All about the eyes
..USS Enterprise...3:15 PM...
I was making a little log house using pieces of toothpicks.
"Come in," I said.
With a whish the doors flew open and in came someone I didn't know. I had only two guesses: Spock and Kirk. I kept my eyes on the pile of wooden toothpicks. His boots made the oddest of all sounds that sounded like squeak,squeak,squeak. I heaved a sigh glancing up to who had entered.
Captain James T Kirk.
"What brings you here, Captain?" I asked.
"Gary had the universe in his eyes," Kirk said. "Why do you not?"
"Because your perception on our kind is different," I said. "When someone is being turned into a Q through an accident; their eyes changing is one of the side effects." I put both hands on the table in a ball. "I am very sorry for your loss."
"Our perception?" Kirk repeated.
I wanted to facepalm myself.
"You see..." I started. "If you want to understand what we are. We are sphere balls capable of anything."
"What about communication?" Kirk asked.
"Telepathic," I said. "In a way."
"I thought you had some ear phone like devices in your ear," Kirk admitted.
"My son likes to include technology in his games," I said. "Cruel games."
"You can say that again," Kirk said.
Suddenly my view became dark. I felt like I was free falling through the darkness without any form of anything to stop me. Trelane had plunged me into darkness. I saw a red dot coming to at the end of this darkness. The cold weather in the darkness began to strip away for the warm weather. I shielded myself using my forearms. My arms burned cruelly like a flash of extreme temperature.
My eyes reopened to find myself on the floor.
"His body is covered in burns," Kirk said, into his communicator. "Get here, quick. He was fine a minute ago and he randomly, out of the blue, got covered in them."
"Coming Jim," Came McCoy's voice.
"Trelane..." I said, seeing a reflection of Trelane's face in the metal leg to the table. "Picard..."
My world became incredibly bright light. I still could not stand on my two feet but I was in a wheelchair more advanced than ever then the one. Where was I? I looked around noticing I am in a white enclosed area. Next a blue figure appeared that eventually turned into a coat making the other colors be dimmer. Trelane came into focus with a wide smile on his face and he looked more plead than I had seen him last time.
"Trelane, why?" I asked.
"Punishing you for what you did to me is only right," Trelane said.
"No, it is not," I said.
"Aww," Trelane said. "It seems one of your toys has rubbed off on you!"
"Picard is not a toy!" I shouted back at him. "He is a human being!"
"My captain is better than your captain!" Trelane said.
"We played chess with them," I said. "They are both good captains. Enough with your bragging and get to the point."
"I want to play a game," Trelane said, flatly. "Put the whole universe in jeopardy for it."
"No," I said. "You wouldn't."
Trelane's smile did not fade.
"I would," Trelane said.
"Give me a stick," I said.
"Sure!" Trelane said, stupidly.
I grabbed hold of a walking stick then repeatedly hit Trelane with it.
"FATHER, STOP IT!" Trelane demanded.
"You are not the road runner!" I shouted, flying after Trelane. "I can't hurt you in reality but I can give you bruises!"
The stick became a snake.
"Ah, snake!" I tossed the snake to the floor.
"Got rid of it," Trelane said,behind me. "Now let's give you a whirr."
"Trelane, don't you dare insult my captain again," I said.
"Picard should be a ambassador not a captain," Trelane said.
"I agree," I said.
"He's so not a soldier," Trelane said. "I am so glad your captain is going to die in this timeline. Hopefully someone better will captain the USS Enterprise D."
I never felt so enraged about a simple insult before directed toward a human.
He just insulted Jean-Luc!
IN MY FACE.
In the next passing minutes I found myself managing to flip Trelane over and delivering punches to his rather pristine face. About five minutes into it I am frozen this time he had vanished. Trelane reappeared rubbing his chin looking at me curiously. A curious rotten child who will never grow up, mentally.
"You are so protective over him," Trelane said. "There's got to be more than friendship between you two."
I glare back at Trelane.
"Well, is there?" Trelane asked.
I did not move an inch while Trelane searched my eyes.
"If someone were to insult my captain, I wouldn't go that far," Trelane said. "In fact, Kirk is just a role model."
"Role model," I repeated. "He's not your role model!"
"How did you guess?" Trelane said.
"Role models are someone who influences others," I said. "To do good things."
Trelane leaned forward.
"You are an ideal role model along with Kirk," Trelane said. "The bad Kirk."
Trelane's eyes are full of delight and a battery that I cannot come close to understanding.
"No," I said. "I cannot be."
"Yes, you are," Trelane said. "It is time I wake you up and unleash your world of hell on Colo."