A Trek to the Hellmouth by Antonio Cabañas
Chapter 7
Disclaimer: Star Trek in all its incarnations and all related characters are property of Paramount Pictures. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters were created and are owned by Joss Whedon. Star Trek, and Star Trek: The Next Generation created by Gene Roddenberry. I'm only borrowing them for fun. Tony Castro and the USS Corsair were created by me, other adventures of her can be found in my site http://www.geocities.com/borg31de777/fanfic
E-mail: borg31de777@yahoo.es. I hope that the reviews will be more than the flames.
Spoilers: Buffy to season 4, Angel to season 1, although due to the nature of the story there is some spoilers to later seasons. Star Trek to Star Trek: First Contact, and to Deep Space Nine season 5.
Author Note: I have borrowed some concepts from the two Star Trek / Buffy crossovers by Scott Eiland, and from the story "Time Slayer", another Star Trek / Buffy crossover that I found in the net a few years ago.
I wish to thanks to my beta-reader Carycomix for his unappreciable help.
Summary: a month after the events of Star Trek: First Contact, remnants of Borg technology aboard the Enterprise launch the ship to the moment when Buffy destroyed Adam.
Caves near Lowell City. Mars. 2294
- Ghouls? The corpse-eating demons of the Arabian legends? -
- The same ones. And how do you know that? -
- I read a lot. - she paused, and then said - What are you? You are stronger and quicker than any human, and even a klingon would be hard-pressed against you. -
- I'm the Vampire Slayer. -
Tony lifted an eyebrow in a very vulcan-like fashion, incredulous. But then her face expression changed into a pensive expression and finally said:
- Ok. -
- You don't seem very surprised. -
- Look. -
She extended her left hand and swung the sword in the right hand, chopping her left hand in the process. A new hand grew in a few seconds, while the chopped hand quickly dissolved in a pool of stinking goo, leaving only the bones. Mariko, astounded, looked at Tony incredulously.
- I can do it with the head also, but the new head needs minutes to grow, and I hate to do something like that if it is not necessary. - then she added - It hurts a lot. -
- What... are... you? -
- It's a long story. But basically can be reduced to this: I was born in 1977, and I became a researcher in field of quantum mechanics, a failed experiment sent me 270 years forward in time. After that I discovered that an energy being had taken residence inside me and provides me with limited telepathic and telekinetic skills... and total immortality. I am 47 now, and I look no older than the day that the Enterprise rescued me, in fact I look even a bit younger. I can survive everything. I have been beheaded, chopped in pieces, disintegrated, I have even been eaten, and I always come back...-
Enterprise-E. Earth's orbit. Late spring 1999
-... If we look at it, with some perspective, I'm your opposite, Buffy. If you die, another will step forward to fill your place. There has been always a Slayer, even if the individual Slayers die. However, you don't know when you are going to die. -
- But you know. -
- Yes, I know the date of my death, October 3 2376, at 19:03. Less than three years from now. And there is nothing that I can do to prevent it. Death is your gift, and life is my curse. -
- I don't understand. -
- But you will. - she said, looking at Buffy as if she was talking to another person, somebody dear to her. - You will. - she repeated, a tear running down her cheek. Abruptly, she looked at Jean-Luc, and said. - Jean-Luc, explain to them about the Borg, please. I have something to do. -
Tony exited the holodeck. When she saw that nobody was in the corridor, she slumped against a wall and began to sob. Then Deanna also exited the holodeck.
- ... and this is all. The Borg will always search out the highest technology available. Do you know if there is some research center in Sunnydale? - said Riker, continuing the exposition that Picard had been unable to continue.
- I don't know, but I don't think so. There are the facilities of the University, but they are fairly standard. Almost every other important town in California has more advanced tech than us. For example, Sunnyvale has all that military stuff... - then she slapped her head - The Initiative! -
- Pardon? -
- Sorry, I had forgotten. The Initiative is... was a secret government project to study supernatural beings. One of the top brass of the project, Dr. Maggie Walsh, tried to build a supersoldier from human, demon and cybernetic parts. And you can guess what happened later. -
- The Frankenstein monster rebelled against its creators. -
- Exactly. It was a massacre. Fortunately, I could destroy Adam, how the Frankendemon was called, before he could implement his plans. He was going to release the demons that the Initiative had captured in order to start a carnage, so he could have a plentiful supply of pieces for his minions, built like him. -
- No, Deanna. I have assumed that I have few years before me. My problem is Buffy. -
- What's the problem? She seems to have accepted well what we are. -
- Her mannerisms, her personality, all about her, it's like I was in front the current Slayer. -
- Who is she? -
- Susana Johnson, my younger daughter. -
Sunnydale, CA
The stolen van crashed against the front of the computer store. The driver and her companion got out from the van and began to collect every piece of hardware that they could recover and to load them in the van. They moved spasmodically, and their skins were now emaciated and small spider-like mechanisms protruded from several places on their skin.
A road in Southern California.
The black car, that was carrying Angel, Wesley and Cordelia, was running toward Sunnydale. They were worried about the Cordelia's vision, as was reflected in their grim expressions. Cordelia was calling Buffy's home, but nobody answered.
Basement of Valentine Manor. Outskirts of Sunnydale CA
The human drones had ended their work on the first creature. As Adam, the creature skin was a patchwork of demon skin, human skin and metallic pieces. Adam then injected Borg nanoprobes in the bloodstream of the creature, and saw how the skin changed and the nanoprobes began to rebuild the cybernetic parts of the being. And a new drone joined the growing Collective.
