The Alpha Borg Queen's Visit (Part Seven)

We seem to find ourselves in somewhat of a pickle.

As Deanna, Jenny Baxter, the Borg Queen, her Leader the Alpha Borg Queen, Seven, Worf and his Security Team have beamed to the Borg Citatel to wrest back power from the Troi Borg Queen, whose hardline agents took over the running of the borg in a coup.

Now we find ourselves ambushed.



"So." says the Troi Borg Queen, "I find all my enemies together. That will be so much easier than seeking you out. The weakling former leader and her servant, together with drippy Seven. Not only that, I have Locutus and Deanna, the person I wanted most of all."



"Surely you can remember how it used to be for you before you were assimilated in your universe?" pleads Deanna.

"Oh yes."  the Troi Queen replies, "I was just like you, an empty headed Counselor who liked shopping and wanted to get married. Being assimilated changed all that. Deanna, as soon as you feel those Borg nanobytes flowing through your veins and are connected to the Hive Mind, you will thank me for making your life complete. You will be my second in command.No one else will get that homour."

"No thanks." Deanna replies flatly.

"You have no choice." she comments, "I will disconnect these three Borg and have you in the Assimilation Chamber first."



Jenny gets get ready to fire with with her guns, but the Troi Borg Queen notices, and gestures her drones to hold her.

"Please don't try, Miss Baxter." the Borg says, "You will just end up disintegrated if you try. It would be such a waste of a skilled future drone. I think you would get promoted in the Cube hierarchy very quickly."

Sudenly, there are flashes of beaming in-lights all around us. Riker, Beverly Geordi, Data, Jadzia, T'Pol and Britney all appear...very heavily armed.



"This is what you might call our back-up plan, Captain." Riker tells me, "We were monitoring the situation and saw you were surrounded with too many Borg, so we thought we'd even things out."

"What shall we do with the Troi Borg Queen?" asks Beverly, who has helped disarm the hardline drones and the Queen herself.

"Execute her!" Seven snaps, "She has commited treason against our great Leader."

"Indeed she has." remarks the Alpha Borg Queen, "Yet we cannot execute her. She has too many supporters in the hardline part of the Borg. If she is executed, she would be a martyr and inflame the situation."

"Then what should we do?" I ask.

"If she agrees to get her forces to stand down." says the Borg Leader, "We shall give her command of her old 02 Cube, and things will be as they were before."

"Very well." says the Troi Queen, glumly, "I accept the terms.". With that, she walks out of the Throne Room, defeated.

"We thank you, Locutus." the Alpha Borg Queen, "Due to the people of the Enterprise, the moderate Borg regime is back in place."

As we all leave, I am called back by the Borg Queen, who wishes to talk to me privately. She looks around to make sure no one else is around.



"Thank you, Jean-Luc." she says with great feeling, and kisses me passionately on the lips.

"You've never called me that before." I say.

"Just between ourselves, Jean-Luc." she tells me, "Though with others around, it will be Locutus. Goodbye fort now. Until we meet again."

I get ready to beam out, although I feel I have been hit by a brick!

If Bev had seen all that, I probably would have been!

The Alpha Borg Queen's Visit (Part Six)

Guest Poster: Jennifer Baxter

Captain Picard, The Alpha Borg Queen, Deanna, Seven, the Borg Queen, myself, plus Worf and his Security Team are just getting ready to beam over to the Borg Citadel, which has been taken over by the Troi Borg Queen in a coup.

The two Borg sides, the moderates and hardliners are fighting each other in space. As that goes on, we intend to go in, as the Borg Leader knows the Defence Access Codes.



"I do wish you would not go, Jennifer." says Data as he comes to kiss me goodbye, "It is dangerous, "I ought to be going instead of you."

"Don't worry about me, darling." I reply, as I get my black suit prepared and check the power of my multi-phase disruptor, "You know it's time for your monthly diagnostic by Geordi, and besides, if the Troi Queen got hold of you, she'd literally tear you apart."

All of us are in place in the Transporter, and Captain Picard gives the instruction to beam over.

We appear in an empty corrider. The walls have pictures of the Alpha Borg Queen, and her various Borg Queens.

"It's this way." the Leader says, "Be careful, she could have her minions anywhere."

As she says that, five drones appear who look pretty lethal.

"Enemies!" exclaims the Alpha Borg Queen.



While the others are dithering about which strength to use on their phasers, I waste no time and get my mini-disruptors, which are permanantly set to maximum and start shooting.

