Copyright 2000 --Robert Baer Jr. The Space Rovers -- "Mutiny in Space -- Part 1" DISCLAIMER Road Rovers characters, names, situations and the Road Rovers universe are the property of Warner Bros. I, nor this script/story are connected with Warner Bros. in any way, shape or form. This document may not be publicized or reproduced in any way, shape or form. It must remain fully intact and may not be altered in anyway. It is strictly used for not-for-profit entertainment purposes only, and is not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. This story is written by Robert Baer Jr and the characters Fydo, Boomer, Rasputin, Saundra, Alexander, Grunt, Daisy, Abdullah, Bob, Cactus Jake, Marie, Francis, Calypso, Sheena, Bruno, Molly, Deborah, Orchid, Dot, Luigi, Sophia, Lao Zi, Su Li, Claudia, Sno-wie, Numbia, Derby and Poncho are all Robert Baer Jr's creations, copyright pending, 1999 - 2000, Cobber is a creation of Mike Browner. The Space Rovers -- "Mutiny in Space -- Part 1" The scene is the bridge of the Canius Minor at midnight. The 'night duty' officers are manning the duty stations as Captain Persia and the other line officers sleep. In the 'Captain's chair' is Cactus Jake, Shamansta and Luigi are at the helm and navigation stations. Lao Zi is at the science station, Sno-wie is at the communications station with Poncho at the weapons station. As is most 'night shifts,' not much is happaning at the moment. The crew has been on a charting mission in the Arula region of space for the past five days, boredom is starting to set in. CACTUS JAKE (yawns): Boy Howdy! Here it is, my first nightshift command duty and it's about as excitin' as watching grass grow! (turns to Lao Zi): Current status... LAO ZI (looks at monitor): All shipwide systems functioning within normal parameters.... and you just asked me that same question five minutes ago, Leiutenant. CACTUS JAKE (smiles): Oh yeah, that's right! (turns to Shamansta): Current heading? SHAMANSTA (looks at monitor): We are moving due west at one-quarter impulse power, sir. LUIGI (looks back at Jake): Momma Mei! You aska us that question ten minutes ago! CACTUS JAKE (nods): You're right, Luigi, don't let your spaghetti boil over there, buddy! LUIGI (sadly): I'ma sorry, Leiutenant... CACTUS JAKE (yawns, picks up guitar): Tell ya what! How about I sing a few tunes while we're all sitting around doin' nothing! What do ya say? SHAMANSTA (happy): Yes!!! LUIGI (happy): Thatsa good idea! LAO ZI (shakes head): That would be totally inappropriate behavior for someone in a position of command, Leiutenant. PONCHO (smiles): Si, senor! I sure want to hear you sing, Cactus! SNO-WIE (nods): Beats sitting here twiddling our thumbs! LAO ZI (angry): If you persist, Leiutenant, I will write you up in my duty report, sir! CACTUS JAKE (tunes guitar): Jist make sure you spell my name right, OK? As Cactus Jake starts to play, the elevator door opens and out walks Persia. LAO ZI (stands up): Captain on deck! CACTUS JAKE (startled): CAPTAIN?? (quickly puts away guitar and stands up) Er.... Captain Persia, ma'am...... PERSIA (smiles): At ease, everyone. (hands Luigi a piece of paper): Luigi, set a course with these coordinates, best possible speed! LUIGI (pushing buttons): As you wish, Captain! PERSIA (puts hand on Shamansta's shoulder): When the course is laid in, Cadet, engage at maximum warp! SHAMANSTA (nods): Aye Aye, Captain! PERSIA (turns to Jake): Lt Jake, you have the comm. Maintain this course heading, that's an order! CACTUS JAKE (nods): Yes Captain, but may I ask where we are going? PERSIA (smiles): I have top secret orders from the Master, that's all I can tell you at this point. Carry out my orders, Lt. Jake! CACTUS JAKE (nods): Aye aye, Captain! As Persia enters the elevator, Cactus Jake and the others carry out their orders. Time passes, eight hours later the elevator opens and Grunt, Persia, Alexander, Boomer, Saundra, Whitey, Bob and Bruno walk in to relieve their night duty counterparts. LAO ZI (stands up): Captain on deck! PERSIA (smiles): At ease, everyone. (walks towards Cactus Jake): I'll take over now, thank you, Leiutenant! CACTUS JAKE (nods): My pleasure, ma'am....er......Captain! PERSIA (grins): Ma'am will do, Cactus! (turns to Boomer): What's are current course and speed? BOOMER (looks at monitor): We're traveling due southeast at Warp 9.2 PERSIA (shocked): WHAT??? (turns to Jake): Lt Jake, explain! CACTUS JAKE (confused): Captain? PERSIA (sternly): We are currently on a star charting mission, why is my ship heading in a different direction at Warp 9? CACTUS JAKE (bewildered): Ma'am, this is the course and speed you gave us last night! PERSIA (shocked): ME???? That's impossible! I was fast asleep before midnight! CACTUS JAKE (shakes head): Captain, you were standing right there and gave us the order at midnight last night! PERSIA (angry): Lt Jake, this is not funny. If this is some sort of twisted practical joke..... SHAMANSTA (stands up): It's no joke, Captain! I saw you also! LUIGI (stands up): I sawa you also, you even gavea me this piece of paper witha the course on it! Persia takes the piece of paper from Luigi and studies it. PERSIA (shakes head): This isn't my handwriting, Cadet. Something strange is going on here. I've just read all of your minds, and all of you are telling me the truth. Until we get to the bottom of this, I want this ship brought to a full stop! Boomer, Saundra, stop the ship. SAUNDRA (pushing buttons): Captain, my controls are not responding! BOOMER (pushing buttons): The helm controls are locked! ALEXANDER (concerned): Captain, I don't like this one bit! PERSIA (turns to Whitey): Whitey, what's going on? WHITEY (looks at monitor): It would appear that all bridge and engineering functions have been re-routed to the auxillary control room! GRUNT (angry): GRRRRRRRRRRRRR! GROWL!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! CACTUS JAKE (nods): Right buddy! Let's get'm! WHITEY (looking at monitor): Whoever has taken control of this vessel knows it well. There are multiple force fields surrounding the auxillary control room. I am unable to scan to discover who or what is in that room at present. ALEXANDER (sternly): I hate to point this out, Captain, but perhaps there's mutany afoot here. I suggest we scan the remainder of the ship for the rest of our crew. Those who we can't find must be hiding behind that force field in the auxilary control room! PERSIA (nods): Great idea, old man! Do it, Whitey! WHITEY (looking at monitor): Shipwide scan complete. The only crew member unaccounted for at this time is Ensgin Numbia! PONCHO (shocked): No! NO! (runs up to Persia): Captain! Numbia couldn't be a traitor! My desert flower would NEVER hijack this ship! Please, you gotta believe me! WHITEY (sternly) At this time, Ensign Numbia is our only possible suspect and ... PONCHO (interrupting): NO!!! YOU'RE WRONG, SNOWBALL!!!! (turns to Persia): Captain, Numbia is totally loyal to the Space Rovers! WHITEY (coldly): Ensign Poncho, you are allowing your love for Numbia to cloud your judgment and reasoning abilities.... It seems logical to assume that Numbia morphed her form to appear as the Captain to .... PONCHO (growls): YOU'RE WRONG!!! You take that back or I'll bite you! PERSIA (angry): That will do, Ensign! We don't know for certain that Numbia is in the auxillary control room, and there's only one way to find out! WHITEY (shakes head): Our matter transporter cannot penetrate the mulitple force fields! PERSIA (turns to Bob): Lt Commander Bob, your teleportation powers can get us inside! BOB (nods): That's right, Captain! PERSIA (nods): Good! I want Grunt and Alexander to come with us ..... PONCHO (pleading): I want to come also! PLEASE???? PERSIA (confused): You, Poncho? Why? PONCHO (sadly): I have to see this with my own eyes, and if we do find my lover there, maybe I can talk her out of this! PERSIA (nods): Ok, you're in! (turns to Bob): Ok Bob, we're ready to teleport! Bob closes his eyes and concentrates. Soon, he, Persia, Alexander, Grunt and Poncho are glowing