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Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the Starship Enterprise.

Its five-year mission:
To explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilizations,

to boldly go
where no man has gone before.

Captain's Log, Stardate 1254.4.

For years scientists have theorized

that if our galaxy was created
from a great explosion,

then the center of the galaxy
might still be creating new matter.

The Enterprise is now
on a science mission to investigate.

It's an awesome thought that we may
actually witness matter being created.

If we do, Captain, we may also
encounter forces and phenomena

beyond our understanding.

Galaxy center, Captain.

- Lieutenant Uhura, sound Yellow Alert.
- Aye, sir. Yellow Alert.

All stations report
Yellow Alert readiness, sir.

Captain!

The creation point.

An extraordinary phenomenon, Captain.

Reverse power. Hold our position.
Deflector screens on.

Deflectors up.

Sir, it's taking considerable power
to hold position.

Charting scanners on, Captain.
Beginning science survey.

Jim. Spock.
What in the name of sanity is going on?

We're here, Bones.

And the theories about this place
seem to be right.

Captain, that thing's pulling us in.
I'm up to warp 6.

Scanners indicate it's some form
of matter-energy whirlwind, Captain.

Warp 7, Captain.

- Warp 8.
- Take us out of here, Mr. Sulu.

Still being drawn in, Captain.
Warp 9. Warp 10.

Emergency reverse power.

Captain, I don't know how much more
emergency power we can take

before we start to break up.

There may be only one choice.

We must hope this whirlwind
is like its atmospheric counterparts,

- that there is calm at its center.
- Agreed.

We'll try to make
for the eye of the storm.

Allow me.

Engineering, report.

Everything can be repaired, Captain.

An incredible experience, Captain.

I find this scientifically fascinating.

At least I have the good sense
to be scared, Jim. What now?

We'll ride her through, Bones.
What else can we do?

- Ride her through where?
- Through the center of things, Doctor.

Through what may be
the center of everything.

Where are we?

I'm afraid our navigational coordinates
mean very little here, Lieutenant.

My readings indicate
we are not in time and space

as we understand it.

Doctor, these readings
may interest you.

Captain, the subspace radio, it's dead.

Even the ship's chronometers
have stopped.

Captain, there's no reason for it,
but the engines are fading out.

Apparently, the natural laws
of our universe

don't operate here, Captain.

Ship's life support systems fading.

Jim, we need oxygen.

- Helmsman, emergency battery power.
- There is none, Captain.

All systems are dead.

Jim, we've got to do something.

Humans. Lovely primitive humans.

Can't you do anything right?

Please.

Of course, friend. Of course.

Rhadamanthus!

Everything is working, my friends.

It cannot. It is not logical.

Logic? Whose logic, my elfin friend?

Look around you, Spock.
Everything is working.

Welcome! I knew eventually
humans would come searching for me.

- Who are you?
- Call me Lucien! Call me friend!

Never could I abandon
those who come to rollick with me.

But not up here. No, no.

Let us leave this vessel
and go where true delights lie!

Bones, you all right?

Nothing wrong, Jim,
but a face full of dust.

But if I had a medical tricorder...

Jim, look at yourself.

- Lucien, do something.
- Very well, Captain.

I'd forgotten how much
bodily integrity means to you humans.

This isn't easy, you know,
holding us together like this.

It's not even natural.

Being in one piece is very natural
where we come from.

I find this all quite absorbing, Doctor.

Probably because you're not
very natural to begin with, Spock.

Look, Lucien,
or whatever you want to call yourself,

I want to know why you brought us here.

Children will play.

Is this better, my friends?

I've translated my world into symbols
your minds can understand.

Welcome, my friends, to Megas-Tu.

And just exactly what is Megas-Tu?

A world, Captain James Kirk,

that operates by rules quite different
from those in your universe.

Our universe operates
by what you superstitiously call magic.

I know this is just my imagination but...

It is real, Doctor.

Beautiful? No.

But all our women are as young
and beautiful as they want to be.

So as to ensnare the man
of her dreams, she needs an edge.

- A love philter?
- Never settle for anything less.

