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    Star Trek - TOS - The Tears Of The Singers

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      with reaction. "Hell, I don't know so somebody's got to take over for me."

      "You were in a telepathic link?" Spock asked.

      "No, I was asleep with my eyes open." Exhaustion had made him snappish. "Of

      course I was in a telepathic link.-

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      Spock ignored the human's ill humor, and dropped down to kneel before the

      leader cub. He cautiously reached out for the creature's small, round

      skull, but the Thygetian displayed no fear. In fact it thrust its head

      eagerly into Spock's hands.

      "Wait," Kali said, before he could begin the meld. "Show them Kor, and if

      it's possible have them return him to the bridge of the flagship. That will

      take care of this mutiny."

      There was a burst of approving laughter from the humans. "Lady, I'm sure

      glad you're on our side," McCoy said with a laugh. "Because you sure are a

      devious little thing."

      Spock got that faraway look that signaled his drop into the mind trance,

      but he was once again disturbed.

      "Wait." This time it was Mashn. "It's going to take more than the mind

      meld. You'll need the music too. I'll play for YOU- 11

      "Very well. Now, may we please get on with it?"

      Maslin began to play. Spock sat in hunched concentration, singing in a

      pleasant baritone. It was a strange sight, the tall, slender Vulcan locked

      in close communication with a small, furry white creature with wise blue

      eyes. The creature suddenly trilled with excitement, and Spock released him

      and sat down in the sand. There was a moment of silence, and then everyone,

      even the most mind blind of the humans, was shaken by a powerful psychic

      call that went echoing through the corridors of their minds.

      "What in the hell was that!" McCoy gasped while he clutched at his ringing

      head.'

      "Shing-4hat is his name--Shing," Spock. explained, "has called for the

      leader of his people. It seems that the uses of the song are dictated by

      law and tradition, andour request does not fit within any of the

      guidelines. The cubs must therefore receive permission before they can help

      us."

      Maslin had once more sunk back against Uhura's supporting body. His Ups

      were almost blue, and his skin an unnatural white. She held him close, and

      looked up at Kali. "I've got to get him to-21

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      "Look," Kah interrupted, pointing toward the cliff face. Everyone followed

      the direction of her point, and there coming slowly down the cliff was an

      adult. Its silver coat shone like precious metal against the clear crystal

      of the rocks. In spite of its bulk it moved with curious grace, and

      everyone stood frozen as if in the presence of some great and powerful

      mystery. The cubs gave a cry of greeting, and flopped to meet the

      descending adult. The Thygetian paused, and caressed their heads with a

      rough black tongue before continuing on to the waiting humans.

      "Mr. Maslin," Spock said, his eyes on the advancing Thygetian. "I will need

      you once again."

      "Right." Maslin pushed upright, and laid his hands on the keyboard. There

      was a palsied shaking in his hands, and those who watched felt certain that

      he wouldn't be able to play. He seemed to draw strength from the keys,

      however, and the trembling subsided.

      The adult, accompanied by a bevy of gamboling cubs, reached the humans, and

      regarded them out of deep blue eyes. Few of the humans could long endure

      that look. They quickly flinched and dropped their eyes, frightened by this

      one glance into eternity. Only Maslin stared with fascination into those

      fathomless wells of blue, and his laboured breathing began to ease.

      Spock cautiously approached the Thygetian and, when he was in position,

      nodded to Maslin. He was preparing to speak, but before he could do so he

      was gripped by the most powerful mind he had ever encountered.

      "Who are you that you cause the younglings to disturb the sanctity of the

      Great Song?"

      "We are travelers who have come to save you from a great danger. 11

      The matriarch seemed amused. "We are in no danger. The Great Song protects

      all. And I believe it is you who have asked for help. "

      "That is true. Our companions have been lost in a great rip

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      in time and space. -We need your help to return them to our space. P

      "It cannot be done. Nothing must interfere with the song that protects the

      world. "

      "But the cubs have already said they would help us, " Spock argued. "It

      requires only your permission."

      The elder looked inquiringly at the cubs, and there was a burst of agitated

      singing from Shing. It was a rapid fire of song and thought, far too fast

      for Spock to follow. After several moments of listening to impassioned

      pleading from the cub, the older Taygetian sighed, a very human reaction.

      "Very well, we will allow the young ones to help. You freed us from the

      hunters who were disturbing our peace. A favor for a favor, " she said.

      "But once your ship has been returned you must leave. You are a distracting

      presence on our world. "

      "But. . . " Spock began.

      "The discussion is at an end." She turned, and made her slow way back to

      the cliffs.

      "Well?" McCoy demanded. "Will they help?"

      'qbey have been given permission to aid us, but the matriarch has ordered

      us to leave as soon as the Enterprise is returned."

