*** The New Adventures of ***
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                          S H A D O W B E A S T
                                    
                          Written by DanielC71
                                    
                                  CAST
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          DRTUNA      <-= The Doctor
          BenJacksn   <-= Ben Jackson
          ProfG Whiz  <-= Captain Hawkwood
          DoctorWho8  <-= First Officer Visconti
          MrMarriner  <-= Lt. Clement
          Gail Who    <-= Science Officer Gail Edward (or Ed <g>)
          Cmdr Odo   <-= Sgt. Navarre
          PvtJean     <-= Pvt. Jean
          DanielC71   <-= Shadowbeasts and Brain Core
               

                          >>>>>>>>Prologue<<<<<<<

The Doctor has been defeated.  The Fist of E'Thrax, a coalition
of prisoners from the forgotten Time Lord prison Shada, has all
but escaped.  E'thrax himself overthown, Gallifrey stands in
disarry as galactic powers vie for the control of Time.  Prof.
Chronotis, an old and valued friend, appears to have disappeared
after claiming to be wholly Salyavin, the criminal of his youth,
no longer restrained.  Tegan, sickened by the carnage that
follows the Doctor, has left the TARDIS for the tranquility of
Florana.  The Doctor and Ben travel more alone than together into
an uncertain future.


                          >>>>>>>Part One<<<<<<<

ABOARD THE TARDIS
-----------------
DRTUNA:   # :: The Doctor is thinking about Tegan. :::
BenJacksn:  #Ben is noticing his arm is quite well and does hand
flips to prove it.
DRTUNA:   # ::: Thinking ::: Perhaps asking them to go through
all of this is more than I have a right to expect.  Yet, I would
feel quite alone without them.  Perhaps this is why I always have
companions, out of my own selfish needs?
BenJacksn:     #What are you on about Doctor?
DRTUNA:   # :: Thinks still ::: Oh, a little promise like a ride
through time gets them in the door, and then they serve my
purpose.
DRTUNA:   # Sorry, Ben, just thinking.
BenJacksn:     #What about? Tegan?
DRTUNA:   # About things in general, about us.
BenJacksn:     #I miss her, she was a spirited girl
DRTUNA:   # What right have I to think that Ben and Tegan should
be linked with me, it always comes to an end.  Yes, she has gone
again!  Perhaps she will return.
BenJacksn: #Me? I don't understand. 
DRTUNA:   # :::Thinking ::: They always go their way.
BenJacksn:  #I thought you needed my help, wanted it.
DRTUNA:   #::: The Doctor looks at Ben and smiles. :::  I do and
have and will need your help, Ben. Events have proven it.  Ben,
what would you do if you were back on Earth?  What ambitions?
BenJacksn:     # I'd be in the Royal Navy I guess, I don't know.
:::gets defensive:::
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Tardis shudders :::
BenJacksn:     #Doctor what's happening to the TARDIS???
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor inspects the console. :::  Hmm, there
seems to be something interesting ahead....
BenJacksn:     # I knew I should have stayed with Tegan!
DRTUNA:   # Well, I don't like the feel of THAT!
BenJacksn:     #What is it Doctor? Are going to crash?
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor begins madly adjusting controls. The
Tardis begins to shake a bit more, the column slows, and the
power dims ::
DRTUNA:   # And I definitely don't like the looks of THIS!
BenJacksn:  #Oh cripes, I knew something was going to 'appen
today!
DRTUNA:   # Any ideas, Ben?
BenJacksn:     #What don't you try an materialize somewhere?
DRTUNA:   # We are losing power, the Tardis is being acted upon
by immense forces, and I am not sure what to do about it!
DRTUNA:   # ::: The viewscreen suddenly reveals a huge vortex
into which the Tardis is being drawn. :::
BenJacksn:  #What to do? What's come over you Doctor? You've
never been like this before!!!!!
DRTUNA:   # There, not your average space phenomena.
BenJacksn:  #Struth it's huge Doctor!
DRTUNA:   # Sorry Ben, I'll get a grip. By the looks of it, I
would say it is a time/space funnel.  It would take a huge amount
of power to produce such a thing remotely.
BenJacksn:     #I don't like the looks of it
DRTUNA:   # :: The Tardis is drawn into the funnel. :::
BenJacksn:     #It looks, I don't know, too weird lookin'.
DRTUNA:   # Yes, I agree.
BenJacksn:     #:::TARDIS lurches.  Ben falls to floor:::
DRTUNA:   # ::: Doctor hangs on to console...  In the funnel, the
screen begins to show a huge spaceship. :::
DRTUNA:   # Look at that! It must be huge!  Either that ship is
the cause of all this, or it is a victim like us.  Oh no, we're
headed straight for it!
BenJacksn:  #Well land the TARDIS Doctor, do bloody something!
DRTUNA:   # We are going to hit it. Who knows what will happen if
we strike another ship in a time funnel!  We might not interact
well, and as Jo would say, "ZAP!"
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor hurriedly adjusts the controls :::
BenJacksn:     #Well it beats dyin' Doctor
DRTUNA:   # Hold on, I am going to try and materialize inside
that ship instead of hitting it.   This landing might be worse
than your landing on Gallifrey, Ben!  Sorry, no criticism
intended!
BenJacksn:  #:::mumbles::: In the time it takes for him to talk
about everything I could write a book...
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Tardis lands with a modest amount of shaking
and rumbling.  As the Tardis makes its landing, the Doctor hits
his left hand against the console, still missing his little
finger. It has not grown back. :::
DRTUNA:   # AAHHWWW :: The Doctor gasps, but not that loudly. :::
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor's hand is throbbing. :::
BenJacksn:  #You okay Doctor?
DRTUNA:   # Still not quite healed yet. I've got to be careful
with it.  I'm sorry Ben, I didn't hear you.
BenJacksn:     #Cor Doctor I wish you'd stop livin' in your own
little world a talk to me.
DRTUNA:   #::: Doctor fiddles with viewscreen controls. :::
DRTUNA:   # Yes, talk, a good idea. Right now, however, events
seem to be overtaking conversation.
BenJacksn:     #Well it wanted us, let's 'ave a look outside
Doctor.
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor activates the viewscreen. :::
DRTUNA:   # ::: Outside the Tardis, they can see a darkened room
with many control stations. :::
BenJacksn:     #:::Opens Doors and exits without waiting for the
Doctor:::
DRTUNA:   #Should we take a look? I am interested in knowing if
this ship is our captor or a fellow prisoner.
DRTUNA:   # :::Notices Ben is gone. :::
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor grabs a few items from the cabinet.  A
small force field projector, a candle, and a coat hanger.  He
smiles and places them in his pockets.:::


