Meanwhile, in holodeck 01...
"Uggghhhhhh..." Janeway moans as she stands up on her shaking legs, she makes her way to the holodeck entrance and exits out into the corridor.
"Captain... to... everyone..." she starts as she slaps her hand towards her combadge, she misses, twice.
"Damn it...!" she curses "useless piece of crap... we need bigger ones..."
Boom. the floor shakes under her feet.
"Uh-oh!" she reacts.
Boom...! boom...! boom...! more shakes follow.
"Here we go again..." Janeway rolls her eyes.
BOOM...! BOOM...! BOOM...! the shakes get larger as Chakotay, in all his plump glory, comes slowly walking around the corner, each short step creating a small earthquake throughout the ship around him, his tired eyes light up when he spots Janeway.
"Kathryn!" he greets her by her first name "I've been looking everywhere for you! we need to discuss something important, thank goodness I found you."
"Why didn't you ask the computer to find me?" Janeway asks.
"...because." Chakotay shrugs "I wanted to find you myself."
"Well you could've saved us both a lot of trouble." Janeway groans with a roll of her eyes "but it doesn't matter now, what's done is done, come, I need you to help me."
"Ooh! okay, what do you need help with?" Chakotay asks, praying as hard as he can that it's sex, because he's the only religious man on board and is an old fucking creep that's been perving on Janeway since Day One.
"Keeping up on my feet for one..." Janeway breathes as she leans heavily against the wall, turning to look down the other direction of the corridor "the other thing is finding Seven."
"Uh, okay, go on..." Chakotay says as he slowly leans over to try to stare at her ass while she's distracted.
"She attacked me, which can only mean that she's either being mind-controlled, or it was an imposter." Janeway concludes "in either case, we need to find her, right now."
"Of course, as you command." Chakotay responds, clearly just half-listening at this point.
"Call a security team, actually, make that all the security teams." Janeway orders "and ask the computer to track down Seven, though I imagine she's ditched her combadge long ago."
"Uh-huh..." Chakotay nods slowly.
"Are you even listening?" Janeway asks, turning her head just in time to see Chakotay straighten up.
"Yes, Captain! I caught every word." he assures her nervously.
"Hrmph, fine." Janeway lets it slide "anyway, tell me quickly before we head out, what was it you were wanting to discuss?"
"Huh?" Chakotay's clueless "oh! yes, I was on the bridge, minding my own business, when suddenly, I was possessed by an evil spirit! really, I was! I don't know exactly what it made me do, it kinda wiped my memory of the event afterwards, but I could detect the lasting traces of it's spiritual energy, and I had apparently ordered Tuvok and Neelix under arrest while under it's control, it also spilled my chicken, other than that I don't think it did anything else, it only had me for a couple of minutes, anyway, I was thinking that we should track the spirit down before it possesses somebody else."
"Chakotay, I don't have time to deal with your bullshit right now." Janeway rolls her eyes "we can go searching for your imaginary spirits later, right now we need to find mind-controlled Seven, understand?"
"Okay." Chakotay nods contently.
"Good, now carry me!" Janeway orders as she switches from leaning against the wall of the corridor to leaning against the wall of Chakotay's body, the fat perv is all too happy to grope her ass for 'support' as he holds her steady, helping her walk along.
Meanwhile, back in sickbay...
"I have finished...!" Seven announces weakly as she disables the phaser, chucking it aside.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Seven shuts her eyes as the cyan lighting finally gets a proper grip on her and condenses into her chest, as she collapses her hand racks across the buttons on the side of the capsule.
Tssshhh. the top of the capsule sounds as it opens up.
"Seven!? are you alright!? Seven!?" the Doctor calls from his helpless spot in his chair.
"Ugh, *deep breath*... sorry to tell you, Doc, but Seven's gone away again, now there is only Harry!" Seven laughs darkly as she lifts herself up off the floor.
"Damn it! come on, I'm dying here-!" the Doctor cuts off aruptly, staring at something beyond Seven.
"What? what is it?" Seven asks confused, she turns to see Harry's body, very much alive, sitting straight up and staring at her with blank, soulless eyes.
"...oh." Seven says awkwardly "uh, hello?"
Harry doesn't answer.
"Do you understand me?" Seven asks.
Harry doesn't answer.
"...I come in peace, all I want is to learn more about you." Seven claims.
"He's lying!" the Doctor shouts "he was going to kill you, along with me!"
"Shut up!" Seven snaps at the Doctor "I'm trying to commu-*BAM*-OW!" she reacts as Harry suddenly strikes her in the back of the head, she whips around immediately to find Harry pulling his fist back for another punch, he throws it at her and she catches it, she then crushes it, breaking all of the brittle little bones in Harry's fingers with ease, because he's just the body of Harry Kim and she's the body of motherfucking Seven of Nine.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Harry screams in pain as he pulls back away, falling onto his side and weeping into the bedding of the capsule.
