From rob4654@webtv.net Wed Mar 17 22:54:32 1999
So Who Mourned?
by Rob Morris
Premise : Its 'Who Mourns For Adonais?', but this time, one of Apollo's
relatives joins the fun....
James T. Kirk stood his ground.
"We no longer have need of so-called gods. Those of us that do find
the One more than sufficient."
To the being called Apollo, Kirk was engaging in hubris at best,
blasphemy at worst. Either way, he would be punished.
"Your ancestors kneeled before us and offered prayer, and sacrifices.
On occasion, though, they, too, needed to be reminded of the power of
The Gods Of Olympus! As I remind you now, Captain."
To Kirk's shock, lightning issued forth from the being's hand, too
quick for him to dodge. Whether it would have done him any harm was
quickly rendered moot, though.
Between Kirk and the lightning bolt appeared a man. He was tall,
muscular-looking, with hair that was somewhat long. He wore an
open-chested yellow tunic and pants that appeared to be made out of
cured animal skins. He teleported in just as the bolt struck. It merely
bounced off of his chest. Apollo was stunned to see the newcomer, who
then waved his finger in a shaming motion.
"C'mon, Apollo! Aren't you a little old for this nonsense?"
"Don't interfere, Brother! These mortals need to be taught respect."
The newcomer chuckled lightly.
"By who? A Posturing 3000 year old bully? You've never changed. Even
Ares has mellowed out--but not you, Apollo."
Kirk and company were alternately amused and terrified by this bizarre
family exchange. For the moment, they stood and listened, but Kirk felt
the newcomer was the one to root for, in all this.
"Zeus should never have raised you to full godhood, Hercules. Great was
his folly."
Apollo's voice switched from strident to petulant without missing a
beat.
"Because you never know how to have any fun!"
Apollo's fist smashed out, hitting one of his temple's columns,
smashing it. He looked up and heard a creaking sound. Kirk worked hard
to keep from laughing.
"Apollo?"
"Yes, Hercules?"
"That was a support column, wasn't it?"
"Yes, brother, I believe it was.Aagggh!!!"
Apollo was buried beneath his own temple, a really dumb look on his
face it came down. Kirk turned to Hercules.
"God or no god-That Had To Hurt."
"Maybe it'll teach him a lesson, though I kinda doubt it. Captain Kirk,
on behalf of almost my entire family, I apologize for the God Of
Lightheadedness. Some of us just never got over being worshipped. You
and your ship are free to go now, of course. Sorry about all this."
Kirk shook Hercules' hand, noting that the man must be able to use his
great strength with precision, despite his powerful handshake.
"No need to apologize. While not on a cosmic scale, for some of the
stuff my late Brother Sam pulled on me, I should have gotten a house
dumped on him."
"Iphicles and I were the same way, and I still miss him just as much
as you apparently miss Sam---I--hey!"
Standing behind Hercules was an admiring Lieutanant Carolyn Palamas,
who had just grabbed his rear. While she smiled dreamily, Kirk took note
to lecture ALL his younger officers on dealings with potent aliens like
Apollo. Hercules was embarrassed.
"Um, Lieutanant? I really wish you wouldn't do that."
"Sorry, Hercules. But I had to investigate your race just a bit more
closely. I hope you don't mind."
There wasn't a bit of remorse in her words.
"I--don't mind--so much, but the problem is...."
Down from the clouds came a gleaming, ornate metal ringlet, perfectly
circular, and perfectly balanced. It sharply bounced off of each and
every single thing it could, then seemed to hover in front of Lieutanant
Palamas. It traveled the entire length of her, somehow never actually
touching her body. As Chekov's jaw dropped, and he was seen by all to be
gasping for air, Carolyn realized her tunic had been completely
destroyed. As she made a mad dash for the hedges, she said one thing."
"I--have got to start wearing undergarments!"
Whatever his reputation, Kirk was less interested in Palamas' state of
dress than in the ringlet, which he now saw return to the clouds whence
it came.
"Hercules---that weapon?"
Hercules nodded.
"Its called a chakram. The wife---gets REALLY jealous."
Hercules saw Kirk still staring at the clouds, and reasoned quickly
what--or who he was smiling about.
"Captain Kirk?"
"Yes, Hercules?"
"I get jealous, too."
And so Kirk stopped staring.
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