Star Trek Vs Star Wars: Project Chimaera

Epilogue

Epilogue

In the depths of space, in a universe completely separate to that of both the Federation and Empire, an orphan planet drifted aimlessly as it lay there untouched for millenia. Long since cast out of it's home solar system by the gravitational pull of it's own star, the planet was now condemned to forever wander through the vastness of the universe, until it entered another system or came upon some other force. For now though, it continued to drift alone, covered in frozen water and other various liquids and metals.

At a point on it's surface, a blue box labeled 'Police Public Call Box' wheezed into existence out of thin air. The small lamp on the top flashed in perfect sync with the wheezes until the box solidified, and with a final thump announced it's presence on the planet.

The doors opened inwards to reveal a woman, clad in a grey coat and various other seemingly random pieces of clothing.

"Looks like the right place." she stated as she looked around. She stepped outside

"Are you sure this is the right place Doctor?" asked another woman as she came up behind her. "The last time you said that we ended up in the middle of a Sontaran invasion force."

"Oh trust me Yaz," Replied the Doctor, "this is the place."

"So hang on a second." asked Graham. "If we're on an orphan planet with no atmosphere, then how can we breathe?"

"The TARDIS is projecting a self-regenerating breathable atmosphere around itself. You should be fine so long as you don't walk too far away."

"Doc, are you sure he's coming?" asked Ryan. "You did say that he can be a bit unreliable sometimes."

"Trust me, he'll come after what we did to him. And how did you hear me say that?"

"He heard you say that because you don't know how loud you are when you mutter under your breath." Answered Q as he flashed into existence in front of them. "And next time, don't send me a message directly through my brain. It hurts."

"Well, we needed it to hurt given that I needed to talk to you immediately." replied the Doctor.

"Is that your new form? What happened to Mr 'I love fezzes'?"

"That doesn't matter right now. What does matter is why the hell would you bring two universes together like that?"

"What are you talking about? I didn't do that."

"Don't lie to me, you know you did it and you can't hide it forever."

"I swear on my immortal heart I did not bring my universe and their universe together."

"I'm sorry, but are you Q from Star Trek?" Asked Graham.

"Why yes, little mortal. It is I; Q the Magnificent."

"Q the Liar. Q the Misanthrope." Came back the Doctor. "Well then, if you didn't do it, then who did?"

"I don't know. One minute I was scouring the Galaxy, bored as per usual, the next an anomaly opens up leading to a completely separate universe."

"Well, why haven't you managed to cut it off yet? As the Omni-factor representative of your universe, you should have dealt with it by now."

"I'll tell you something ok? I've tried to shut down that anomaly ever since it was opened. But I haven't been able to. And when I ask the Whills to help me, they decline, stating that they want to 'see where this story goes'. By the way, who put them in charge of their universe?"

"I did. Well, not me specifically, but I think 5 knew what he was doing when he put them in charge."

"Well, in any case, I haven't been able to reason with them. They've got their heads wrapped around their special 'stories and arcs' to the point where they even ignored me."