A miniature twister suddenly shot from Ranma's hand and straight at Q. Seconds before it could strike Q and tear his heart out, it disappeared as he snapped his fingers again.
"Impressive. Not many people would dare challenge me... Next time though, I won't be as forgiving."
"Ranma, stand down.
"Sir?"
"You heard me." Nothing more needed to be said as Ranma backed away, but he kept a watchful eye on Q.
'If I study him long enough, I'll be able to find a weakness... I'm sure of it.'
"Why should we return?"
"Because, you're a dangerous child race and it will cost you greatly."
"Child race?"
"Yes and it's too soon for you barbarians to be free to roam this far from home."
"What you mean barbarians? We're on a mission of peace."
"Yes, I know what your say you're here for, but your not. You race has been a violent and ill tempered species for longer then I can say. Your 'Security Officer' is a perfect example of what I'm talking about. His first action was to attack me."
"Hey, now that's not what happened!"
"Oh? Would you care to enlighten me?" Q asked wistfully. 'I'm going to have to watch out for this one. I'm certain he's more than just an average human.'
"You violated our ship and I sensed your hostile energy."
"Hostile energy? Is that what you call it? I came bearing a warning, not a knife."
"Warnings are a prelude to an attack. It's one of the basic tenants of the martial artist."
"Not bad, but very barbaric as I said. And your history is littered with much better examples."
"Q, it's been documented that no man can be tried for the sins and crimes of his forefathers," Picard stated.
"Tried? What a wonderful idea! You'll be tried... Now!" with a snap of his finger, the setting changed.
_______________________________
Ranma saw Q snap his fingers and his senses went on full alert. He felt Q's aura expand and surround him. As this happened, Ranma's mind raced to decipher what was happening and to formulate a counter to it. Before he could figure it out, his vision returned. What he saw made his jaw go slack.
Somehow, Q had transported them off the Enterprise to a strange looking setting. He wasn't sure, but it reminded him of the stories he read of the post-atomic horror courts. However, he wasn't about to go guessing something he couldn't confirm.
"Data, where are we?"
"I'd say from the surroundings and the excessive radioactive particles in the atmosphere that we are probably in the year 2079 just after the atomic horror."
"The question is what are we doing here?" Picard asked.
"I would guess we've been brought here for a trial," Data replied. "The ruling that prevented a person from being tried for the crimes of his people has not yet been made, allowing for Q's accusation."
"You are correct my android friend, that is exactly why you are here."
"All rise for the honorable Judge Q!" one of the gunmen yelled.
When they remained seated, another of the gunmen approached them and yelled, "He said on your feet!"
Seconds latter when continued to refuse, the gunman pointed his weapon at the ground and fired. This caused Ranma to go into automatic as he launched at the man and punched him back twenty feet. One of the other guards went to the beaten man and shot him.
"We're supposed to be tried in...," Ranma paused to look around in disgust. "This?"
"Yes human, you are." Q answered.
As he said this, a man in a fuzzy hat came up to them with a scroll and handed it to Picard.
"You will read the list of charges that have been brought against you."
Picard took the scroll and quickly scanned over it. After a minute, he stood up.
"I see no crimes against myself or my comrades."
"Actually, you'll see there is one that is for that young man Ranma. He's being charged with attacking me," Q said.
"That wasn't attacking since you started it," Ranma retaliated.
"Whatever. The point is you're a savage race and you'll never grow past that."
"If you do not believe we've grown, then what about a test?"
"A test? My you're a veritable fountain of good ideas. It's settled. You'll be given one chance."
"What kind of test do you have in mind?"
"A simple one. In fact I think this mission to Farpoint will do nicely."
"Farpoint? What does that have to do with this? How will we know if we've completed it?"
"Don't worry. You'll know that if you pass," Q said with a chuckle before snapping his fingers.
_______________________________
As Ranma felt the transport happen again, his mind subconsciously recorded every sensation.
'I'll figure you out Q! Just you wait!'
_______________________________
They reappeared right where they were before.
"Is everyone here?" Picard asked, worried that one of them might be kept as a hostage. Actually, he was more worried that Q might have kept Ranma since he was the one to attack him.
"Everyone's here sir," Ranma stated.
"Data, set a course for the Farpoint and Mister Saotome... I need to speak with you privately."
"Yes sir..." Data and Ranma chimed.
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"I've got a lot of questions and I'm not even sure where to begin. Let's start with the obvious...," Picard paused as he tried to figure out what was the obvious place. "I know. When Q first showed up and he tried to freeze you, I heard you shout something and then that twister shot out from where you were standing. What was that?"
"That... was a variation of a move I learned from a three-hundred year old Chinese Amazon..."
"You know I can have you court-martialed for lying."
"It's no lie sir."
"You expect me to believe a woman of three hundred years...," he paused to make sure Ranma realized that was one thing he didn't believe. "Taught you how to create and throw twisters... Is that right?"
"That's what happened sir. And that's not all she taught me."
"I'm sorry, but this doesn't fly with me young man."
"Sir, may I speak freely?"
"Of course. At this point, you'd better make sure to say everything you can say as I'm seriously considering having you searched for hidden weapons."
"That move isn't the only thing odd about my life sir. I wanted to tell you at a more leisurely time, but this is probably as good a time as any. Can you please call Commander Data in here?"
"Why?"
"Because he is an android, and he'll be able to verify what you can't see."
"Mr. Data, please report to me at once."
"Yes sir," came the response from the com. Seconds latter, Data entered.
"Thank you for coming Commander Data," Ranma calmly stated.
"Certainly."
"I want you to watch me carefully as I do this ok?"
"I shall do my best."
With that said, Ranma stood in a fighting position and charged his aura. Soon, his entire body began to glow with a strong blue haze.
"Don't be alarmed," Ranma gently stated as he saw the captain's expression. "Kachuu Tenshin Amaguri Ken!"
His fist shot out at nearly the speed of sound, causing Picard to jump back. It only took a minute, but finally Ranma stopped his demonstration.
"Data, can you please tell the captain how many punches that was?"
"Sir, Ranma has thrown exactly thirty-eight thousand, seven hundred ninety two punches. His exact time was fifty five seconds," as Data finished saying this, Picard experienced a face-vault for the first time in his life.
"What you're saying is impossible," Picard stated as he righted himself.
"Sir, it did happen."
"Well," Picard tried to put on a neutral face. "We'll talk some more later. For now, your free to return to duty."
"Thank you sir."
'I've got a lot to ask that young man...' Picard solemnly thought.
_______________________________
Well, I think this is where part one of this episode ends so I'll choose now to end mine. I haven't seen the episode Farpoint in almost five years so this is entirely from memory. If I got anything wrong, please email me and let me know. If it's serious enough, I'll get right on it and change it, as well as give credit to whomever helps out. Please be kind though.