Thursday, May 08, 2008
The Abduction Of Data (Part Three)
Guest Poster: Jennifer Baxter
Having stopped off at 'Weapons-R-Us' to get enough firepower to defeat a small (no, make that a LARGE) army, I'm now back on the Orion shuttlecraft on the trial of the ship that abducted my boyfriend Data. The Enterprise itself has been forced to go to Staros to sign a Treaty as the Starovians insist on them being there.
Captain Picard has sent me on this unofficial mission, in the hope of tracking down the person or people who have Data.
It's been no fun in the shuttlecraft. Without anyone there, I'm forced to play idiotic games with the computer in which it will always beat me. I can only win against them if I ask it to. Where's the fun in that. I've got to admit, I think the way it plays Scrabble sounds definately fixed it with managing to get all the Q's, X's, Z's and J's in triple word position.
There is definate smugness in the way the computer says.
Computer victory. Do you wish to play again?
My reply is usually one that forces the computer to say it does not understand.
At last, the trail leads to a small, unknown planet. The sensors show the ship has landed next to some caves.
I land the shuttlecraft next to it and start Data-hunting. I get ready and survey the entrance. Very inviting. I know the answer lies in there.
Armed to the hilt, I enter the dark, dank cave. I hardly expect it to be covered with lights and a big sign saying "Hello, Jenny!"
I am working on the simple premise: if it moves, blow it to smithereens. I got this philosophy from reading the autobiography of James T Kirk, entitled 'The Way I Deal With Aliens And Women."
An eerie sound appears all around...
"JENNY...JENNY....JENNY..." It is Data's voice!
I notice that they are coming from speakers. My sonic disruptor phasers soon make short work of them. A pity really. They would have looked good in my quarters playing the music on my holo-CD.
Further on, there are more noises. It's like being on a ghost train here, as some of the sounds seem so realistic. Someone has installed the fake screams and shouts to scare anyone off. I won't be going on the Starfleet Amusement Park one again, as this is sending a shiver up my spine.
Still, I've got to put those fears aside, and live up to my heroine, Tasha Yar. It's hearing what she said about Data that attracted him to me.
In the distance, there is a light. It's a room. Surely the location of where everything is. Someone had better watch out.
The room is a science lab. I see a large box and look inside with horror.
Data has been taken apart and packed carefully away. Just his right arm is hanging on the wall, and Data's head is on the bench.
I then hear a familiar voice behind me.
"Hello Miss Baxter."
To be continued...
This story will continue next week after the weekend TWQ