SMST 10: Deep Space Moon! – By Ocramed

Disclaimer: SM, R1/2, ST and other genres belong to their respective owners.

Note: This is a multi-genre story.

Special Note: This story takes place during Seasons 1 through 3 of "Star Trek: Deep Space Nine". "The Ranma Trek Chronicles" takes place during Seasons 4 through 7.

Author's Note: This story is designed to be short, and will focus mostly on Sailor Moon, though Ranma Saotome (of "Ranma ½") will make a cameo from time-to-time. As always, C&C are welcomed.

Part 22

A week later…

Station Log, Stardate: 46925.1. We have been honored with a visit by a delegation of Federation ambassadors on a fact-finding mission to the wormhole. Fortunately, I have just the officer to take them off my hands.

"DABO!" Usagi said, as she raises her hand in celebration. "Woot, woot!"

"My dear Bunny, you are the maid of luck," said Betazoid ambassador Laxwanna Troi, as she collected her winnings.

Meanwhile, O'Brien, Dr. Bashir and Quark look at this scene from the bar in stunned belief.

"I didn't know that the good counselor was such a…'gambling queen'," Dr. Bashir said, as he took a sip from his drink.

"I did," O'Brien said.

"We'll, it's a good thing that business has been up of late, especially during this diplomatic conference," Quark said.

"Oh, that's right," Odo said, as he comes around.

"What are YOU doing here?" Quark asked.

"I am on the security detail, of course," Odo said. "And I expect that you won't over-charge our guests?"

"Why would I do that?" Quark replied. "Good word-of-mouth is much better at generating business than graft-"

"Ah!" Laxwana yelled, as a would-be thief attempted to run off with the ambassador's heirloom: a silver broach.

However, Usagi was much faster than one would believe, as she reached over to grab the thief by the collar without turning away from her gambling.

YANK!

"Hey!" yelled the thief.

"DABO!" Usagi yelled.

"Wow, she's fast," Dr. Bashir said.

"And richer," Miles said.

"Humph," Odo said, as he goes over to deal with the thief…

Later, while O'Brien performs a diagnostic analysis on the ship's power systems from Ops, Laxwana pays a visit.

"Mr. O'Brien, hello," Laxwana said, remembering that the Chief of Operations once served aboard the USS Enterprise-D. "How are you today?"

"Well, I am kind of busy, Ambassador Troi," O'Brien said. "We've been having vole problems chewing up the power conduits."

"Then, I will leave you to your work," Laxwana replied. "But, I am here to see Counselor Tsukino. I need to her assistance in handling a diplomatic matter that she might be more familiar with than I, and I was told that she would be in Ops."

"Actually, she's-"

"Ah," Usagi said, as she crawled out of the conduit with her latest basket full of voles, which were Cardassian rats. She was dirty, but none worse for wear.

"That should do it-"

"Oh, I didn't know you were busy, Usagi," Laxwana said.

"Ambassador?" Usagi asked.

"Ambassador Troi was looking for you," O'Brien said.

"Ah, okay," Usagi said, as she sets down the basket. "What's up?"

"I need consultation on a diplomatic matter, but I can see that you are busy helping Chief O'Brien-"

"Eh, I can spare some time," Usagi said. "I just didn't want the voles to be harmed while the new power conduits are being installed."

"We'll, I didn't know you were into animal welfare."

"Well, my name does mean 'Bunny', after all…"

Later, after a vole shorts out a key power conduit, Usagi and Laxwana are stuck in a turbolift…

Not that it'll stop the two of them from entertaining themselves.

"Okay, truth or dare," Laxwana said.

"Um…dare," Usagi replied.

"The ambassador of Octopoi Prime."

"Oh, please. I'm from Japan, Earth, where magical girls have to deal with demons and monsters with tentacles as a rite of passage."

"Then, you-"

"Let's just say that a normal human male has to be REALLY special in order to satisfy me…in bed."

"I see…"

"Okay, your turn."

"Um, truth."

"Ranma."

"Um…"

"Oh, come on. We agreed to this."

"Fine. Ranma and I had a relationship before I met Ian."

"Oh, okay," Usagi said, although she had suspicion that Laxwana was holding back some information, but decided to not to press the issue further.

Later, days later after the power was restored, Laxwana prepares to board her ship, which was bound for home.

"Thank you for entertaining me, my dear," Laxwana said, as she and Usagi performs the cheek kiss. "I really had a nice time."

"Well, anytime you want to stop by for some fun and games, let me know," Usagi said.

Just then, Ranma steps out of the airlock. Apparently, the ship that Laxwana was to use was the Enterprise-D.

"Well, I'm back," Ranma said.

