Message-ID: <11938eli$9806062209@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: see@below.for.email (dimitri) Subject: (Dimitri) Star Trek Voyager - Temptations 5"( m/f, f/f, oral, anal ) [5/7] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: Text/Plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6lc27m$qnq$12@newsource.ihug.co.nz> Well hello there, how old are you again? What's that? You're not over the legal age to view pornography in your country and/or state? Then you can't read this story, it's illegal to do so and I will not accept any responsibility for anyone under the legal age who does read this. This story, while a sequel to other of my Star Trek stories, can be read as a stand alone, and hopefully you'll enjoy it. 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Chapter Five. ------------- Harry started as the turbolift doors to the Bridge opened, then relaxed when several crewmembers came in with tools, ready to get to work on the consoles damaged in the battle with the gelatinous creatures. The Jem'hadar guard who had been 'helping' him shifted back to it's military pose, watching everything that was done with a vigilant eye. Harry sighed, he had been unable to repair his science console, but had decided to call it a night, get some rest before his repair shift began. As he stood up his console beeped, frowning he looked at the main monitor. "What was that noise?" barked the Jem'hadar. Harry smiled,"I must have done something right, my console is fully operational again." He sat down at the console and began typing in commands, all thought of sleep banished from his mind. The Jem'Hadar watched him with suspicion for a few minutes, then seeing he was just running a diagnostic, turned to keep an eye on the other crewmembers. A few moments later Harry stood up and stretched. "I'll see you all later," he said with a grin,"I'm going to catch some z's!" There was some good natured grumbling from the other crewmembers. Harry shook his head with a wry grin and began to walk towards the turbolift, when he suddenly bolted forwards to Tuvok's Security Console. "What are you doing?!" he yelled at the crewmember working there,"You've released the Brig Forcefield!" As he pushed his startled crewmate away he began punching in commands, but an instant later the Jem'Hadar was pushing his aside. "What is going on!" he yelled, his hands on the console,"The Brig's forcefields are not.. arrrrgghhhhh!!!!!" An energy backlash fired through his system, causing intense pain and throwing him back several feet into the wall. His unrecognized bio-signature had activated the Security Console's defense measures, just as Harry had quickly programmed them to. As the repair crew recovered from the shock, Harry took control of the Security Console, opening the Emergency Medical Hologram channel to SickBay. "Doctor," he said, typing in commands as he spoke,"It's Harold here, one of the Jem'Hadar has been injured, we need an emergency teleport to Sickbay. Tell Kess I'm fine, and I'll see her in our quarters in an hour." The Doctor opened his mouth to say something, then nodded, yelling for Kess to activate the teleporter. Then he turned back to face Harry,"Thank you Harold, your message has been received." Harry sighed with relief as he cut the connection, he hoped that the Jem'Hadar would not question why he had not used his comm badge, and that if they were indeed monitoring communications as he believed it was only oral communications. A second later his theory was confirmed as three new Jem'Hadar stepped onto the Bridge, despite not being called for, and took their places in order to better 'help' facilitate repairs. - "Obviously Harry is trying to tell us something," whispered Janeway to the Doctor,"Have you scanned the message, any subliminal imaging?" "None," he replied quietly,"Although I believe Mr Kim was... corrupted gel packs should all be repaired within three hours," he suddenly said in a normal tone of voice as one of the Jem'Hadar walked by, once he was out of earshot he continued,"Mr Kim was, as they say, 'thinking on his feet?' And did not have time for anything too complicated." "Here," said Tuvok, sitting at the computer,"I have located what we are looking for." "We need to get those Jem'Hadar out of here," nodded Janeway,"I want to see this message with a little privacy." "I could surreptitiously drain power from the Brig's forcefields," returned Tuvok,"At the moment I would rather have Mr Masters wondering around free than the Jem'Hadar breathing down our necks." "Do it, Mr Tuvok," Janeway responded,"But make it very surreptitious, I don't