Category: Star Trek Voyager

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Star Trek: Voyager and all things contained therein are the property of Paramount and Viacom. I will receive no profit from this story.

Author: Raven

Summary: This is the ongoing sequel to Resistance Is Futile. It's been a month since Seven of Nine has recovered from her re-assimilation. She is fully healed and has returned to her duties. Though appearing to be back to her usual form, she is distracted by images of experiences she has no recollection of.

Title: Resistance Is Futile Pt. 2

ACT EIGHT

FADE IN:

EXT. KOVARI PLANET

INT. KOVARIAN MEDICAL FACILITY.

B'Elanna is held down to a gurney with restraints to her ankles and wrists for trying to escape several times.

B'ELANNA
(struggling and enraged)
If you harm my baby, I'm going to rip your
hearts out and shove them down your throats!

The Kovarians don't acknowledge their patient's threats. They merely continue to take readings from her expanded stomach.

B'ELANNA
What's wrong...don't you people know how
to talk? Or are you too stupid to understand
anything!

Still no reply. Instead they take a long, sharp, narrow object and begin to penetrate her abdomen. She yells out in pain.

B'ELANNA
What are you doing? My baby! You're killing
her! Stop! Ugh!

An alarm sounds off indicating some sort of distress. A masked Kovarian approaches the patient and presses a button on his wrist causing B'Elanna to lose consciousness.

Meanwhile Tom and the rest of the abductees have regained consciousness and are joined by a multitude of different species.

INT. KOVARIAN RECREATION ROOM

Surrounded by Bolians, Kazons, O'Campans, Talaxians, Cardassians, Hirogens, Vidiians, Komars, Alsaurians, Tauresians, Krennims, Klingons, Brunalis and more, Tom tries to gather information as far as where his wife is being held. To his surprise, he discovers an underground force of natives trying to undermine the Kovarian government. He is brought to a small opening in the ground and meets with the head of the Underground Movement.

INT. UNDERGROUND HEADQUARTERS

TOM
My name is Tom Paris, I'm from the Federation
Starship Voyager. My wife and I along with ten
other crewmen were abducted. We're expecting
a child next month. They've taken her away.
Will you help me find her?

A masked male approaches Tom. He removes his head garment and to Tom's surprise, a figure resembling a human being is revealed. The Movement's leader communicates with Tom by means of telepathy, thus without any movement from his mouth.

ROSTOR
I'm Rostor, leader of the Movement. Before we
help you, we must remove your tag. Most
likely you are being tracked.

TOM
The collar. Yes, please do, it's a bit constricting.

A device is activated and the collar unclaspes and falls to the ground.

ROSTOR
We will help you now.

TOM
I'm curious, what do you want in return?

ROSTOR
An ally. We want to take over the government
and free those who are here against their will.
Our Movement is small but strong. We've
got spies deep in the inside waiting for
orders to undermine the Kovarian's plans.
All we need is the firepower from a Star
Ship to back us up. If what your saying is
true about your vessel, Voyager can help us
defeat them.

TOM
I'm sure my Captain will be eager to join you.

ROSTOR
First we need to return you to the rest of your
group before you're missed. Put this
collar on. It's a communication device,
it'll help you contact us telepathically. We'll be in
contact with you as soon as we have rescued
your wife. In the meantime, try to get more
people to join our alliance. As soon as your
mate is safe, we'll let you contact your vessel
and begin to coordinate an attack.

TOM
Sounds like a plan.

INT. KOVARIAN GUEST QUARTERS

While Seven and Chakotay continue to look for a means of escape, they are visited by several masked technicians. One of the staff activates a keypad on his arm, which causes a surge to Seven's collar. She responds with a groan while grabbing at her neck. Chakotay runs over to her and protests in her defense.

CHAKOTAY
Stop it! You're hurting her. What do you want
from us?

A voice finally responds ordering Chakotay to procreate with Seven. He is warned if he doesn't comply, they will both be forced to undergo an unpleasant surgical procedure in which extractions would take place leaving them disfigured or dead.

Reluctantly Chakotay complies with the demand as the power surge to Seven's collar is ceased. Soon afterward, the medical staff vacate the room.

CHAKOTAY
(holding her in his arms)
Seven...are you okay?

SEVEN
(regaining composure)
Yes...I will recover.

CHAKOTAY
You were right about them wanting us for
reproduction. If I didn't agree to it, they would
have killed you.

A small smile forms on Seven's face.

CHAKOTAY
(curious)
What is it?

SEVEN
Hmm...death...or procreation with the man
I love.

CHAKOTAY
Well...when you put it that way, why am I
resisting?

SEVEN
(smirking)
Resistance is futile.

CHAKOTAY
(smiling)
I was hoping you'd say that.

After several hours, both subjects wake up in each others arms with looks of satisfaction on their faces regardless of their captivity.

CHAKOTAY
(breathless and fatigued)
Seven...that was incredible!
(beat)
How do you feel?

