Stardate: 71005:2100
Title: The Joker Cometh
Author: Emma Smith
Time: Concurrent with "Three Down"
Scene: Future Horizon / Planet-Side


=/\= Future Horizon =/\=

Golant Trize had never been or done anything special in his entire life. Colony born, he entered into the service of the Horizon after the Rennas wiped out his entire family. Although he cared little for rank or accolades, his past experience with the insectoids left him with a single thirst to quench... revenge.

*Stupid Neanderthals,* he thought as he considered the current Horizon's crew. *They've been left to muck up the universe AGAIN. Well, not this time.* He chuckled and set his phaser to kill. *Such a simple little task - take out their females and their ability to communicate will be gone... they'll be like blind little bugs scurrying about their crystal anthill.*

With the ruckus of the three missing Starfleet Officers keeping everyone otherwise occupied, it was simple enough to pull up the chamber coordinates from the history files. Oh yes, it had all been well documented - the graviton pulse, the martyred young doctor, everything, save one...

*I'm such a card...* He giggled.

There was almost a twinge of guilt when the butt of his phaser met with the back of the transporter chief's head... almost. But he was SURE what he did would be for the greater good.


=/\= Planet-Side - Beneath the Surface =/\=

Lily's grip tightened around Autumn's hand. She tried to raise her head. "Oh no," she gasped, "the pulse..."

Autumn moaned and turned to face her. "The pulse..." she croaked, "is that what starts it?"

Lily forced out the words... "It's the wild card."


=/\= Planet-Side - Female's Chamber =/\=

Golant materialized, the grin still on his face. "Well, aren't you a pretty little BUG..."

Raising his phaser he shook his head hard in an effort to clear the blood spewing from his eyes. Before he could, from behind, large mandibles clamped around his right leg.

With all that was going on, no one heard Golant's screaming as Heata'Zan ate him alive.


=/\= Planet-Side - Banquet Room =/\=

Captain Deadilus ordered their immediate beam-out...

Darka'Tal placed his hand to his head. *How could they know, my Queen... HOW could they know?? I understand. No one may be aware of our true nature... not yet. Yes, yes... I hear and obey, my Queen... no one will be left alive...*


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Lt. (J.G.) Emma Smith
Security Officer
USS Horizon
NCC-72400
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