Thursday, January 22, 2015

Star Trek: Switchback

Captain Charles Wagner leaned forward in his chair and looked at the view screen hoping to catch a glimpse of something that would tell him the shuttle was out there but just not detected by the sensors yet.  Ensign Carson glanced at the screen and then back into his side navigation computer.  He saw nothing either.  Wagner spun in his chair, stood up, pulled down the front of his yellow shirt and walked to the rail beside the science station.  "Anything?" he asked or perhaps demanded more from his science officer.

Lt. Commander Susan Daniels turned from her station.  Her blond hair, not in the regulation bun since she was called for the emergency form sleep, fell gently down onto her shoulder.  She still had managed to slip into her blue uniform top and the new pants Star Fleet female officers were now wearing.  "Nothing sir.  It's as if they were there and then they were gone.  No wreckage, no residue, nothing."

"Captain.  We're receiving a transmission sir from the Enterprise."  Lt. Jason Cartwalls voice shook with excitement.  Everyone in Star Fleet knew the Enterprise.  By now the ship was on route home from the five-year mission, and the stories abound about the legendary Kirk and his crew.  Cartwalls was just expressing the same excitement everyone on the bridge of the science vessel felt.  

Wagner nodded toward the main screen, his only order needed to indicate that the communication should be put through.  A ripple came over the screen for a moment before the crew of the Galveston was face-to-face, even through the distance, with the full bridge of a Constitution Class Starship known as Enterprise and her Captain, James T. Kirk.  Kirk smiled, "Captain Wagner.  Good to meet you finally.  I've heard a lot of fine things about the Galveston."

"Captain Kirk.  The honor is ours.  We've heard a lot about you and the Enterprise crew as well." Wagner sat down in his chair as he faced Kirk.  "We're looking for a shuttle right now Captain, so I don't mean to cut you off but we have a little...."

"It wouldn't be the shuttle Avery would it?" Kirk was smiling.  "It seems we have picked them up here in our sector."

"That's impossible," interjected Daniels before she thought and quickly closed her mouth. 

"Not entirely, Lt. Commander," came the voice that every science officer in the fleet knew almost by heart.  Commander Spock.  The first Vulcan to serve in Star Fleet and the legendary first officer of the Enterprise.  "We could say it is impossible, if it were not for the fact that the Avery and her crew are here with us on the Enterprise."  

Wagner stood up from his chair.  "Well Kirk, if that were true...." he broke off, suddenly feeling dizzy, almost faint.  He grabbed the edge of his chair for a moment and cut a sharp look at the screen.  He noticed that Kirk seemed to have the same expression on his face.  "Captain Kirk.  Something is happening.  I think we should cut transmission....."

His voice cut out as he fell into darkness for a moment.  Seconds later he was on the floor looking up at Doctor Careway.  She smiled down at him.  "You gave us a scare there Captain.  You were talking with the Galveston and then you just fell out.  

Wagner stood up and looked around the bridge.  It was larger, filled with more people.  He knew two things immediately for sure.  He was not on the Galveston anymore and he was now on a Constitution Class Starship.  He glanced toward the door where he saw the ship's dedication plaque.  He sucked in a quick gasp of air as he read it.  'U.S.S. Enterprise'.  

He quickly looked back at the screen and saw the face of James Kirk on the bridge of he Galveston.  "I'm glad you're alright Captain," came the voice of Kirk.  "We just wanted to contact you on your way home from your five year mission and say it's a honor to talk with you and wish you the best of luck."  Kirk nodded and smiled one last time before adding, "Galveston out."

Wagner looked around the bridge and caught the stare of Daniels from her station.  "This isn't right," he murmured under his breath, almost a whisper, but more of a silent communication between first officer and captain.  Daniels only nodded slowly before cutting a glance that told Wagner to look around. 

