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        Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter One.


	Picard was beginning to get irritated, he looked at Odo as if he 
could somehow blame the shape shifter for this inconvenience.
	The Enterprise - the most advanced ship, and indeed the Flagship - of 
the Federation was stationed just above Space station DS9, the crew had been 
given some long-awaited and highly deserved shore leave and Picard was just 
as eager as the rest of the crew to stretch his legs out by the famous green 
oceans of Bajor.
	"Don't look at me like that," replied Odo,"Starfleet sent a message 
that you're to wait for their Security representative, so wait you shall."
	Picard sipped at his Earl Grey tea and sighed, he wondered what the 
rest of the crew were doing right now.

	---

	Deanna's ass rammed against the tree and she gave a little squeal of 
pleasure.  The big thick cock pushed between her pussy lips, her legs spread 
wide as her firm, tanned ass rubbed against the moist bark of the tree.
	"YES!" she groaned as one large, rough hand grabbed the back of her 
neck, pulled her forward and pressed his lips against hers, his tongue pushed 
deep down her throat.  Another hand grabbed one large breast in hand and 
squeezed roughly.
	Worf was fucking her hard and fast, the true Klingon style, it was 
almost like animal coupling.  His cock was pushing in and out of her dripping 
cunt faster and faster, their body's slamming together harder and harder, 
faster and faster.  His cock slid up and down against the upper wall of her 
cunt, as he pushed hard against her the base of his cock grinded against her 
pussy and clitoris, driving her crazy with desire.
	"FUCK ME!" she screamed and he continued pummeling into her, he 
growled like an animal and grinned ferociously, he lowered his face towards 
hers and she snapped up at him with her teeth, a large grin on her face, he 
pulled back in surprise, then he began to laugh.
	"Are you sure you're not part Klingon?" he laughed in his deep voice 
and stepped away, his cock pulled out and she mewled in disappointment.  He 
grabbed her by the arm and pushed her to the ground, she felt his large hands 
grab her asscheeks and pull them apart, she spread her legs in anticipation 
and raised up her ass, squealing in excitement as she once more felt his 
thick cock pushing into her dripping pussy, spreading her pussy lips and 
filling her to the hilt.
	Hands grabbed her waist and suddenly he was pushing in and out of her
again.  She rammed her own ass back against his heavy hips, they moved in 
perfect counterpoint to each other, as he pushed forward she moved back, so 
he was always ramming hard against her.
	"FUCK ME! FUCK ME YOU BASTARD!" she screamed and Worf grunted in 
approval, this was the way he wanted women to act, not some meek, tiny little 
thing who let out little gasps or whines, but a woman who fucked him back as 
hard as he fucked her.
	"YES!" he cried, banging her faster and faster, ramming against her 
perfectly formed ass, pushing her forward and back with each stroke, her tits 
rubbing against the grass, she cried out in pleasure and suddenly she was 
cumming, hers hips bucked back and forth, her juices seemed to explode out of 
her, sweat dripped from her body and she let out a moan of excitement.  As 
she collapsed down against the grass, finally fucked out and Worf knew it was 
time to cum.  He stopped holding back and began sliding in and out of her 
faster and faster, driving her now incredibly sensitive cunt wild with 
excitement, and then he was pumping cum into her as he came, squirting semen 
deep into her.
	He had proved his dominance over her by making her orgasm before he 
did, this was extremely important for Klingon men to do, a Klingon male was 
judged on how well he could fight, how well he could command others and also 
how well he could fuck.
	He collapsed next to her and let a little smile run across his lips, 
Deanna pushed herself up onto one elbow and ran her fingers down his large, 
well built chest.
	"Do you ever think about...I don't know...getting back together?"
	Worf sighed, then pulled himself up onto his elbows,"We've been 
through this Deanna, you wanted to change me, suppress my Klingon side, and I 
couldn't do it."
	Deanna lowered her eyes, it was true, she had tried to subdue Worf's 
Klingon nature, make him more like the cultured and refined Betazoid men, and 
he had hated her for it.  Not long after the Enterprise D was destroyed, he 
had been transferred to DS9, where he had met and fallen in love with Jadzir 
Dax.  And yet, every time they met up she struggled to rekindle the 
friendship they had once had, and every time they ended up fucking in that 
hard Klingon style that had once frightened her.
	"This had to end," said Worf to her,"We can't go on sleeping together 
whenever you show up at the Station, I'm marrying Dax soon, and I won't 
betray her any more than I already have."
	"We were good together," started Deanna, he raised an arm and stopped 
her.
	"We were, but now we can barely be cordial to each other, and 
whenever we try to sit down and talk, we end up screwing each others brains 
out."
	Deanna nodded, standing up she began to pull her uniform back up, she 
smiled at him.
	"You have to admit Worf, for a last fuck, it was pretty damn good!"
	He just stared at her for a few seconds, then he began to laugh, a 
deep, good natured laugh.
	"It was," he finally said, his laughter dying down,"It certainly 
was."
	---