"Eat this!" I exclaim, and within a few seconds the advancing drones have vanished into nothingness.

"Your Ensign is most effective, Locutus." remarks the Alpha Borg Queen to the Captain.

"Indeed." he replies, "Perhaps you ought to consider Ensign Baxter for the Security Team, Mr Worf?"

"I did ask her some time ago, Captain." Worf replies with an annoyed tone., "But she stated that we were 'too wimpish' for her tastes. Personally I consider her too much of a loose cannon."

"A cannon that works effectively." I comment sarcastically.

The Alpha Borg Queen motions us all to be quiet.

"This is the Throne Roon where I sit." she whispers, "The Troi Queen should be in here."

We all enter, weapons at the ready.



"I am the Alpha Borg Queen" she declares, "And I am here to regain my throne."

However, we find the room is empty. What a letdown!

Suddenly, a number of hostile drones beam in, along with the Troi Borg Queen. I hate surprises like that!

"I don't think so." she declares, "Your day is over."

To be continued....

The Alpha Borg Queen's Visit (Part Four)

Guest Poster: Deanna Troi, Borg Queen

Oh, glory, glory!

This is truly a day for me to rejoice. I have now managed to take over the coveted role of Alpha Borg Queen from that weakling who was my predecessor. No more appeasing with the humans and going to their Christmas parties. Now that the hardline forces have taken over, there is only one word people need to know... assimilate!

There is no need for people to be booking summer vacations around the galaxy. After our Cubes pay a visit to their planets, vacations will be irrelevent.

Let me tell you about what happened from my point of view. I won't have time to tell you while I'm putting you all into the Assimilation Chamber. It's good that I've managed to find out how to use the Federation Journal. It will come in useful when the entire galaxy is Borg. I can put some recipes on as well.

It was so simple really. My hardline forces all attacked the Imperial Cube where the former Alpha Borg Queen. She scooted off in the 01 Cube with that sympathiser Borg Queen 01. Now I am in the Throne Room of the Borg Citadel.

That 'yes-Queen' really drives me mad. She is a real crawler. Both are far too moderate. Why they went to the Enterprise Christmas Party the year before last is beyond me. Both should have been executed for treason. You wouldn't have caught me wearing a paper hat and dancing the Okey Kokey!

Well, not I'm the Alpha Borg Queen, it's time to start assimilating. I've got the Chamber all ready for excess use.



A drone comes through.

"Set a course for the Dryan System" I command, "I want to assimilate it before dinnertime."

"Pardon me, you Majesty" says the drone, "That may not be possible."

"WHAT! I shout, "Whyever not?"

"Moderate forces are closing in on the Borg Citadel" it tells me, "The entire fleet are closing you. Communications are stating that the Enterprise has joined in with them so that you are removed immediately."

Now I am in a bad mood, and call upon two other drones to dissect the one who bought me the bad news. They'll think twice about doing that again!

Now I look on the incoming forces. Hmm...it WILL be a tough battle.

I'd better get my hair done.

To be continued....

Returning From The Party

Guest Poster: The Borg Queen

Helped by Seven, I stagger to the beaming up point on Wondawowman, so that I can return to the Borg Cube. I've had SO much to drink, my head feels as if an anvil has dropped on it.



"Goodbye for a while, my Queen." Seven says, "It has been pleasing to see you."

"It has been as good to see you, Seven." I reply, "Keep up the observing work on the Enterprise."

With that, I beam up and appear on the Cube transporter. I am greeted by two of my minions, who seem keen to tell me something, but my head is splitting. I can barely hear what they say, except something about someone being here.

I'll work it out later. Right now I need some strong black coffee and a cold shower. There are some things that us Borg have learnt from humans!

I walk along to the Bridge Room of the Cube, holding my head, in case it falls off. Since I am built of different parts, that is highly probable right now.

As I enter the room, I am aware of another figure sitting in my Command Chair, who gets up when she sees me.



You!" I say, my mind instantly alert. It seems like the presence of this wretched creature has removed my hangover faster than coffee or shower could have done.

"So you've finally decided to honour the drones with your appearance, 01?" sneers the Troi Borg Queen, "You seemed to be enjoying yourself so much with the humans at their silly party, I thought you were going to stay there for good!"

"What are you doing here, 02?" I ask her, "Where is your Cube?"

