Adam Allgood
pianodrums@aol.com

I have noticed that other authors post disclaimers before their
stories.  Here's one.
Sailor Moon, and all related characters belong to Naoko Takeuchi and
Kodansha, Bandai, Dic, etc.  Star Trek, created by Gene Roddenberry, and all
of it's related characters belong to Paramount Pictures.  Any other
characters were created by me.


 Star Trek: 
Sailor Moon

Mutual Dilemma 

Chapter 10
        Commander Riker leveled his phaser, pointing it towards Roshalon's
chest.  "I'm sorry.  I just cannot let you do this."  He fired.  The phaser
emitted a blinding bright red beam.  It closed the distance between the
commander and Roshalon in nanoseconds.  The beam created a cracking noise
as it superheated the air surrounding it.  It tore through the distance
along its linear path that led toward Roshalon's heart.  It never arrived.
A green electromagnetic field appeared in front of Roshalon; blocking the
phaser beam.  Roshalon spoke alone once again.
        "Haven't you realized that we are unstoppable?  We are your link to
the Borg.  We will assist you in your transition."  Riker pointed his
phaser at an advancing Borg.
        "I have a transition for you."  He fired, and the Borg went down.
Immediately after this, the other Starfleet officers laid down a barrage of
phaser fire.  The advancing soldiers were cut down like grass, their
severed life-tubes spewing plasma into the air.  The soldiers behind their
fallen comrades immediately stepped forward.  More phaser fire greeted
them.
        "Sparkling Wide Pressure!"  The advancing Borg provoked the scouts
into combat.  Lightning arcked across the street, destroying several Borg
units.  They were immediately replaced by others moving behind them.  The
chances of victory were quite small.
        "Fire soul!"  Sailor Mars unleashed a fireball into the heart of
the advancing soldiers.  This unnerved many of the Starfleet security
personnel.  They were unused to the unusual weaponry that the Scouts
possessed.  However, they continued to fire their meek phaser beams into
the blasted Borg.  Worf and Riker moved together and started to whisper.
Riker tapped his communicator, and began to speak into it.  Immediately,
the overhead shuttlecraft moved above the fray.
        "Everyone retreat!"  called out Riker.  Sailors Mars and Jupiter
leapt onto the roofs of the nearby buildings.  Starfleet officers cut paths
through the sea of Borg that led to the fire escapes.  Worf drew his
bat'leth, and, grabbing his commander's arm, sliced his own path.  The
sidewalks were drenched with fluid spilled from tubing on the Borg units.
Roshalon and the female continued to stand side by side.  Sailors Mercury
and Venus rushed forward towards the limp form of Sailor Moon.  They both
knelt down beside their unconscious friend.  Mercury slipped her arms under
Sailor Moon's at the same time Venus slipped her arms under Sailor Moon's
knees.  They lifted her up, and turned to run.
        "We need a path!"  cried Sailor Mercury.  Sailor Moon groaned and
began to stir.  Phaser fire from above suddenly decimated the advancing
Borg in front of the trapped scouts.  They ran, with Sailor Moon in their
arms, into the opening.  When they neared the tall office building, they
leapt upward, onto the roof.  Once the five scouts were reunited, Venus and
Mercury laid their leader onto the ground.  She moaned again and opened her
eyes.  From the expression on her face, one might assume that she had
expected to see a Borg soldier, but her facial expression softened when she
saw her friends.  Mina leaned down to embrace her friend.
        "I thought you were toast!"  whispered Venus into Sailor Moon's
ear.
        "I know, me too!"  she replied.  The reunion was cut short when the
platoon of Starfleet security officers reached the roof.  As they watched
the hovering shuttlecraft in curiosity, the voice of Roshalon floated
upwards into the sky.
        "There is no escape from us!  We will be victorious!"  The sound of
heavy metallic footsteps rang out.  The bars on the fire escape ladder
began to vibrate.  The Borg were climbing!  Commander Riker stood unafraid.
He pointed his phaser at the stairwell and fired.  The entire structure
collapsed, taking the climbing soldiers out.
        "Riker to Onizuki...... now!"  The shuttlecraft moved lower.  The
scouts could hear its engines vibrate as it descended.  The voice of
Roshalon continued.
        "Relieve yourselves from needless suffering.  Surrender to us now,
so that we will not be required to force you to."  A whine began to sound
over the engines of the shuttle.  A red glow formed on its underside.
Suddenly, a bright red phaser beam lanced out from the ship.  It collided
with the ground, creating a tremendous roar.  Borg units were vaporized in
a large fireball that engulfed the entire street.  The pavement was melted
away, leaving the rapidly blackening soil that also gave way to a giant
pit.  The phaser beam terminated.  Serena cried out, and attempted to
stand.  She was restrained by the other Sailors.  They tearfully watched
the course of the shuttle.  The Onizuki turned in a parabolic curve, and
made its way towards another section of the city.  Suddenly, a large object
appeared in the sky.  It took on the appearance of a green star, falling to
Earth.  Sailor Venus gasped.
        "It's another bomb!"  The object continued to fall until something
blocked its path; the shuttle.  In a sudden deafening pop, the craft was
reduced to burning debris that fell to the ground.  Everyone was
speechless.  The shock that followed allowed everyone to hear the sounds of
battle rising up from the city.  The Borg were all over Tokyo!




