Return Of The Dolittles (Part One)

Guest Poster: Sheena

I've been on Tarsus VI for two months now, ever since adapting the role of Queen of The Jungle here. Formerly the baby daughter of Wesley Crusher and Karena, my growth and intelligence was boosted to that of a sixteen year old when I entered a mysterious obelisk. When I emerged, I found I could talk to all the animals here. The obelisk was left here by a strange race called the Dolittles. The animals have accepted my as their Queen, and I decided to stay here.

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"What's the situation today, Mac?" I ask my trusted lieutenant.



"The usual troubles." the chimpanzee complains, "The lions won't talk to the cheetahs, the elephants want more food, the giraffes want taller trees...need I go on?"

"I understand, Mac." I reply. Over the last two months, I've made some great advancements, and solved so many problems that have gone on through generations of jungle life here on Tarsus VI. There are still some that require the care of a top level Starfleet diplomat. The ringleaders behave like old 20th century union organisers, who are demanding more for their members. However, the one thing they can't do is go on strike!

I look wistfully at the obelisk that changed me.



"Just how long has that obelisk been here, Mac?" I ask.

"I've no idea, Queen Sheena." he replies, "Facts about it have been passed from generation to generation of the creatures. They only know it was a race called the Dolittles. Why it was put there, I don't know, but you were the first person ever to enter it...and also the first to come out."

A group of lions, tigers and cheetahs gather to hear my ruling on the latest border dispute. As Queen of the Jungle, they have learnt to accept my judgement as a final decision.

"We were on the border first!" say the lions.

"We've only got your word for it." say the tigers.

The clever cheetahs produce evidence of a cheetah graveyward that pre-dates the time the lions say they were there. I rule in favour of the cheetahs, sending the lions and tigers off in a mutual grumble..

Sky the giraffe, who is our early warning system comes quickly to where we are all assembled,. at the Queen's Courtroom, a flat piece of land, surrounded by trees.



"Queen Sheena." he calls out, "We have a problem. A spaceship has landed nearby."

"Is it a Starfleet shuttlecraft?" I askk, "Maybe my parents have come to visit?"

"No." he answers, "It has been described in folklore, though. The garb of those getting out is the same. The Dolittles, the race who assembled the obelisk, have returned."

To be continued......

Sheena, Queen Of The Jungle (Part Five)

Guest Poster: Sheena

As a one-year old, I accidentally hit some buttons and crawled into an obelisk on the jungle planet of Tarsus VI. Lights in there aged me to seventeen, and also gave me the ability to talk with animals. They told me that the obelisk was put there generations ago by a mysterious race known as the Doolittles. The crew of the Enterprise and Rhode Island have been out searching for me, but are now returning...

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"Here they come!" Sky the giraffe tells us all. He's the equivilant of a long range sensor system on a starship.

I see my mother, weeping away, being held by my father. I step forward.

"Mom, Dad? It's me!" I yell out.



"Who are you?." shouts my Mom angrily, "Have you kidnapped my daughter? If you have, your life won't be worth living!"

"I'm Sheena." I explain, although I know this won't be easy, "I went in that obelisk and it changed me into a seventeen year old."

"My daughter is one year old!!" screams my mother, about to throw a spear in my direction.

"Wait, Karena!" urges my grandmother Beverly, "I've scanned her DNA body make up. This is 95% identical to your baby Sheena."

"It's only 95% because I now have the ability to talk to all jungle creatures." I tell them, "My bodily composition has altered slightly."



"She's nearly as old as we are, Karena." whispers my Dad in a groaning voice, "I suddenly feel quite ancient. Still, it's useful to be able to bypass puberty like that. I wish I could have done that."

"Well, it's good to find you, Sheena." Captain Hernandez remarks to me. "Now we can all beam up."



"Err...I'm not sure if I'm ready to go back yet." I tell them, "The animals tell me that they need organising, and that there have been a lot of alien predators visiting. They need me to defend them."

"But you're my daughter!" my mom cries out, "You're a Princess and will eventually be Queen of my own planet."

"Yes, mother." I answer, "When my time here is over, I'll join you on the Rhode Island again, and eventually be Queen of our planet, but right now, I'm Queen of the Jungle here on Tarsus VI."

I show her the spears, plus the bows and arrows I have made.

"I'm proud of you, my daughter." she says with a sniffle, "You are a true amazon warrior. We'll leave you an emergency beacon. Activate it when you need us."

"Thank you, mother." I say, although I knew she is upset at leaving her daughter here.

"I know how hard it is for you, Karena." Beverly tells Karena, "But she is a grown woman now, ready to make her own destiny."

After enough tears to fill a dozen boxes of tissues, everyone beams off, leaving me with the animals.