want them tracing it back to us." Tuvok did not reply, but merely went to work, typing away at the computer, re-routing power from several decks and taking nearly all the compensators off-line, covering his tracks as he went. As he finished an alarm went off and the computer spoke up. "Warning! Brig Forcefields compromised by power drainage, Security Forcefields now inactive!" As it repeated the warning the Jem'Hadar rushed to the door, leaving one behind to 'assist' the Doctor and the Engineering staff as they worked on the corrupted gel packs. The Doctor walked over to the Jem'Hadar, carefully concealing the sedative needle he carried. "Could you turn that alarm off?" he asked,"It's making it difficult for me to concentrate." "Turn it off yourself!" snapped the Jem'Hadar,"And get back to work!" "So sorry," started the Doctor, turning to move away his feet somehow became tangled in each other and he fell backwards, the startled Jem'Hadar reaching out to catch him... and being stabbed with the hypodermic. As the hologrammatic doctor lowered the now unconscious Jem'Hadar to the ground, Tuvok brought up the message that Harry had risked his neck to send. "It is a sensor log," said Tuvok,"Obviously Mr Kim was able to get his Science Console operational, and now with enough gel packs repaired to make it possible, made a concealed long range sensor sweep." "What did he find?" asked Janeway,"What was so important as to so severely injure that Jem'Hadar?" The warrior who had been blasted by the Security Console lay - unconscious still - on an operating table as Kess saw to his wounds. "Interesting," said Tuvok,"There is a carefully concealed ship lying just out of of our short range sensors perimeter, it is unlike the Jem'Hadar Fighters, larger. As well as a full complement of Jem'Hadar warriors, there are two unknown lifeforms." "They could be the Vorta the Jem'Hadar Commander mentioned?" pondered Janeway. "A possibility, but the Jem'Hadar referred to the Vorta as a race, rather than a rank, and the two unknown beings are of a different species." "What else Tuvok? was he able to pierce the dampening field? Are we in the Alpha Quadrant?" Tuvok frowned,"There is a dampening field, but it is being artificially generated by the Jem'adar Fighters. Mr Kim was able to pierce it and get a look at the local astronomy... I recognize some of them," he looked up at Janeway,"I'm afraid that we are still in the Delta Quadrant, but somehow we have gone 5,000 Lightyears sideways of our previous location." Janeway allowed herself disappointment for a few seconds, then got back to business,"Sideways?" "Affirmative, rather them moving towards or away from the Alpha Quadrant, we have somehow been shunted sideways, gaining no ground but finding ourselves a little closer to the Gamma Quadrant." "Then hope isn't entirely lost," she said,"It's possible we could continue on to the Gamma Quadrant, the find that wormhole near DS9." "If the Jem'Hadar are, in fact, enemies of Starfleet, then we would find ourselves in hostile enemy territory, and that's only if the wormhole is still active, it may have been destroyed in the time we have been gone." "Okay then," said Janeway,"What else Mr Tuvok? Harry could have gone off duty, come down here and told us this, what's the big news?" Tuvok typed in some more commands, then frowned, seeming almost surprised,"Mr Kim has given us a visual reference of what he discovered, you will not like it Captain." Janeway watched as Tuvok brought the image up on screen, when it appeared her eyes widened slightly, then they closed and she let out a sigh. The image Harry had caught at the very limits of the long range sensors scanning reach was a ship, racing towards them at a leisurely Warp 4, neither coming fast nor slow, just coming in an inexorable, undeniable way. But it wasn't just any ship. It was a Borg Cube. --- Tom took a few seconds to register that it was Harry standing in the doorway, even then he wasn't sure what was going on, he knew he wasn't due back on repair shift for at least three hours. "Harry?" "Tom," replied the ensign, looking about worriedly,"I don't have time to explain, but we have to get out of here... immediately!" "Harry, what the hell are you talking about?" Tom asked, rubbing his still tired eyes,"My duty shift doesn't start till...." "Come on!" snapped Harry, once again looking around,"The Jem'hadar patrolling this deck will be back soon." Tom sighed,"Okay, whatever, just let me get back into my uniform and I'll...." "No time!" snapped Harry, grabbing Tom by the arm and pulling him out into the corridor. Tom was wearing a bathrobe