Do you need a room, a stable, a castle?

Stop in at your
friendly sorcerer-contractor.

- Let him do the work.
- Of course.

Our Federation scientists were
more correct than they realized.

In order to function,

the galactic creation point
must extend through space, time,

into another dimension

where the logic of things
is totally different.

It took magic
to get your vessel working again.

Magic you, my friends,
don't know how to work.

But then you never did know, did you?

Lucien, you keep calling us friends,

implying that you know us. How?

Oh, Captain, Captain,

to feign such ignorance to me.

Very well. Look.

Megas-Tu may seem to you
a chaotic world,

but its people are calm,
peaceful, contemplative,

each a specialist
in his own kind of magic.

There are no rivals
anywhere in our universe, Captain Kirk.

No other life forms at all.

Millennia ago,
in our search for companionship,

we Megans passed through the point
between dimensions,

and eventually, we found ourselves

on your world, Earth.

Wherever we went,
we became advisors to mankind.

To help your ancestors,

we drew on the power left behind
in our own universe

and made it work in your world.

But eventually, we had to leave.
I didn't want to, my friends.

How I fought!

I was the generalist
amid all the specialists.

The troublemaker, they said.

But I'd always loved the people of Earth.

Those were the days.

But now you've come to me,
and I'm so very glad.

But why did you Megans leave Earth?

If you enjoyed it so much,
I don't understand.

Captain, good Captain,
always so curious.

That must be why I've always liked
you Earthlings so much.

No. You must go.

What is it? What's wrong?

You must return to your vessel. Quickly!
Do not give your presence away.

- Captain.
- Captain Kirk, what...

- Everyone onboard is all right?
- Fine, Captain. But you?

Mr. Scott, I'm bewildered, that's all.
But that's enough.

What did he mean,
we're not to give ourselves away?

- Can't they detect the ship up here?
- No, unless they have scanners.

See. There.
It's like a cloud of some kind.

It's been between us and the planet
since you vanished.

If Lucien put it there...

If Lucien put it there, Captain,
the questions become,

"Why is he hiding us?"

And, "What is our danger
if discovered by the rest of his people?"

Weapons status, Mr. Scott?
We may have to protect ourselves.

No way, Captain.

Everything's out
but life support systems.

And I can't figure out how they're on.

I believe this is how the ancients used
to draw their mystic symbols, Captain.

Spock, do you honestly believe
that as long as we're in this universe,

we can work magic, too?

One uses the resources at hand,
Captain. Watch now.

I will attempt to move
a Vulcan chess piece magically.

May the energy of this universe
be the power in me.

- Forget it, Spock. It won't work.
- It must work, Doctor.

It is logical here.

Power of this universe, enter my being.

I know I can.

I believe I can.

Captain's Log, supplemental.

In this incredible universe,

it appears to be
a part of the natural laws

that belief is as potent a force
as energy and matter are in our own.

Good luck.

What are you doing?

Learning to protect ourselves, Lucien.

Protect yourselves?

Is that all human beings
ever think about?

I'll take care of you.
That's what friends are for.

All this mental energy you're using,
it can be traced.

You'll be found.

Have been found!

So, the people of Earth
would spread their evil to our home?

We are ready
for human perfidy this time.

This time,
it is the humans who shall suffer,

the humans, and you, Lucien,
who shall pay!

Keep calm.

It looks like ancient Earth, Spock.
16th or 17th century, I'd guess.

Approximately 1691, Captain.

Salem, Massachusetts, if I recall
your historical records correctly.

We are gathered here today,
good citizens, to see justice done.

You are the judges.

These are the defendants,

as representatives of the vilest species
in all the universe,

treacherous humanity,

and those who would aid them.

As a specialist in the ethics of magic,
I have been appointed prosecutor here.

Wait. If this is a trial, we have the right
to know what you think we've done.

Has this one not told you
how we visited your Earth?

Or what was done to us there?

Lucien has said only that you came
as wise men, helpful wizards.

Then hear this.

Know that once, upon your world,

I was known as Asmodeus,
he who sees all.

Gaze upon my countenance,
so that you too may see.

