Path: moe.ksu.ksu.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!sol.ctr.columbia.edu!spool.mu.edu!carroll1!dprust From: dprust@carroll1.cc.edu (Dan Prust) Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative Subject: Deity *Introduction* Message-ID: <2786@carroll1.cc.edu> Date: 18 Jan 92 01:52:29 GMT Article-I.D.: carroll1.2786 Organization: Carroll College-Waukesha, WI Lines: 82 . *** Introduction *** Well, I am thrilled to find such a newsgroup here. I like the idea of writing and posting on this, so I'll give it my best. The following story is based on an old outline for The Next Generation I created. Please mail me with _constructive_ criticism. And, if you want to send nasty comments, I only ask one thing of you. Make sure they are so nasty and hateful that its funny. Thank you. :) Please note that this story was meant to be a book and not an article, therefore, I have trimmed it down considerably. Consider it an episode. And remember: this is unedited by professionals, so please don't nail me for my grammar :) "Deity" Written By: Daniel Allen Prust *** Prologue *** Some of us are used to feeling touching, religious experiences. Others are not. At any rate, this ceremony would have to be considered the most touching ceremony in the galaxy. At least, this is what Kira felt. Kira has just reached the age where the concept of religion can be somewhat grasped. The twelve year-old child clenched her slightly soiled white gown in anticipation among the thousands of natives and friends who came to witness the event. "Will Kalewah heal him, or take him away from me?" she thought, the light from heaven sparkling softly in her dark-green eyes. It was just yesterday when she was in the park running through the densely wooded forests of Alderik, laughing and screaming with joy -- "God, was that only yesterday?" Now he lay helpless on the primitive stretcher, blood pouring out of the side of his head painting the white cloth red. His mother and father were carrying the child to a tower that was so high it seemed to touch the left-most moon in the sky -- a sky that was rolling with clouds. At the top of the tower light emanated brightly. The natives called it the "Heavenly Beacon" and considered it a constant reminder of their faith. At the base of the white, pointed tower a rectangular room was placed where the natives place their sick and dead to be with Kalewah, their God, in that person's time of need. The child was placed carefully on the floor of the room on a mysterious glass-like surface. The mother of the child wept and pushed back his thick-black hair. She kissed him on the forehead and stood back. The child was enveloped in a dazzling display of light and power -- Kalewah's power which new no boundaries. The natives stood in awe of the spectacle with childish ignorance. Kira suddenly felt a tightness in her stomach. This was the crucial moment. They will have to wait now, and waiting was not Kira's favorite thing to do. After about thirty minutes, the child reappeared on the platform standing up. He ran from the small room and embraced his mother. The natives cheered and ran toward the child and his parents. There would be much rejoicing on Alderik this night. Well, there is the intro... working on Chapter one. As you may have already figured out, this episode will have religious ties to it. Feel free to research. Oh yea, one more thing. Since the outline is old, Wesley is in the story. If you are a Wesley hater, you may get some kicks out of this -- I'm not telling what is going happen, or if he comes out unscathed.... :) _______________________________________________________________________________ -.---. .---. -.---. . Daniel Allen Prust | | . . |---| .. |---' -+- Carroll College | |.-..-...=.| | | ||.=..-. | .-.. ..= | P.O. Box 323 -'---'`-`' |``- ` ' ` ```- ' | ' ' `-' -'`-' 135 S. East Ave. Waukesha, WI. 53186 "May the gods of tuition overlook me." (414)524-7557 _______________________________________________________________________________