"And speaking of 'fun-and-games'," Laxwana said, as she sashays over to Ranma, while encircling her arm around Ranma's. "Hello, my dear stallion."

"Huh?" Ranma replied, resulting in Usagi giggling.

A week later…

Station log, Stardate: 46922.3. We have identified the dead Klingon. His name was Hon-Tihl, First Officer of the Toh'Kaht. Why he died, and the cause of his ship's destruction, is still unknown.

Unknown at the time of the arrival of the Klingon, everyone aboard Deep Space Nine catches a telepathic virus from a dying Klingon, one that enacts extreme actions within everyone, save for Odo. Unfortunately, he was dealing with the menace that was Majin Sailor Moon.

"HOHOHOHOHOHO!" Majin Sailor Moon chortles, as she held Odo in a telekinetic grip, while her eyes glowed, in order to prevent him from using his shapeshifting abilities against her. "The Moon Princess has arrived…once again."

"Counselor, snap out of this," Odo said, noticing that Majin Sailor Moon had turned "Quark's" into a throne room of some kind, with a comatose Dax suspended on wires like a marionette. "This isn't YOU."

"On the contrary, it SHOULD be," the Moon Princess said. "For too long, I have allowed lower lifeforms to dictate things to me. Perhaps, it is time to take my place as the proper ruler of the Alpha Quadrant, if not the galaxy…"

Pause.

"Starting with Bajor!"

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" said Major Kira, as she walks into the bar.

"Oh, look. Major Kira thinks she can stop me."

"Stop you? I'll do more than that…"

A cylindrical object appears in her hand.

"Thanks to YOUR husband's training, you are not the only with some personal power…"

SNAP! Hzzzzz…

The blue-colored energy sword glows, as Kira begins to recall all the Force training she went through under Ranma's care.

"So, it's true," Majin Sailor Moon said. "Ranma did teach you Jedi training during the Cardassian Occupation."

"Among others," Kira said, as she suddenly disappeared to appear behind the Moon Princess. She then lowers her lightsaber for a powerful strike, only to be blocked when Majin Sailor Moon raised her right index and middle finger to block the attack.

BLAM!

"Ah, and Ranma taught you some Bene Gesserit techniques as well," Majin Sailor Moon said, as her monkey tail swished. "Face, I am WAY beyond your power."

"You forgot something, though," Kira said.

"And what's that?"

"I was also taught the most potent aspect of Ranma's training: how to use a villain's superiority complex against him…or her."

"…What?"

Odo picks up the anti-telepathic ray gun from the ground, the one that O'Brien had made up on the fly with Dr. Bashir's assistance, and discharged it.

FWAAAM!

"Ah!" Majin Sailor Moon yelled, as she was rendered unconscious.

"Now, to end this threat to Bajor," Kira said, as she was about to decapitate Majin Sailor Moon.

FWAAAM!

"Ugh!" Kira said, as she falls to the ground, now unconscious. As soon as she let goes of her lightsaber, it is rendered inactive.

Hzzzzz-snap!

"Sorry, Nerys," Odo said with a sigh, knowing that Kira, too, was under the influence of the telepathic virus. For once, he could use a drink…

A week later…

"So, you're saying that this Cardassian is none other than Gul Darhe'el, the supervisor of the Gallitep labor camp?" Commander Sisko asked.

"I'm SURE he is," Kira said. "His bio-signature matches to the one we have on file, and he has an illness that could have only come from Gallitep…"

Pause.

"He IS the Butcher, and the provisional government is prepared to make a request of the Federation for his extradition."

"And I do not have a problem with this," Sisko said. He then turned towards Counselor Tsukino.

"But you have a problem with this?"

"I am strictly speaking as a diplomat on this matter, sir," Usagi said.

"Oh, typical," Kira said.

"The fact of the matter is that Gul Darhe'el IS a celebrated hero within the Cardassian Union. And with the negotiations ongoing, to finalize the borders between the Federation and Cardassian being a delicate as they are, this matter should be conducted 'by the book'…"

Pause.

"And that means that Darhe'el should be afforded due process."

"That man butchered thousands of Bajorans during his watch, 'counselor'," Kira seethed. "And while he is sitting in Odo's cell, justice will continue to be denied-"

Just then, Odo enters Sisko's office.

"Constable, so, is our guest the Butcher of Gallitep?" Sisko asks.

"I'm afraid there might be some irregularities in Darhe'el's story," Odo said, as he hands his report to Sisko, who took a quick glance at Odo PADD device.

"This can't be right," Sisko said, as he hands the device over to Kira, who then took a look at it herself.

"Thanks to using Counselor Tsukino's contacts, I was able to get confirmation from my own people nevertheless."

