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Unhuman: the Original Series
Space . . . the Final Frontier
These are the Voyages of the Starship Enterprise
Its' continuing mission, to explore strange new worlds
To seek out new life and new civilizations
To boldly go where no one has gone before
Episode 6: the Count of Iblis
Captain's log: Stardate 58286.6 - In the midst of our weekly captains' video meeting, I got bored and started this log entry. Computer, erase log entry.
"You found an exact copy of Tauron?" Asked Fleet Admiral William Adama.
"Yes sir," replied Captain Kara 'Starbuck' Thrace. "I looked exactly like Tauron, except they were still in the stone age."
"I believe this may be the work of the Preservers," suggested Captain Data. "In our home universe the Preservers made several copies of inhabited planets, especially Earth."
"But why would they do something like that?" Asked Admiral Three, a model Three Cylon, who comanded all ships in the former 12 colonies.
"The motives of the Preservers are unknown," observed Captain Worf. "Perhaps they feared cetain species might become extinct without their intervention?"
"Moving on . . . the Jumpgates." Said Fleet Admiral Adama. "Kobol has just finished its' Jumpgate. We are Moving it out to point between our fourth planet and its' moon."
"That will give us a desintation to go to from our Jumpgate in the Solar System," Observed Captain Harry Kim. He was the founding member of the Borg since coming to this universe and his people had founded a Borg colony on Mars. "We will begin testing imeditately."
"Our Jumpgate is almost finished," reported Admiral Three. "Once it is, we'll build two more so that all 12 of our worlds will be accessable to ships that don't have warp or jump drives."
"Ours is incomplete," reported the Talosian Admiral. "The limiting factor is Quantium 40, which we are having imported from Tarquinius.
"We have the same problem," reported one of the medusean captains.
"I guess that about wraps this up," observed the Fleet Admiral. "I will see you all next week. Adama out."
Once their Fleet Admiral hung up, each of the other Captains broke off the conection one by one until Starbuck was gazing at the startup screen of her computer monitor.
"Not a word about your lost ship?" Asked a man wearing a white robe that was suddenly behind Starbuck.
"Iblis! What are you doing here?" Demanded Starbuck, when she turned to see who had spoken.
"That's Count Iblis to you," he scolded. "Unless you want me to turn you into something inanimate."
"You might have brought me back from the dead, but I never agreed to serve you," snarled Starbuck. "Now, what do you want?"
"What do you want? What do you want? You're like that anoying Wasser fellow from the Icarus" groused Count Iblis.
"Do you know what happened to the Icarus?" Asked Starbuck.
The Icarus was one of several Colonial warships that the Cylons had been persuing before they made peace with the colonials and founded the Federation. All of the other ships had been found and contacted. But the Icarus had never been found.
"The last I heard, it was seen in orbit of Bajor," replied Count Iblis. "This Wasser man went down to the surface and asked all the factions what they want. After that, he came for Cardasia, but I shooed him off. I could do the same for you, you know . . . All you have to do is . . . . accept my leadership."
"In your dreams, Iblis!" Sneered Starbuck.
"Ah well, It was worth a try," grumbled Count Iblis. "I know! Let have some fun!"
Suddenly, Starbuck found herself in a room that looked like something from the ancient past. In the center of the room a fire blazed. There was a smoke hole in the ceiling and the walls were painted in the ancient style with murals of scantiliy clad men in only a loin cloth and women in floor-length dresses that were open in front to expose the breasts. Looking down, Starbuck realized that she was wearing one of these ancient Kobol style dresses.
"Iblis! What have you done now?" Yelled Starbuck.
"I thought we might re-enact one the the tales from ancient Kobol," replied Count Iblis, who suddenly looked much younger and was dressed like the men in the paintings. "You can be Iokasta, the woman who married her son . . . and I can be your so Oedius."
Count Iblis grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in to kiss her. But before he could . . .
SMACK!
Starbuck slapped him so hard he fell over.
"I don't agree to serve you!" Screamed Staerbuck. "Especially not in that way! Put me back on my ship, now!"
"Oh, very well," said Count Iblis as she reapeared in the meeting room, still wearing the ancient-style dress.
She was alone in the room, but she's have to walk down the halls this way to get to her spare uniform in her room. Count was not in the room with her. But she faintly heard him say:
"If you change your mind, just give me a call."