Location: Federation Outpost Deep Space Nine.

Year: 2374

Throughout the night, the three talked and enjoyed each other's company as the lengthy tale continued.

"Sho… so, You had Data go to the Engine room?" Dax slurred.

"What? Ohh yeah… sorry, we where talking about something else" Alison laughed.

"What? Ohh, I must have fallen asleep. What happened?"

"Fallen asleep? You where talking… Ohh forget it. Umm, yeah. Data went to stop the core-core breach, but I knew that in between him, him and the engine room where possibly many bad guys. Sho… so I had to create a diversion. Ha-ha! I thought, that holodeck thingy!" Swaying slightly. She looked up the ceiling and smiled as she continued. "But nope-nope-nope! Too obvious! Wow! My fingers are really long! Have you seen this?"

"The story?" Dax laughed.

"Ohh.. Where was I? Ohh yes, the Holodeck. I didn't know who to make the thing work… So I had an evil plan… ssshhh… don't tell anyone!" Cole said with a laugh. "I-I needed, I need some food. Wait no, I needed them in a place where I could control…"

Location: Federation Starship USS Enterprise NCC-1701-D

Year: 2371

Agreeing with the Android, Data; on a way to save the ship was difficult as it appeared that he had been over protective of the her. However, over the years, she had found a talent of controlling males in a way which made it possible for her to do what ever she had wanted and making it appear as if it was their idea. Yet the android Data, seemed immune too her abilities, all that remained was pure logic since he was the only one capable of stopping the warp core breach, leaving her the task of distracting the Maquis into following her into the one place she could easily defend.

Upon the bridge of the Enterprise, the salvage crew seemed to be distracted as they stood together in a corner seemingly discussing something away from the ears of the command staff.

"Something is wrong" Deanna Troi said slowly. "Their tension level has jumped"

"If we can get out of this force field.. We can over take them" Worf smiled.

"No! something is different" Picard replied.

"You are correct Captain. A team has failed to report as scheduled"

"How could you know that Alara?" Picard said.

"I have been trained in the art of lip reading Captain"

"What do you see?"

"To me it makes no sense, something called a Warp Core Breach. Wait… they have a ship in the main hanger? Sickbay team has failed to report in" Alara said softly.

"Data?" Geordie replied quietly.

"A possibility Mister La Forge. They mention the android in great detail. They are sending four teams of two to search for him, they are greatly stressed"

"I feel that to Captain" Troi said slowly. "But there is something else, two teams have also failed to report in. they are talking about a woman…" Slowly, a slight one sided smile crept across the young princess's face as he looked at the Captain. "She's alive"

"Who? Alison?"

"Yes… they are sending something called… Nausicaan?"

"Captain, if they have a Nausicaan on board…" Crusher said slowly.

"Not one Doctor, three!"

"I have a feeling that Miss Cole can handle it. Isn't that right Alara?"

"I do not know about those creatures Doctor, however, Major Cole is quite adaptive and intuitive in her work" Alara said slowly.

"More the that Jean-Luc, she's an Augment"

"What?" Picard whispered in shock.

"That is why I came up here, those abnormalities in her D.N.A. No doubt, she's been genetically altered" Crusher said quietly.

"Is this true?"

"Yes Captain Picard. I have known for quite some time, that is why I chose her as my personal guard. Her strength, agility, intelligence have all been augmented artificially through genetic engineering, is that a problem Captain?"

From the speakers around the bridge, a familiar voice rang out as Alara looked up at the ceiling with a slight smile on his face before he turned back too Picard with a slight nod on his face.

"Is this thing on? Okay… attention Lieutenant Commander Daniel Aaron Peterman. Your time is up, release the command staff and surrender. You have NO other choices"

"What? Who is this?" Peterman yelled in shock.

"Just a fly in the ointment Hans, a Monkey in the wrench… a pain in the ass!" The stern female voice called out.

"What? Who are you?" He repeated once more.