	Picard stared at the small cube in mixed wonder and more than a 
little fear.
	"How is this possible?" he said quietly, breaking several minutes of 
silence.
	Officer Maria Valdez smiled a little and said,"The story would fill 
an epic, but the watered down version is this."
	"Me and my security team tracked down a former agent of the Obsidian 
Order that was selling items on the side to the highest bidder, we threatened 
to expose him to his higher officers and he agreed to tell us what he had 
done with the cube, we tracked down a Lithian who had sold it to a Romulan, 
who had in turn lost it in a gambling game to a Ferengi on this station."
	"Quark?" said Odo, raising his eyebrows.
	Maria looked a little irritated at being interrupted, but nodded.
	"I thought you looked familiar," the shape shifter grunted,"You were 
that trader from Earth with all that Latinum to spend, I thought your story 
was false."
	Maria seemed a little surprised that Odo remembered her from several 
months ago, traders were coming through DS9 all the time, how could he 
possibly know everyone?
	"Anyway," she continued,"Quark led us to a Gardazian who tried to 
swindle it out of us while we were on a shuttle trader making the Hawkins 
Run, but we managed to capture him and the Cube.  And now you see it before 
you."
        Picard sat back and placed his finger against his chin, he closed his 
eyes for a second and then said the one question Valdez hadn't expected.
        "Why did you bring it to me?"
        She opened her mouth wide for a second, then thinking better of 
herself she replied,"Well, you did have a hand in creating him....."
        Again he interrupted her with an unexpected statement,"Mr Data was 
far more responsible than I," he said,"If Data hadn't asked the computer to 
create a gaming opponent capable of challenging his intellect Moriaty would 
have remained a figment of Arthur Conan Doyle's imagination."
        Valdez smiled slightly, then began her specially prepared speech, as 
she started Odo seemed to zone out, although she suspected he was taking in 
everything.
        And Picard listened to her begin to speak, and by the end of the 
first sentence they both already knew he wouldn't like what she had to say.