ABOARD THE CRECIAN ARMED SCOUT SHIP "POINTIERS"
-----------------------------------------------
Gail Who: @:::the scout ship Pointiers patrols the northern arm
of the Milky Way:::
ProfG Whiz:    Capt>Report, Mr. V
Cmdr Odo: @ ::poking about in engine room, hoping not to be
seen...  finds a nice isolated spot, in the dark, of course::::
MrMarriner:    @::doing some tactical planning maneuvers for
Capt.
PvtJean:  @ ::Making her bed so well you could bounce a coin off
of it, ready for inspection::
DoctorWho8:    @ Sensors report a fault has developed in the
northern region of the spiral arm in sector 354-s7.
Cmdr Odo: @ ::rips out some wires, reverses the polarity of the
neutron flow::
MrMarriner:    @::goes to the bridge.  Sees Navarre going into a
suspicious area::
PvtJean:  @::Reports to the bridge, ready for duty::
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>What sort of 'fault' ?Are we in any danger?
::leans forward in chair...::
Gail Who: @SO Edward>Captain Hawkwood!
Cmdr Odo: @ ::looking at colours of wires:: You pull the white
ones in, you pull the blue ones out..
DoctorWho8:    @ :::hits console:::  Sir, it seems that we are
losing power from the main drive systems.
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>What is it Mr Edward??
Cmdr Odo: @ ::stops short, and switches to Mel Gibson/Danny
Glover duo:: Cut the red wire or the blue wire....... should I
get the cat?
PvtJean:  @:: Is eager for some kind of a duty, but no one pays
her any mind::
MrMarriner:    @What are you doing Navarre?
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>Can you compensate, Mr V? What is the SOURCE
of the Drain???
Cmdr Odo: @ I think it's the blue wire.
Gail Who: @SO Ed>Captain, sir, I'm getting readings that show our
power is draining
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>Mr. Jean, assist Mr V?::slaps her on the
back::
DoctorWho8:    @ Unknown sir.  :::hits console again::: I can't
stop it.
MrMarriner:    @Well there's some sort of emergency.   We should
head to the bridge--now.
PvtJean:  @::Thinks, Daddy told me this would be fun, but his old
buddy Hawkwood is quite a bore::
Cmdr Odo: @ Mel Gibson> It's the red one.
Cmdr Odo: @ Danny Glover> No, no, the blue one!
PvtJean:  @::Steps over to help Mr V::
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>::looks uncomfortable after slapping a lady
on the back::
Cmdr Odo: @ Mel Gibson> ::cuts blue wire:: Uh-oh.
Gail Who: @SO Ed>Power loss continues, Captain
MrMarriner:    @::reports to the bridge:: Navarre should be on
his way sir
PvtJean:  @::Gives a smart salute:: Reporting for duty, Mr. V,
sir
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>::Ship lurches HARD RIGHT!!!:::
Cmdr Odo: @ ::turns and runs, grabbing the cat on the way out::
MrMarriner:    @:::camras shake and we run around flailing our
arms::::
DoctorWho8:    @ Help me reverse the linarity of the electron
flow and let's see what happens.
Gail Who: @SO Ed>At this rate, engines will go offline in
:::lurches with the camera:::  1.75 minutes
Cmdr Odo: @ ::runs onto the bridge::
Gail Who: @SO Ed> I'm trying to raise engineering but there's no
answer
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>WHAT ABOUT WEAPONS,  MR EDWARD!!!
PvtJean:  @ ::Tries to help Mr V::
Gail Who: @SO Ed>:::scanning:::  weapons systems are already
offline, sir
Cmdr Odo: @ ::looks at instrument panel::
Gail Who: @SO Ed>:::continues to scan:::  power drains are
consistent in all systems
PvtJean:  @ to V> If you'll show me what to do, I'd be glad to
help, sir!
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Does anyone know where the drain is worst? 
It might give us an indication of direction.
DoctorWho8:    @ Sir, sensors report a giant derilect about 0.1
lightyears away. We might be able to dock there.
MrMarriner:    @LtClement>  Docking would be the best strategy so
we can explore what's causing the turbulence
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Head for it Mr. V...It may be the source of
our troubles...
PvtJean:  @::Is impressed by the way Mr. V speaks all that space
talk stuff::
Gail Who: @SO Ed>:::looking into sen-sorrs, Spock style::: I
confirm Mr Visconti's sighting, sir
Cmdr Odo: @ So what seems to be problem here?
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>Mr Edward, what is that 'Derelict'?  Any
record in our logs??
MrMarriner:    @LtClement (In C-3po voice).  May I remind you sir
that the odds of surviving a collision with a big derelict are
approximatley 720 to one!
DoctorWho8:    @ All systems are being drained equally, Capt. 
There's no way of knowing where the source is.
Gail Who: @SO Ed> This appears to be some sort of craft...
PvtJean:  @::Watches Mr. V, wishing they'd let her have a hand at
the controls::
Gail Who: @SO Ed>Size approximate 4 times that of a Crecian
Battle Cruiser
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Mr Jean, help at the controls!
Cmdr Odo: @ ::looks at instrument panel, says in Jimmy Stewart
voice:: Well, look here, Mary. They built this thing in Bedford
Falls!
PvtJean:  @::Pouts and thinks:: Daddy told me I could do whatever
I wanted, and no one let's me.
Gail Who: @SO Ed>Captain, shall I supply Pvt Jean with the
coordinates?
DoctorWho8:    @ Jean do me a favor, go over to panel 4 and tell
me what the readings are.
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Yes, Mr Edwards,....just don't scrape my
ship up....
Gail Who: @SO Ed>:::salutes:: Aye Aye Sir!
PvtJean:  @::Goes over to panel 4::
Gail Who: @SO Ed>okay, Private Jean...set coordinates for 2
degrees starboard...I'm visualizing a docking bay that will
accomodate us.
Cmdr Odo: @ Navarre> What kind of ship is it?
MrMarriner:    @ltClement>That's it. The Docking Bay's our best
chance sir.
PvtJean:  @well, hummm, it says HGH78877,0012, sir
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Mr::Clears throat::Mr Jean, do your father
proud, and bring us in smooth..::looking confident:::
MrMarriner:    @LtClement>  If you had been here Navarre, you
would know
PvtJean:  @::Sets coordinates as ordered::
Gail Who: @SO Ed>Sargeant, we do not yet know, it does not
conform to any known craft in our databanks.
ProfG Whiz:    @Mr. V, is that registration in our computer?? It
should be...
Gail Who: @:::the Pointiers approaches the docking bay:::
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>::turns to SO Ed::Are you sure, Mr Edwards?
That's...very unusual...
DoctorWho8:    @ :::types in numbers:::  I managed to restablize
life support, Sir.
Cmdr Odo: @ Navarre> Creepy. Kooky. Mysterious. Spooky.
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>::gives thumbs up::Good job Mr. V..now let's
see where we'vew landed..
MrMarriner:    @Clement>What a heap of junk!
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>CAPTAIN TO ALL HANDS...
PvtJean:  @::Intently watching Mr V, and breathing down his
neck::
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>We have landed on an unidentified space
hulk...
PvtJean:  @::Listens to the Capt::
PvtJean:  @::Knows he said space hulk, wishes it was a space
hunk.::
DoctorWho8:    @  :::console beeps::  Sir, senors pick up a high
level of magentic field activity.
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Prepare to board, All Hands...
Cmdr Odo: @ ::thinking evil thoughts..... as usual... :^)  ::
PvtJean:  @::Is very excited to go along, assumes he means her
too::
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Turns to Bridge crew::Standard
firearms,...follow me..::moves to airlock..::
MrMarriner:    @LtClement>  Right Capt.  Where do you want me?
PvtJean:  @::Moves into airlock::
Cmdr Odo: @ ::follows captain::
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Mr Jean, stick close....your father would
never forgive me if...


THE DOCTOR AND BEN EMERGE ON THE DERELICT'S BRIDGE
--------------------------------------------------
BenJacksn:     #Blimey what's all this?
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor exits the Tardis. ::::
BenJacksn:     #It smells old Doctor
DRTUNA:   # Phew, I'll say!
DRTUNA:   # There is a fairly eerie feel about this place.
DRTUNA:   # :: The Doctor moves around the control room examining
the displays.:::
DRTUNA:   # This is fascinating, Ben!
BenJacksn:     #Cripes why can't we land somewhere nice by
accident for once?
DRTUNA:   # I fear we did not land by accident.
DRTUNA:   # These controls are very ancient, and of a design I am
not familiar with at all.
BenJacksn:     #I'll bet Doctor, I'll just 'ave a look around
okay, see if it's okay, that is if you've even bothered to hear
me.
DRTUNA:   #Perhaps this ship was abandoned, and then perhaps it
drifted, has been drifting, for a very long time.  What's that,
Ben?
BenJacksn:     #Blimey Doctor, why don't you listen to me?
DRTUNA:   # Well, tell me what you said. This control display, as
a matter of fact, is very fascinating.
DRTUNA:   # :: The Doctor is absorbed in examining the display.
::  This is incredible!
BenJacksn:     #:::Angry::: I'll just bet it is, so why don't you
take it back to the TARDIS.
DRTUNA:   # It doesn't seem quite portable. Besides, I want to
know what it is connected to!
BenJacksn:     #Meanwhile I'll just 'ave a look around to see if
anything's about to kill us.
DRTUNA:   # What, eh, oh, Ben, right. But don't wander too far!
BenJacksn:     #:::Walks off very pissed:::
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor is able to power up the display,
mumbling to himself as he tries to activate the control systems
of the ship. :::