"No, this can't be right," Kira said, as she shook her head violently. "This CAN'T be right."

"Then, you should speak to Darhe'el again, and get the truth of the matter," Sisko said. "After all, I DO want to handle this matter…by-the-book…"

The truth of the matter was that a file clerk under Gul Darhe'el, named Glinn Aamin Marritza, a Junior Officer in the Cardassian Guard, had used gene therapy and surgery to pose as Darhe'el, in order to pay for Darhe'el's crimes out of guilt for what had happened at the Gallitep labor camp. However, in spite of this, Kira, not wanting to frame an innocent man, decided to not press charges. Unfortunately, what Kira wanted didn't matter, when Marritza was assassinated by a family member of a victim of Darhe'el's cruel "management"…

A week later…

"I can't believe that my school is being targeted due to religious intolerance!" Keiko complained, as she prepares dinner for the family, with Usagi's help.

"Keiko, you know that the Bajorans have only recently become independent," Usagi said. "They are trying to reassert what makes Bajor Bajoran, free of non-Bajoran influence."

"But do they HAVE to include me and the children into their discussion?" Keiko said. "Besides, all I am trying to teach them, Bajoran and non-Bajoran alike the nature of the Bajoran Wormhole."

"I would think that calling the Prophets 'wormhole aliens' will help?"

"It sounds to me like you're taking Vedek Winn's side," Keiko said. "I would think that you would be a supporter of Vedek Bareil instead…"

Keiko was referring to the fact that with Opaka no longer Kai, the head of the religious order on Bajor, an election was taking place to fill that vacancy.

"I am, mostly because Bareil isn't against me starting up a Bene Gesserit chapter on the Bajoran moon of Jerrado."

"But…"

"But I'm a supporter of unbiased truth, my dear," Usagi said. "Yes, the Prophets are 'wormhole aliens', but they have guided Bajor since the discovery of the first Orb of the Prophets. It is their belief that has enabled their faith in their ability to overcome the Cardassian Occupation, and they will need that faith to heal their wounds FROM that occupation."

"Then, how should I teach, then?"

"You allow guest lecturers to come in and teach the subject, on both sides of the issue. Have you invited Vedek Winn or Vedek Bareil to speak to the students about any of this?"

"No, and I should have," Keiko said. "But, do you think, at this point, I should even try to extend a hand to Winn?"

"Leave that to me," Usagi said. "And don't worry, I won't embarrass the family."

"I…hope you don't," Keiko said, as she broke out into a sweat. "I don't need any more trouble…"

The next day, Usagi pays a visit to Vedek Winn…

"Ah, if it isn't the trouble-maker," Vedek Winn said with tight smile. "Please, Counselor Tsukino, come in…"

"Thank you, your grace," Usagi said. "I'm glad that you made time for me."

"Considering that I might have to deal with the likes of you for the foreseeable future, I like to get to know who I am dealing with."

"Okay, then I will get to the point of my visit," Usagi said.

"Have a seat," Winn said, as she and Usagi sat down in Winn's office. "Proceed."

"I want your permission to keep the Federation school free of politics, as well as allow the Bene Gesserit to continue its mission," Usagi said.

"Why would I want to allow that?" Winn said. "Besides, I am only one person."

"You are one person with a lot of supporters," Usagi said. "You words can carry a lot of weight."

"Well, that is generous of you to say that, but there is nothing that I can do."

"I see," Usagi said, as she fishes out a data chip (called a "Cardassian Isolinear Rod") from her purse. "I'll leave this copy of a report Commander Sisko had someone do."

"What's this?" Winn said with suspicion.

"Well, apparently, someone attempted to plant a bomb in my great-granddaughter's school, as well as set up an escape route if caught," Usagi said.

"Wait," Winn said, as her smile faltered a bit. "Mrs. Keiko O'Brien…is family?"

"Yes, she is. And I would hate to think what would happen if Ranma Saotome finds this out."

"Ranma…SAOTOME?"

"Yes. You know, Ranma, who spent many years on Bajor helping the Bajoran Resistance under Kai Opaka's tenure."

"I see…"

"Your Grace, all I ask is a chance for the relationship between the Federation and Bajor to work," Usagi said. "Now, I know that you want Bajoran values to prosper, so I have spoken with my great-granddaughter about this, and will be willing to adjust her lesson plan to accommodate your concerns. In fact, I even suggested to her to invite you as a guest lecturer."

"You are…willing to do this?" Winn asked.

"As I said, I want the relationship between the Federation and Bajor to work," Usagi said.

"Very well, I will consider it," Winn said with a nod. "But does this mean that you will no longer engage in your usual antics?"

"I think we should take things one step at a time, Your Grace…"

Tbc.