SEASON THREE

EPISODE 1: ASSIMILATION
PART TWO

By: Elektra

SPACE: THE FINAL FRONTIER. THESE ARE THE VOYAGES OF THE WWF TITANPRIZE. IT'S MISSION: TO EXPLORE AND ENTERTAIN NEW SOCIETIES AND NEW CIVILIZATIONS.  TO BOLDLY GO WHERE NO WRESTLER HAS GONE BEFORE!

TITANPRIZE CREW:
Captain Vincent K. McMahon
First Officer, Commander Shane McMahon
Chief Engineer, Commander Stephanie McMahon
Chief of Chiefs, Commander Linda McMahon
Chief of Security, Commander Kane
Chief Medical Officer, Dr. Taker
Communications Officer, Lieutenant Rock
Counselor Al Snow (assisted by H.E.A.D.)
Diagnostics Officer, Ensign Jericho
Tactical Officer, Lieutenant Commander Austin
Transporter Chief, Lieutenant Commander Debra McMichael
... And many more!

STARSHIP TITANPRIZE - CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM

 "Acting Captain's log, Stardate ---- it doesn't MATTER what the stardate is! The McMahon's are currently in sickbay due to point blank range phaser fire from the PTC drones that boarded the Rock's Titanprize. Nurse Bearer is currently looking after them. The McMahon's were left alive because, apparently, the PTC don't condone killing.  Of course, assimilation is just peachy to those roody poo candy asses!" he muttered,  then sighed, "Going back to ship's business -- The Rock still hasn't heard from the jabronies on Beital yet. End log!'

    Acting Captain Rock closed his log book and headed to the Bridge.

    "Acting Captain on the Bridge!" Ensign Matt Hardy announced.

    The Rock looked at Ensign Hardy. Even though he and his brother looked completely human, they were actually Aerialans - a species known for their inhuman flexiblility and uncanny talent for levitation. "Ensign..." The Rock began,"From now on, you refer to the Rock as the people's Captain when you announce his presence!"

    Ensign Matt nodded, "Yes sir!"

    He turned to Mr. Matt's brother, who was currently in charge of communications while The Rock was taking over Captain's duties, "Ensign... anything from the planet yet?"

    "No sir, " Mr. Jeff replied.

    "Ahhhh... damnit! The Rock is getting annoyed waiting for those jabronis to report! What can they be DOING down there?"

PLANET BEITAL

    Jericho was surrounded by PTC drones -- what was left of the inhabitants of Beital. Their single robotic voice echoed throughout the building, "Resistance is futile... you will be assimilated!" The drones lifted their weapons.

    "Look out!!" A voice shouted, and Jericho soon found himself pushed out of harm's way.  He quickly ran for the exit, with someone following behind him. The PTC didn't give chase.

    When he was safely outside, Y2J looked at the person who had just saved him, "Al!!" he shouted, relieved,  "Where are Taker, and Austin?"

    "They didn't listen to me!! They didn't listen to  H.E.A.D. We told them not to go in there! No one ever listens to me! Never. Oh it's just loony Al, they say... why should we--"

    "Yeah, well, while you're muttering about the unfairness of life, tell me what happened!" Jericho interrupted.

    "Dr. Taker and Lt. Commander Austin went in there... and were quickly abducted by the PTC. The PTC apparently had a big problem with Austin's language, and Dr. Taker's satan worshipping," Snow shrugged.  "I stayed hidden until I saw you..." Snow then furrowed his brow, "I thought you went to find Angle!" He looked behind Jericho, but didn't see the gold medalist.

    "I couldn't find that ass-clown, but I detected a PTC signature where he last was. Our supplies were scattered all over the place!"

    "Are they in one piece?"

    "They seem to be. You and I are going to set up camp there, and decide what the hell we're going to do!"

  "Hey... I'm the superior officer here!" Counsellor Snow started.

    "Sorry... then, what is your plan?"

    "My plan is...." he thought for a moment, then turned to H.E.A.D, "You sure?" he asked the contraption in his hands, then nodded, "Our plan is ... that you take over as mission leader until we find the others!"

    "Good idea..." Ensign Jericho replied, and the two headed back to where the supplies were.