THE CRECIANS BOARD THE DERELICT
-------------------------------
PvtJean:  @::Fingers gun and thinks:: Oh boy! Maybe I will see a
bad guy!
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>::opens airlock::Our goal is to find, Mr
Edwards, anything that might be causing our power drains...
Gail Who: @:::sfx:  ssssshhhhhhhhh--sound of doors opening ST
style::::
PvtJean:  @I will stay close sir! ::Walks just ahead of Pvt
Urban::
DanielC71:     @ :::Dark things are moving in the shadows.  A
Shadow seems brush Pvt. Jean's shoulder as they wrap themselves
around a terrfied Pvt. Urban.:::
MrMarriner:    @LtClement> Geez what a creepy dumpy place.  It's
like something in ALiens maaaan
Cmdr Odo: @ Navarre> ::satisfied that they don't know that I
caused the power drains::
PvtJean:  @::Hears a whoooshing noise behind her::
ProfG Whiz:    @CAPT>Mr. Edwards, any idea where the control room
is on this 'hulk'?
Gail Who: @SO Ed>Well, it might be ahead and two decks up.
DanielC71:     @ :::The shadows ripple and then grow still.:::
PvtJean:  @ ::Turns to see Pvt Urban is gone!!::
MrMarriner:    @LTClement:::silently suspicious of Navarre::
PvtJean:  @ ::Yells:: Capt! Pvt Urban has disappeared!
MrMarriner:    @LtClement>Aww Urban's gone maan.  That's it
maaan.  We're all gonna die here maaan.
Cmdr Odo: @ Urban? Gone?
PvtJean:  @ ::Yells louder:: Capt! He's gone! Urban's gone!
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Mr Jean, wasn't Urban assigned to stay
aboard..??
PvtJean:  @ I don't know sir, you said all hands, sir!
DoctorWho8:    @ Oh my giddy Aunt Charlie!!
DoctorWho8:    @ :::looks at his hands:::
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>::puts reassuring hand on Pvt. Jean's
shoulder::Calm yourself, now, take a deep breath..
Gail Who: @SO Ed>  :::attempting to report to Hawkwood:::  There
seems to be a concentration of power there, consistent with
control circuits--
PvtJean:  @ ::Slightly freaked out:: He just was there one
minute, then gone the next!
Cmdr Odo: @ Gone? How could he vanish?  I suppose you're going to
tell me the shadows got him.
PvtJean:  @::Shouts:: Yes! That's it! The shodows got him!
Cmdr Odo: @ Uh-huh.
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>Mr. V take Edwards and Phillipa with you and
see if you can confirm Mr Jean's story...
MrMarriner:    @Lt.Clement> Aw that's great maan  The shadows got
him maan.  We're all gonna die here maan
DoctorWho8:    @ Sir :::salutes like drunken Russian solider on
dope::::
Gail Who: $:::Visconti and Edward and Phillipa move off::::
ProfG Whiz:    @Capt>I don't know Mr. Navarre, but I thought I
left him aboard ship, but Mr Jean thinks otherwise...
Cmdr Odo: @ Well, people have been known to get lost in the
paperwork now and then.
MrMarriner:    @LtClement>::glares at Navarre::  Someone's gone
and you say they're lost in paperwork?
ProfG Whiz:    @>::turns SUDDENLY on Mr Navarre!!::Not on MY
ship::waits for Reply...::
PvtJean:  @::Indignant:: I *know* he just disappeared
Cmdr Odo: @ Of course he did.
DoctorWho8:    @ :::calls back to Pvt. Jean:::  It's alright, I'm
sure we'll find him soon.
PvtJean:  @Maybe we should search and see if we can find who did
it, sir?
Cmdr Odo: @ Mmmmm hmmm.
MrMarriner:    @LtClement> Find the guy who did it before anyone
else goes.  :::finally gets ahold of himself::::
BenJacksn:     #:::Mumbles:::'e takes me for granted.  I only
save 'is life and 'e treats me like I'm less than nothing.  Ben
why do you stay with 'im? You should leave...
BenJacksn:     @:::Ben is walking suddenly realizing he doesn't
know how he got here:::
PvtJean:  %::Motions for everyone to be quiet:: I hear something
coming this way!
MrMarriner:    @LtClement>  Maybe we should radio the other team
and warn them maaan.
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>I'm afraid I don't but...my hearings not
what it used to be...
MrMarriner:    %LtClement> Sir uh, I mean we've lost contact with
the other team.  That's just great maan...
PvtJean:  % Let's hide, and capture it!  Hurry it's coming!
BenJacksn:     %:::Ben continues walking, althouh he is afraid he
is lost, right past the gang:::
PvtJean:  % ::Jumps from hiding and nabs Ben::


VISCONTI, EDWARD, AND PHILLIPA SEARCH THE CORRIDORS
---------------------------------------------------
Gail Who: $:::heads into the east passage with Visconti and
Phillipa:::
Gail Who: $:::Phillippa lags behind:::
DanielC71:     $::: Shadows ripple:::
Gail Who: $:::looks around::: Mr Visconti? This looks awful
strange.  The walls have such an eerie look...
DoctorWho8:    $ What?  Afraid that they will pop out and grab
you?
DanielC71:     $::: A Shadowbeast emerges form the wall, grabs
Pvt. Phillipa, drags her into nothingness:::
DanielC71:     $::: Phillpa screams!:::
Gail Who: $:::SO Edward and Mr Visconti whirl around!::::
Gail Who: $SO Ed>PHILLIPPA!!!
DoctorWho8:    $ :::turns around::  OH MY GIDDY AUNT CHARLIE!!!!
Gail Who: SO Ed>:::draws lasergun and shoots but to no avail:::
{S lsrblast
Gail Who: $SO Ed>What WAS that??!!!  It's like she...melted into
the wall!
DoctorWho8:    $  There's no one there, come on lets keep on
going.
Gail Who: $SO Ed>:::Trying to contact the Captain but her com
button isn't working:::
Gail Who: $SO Ed>Visconti, is your com button working?  Mine
isn't.
DoctorWho8:    $  Too much magnetic radiation, Can't call the
Capt. now.  I don't what happened to Phillipa but I ain't goin to
find out. Come on let's go.
Gail Who: $SO Ed>:::walks with Visconti::::
Gail Who: $We better press on, then, locate the bridge, and then
get back to the Captain.
DoctorWho8:    $ :::stops:: Do you hear something?  I think there
is someone on the bridge.
Gail Who: $:::Visconti and Edward approach what they believe is
the bridge, still has weapon drawn:::
Gail Who: $Visconti! I hear something in there!
Gail Who: $SO Ed>Shall we burst into the room together?
DoctorWho8:    $ No let's sneak in.
DoctorWho8:    @ :::Visconti & Edwards slowly enter the bridge
and see the Doctor:::



ON THE DERELICT'S BRIDGE
------------------------
DRTUNA:   # ::: The Doctor stops and thinks of Ben. :::
DRTUNA:   # Hope Ben can gain some informnation about this ship!
DRTUNA:   # :: The Doctor begins to have some success with the
command display.:::
Gail Who: $:::raises gun at the Doctor::: Stop!  Who are you?
DRTUNA:   # :: The Doctor rises:: Hello, you must be in charge of
this wonderful ship!  My name is the Doctor, I am a traveler, and
my companion Ben is around here somewhere.
DoctorWho8:    $ Doctor, eh, of what?
DRTUNA:   # Of many things. I learn quickly.  I have been
examining this display, and it has told me an amazing story.
Gail Who:  $Where's Pvt Phillippa!!!???  What have you done with
her??  We thought this was an abandoned ship until our companion
disappeared!  She was taken!
DRTUNA:   $ I know nothing of your lost companion. I have just
arrived.  But, in a short time I have noticed a few things.
DoctorWho8:    # Like what, Doctor?
Gail Who: $::Points to console screen that Tuna is looking at:::
What have you found there?
DRTUNA:   $ 1. This ship has been inactive for a long, long time.
DRTUNA:   # 2. These controls conform to nothing to be found in
this quadrant.
DRTUNA:   # 3. How and why it is here is a mystery.
DRTUNA:   # 4. These data bases may hold the answer.
DRTUNA:   # And, 5. With a little help, we might be able to find
out.
Gail Who: $:::listens to the Doctor, who looks an intelligent
sort, not the type to grab things thru walls::
DRTUNA:   $ What do you think of these information storage icons?
DoctorWho8:    $ They might represent locations of the ship.
DRTUNA:   $ Well, these power conduits could be rerouted.
DRTUNA:   $ ::: The Doctor takes out his pocket watch and uses it
to scan the display. :::
DoctorWho8:    $ Nice watch.
DRTUNA:   $ I think we are getting somewhere.  Say, what is your
names?
Gail Who: $I am Science Officer Edwards of the Pointiers
DoctorWho8:    $ I am First Officer James Visconti.
DRTUNA:   $ Glad to meet you.  Well, now we are getting
somewhere!  Here come some log entries!  ...  Wait, this
indicates this ship is at least 700,000 years old!
Gail Who: $:::activates additional power backups from a nearby
display:::
DoctorWho8:    $ Oh my giddy Aunt Charlie  And you are
Doctor....?
DRTUNA:   $ John Smith, actually. Doctor will do.
Gail Who: $Er...Doctor.  Continue
DRTUNA:   $ This ship appears to be an experimental vessel.  
DoctorWho8:    $ For what?
DRTUNA:   $ What seems to be a very unusual control system is in
place.  Look, this seems to be the core of the ship's control
system.  This is not a cybernetic control system.
DanielC71:  :::The Doctor lifts up the control panel. The
circuits resemble blood vessls.:::
DRTUNA:   $ Wait a minute, this is an ORGANIC control system.  It
may still be active.  This may be the source of our problems. 
Could this intelligence be responsible for your missing friend?
DoctorWho8:    $ Possible. I think there are hidden traps.  Maybe
we should head down to its location.
Gail Who: $I agree with Mr Visconti, let's see what's down there.
DRTUNA:   $ :::apparently ignoring Visconti & Edward:::  I think
we should investigate.  Anyone care to join me?
DRTUNA:   $ ::: The Doctor begins moving towards the door,
holding out his pocket watch. :::
DoctorWho8:    $ Nice watch.
DRTUNA:   $ Yes, this seems to be the way.....
Gail Who: $It's not far from the bridge, there appears to be an
access lift that goes.
DRTUNA:   $ Turns to Visconti: Must you heft this weapon quite so
much?
DoctorWho8:    $  Do you want to die?
DRTUNA:   $ ::: The Doctor walks on ::: What are you afraid of?
:::mumbles:::  Humans and guns!  Was that a threat or a
philosophical concept?  Death can be both.
DoctorWho8:    $ As a possible future indicament.
Gail Who: $:::puts her weapon away::: Pardon me, sir, permission
to speak, Mr Visconti, but he seems unarmed and willing to help
us.
DRTUNA:   $ This lift, you say? ::: Dr points to lift :::
DoctorWho8:    $ True. :::puts gun away:::
DRTUNA:   $ Going down?
Gail Who: $:::Tuna, Edwards, and Visconti enter lift and it
descends:::
DoctorWho8:    $  Travel much, Doctor?
DRTUNA:   $ Quite a bit, actually.
DoctorWho8:    $ What kind of ship do you have?
DRTUNA:   $ ::: The lift door opens.  The Doctor walks into the
Brain Core room.:::
Gail Who: *:::Edward & Visconti follow Tuna:::