"Call me, call me Roy! What's the matter Peterman, don't you understand? Okay… my name is… McClane!"

"Who the hell is she?" He glared directly at Picard.

"To you, she is death!" Alara declared. "A trained soldier… she will not stop, she will not rest, she will not eat until you and your group are gone. Your best option is to surrender now… while your heart still beats!"

"Dan, I've got her location" Called out a Bajoran. "Deck Ten, forward!"

With a dark smile, he walked towards the force field holding the command staff hostage as he spoke with deep and powerful voice.

"Send two of our Nausicaan friends down there… tell them to have some fun!"

"That's just cruel" Replied a human.

"Done… they're on their way!" Smirked the Bajoran.

"That will not do you any good Mister Peterman… McClane, is a highly trained counter terrorist operative. She's been working for Starfleet for years. We where escorting her back to Earth after a successful assignment on Janus VI… she was sent in alone to quell the uprising" Picard smiled.

"There was no uprising on Janus VI!" Peterman laughed. "It's a mining colony"

"As far as you know Dan!" Riker smirked. "Those Nausicaan soldiers of your won't even slow her down. Your best bet is too surrender, while you still can. Think of your wife and children, don't you want to get home to them for Christmas?"

"My wife and children are dead Riker, as for Miss McClane… well, we'll see!"

Striding down the corridors towards the bar area known as Ten-Forward, a large seven foot Nausicaan entered the large hub of the crew's off duty activity, illuminated by the bar itself and a large console on the wall behind the bar as a soft human female voice called out to him.

"My god, you're one ugly…"

"Hew-maan!" He growled.

"Take a seat, I was just in the middle of something" The soft voice called out once more.

Unsheathing a large serrated dagger with his left hand, the huge alien creature slowly walked towards her as his boots fell heavy on the deck plating below him as she spoke.

"Funny thing about Alcohol, in the correct mixture it can be a most pleasurable experience. Nothing like a cold drink on a hot day to quell one's thirst. Yet in the wrong mixture, it can create a number of effects. Tell me, what species are you?"

"I am Nausicaan" He declared with pride.

"My, you are a big fellow, aren't you. What do you weigh?"

"Enough too crush your bones into dust" He growled as he stood before the bar.

"Ohh, so formal. One thing you should know, Nausicaan. I like to enjoy life and all of it's pleasures. Take for example this drink, a mixture of Whiskey, what appears to be Saki with ice and Cola, a very pleasurable experience. I did not know what you enjoy, so I made a selection of beverages from what I could identify here. Would you join me?" Alison replied with a smile.

"You must surrender Hew-maan!" He growled. "The alternate will not be pleasant for you"

"Ohh, I love a man who takes charge. I assume you are a male? Don't tell me your females are as ugly as you are, no offence"

Slowly, she picked up one of the eight small glasses on the bar before her and drank the liquid without taking her eyes off the large creature before her. Standing almost two feet taller then her, he smiled as she slid a glass towards him. Picking up the small glass, he raised it towards his nose before he smelled the contents and nodded slightly as he drained the glass and carefully placed it down on the illuminated bar before him.

"Do you see? No reason why we can not be civilised. Another?"

As he nodded, her left hand slipped under the bar as he raised his blade towards her throat with a dark grin. Slowly, with two fingers, she raised her hand to show only an empty glass in her hand.

"This is something different. I must shake the contents before serving… ever try a Martini?" She smiled once more.

Placing the empty glass on the bar before her, Alison picked up two half filled glasses of clear liquid and poured them into one before sliding the dry empty glass over the one containing the mixing liquid as he watched with interest while his tongue ran over his lips in anticipation of the next drink. Shaking the two glasses, the liquid mixed and turned a misty green colour as she smiled slightly before throwing it onto the bar before her causing it too shatter and explode with a brilliant white light which instantly stunned the large alien. Leaping over he bar, she slammed both of her feet into his chest throwing him backwards onto the floor hard. Landing besides him, Alison grabbed his long dark hair before punching him with all of her strength in the side of his head, instantly sending him unconscious. Shaking her hand, she stood with a smile as she spoke.