brightly, in a flash, they reappear inside of the auillary control room and find Numbia pushing buttons and watching monitors. PONCHO (shocked): Aye, corumba! I don't believe it! PERSIA (angry): Ensign Numbia, I demand an explanation! Numbia turns and sees the others in the room, she instantly morphs into a huge black bear and walks towards them. Grunt attempts to tackle her, but she picks him up and throws him across the room. Persia and Alexander pull out their laser pistols only to have the huge bear knock them out of their hands with her huge paws. She knocks Bob to the floor and grabs Poncho around the neck with one of her paws. PONCHO (crying): Senorita! It's ME! Your little burrito! Please stop this! I LOVE YOU!!! Poncho stares lovingly into the eyes of the huge black bear, who immediately puts him back on the floor and grabs her head with both paws, howling as if she were in pain. NUMBIA (moaning): NO...... I........WON'T................ PERSIA (sternly): Poncho, everyone, listen to me! This is NOT Numbia! Someone is controling her mind and body. (nods): And now I know who you are, Rowque! Release Numbia at once! ROWQUE (speaks through Numbia): So, you are telepathic, Captain Persia! Yes, I, Rowque, have taken over her mind and physical functions... PONCHO (points): Hey! Rowque! I've heard your voice before! It was on...... Alondra! PERSIA (shocked): So, are you one of the beings from Alondra that some of my crew encountered before? ROWQUE (through Numbia): You speak the truth, Captain Persia. We need your assistance, the Orb of Power has been stolen! It must be recovered and returned at all costs! ALEXANDER (confused): Alondra? Orb of Power? Rowque? What the devil's going on here? PERSIA (sternly): I'll explain later, old man. The Orb of Power, you mean the special source of power that your race has been guarding for eons? ROWQUE (through Numbia, nods): Precisely! Without it's power, our race will die in a matter of days. It's the Orb of Power that keeps us all young and strong! PERSIA (thinking): I see! So this is the same Orb that has given Numbia her morphing abilities. ROWQUE (through Numbia): It has done more than that, the one you call Numbia was chosen by the Orb to be the Orb's protector! She has the responsibility for keeping the Orb safe with us! PERSIA (sternly): It was not neccessary for you to hijack my ship to get us to help you. We are more than willing to assist you in recovering the Orb! Release my ship and my crew member, NOW! ROWQUE (through Numbia): I know you speak the truth.... very well...... it shall be done..... follow your current course and heading..... there you will find us........please.........hurry.................. The huge black bear falls to the floor in a heap, it instantly morphs back into Numbia, who is holding her head and is moving very slowly. PONCHO (runs and hugs Numbia): My desert flower! You've returned! NUMBIA (happy): Poncho! Captain, I must apologize for my recent actions..... PERSIA (sternly): It's alright Numbia, come this us to the bridge. You may be our only direct link to the Alondrans! Bob, return us to the bridge! Using his teleportation powers, Bob returns Persia, Alexander, Grunt, Poncho and Numbia to the bridge. WHITEY (looking at monitor): Captain, we are approaching a small planet, it has many life form readings on it. PERSIA (turns to Numbia): Is this where the Alondrans are hiding now? NUMBIA (nods): Yes, I can feel it! WHITEY (looking at monitor): Planetary scan reveals that the planet has recently been attacked by solar bombs. PERSIA (nods): So, they were attacked from space! WHITEY (looking at monitor): The planet has sustained heavy damage... PERSIA (angry): Whoever took the Orb wanted to leave no trail to follow. Tell Daisy and Flash to prepare the matter transporter! Grunt, Whitey, Cactus Jake, Bob, you're with me! NUMBIA (stands up): I must go with you! PERSIA (confused): You're not well, you better stay here .... NUMBIA (shakes head): They need me there, I can sense it! PONCHO (nods): I'll take