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Sunrise. Star trek was created by Gene Roddenbery, I think
Paramount owns it.
Deep Space Noin
Episode 12: Escape!
"So how do you like the ship Heero?" Dorothy asked as
she led him into a room packed with several loud and roudy
Klignons.
"It is quite an impressive offensive machine, however it is
cramped and the lighting is unsatifactory."
"Yes well you know Klignons have different sensibilities.
They like dark places. My own quarters are quite different and I
think you will like them more. You are welcome there any
time." She added with a sly smile.
"If I am to spend any length of time on this vessel I will
require a rejuvenation chamber. I still have some Borg implants
in me."
"Of course. We can have that brought over from the
Enterprise." Dorothy and Heero had finally pushed thier way
through to the front of the crowd. Heero found himself looking at
a dirt ring.
"Why are we here?" Heasked.
"To watch Capt. Marquis and Lord Treize fight of
course."
"Why are they fighting? The Enterprise has already
surrendered."
"Yes, the Enterprise is ours. However the crew is of no real
use to us. Capt. Marquis is fighting for the lives of the
Enterprise's crew."
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The ceiling was the white blob that he was staring at. He was
sure of that now. It had taken him a while to make this
discovery, but now that he had, he decided that he wanted to look
at something else. Quatre sat up and a wave of dizziness and pain
washed over him.
"Take it easy. You've got a major concussion, as well as
several broken bones and some deep cuts. I have repaired most of
the damage, but you chest will be sore for a while longer and it
will take some time for the dizziness to recede." Quatre
looked at Sally Po. She wasn't all there, literally. Her image
had a flicker in it and every few seconds a horizontal line would
start at the top of her head and travel all the way down her
body, disappearing into the floor. It was making Quatre's head
pound even more.
"I need to get to the bridge." As soon as he said it,
tears sprang to his eyes as he recalled that the bridge and
everyone on it was gone.
"I'm afraid the bridge has been destroyed. Ops are being run
from engineering right now. Not that it matters. You are not well
enough to leave sick bay."
"Please Sally, I have to go. I have to help." Quatre
looked at her with big blue eyes that begged release.
"Quatre you're still suffering from that concussion. I can't
in good conscience let you leave." It didn't look like she
was going to budge, but Quatre wasn't about to give up.
"I understand Sally, but I just have to go. Please forgive
me. Computer deactivate Emergency Medical Holographic Projection.
Authorization Seven-Omega-One-One-Seven-Five."
Quatre gingerly hopped off the table as Sally's image
disappeared. Only the captian had the authority to override Dr.
Po's program, but Quatre had lifted the authorization from him
months ago on a bet from Duo. He never thought he'd actually use
it.
"I'm sorry." He whispered to the empty room as he left.
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Zechs looked at his adversary. This wasn't going to be easy.
Treize Kushrenada was seven feet three inches tall and his
shoulders were about fifty-four inches across. He was a skilled
fighter on top of that. A pair of klignon battleaxes were placed
at each enterance to the ring. Zechs saw that Heero had arrived.
He felt badly at that. They would both die here now. Zechs
attention was drawn to Treize along with everyone else's when the
Tallgeese's captain clapped his hands together.
"Zechs I am an honorable man and as such I can't let you
fight me without some kind of handicap. I have decided to give
you the first blow. You may choose to strike me anywhere you
please as long as you do not kill me. I will do nothing to defend
myself. If you do not fight fair, the lives of your crew will be
forefeit. Do you understand?" Zechs nodded. He had to use
his opportunity as best as he could. He picked up the battleaxe
and heaved it into Treize's right thigh, thus beginning the
fight.
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"Lt. Chang the warp core is online." Noin said
dejectedly.
Wufei nodded. "Maxwell get us out of here."
"No stop, please wait." Quatre had made it to
engineering just in time.
"Ensign Winner you should not be out of sick bay. I order
you to return at once." Wufei saw that Quatre was just
barely on his feet.
"No I won't go until you hear me out. I am monitoring the
fight between the captain and Treize Kushrenada now. Can't we
wait until we are sure that the captain is dead before we
leave?" He asked. There were looks of agreement from around
the room.
"I have my orders ensign. I'm afraid that the captian was
quite specific. We must leave now. You should return to sickbay.
Lt. Maxwell take us into warp." Wufei ordered.
"Yes sir." Duo didn't want to comply, but Wufei was his
commanding officer. He had no choice.
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Despite the wound in his leg, Treize was still incredibly
formidable. He had slowed down, but his long reach managed to
compensate, giving Zechs little time to dodge the axe's blows.
Zechs sidestepped a lunge at his head, but not completely. There
was a shot of pain in his shoulder and he had to drop the axe.
Treize grinned evilly and levelled another blow at his chest,
Zechs dodged, but fell awkwardly onto his right knee. He rolled
onto the ground, retreiving his weapon, he held it up in front of
him trapping Treize's battleaxe. He wouldn't be able to keep this
up for long. As Treize bore down on him, there were sounds of
cheering and bloodlust from the audience.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your excellency, but I'm afraid that
the Enterprise had just taken off at warp speed. If we don't
leave now we will surely lost them." Lady Une said from the
sidelines.
"I understand. Zechs it seems we will have to finish this at
another time." Treize stood up and followed Lady Une back to
the bridge.
Zechs was lifted from the ground by two guards and dragged back
to his cell. Dorothy escorted Heero to her quarters.