        Captain Picard slammed his fist onto his chair panel.  It always
hurt him when members of his crew were killed.  Everyone was concentrating
on the ground battle, so the Borg sphere was ignored.  Picard cursed his
stupidity.  He should have remembered that the Borg sphere was still in
orbit; even though the Enterprise had landed on a small island off the
coast of Japan.  Suddenly, an idea struck him.  The Borg wanted the crew to
forget about the sphere!  That was unusual.  With that sphere, the Borg
should have enough power to obliterate the Enterprise.  Why, then, was the
sphere out of the action?  Of course!  Thought Picard.  The Borg have
concentrated their collective powers onto the planet!  That sphere is
weakened!
        "Ensign, load the torpedo bays."  Picard stood up as excitement
gripped him.
        "Sir, May I ask, why sir?"  The ensign turned in his seat and
offered a puzzled look.  The captain looked at the young man sternly.
        "Ensign, you have your orders, now carry them out!"  Captain Picard
softened his voice dramatically as the helmsman complied.  "I intend to
destroy the Borg ship."
        "We have enough power, sir?"
        "Yes!  All of their energy is concentrated on the planet, so only a
couple of quantoms should be necessary."
        "Aye sir!"  The ensign began to load the torpedo bays with quantom
warheads.  His fingers glided quickly over the panel.  "Torpedo bays
loaded, sir."
        "Lock torpedoes on the Borg sphere as it comes overhead."
        "Aye sir!"  The ensign peered into his display screen.  "Borg
entering range, quantom torpedoes locked on target."  The captain returned
to his command chair.
        "Fire!"  Blue spheres erupted from orifices on the hull of the
Enterprise.  They traveled up through the stratosphere, mesosphere, and
punched through the ionosphere.
        "Impact in three, two, one...impact!"  The ensign shouted joyfully.
Picard clenched his fist in tense excitement.
        "Viewer on!"  The ensign activated the viewscreen.  It displayed
the image of a great fireball.  Pieces of the sphere were thrown into the
atmosphere, burning up upon entry.
        "Got 'em!"  cried the ensign.  He suddenly looked abashed, self
conscious of his sudden paroxysm.  "Sorry, sir."
        Picard smiled.  "That's quite all right, ensign.  In fact, that's
definitely in order!  Yesss!"  The captain shook his fist in victory.  "Woo
hoo!"  He jumped up.  The ensign laughed.




        The scouts looked up from the roof.  There was an explosion in the
sky.  Debris was exploding in the atmosphere.  Riker squinted his eyes.
        "It's the Borg ship!"  He cried out in joy.  The scouts, excluding
Sailor Moon, cheered.
        "Is it over?"  Asked Sailor Mars.
        "Not quite."  The voice was cold.  It surprised the scouts.  They
whirled around to see Roshalon standing alone on the roof.  "You might as
well surrender.  We now control this city."