"That's in orbit around this planet, just as yours is." she replies, "I must admit I had thought at one stage of taking all my drones down and assimilating everyone there, but that would have annoyed that weakling leader of ours, the Alpha Borg Queen."

"She gave her backing for the party." I snap back.

"So I'm aware." the Troi Borg Queen comments in a tired voice, "But the hardliners in the Borg race are growing, 01. before long, our leader will be swept from power and replaced by a tough regime who will assimilate everything in sight without mercy. All the supporters of the current Alpha Borg Queen will be terminated...anyd that means YOU will be first on the list, my dear 01!"

"And you'll be putting yourself forward as the new Alpha Borg Queen?" I ask, knowing the answer.

"Of course!" she chuckles.

"Get off my Cube." I warn her, "Your approach won't work, The Alpha Borg Queen will not tolerate troublemakers like you. You could plunge the Borg into civil war."

"Better that than you galavanting to parties given by humans while wearing a black minidress with plunging neckline" she sneers.

I think that her plastic outfit outfit that shows every curve is more revealing than anything I could wear.

The Troi Borg Queen heads towards the exit. I can see my drones slowly eying her outfit as she walks.

"Goodbye for now, 01" she says, "But mark my words. The hardliners will achieve victory over the Borg moderates. Then the galaxy will be ruled over us for evermore."

She strides out and beams back to her Cube.

What a thing to return to after a good Christmas party!

The Borg Credit Crunch (Part Three)

Guest Poster: The Borg Queen

Things are looking grim, and I don't mean the soot I got on my outfit after visiting Bert to see his Bargain Basement Shop, and instead got a rendition of Chim Chim Cheree.

No, it's because the Borg race are bankrupt. Bad investors by bankers, who have now been terminated have left us without the necessary finances to continue.

I have been summoned to an Emergency Conference along with the other Queens to hear from our Glorious Leader, the Alpha Borg Queen.

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Several hours later, I am in the Conference Chamber, along with the other Queens. We huddle and gossip about all that we know.

"What will happen?" says 014, "I've never been in a situation like this before."

"None of us have." answers 06, "As Queens, we are in a lot of trouble. If the drones are eliminated, will the same happen to us?"

"Of course not." I say, trying to calm the situation down.

I turn and see the Troi Borg Queen, controller of the 02 Cube.



She is chattering away to her friends. They are the only ones with smiles on their faces. I suspect that if the Alpha Borg Queen can't rescue the situation, the Old Order will crumble, and the Troi Queen will put herself in charge.

If that happens, life as we know it will never be the same again. She is vicious, with a thoroughly evil streak that shows no mercy to any living thing, Borg or otherwise.

A Federation Starfleet Officer would compare such an occurance like their pacifist President being replaced by Attilla the Hun.

The Chamber goes silent, as our Leader steps up to speak.



"My dear Queens," she starts, "The Borg race has faced it's gravest crisis since the Cylon and Species 8472 invasions. It is bankrupt."

I turn to see the Troi Queen gleefully rubbing her hands. It looks like she may be challenging for the Leadership.

"That was a few hours ago. " our Leader continues, "But help is at hand. Yesterday evening, the Borg Cube 052 made a routine assimilation of a planet only to discover it was rich in Terilliam."

A gasp comes from us all. Terilliam is the rarest mineral in the galaxy. The slightest amount of it brings untold wealth.

"So as you can well imagine." the Alpha Borg Queen tells us with a smile, "Our problems are over. The Credit Crunch is ended, and we are once more in the money. The Borg Share Index has gone through the roof, and the good times are here. Let's build more Cubes and continue to assimilate!"

A rousing cheer goes up amongst the Queens, while the Troi Queen and her friends are forced to wear fixed smiles.

Everything is fine for now, but I suspect the Troi Queen badly wants the Leadership. Our Leader needs to be careful.

The Borg And The Cylons (Part One)

Guest Poster: The Borg Queen

"Frankly, I fail to see what all the fuss is about." Queen 04 tells me as we talk in the staff powder room of the Borg home planet, "After all, we never grant an audience to any other races."

"Quite so, 04." I reply, "But Seven of Nine, my reprentative on the Federation starship Enterprise has sent me a warning that the race she encountered at the Artificial Life Form Convention might be serious trouble to our way of life."

"Indeed!" answers 04, "That is most surprising. The Borg are the dominant force in the galaxy. We aim to assimilate and eradicate all...."