We came to your world as friends.

But wherever we went,
the story was invariably the same.

Some humans would attempt
to use us to gain power,

to serve their own greed and lust.

When we refused to serve them,
they turned against us

and taught other humans to fear us,
to hate.

They called us devils, warlocks,
evil sorcerers.

Those of us who survived

came to the town of Salem
in Massachusetts, as settlers,

and tried to live like other men.

But you made mistakes,
used your powers...

- And burned for it. Burned!
- As witches.

We massed together, outside the town,

immersed ourselves in Megan lore,

revived ourselves
enough to unite our minds

and reach into our own universe,

tap enough of its power to return
from your hellish Earth to Megas-Tu.

And loneliness and fear...

Should we not fear the Earthlings?

Should we not fear
the cruelty of outsiders?

Never again have we explored.

Never again
has companionship been sought.

Yet here you are.

And if one Earth ship can find us,
friend Kirk, then so can others.

That's what they fear.

We do not want to hurt you.

We have never had to hurt
anyone before.

If there were some reason not to...

Who will speak
in defense of the Earth humans?

I will, Asmodeus.

- I am not of Earth.
- Yes, you are different.

The court will hear a defense.

I call Lucien as my first witness.

Lucien, you alone of all those here

do not seem to fear or hate humans.

- Why?
- They are like me,

- Why?
- They are like me,

with questions to be answered,

with minds
that range outward, boundless.

But every Megan is always alone
in his sphere of knowledge.

Humans are always together.
They share.

That is why I adopted your ship
when I saw it arrive.

Thank you, Lucien.

Next witness, please.
Captain James T. Kirk.

Tell the court, please, Captain Kirk.

Would you say that since Salem,
humans have changed?

I think we've been trying to, Spock.

Humans have their faults,
greed, envy, panicky fear.

But in the centuries
since the Salem witch trials,

we have learned.

We try to understand
and respect all life forms.

Indeed, Captain. Could you elaborate?

The records of the Enterprise
are open for your inspection.

All the history of Earth
and the Federation is at your disposal.

Look at General Order #1,

"No starship may interfere
with the normal development

"of any alien life or society."

Compare that
with the Earth you once knew.

Enough! Here is your history.
Here are your records.

Citizens, you have heard,
you have read.

How do you vote?

According to your records,
your entry here was an accident

unlikely to be duplicated.

With that in mind,
plus all you have said,

it seems to us that Megas-Tu is safe.

But Lucien must be punished.

For his betrayal of his people,

he shall be confined in limbo
for all eternity,

to live with only himself.

No. To isolate someone like Lucien,

that's the same
as sentencing him to death.

Do you realize who you defend?

He has told you his name is Lucien.

Would you defend him still
if you knew he had another name, too?

The Rollicker. The Tempter. Lucifer.

We're not interested in legend.

He's a living being,
an intelligent life form.

That's all we have to know about him.
We will not join in harming him.

Submit, Captain.
You haven't the power to fight us.

Captain, use the magic
you know. Believe.

You cannot beat an entire planet,
Captain Kirk.

There is no way you can win.

I have to.

Or you'll become as bad
as the Earthmen you fear.

You're acting out of terror,
instead of out of thought

or respect.

You were prepared to die for Lucien,

a being who is alien to you?

As I was sure you would,
friend Kirk.

I told them their fears were groundless.

I don't understand.

This last was a test
of your intentions, Captain.

We had to be certain
your records were no ruse.

We have been tricked before
much to our pain and sorrow.

I see. The Megans had to have proof

that mankind had grown
and learned wisdom

since they last saw Earth.

Your compassion
was that proof, Captain.

If your people should visit us now,
we shall do our best to welcome them.

The banishment of fear will help us all.

A favorite old Earth custom
of mine, Asmodeus.

A toast to a new friendship.

All systems go, Captain.
We're back to normal.

No more magic for us, Jim.
It's all back there.

You think Lucien really was the demon
some men call Lucifer?

- Does it really matter, Bones?
- It just might, Captain.

If he was, this would be
the second time Lucifer was cast out,

and, thanks to you,
the first time he was saved.