      "Well hey," Ragsdale said. "It's a tough break for the Ikygetians, but we

      can't force them to accept our help. I say that as soon as the Enterprise

      is back we haul our

      aboard, and get the hell out of here."

      "Aren't we being a little premature?" McCoy said. "We don't even know if

      the Thygetians can return the ship. Ali we've seen are fancy tricks with

      fish and trees and such. That phenomenon is a whole 'nother ball game."

      "An excellent point, Doctor."

      Maslin lost interest in the conversation flowing about him. He felt

      horribly sick and weak, and all he wanted was the safety and comfort of the

      Enterprise sick bay. He looked down to where Shing was once more propped

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      the bench. He bent and rested his head on the cub's head, and was once more

      in rapport. It hurt less this time.

      "Well, little one. All is well? You can help us?"

      "Yes, Song Singer, all is well. And now we begin our song.

      He slipped from Maslin's grasp and joined his companions, who sat in a

      tight circle about the humans. There was a tingling in the air as if great

      powers were being summoned into existence. Then the cubs lifted their heads

      and poured out their song. All those who heard the song-the few surviving

      Klingons huddled in their camp, and the Enterprise landing party-all bent

      under the assault to mind and body. People clutched at their heads and

      staggered about trying to find someplace t;o escape from the onslaught of

      sound. Only Maslin stayed erect. He seemed transported, his face alight

      with an almost worshipful joy. His hands flew across the keys accompanying

      the Singers in their mome
    ntous effort.

      Deep in space the veils of alternate time and space that had separated the

      Enterprise from her own place parted. The-ship was seized in a powerful

      force, and sent spinning from the heart of the vortex to come to rest once

      more in orbit around 1hygeta.

      The screams which had been halted in a hundred throats at the moment of

      penetration burst out, and the intercom echoed with their cries. Kirk

      staggered from his chair, and stared in wonder at the blue green water

      world floating serenely in the center of the screen. From behind him came

      a rush of air like the wind off the sea, and Kor vanished. The captain

      staggered up the steps, and reached out as if to snatch back the vanished

      commander.

      "Captain!" He whirled at Chekov's anguished cry, and stared in bitterness

      and defeat at the three Klingon cruisers who had joined them in orbit about

      the planet.

      He almost fell into his chair, shouting orders as he went. It wasn't fair,

      he thought with a tinge of regret, that they had to go through it all over

      again after just being given a second chance.

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      Karsul - blearily shook his head, and commanded his eyes to focus and his

      brain to work. He was still shaken by that journey into otherwhere, that

      place where nothing made sense, and life itself seemed like a futile dream

      from some distant and unreal -world. There were frightened mutterings from

      his bridge crew as everyone tried to cope with the suddenness of their

      return to their own universe.

      Karsul stared at the main screen, and the hot,light of battle once more

      glowed in his eyes, for the Enterprise lay helpless and foundering in the

      center of the screen. The young officer leaned forward, excitedly g'n*pping

      the arms of the command chair.

      "We have them now! They are practically dead in space. Obviously the

      Earthers do not recover as quickly from a shock as we Klingons," he said

      with smug complacency, addressing the bridge crew in general. "Khant, ready

      phasers.

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      Fire on -my command." But the weapons officer made no move. Instead he

      stared with a white, sick expression past Karsul's right shoulder. "For the

      god's sakesl" Karsul exploded, starting out of the chair. "What's wrong with

      you, man? I gave you an order-now carry it out!"

      "I think he's realized that your orders no longer have any validity aboard

      this ship," came an ironic and terrifyingly familiar voice from behind him.

      Karsul whirled, and leaned back, panting, against the navigation and

      weapons console. "You!" he hissed, his lips drawing back in a feral snarl.

      But there was fear in his black eyes as he stared mesmerized down the

      barrel of the disruptor that Kor held leveled at his chest. "How can you be

      here?" Karsul babbled. "You were on the Enterprise. There is no way you

      could have transported here ......

      "Karsul," Kor said with almost gentle pity in his deep voice. "You should

      always demand to see the body of a commander you seek to replace. Otherwise

      you might never know when he'll come back from the grave to haunt you. You

      never were very thorough, though," he concluded thoughtfully, and squeezed

      the trigger. Karsul collapsed in a heap at the base of the chair, his

      uniform smoking from the force of the disruptor blast.

      "Take him away, and see the body jettisoned," Kor ordered, indicating the

      corpse with the barrel of his weapon. The remaining bridge crew stared at

      him in shock for several more seconds, then two men leaped to obey.

      "Anybody have any problems with my resuming command?" Kor asked sweetly

      while Karsul's body was dragged ignominiously into the elevator. "No?" he

      asked', raising one eyebrow. "Good, then we'll consider that settled. Where

      is Captain Kandi?" Kor asked, rounding on the communications officer. "Has

      he been killed or merely detained?"

