Re: FIC: Dauntless: Forgotten Heroes (2/?)

["Stefan Cilia" <cilia@xxxxx>]

More feedback, must be slipping,
Now this story I might just start to love, it has all that I love, 
multi-crossover, fresh ideas, nice use of unlikely characters and of 
course my personal fav. Spike in a "good guy" role. I can't even begi 
to think where you're taking this my shadowy friend, but I will be 
there every stop of the way.
Thanks for the entertainment,
Cilia, who's going to sleep now.



--- In buffywantswillow@xxxxxxxxxxx, "Shadowlander" 
<Shadowlander1@c...> wrote:
> Title: Dauntless: Forgotten Heroes (2/?)
> Author: Shadowlander
> Email: Shadowlander1@c... - or - Tankesly@r...
> Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters commonly associated 
with
> Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Star Trek: The Next Generation, or the X-
Men
> or their sister team the New Mutants; they belong to others and are 
used
> without permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
> Rating: PG
> Summary: Three universes have been combined into one; now one 
starship
> is trying to repair the damage.
> Archive: The usual places all others ask first.
> 
> DAUNTLESS: FORGOTTEN HEROES (2/?)
> 
> Sickbay -
> 
> "She called you Spike?" Captain Erik Lensherr questioned his long-
time
> friend with an arched eyebrow. Unsure what to make of the recent 
turn
> of events, he had been in his ready room going over the mountain of
> reports from Starfleet Command that always seemed to pile up on his 
desk
> when he wasn't looking, when the call of a medical team to report 
to the
> bridge sounded over the ship's intercom.
> 
> "Aye mate", came the reply from the Commander, "no one has called me
> that in over fifteen years, not since we shut down Maggie Walsh and 
her
> little Initiative program." He finished with a sneer, his hatred 
for
> the long dead woman and her "genetic experiments" clear in his 
voice.
> 
> "I know old friend and no one outside of the Brotherhood even calls 
you
> by that name now," the white haired Captain agreed with a nod, 
forcing
> aside memories of the inhuman experiments conducted in the name of
> science by the deceased Walsh. He had lost a lot of good friends 
thanks
> to that woman and her mad plan to make humans the most powerful 
species
> in the galaxy. He still woke up at night reliving the day his best
> friend died in his arms thanks to that woman. He had sworn that 
day to
> get them all out of that hellhole and shut the lab down for good.
> Because he was a mutant Walsh had reserved the most heinous 
experiments
> for him, trying in vain to reproduce his talent of magnetism. "That
> name has never been spoken on this ship... so where did Cordelia 
hear
> it?" he wondered aloud, knowing that Starfleet Security had 
classified
> the whole incident determined to keep the unsanctioned project far 
from
> the public's eyes as possible. More out of respect for the people 
that
> lost their lives thanks to the renegade scientist, then to cover 
their
> own failure in not discovering and shutting down the program before 
Erik
> Lensherr led a revolt capturing the lab and all the scientists.
> 
> "There is more mate, Rahne says the chit was terrified of me," 
William
> Blood reported shifting uncomfortably at the thought. While he did 
like
> to be feared, he was the great big bad after all, he didn't like 
that
> fear coming from "his" kids, the cadets in the Academy's "hands-on"
> training program. Torturing ensigns and green JGs was another 
matter,
> they were supposed to know that was going on, and were fair game 
for the
> legendary temper of William "Spike" Blood. Besides he knew full 
well
> that his Captain would have no problem with beaming him into the 
nearest
> sun if he even thought of giving the cadets too much of a hard time
> during their first deep space mission.
> 
> "Terrified?" Erik questioned his silver gray eyes hardening a 
bit. "Did
> you?" he asked making a motion with his hand over his face.
> 
> "No! That insane first officer of ours would put holy water in my 
blood
> if I even thought about growling at the kids," came the response,
> "besides I'm not in all that big a hurry to get a suntan." No 
matter
> how many times he was told that the personal force field 
