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Data's Journey
By : K_nz
Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation
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Tala went looking for Spot. It was their shared birthday, and Data had helped Tala create a special supplement for Spot to have while she had her birthday cake. Her cake had eleven candles on it, but she thought fifteen candles on Spot’s food would be too much. She instead opted to create the numbers one and five using small trails of gravy.
Two years ago, Spot had stopped climbing her towers to the ledge. So they removed them and in their place gave her a plushy chair with a ramp leading up to the seat. They called it her throne, and on a daily basis Tala would pay homage, placing treats on the seat in front of Spot’s reposing figure. Tala thought she was very regal indeed.
At the moment, Spot was not on her throne. She wasn’t on Tala’s bed or in her parent’s room, so there was only one other place she could be. She went to her father’s work room to the structure in the corner.
Three years ago, Geordi’s bestowed gift had arrived. Tala used this new engineering interest to build a tiny holodeck for Spot with the help of Geordi and her father. Spot loved her holodeck – it was the next best thing to Ahmria for her. She would go in and be in an outdoor world, playing with animals and enjoying the sunlight and the breeze through her fur. She was in there now, and Tala opened the door and tapped on the bowl to get her attention. She came trotting out for her food.
“Happy birthday Spot,” Tala said and stroked her while she ate.

Data went to look for his daughter. They were going to meet Picard to go on an archaeological dig – one of Tala’s bestowed gifts. He asked the computer where she was, and she was in Holodeck 2. He found her there practicing on a drum set. He always found it interesting to watch her play. Normally, she was a very subdued child, constantly on her computer. But when she played drums, she beat them with wild abandon and a passion that belied her calm nature. This was another bestowed gift, from Riker. She would play jazz with him, Riker playing trombone and Thad playing bass.
Data watched her for a few minutes then said, “Tala, it is time to go.”
“Alright Dad,” she responded, and they left the holodeck, the program dissipating behind them.
Data, Neara, Tala, and Picard went down to the planet Nabas Notra where an ancient religious sect had built subterranean temples to a fire god. Neara said there was a lot of energy emanating from the caverns, so she wanted to see them. Everyone but Data had to wear oxygen masks, since the atmosphere was too thin to breathe.
They were walking along, Picard and Tala in front, Neara and Data bringing up the rear, when Tala asked her mother, “Would you float me Mom?”
“It is important to use your muscles Tala,” Neara replied.
“When I’m sixteen, I’m going to fly everywhere,” Tala imparted.
“Then your muscles will waste away and you will not be able to hold yourself up,” Neara noted.
“Why would it matter when I can fly?” Tala ascertained.
Neara looked at Data pointedly, wanting him to talk sense to their daughter. “Tala, it would not be logical for you to allow your muscles to atrophy,” Data observed. “I am certain you would find you wanted to use them for various activities. For one thing, you would not be able to play your drums as powerfully as you do now.”
Tala looked down thoughtfully, “Yeah, I guess you’re right Dad.”
Of all the gifts Tala had bestowed upon her, her love of archaeology seemed to be the strongest. She would spend hours with Picard looking over pieces and talking about ancient civilizations. Data was not surprised. Picard had a commanding personality, a leadership and strength that most likely translated to his bestowed gift, giving it extra intensity. If her keen interest continued into adulthood, Tala would most likely pursue this as her field of expertise. Data would be curious to find out.

Neara came home and before she even saw her, she knew Spot had gone to the After. She called Data home – Tala would need him there to comfort her.
Tala returned from Thad’s and Neara took her hand, “Tala, Spot has gone to the After.”
Tala saw Spot on her throne and ran over to her and knelt down by her. She petted her and cried into her fur. Neara and Data came over and knelt down beside her, stroking Tala’s back and hair.
“She had gone to sleep and died,” Neara elucidated. “She did not feel any pain.”
Neara had explained to Data there were basically three ways a light being left its body. One was through physical trauma to the body which stopped a vital process or processes from functioning, thereby cutting off the signal, or magnetic energy production, to the body. The other was through either an illness or age that slowly sapped this energy, then the signal would eventually fade away, releasing the light being. The final would be through the light being’s force of will. A being could decide to shut off the magnetic energy signal allowing it to leave the body. This is what she felt happened with Lal. The fear overwhelmed her, and because she could not deal with it, her force of will caused cascade failure, shutting off the signal, releasing her from her body. With Spot, Data assumed her signal most likely faded with age.
“Is there anything you can do Mom? Can you bring her back?” Tala pleaded, tears streaming down her face.
Neara stroked Tala’s hair, “No, I am unable to do that. Even if I could, I would not – it was Spot’s decision to leave. She must have felt it was time to depart this life and return to the After. We must respect her wishes.”
“Why would she want to leave me?” Tala wailed.
“She did not want to leave you Tala,” Data assured. “She was older than your shared birthday age since her actual birth date was nine months before yours. She was sixteen. This is the average age span for a cat and a natural time for her to die.”
“I know you have not experienced this, but you are half Ahmriana. As such, we must willingly release Spot’s light being to the After. We must say the words and intone the frequency to help move her dimensional energy there,” Neara explained.
Data had not experienced this either, although Neara had described the ritual. Neara’s relatives were all younger, her three grandparents having passed away within months of each other, the year before Neara came to find Data. Apparently it was common, if ka’sha were similar in age and at the end of their life, to pass within a year of each other. Perhaps they used their force of will to be with one another.
Neara began, “Spot Na Soonga, of the family Na Soonga, feline in form, being of light. You have brought much joy and love. Your existence in the Now changed the vibration of the universe. You have made it better by your presence. We thank you. We are grateful to you. You are beloved to us, and we send you on your way with this love. As you came from the Before, we release you to the After. We release you… we release you… we release you.” With each release, Neara brought her arms up and threw them into the air as if releasing a bird into the sky. Then she put her arms up and held them there, singing the universal sound ahm in a many-layered harmonic. Tala and Data put their arms up and joined in. The room started vibrating.
After a couple minutes, Neara stopped and put her arms down. Data and Tala did the same.
“We will take Spot’s body to Ahmria. We will cremate her there and she can imbue Ahmria with her essence,” Neara informed.
Data scooped Spot up and Tala petted her in his arms, wiping tears away with the back of her hand. Neara made a portal and they took Spot to Ahmria.
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Data's Journey	By : K_nz Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation Views: 1351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Data's Journey