PLANET BEITAL - JERICHO AND SNOW'S WRESLTEFLEET-ISSUE TENT

    Snow opened the can of rations in front of him. He reluctantly stuffed a piece into his mouth and gulped it down, "Ugh. Spam rations. I hate Spam rations..."

    "Well, that's all we have," Jericho replied, and squeezed a small tube of something into his mouth.

    Counselor Snow looked at him, "What the hell is that stuff?"

    Jericho shrugged, "I don't know, but it has all the nutrients I need to keep my systems functioning normally."

    "Could I try it??"

    "The make up of this substance is unhealthy to humans," Unit Y2J explained.

    Snow held up a piece of spam, "The make up of THIS substance is unhealthy to humans!"

    "Touché," Jericho replied. When he finished his tube, he pulled out his tricorder. He had added some modifications to it recently due to the current situation. He studied the readouts, "The PTC haven't left their safe little building yet," he reported.

    "So what are we going to do to get Taker, Austin, and Angle back?" Snow asked.

    "Never fear. Y2J has a plan!"

PLANET BEITAL - OUTSIDE JERICHO AND SNOW'S WRESLTEFLEET-ISSUE TENT

    Ensign Jericho stood outside the tent, carrying a large pack on his back. He took a quick look around, and heard a sound behind him. He quickly turned, and was met with a PTC hand upside the head.  His visual receptors soon became static and cut out, leaving everything black.

PLANET BEITAL - JERICHO AND SNOW'S WRESLTEFLEET-ISSUE TENT

    "Chris?" Counselor Snow called out. "Hey, Chris? What are you doing out there?"

    No answer.

    Snow stuck his head out of the tent but saw no one.  He quickly went back inside, zipped up the tent, and held H.E.A.D. tightly against his chest, rocking back and forth. He looked at H.E.A.D. "What do you mean you're scared?? If you're scared, then who am I supposed to turn to for comfort?!" H.E.A.D. didn't respond. Counselor Snow took a deep breath, "We're in trouble," he muttered, "Big trouble."

PLANET BEITAL - HEADQUARTERS

    Ensign Jericho found himself in a PTC alcove. In the alcoves beside him stood Dr. Taker, Commander Austin, and Ensign Angle. All three seemed to be in stasis.

    Suddenly, he felt something attempting to hack in to his positronic matrix. It was The PTC! They were trying to re-program Unit Y2J!

    Jericho quickly put up his wall, and traced the signal.  He found where it was coming from and decided he would look into that soon enough. But first, he had to contact the Titanprize.

    Ensign Jericho looked down at himself. Cables had been insterted into his arms and legs. He quickly tugged his arms free, ripping his synthetic skin. He then reached down and pulled the cables out of his legs and freed his tricorder from the pack on his back. It seemed the PTC had not cared to remove it. Good.

    Ensign Jericho pulled out a phaser, and held it in front of him.  As he began to wander around the building, he found a door. He went through, and came upon Beital's communications center. The PTC had not touched it.

    Unit Y2J quickly shut the door behind him, welding it shut with the fire from the phaser. Should the PTC become curious, the welded door would keep them occupied for a while as Y2J escaped through the large window on the other side of the room.

    Ensign Jericho quickly went up to the computer console. He notice that this console was more then just communications. It was, in fact, the main computer for the entire planet!

   Jericho pulled his ponytail out, and plugged it into the port on the side of the console. He quickly hacked in, and found where the dampening fields had come from. The power source was located on a cloaked PTC ship in orbit around Beital. A ship he knew the Titanprize's sensors would not be able to pick up. He could only guess that the Titanprize had already had a visit from the PTC.

    Jericho hacked into the PTC ship, and disabled the dampening fields. He found that currently the collective was regenerating. They would not notice his hacking until much later. It was one of  the negatives to being a collective - when one slept, all slept.

    "Unit Y2J to WWF TITANPRIZE! Come in, Titanprize!!"  He recieved nothing but static.  Unit Y2J quickly sent out a distress signal on all WrestleFleet frequencies. Now, all he could do was wait, and hope SOMEONE aboard the Titanprize recieved it soon.

    With that done, he used his superior strength to rip a hole in the welded door of the control center. It was time to begin his search for the signal his Wall had found earlier.

    Unfortunately, the PTC drones that met him on the other side of the door had other ideas.