STAR WARS-to-STAR TREK
"THE IMPOSSIBLE POWER"
By: Dan Bivens
Chapter Three
"Intruder…alert. Intruder…alert. Intruder…alert."
"Chekov, shut that damn thing off!"
"Aye, aye, Keptin!"
CAPTAIN'S LOG, SUPPLEMENTAL: Somehow, not even Mr. Spock could offer a satisfactory explanation as to exactly what…Force…had penetrated our protective shields to, apparently, attack my bridge crew directly. And this on top of the continued usage of incredibly strong laser blasts coupled with photon torpedo strikes that held a hell of a lot more pure power than our own. All of which pretty much brought the ENTERPRISE…my ship!…to her proverbial knees!
"Report!" loudly ordered Captain Kirk a split-second after Lt. Chekov had severed the software responsible for ship's computer verbally broadcasting its Intruder Alert warning in audible words.
Spock was in his seat and instigating internal sensor scans combined with continued external ones, while the rest struggled to return to their respective seats and stations. It would be Lt. Chekov who would first proffer a report.
"Keptin…all veapons are inactive! Shields are threatening to collapse!"
Next came Lt.-Commander Sulu's less-than-promising report from Helm…
"Captain, all Helm controls are offline! We're adrift!"
"Sir," quickly came Chief DeFalco's doubtful delivery via Navigations, "directional controls are no longer operable!"
Under such extreme circumstances, there was only a single solitary top officer on the bridge to which Captain Kirk could inevitably turn…
"Spock?"
Having already completed comprehensive sensor sweeps, not only in regards to the internal integrity of the various decks and bulkheads, but also consisting of nano-circuitry and micro-systems, Spock slowly looked at the extremely tense Kirk currently standing on the lower tier while leaning heavily against the separating railing.
"According to all internalized readings," said Spock as stoically as always with a lifting of a single slanted brow, "virtually every vital system, with the curious exception of life-support, has been obliterated at the level of nanochip connections. Most interesting. Such seems to have been accomplished completely without any sort of actual antipersonnel assault system from the extra-galactic craft."
"So you're saying, Mr. Spock," summed up Kirk as he quickly picked apart the half-Human/half-Vulcan's scientific statement, "that whatever took out Security, Helm, and Navigation had nothing to do with their weapons?"
As Spock replied, both slanted brows lifted languidly and his pointy-tipped ears twitched ever so slightly, "Precisely, Captain. It would seem that this lone occupant on the bridge of this extremely alien ship has the capability of calling upon strong telekinetic type power the likes of which we have not experienced in a still-physical person since…"
Spock purposely allowed his declaration of past certitude trail away. Both he and Captain Kirk could still vividly envision the events from approximately seven years earlier. An incredible incident involving none-other-than: Lt.-Commander Gary Mitchell.
Though Kirk never verbally expressed such, it was quite clear, even to Spock, that he appreciated his Science Officer's almost Human moment of sympathetic discretion in regards to his commander and friend's feelings.
"Is there any way to protect ourselves from such an impossible power, Spock?" Kirk at last asked after staring for a seeming eternity at the viewscreen's display of the much larger vessel closing on the ENTERPRISE's no longer maneuverable spatial position.
It almost seemed as if Commander Spock, supposedly passionless, even after all that had happened to him after his recklessly carried out mind meld with V'Ger mere days before, purposely paused. But just long enough for Kirk to turn back and look into his dark Vulcan eyes prior to speaking in reply.
"No, Captain," Spock said with a shallow shake of his head. "According to external sensor sweeps, tightly directed at said ship and its soul occupant, his power surpasses even such as the noncorporeal Organians. Moreover…it would seem that this 'person' is completely capable of canceling out all Life by his very real physical presence."
"Meaning," said Kirk while struggling to understand, "that if he were to come into bodily contact with any of us…anywhere on the ENTERPRISE…we would all die?"
"Yes, Captain," nodded Spock staidly. "Such would also be the case should he physically descend to any Federation world."
Spock needed not elaborate, as Captain Kirk clearly comprehended the magnitude of monstrous dynamism in this single, solitary life form from a far, far away spiral galaxy. Spinning on booty-covered heel in the exact direction of Communications…
"Uhura, send a subspace scrambled message to all starships in or near this Sector. Tell them…we're in trouble. All of us. Everyone…and every thing."
"Hahahahaha, haaa!" evilly laughed Darth Nihilus from the grandiosity, in size and structure, of his red illuminated bridge atop the tower overlooking the enormity that made up his capital ship. All of space easily seen through the panoramic arrangement of viewing windows surrounding said bridge area. "I sense a small, insignificant disturbance in The Force. Apparently a sole person on their bridge has psionic power remotely admirable and otherwise worthy of my supreme apperception. Spock…shall fulfill my narcissistic needs, billions of years lost to me in my own extremely distant galactic plane. And, then…I shall rule all! Heheheheh, hehhhhh!"
END OF CHAPTER 3