BEN IS CAPTURED BY THE CRECIANS
-----------------------------------------
PvtJean:  % ::Jumps from hiding and nabs Ben::
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>Set Blasters on Stun...
PvtJean:  % ::Presses blaster into his side:: Here is the culprit
sir!
BenJacksn:     %Blimey what now???
Cmdr Odo: % ::knocks Ben down::  Silence!
BenJacksn:     %'ey what is this :::begins to struggle:::
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::moves in to where Ben Is:: Don't move, or
you'll not live to regret it...
MrMarriner:    %LtClement> Easy on him Navarre.
Cmdr Odo: % ::inserts a little gratuitous violence to boost
ratings during the crucial sweeps months:: Silence, worm! Who are
you?
PvtJean:  % ::Yeah, let's see what his story is...
BenJacksn:     % Get that gun out of my face mate!!!
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>Mr Clement, let Mr Navarre ask him a few
questions, SUCH AS::rises threatingly:: WHAT ARE YOU DOING
HERE!!!!
Cmdr Odo: % ::smacks Ben some more::
BenJacksn:     % You'll regret that mate!
PvtJean:  % I think we'd get more out of him if we didn't hit him
so much, sir!
Cmdr Odo: % NAME!
Cmdr Odo: % ::glowers at Jean::
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>::to Jean:: Navarre enjoys this sort of
thing a little too much dontcha think?
BenJacksn:     %:::Attempts to lunge at Navarre:::
PvtJean:  %You'd better do it right, or I will tell my daddy on
you, sir!
ProfG Whiz:    %CAPT>::slaps Ben down::
Cmdr Odo: % ::punches Ben in the stomach, then the kidney:: TALK!
PvtJean:  %:: Moves to stand between Mr N and Ben::
PvtJean:  % I can make him talk, sir!
BenJacksn:     %I've got nothing to say mate, you're a big man
when you're opponent is 'elpless!
MrMarriner:    %LtClement> I bet you can Jean.  :::knows Jean
will seduce Ben:::
PvtJean:  %Kneels down beside Ben, tell us why who you are, okay?
DanielC71:     % :::Shadows ripple behind Pvt. Jean.  Only Ben
sees it:::
BenJacksn:     %Cor what's that???
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>That's Captain, Captain Hawkwood, of the
"Pointers!"
Cmdr Odo: % :::kicks Ben just for bad measure:::  Silence,
prisoner!
BenJacksn:     %:::winces:::  Behind you guys!
Cmdr Odo: % BAH! That's the oldest trick in the book!
DanielC71:     %::: Shadowbeast GRABS Jean!::::
PvtJean:  % ::Feels weird going through a wall::
DanielC71:     %::: Jean is gone...:::
PvtJean:  % ::Thinks:: Wow, daddy never told me about this!
Weeeeeee!
BenJacksn:     %Arrgghh, She's gone, look!!!
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>  Now Jean's gone maan. Aww crap.  The
shadows man. We won't leave this place alive maan!
ProfG Whiz:    %CAPT>::Whirls to see Jean dragged off;:: 
NOOOOO!!!!  :::fires weapon  at wall, but...:::
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>  We're dead guys.  I hope you know
that.
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::slaps Mr Clement in the face::I won't hear
that kind of drivel, MISTER< UNDERSTAND?
BenJacksn:     %What was it? It's just grabbed 'er!
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>  Yessir. Understood sir.  Sorry sir.
Won't happen again sir.
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::Looks at large hole in wall::I don't know,
::turns to Ben:: Do you??
BenJacksn:     %No, but I might help if you can keep your friend
off of me!
Cmdr Odo: @ ::grunts::
BenJacksn:     %The Doctor might know!
Cmdr Odo: @ ::then snarls at Ben::
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::holds back Mr Navarre::  Not so fast,
Navarre...  Who is this Doctor?
BenJacksn:     %'Ow about unitieing me and I'll take you to 'im!
Cmdr Odo: % Can't I beat him up, just a little bit?
BenJacksn:     %'e can 'elp!
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>No Navarre, he obviously didn't
take....::clears throat::Mr. ... Miss Jean...
Cmdr Odo: % ::steps back from Ben::
BenJacksn:     %Blimey that's obvious
Cmdr Odo: % He could be in league with whoever did take her.
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>No he was scared of it too.  Let him
help us
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>Where can I find this "Doctor?"::looks at
Ben expectently, but impatiently..
BenJacksn:     % 'E...  
BenJacksn:     % Uh... 'e's back at the TARDIS
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>Tardis, what's that? Never heard of it. Is
that the name of this derelict?
BenJacksn:     %No, Blimey, it's our "ship", look I really would
appreciate it if you guys would get me loose!
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::looks at Clement thoughtfully::I
agree..even I'm...I don't like it, whatever 'it' is...
Cmdr Odo: % ::grumbles, realising I can't kill Ben, stepping on
ants instead.::
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>The Core of the ships control system
seems to be this way sir.
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::takes deep Breath::Lead on, Mr Clement...
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::Personally helps Ben up::I don't know who
you are... But thanx for tryin to.......warn me about Jean...
BenJacksn:     %::smiles:: right mate, no 'ard feelin's then...
Cmdr Odo: % ::follows Clement::
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>:::leads the way to the Brain Core:::
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::slaps Ben on back::So, take us to your,
uh, Leader....
Cmdr Odo: % Take us to your Lieder? Isn't that something someone
said to Schubert once?
ProfG Whiz:    %capt>::clears throat::Doctor, that is...
BenJacksn:     %I think it's this way
BenJacksn:     %Blimey, I shoulda paid more attention!
MrMarriner:    *LtClement>:::group gets closer to the Brain
Core::
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>Mr Clement...how far to the center??
Cmdr Odo: % ::to Ben:: The persuasive influence of the torture
chamber could jog your memory.
BenJacksn:     %You're a sadistic one mate :::wipes bloody
nose:::
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::Looks very SIDELONG at Mr Navarre:::
MrMarriner:    %LtClement>  Just about there sir!
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt::weeps for the loss of a good friend without
knowing why....quickly covers it up...:::
BenJacksn:     %:::Accidently leads them to Brain Core:::
MrMarriner:    *LtClement>:::group enters into the Brain Core
room at the far entrance from the Doctor's party.


