The room is icky, dark, and entirely ugly. The dark bricks reflected the room had no soul. There is a square hole with bars blocking escape of any sorts. There is no light fixtures in this type of building. There is a door made of bars that gives a 'dark glimmer of despair' as a inmate would put it. A word smith, to be really exact.
In a white light appeared a man laid on his side.
Oh, that is where I come in.
The man stirred awake, groaning, rubbing the side of his bald head.
"Where am I?" The man asked.
"Hello, Jean Luc," I said, earning the man's attention. "Welcome to Q prison."
The man, more so known as Jean Luc Picard, looked up at me with shock and confusion in his eyes.
"Who are you?" Jean Luc asked.
I sighed.
"You followed my instructions, to the letter," I said. "But not completely." I slightly waved my hand over my knee. "I will get to my name...But not right now."
"You remind me of someone..." Jean Luc said, rubbing his chin. "But I can't pinpoint who."
I groan, rubbing my forehead.
"Of course I do," I said, taking my hand off my forehead.
The man looked intrigued yet scared.
"Do I know you?" Jean Luc asked.
I sighed, turning my attention up towards the ceiling feeling annoyed.
"Technically you still do," I said, turning my attention back toward him. "You are so stubborn to forget what is not good for you."
Jean Luc is confused, innocently.
"What have I forgotten?" Jean Luc asked.
"Tried to forget is a better term," I said. "I am Q."
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Search for Q
FanfictionThis is a story that is basically a different version of 'Search for Spock' with the crew of the NCC-1701-D. Started: 8.29.2015 Completed: 8.30.2015 at 10:43 AM. Sequel to 'Mon capitaine,mon capitaine'.