"Yes, yes." I say, listening to the familiar rhetoric as I get a paper towel and wash my hands, "But when the person Seven encountered suddenly turns up at Borg HQ requesting an audience with the Alpha Borg Queen, red flags went up, and our Leader has demanded that Borg Queens be present when we hear what this creature has to say."

We both leave the powder room and head for the Conference Chamber. I groan when we meet Borg Queen 02, otherise known as the Troi Borg Queen.



"We should not waste our time here!" Troi snaps, "I have a race of beings to destroy. We should simply wipe out these...what are they? Cylons? And then be on our way."

"We need to be careful, Troi." I warn her, "This race might be more powerful than first thought. If they choose to come right into the centre of Borg territory, they must think they have the ability to leave."

Troi snorts with derision. She has always thought herself superior, having come from a universe where the Borg reign supreme."

"We are Borg!" she says defiantly, "Resistance is futile."

I agree, but I like to see the enemy first.

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In the Conference Chamber, we all sit in our seats marked with our Cube numbers. After I have some ice cream from the drone seller, we wait for our Leader to arrive.

She arrives on the stage in a multitude of flashing green lights.



"Greetings my Queens." she announces, "I am announcing a representative from the race known as Cylons so that she may speak to us."

"Why do we allow this?" the Troi Queen shouts, nearly dropping her ice cream, "We are the Borg, and reign supreme."

"You will be silent!" orders our Leader, "Indeed we are supreme, but we always listen to others...before we destroy them."

Everyone seems satified at this.

"Now." our Leader says, "Welcome on the stage, the Cylon representative named Six."



A gorgeous blonde in the shape of a human glides on to the stage. Some of the Queens look in awe, Troi looks in seething hatred.

"Welcome, Six." our Leader says to her, "What have you got to tell us?"

"Thank you for giving me the chance to speak." Six says to her, "I am here to tell you all that your way of life is coming to an end. The Cylons are here."

This time, it's me that drops my ice cream.

To be continued...

The Alpha Borg Queen (Part Two)

Guest Poster: The Borg Queen

Now that the leader of the entire Borg race, the Alpha Borg Queen has arrived at the Conference, I can see that excitement is beginning to mount.

She has assembled herself in that showy manner. Our leader always insists on making a flashy entrance, just to show that she's the Number One Borg.

Personally, I don't like sucking up to the leader. It's far too demeaning on oneself. It's pathetic to see these minor Queens trying to curry favour with "What can I do for you, your Majesty etc?"

Yuk. Still I have to do it somewhat, otherwise with one sweep of her hand, I could be either in the Borg dole queue or taken apart for a science exam.

The Alpha Borg Queen notices me, and walks over, with her entourage following close behind.



"Greetings, 01." she says politely, "How are activities on your Cube?"

"They are fine, thank you, your Majesty?" I reply meeky, "We managed to assimilate three races last week."

"Well done." she says, and moves on to the Troi Borg Queen, who looks like she is itching to say something.

"And how are you doing, 02?" she asks, "You are the Troi Queen from the other universe?"

"I am, your Majesty." she says sharply, "Our Cube assimilated nine races last week, which is a lot better than the human-loving 01 here, who is going soft!"

The air is suddenly filled with tension. This is not the sort of behaviour that usually happens in front of the Alpha Borg Queen.

"Go on, 02" our leader says.

"01 here." Troi says, as I look with a sneer, "Placed one of her drones, named Seven of Nine on the Enterprise starship instead of assimilating them. She has attended their Christmas parties, used her drones as waiters, piloted their ship, and is even thinking of redecorating her Cube in pastel colours and feng shui two drone designers named One of Two and Two of Two!"

"Indeed!" the Alpha Borg Queen says, but her face reveals no facial change.

"Yes." Troi continues, "I believe the 01 Cube Queen has gone too far in her relationship with humans, and that she is a friend of them. She forgets that the Borg are all conquering, unstoppable. We are Borg, resistance is futile."

"Quite so." our leader says to herself, then turns to me. "01, what do you have to say in reply to Troi's allegations?"

A bead of sweat appears on my brow. That doesn't usually happen.

"We can know our enemy best by researching them, your Majesty." I answer, "By putting my best drone, Seven of Nine on the Enterprise, I am gathering facts, secrets and information that it would be impossible to obtain by simply conquering them. Of corse we will assimilate them eventually, but only when we know all we need to, and their usefullness has ended."

"And the parties?" The Alpha Borg Queen inquires.