PVT. JEAN WAKES UP
------------------
PvtJean:  ::Stuck in a giant cylinder up in the ceiling, slightly
groggy...  Feels a cool mist swirling around her:::
DanielC71:     * :::to Jean::: Welcome.  You will soon be
absorbed.
PvtJean:  * ::Knocks on the glass and tries to yell.  The
cylinder begins to descend to ground floor.::
DanielC71:     * :::To Jean::: Relax...
PvtJean:  *Let me out of here, my daddy won't like it! You'll be
sorry!
DanielC71:     * There is nothing to fear... you are about to
become a part of me.
PvtJean:  *I WON'T do what you tell me, Daddy says I can do
whatever I want!
DanielC71:     * Relax....
PvtJean:  *::Despite herself, starts to relax a bit::
DanielC71:     * That's much better.
PvtJean:  *Hey, what are you doing to me? That's not fair!
DanielC71:     * Preparing you to become a part of me.
PvtJean:  * ::Gets very groggy::
PvtJean:  * ::Replies:: Oh, that's nice I guess.
DanielC71:     * You will travel far with me.  Through universes.
PvtJean:  *Oh, boy, I always wanted to travel far
DanielC71:     * Through boundaries you do not imagine.  Would
you like to see binary anti-matter suns?
PvtJean:  *::Mumbles:: This is better than daddy told me
PvtJean:  *::Replies sleepily:: Oh yes...
DanielC71:     * We shall... as soon as I absorb your form and to
gather energy.
PvtJean:  *I want to be with you forever.
DanielC71:     * You shall, as long as I live.
PvtJean:  *::Feels content for the first time in her spoiled
rotten life::
DanielC71:     * ::: Jean feels the compelling honesty of the
Brain Core:::
PvtJean:  *::Submits herself totally to the Brain Core::
DanielC71:     * Once your body is gone you will be free...
PvtJean:  *::Smiles:: Yes, yes, to be truly free


IN THE PRESENCE OF THE BRAIN CORE
---------------------------------
DRTUNA:   * My ship?  Oh, it is very special....
PvtJean:  * ::A vile yellow mist fills Jean's cylindar::
DanielC71:     * :::Pvt. Phillipa & Urban are next to her in
their own cyllinders:::
DanielC71:     * :::Everyone sees them:::
DRTUNA:   * ::: The Doctor looks up and gasps ::: This is a huge
place? What is going on here?
DRTUNA:   * Whoops! ::: The Doctor sees the two cylinders coming
down from the ceiling.
DRTUNA:   * These walls seem to be lined with computer banks.
DoctorWho8:    * Oh my giddy Aunt Charlie.
BenJacksn:     %:::thinking it is the right way, sees the
others:::
Gail Who: *:::gasps::: Phillippa!  Urban!!!
PvtJean:  *Pvt Jean smiles and submits to the Brain Core::
Gail Who: Jean!!
DRTUNA:   * ::: The Doctor points to the center of the room ::
There, perhaps, is our key spot!
Gail Who: *Oh gosh, no!!!!
PvtJean:  *::Suddenly she screams::
Gail Who: *We've got to get them out!!!
DRTUNA:   * :::: The Doctor finds a control display and starts to
manipulate it. :::
DoctorWho8:    *  Doctor we got to get them out of there!!
DanielC71:     *:::Jean's Cyllinder floods with yellow gas:::
PvtJean:  * ::Poof!:: Pvt Jean Dissolves!
Cmdr Odo: * ::Seen Jean vanish:: Nice special effects.
MrMarriner:    *LTClement> ::Totally freaks out::Aww she
dissovled maan.  We're all gona dissolve maan. THat's itmaan
DanielC71:     *Brain Core>:::To Jean::: Now you are with me.
DRTUNA:   * Hmm, confusing...
BenJacksn:     *Doctor!!!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>JEAN!!!!  Pulls out weapon and aims it
at...at...at...he is surronded by The Core...::
DRTUNA:   * Ben!!
PvtJean:  *::Feels dreamily fulfilled , was Jean, but now is more
than Jean.
DanielC71:     * Brain Core> Welcome, Jean.
Gail Who: *Captain!
DanielC71:     * :::Shadows ripple:::
BenJacksn:     *:::runs to help the Doctor:::
DRTUNA:   * Look out, Ben!
DoctorWho8:    *:::shoots at hose on top of cylinders.  They have
no effect::
DanielC71:     * :::total chaos:::
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::brandishing weapon>
DRTUNA:   * Stop this shooting!
Gail Who: *What's happening??!!!  :::sees shadows rippling::::
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::Looks at the other Man::Ben?? Do you know
this man??
BenJacksn:     *It's the Doctor!!!
DRTUNA:   *Hit the deck, these fools may kill us all!
MrMarriner:    *LtClement>  They're everywhere maan!  We're all
gonna get dissolved maan!  Aww hell!
Gail Who: *Visconti, don't shoot!
DanielC71:     * :::Shadowbeasts emerge from the wall,
surrounding everybody.  They are immune to gunfire.:::
DoctorWho8:    *  We're being surrounded!!!

                               >>>>>>>>>>>        >>>>>End of Part 1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
                               *** The New                 Adventures of ***
---========                    ========---
---=D O C T                   O R   W H O=--
---========                    ========---

                               S H A D O W                     B E A S T

                               Written by                      DanielC71

                               CAST
                             ---
                                                             DRTUNA      <-= The Doctor
          BenJacksn   <-= Ben Jackson
          ProfG Whiz  <-= Captain Hawkwood
          DoctorWho8  <-= First Officer Visconti (& S.O. Edward)
          MrMarriner  <-= Lt. Clement
          Gail Who    <-= Science Officer Gail Edward (or Ed <g>)
          Cmdr Odo   <-= Sgt. Navarre
          Deadfly     <-= Pvt. Phillipa
          DanielC71   <-= Brain Core
          Everyone    <-= Shadowbeasts
               