"Stupid ass, damn that hurt!"

Her senses overwhelmed by the blinding flash had begun too return as a second shadow exploded into the room and bolts of green energy exploded on the deck plating before her, jumping out of the way of the explosive blasts on the deck plating, she pulled over a table for shelter while heavy footsteps entered the bar area from the opposite side, a door she had forgotten to secure. Peering over the table, she sighed as yet another large Nausicaan entered the room with a large weapon in his right hand, firing at her repeatedly. 'What is this, a tag team?' She whispered to herself. Picking up the metallic table, she held it before her as a shield as she ran towards the second large alien as he fired wildly at her makeshift shield. 'Oh god! I hope this table holds together!' she thought as the blasts continued until a heavy thud against the flat metallic table sent the large alien slamming into the closed doors behind him. Throwing the table away, she stood picked up the alien by his legs and threw him into the centre of the room as a warm feeling of blood trickled down from her left leg.

"You asshole, this ain't my uniform!" She yelled to the second Nausicaan as he scrambled too his feet.

Standing six inches taller then the first Nausicaan a clear two and a half feet above , she looked up into his dark eyes as she sighed deeply and nodded.

"I tell you what… put down the gun and loose the knife. Make it fair" Alison said with a cocky attitude.

Recently discovering the truth about herself, everything had begun to fall in place about her enhanced strength, intelligence and her seemingly unnatural ability too heal. From the age of six years old, she received monthly injections of medications for ten years after an illness which almost cost her, her life. In her early adult life, she had heard rumours of a man named only Khan who held such strength and intelligence that he and a small group of others almost took over the Planet Earth only to disappear. Since her Prince, Alara; had informed her of the truth, everything about her fell into place.

"You have done this?" The large alien said.

"What him? Couldn't handle his drink. I tell you what, why not leave now… this ship must have lifeboats. Take one, I'll never say anything. The alternative is much more… undesirable"

"He was young and inexperienced. This was his first raid Human, you will pay for this, with your blood!" Growled the large alien.

"Okay!"

Almost instantly, the large alien threw a powerful punch into her jaw which sent her flying across the room and crashed into a table. Growling with satisfaction, he ran towards her before grabbing her left leg by the wound and threw her once again across the room as she slammed into a wall. gasping for air, she stumbled to her feet as she shook her head with as light smile.

Location: Federation Outpost Deep Space Nine.

Year: 2374

Smiling into his remaining glass of Blood Wine, Worf swayed slightly as Dax spoke with concern in her voice.

"Sounds like you could not handle him"

"What? No! Division, distraction, diversion…" Worf laughed into his drink.

"What?"

"It's simple Jadzia, Division… I took out one Nausicaan with what used to be called 'A Flash-Bang!' Distraction… we fought…"

"And diversion?" Replied Dax with a smile.

"I had an Ace in the hole! You see, by this time, Data was on his way down to Engineering. If he was able to show emotion, I'd say he was pissed… real pissed!"

"Drunk?" Dax said with confusion.

"Sorry, 20th century vernacular. Annoyed, angry… do you follow?"

"Follow who, what are you talking about?"

"I mean… do you understand?"

"Ahh, yes I do!"

"Well, moving on… Damn this drink is good. Got anymore?"

"Some" Worf smiled.

"Once you finish your… lengthy tale" Dax laughed.

"Ahh, point made and taken… anyway, data was heading down to engineering while I was taking a beating from the large Nausicaan. I missed have pissed him off, because I wouldn't stay down. I was being punched, kicked and thrown around the room.. Not in a good way" She smiled as Worf laughed.

Blushing slightly, Dax stood and walked towards the next room as Alison continued with her tale while she returned with a bottle of misty blue liquid and poured out a glass for the three of them.

"… What is this?"

"Romulan Ale!" Dax laughed.

"I thought that was Illegal? Who cares… where was I? Ahh yes… Data!"