"Pass me a tissue." says Mac the monkey, "I always get upset at this sort of thing."

Sheena, Queen Of The Jungle (Part Four)

Guest Poster: Sheena

What a difference a short time has made.

Not long ago, I was a one year old baby who accidentally pressed a few buttons of a strange obelisk placed by the Doolittle race hundreds of years ago on the jungle planet of Tarsus VI. I crawled in and a few flashing lights not only aged me to a seventeen year old, but gave be the ability to talk to all the animals here. My mom and dad, who are Karena and Wesley are with the others of the Enterprise and Rhode Island searching for me. For the moment, they have given up here for now. That's what Mac the monkey tells me. Until they return, I have agreed to help the animals here with their various disputes.

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Several minutes later, I had fashioned my own spear, just like the sort my mother had. I was an Amazon Queen with a responsibility to all the creatures here.

"Let's go to the meeting place, Sheena." Mac advised me, "All of the representatives are there, with a few things to say. Stripey will take us there."

"Stripey?" I asked. "You'll see." the primate answered.



A few moments later, Stripey and I were going along. All I heard were complaints from him were about being persecuted and laughed at by the lions because of their appearance.

"A right moaner this one!" Mac whispered in my ear.

Soon, we reached a circle where representatives of all the species had gathered.



"Who is this, then?" demanded the lion, "I hardly think we can talk to a human!"

"That's just it, Lenny!" exclaimed Mac, "We can. Sheena here has the ability to talk to all animals. She can help us with disdputes and stop the alien hunters that come to this planet."

"Can you tell what I'm saying?" the lion asked me.

"Sure can." I replied.

"Interesting." commented a tiger, "Well we've been having a lot of territorial problems with the lions."

"Don't forget the agreement that meat eaters can only eat so many non-meat eaters per year." remarked a giraffe. "Don't think I haven't noticed how much more you predators have been having."

More and more issues kept piling up.



Mac groaned and put his fingers in his ears.

"It always gets like this!" he explained.

Suddenly the giraffe made a noise.

"Hold on, everybody!"

"What is it, Sky?" Lenny asked.

"I can see in the distance." Sky answered, "The humans are walking back."

To be continued after the TWQ.......

Sheena, Queen Of The Jungle (Part Three)

Editor's Note:

Sheena, the one year old child of Karena and Wesley has wandered into a mysterious obelisk on a jungle planet named Tarsus VI by accidentally pressing a few buttons. As it is impervious to sensors, the crews of the USS Rhode Island and Enterprise cannot locate where she is. They have left the area, convinced that she has been abducted, and are looking to other parts of the planet. Meanwhile, inside the obelisk, lights continue to bathe little Sheena...



Guest Poster: Sheena

What is happening to me? I feel so very different.



The multicoloured lights that seem to have been flashing away endlessly suddenly come to a stop. What a relief. It's like hitting your head against a brick wall and finding out you will be much better when you stop.

I look down at myself. To my amazement, I've now grown out of my baby clothes. I'm now taller. A lot taller. Also a lot older.

I stand up and find I must be about six foot tall, and probably about seventeen years old. I struggle up and grab my baby clothes. As I remember how my mother dresses, I rip the clothes and cover myself. Now I look like an an amazon. Mom would be proud of me. Not only have I grown up, but I have the intelligence of a seventeen year old.

The door to the outside world has sprang open. Presumably it did so when the flashing lights ended. Now to rejoin my parents. Won't I have a story to tell them! They will probably be quite relieved that they don't have to get up in the middle of the night and sing me a lullaby.



Except there is no one there. Everyone has deserted me. Surely my parents didn't leave me here? I know I've been a bad girl at time, and caused a few sleepless nights, but.....

"The humans are looking for you." says a voice. I mturn round, but all there is is a monkey looking at me.

"Who was that?" I ask quickly.

"It's me, cloth ears!" answers the monkey.

"Someone is doing a good ventriloquism act here." I comment, "Is it you, Commander Hathaway?"

The monkey rolls his eyes. "Look" he says, "When you were in that obelisk, it aged you and also gave you the ability to talk with all animals. That object was placed here centuries ago by a race calleed the Doolittles."



"All right, I'll buy it." I tell the monkey, "I'm Sheena. Who are you anyway?"

"You can call me Mac." he says, "I've got a number of animal pals around here. We could do with some organisation. You won't believe the disputes the various species have. We could do with an independant arbitar who could sort things out. Will you do it, Sheena?"

I consider it.

"Alright, Mac." I answer, "My people are bound to come back sooner or later. Until then, I'd be happy to help."

"That's the spirit!" Mac exclaims, "From now on, you're Queen Of The Jungle!"

To be continued...