over a white shirt and boxers, and didn't appreciate being pulled out into the corridor, so he pulled free and stepped back. "Damn it, Harry!" he started,"I oughta..." "Tom," snarled Harry and for the first time Tom realized how scared the Ensign was, and not just frightened but on the verge of panic,"We have to go now!" Tom hesitated, then nodded and started after Harry as he made his way to the turbolift. Behind him he heard rapidly approaching footsteps, it sounded like several large someones. "Come on!" whispered Harry harshly,"No more time." Tom stepped into the turbolift with Harry, turning about to see four Jem'Hadar come skidding around the corner. "Halt!" roared the lead,"Stop that turbolift!" The doors were already half closed, and Tom lifted one hand and said with a smile,"Sorry, this one's taken." - Torres blinked several times, then shook her head. "Lieutenant Torres?" asked Hogan, who had come straight back to Engineering after his meeting with Janeway,"Is something wrong?" "Strange," she said,"I was thinking about something that never happened." "Lieutenant?" She smiled slightly,"Nothing Hogan, let's get back to work on the plasma converter relays shall we?" After a second he nodded and they got back to work. And Torres allowed herself a troubled frown, she had been thinking about Officer Nash's surprising athletic, muscular body, his strong, good looking face... but she hadn't actually met him yet, how strange. - The turbolift shook. The Jem'Hadar commander growled an order as the lift came to a stop, the power circuits running it had been disabled. Instantly two of the other Jem'Hadar leaped down the tube, the grabbed the walls with amazing ease and slid down the forty feet to where the lift rested. The first to reach it grabbed the emergency hatch and ripped it open, whilst the second jammed his phaser rifle down the hatch and fired. The Commander waited impatiently as the two soldiers checked the interior of the turbolift, one turned about and roared up the tube. "Empty, no trace of them!" The Commander cursed, then stabbed his communicator. "This is Commander H'elgaran to all Jem'Hadar soldiers, you are to locate any member of the Bridge or Engineering Crew you come across and bring them to the Bridge, this excludes those working in Engineering now, all Jem'Hadar there are not to allow members of the Engineering Crew to leave, that it all!" And all over the ship the Jem'Hadar snapped to attention and set about on their task. - "Okay," said Tom with a groan as he was forced to leave his bathrobe behind,"Mind telling me what's going on now?" He and Harry had stopped the Turbolift between decks, slipped out through the escape hatch and into an automated venting system that Harry had programmed to open and then shut securely whilst still on the Bridge. That was why he had been so desperate to get Tom into the Turbolift, his escape plan would not have worked without impeccable timing, and they had pulled it off... just. Now they were in the Jeffries Tubes, making their way towards Janeway's Quarters where they would formulate a battle plan, he just hoped the Captain had been able to find his hidden message warning about the Dampening Field and the Borg. "Sorry Tom," gasped Harry,"But as you learnt back there, timing was of the essence." Tom let out a short, unamused laugh, his bathrobe had had to be left behind because a small part of it had been caught in the closing venting duct. Now Harry was worried their whereabouts would be located far more quickly than he had wanted. "For starters," said Harry,"We're still in the Delta Quadrant." Tom cursed. "Secondly, the Jem'Hadar are lying to us, and they've got more members of the Dominion out there with them, perhaps one of these Vorta." Tom groaned. "And last but not least, there's a Borg Cube headed right for us." Tom's eyes widened, and he didn't say anything, now he knew why Harry had been on the edge of panic. They slid into a junction and looked about, Tom wasn't really sure where the best area to head next would be, but the decision was quickly taken out of his hands. To their left they heard shuffling and cursing, someone coming up the Jeffries Tube, perhaps the Jem'Hadar? Harry motioned to Tom and they moved to the right. "If they have someone coming this way they most likely have someone coming the other way, we'll never make it to Janeway's Quarters." "So now what?" asked Tom. "I've got an idea," Harry said with a slight grin, and headed down the Jeffries Tube to get back onto the deck. A couple of minutes after they had disappeared, Norman Masters slid out into the junction from the left