Joseph Orlando
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Chapter 61 - The Organian interference in the Federation/Klingon War
🕑 Added 2025-05-12 21:00:07 +0000 UTCThe Organians are pretty mysterious bastards, aren't they?
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While I was in semi-regular contact with Q, I had no freaking clue the Organians had overheard my little joke—nor did I get the sense Q was making it up wholesale. Embellishing, yes, colorful commentary, you betcha, outright lying, no, not likely. That just wasn’t his style. If the truth would sow just as much chaos as a lie, he’d take the honest route every time. Supposedly, that was his cosmic purpose: stirring the pot to keep the universe “healthy and strong.”
Assuming the Organians actually had sent a message, I was almost certain Q had sprinkled in some personal flair. The Organians I'd seen in TOS and Enterprise were cold, serious, and so detached from humanoid emotion that the idea of them wishing me luck with “my mortal endeavors” felt... off. That had Q’s smug fingerprints all over it.
Still, the bigger question gnawed at me: Did my role as Q’s so-called “champion of chaos” now mean I was officially on the radar of other god-tier entities? Were beings like the Organians—and the Prophets, who already watched me—really tuning in every time I opened my damn mouth?
If so… Lord help me. And Lord help the galaxy.
I might need to start watching what I said in the bedroom, too—just in case the Organians enjoy eavesdropping on post nut pillow talk.
And honestly, I could almost understand Pressman’s paranoia. After all, no one had heard a peep from the Organians in over a century. The last time they’d revealed themselves, it was to unilaterally end the Federation-Klingon War in 2267, freezing entire fleets in place with a snap of their omnipotent fingers. That war concluded with the Treaty of Organia—an agreement upheld not by diplomacy, but by divine fiat. It wasn’t until the Khitomer Accords in 2293 that either side felt like they were back in charge of their own damn relations with the other.
Since then? Radio silence. No manifestations. No glowing energy beings descending from on high. Not a single trace of their presence anywhere in the quadrant. Even their homeworld had kind of disappeared, or been made inaccessible to us lowly mortals.
And yet here they were—kind of—making a whimsical cameo at my weapons test? What the serious fuck.
I was a kid of the '80s. The Original Series was never my thing, but even I knew about the Organians. I’d seen the old episode where they ended the war like cosmic hall monitors. It always baffled me. Why interfere just once, deliver a heavy-handed lecture on peace, and then disappear for a hundred years? They even claimed they'd “seen the future” and knew the Federation and Klingons would one day be allies.
But then… where the hell were they during the Dominion War, when billions died across the galaxy? They didn’t lift a finger—not a whisper, not a sign. Granted, the Prophets did make an entire Dominion fleet vanish into the Celestial ether, so maybe the Organians figured their peers had it handled?
Or maybe the Prophets told them to back off—this was their war, their ancient feud with the Pah Wraiths bleeding into our reality. Who knows how these godlike beings coordinate… or if they even needed to?
The only explanation that made any sense at all was some kind of temporal interference—meddling from the future during the Temporal Cold War, perhaps by other high-level entities and they were nudging history back onto the rails, course-correcting a future only they could see and us mortals couldn’t prevent on our own. Because we sure as hell weren’t getting it right on our own.
And when gods are involved, “cosmic course correction” is probably the most comforting and understandable explanation you're going to get.
