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infringe on any Copyrights.   This story is written by Robert Baer Jr and
the characters Fydo, Boomer, Rasputin, Saundra, Alexander, Grunt, Daisy,
Jake, Calyspo, Francis , Marie and Flash are all Robert Baer Jr's
creations, copyright pending, 1999.

The Space Rovers -- "Journey to Jurrassia  -- Part 1"

It is the morning that the entire Canius Minor crew and workers had been
waiting so long for, the day of the huge craft's take-off into space!   On
the ship's bridge, at their posts, are the Space Rovers.   Captain Persia
is seated at the "com," with her first mate Alexander beside her.  At the
helm and navigation controls were seated Saundra and Boomer.   The
remaining members of the bridge crew are seated at their work stations
around the circular-walled room.   There's Bruno at the communications
station, Whitey at the science station and Grunt at the weapons station.
Persia uses the ship's PA system to announce the order to begin the
lift-off countdown.

PERSIA: (over loud speakers):  Attention all crew members of the Canius
Minor.  We are about to embark on a voyage into the unknown reaches of
space.  This is where all of your hard work and training over the past
year will pay off.   We will be lifting off the Earth in five minutes.
Any visitors or ground crew personnel are ordered to disembark
immediately.  All damage control personnel will secure all hatches and
report back to the bridge.  Engineering personnel will ready the engines
for flight and report back to the bridge.  All other crew members will
report to their stations to begin take-off procedures.  I, your captain,
am proud of every one of you, and together we will accomplish the goals
that were set forth my our original mission plan.   Let's hit the sky,
Rovers!

The entire crew howls their approval.   The countdown begins.

BRUNO:  Captain, Lt. Marie reports that all hatches have been secured

PERSIA:  Excellent, has Chief Engineer Molotav reported yet?

BRUNO:  No ma'am, and please, call her Molly, she hates to be called by
her given name, ma'am

PERSIA:  I'll have to remember that.

BRUNO:  Captain, Lt Molly reports that the engines are ready.

BOOMER:  Helm is fully operational

SAUNDRA:  Navagation station is ready.

WHITEY:  All internal systems are powered up and ready

GRUNT:  Grrrrrrrrr Grrroowwwwllllll!   Grrrrrrrrrr

ALEXANDER:  It's nice to know our weapon systems are working, Grunt, but
we won't need them for take-off

WHITEY:  one minute to launch

PERSIA:  All hands, brace for ascent.   Saundra, signal to open Alpha Base
silo doors

Saundra presses a number of buttons on her panel, the huge metal doors of
the launch silo open.

SAUNDRA:  Silo doors open, Captain.

PERSIA:  Alright, everyone, this is it!

The huge spacecraft's horizonal thrusters fire, and the ship slowly begins
to fly straight up and clears the silo doors.

PERSIA:  Boomer, let's leave Earth's atmosphere.   Saundra, plot a course
for the moon, at one-half force speed

SAUNDRA:  Course laid in, Captain!

BOOMER:  Flying at one-half force speed, we'll clear the Earth's gravity
in ten seconds

WHITEY:  Nine point fours seconds to be exact, ma'am

The Canius Minor is now positioned near the moon.

PERSIA:  Now, let's see what this this can really do!   Saundra, plot a
course for Alpha Centuri, at Warp five.

SAUNDRA:  Course plotted and laid in, Captain!

PERSIA:  Engage, Commander Boomer!

BOOMER:  Aye Aye, Captain!

The huge ship zooms off at warp speed.

WHITEY:  At this present rate of speed, we will reach Alpha Centuri in
three hours and four point seven minutes, Captain

PERSIA:  Thank you, Whitey, this will be a good dry run for the ship's
systems

BOOMER:  We can go faster if you like, Captain

PERSIA:  No, this will do for now.   We better see if this ship can crawl
first before we attempt to run

BRUNO: (interrupting)  Captain, we have an intruder in Cargo Bay eleven

GRUNT:   Grrrrrrrrr   Growllll!   Grrrrrrrrrr!

PERSIA:  Yes, I agree with you, Grunt, I will come with you.  Old man, you
have the com, Bruno, call Ensign Jake to the bridge.

BRUNO:  Aye Aye, Captain!

Grunt and Persia use the ships elevator to go quickly to the Cargo Bay.
There they find Rasputin holding the familiar looking 'intruder' by the
collar.

PERSIA:  Fydo?   What are you doing here?   Rasputin, put him down.

RASPUTIN:  He's an intruder, he's not on the crew roster so he's an
invader.   I will take him to the brig.

PERSIA:  He's a fellow Road Rover, and I give the orders on this ship,
Ensign, is that clear?