SEVEN
(breathing heavily)
I'm not certain. I have never felt so...

CHAKOTAY
(interrupting)
Out of control?

SEVEN
Yes.

CHAKOTAY
Did you enjoy the experience?

SEVEN
(flirting)
In order for me to make that determination, we'll
have to engage in this activity on a frequent
basis. You will comply.

CHAKOTAY
(smiling)
I'd thought you'd never ask.

They lay there, bodies entangled, fatigued by their previous acts, exchanging kisses for several hours until they fall into a peaceful slumber.

EXT. DELTA FLYER (LEAVING VOYAGER'S SHUTTLE BAY)

INT. DELTA FLYER

TUVOK
Delta Flyer to Voyager.

JANEWAY
(V.O. bridge)
Go ahead Delta Flyer.

TUVOK
The triaxilating shielding is working. We're
entering the planet's atmosphere and have
located a landing site away from the city.

JANEWAY
(V.O)
Good work Commander. Report back once
you've apprehended a native.

TUVOK
Understood. Delta Flyer out.

The Doctor is busy scanning for a suitable specimen.

DOCTOR
You know Commander, this won't be as easy
as it sounds. We need to find a pure Kovarian
among this multi-diverse civilization.

TUVOK
Perhaps we can adjust your medical tri-corder to
scan for impurities, such as cross species genetic
mutations.

DOCTOR
Thank you Mr. Tuvok that just may work.

The Delta Flyer avoids detection and lands in a tropical environment covered in lush greenery, which aids in concealing the Federation shuttle. Both Tuvok and the Doctor begin their trek towards the nearby village and begin their search.

INT. KOVARIAN MEDICAL FACILITY

B'Elanna is gently woken up by a two Kovarian guards who communicate telepathically. They inform her not be afraid and explain that they are part of an underground movement and have been sent by her husband to rescue her and their baby. They first remove her collar and un-strap her bindings. When B'Elanna's hands are free, she grabs for her stomach and is grateful for her enormous size. They quickly exit the facility and vanish from the surface and re-appear underground below the city where she is reunited with Tom.

INT. UNDERGROUND HEADQUARTERS

B'ELANNA
I never thought I'd be so happy to see this
beach ball of a stomach.

TOM
I thought for sure I'd lost you and the baby.

B'ELANNA
That'll never happen flyboy. You're stuck with
us forever.

TOM
You don't know how happy that makes me.

They share a brief kiss filled with relief and joy. Tom breaks off their embrace and introduces his wife to their new friends.

TOM
B'Elanna, I'd like you to meet Rostor.
He's in charge of the underground movement.
With Voyagers help, we're going to help
them undermine the government and put a stop
to these abductions.

B'ELANNA
What about the prime directive?

TOM
What about it? We were abducted against our will.
In my opinion our violation supercedes the prime
directive.

B'ELANNA
You've got a point. Have you heard anything about
Chakotay and Seven?

TOM
Just that they're being held in the main reproductive
compound in the heart of the city. It won't be easy
getting to them.

An alarm sounds off as a group of movement members approach.

MOVEMENT MEMBER
Rostor...they've discovered the girl missing. The
city is on a full wide-scale alert. They must
remain here or they will be terminated.

ROSTOR
I agree. Now's a good time to contact your
vessel. Your transmission will most likely be
ignored with all the activity taking place. You
may use this triaxal transmitter.

TOM
Triaxal transmitter? Isn't that Borg technology?

ROSTOR
Yes, we obtained the schematics from the Borg
but altered the parameters for our use.

B'ELANNA
I'm curious...what else did you assimilate from
the Borg?

ROSTOR
You'd be surprised. When things have died
down, we'll be more than happy to exchange
technology with you.

B'ELANNA
I'm looking forward to it.

Tom is taken to the communication device and makes contact with Voyager. After explaining the Kovarian's actions to date, Captain Janeway is more then eager to join the underground movement. With the knowledge of the Delta Flyer on the surface, their coordinates are passed on to Tuvok so B'Elanna can be returned to Voyager safely. Tom has agreed to remain on the surface to recruit allies and help coordinate a strategy to overtake the government.

INT. KOVARIAN GUEST QUARTERS

The bed sheets are rumpled from the previous night of passion. With a satisfied expression on his face, Chakotay wakes up and extends his arm to reach his beloved ex-drone only to feel the smooth fabric of the sheets. The First Officer opens his eyes, turns over on his side and notices that Seven is no longer there. Worried, he calls out her name, but hears no response. Chakotay quickly clothes himself and notices that Seven's garment is still there. He heads for the door, tries to open it, but realizes it is locked from the outside. Fearing the worst he begins to yell, hoping to be heard. The door suddenly opens and a group of technicians appear. Chakotay's lunges at the masked individual as his collar is activated, thus rendering him unconscious once again.

FADE OUT:

END OF ACT EIGHT

To Be Continued...