	---

	Riker felt strong hands grip him under his armpits, as he was lifted 
into the air his training took over and he kicked back, smashing his unknown 
assailant in the knee, he heard a grunt and the hands released him.
	As he fell he tucked his head down and rolled, springing to his feet 
he whirled to find himself facing a seven foot tall Gunderwoman.
	She grinned happily at him, crouching into a fighting stance she 
began circling him, he returned the move, completely unsure of what was going 
on.  Then she leaped, her huge leg muscles propelling her through the air, 
Riker tried to leap away but one hand the size of a human head grabbed an 
ankle and swung him around so he dangled upside down.
	The Gunder are a Nomadic people whose constant travel through space 
had strange affects on their physiology, at seven feet tall and four feet 
across at the shoulders, this Gunderwoman would be considered delicate.
	As he dropped to the ground he heard laughter from the assembled 
crowd of the Promenade, he wondered why nobody had called for Security.
	Once more her was lifted into the air, face to face with the 
Gunderwoman he stared into her large, moon shaped face, she pulled him close, 
opened her mouth, letting out fetid breath, and then she.....
	KISSED HIM!
	He tried not to gag as he felt her thick tongue pressing down his 
throat, she made a deep growling noise that was the equivalent of a moan of 
pleasure and then she was pulling away.
	"TOMMY!" she laughed and suddenly he was dropped to the ground again.
	He finally understood, this Gunder had mistaken him for his 
doppelganger, the sometimes Marqui rebel Thomas Riker.
	"You've made a mistake," he said, getting to his feet and brushing 
his lip with his sleeve,"I'm Will Riker, I'm Tom's.....'brother'"
	The Gunder frowned, her mind trying to comprehend this, then she 
smiled widely.
	"Tommy play game with Alanna!"
	- Alanna? Oh God, what has he gotten me in to? - thought Will to 
himself, he smiled back and replied.
	"No, 'Tommy' is my 'brother', My name is Will Riker, I'm a Starfleet 
Officer."
	Alanna frowned again, thinking things through wasn't a strong point 
of the Gunders, in fact many of them couldn't even speak.  Finally she nodded 
solemnly and placed her large palm against his chest.
	"You twin?"
	"Something like that," responded Will, he wished all these spectators 
would go away.
	She smiled,"Too bad, Alanna have a lot of fun with Tom, you want to 
have fun with Alanna?"
	"Maybe some other time," he responded and she laughed.
	"Brother not know what he miss out on, human hasn't had sex till he 
had sex with Gunderwomen!"
	As she turned and walked away, her huge asscheeks grinding against 
each other in the tight fur pants she wore, a vision of having sex with her 
came into his mind and he had to fight back an urge to retch.
	"Commander Riker, report to Quarks Bar immediately," came Picard's 
voice over the comm-badge.
	"Quarks?" said Riker out loud, surprised as to the location of the 
call, then he responded he was on his way and began heading down the 
Promenade, while behind him people pointed and laughed.

	---

	"I was under the impression it had been destroyed in the fire at the 
Leonard McCoy Research Facility in San Francisco," said Data, holding the 
cube in his hand.
	"That was what the thieves hoped to make us believe," said Marvek, a 
high ranking Vulcan Ambassador that Officer Valdez had brought with her,"In 
reality, they hoped to sell the cube for a large price, due to it's unique 
nature."
	"The first sentient hologrammatic character," said Geordi LaForge in 
slight awe,"He fooled us all and nearly took over the Enterprise."
	"It was an inspired idea to use his own plans against him," said 
Marvek coolly, for some reason Picard got the impression the Vulcan didn't 
like him,"Making him believe that he had been released into the real world, 
when all along he was contained inside a self running, constantly evolving 
hologrammatic world."
	The doors to the holo-suite opened and Riker stepped in, followed by 
a nervous looking Quark.
	"What are you doing here?" asked Odo, who had asked himself the same 
question, why was this Valdez allowing him access to so much unnecessary 
information, he had a feeling he knew the answer, and it wasn't one he liked.
	"You're using my holo-suite!" muttered Quark, his eyes glancing 
around at the assembled Officers, trying to discover whatever information he 
could,"Without paying might I add! And I think I should...."
	Valdez reached into a small bag that rested on her waist and pulled 
out a handful of gold pressed latinum.
	"Here," she said, tossing it to the startled Ferengi,"Get out."
	Quark tried his best to look offended, then he got onto his knees, 
scooped up the latinum and sped out the door.
	"Very well," said Picard,"We're all assembled, it's time I told you 
what Starfleet has planned for us."
	The officers in the holo suite were :

	Jean Luc Picard - Captain Of The Enterprise
	William Riker - 1st Officer Of The Enterprise
	Deanna Troi - Counsellor Of The Enterprise
	Beverly Crusher - The Enterprise Ship Doctor
	Data - Scientific Officer Of The Enterprise
	Geordi LaForge - Chief Engineer Of The Enterprise
	Worf - Former Head Of Security Of The Enterprise, now an Officer on 
DS9
	Maria Valdez - Security Officer For Federation Security Special 
Forces
	Marvek - A High Ranking Vulcan Ambassador, here as an Advisor and 
also Observer for the Vulcan Government.
	Odo - Head Of Security For Space Station Deep Space Nine.