"Hey...!" Seven grins, punching Harry in the stomach once and watching him writhe in pain "this is actually pretty fun! I should just kill you like this, bare-handed style!"
"No! you can't die! fight back!" the Doctor begs.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! magenta lightning instantly explodes from Harry's chest and shoots directly into Seven's.
"Noooooo!" Seven screams in horror as she struggles to pull away "don't-! no-! I can't handle you AND her...! AHHHHHH!"
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! more zapping happens as the cyan lightning is suddenly pushed out into the center of the magenta lighting, both brightly colored energies were struggling furiously against each other while also desperately trying to force their way into Seven's chest, Seven's eyes narrow with determination as she reaches out and grabs each of the energies, the cyan one in her left hand and the magenta one in her right, pulling them away from her and keeping them at arm's length, they continue to zap aggressively at each other while trying to release themselves from Seven's hands, which they shock repeatedly, quickly covering them with burns and wreaking havoc on her nerves, despite this Seven refuses to let either of them go, and with a groan of effort raises the cyan one up above her head, she looks at it one last time and growls three words.
"Resistance, is, futile."
With that, she slams the cyan lightning down against Harry's body's chest, and almost as if it had no choice, it immediately flows into him, every last worthless bit of it, leaving Seven standing with just the magenta lightning in her other hand, she then turns to it and speaks four words.
"This one, is irrelevant."
She throws it to the floor and steps firmly on top of it, going into a short speech.
"I am Lieutenant Commander Seven of Nine, you will surrender this battle and depart from my ship, or I will add your physiological distinctiveness to the Doctor's sample collection, you already know from witnessing firsthand that resistance is futile."
Seven then lifts her foot a little and watches as the magenta lightning runs away, most likely to abandon ship as quickly as possible.
Epic silence.
"I believe it will not return to bother us again, Doctor." Seven announces "the ship has been saved."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!" the Doctor screams quietly in awe at the awesomeness that had just gone down before him.
"Ugh...!" Harry groans weakly as he starts to sit up.
Shoosh. the doors open and Janeway, Chakotay, and a security team of about twelve guards peek in cautiously.
"There she is!" Janeway points to Seven "shoot her with the weakest stun setting of all, just enough to subdue her!"
"Captain, wait! hold your fire!" the Doctor breaks out of his awed state "I believe I can explain everything now, well, pretty much everything..."
After pretty much everything had been explained...
"Where do you think this alien being came from?" Chakotay asks.
"It came from a cloud...!" Harry snaps from his place against the wall with phaser rifles pointed into his back "a nearby cloud of gas, that was it's home."
"Then be sure to mark it down in the databanks." Janeway orders nobody in particular.
"What should we do about Ensign Psycho?" Chakotay asks, glancing towards Harry with disgust "would you like me to kill him? because I'd do it, no questions asked, just give the word."
"Ho-ho-ho, maybe there's roots for a blood-feud after all." Janeway laughs.
"Excuse me?" Chakotay's confused.
"Nevermind, just a little joke between me and Harry." Janeway waves him off "anyway, I think a little outburst like this can be forgiven, let Ensign Kim keep his life, hell, let him keep his rank while he's at it."
"What!?" Chakotay leads reactions of surprise and protest "but he tried to kill us all!"
"Yes, and continuing with his current life was his worst nightmare, correct?" Janeway asks, glancing to the Doctor and Seven "so why not just give him that?"
"I completely agree, Captain, continuing the miserable life he wanted to escape is the most perfect punishment available, I barely could've made a better decision myself." the Doctor agrees, folding his arms and smiling smugly, Seven however was not so accepting.
"Ensign Kim has proved himself a danger to the ship and it's crew." Seven protests "it would be prudent to prevent him from attaining another opportunity to do so, I suggest confining him to the brig, with the minimum nutrition and exercise required to keep him in fair health, until we can find a more permenant settlement to for him to occupy."
"Hmm, no, I think my idea's better." Janeway decides.
"If he is allowed to roam free he may also decide to attempt suicide." Seven reasons "perhaps in a manner that would inflict long lasting repercussions on the rest of us."
"So what? I don't care, we'll deal with that shit as it comes along." Janeway shrugs "I appreciate what you're saying, Seven, really I do, but I'm certain that my idea is the best way to go about this, I've made my decision, and that's final."
Silence.
"...oh, who am I kidding." Janeway gives in "flog him! hard! hahahahaha!"
"Yaaay!" the crew cheer.
The End.
Brandon Bullock, January 2017.