Previous Next

The End is Neigh

Posted on 07 Feb 2018 @ 10:11pm by Lieutenant JG Beatrice (Bea) Power M.D. & Commodore Gregory Farragut

Mission: The Encounter 3X03
Location: Deflector Control
Timeline: MD03 1145hours

Did you think you would be witness to the rise of a new civilization? Beatrice waited outside deflector control. To a passerby her attention appeared focused on a PADD. Or better yet, an instrument of its rise?

Bea had given up a long time ago on trying to find warrent in the riddles that the alien threw her way. She had given up full stop...her mind so full of the humiliation that there was nothing she could do to stop this invasion of her body. Added to the dark recess that tugged her in with it's gentle entrails, the feelings of loneliness and despair that there was nothing that could be done.

Uncertain what else to do and vaguely aware of the punishment the alien would dole out if she made it unhappy, the Doctor managed a vague mental shrug of her shoulders before finding words. Does it really matter what I think?

Of course! I wouldn't ask if I didn't care.. Beatrice glanced at the entrance to deflector control and checked the chronometer on her tricorder. In just a few minutes the crew would change shifts. That would be her window. We will be spending the rest of your life together, after all. Things shouldn't be cold between us.

If she could have, Bea would have scoffed. Care? How can you care for a person when you strip them of everything they have and leave them with nothing? All I am is a conscience now...a voice that will be never heard again beyond your ears. For the first time in what was a very long time, the Doctor felt anger bubbling inside of her. Just kill me now. That would show that you really do care.

The doors to deflector control opened and two crewman in gold-trimmed uniforms exited. They ignored Beatrice and headed down the corridor. Her compatriot would ensure their replacements would be delayed. With a smile on her face, she slipped into deflector control. We attempted it when we first began these symbiotic relationships She stepped up to the control panel and dug through the system specifications.

Instead we will never be alone. You will never be alone. Beatrice eventually found the modifications designed to interrupt her people's control over their hosts. Your species continues to surprise me. So clever. She shook her head and set to work undoing the modifications.

Bea tried to follow the actions of the alien but found herself lost very easily; engineering had always been her weakest point of study and now it failed her once again. They’ll finds you...they’ll find out what you’ve done and they won’t hesitate to kill you. You can’t hide forever.

Maybe. But I suspect they will be too distracted by friendship and camaraderie to do more than confine us to Sickbay. You all care too much for one another to make a sacrifice for the greater good. Beatrice fingers danced over the console and entered a string of commands faster than the eye could see. She just needed to lower the power output enough to prevent it from killing her people.

Bea wondered was that the key...that there needed to be a sacrifice in order to stop the aliens. Their strength was already well known...the ability to be able to easily kill them once they took a host was even more known. Anyone who found themselves taken over normally didn’t survive.

The Doctor quickly realized that she had no other choice...this would all just end one way but if she could act quick enough; maybe in stop way she could kill a cog before it’s plans were in place. Why do you do it...why do you do this? Your species can’t survive and rule without us to act as hosts. Even then our conscience is still preserved and you spend your life’s with us in your head. Is it really worth it?

You are a stepping stone. A necessary tool to provide a means to an end. Beatrice stole a look over her shoulder at the door. She had only a few minutes to complete her task. What we do is for a greater good.

The greater good?!? Even within her own head Bea could hear the pitch of her voice chance as anger intermingled with fear and uncertainty. You can never exist outside of us...there is nothing for you beyond what you’ve already achieved. You’ll never be allowed beyond the boundaries of this ship. You’ll be found out and stopped.

Beatrice brought her hand crashing down on the transparent aluminum terminal. The force of the blow cracked the transparency and sent pain shooting up her arm. You are a mere necessity! She brought her hand down again. We will exist without you and your inferior form of life!

The pain blinded Bea, the feeling and the intensity made her scream out inside of her own head as she fought to try and control it. The scream was accidental, a reaction she'd been unable to avoid for all she knew was the pain and the explosion it brought with it.

Beatrice's hand stopped inches from the LCARS panel. Her eyes went wide as she stared at the frozen hand. It refused to comply with her instructions. She could not let the host know. Are you quite done?

Bea felt like she could barely breath, her heart pounded as her fuzzy brain struggled to focus on anything but the blinding and throbbing pain in her hand. The alien's words sunk in but only as a focus, a central point to try and move beyond the sensations emitting from her hand. Please...stop...

"Good." Beatrice uttered aloud. Now, it's time for us to go. She exited from the terminal and wiped the access logs as her compatriot instructed. Satisfied with her work, Beatrice quickly left deflector control and made her way back to her quarters.

Bea went in in herself...this was really it. She couldn't do anything...she couldn't warn anybody..this really was how things were to be.

OFF:

Neural Parasite
Superior Form of Life

Lieutenant JG Beatrice (Bea) Power M.D.
Assistant Chief Medical Officer
USS Endeavour

 

Previous Next

labels_subscribe