                          >>>>>>>Part Two<<<<<<<

IN THE PRESENCE OF THE BRAIN CORE
---------------------------------
DanielC71:     *::Pvt. Jean vanishes.  Shadowbeasts surrond the
crew of the "Pointiers" and the TARDIS.:::
ProfG Whiz:    Capt>::Waves Blaster in one direction::All of you,
form a circle!  ::waits for the others to form a defensive
circle, fires at the Shadowbeasts, but...::
BenJacksn:     :::Ben is bloody with a broken nose:::
Gail Who: :::from the walls emerge dozens of shadowy figures
which advance on the humanoids:::
Cmdr Odo: ::shooting at shadowbeasts::
DoctorWho8:    * :::starts shooting at SBs:::
DRTUNA:   * :: The Doctor dives for the floor shouting for others
to take cover. ::::
ProfG Whiz:    Capt>The Beasts are unfazed by the blaster
fire...::
DanielC71:     * Brain Core> :::thinks::: Why is everyone
discharging energy weapons?
MrMarriner:    *LtClement::panics::They're everywhere man!  The
guns aren't working.  Gotta try the grenades!
DRTUNA:   * There must be a way to deal with this shadowy menace! 
Brute force may not be the answer!
BenJacksn:     *Cripes Doctor what are those things?
DoctorWho8:    * :::reverses the polarity of the neutron flow of
his gun adn continues shooting:::
Cmdr Odo: * ::firing on shadows:: All you need is love!
DRTUNA:   * I don't know Ben, but I do not think standard weapons
will work!
BenJacksn:     *I saw it grab that woman soldier, It sucked 'er
to nothin'!
ProfG Whiz:    *Our Blasters are having no effect!  Fire at the
machines!
Gail Who: *SO Ed>Something tells me you're right, Doctor!
DRTUNA:   Think, what would be effective against a shadow?
MrMarriner:    *LTClement> Quick use your incendiary grenades! 
If not we'll all die here maan...
Cmdr Odo: Navarre> They seem to be operational at a suboptimal
level.
Gail Who: *SO Ed> We better do *something* and quick!  I don't
fancy being taken!
BenJacksn:     *Them soldiers are gonna get us all killed!!!
ProfG Whiz:    Capt>Mr. Edwards, any idea on how to affect these
things::continues firing, and the circle grows smaller::
DRTUNA:   * LIGHT! That dispells shadows!  We need to make bright
light! Look how dim it in here!
ProfG Whiz:    Clement, Mr V. give it a try! See if the
incindiaries work!
DoctorWho8:    * :::grabs incendiary grenades and throws them at
the Shadowbeasts::
MrMarriner:    *LtClement:::lobs a nadful of incendiary
grenades::
BenJacksn:     *:::Ben keeps an eye out on Navarre:::
Cmdr Odo: * ::standing a bit more distant from the rest of the
party::
Gail Who: *:::also grabs a grenade for good measure and lobs
it::::
DanielC71:     * :::Shadowbeasts recoil and whither when grenades
explode:::
MrMarriner:    *LtClement> ::covers his ears as they go "BANG"
Gail Who: *SO Ed>It's working!
ProfG Whiz:    ::covers his eyes from the blast::
DanielC71:     * :::More Shadowbeasts disappear:::
MrMarriner:    *LtClement::does an impromptu victory dance:::
DanielC71:     *:::One Shadowbeasts makes a grab for
Lt.Clement:::
BenJacksn:     *:::Ben notices Navarre's acting funning remebers
it was him that gave him his bloody nose:
ProfG Whiz:    *GOOD WORK!  Clement, LOOK OUT!!
Cmdr Odo: ::to Shadow moving to Clement:: Shoo!
DoctorWho8:    * Clement, LOOK OUT!!!
DanielC71:     *:::A grenade thrown by Visconti nails the
Shadowbeast:::
Cmdr Odo: * G'won, git!
MrMarriner:    *LtClement> Away beastie! Shoo Shoo!
ProfG Whiz:    *::quickly Shields eyes, but momentarily
blinded::Mr Clement, you OK?
BenJacksn:     *Doctor, I don't trust these soldiers at all! 
Especially the Captain and Navarre...
DoctorWho8:    *:::wonders what the heck is wrong with Clement:::
DanielC71:     *:::Blast causes cylinders to descend to ground
floor:::
DRTUNA:   * It could have been worse. No machinery is damaged.
DanielC71:     *::: All three open.  Only Pvt. Phillipa and Pvt.
Urban escape.:::
Cmdr Odo: * How can you say that about a nice guy like me, Ben?
DanielC71:     *::: They fall to the ground, conscious and alive,
unlike Pvt. Jean:::
Gail Who: *SO Ed>:::gasps:::  Phillpa and Urban!!
DanielC71:     *:::Shadowbeasts all retreat to walls and
disappear:::
DRTUNA:   * Typical military tactics. Shoot first, think later.
MrMarriner:    *I'm fine everyone.  Just nerves.  I've only been
in tactical planning, never combat!
ProfG Whiz:    *::Walks up to the Doctor and Mr Edwards::Is this
the control center?
DRTUNA:   * I believe it is the control room.
MrMarriner:    *Clement::to DR::They were gonna kill us!
BenJacksn:     *Listen mate, I'll pay you back for what you did
to me nose...bank on it!
Cmdr Odo: * Oh, be quiet.
DoctorWho8:    *::goes over and helps Phillipa and Urban:::
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::turns, blinks, sees the two crewman::  Mr.
V, are they all right?
DoctorWho8:    They are uncouncious but still breathing.
ProfG Whiz:    Capt>Let me know when they revive, Mr. V.
DRTUNA:   I am unhurt, but I want to know what is going on.
MrMarriner:    *clement> I think we all do Doc!
BenJacksn:     *Well some of us aren't Doctor :::wipes nose
again:::
Gail Who: *SO Ed>:::To Tuna::: Doctor, do you think those
creatures are dead?
DRTUNA:   Dead?  Perhaps that is an irrelevant term.
DanielC71:     * Brain Core> ::thinks:: I must consider this...
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>Mr. Edwards, what's the best way for us to
destroy this...
Gail Who: *SO Ed>::To Tuna::: Well, the grenades seemed to make
them dissolve...did they die?
DanielC71:     *:::Pvt. Phillipa wakes up:::
Cmdr Odo: * ::surveying the group::
DanielC71:     *:::Pvt. Urban is unconscious:::
DRTUNA:   Does a shadow die?
DoctorWho8:    * Sir, Phillipa is waking up.
DRTUNA:   * Is it a shadow of.....what?
Cmdr Odo: * Or just shadows?
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>Well, Mr. Edwards, if they aren't dead, at
least they're hurt, and if this..
Gail Who: *SO Ed>:::To Tuna::: A shadow??  Like you say, of
what??
BenJacksn:     *Blimey Doctor you and your riddles
ProfG Whiz:    *capt>Is the place controlling them? If so, I Want
It Destroyed.
Gail Who: SO Ed>:::to Capt::: Destroy??? But Sir!!!
DoctorWho8:    *:::helps Phillipa to wake up by gently slapping
her face::
Cmdr Odo: * ::stepping on ants::
DoctorWho8:    * Sir, Phillipa's comming around.
MrMarriner:    *clement>Slap HappY!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>Mr. Edwards, prepare to destroy the center.
DRTUNA:   Curiouser and curiouser, said Alice.
MrMarriner:    *Clement> Slap her again and she'll wake up
DoctorWho8:    * Clement, you need some psycho-analyzing done to
your head.
Cmdr Odo: * Let me slap her. Good and hard.
DRTUNA:   I have a number of questions we need answered.
Cmdr Odo: * What questions, Doctor?
Cmdr Odo: * Several times.
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::Looks strangely at the very out of place
Doctor, then turns to Mr.V and Phillipa::
BenJacksn:     *:::thinks::::I'd love to slap Navarre:::
DoctorWho8:    * Come on love, wake up, that's a good girl.
Pvt Phllpa:    Ugghhh.... :::loud thwump as her body crashes
against the floor::
DoctorWho8:    * Oh dear.
DRTUNA:   * ::: Doctor goes to a console and starts fiddling
about. :::
BenJacksn:     *Doctor it seems like the entire ship is alive
with these shadows
DanielC71:     *::Shadowsbeasts, within the interior of the Brain
Core, begin to recover:::
Gail Who: SO Ed> You heard the Doctor!  We don't know enough
about this yet!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>Yes, what is it? Do you want the same thing
to happen to us as happened... to Mr Jean???
DoctorWho8:    *:::looks to Capt.::: I agree, we should learn as
much as we can before we destroy it.
Gail Who: SO Ed> Mr Visconti and I have *seen* some of the ships
databanks...there is much to be learned.
DRTUNA:   What is happening? Why are we here? We need to talk to
that cerebral mass.
MrMarriner:    *Clement> LIke what Eddie boy?
Pvt Phllpa:    I... I think my ankle is bruised
Cmdr Odo: * ::nervous:: Don't bother with ship databanks.
DRTUNA:   * Why, they could be quite revealing!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::ponders a moment, looks at cylinders:::
BenJacksn:     *:::Looks at Navarre, wonders why he is nervous:::
DoctorWho8:    *  :::checks Phillipa's ankle:: Yeah, I think it
is slightly sprained.
Gail Who: *:::Science Officer Edwards adjusts *her* uniform tunic
brusquely:::
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>Those Shadow things may be back, you
realize..::looks SO ED in the eyes::
DRTUNA:   :: Dr scrolls up some data. :::
Cmdr Odo: * Revealing? Of what? Why does it matter? Come on, we
have other things to worry about.
MrMarriner:    *Clement>::knows why Navarre is so nervous::
DRTUNA:   *Very interesting.
MrMarriner:    *Clement>Whoops! Eddie gal!  It was a long time
ago
DRTUNA:   * Why, Communication took place between the Brain Core
and your ship.
DoctorWho8:    * :::faces Capt.:: Sir, you should hear what the
Doctor has to say.
DRTUNA:   * BEFORE YOU LANDED!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::never taking eyes off Ed:: Navarre,
prepare a contingency plan to destroy this room
Gail Who: SO Ed>No!  Captain you can't!!!
Cmdr Odo: * ::steps back a bit::
DRTUNA:   * Someone on your ship knows a lot more than they are
telling.
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::Turns to Doctor::Excuse me, what did you
say?
MrMarriner:    *Clement>  It was Navarre.  I saw him!!! He did
it! He did it!
BenJacksn:     *I knew it!!  Let me take 'em Doctor!
DRTUNA:   * I said, someone communicated with this ship BEFORE
you landed.
MrMarriner:    *Clement> Captain I saw Navarre in the Comm room
shortly before we encountered the derelict!
Cmdr Odo: * ::secretly takes out large, nasty assault rifle::
DanielC71:     *Brain Core> :::thinks::: These creatures defy
understanding...
MrMarriner:    *Clement>He was acting very strange!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::spins on Navarre, notices rifle::So, this
was Your doing, Navarre, eh?
DoctorWho8:    * :::restrains Ben:: Hold youself, young man.
Gail Who: :::SO Edwards turns and listens to the Doctor:::
Cmdr Odo: * Ben, I would calm down if I were you, or I will be
forced to dramatically reduce your life expectancy. ::aiming
rifle::
DRTUNA:   Navarre, you don't stand a chance against all of us!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>You can't kill all of us, Navarre::fingers
blaster at hip::
MrMarriner:    *Clement>Yeah navarre, you wuss!
Cmdr Odo: * ::fires a few rounds over everone's heads::
DoctorWho8:    *:::ducks fire blast:::
BenJacksn:     *:::Ben is hesistant:::
Cmdr Odo: * You were saying?
MrMarriner:    *Clement> Oh nothing...
DRTUNA:   * Face it, Navarre, the gig is up!
Cmdr Odo: * ::fires at Tuna's feet::
BenJacksn:     *Doctor watch out!
Cmdr Odo: * Next time, say cheese. *Swiss* cheese.
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>:::doesn't flinch::I was saying that if you
don't shoot me first, I will certainly kill you, and if you shoot
me, then Mr. V will kill you...
Cmdr Odo: * ::to Clement:: Come along.
Gail Who: *SO Ed>:::jumps back at blast ricocheting off floor:::
{S ricochet
MrMarriner:    *Clement>What?
Gail Who: {S lsrblast
DRTUNA:   * :: Dr sneers at foot shot.:::
DoctorWho8:    *:::ready for gun fight:::
DRTUNA:   * What, no command to dance?
MrMarriner:    *Clement>Talk about a bad day maan.
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>Just what were you up to Navarre? Why this
treason??
Cmdr Odo: * Treason has such a negative connotation.
DRTUNA:   * This is all very interesting, but I would like to get
back to the bridge and do some investigating!
MrMarriner:    *Clement>Oh straight from MR. Sunshine himself eh
Navarre?
Cmdr Odo: * Clement, come with me!
DoctorWho8:    *  Alright, whay are you doing this?
Cmdr Odo: * Anyone else moving will have a run in with some
rapidly moving lead projecticles.
DRTUNA:   * ::: The Doctor begins to edge toward the door. :::
MrMarriner:    *Clement> Oh alright if you insist.  If you ever
have a kid, I hope someone steals his lunch money!
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::moves very deliberately straight at Odo::
Well, If you shoot me, the others will kill you.....
BenJacksn:     *Blimey I can't believe 'e's gettin' away!
DoctorWho8:    *:::ready for action::
Cmdr Odo: * ::begins backing away::
MrMarriner:    *Clement>::Is pulled down the corridor by
Navarre::
DRTUNA:   * ::: To Crecian military :: I suggest you deal with
Navarre, while we should go back to the bridge.
Cmdr Odo: * As you wish, Captain. ::fires on the captain::
DRTUNA:   * :: Dr continues to move toward door. :::
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::shot hits Hawkwood in arm, spins him to
floor::
DoctorWho8:    *::: starts to follow Doctor::
BenJacksn:     *I'm not lettin' that bloke get away. I owe 'im
one!  :::goes after Navarre::
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::pulls himself quickly to feet, holding
damaged arm::
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>After him!::follows Ben and Clement:
:DRTUNA:  :: Doctor moves off toward bridge. :::
DoctorWho8:    * Maybe if we split up, that would make thing
easier.
DRTUNA:   :: Shouts:: Anyone coming with me?
DoctorWho8:    * :::Visconti and Edwards follow the Doctor:::
BenJacksn:     *:::Moves on towards Navarre:::