RASPUTIN:  (grudgingly)  Yes, ma'am

PERSIA:  Now Fydo, explain your presence here

FYDO:  (nervously and hurried)   Well, I tried to explain to Rasputin, I
was ready to return to HQ and then one of the ground crew asked me to help
her load some cargo boxes into the ship.   I did, then I slipped on the
slick floor and that's the last thing I can remember, except that I sure
have a pounding headache.

RASPUTIN:  He's lying!  He purposely stowed away so he could fly with us
in space.  Now, tell us the truth, shrimp, or I'll knock the living
daylights out of you!

PERSIA: (shouting)  Ensign!  That's enough!

GRUNT:  Grrrrrrrrrrrr   Growl!!!!   Grrrrrrrrrrrr

RASPUTIN:  Yes sir, Lt Grunt, I will obey the Captain

FYDO:  I know my story sounds far fetched, but I'm telling you the truth,
Captain Persia!

PERSIA:  Yes, Cadet, I know you are.

RASPUTIN:  Hey, how can you know that?

PERSIA:  Ensign, you will address me as either Captain or Ma'am,
understand me?   I have ESP, that's why I know he's telling the truth

FYDO:  Thank you, Captain, Ma'am!   As long as I'm here, can I help you in
any way?   I'm good at helping, just like my father was, you know, did I
ever tell you about the time he ......

BRUNO: (on loud speaker)  Captain Persia, please report to the bridge,
urgent message from the Master

RASPUTIN: (looking at Fydo)   I think they should throw you in the brig,
and let ME work you over!

PERSIA (turning to Rasputin)  Ensign. you have a lot to learn about
respect and discipline!   You are dismissed and confined to quarters till
further notice.

RASPUTIN: (angerly)  If you think for one minute that I'm going to .......

PERSIA:  Lt Grunt will personally escort you to your quarters.  If he as
much as breathes too hard on you, toss HIM in the brig.

GRUNT:   (smiling)   Grrrrrrrrrrr

Grunt grabs Rasputin by the arm and pulls him out of the cargo bay.

PERSIA:  Cadet Fydo, I have to speak to the Master now, for the time
being, I want you to report to room seven on deck eleven.  A Cano-Sapien
named Calyspo will give you your assignment there.

FYDO: (bubbly)  Oh, thank you ma'am,  Thank You!   You won't regret this!
 I'm ready for any task, any mission, any assignment.  Just name it and
I'll be there, just say the word and .....

PERSIA:  Report to Calyspo immediately Cadet, dismissed!

Persia returns to the bridge and speaks with the Master on the large
viewing screen.

MASTER:  Captain Persia, here is your first assignment.  The Hubble Space
telescope has detected a strange object floating near Orion's belt.   It
seems to be emitting some sort of signal that we can't interpret.   Take
the Canius Minor there and investigate.

PERSIA;  Yes, Master, and Master, we have Cadet Fydo on board.

MASTER:   Cadet Fydo?   He wasn't supposed to be part of your crew.

PERSIA:  I know, Master, he accidently got left in our cargo bay at
take-off, if you'll reassign him here, I'd like for him to become
Calyspo's assistant, she can use the help.

MASTER:  Yes, she could indeed!   Fydo can help her tutor the ship's
children by day, and work in the lounge at night.  Brilliant idea, Persia!

PERSIA:  Thank you, Master!   We will leave for Orion's belt immediately!

MASTER:  Very well, good hunting, Space Rovers!

The message ends.  Meanwhile, Fydo reports to the lounge, where Calyspo is
waiting.  She is a mixed breed dog with white and black patches, and is
putting table cloths on the room's many tables.

CALYSPO:   Hey, mon!  What do you be doing here, Cadet?

FYDO:  Didn't the Captain tell you?  I was to report to you and .....

CALYPSO:  So, you be my new assistant, yes?

FYDO:   Yes, ma'am!

CALYSPO:  Well, at least you be having proper manners!  Ok, you will be
helping me here in the nighttime hours, and tommorrow, you'll help me
teach the little ones we have on the ship.

FYDO:  There's children on board?

CALYSPO:  Sure there be, mon!   There be dozen of the young ones here, and
it's our job to educate them!  Understand me, er.....  what be your name,
mon?

FYDO:  I'm Fydo, ma'am!

CALYSPO:  Ok, Fydo, I have a job for you!

FYDO:  Oh boy!  My first mission, my first task!   You can count on me,
ma'am!

Calyspo hands Fydo a metal bucket and large toilet cleaning brush

CALYSPO:  This be your mission, get into those restrooms and scrub those
toilets so clean that we can drink from them, understanding me, mon?

FYDO (disappointed)   Yes, ma'am.....

CALYSPO:  Good!   And when you be finishing that, you can help me prepare
the snack trays, I be checking our supply of kibble....

Meanwhile, back on the bridge.......

PERSIA:  Saundra, set course for the unindentified object, at maximum warp
speed.

SAUNDRA:  Course laid in, Captain!