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To be continued...
Chapter 7
Disclaimer: Star Trek in all its incarnations and all related characters are property of Paramount Pictures. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters were created and are owned by Joss Whedon. Star Trek, and Star Trek: The Next Generation created by Gene Roddenberry. I'm only borrowing them for fun. Tony Castro and the USS Corsair were created by me, other adventures of her can be found in my site http://www.geocities.com/borg31de777/fanfic
E-mail: borg31de777@yahoo.es. I hope that the reviews will be more than the flames.
Spoilers: Buffy to season 4, Angel to season 1, although due to the nature of the story there is some spoilers to later seasons. Star Trek to Star Trek: First Contact, and to Deep Space Nine season 5.
Author Note: I have borrowed some concepts from the two Star Trek / Buffy crossovers by Scott Eiland, and from the story "Time Slayer", another Star Trek / Buffy crossover that I found in the net a few years ago.
I wish to thanks to my beta-reader Carycomix for his unappreciable help.
Summary: a month after the events of Star Trek: First Contact, remnants of Borg technology aboard the Enterprise launch the ship to the moment when Buffy destroyed Adam.
Caves near Lowell City. Mars. 2294
- Ghouls? The corpse-eating demons of the Arabian legends? -
- The same ones. And how do you know that? -
- I read a lot. - she paused, and then said - What are you? You are stronger and quicker than any human, and even a klingon would be hard-pressed against you. -
- I'm the Vampire Slayer. -
Tony lifted an eyebrow in a very vulcan-like fashion, incredulous. But then her face expression changed into a pensive expression and finally said:
- Ok. -
- You don't seem very surprised. -
- Look. -
She extended her left hand and swung the sword in the right hand, chopping her left hand in the process. A new hand grew in a few seconds, while the chopped hand quickly dissolved in a pool of stinking goo, leaving only the bones. Mariko, astounded, looked at Tony incredulously.
- I can do it with the head also, but the new head needs minutes to grow, and I hate to do something like that if it is not necessary. - then she added - It hurts a lot. -
- What... are... you? -
- It's a long story. But basically can be reduced to this: I was born in 1977, and I became a researcher in field of quantum mechanics, a failed experiment sent me 270 years forward in time. After that I discovered that an energy being had taken residence inside me and provides me with limited telepathic and telekinetic skills... and total immortality. I am 47 now, and I look no older than the day that the Enterprise rescued me, in fact I look even a bit younger. I can survive everything. I have been beheaded, chopped in pieces, disintegrated, I have even been eaten, and I always come back...-
Enterprise-E. Earth's orbit. Late spring 1999
-... If we look at it, with some perspective, I'm your opposite, Buffy. If you die, another will step forward to fill your place. There has been always a Slayer, even if the individual Slayers die. However, you don't know when you are going to die. -
- But you know. -
- Yes, I know the date of my death, October 3 2376, at 19:03. Less than three years from now. And there is nothing that I can do to prevent it. Death is your gift, and life is my curse. -
- I don't understand. -
- But you will. - she said, looking at Buffy as if she was talking to another person, somebody dear to her. - You will. - she repeated, a tear running down her cheek. Abruptly, she looked at Jean-Luc, and said. - Jean-Luc, explain to them about the Borg, please. I have something to do. -
Tony exited the holodeck. When she saw that nobody was in the corridor, she slumped against a wall and began to sob. Then Deanna also exited the holodeck.
- ... and this is all. The Borg will always search out the highest technology available. Do you know if there is some research center in Sunnydale? - said Riker, continuing the exposition that Picard had been unable to continue.
- I don't know, but I don't think so. There are the facilities of the University, but they are fairly standard. Almost every other important town in California has more advanced tech than us. For example, Sunnyvale has all that military stuff... - then she slapped her head - The Initiative! -
- Pardon? -
- Sorry, I had forgotten. The Initiative is... was a secret government project to study supernatural beings. One of the top brass of the project, Dr. Maggie Walsh, tried to build a supersoldier from human, demon and cybernetic parts. And you can guess what happened later. -
- The Frankenstein monster rebelled against its creators. -
- Exactly. It was a massacre. Fortunately, I could destroy Adam, how the Frankendemon was called, before he could implement his plans. He was going to release the demons that the Initiative had captured in order to start a carnage, so he could have a plentiful supply of pieces for his minions, built like him. -
- No, Deanna. I have assumed that I have few years before me. My problem is Buffy. -
- What's the problem? She seems to have accepted well what we are. -
- Her mannerisms, her personality, all about her, it's like I was in front the current Slayer. -
- Who is she? -
- Susana Johnson, my younger daughter. -
Sunnydale, CA
The stolen van crashed against the front of the computer store. The driver and her companion got out from the van and began to collect every piece of hardware that they could recover and to load them in the van. They moved spasmodically, and their skins were now emaciated and small spider-like mechanisms protruded from several places on their skin.
A road in Southern California.
The black car, that was carrying Angel, Wesley and Cordelia, was running toward Sunnydale. They were worried about the Cordelia's vision, as was reflected in their grim expressions. Cordelia was calling Buffy's home, but nobody answered.
Basement of Valentine Manor. Outskirts of Sunnydale CA
The human drones had ended their work on the first creature. As Adam, the creature skin was a patchwork of demon skin, human skin and metallic pieces. Adam then injected Borg nanoprobes in the bloodstream of the creature, and saw how the skin changed and the nanoprobes began to rebuild the cybernetic parts of the being. And a new drone joined the growing Collective.
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To be continued...