Title: There Is No Pain Author: Dave Rogers Email: daverogers@geocities.com Size: 3K Code: Introspective; 7 Rating: PG Summary: Seven of Nine reflects on a fateful decision. Disclaimer: Seven of Nine is an adjunct of the Paramount collective. This story is the product of my distinctiveness. THERE IS NO PAIN In the Collective, there is no pain. This thought has preoccupied me for many days, impairing my efficiency and detracting from my perfection. Before Captain Janeway assimilated me into her collective of individuals, there was no "I", no identity, no individualism. There was a memory of a human child, Anneka Hanson; of seven years of strange but happy life, of a moment's fear, of acceptance and of oblivion. There was the perfection of the great group mind of many billions of units, the accumulated knowledge of nine thousand, five hundred and seventy-two species, the enhancement of the Collective and the comfort of permanent togetherness, but there was no change, no growth, no challenge. As an individual, I have experienced many emotions. I have known fear, relief, anger, remorse, amusement and companionship. I have experienced kindness from friends, and the satisfaction of performing acts of kindness myself. I have begun to understand why the Collective is not right for these individuals, with their hopes and dreams and ambitions which are so uniquely a part of their distinctiveness. I have learned, after all, to value their individuality, and with it, my own. But is it enough? I retain my memories of when there was no word, no concept, with the meaning "alone"; of when there was no uncertainty, confusion or inefficiency; of when I felt no pain, for there was no "I" to feel it. Some day, Captain Janeway will make good her promise to me, and allow me the freedom to make my final choice between individuality and the Collective. I do not wish to lose what I have gained on Voyager, and all that I have gained is a part of my individuality. If I choose the Collective, all I have gained will be lost. But in my darkest moments, when I am alone, afraid and uncertain, there is one memory of the Collective that draws me back. There is no pain. -- daverogers@geocities.com rational romantic mystic cynical idealist