NAVARRE DRAGS CLEMENT THROUGH THE DERELICT
------------------------------------------
Cmdr Odo: * ::dragging Clement::
MrMarriner:    *Clement>BEN!  Hurry!
Cmdr Odo: * ::savagely whacks Clement:: SILENCE!
MrMarriner:    *LtClement> Don't you ever whack me again!
Cmdr Odo: @ Then I will kill you next time.
MrMarriner:    @Okay.  You're the boss. ::persuades Navarre to
reveal all pertinient information to him:::
Cmdr Odo: @ You see, I had to deceive the Brain Core into
thinking you people were volunteers.
MrMarriner:    @Volunteers my... donkey!
Cmdr Odo: @ That derelict looks for volunteers. Now, in return
for providing lots of volunteers, I get lots of advanced
technology, that will help me ::insert cackle here:: rule the
universe!
Cmdr Odo: @ Oh, I never said they volunteered. I lied.  My own
ship, my own way of conquest! Muahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!
MrMarriner:    @::yawns::saw it all before on some cheap sci-fi
show Navarre!
Cmdr Odo: @ That wasn't a cheap sci-fi show, that was my
biography, after it fell through a time warp from the future!
MrMarriner:    @Get a life Navarre
Cmdr Odo: @ I have a life! I have yours, in my hands!
Cmdr Odo: @ ::generic cackle #4A::
MrMarriner:    @So where we going, Navvy?
Cmdr Odo: @ We are going back to the ship! My ship! The
Pointiers!
MrMarriner:    @Why are we going back to the ship?
Cmdr Odo: @ Because I am holding the gun and I say so.  Though I
can kill you here and now if you like.
MrMarriner:    @:::Shadowbeast advances on Clement and navarre:::
Cmdr Odo: @ ::turns, sees Shadow:: Ooops.
MrMarriner:    @Good going Navarre.  Thanks a bunch...


HAWKWOOD'S COMPANY PURSUES
--------------------------
ProfG Whiz:    *Capt>::to Ben::You'll have to beat me to him...do
you have a weapon?
BenJacksn:     *To Captian> Sorry mate, I don't carry guns.
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>Well alright...I think they are headed back
to the ship...  
BenJacksn:     %::tries to move quietly, but the soldiers behind
him don't allow this:::
ProfG Whiz:    ::sees reemerging Beasts, yells at Ben::Look out,
Beasts approaching!
BenJacksn:     %::Sees the soldiers surrounded by beasts:::
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::gets grenade, tosses it at Beast that was
about to grab Ben::
BenJacksn:     %Cor! Thanks mate...I think
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt.::hears Navarre's insane laughter, far
ahead::  I'll get you, you traitorous dog if its the last thing
I....
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>::a Beast approaches Hawkwood unnoticed from
behind::
BenJacksn:     %Captain beast behind you!!!
ProfG Whiz:    %Capt>Do..huh?::spins, but the Beast is to close::
ARGH!! :::dragged through a wall::
BenJacksn:     %Captain!!
BenJacksn:     %:::Ben realizes he is all alone, then he is
grabbed by a shadowbeast:::


ON THE DERELICT'S BRIDGE
------------------------
DRTUNA:   $ :: The Doctor arrives on the bridge and begins
working the operating console. :::
DoctorWho8:    $ Visconti=>So Doctor, what are we going to do?
DRTUNA:   $ We need to find a way to communicate with this
cerebral mass.
DRTUNA:   $ Normal comm patterns don't seem to work.  There must
be some different way in which we can communicate.
DoctorWho8:    $ Edwards=> Is there some kind of terminal in
which we can talk to it through our minds?
DRTUNA:   $ I've got it, we can use the electrical discharges of
the sensor beams to send neural electric pulses.
DoctorWho8:    $ Visconti=> So that way we can communicate with
our minds, right?
DRTUNA:   $ Yes, this may work.  Now, let's see, we will need to
develop a code in order to communicate.
Gail Who: $SO Ed> But are our minds even...compatible?  And if
they're not, then what could they want from humans?  The
chemicals?
DRTUNA:   $ Wait, I am getting a response.
DanielC71:     $ Brain Core> :::To Doctor::: WHO ARE YOU???
DRTUNA:   $ ::: to Brain::: A friend to all peaceful life forms! 
Please share with me your experience here :: to brain:::
DoctorWho8:    $ :::looks at entrance and see Shadow Beasts::  Oh
no here we go again.
DanielC71:     $::To Dr:::  PEACEFUL?  I offer you the universes
and you FIRE upon me!
Gail Who: $:::Edwards watches the Doctor intently, making sure
he's alright.  She doesn't hear Visconti or see the
Shadowbeasts:::
DRTUNA:   $ They were confused by you taking their crew member.
:::to Brain:::
DanielC71:     $:To DR:: I ask for VOLUNTEERS and you fire on me! 
And at Navarre, the leader of the Crecians!
DoctorWho8:    $ :::goes to entrance and starts throwing the
bombs:::
DRTUNA:   $ Now I understand! This has been a double cross!
DanielC71:     $ Explain that!!
Gail Who: $:::watching Tuna, who seems to be in silent
conversation, suddenly hears bombs:::
DRTUNA:   $ Navarre has not only betrayed his fellows, but has
also lied to the Brain Core!
Gail Who: {S explosin}
DanielC71:     $ :::listens to the Doctor:::  NO!!
DRTUNA:   $ The cerebral mass only wants VOLUNTEERS, it doesn't
want captives!
Gail Who: $:::more Shadowbeasts advance on SO Edwards:::
DanielC71:     $ NO!!  Navarre CANNOT have lied!!
Gail Who: $:::She whirls around, instinctively sensing their
presence, just as they grab her::::
DRTUNA:   $ :::Speaking to both the Crecians and the Brain
Core::: The Brain thinks we are volunteers, and Navarre is
offering us to it.  ::: The Doctor smiles. ::: Now we are getting
somewhere.
DoctorWho8:    $:::two SBs pop out of the door frame and captures
him:::
DoctorWho8:    $  :::yells::: DOCTOR, EDWARDS, HELP ME!!!!!  OH
MY GIDDY AUNT CHar.......  :::disappears:::
Gail Who: $SO Ed> NOooooooo!!!!! DOCTOR!!!!!!!  :::Edwards is
grabbed by a Shadowbeast:::
DRTUNA:   $ ::To brain ::: Oh dear... These people are not
willing volunteers.  They have been tricked... as he tricked us
all!
DRTUNA:   $ DanielC71:   $ You... do NOT... lie.  Navaree.. has. 
I have made a grave error in judgment.