	"Several years ago, Commander Data accidently created a sentient life 
form on board the Enterprise D, it had been merely been a hologrammatic 
sprite until then, but it soon showed us it was self aware and highly 
intelligent."
	"More than highly intelligent," said Marvek smoothly, and once more 
Picard thought he noted a hint of displeasure in the Vulcan's voice,"The 
sprite showed it was capable of a level of intelligence equal to or higher 
than Commander Data."
	Picard continued,"We promised to help find a way to bring him out of 
the holo-world he was trapped in, but the finest minds of Starfleet were 
unable to discover how to accomplish this.  Nearly a year later, Reg - one of 
the Engineering staff - accidently released Moriarty and he took us hostage, 
actually fooling us that he was capable of leaving the holo-rooms.  	
	Eventually we turned his own scheme against him and constructed this 
cube, a self running, self evolving hologrammatic world that contains Moriaty 
and his love, they travel around in what could be described as another 
Universe."
	Picard looked around, most of the assembled officers already knew 
this, had in fact experienced it first hand, but everyone was listening 
patiently, waiting to hear what was coming next.
	"We left the cube with Starfleet, who in turn gave it to the Leonard 
McCoy Research Facility in San Francisco."
	"When the Facility was destroyed, we assumed that the Moriaty Cube 
was destroyed also.  It seems we were wrong, the cube was stolen and the fire 
set to cover their tracks."
	"And now Starfleet wants us to check up on Moriarty," said Picard 
finally,"We're to go into this hologrammatic Universe and see what's what."
	"With al due respect sir," said Riker,"Why us?"
	"Because Moriaty trusts you," said Valdez,"And Starfleet feels he may 
be a Security risk."
	Picard shook his head sadly, he still couldn't believe it.
	"A security risk?" cried Riker,"He lives in a false Universe, how can 
he be a security risk?"
	"Because," replied Marvek, and now Picard thought he noted a hint of 
impatience,"Over the last year Starfleet has been registering strange energy 
readings, we were recently able to identify it as a sub-space signal, it 
seems to be reaching right into Starfleets main database.  As one would 
expect, Starfleet were very nervous about this and began tracking down the 
signal, we eventually tracked it to the Moriaty Cube."
	"So you believe Moriaty is stockpiling information?" asked Data,"To 
what end?"
	"That's what we hope to discover," said Valdez,"When we go into the 
Universe and find out!"

	---

	Odo stepped out of the holo-suite, Valdez was right behind him.
	"Officer Valdez?" he said,"What was the point of having me in there?"
	"I value your input," she replied,"I also wanted you to make sure 
that little Ferengi doesn't pry into what's happening in here, so I wanted 
you to see just how important this was."
	As she turned and walked back into the Holosuite, Odo bit back a 
bitter laugh and returned to his Security Office.
	- I can see through your lies - thought Odo to himself - Just because 
I'm a member of the race that rules the Dominion they think I'm a security 
risk! - he laughed out loud to himself, he already knew they were going to 
follow him around the Station, see if he made any 'secret communiques' to the 
Dominion.
	"What are you laughing about?" asked No'Kase, still in his Holding 
Cell after nearly six weeks from when he had invaded the Station (*).  The 
Cardassian's thought him dead (**), and he was here until Starfleet figured 
out what to do with him.
	"Just you," lied Odo,"I was wondering if they would put you to work 
in the ore mines when they get you back, or if you'll just be executed?"
	No'Kase frowned and sat back down.