"It is all part of learning the habits of the humans. In this case, I decided to experience it myself, rather than wait for Seven's report."

A disgusted "Pah!" comes from the direction of the Troi Queen.

"You will be silent while I talk to 01!" The Alpha Borg Queen says to her. Everybody shivers, as they usually do when addressed firmly by her.

"Why are you designing your Cube in a different way to the standard set-up the the Borg use." she asks.

"Well, your Majesty." I reply, "The drones One One and One Two believe that those in the Cube will work at optimum efficiency if the workplace is more relaxing. A rest area for talking between shifts will also help."

"They are very interesting ideas." the Alpha Borg Queen says to herself, "Send the blueprints and design plans to my office. If I approve them, I may get all Cubes to have them fitted."

"I refuse to have them on my Cube!" the Troi Queen shouts.

"We can easily arrange for you not to have a Cube at all, 02!" our leader snaps back at her, "Is that what you want?"

"No, your Majesty." she replies demurely.

"Then be silent!"

The Alpha Borg Queen starts to walk away, then returns back to me.

"01" she asks, "Do you think you could get me a ticket for the next Enterprise Christmas party?"
"I'm sure that can be arranged, your Majesty." I reply.

"Excellent!" she answers, and walks off.

The Troi Borg Queen is in a sulk, and I'm a happy bunny!

The Alpha Borg Queen (Part One)

Guest Poster: The Borg Queen

This Conference of the Borg Queens is bound to cause a few ructions between the representatives. For one, the Alpha Borg Queen is attending.

When this was announced, it sent a few shivers up the spines of the various Cube representatives, including myself. The Alpha Borg Queen is the head of us all. The entire Borg race is governed by what she says.

Naturally, there are certain ones who are always circling around her, trying to get her favour. These 'Yes-Queens', as I call them, want to be selected for succession by her to the Borg Throne when the Alpha Queen decides to retire and enjoy her index-linked Borg pension.

In contrast, there are also the rebels. These are the ones who stand alone and shout, acting like a loose cannon. An example of this is the Troi Borg Queen of Unimatrix Cube 02. She was in a parallel universe that was dominated by the Borg, but came through to this one.



All right, she might well be the pinup girl amongst the male drones. I know all of mine have a picture of her in their alcoves, but I don't like her. She is too wild. What really bugs me is that as soon as a drone is aware that she is the Queen of Cube 02, they want to request a transfer there!

I'm talking with the others by the Refreshment Area, getting a coffee and donut, chatting to the others and having a laugh about some of the races we have assimilated when I notice that familar silver suit in the corner of my eye. She is looking at me.

Troi strides up to me, as if she is modelling on a catwalk.

"Well, 01." she says in a sneering manner, "Do you think you'll still be in charge of that Cube of yours when the Alpha Queen hears about how soft you've been with the humans? All of them deserve to be eliminated."

"You just don't belong, Troi." I reply icily, "You were never one of us, and never will be. You're an outsider, not a true Borg of this universe."

"I'm more of a Borg then you ever are, were." she answers with rising fury, and in a second, the two of us are scrapping on the floor, tearing at each other. Two other Cube Queens separate us.

"01." says the 09 Queen, "It's no time for that, the Alpha Borg Queen is about to enter."

Troi and I get ourselves in order and march off in different directions to our places in the Hall.

A fanfare of trumpets is heard all around and one the stage we see her coming together.



The Alpha Borg Queen always likes to make a flashy entrance.

I'm a little concerned, though. What will she think of any of the allegations that Troi makes? I'd best be on my guard, otherwise I could get relegated to being some drone's implant.

To be continued....

Annual Borg Queen Conference

Guest Poster: The Borg Queen

This is always a tough time for the Borg; the Queens who rule particular areas and cubes are having their annual conference.

There are those that always want to say more than they want to, and others who think we should be more friendly towards other races and not just assimilate them.

We have no time for those type. The Borg are supreme! Assimilation is the answer!

Sorry, I think I was getting carried away there. This tends to happen just as the thrill of getting another race on our books gives me an excited feeling.

And then there is the Troi Borg Queen...



She is always the talk of the Conference water coolers. She is loud, disruptive, and wants to do things her own way. Now the Queen of cube Unimatrix 02, she comes from an alternate universe where the Borg rule everywhere. As a result, she is even more controlling than we are. Naturally, her primary target of assimilation is Deanna Troi.