      "Detained I believe, sir," the man answered with a quaver in his voice.

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      "See to it that he's released, and get the commander of that third ship on

      the line. Shibot, is it not?"

      "I believe so, sir."

      "Not too certain of anything, are you, Korax?,, Kor asked.

      "No, sir," Korax gulped.

      "That's probably the safest," Kor confided before he swung down into h is

      chair.

      Seconds later the screen flickered, and the heavy features of Captain

      Shibot stabilized on the screen. "Kor, my old friend," he cried jovially,

      after the initial shock of seeing the other commander wore off. "Good to

      see you."

      "Surprising too, no doubt."

      "Ah, well ... as to that . . .

      "Never mind," Kor said, cutting him off. His tone was suddenly harsh. "As

      you can see I have reasserted control over my ships, and since your

      services are no longer required, I suggest you get back to your scheduled

      route."

      "But the Enterprise. . . "

      "Will do very well as she is."

      "But-2'

      "Shibot, don't make me give you a taste of being outgunned three to one,"

      Kor said wearily. "We have more pressing problems than the presence of one

      Federation starship. So please, just get on your way."

      "This will have to be reported."

      "By all means report it, because at this point I truly don't give a dam

      about high command. I'll either return a hero because I've solved the

      mystery of the phenomenon or I'll die here making the attempt."

      "Ah, yes, I see. And either way my report won't make much difference."

      "An excellent bit of deductive reasoning, Shibot."

      The other captain fidgeted momentarily, then looked up with a smile. "I

      think the log can be suitably altered."

      "Good."

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      "Oh yes, my congratulations on your marriage," Shibot said as he signed

      off.

      111bank you," Kor muttered quietly at the now-empty screen, and he felt his

      chest constrict with fear as he contemplated Kali. The phenomenon be

      damned, he thought. ne first thing he was going to do was get back to

      Thygeta, and check on his wife. He wondered what he would do if he found

      her killed by the mutineers, and for one moment he wished he hadn't killed

      Karsul so cleanly. If anything had happened to Kali he would have liked to

      take it out of the other man's skin.

      lie ship-to-ship hail came whistling through the bridge, and Kandi's face

      appeared on the screen. He looked fired, and there were several bruises on

      his face, but overall he looked unharmed.

      "Everything back under control?" Kor asked.

      "Yes, sir. I wondered if you had any orders for us?"

      "Yes, when you've finished with your mutineers, hold on the edge of the

      phenomenon. We're running out of time, and I don't want to be surprised by

      anything."

      ,,Executions are already underway," Kandi said tonelessly. "But where will

      you be?'9

      "Joining the Enterprise in orbit around Thygeta. I want to check on the

      status of the landing party."

      "I hope everything is all right," the younger man said softly, an
    d Kor read

      the concern and affection in his friend's eyes-

      "Tbank you. I hope so too."

      Kor had barely settled back in his chair when the hailing frequency was

      opened again. This time it was Kirk.

      "I'd hoped I'd find you there," the captain of the Enterprise said without

      preamble. "But I'd sure like to know how it happened."

      ,,You are not alone in that. Frankly I have no idea, but when I- realized

      what had happened I seized the initiative."

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      "What did you say to that other ship? They lit out of here like a gargoola

      with its taff feathers on fire."

      "I just pointed out to them the decided drawbacks and disadvantages of

      being outgunned three to one."

      64 He should have called me. I'd have given him a testimonial " Kirk

      muttered ruefully.

      "I am bound for Thygeta, and you?"

      "The same. I'll see you down there."

      "My landng party remains mute. Have you heard from yours?" Kor forced

      himself to ask. He hated to betray his an3dety in front of the human, but

      his concern for Kali was too great to remain impassive.

      "There seems to be some strong interference which my communications officer

      has been unable to break through. We'll just have to hang on and hope."

      Kor grunted in response, and they broke connection. It would take only

      minutes to transport to the surface of Thygeta. Then they would know the

      worst.

      I'Stopl Tell them to stop!" Spock shouted over the massive chorus that rose

      and fell around them. "If anything were going to happen it would have

      happened by now, and their song is interfering with my communicator. I

      cannot ascertain if the Enterprise has returned or not with all this

      racket."

      "Mind ff I'm a little more tactful," Maslin yelled back. "After they've

      busted their asses for us it wouldn't do to call their music a 'racket."'

      'Do as you see fit, Mr. Maslin, but get them to stop."

      'I'm tired," Guy said to Uhura. "Can you sing it for me while I play?"

      660f course," she replied from where she sat next to him on the bench. Guy

      kicked up the amplification on the synthesizer, and Uhura sang loudly into

      a microphone. One by one the cubs faltered and subsided as Uhura's voice

     


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