	---

	Data added the final attachment and the cube was now joined to the 
Computer archway, the cube's program was now available to Station computers.
	"Now remember," said Valdez,"It's possible that you Officers from the 
Enterprise have alternates in this Universe, as the program is designed to 
protect Moriaty from realizing he is in a hologram program the computer may 
have created other yous."
	"In that case," said Data,"I can program the computer to allow us to 
take over from our alternates, it will store them in memory until we have 
finished."
	"Make it so," said Picard, he stared around at the dimly growing grid 
of the holo-suite and felt an unexpected wave of excitement, this was why he 
had joined Starfleet, to explore the unknown, to discover strange new worlds 
and new civilizations, why, to boldly go where no one had gone before.
	Data finished the adjustments and turned to face Valdez.
	"Whenever you feel like it," he said.
	Valdez smiled and stared around at the assembled officers.
	"Computer, link program to Holosuite."

	---

	Worf's eyes widened as he found himself facing a Cardassian, next to 
him stood Beverly and Deanna.
	"No'Kase?" said Worf, a little shocked.
	"Have we meet?" asked No'Kase,"I thought I knew all my clientele?"
	Worf's mind instantly took in what must have happened and 
replied,"No, we haven't meet, is your name No'Kase? I was just saying to 
myself that I had....um, forgotten my briefcase."
	No'Kase's eyes narrowed, he didn't often meet Klingons who carried 
briefcases, then his training took over and he smiled warmly.
	"Now ladies and gentleman," he said,"You've read our brochure, and if 
you're ready, we can get to the machines and split your minds."
	He turned and walked away, Deanna and Beverly turned to face Worf.
	"Split our minds?"
	Worf frowned,"Let's go along with him for now, find out what's going 
on and then contact the Captain."
	They hurried along after No'Kase.

	---

	Riker's finger fired the disrupter before he even knew what was going 
on, his eyes widened and he suddenly found himself facing a room full of 
stunned men in suits.  Before him on the floor were the burnt remains of what 
must have been a humanoid figure.  Riker noted that he held a disrupter set 
to full power.
	"This is your idea of a warning!" cried one of the men in the 
boardroom.
	A figure stepped up next to Riker, a tall, well built man with thick, 
coarse features.
	"Consider that your final warning gentlemen," he growled, he turned 
to face Riker,"Shall we beam out sir?"
	"Indeed," replied Riker, keeping an impassive face, trying to figure 
out what was going on.
	"Beam out," muttered the man and Riker and the man beamed away, 
leaving the shocked businessmen behind.

	---

	Picard opened his eyes as the loud noise of the klaxon went off, his 
room flashed with flashing yellow light.
	"Captain Picard to the Bridge," came a voice over the comms line, 
Picard sat up and looked around, the room was unfamiliar, but several of his 
possessions were there, including his collection of ships modeled on previous 
Enterprise's.
	He stood up and saw that he was wearing gray clothing, he wasn't 
sure, but he had a feeling he wasn't going to find a Starfleet Uniform in his 
wardrobe.
	He walked through the doors and found himself in a narrow corridor, 
revealing that this wasn't a Federation ship.
	He stepped into the turbo lift and was soon heading towards the 
bridge.  When he stepped out he found himself facing Valdez.
	"Captain," she said quietly,"We have a problem."
	Picard looked up and found himself facing a large problem indeed.
	On the view screen Picard could see a very large, familiar ship - The 
Enterprise E.
	"They're hailing us," said the helmsmen.
	"On screen," replied Picard.
	A face appeared on screen, the eyes of the man widened at the sight 
of Picard, then he regained his composure.
	"Captain Picard? This is Captain Sisko of the Federation Starship 
Enterprise, I am ordering you and your Marqui ship to surrender or we will be 
forced to open fire upon you!"

	---------------
	End Chapter One
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	(*) Back in Immortal Voyagers, available upon request.
	(**) In the above's sequel - Logic - also available upon request.

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