We all sit down to discuss matters; this year, the Unimatrix10 Queen is Chairborg. Troi looks like she is waiting with a list of things to say.

"Article One is about the current state of Borg race assimilation." says the Chairborg.

Troi jumps in.

"Well, I say we are not doing enough!" she quickly speaks, "We need to take over the universe quickly and efficiently. Too many races are starting to fight back."

A few of the others nod their heads in agreement, however I rebuke her.

"BorgQueen Troi," I tell her, "You will address your remarks through the Chairborg. Do not have sudden outbursts, otherwise you will be ejected from the chamber."

She grumbles and quietens down. The Chairborg continues.

"While I do not welcome Troi's noisy interruption" she tells us, "She is in essence correct. The Race Assimilation Report shows we are 20% down on the previous year. More must be done with recruitment, persuasion and assimilation."

All nod their heads. Troi interrupts again.

"What about the Enterprise?" she asks, "Why are we not allowed to assimilate that? Locutus would be a great asset to our cause. We were even helping them with their Christmas party and lending our resident group The Strolling Drones to them for cabaret!"

"You will be silent!" the Chairborg tells Troi.

"If I may speak, Madam Chairborg?" I say.

"The Chair recognises the Queen of Unimatrix o1." she states.

"The Enterprise is not being touched," I tell the conference, "Because we have placed our agent Seven of Nine on board to learn aboard human ways. This will help us greatly in the future. Observing their party techniques has benifited the Collective greatly. In due course, Seven of Nine will be placed on the Federation ship that is lost in the Delta Quadrant."

"Thank you." says the Chairborg, all whisper sounds of approval, except Troi.

"What of Species 8472?" shouts Troi with annoyance.

"I would have removed you now." the Chairborg tells her, "Except that is the next item on the Agenda. What is the Report on how we are progressing against them?"

The Queen of Unimatrix 14 stands up. She is looking unusually nervous. The news is looking bad.

"I h-have to report." she stammers, "T-that at t-this moment in time, we are l-losing!"

She sits down slowly.

A shock goes round the room.

"How have we allowed this to happen?" says the Chairborg in a demanding voice.

"I guess they are better than us tactically, with stronger firepower" suggests the Queen of Unimatrix 05, "Besides that, we did start the war against them."

The Chairborg looks livid, snaps her fingers, and four drones come in and escort the Unimatrix 05 Queen away.

I think there may be a vacancy in that cube very soon.

"Meeting is over!" the Chairborg announces, "Carry on assimilating!"

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Before we head off to our cubes, Troi and I have a drink of coffee together.

"Mark my words." the Troi Borg Queen tells me, "Sooner or later, I'll get the Enterprise, especially that Deanna Troi!"

Rivalry For The Borg Queen (Part Two)

Dear Seven Of Nine,

This is what happened next in the story..

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I am looking distinctly worried. The Borg Queen Deanna Troi certainly had some attraction that the drones hadn't seen before, and their loyalty was starting to waver. I suppose me threatening to disconnect them if they didn't perform up to standard might have turned them off me slightly.

With her skin-tight outfit, she was starting to appeal to them.



"Come on drones" she says alluringly, "We don't need this Borg Queen as your leader. Rally behind me, and we shall crush all in our path."

"Don't be fooled by imitators from another universe" I tell the drones, "I have always treated you well, let you rest in your alcoves so you regenerate. This creature will keep you going until you drop, never letting to rest."

The drones are starting to get confused; before, life was simple. I just told them what to do, they went and assimilated people, came back and regenerated. We were all happy. We didn't want any trouble from this one.

I have to exert some authority, otherwise I might end up in the Borg Brig, or being disconnected by the Troi Borg Queen.

As the drones look entranced by her speeches, and the male ones by her body, I sneak up and grab her. She lashes out, but I hit her firmly, pinning her to the floor so that she is unable to move. She struggles vainly.

"I am the true Borg Queen!" I tell her, "You are just an interloper from another universe."

The drones get up, unsure of what to do at first, with the Troi Queen lying on the floor confused, but decide to stay still in case I notice their loyalty isn't what it was.

While she looks up at me, I tell her what her alternatives are.

"Now listen, Troi" I say with a menacing tone, "This is what you can do; the Borg can always use a good Borg Queen. You can either get put back in your Escape Pod and let go or we can give you another Cube to command. However, you can't go near the Enterprise while Seven is on board."

She looks disappointed.