Tube, looked about, then moved down the right Jeffries Tube, passing the access point that Harry and Tom had just slid through. - Chakotay came awake fast, but not quite fast enough. The barrel of the phaser rifle convinced him not to roll out of his bed like he had planned too. The Jem'hadar barred it's teeth, whether in a smile or a snarl he wasn't sure. "So, showing our true colors now, are we?" The Jem'Hadar reversed it's rifle and slammed the butt into Chakotay's face, knocking him right back out again. - Janeway stopped right at the entrance to her quarters, the two Jem'Hadar on either side stood still, looking straight ahead. Tuvok seemed unperturbed, continuing on for a couple of steps, then, realizing his Captain was no longer at his side, turned about. "Captain?" he asked her,"What is the matter?" "A pain in my stomach," she said, clutching at her belly, she looked up at the Jem'Hadar who stood 'casually' on either side of her door,"I think I'm going to...." Before she could finish she fell to her side, straight into the arms of the surprised Jem'Hadar. As the other turned about to assist his comrade, Tuvok reached up and administered the Vulcan nerve pinch. As the soldier dropped to the ground, the second Jem'Hadar released Janeway, turning to grab Tuvok. But as Janeway fell she shot out her hands and grabbed him by the waist, then slammed her head hard into his belly, driving the air out of him. As he doubled over, Tuvok delivered a chop to his unprotected neck and he went down, unconscious. Janeway had slid free after headbutting the Jem'hadar, now she pulled two hypodermics and administered one to each Jem'hadar. "Help me move them, they're damn heavy," she said, grabbing the creature under the armpits, Tuvok nodded and grabbed it by it's feet. "This should buy us a little time," she said with a small smile. - "Why are we in a holosuite?" asked Tom. "I'll show you," said Harry with a grin, looking about at the metallic gray walls,"Computer, open Energency Medical Hologrammatic Channel." "Channel opened." Harry stepped into the arch of the door and smiled at the Doctor, who looked chagrined at being disturbed. "Mr Kim, do you mind, I'm trying to deal with these gel packs, and there are some Jem'Hadar here who insist that if that one yo... the Security Console injured, if he doesn't wake up in a few minutes they're going to kill him and divide up some drug they call the white." "Same deal as before, Doc," said Harry,"This time you do Tuvok's job, hope you understand, I'll contact you again in four minutes." The Doctor sighed,"I understand, goodbye Harold." As the channel closed Tom looked at Harry with a half smile, half frown,"Harold?" "Just his way of letting me know he understands." "Understands what?" asked Tom, still confused. "I've sent him another hidden message, instructing him to make contact with the Captain and piggyback our signal along to her, while doing the same with her signal to us." "So we can talk freely while anyone listening in will only hear our messages to the Doctor." "Exactly," laughed Harry,"And I doubt they'll be monitoring The EMH Channel anyway, I don't think they know the Doctor is a hologram." As Harry typed in more instructions, he gave his usual running explanation of what he was doing. It sometimes seemed to Tom that Harry was explaining for the benefit of same kind of unseen audience somewhere. "Now I'm patching in through a backdoor in my science console, hopefully I can get the internal sensors to warn us if any Jem'Hadar are coming this way." "But how will that help?" asked Tom,"How can we hide from them." Harry grinned, enjoying having all the answers,"Computer, if Jem'Hadar reach range of proximity scanners, create a holographic image of this suite, but empty, with no sign of us in it... also, if they're carrying tricorders, create a holographic image over them giving false readings of empty rooms." A second later the computer replied, but not in the way Harry had expected. "Unable to comply, security access required." Harry's eyes widened, and he looked over at Tom, who shrugged, as surprised to hear this as the Ensign was. "Under whose authority?" asked Harry. "Security Officer Russell Nash of Starfleet Security, ranking Officer of this Vessel." "What about Captain Janeway?" asked Tom. "Prisoner Norman Masters has escaped and is shielding himself from internal sensors, Officer Nash is now the ranking Officer." "Great," muttered Harry,"I wonder how the hell Masters got out?" "He's an Immortal," replied Tom,"I guess you pick up a few tricks over the centuries." "Warning," broke in the computer,"Three Jem'Hadar