Trek to the Hellmouth. Redux Edition by Antonio Cabañas Chapter Ten
Star Trek in all its incarnations and all related characters are property of Paramount Pictures. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters were created and are owned by Joss Whedon. Star Trek, and Star Trek: The Next Generation created by Gene Roddenberry. I created Tony Castro and the USS Corsair, other adventures of her can be found in my site (address in my profile). Spoilers:
Buffy to season 4, Angel to season 1, although due to the nature of the story there is some spoilers to later seasons. Star Trek to Star Trek: First Contact, and to Deep Space Nine season 5. Last Revision:
I have revised the earlier chapters, tweaking some scenes and dialogue. Summary:
Nearly a month after the events of Star Trek: First Contact, the USS Enterprise, NCC-1701-E, is fully repaired, and it's ready to come back into service. But not all the Borg tech on board was removed... Initiative Complex
"From what I have started to remember, things were going to Hell, literally, and in the middle of that she died..." she closed her eyes and corrected herself "She sacrificed herself to save me, after betraying us." And then added "And she is the one."
"The one what?" asked Picard
"When I made that deal with the Entity, I thought at first that it had simply gave me back my youth. " explained Toni "But it was soon clear that it had given me a new body. I always supposed that it was from another of the little black projects of the Section like Ana, or the Tal Shiar like Cathy..."
"Wait a moment, Cathy, your eldest daughter, was also one an Augment clone?" asked Picard
"Yeah, not many know that. I was part of the operation to assault the lab, which was in neutral territory. We think that there was another lab in Romulan territory, but there was a reshuffle of the top seats in the Empire and the project was closed, we think." explained Toni "But there she was, just a little baby, so fragile, so defenseless... I adopted her and raised her as my own child. When she disappeared fifteen years ago..." she added, stifling a sob.
"I understand, Toni. " said Jean-Luc, thinking back on the death of his brother and his nephew
"Thank you, Jean Luc. But enough of my family problems." said Toni "You were saying?"
"I was about to ask what did you mean with 'she is the one'?" asked Picard
"Look at this." She said pointing at the scar in her right arm. "It looks familiar?"
"Not re... One moment, didn't you wound her with the knife in the same place?" said Picard, and then it dawned in him "You mean that..."
"Yes." Said Toni
"Excuse me, miss..." said Buffy to Irina, after the Captain and teh Admiral had disappeared into the office.
"Korova, Irina Korova, miss Summers." Said Irina.
"I have been thinking, and I have realized that I haven’t warned my friends that..."
Irina facepalmed, before cursing, realizing their gaffe
"...my people was coming. And last time that saw armed military, it was the Initiative, right?" said Irina. "And your friends are not going to think that a group of armed people moving furtively around their homes have good intentions."
Buffy nodded in answer and said.
"I have their phone numbers, but I don’t see any phone down here."
"Don’t worry, it will be a simple matter of hacking into a cellphone tower, we can do from the ship." Said Irina, just before calling the ship. Borg Hive
The cacophonic chorus of the voices of the drones was like a symphony for the Borg Queen, and she was directing the orchestra with the precision of a master on her trade. Even the pitiful voices of the original identities of the small, but growing number of drones, added to the music. She smiled as another set of voices joined the music, the voices of the demons that had been deemed capable of assimilation, their physical distinctiveness added to the Collective gene pool, when possible, as some of then had capabilities which seemed to depend on... 'magic' to work.
Her attention focused into a small squad which had been assigned with the task to add the humans designated Willow Rosenberg and Tara McClay to the collective. There were other 'magic' users in the city, a couple had already been assimilated, but those two, specially Rosenberg, had enough knowledge of 'magic' to give the research to allow the collective to use 'magic' a tremendous boost. The fact that they were known allies of the Slayer was a welcome extra.
In the past the Collective had dismissed the notion of psychological warfare... well that was not correct. It had been aware of the psychological effect of its appearance as a seemingly unstoppable juggernaut and counted on it. But it had long dismissed the effects on individuals of seeing somebody they knew, assimilated into the collective. Well, no longer. Adam had instructed her on such concepts and was willing to put them into practice. Willow and Tara residence
'In retrospect, it was not that great on an idea'
thought Chief Petty Officer Edvard Radcenko while hanging upside down with the rest of his squad. The slim redhead who was keeping then that way telekinetically was looking to them with a quite unfriendly expression, while the blonde woman in the back was talking to somebody through one of those archaic communication devices, a "cellphone", if he remembered correctly.
He had thought to use the approach to the house that both women shared as a practical exercise in stealth for the squad. He hadn't disbelieved the briefing that Commander Riker and Doctor Crusher had given him back in the Enterprise, but he hadn't exactly believed either about the power that a "witch" could summon. In their approach they must had tripped some kind of alarm, and suddenly they had found themselves immobilized and held upside down with their weapons in the ground.
Willow and Tara had been necking in the sofa, when the Enterprise Security troopers had tripped the passive ward that they had set up as an alarm. They had reacted quickly, ascertaining that they were normal humans armed with some kind of assault rifle, and activated one of the active wards which had lifted them and quit their weapons. They were deciding what to do, when Willow’s cellphone rang. Without saying a word she gave it to Tara who answered the call.
"Yes?" she said tentatively as the number didn’t appeared in the screen.
"Tara? I’m Buffy. Is Willow there?" said the Slayer
"Yes, but just now is dealing with... another matter." Said Tara cautiously. She didn’t know who could be listening, after all.
"Let me guess, between five and ten fit people, dressed in normal clothes, and armed to the teeth with rayguns?" said Buffy in an amused tone
"Seven, and they look like more futuristic assault rifles." Said Tara "Nothing that I have seen before, and coming from a family of gun nuts, that’s a tall order."
Buffy talked with somebody, she couldn’t understand the words, but it didn’t seem tense or anything, like she was being held at gunpoint.
"Ok, this is the sitch, a group of cyberzombies have arrived from the future to conquer the past, and one ship of their future space navy came back also to stop them. But the cyberzombies have reactivated Adam and are increasing their numbers." Said Buffy
"Increasing their numbers? How?" said Tara
"Zombies, remember?" Said Buffy.
"Put the phone on my ear, honey." Asked Willow, and asked to Buffy when Tara did that "So these are the good guys? Not Initiative thugs?"
"Nope, Wills. They are good guys, so you can leave them to help you with the defense against those things." Said Buffy.
Willow sighed and made a wrist movement, leaving the security people softly to the ground.
"All right, what do you need to do?" said Willow Harris residence
Chief Petty Officer Leona Shannon squad had it better than their counterparts in Radcenko squad, partly because they hadn't tried to a stealthy approach to the house, and partly because as Leona was talking to Xander through the door, Buffy called Xander to let them knew the sitch. Naturally, this led to another set of problems.
"So you are sort of Space Marines." Was saying Xander to CPO Shannon. "Cool, but I would have hoped that you would have been wearing something like power armor or similar. And rayguns, not this assault rifle."
"Well, power armor needs quite development yet. And this is not our usual weapons, that ‘Hellmouth’ plays havoc with our ‘rayguns’, so we have had to re..., to get the TR-116 out of storage." Said Shannon "Now, if you don’t have anything else to ask..."
Xander geek side wanted to ask many things, but he recognized the implied suggestion to leave, so he smiled, shook his head and left her alone. Just in time, as it happened, as one manhole cover flew upwards and a borg drone staggered out, just in time to be taken off by a silent shot from the house. TO BE CONTINUED...