AWAITING AMALGAMATION IN THE BRAIN CORE
---------------------------------------
ProfG Whiz:    Capt>::dimly aware he is being placed in a
recepticle, a cylinder... which, to his horror, is the same kind
that held the unfortunate Jean...::
Gail Who: $:::Edwards is placed in a cylinder...dimly aware of
what's happening:::
ProfG Whiz:    &Capt>::tries to get to his Blaster, but he can't
seem to move::
Gail Who: $:::she knows this is not right and she fights it
mentally:::
DoctorWho8:    &:::wakes up and notices that he is in a
cylinder::::
ProfG Whiz:    &Capt>::slowly, a foggy, drugged feeling comes
over him...:::
Gail Who: $:::Sees images of happy puffy clouds:::
ProfG Whiz:    &Capt>He fights it with all his will...:::
BenJacksn:     &:::Ben wakes up and notices his nose is no longer
bleeding, he feels tranquil
Gail Who: $:::holding herself rigid against the tranquility, the
vision suddenly ends:::
DoctorWho8:    & Oh my giddy Aunt Charlie, now I'm going to
be......  ::::disappears again::::
ProfG Whiz:    &Capt>::and suddenly, the cylinder lurches, and
Hawkwood feels himself falling...::
BenJacksn:     $:::Ben realizes that this isn't real:, is
dumped:::
DanielC71:     $ :::EVERYONE taken by a SHADOWBEAST is
RETURNED.:::


THROUGHOUT THE SHIP
-------------------
DanielC71:     :::Everyone pops back into place.:::  ATTENTION,
CREW OF THE POINTIERS!  NAVARRE HAS LIED TO ME!  THE SHADOWBEASTS
WILL NO LONGER ATTACK!  NAVARRE IS YOURS TO DEAL WITH!


NAVARRE & CLEMENT
-----------------
MrMarriner:    @Thank goodness for that.  :::hits Navarre a
couple of times:::Take that you bully!
Cmdr Odo: @ ::smacks Clement back::
MrMarriner:    @::pulls Navarres hair:::
Cmdr Odo: @ Why you!
MrMarriner:    @:::in Pex-like fashion,Clement redeems his
cowardice by beating up Navarre:::
Cmdr Odo: @ Oooof OW hey OUCH!!!!!!!!


ON THE BRIDGE
-------------
DRTUNA:   $ Nice voice!
Gail Who: $:::falls into the control room near the Doctor:::
DRTUNA:   $ It seems as if The Shadowbeasts are extentions of the
ship's Brain Core.
Gail Who: $:::Can hear the Brain Core talking in her mind:::: 
NAVARRE!!!
DoctorWho8:    $:::lands back in the control room with a thud::::
Gail Who: $SO Ed>:::shakes the First Officer:::  Wake up, Mr
Visconti, come on!
DoctorWho8:    $ :::hears voice and thinks it is God's and that
he is dead::::
ProfG Whiz:    &Capt>::stands up::Can you hear me, anyone::shouts
in general..::
DRTUNA:   $ Hmm, interesting! ::: Dr looks at console.:::
Gail Who: $SO Ed>We should find the Captain and help capture
Navarre if he hasn't gotten him yet!
DRTUNA:   $ :::oblivious::: The ship is powered by Black Light.
DoctorWho8:    $...vaporized!!!   What, going on?  I thought I
heard God speaking to me?
DRTUNA:    $  The Shadowbeasts are not independant units; the
ship, the Brain Core, and the Shadowbeasts are all one and the
same.
DoctorWho8:    $  Can someonme please tell me what is going on?
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::realizes he has been deposited near Mr. V
and Edwards::
Gail Who: $SO Ed>::::listens to Doctor, musing to herself::: hmmm
black light...??
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::rubs forehead::Mr. V, Edwards, are you OK?
And how did you get me out??
DoctorWho8:    $ Ask the Doctor.
DRTUNA:   $ The ship is sentient & alive, a silicon life form
Gail Who: $SO Ed>We're fine, sir...you can thank the Doctor, I
think...  :::looks about the ship with wonder and a new
respect:::
Gail Who: $SO Ed>And it didn't mean us any harm.  Doesn't.  And
sir! :::to Capt:::
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::turns to The Doctor::How did you rescue
me?
DoctorWho8:    $:::has to go to the bathroom REAL bad::::
DRTUNA:   $ Just a little talk with the boss, that's all.
BenJacksn:     $Doctor? What's going on?
Gail Who: $SO Ed>did you hear that voice telling us about
Navarre?
Gail Who: $SO Ed> I think we should head back for the Pointiers
DRTUNA:   $ Communication works better for me than guns.
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>In this case, you seem to be right, Doctor.
A pity it cannot always be so... ::looks at controls:: Can it
talk with anyone, or just you?
DoctorWho8:    $ Because you are an alien, Doctor?
Gail Who: $:::hears sounds of fighting::: Oh!  It's Mr Clement!!!
DRTUNA:   $ This brain is one of the greatest computers ever
built surpassing the Matrix in many functions but hardly as
powerful.
DoctorWho8:    $ What's the Matrix?
DRTUNA:   $ It is probably more than 780,000 years old and not
from this universe.
Gail Who: $SO Ed>He's got Navarre!!! :::Ben hears the sounds of
the fighting and dashes off to help:::
DRTUNA:   $ Matrix...a very big computer back home.
MrMarriner:    @::Finds his way to the Dr. and the others
dragging Navarre with him::  Here he is!
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::looks confused::Doctor, what happened to
Jean. Can this computer maybe do something.
BenJacksn:     $Yeah so it ups and takes us.
DoctorWho8:    $ What's your home?
Gail Who: $:::Visconti and Clement firmly restrain Navarre:::
DRTUNA:   $ ::: Dr communicates  telepathically with brain
core.:::
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::turns on Navarre::The only greater
pleasure I can have than killing you here and now is to see you
hung by a Court-Martial as a traitor!
BenJacksn:     $Don't kill 'im mate. 'e's not worth it.
DanielC71:     $BC> Yes, Doctor...  :::sends requested
information:::
MrMarriner:    $::::Clement relishes finally being able SLAP
Navarre:::
DRTUNA:   $ I see! It's  mission is to gather specimens of the
various species that it encounters and amalgamate them into the
Brain Core itself.
Cmdr Odo: :::now beat up::: Bah!   Your kind will never win in
the end!
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::turns back to The Doctor:: And....Jean?
DRTUNA:   $ Pvt. Jean, along with the thousands of others, live
on and compose equal parts of the Brain Core.  The resulting
gestalt powers the ship and allows them to live forever & explore
all creation.
DoctorWho8:    $ So she can't come back.
Gail Who: $:::Urban, Phillipa, and Edwards all look sad at
Visconti's remark:::
DRTUNA:   $ Pvt Jean is now a part of the cerebral mass.
Gail Who: $SO Ed>Let Mr Navarre face Crecian justice, since it's
Crecy that he's betrayed.
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::gives a knowing look at Ben, a slight nod,
and motions slightly to Navarre::
MrMarriner:    $Clement>  I'll miss her.
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>Mr. V.....see that Jean is reported
as.....missing, in the line of duty, yes?
DoctorWho8:    $ Sir.
BenJacksn:     $But allow me the pleasure of one thing :::smacks
Navrrare on the nose:::
Cmdr Odo: $ AAAAAHHHHH!
Cmdr Odo: $ ::glowers at Ben::
BenJacksn:     $::Frowns:::Didn't get any satisfaction from that.
Revenge is not sweet for me.
Cmdr Odo: $ Then you are a fool, Ben.
BenJacksn:     $I've been called worse Navarre, by better men.
Gail Who: $Doctor?
DRTUNA:   $ Yes?
Gail Who: $Will Jean's knowledge help this ship at all?
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>Yes, will it?
DRTUNA:   $ I think so. Her knowledge will be quite different,
perhaps stimulating.
DanielC71:     *:::The Brain Core prepares to depart:::
DRTUNA:   $ :::receives message from Brain Core:::
Gail Who: $:::hears the hum of engines warming up:::
DoctorWho8:    $ :::looks at relay screen::: Uh, Doctor, the ship
is making manuveurs to leave.
Gail Who: $Hmm, I think *that* may be our answer...
DanielC71:     *:::Course is set.  Taking Pvt. Jean to a universe
with binary anti-matter suns.:::
DRTUNA:   $ I believe unless we want to be passengers we should
depart.
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>::quickly shakes Ben's hand::Farewell, we
must be back to our ship...
Gail Who: $:::everyone follows as Clement and Visconti drag
Navarre from the room:::
DoctorWho8:    $  Good-bye Doctor.
DRTUNA:   $ Excuse me, all of you, I think it is time to be on
our way.
BenJacksn:     $:::still upset at Doctor, hesitant about going:::
ProfG Whiz:    $Capt>Farewell, Doctor. ::pats ship, whispers::
Farewell, Jean...


THE END