approaching holosuite three." Harry began typing madly, Tom looked over his shoulder. "What are you doing?" he asked,"I thought the holosuites were inactive?" "The Computer has cut off access to all the holoprograms, but not to all the files. I'm trying to access the list of the most recently used holoprograms, with any luck I might be able to activate one." "Jem'Hadar are approaching Holosuite three," the Computer repeated. "Got it, it's Captain Janeway's workout program... it'll have to do." He activated the program and suddenly the two men found themselves standing in an old cabin. "I thought this was a workout program?" asked Tom. "Maybe it's an outdoors survival course or something," Harry replied,"Now let's go, we have to find someplace to hide." They ran out of the cabin and into something completely unexpected. - "I am waiting for him to contact me, Captain," The Doctor was saying,"But so far I have received no message." "Keep an eye out, Doctor," Janeway sighed,"Hopefully he'll make contact soon." As she broke the connection she turned to face Tuvok. "We can't stay here, it's only a matter of time before someone tries to check in or replace those two Jem'Hadar guards we knocked out." "I can modify my tricorder to patch into the EMH Channel," Tuvok replied,"But the signal will be patchy at best." "It'll have to do, we need to try and take control of the ship back." As Tuvok typed in the commands on his tricorder, Janeway glanced longingly at the bed... she had so badly wanted to get at least a little sleep... it seemed that wouldn't happen anytime soon. "I am ready Captain," said Tuvok. Janeway nodded and walked towards the doors, but before she even got there they opened and several Jem'Hadar rushed in. The first grabbed for the Captain and found himself being hip-tossed almost effortlessly, but he was a trained soldier and was able to duck his head into a roll. As he landed he was already moving onto his feet again, but then Tuvok grabbed him by the neck, he stiffened and then collapsed. The other three were not as reckless, they held phaser rifles pointed right at the Captain and her Security Officer. "Captain Janeway," growled the lead,"You will come with us or we will not hesitate to incinerate your bodies." Janeway stood defiant for a few seconds, then nodded, knowing there was nothing else she could do. As she and Tuvok were led out of her quarters, the lead Jem'Hadar snorted in disgust at the prostrate bodies of the three Jem'Hadar who had been taken out by Janeway and Tuvok. He pointed his phaser and fired three times, disintegrating their bodies. A few minutes later Janeway found herself once more on the Bridge, most of the repair crew had been removed and the place was filled with fifteen Jem'Hadar, plus a woman who looked much like DS9's Security Chief - Odo - Was she one of the infamous Founders? "Captain Janeway, it is a pleasure," said the Founder. "Believe me," replied Janeway smartly,"The pleasure is all yours." Several of the Jem'Hadar gasped and moved forward as if to strike the Captain, but the Founder raised one hand and they all froze as one, then stepped back into place. "Captain, I am truly sorry it came to this, we had hoped to get our business done without your realizing what was happening, then leave... we were even considering bringing you back to the Alpha Quadrant... we still are." "I know why you're here," replied Janeway,"And it's hardly to bring Norman Masters to justice, in fact I wouldn't be surprised if you hadn't made up the whole Federation/Dominion Treaty." The Founder nodded,"You are an insightful woman, Captain, we did indeed lie when we told you we were part of a joint operation to bring Mr Masters to justice... although believe me he is sorely in need of rehabilitation... there is no Treaty between the Federation and ourselves, simply because we don't need one, the Dominion can survive well enough on it's own, throughout our existence we have easily dealt with all threats to our safety when they have arisen." "Only there's one threat you can't just sit around and wait to 'arise', is there?" Janeway replied,"If you've come to attempt what I think you're here to attempt, then you are mad." "Hardly mad, Captain," replied the Founder smoothly,"We have come to defeat a threat to our existence, just as we dealt with the Romulans and Cardassians... just as we are even now dealing with the Klingons and the Federation back in the Alpha Quadrant," she paused for a minute,"We are here to annihilate the Borg." End Chapter Five of Seven. -------------------------- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----