"What about Deanna Troi, who is on board?" she asks, "I want my revenge on her."

"Oh, you can get her" I say, "If you can find a subtle way of doing it; perhaps when she's away from the Enterprise."

The Troi Queen smiles.

"Agreed." she says, "I will serve the Borg well."

"I'm sure you will." I tell her, "I look forward to knowing how you get on. I shall put you in control of the Unimatrix 02 Cube, as the leader has just retired and is now enjoying her pension."

"Excellent!" she says, "A lot of assimilating will be coming from that Cube from now on."

I 'm sure there will; the Troi Queen does seem to be heavy-handed, doesn't she? Perhaps she needs a course in Cube Management and Diplomacy?

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That's it, Seven. Currently, the Troi Borg Queen is going around with her own Cube, assimilating to her heart's content, enjoying life to the full. Should she ever come across Deanna Troi, there will be trouble.

Best Wishes,

The Borg Queen.

Rivalry For The Borg Queen (Part One)

My dear Seven of Nine,

I hope you are picking up lots of information about human characteristics while you are on the Enterprise. It will come in useful when I return to collect you and we assimilate them.

I'm sending you this account of an incident that just happened on Unimatrix 01, which is my Cube, and where we sent you from.

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Everything is going normal for me today; I have just composed a list of planets and races that I would like to be assimilated by the end of the week. The drones will plot a course to take them all in the fasted way, so we can all be resting in our alcoves without a problem.

Suddenly the Cube scanners identify a Borg escape pod; the strangest part of it is that the signature of it is not from this universe. It seems to have come from somewhere else.

With curiosity, I send out a hail and ask the passenger to identify themself; eventually an image flashes on the VidScreen.



"She looks like that annoying Deanna Troi from the Enterprise." I said to myself.

"This is the Borg Queen Deanna Troi" she continues, "I request to come aboard your Cube."

Naturally this amazes me; where did this Borg Queen come from? I use the tractor beam to bring her in.

When she emerges, I see she has a slight injury, which the drones repair; afterwards, we start talking.

"I come from a parallel universe" Troi told me, "When I came through to this one, I had an encounter with the Enterprise. I'm determined to get my revenge. We shall go and assimilate them right now...especially that Deanna!"

This Borg Queen is very aggressive; a little headstrong, perhaps; no diplomacy. not the sort who would smile while assimilating someone.

"Hold on a moment!" I tell her, "I have one of my drones on there right now, providing an important function for the Borg."

"Drones are expendible!" Troi tells me dismissively, "The Enterprise must me assimilated NOW! It's clear that the Borg in this universe are far too week. What they need is a strong Queen like me to lead them. You can serve me."

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

"Are you challenging me, Troi?" I asked her, "May I remind you that I am the Queen here, and you have been rescued. You can't be that good a Queen if you had to get away in an Escape Pod after an encounter with the Enterprise."

She starts to look very angry; I can sense trouble here.

"The drones here will support me." Troi says, "They respect a good leader."

I look at the drones; they seem to like that figure-hugging outfit she is wearing.

I'm starting to worry.

To be continued...

Deanna Troi: Borg Queen (Part Two)

"What are we going to do, Captain?" I ask the Cappy as he takes me down to SickBay, "The Borg are going to invade in a few minutes, and that awful Borg Queen replica of myself is going to assimilate us all!"

"Don't panic, Deanna," he says, "We are going to have to dress you up a little."

I'm worried here, as it looks like I've got some work with me to do. How I wish I was shopping at the Starfleet Mall with Bev right now.

The Cappy gets me to SickBay; he goes over to Bev and whispers to her; she looks at me. Somehow I don't think they were talking about a date with each other.

"Come here, Deanna," says Bev, "This won't take long"

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After a couple of minutes, Bev looks at the Cappy and nods.

I look in the mirror.



"I look just like that awful Queen" I shriek.

"Yes" says the Cappy, "Now I'll tell you what to do; we need one volunteer for you to take over to the Cube."

"I'll go!" pipes up a female voice.

It's the awful Jadzia Dax.

"I'll be more than happy to take on Deanna Troi...I mean the Borg Queen" she proudly tells the Cappy.

"And Counselor", he whispers, "We would like Lieutenant Dax back as well; don't leave her there."

What a pity.

I get instructed on the full mission, which makes me ever longful for the Ferengi Fishnets shop and the Betazoid Beauty Store.