WHITEY:  Even at maximum speed, it will take us three solar days to reach
it

ALEXANDER:  Persia, there may be a faster way to get there

PERSIA:  I think I know what you're suggesting, old man.

ALEXANDER:  Yes, use Flash and Daisy's space folding device!

PERSIA:  Are you sure it will work?

WHITEY:  In theory, their device can work.  If it does, we can be at our
destination in a matter of minutes!

PERSIA:  It's worth trying!  Bruno, patch me through to Molotov... er....
Molly in Engineering.

BRUNO:  Aye Aye, Captain.  It is done!

PERSIA:  Molly, we're going to attempt a portal jump using .....

MOLLY: (on the speaker, angerly)  using those two bloodhound's veird
looking device, da?

PERSIA:  Commander Molotav, is there some sort of problem?

MOLLY (on the speaker, angerly)  that thing of theirs has not been tested.
 We'll need to come to a full stop first, then I'll need to have our
thrusters and enersal dampers reset to compensate for the wormhole's
gravitational pull.

PERSIA:  Molly, I'll send Whitey and Boomer down to help you.   Saundra,
bring the ship to a full stop.  Boomer, you and Whitey get to Engineering,
Jake, take over helm control

JAKE:  Yes, ma'am!

PERSIA:  Ensign Jake, will you please remove your cowboy hat?   This is
the bridge, not a rodeo.

JAKE:  Aw, ma'am!  Do I have to?   This hat reminds me of my home in west
Texas, where the longhorn cattle roam and where there's wide open spaces
and .....

PERSIA:  ... and you can wear it all you want when you're off duty,
understand me, Ensign?

JAKE:  I read you loud and clear, ma'am!

BRUNO:   Captain, Engineering reports that they're ready to begin.   Daisy
and Flash have reset our forward transmitters to create the artifical
wormhole.

PERSIA:  Grunt, sound yellow alert.   Tell Molly to proceed.

The device was energized, on the viewing screen, Persia and the rest of
the bridge crew could see a small hole form directly in front of the ship.
 The hole continued to grow until it was twice as large as the Canius
Minor.

PERSIA:  Jake, take us straight ahead, at one quarter force speed.

JAKE:  You got it, Captain!

The vessel slowly moved forward until it flew into the wormhole, and in a
matter of seconds, emerged on the 'other side' of it, with the round
unindentified object directly ahead of them!

PERSIA:  We did it, Molly!  It worked!

MOLLY: (on the speaker)   WOW!!  I can't believe my eyeballs!

DAISY: (on the speaker)  We told y'all it would, sugar!

FLASH: (on the speaker)  Yep, y'all should start believin in us!

MOLLY (on the speaker)  you two bloodhounds stop your yappin and help me
power down this crazy machine of yours!

PERSIA:  Molly, be nice, after all, those two bloodhounds just saved us
almost three solar days of travel time!

MOLLY (on the speaker)  As you wish, ma'am

PERSIA:  Jake, bring the ship to a full stop.    They'll be a meeting of
all senior and science staff in tem minutes on deck four.  Bruno, you have
the com.

In a matter of minutes, Persia enters a conference room on the fourth
deck.  It has one long table and a dozen chairs in it.  Alexander, Boomer,
Saundra, Molly, Grunt, Daisy, Flash, Francis and Marie all enter and are
seated.

PERSIA:  I want a full report, what is that large round object floating in
space in front of us.

WHITEY:  The object is approximately two kilometers in radius.  Bruno
recorded the object's signals to interpret, but we have not been
successful in decoding it.  From all our computer scans, we think that
this is some sort of probe sent to gather information and relay that data
back to it's place of origin.  From the looks of the small lights flashing
on the object's surface, it appears to be damaged.

PERSIA:  Damaged?  How?

FRANCIS:  It looks like it was hit by some sort of meteor or perhaps a
small comet, notice the slight indentation on the lower part of the
structure.....

DAISY: (interrupting) and y'all there's a bunch of rock dust floating
around the thing, too!

PERSIA:  Whitey, could this strange signal be some sort of automated
distress call?

WHITEY:  A definate possibility, Captain!

GRUNT:  Grrrrrrrrrrrr  Growl!!  Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

PERSIA:  I agree, Grunt, the object doesn't appear to be a weapon

BRUNO (on the speaker)  Captain!   You better come up here and take a look
at this!

PERSIA:  On our way!

When Persia, Boomer, Saundra, Alexander and the others enter the bridge,
they all see a startling site!

ALEXANDER:   Persia, it appears that that 'distress call' has been
answered!

GRUNT: Grrrrrrrrrrrrr   Growl!!!!   Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

WHITEY: It appears to be a spacecraft, it's almost four times larger than
the Canius Minor!

JAKE:   Our sensors say that it's powering up it's weapons!

PERSIA:  Battle stations!   All hands, Red Alert!

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