...Unknown location...9:22 AM...
My scenery is white.
"Am I dead?" I ask.
"No," Came Q's voice. "Not yet."
"Q!" I shout. "What did you do?"
"I did nothing," Q said, as I saw his figure come into being. "I just happen to be around."
I narrow my eyes towards Q.
"What....happened?" I ask.
"The truck was hit by a post carrier truck," Q said. "Spun out of control, flipped over, and hit a tree."
"So I am dead," I said.
"Your body is empty but your soul remains," Q said.
"So...I'll never get to see the advancements in this history," I said, sadly.
"Not if I can help it," Q said.
"What?" I ask.
"I have an offer," Q said.
I narrow my eyes towards Q.
"Q," I said. "No more offers."
"I recently made a promise to a Lady Q of mine," Q said, softly
"Oh, the Q that resembles Alexander's mother!" I said, in realization.
"Yes,that one," Q said.
"They are portrayed by the same actor," I said.
"She wants there to be a Klingon Q," Q said. "And I decided you would make the best candidate for that."
"In this universe?" I ask.
"Yes," Q said. "Unlimited power comes with great responsibly and I am sure you can handle it..irresponsibly."
"You don't wanna chicken out this promise!" I said. "What about my grandparent?"
"Dead," Q said, grimly.
I feel relieved.
She gets to be with her adoptive parents.
"And the driver?" I ask.
"Oh so distracted they were looking down to their phone," Q said. "They will stand trial and pay for the funeral."
I clear my throat.
"The offer," I said.
"You get to experience this world's version of Star Trek," Q said. "And I know you'll have fun bothering Klingons on Kronos until the time comes."
"Three hundred years bothering Klingons?" I said. "I would get bored."
"I bet not," Q said. "Q's can time travel."
"I am scared," I said. "And I accept the offer."
Q takes my hand.
"You won't be scared by the time I am done teaching you," Q said.
I look up.
"You teaching a speedy person?" I ask. "You still have Junior Q."
"That's what will make this quicker," Q said.
We walk into the light.
Now let's span three hundred some years into the future. I walk through the doors to the very well 2009 Star Trek movie Enterprise. I had a datapad in my hand walking through the clear magnificent hall that is a corridor in a sense. The Enterprise is heading to somewhere, some where unknown and very vast. I came to this life aboard the Enterprise under the false name Mysterious Q aka 'Amy Inquisitor'.
"Hey, Amy," Came a voice I hadn't heard in along time.
Well, to me it is.
I turn around to see a very vastly different Data with a uniform.
Different as in; a good kind of different.
It is a Trekkie's dream come true to see their generation up to date.
"Yes?" I said.
"Why do you call yourself ' Inquisitor'?" Data asks. "I have been doing a research on last names."
"Because U will always be behind me," I said. "I am a Klingon Q."
Data is puzzled.
"I don't understand that last part, but is that a joke?" Data asks.
"Yes, a joke," I said.
Data does his best laugh.
"That is nice," Data said. "But why, though?"
"Because I am always searching for something new," I said.
Truth to be told, I always did on Kronos which earned me a security guard detail job.
"Hm," Data said, looking down towards the blue transparent datapad. "Interesting. Thank you."
Data walks right past me as I smile.
"No," I mutter to myself. "Thank you."
I have gone the distance, where no Trekkie has gone before.