"Two drones are on the Bridge!" shouts Will over the Com.

Dax and I run up to the Bridge with heavy disruptors and enter, The drones turn round and look puzzled.

"You will not assimilate these people, but will come back to the Cube with myself and this Trill woman." I tell them.

Will looks amazed, but has a smile on his face; I'm not surprised while I'm wearing this outfit.

Jadzia Dax & I beam back with the drones. I am allowed easy access around the Cube because of who I am. We go to the Central Complex where we see the Borg Queen.

"Well, well, Deanna" she says, "Eager to start your life the Borg, it seems? We'll take the Trill woman."

The two of us suddenly blast away with our disruptors, and the Queen is injured before her body shields prevent further damage.

"Here is the self-destruct" shouts Dax. She activates it. The drones are still too confused to move agaiinst us.

That's it. I've had enough danger for one day. The Cappy had better let me spend a week in the Mall as a reward for all this!

"Two to beam out!" I call, and we are back on the Enterprise.

There is a loud blast as the Cube explodes,

"Warp engines offline!" says Geordi.

"One lifesign still remaining!" Data tells us.

A Borg escape pod has jettisoned, but goes at transwarp speed. With warp engines offline, we can't catch it."

"We are being hailed" Data tells us.

I just wonder who it's gonna be?

The image of the wounded Troi Borg Queen appears.

"You got away this time" she tells us, as she nurses her wounds, "But I'll get my revenge...especially on you, Deanna!"

Her image fades.

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"I'm off to the SickBay to get fixed up" I say, when looking at myself.

"You could keep the outfit on if you like, Deanna!" grins a satisfied Riker as if he has a plateful of donuts in front of him.

I give him a glare and walk out....although I did laugh to myself as well.

Deanna Troi: Borg Queen (Part One)

We've come across another anomoly in space; judging by our ability to find them, and the trouble it causes, we should head sharply in the other direction.

However, as somehow we've been labelled as 'explorers' we have to take a look.

"It is an apparent tear in space." declares Data scientifically, "It leads to a parallel universe."

"Can we see what it is like in there without getting sucked in?" I ask.

"Scanners are working, Captain." he says, "It reveals a lot of familiar planets there, including Earth. Lifesigns reveal they are all Borg. There are no others there."

"Shields up!" shouts Riker. I'll have to tell him that I want a turn at saying that sometime. Does he think that being the Commander untitles him to sole us of that phrase?

A Borg dominated universe is no place to see.

"The tear is very volitile" states Data, "It will collapse at any moment; wait, sir, there is a vessel coming through."

We see a Borg Cube come through just as the tear seals itself.

That's great! A battle with a Cube from a parallel universe! At least I won't be writing 'Nothing happened.' in my Journal. I'll more than likely be writing, 'Was assimilated today' in it.

We are hailed from the Cube with the usual phrases.

"We are the Borg; resistance is futile; you will be assimilated."

Even though they are from a parallel universe, the Borg script is still the same.

Oddly, though, the sound of the feminine voice that delivers it sounds eerily familiar; I can't think where, though.

A visual hail comes on the screen.



"Greetings, Captain; hello Will." says the Borg Queen. It is clearly an assimilated Deanna.

Riker chokes on the donut he was eating. Deanna, sitting next to me, can't believe it. She drops her chocolate sundae. My cup of Earl Grey falls off my chair.

"Yes, I was formerly Deanna Troi before I was assimilated and enlightened by the Collective." says the Queen."We have taken over and destroyed what was the Federation in our universe. Now we shall be doing the same in this one, starting with the Enterprise."

"No you won't!" I tell her in my 'authoritive Captain voice', "You'll find us very resiliant."

"They all say that at first" she sighs, "How about if I assimilate you first, Deanna? We could become great friends, "There are some great shops in the Borg Shopping Mall that we could explore together."

"Are there?" says Deanna eagerly for a moment, before she realises the situation.

"And as for you, Will" continues the Queen, "I may not assimilate you, but keep you as my little pet. You were no fun as a drone in the other universe."

A tractor beam from the Cube grips the Enterprise. We are starting to be pulled towards it.

"Drones will come aboard to escort you to the Assimilation Chamber." says the Queen menacingly.

I must admit, as tough spots go, this must rank an '11 out of 10'.

"Ideas!" I shout to the senior staff. I always say this when I haven't got a clue.

They all look clueless. Then I look at Deanna.

"Counselor" I may have an idea.