care of her! PLEASE! PERSIA (nods): Very well, have Ensign Deborah meet us all at the matter transporter! Let's go! Within minutes, Persia, Grunt, Alexander, Deborah, Cactus Jake, Bob, Numbia and Poncho are transported to the planet's surface. There they find the small villiage in ruins and the small inhabitants of the villiage in hiding. WHITEY (looking at portable scanner): There are only seventy four life sign readings in this immediate area PERSIA: They're in hiding, I can sense their thoughts NUMBIA (points): Look! That's Rowque! Crawling out from behind a burnt tree is Rowque. He is a red humanoid of short stature. ROWQUE (happy): Thank you all for coming, and Captain, my most humble apologies for .... PERSIA (smiles): It's alright, Rowque, tell us what happened here ROWQUE (sadly): It started as another peaceful day, then all of a sudden, huge projectiles from the sky began falling all over the planet. These weapons destroyed our village, and disabled our invisibility shroud. Within minutes, many tall blue beings came to our villiage. Their leader saw that we were Alondrans, he stole the orb and his group captured many of our people. ALEXANDER (thinking): Blue beings.... PERSIA (angry): The Mataxians! They'd do something like this! PONCHO (growls): Let me at'm! ROWQUE (thinking): They kept calling their leader ... Comazar.... I believe that's the term! PERSIA (growls): So it was the Mataxians! ROWQUE (confused): Do you know these beings? ALEXANDER (growls): All too well, Rowque! GRUNT (very loudly): GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! ROWQUE (nods): I see! Please, Captain, find the Orb and my people before it's too late! PERSIA (smiles): We'll do our best, Rowque! Is there anything we can do to help before we leave orbit? ROWQUE (points at Whitey): You! Commander Whitey, we need you to use your matter shaping powers to repair our space vessel and our shroud beacons. WHITEY (shakes head): Sir, I must be able to visualize them clearing in my mind for my matter reconfiguration abilities to work properly ROWQUE (sternly): That's why I need to temporarily take over your mind and body, as I did with Numbia earlier... WHITEY (turns to Persia): Captain? PERSIA (nods): Allow it, Whitey! I sense Rowque is both sincere and honest in his request. Rowque uses Whitey to repair the Alondran space ship and other equipment. When he releases Whitey from his mind control, Persia walks over to him. PERSIA (smiles): Well done, Commander! WHITEY (nods): I must admit, it was a very unique experience PERSIA (sternly): Ok, time to leave... ROWQUE (interrupts): There is one last thing before you depart, Captain. (points to Numbia): Numbia, please come closer to me. Both Numbia and Poncho walk over beside of Rowque. ROWQUE (smiles): Numbia, the Orb of Power has chosen one other protector to assist you in your task. The Orb has chosen the only being to ever exist inside of it (points to Poncho): You! Poncho! PONCHO (shocked): Me, senor? ROWQUE (nods): Yes Poncho. Now, take Numbia's hand and close your eyes. Poncho reaches for Numbia's hand and closes his eyes, soon an orange flash of light strikes him and knocks him down to the ground. BOB (scared): PONCHO!!! ROWQUE (shouts out): Fear not, my friends! Poncho will soon recover. When he awakens, he'll be more powerful than he ever dreamed of being. (turns to Persia): Please depart now, Captain, and as you earth beings say, Good Luck! PERSIA (nods): Thank you, Rowque! (on wrist communicator): Daisy, return us to the ship. In a matter of minutes, Persia and the others return to the bridge. PERSIA (sternly): We need ideas people, how do we track down the Mataxians? WHITEY (grimly): That will be no easy task, Captain. They have invisibility technology, force fields and other devices... PERSIA (sternly): But we MUST find them! An entire race of beings is at stake, even the entire universe could be in danger if we don't recover the Orb of Power! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- to be continued.............