surrounding him
> would protect him from the effects of direct sunlight, he was still 
a
> bit leery about actually moving around in board daylight, a little
> nagging voice in the back of his head telling him that the field 
could
> fail and he would be a walking torch in seconds.
> 
> For the first time in several hours Lensherr found himself smiling 
at
> his friend's words. 'I have a vampire as tactical officer', he told
> himself once again awed by the fact that not only do the legendary 
creat
> ures of the night really exists; but one of them is like a brother 
to
> him. "Don't worry William, I'll protect you from the wrath of 
Natasha
> Yar."
> 
> "Oh sure... like she's afraid of you", the white- blonde haired
> Commander replied with a smirk. Knowing full well that the human 
first
> officer wasn't scared of any mutant, alien, demon, or vampire, no 
matter
> how powerful they were. While apart of the centuries old vampire
> respected that about the human, another found if infuriating.
> Especially when he would attack her in full game face and she would
> still wipe the deck with him, sometimes he was sure she had to be a
> Slayer. She just had to; no human was that strong without a little 
help
> from some supernatural force.
> 
> Doctor Beverly Crusher looked up as the Captain and the vampire
> approached her, noting once again how much the two really did look
> related to one another. 'Must be the hair and eyes', she reasoned
> before shaking off her wondering thoughts.
> 
> "How is she?" Lensherr asked coming to a stop beside the bed 
holding the
> young woman in question.
> 
> "She's in a near catatonic state... almost like she is under some 
kind
> of telepathic attack", the auburn haired doctor reported in a steady
> calm voice, putting her hands in her medical jacket. It never 
failed if
> you wanted to be in the coldest place on a starship go to sickbay 
it was
> always a degree or two cooler there.
> 
> "Telepathic attack? Cordelia is not a mutant or even part 
Betazed", the
> Captain commented with a frown.
> 
> "And she has no sign of being psychic either, but she is showing 
all the
> signs of experiencing some type of telepathic communication... her
> brainwaves are off the scale", the chief medical officer commented
> gesturing to the bio-sensor mounted to the wall over the head of the
> bed.
> 
> "What the devil is going on?" Lensherr questioned his eyes 
hardening as
> he looked at the near meaningless display for a moment. Someone or
> something was attacking a member of his crew and he didn't like 
it... he
> wanted answers and he wanted them now.
> 
> "Maybe I can explain that", a new voice said as a stranger appeared 
in
> the nearly empty sickbay effectively getting everyone's attention. 
Out
> of instinct the vampire called William Blood let his demon face 
surface
> taking a defensive posture between the three humans and the 
stranger. A
> deeper growl following his, as the young, medic who had been coming
> around the corner from one of the labs, shifted forms from human to
> werewolf ready to pounce at a moments notice onto the intruder.
> 
> "Security to sickbay!" Crusher called out moving closer to her 
patient
> to protect her from the intruder who was dressed rather 
outlandishly.
> 
> "I assure you that I'm not here to harm anyone... my name is 
Whistler
> and I need your help."
> 
> "You did this to one of our crew and THEN you want our help!" 
Commander
> Blood growled in outrage, his demon roaring for the blood of the
> garishly dressed creature in front of him. Out of the corner of his
> yellow/gold eyes he could see the werewolf, Rahne moving into 
position
> ready to take the intruder down at his signal.
> 
> "Steady", Lensherr ordered expending his magnetic force field 
around the
> bed its occupant and the doctor ensuring that they would, at least, 
be
> safe if there was going to be any fighting. "You have five 
minutes...
> make sure you get to your point for boarding my ship without
> permission."
> 
> End Part Two -
> 
> 
> Shadow --
> Director of Public Safety of the Senior Executive Committee on List
> Gutter Affairs and vampire teddy bear; Official Dungeon Keeper and 
Big
> Bad. Official woods outback vampire fruit bat.