Wagner glanced around the bridge and noticed that all his officers were here on the Enterprise.  He further noticed that with the exception of himself and Daniels, they all seemed very comfortable in their work.  It was as if they had been here for years.  He moved toward the turbo life.  "Lt. Cartwells.  You have the bridge.  Daniels.  You're with me."

After the two had stepped into the silence of the turbo life, Daniels turned to Wagner, "Captain what is going on?"

Wagner shook his head and pulled down at the front of his command shirt.  He quickly glanced down and noticed that he wore the emblem of the Enterprise on his shirt.  He had heard like everyone else that the symbol was going to become regulation use for all ships after the Enterprise had used it, but he knew this had not happened yet.  "I have no idea.  Somehow you, me and the entire crew of the Galveston just traded places with the legendary Enterprise crew and we seem to be the only ones to notice."


Wagner and Daniels slipped quietly into the Captain's quarters.  Wagner glanced around quickly, "Constitution class ships do have larger quarters."

Daniels pulled up the screen and scanned the records.  "My God," she said, half standing up before leaning back to look at the tabletop screen.  "All the logs indicate that we went on the missions!  It's as if history has been rewritten completely."

Wagner quickly turned the screen and accessed his own logs.  He scanned through them one-by-one as a flood of memories came into his head.  He could see each mission, each lost crew member, each victory.  He saw it all as his mind raced back to life in Iowa as a child, his first thoughts of going to space, his first time to see Star Fleet Academy.  Admiral Pike....he paused, Admiral Pike was in a chair...no on a planet now...wait conflicting memories from yet another time line.  Pike was dead, killed by someone called Khan, but that can't be...Khan didn't come along until long after Pike was in the chair.  He grabbed his head by the temples, obviously hurting from the flood of memories.

"What?  What's wrong Captain?" Daniels placed her hand on the shoulder of the man she had known and respected so long.  She could tell he was in distress and confused.

"So much running through my mind.  I think I'm even seeing another timeline altogether.  But one thing is for sure," he lowered his hands from the sides of his head to the desk.  "This is right.  We are right where we belong.  Whatever happened, that area of space returned us to our original time line."

Just then the com link on the table blinked.  "Captain Wagner.  You have an incoming transmission from the Galveston.  Captain Kirk and Commander Spock would like to speak to you on a secure channel sir."

Wagner shot a glance to Daniels.  He mouthed slowly, "Do you think they know too?"  She only shook her head while raising her shoulders in a shrug.  "Put it through here," said Wagner.

In a moment Kirk's face materialized on the screen.  Close by stood Commander Spock.  Kirk smiled, "Captain Wagner.  I must admit, I had no idea you were the son of the legendary Biologist James Kirk....or maybe his name was Wagner....from Alabama."

Wagner could feel the blood from his face seem to drain.  He stumbled out the words "And you grew up in Iowa."

Spock looked at Kirk before raising one eyebrow as he glanced at the screen.  "It would seem as if we all share memories going back to our childhood and that we all share the same memories since we...or rather you....ran into the Temporal Switch at our current coordinates."

"The problem is," Kirk continued.  "We have no idea which or what timeline is real.  It could be that you are Captain of the Enterprise, or it could be that I am.  Our crews have switched, although we can not account for some of ours due to the number difference and ship size, but either way something is wrong."

"Records have us being right where we belong," said Daniels.

"You are correct, and both ships have had a fair share of missions, although we are just starting out on an extended journey and you have completed your five year tour. " said Spock.

"So, which line is right?  They all feel right to me," said Wagner.

Spock sighed for a moment.  "I have reason to believe that we may have been at this position before in the past.  I believe that the temporal switch threw us into different places approximately five and half years ago.  From theories based on these phenomenon, they are believed to correct errors in time."

"You're saying that it switched us, then we went through our missions and now it is confusing us, or even switched us again somehow?" asked Daniels.

"Commander, I'm saying that the switch has set the time line correct.  Captain Wagner, you are the Captain of the Enterprise and you have been since Captain Pike.  Your first officer has been Commander Daniels and you two are known throughout the galaxy along with the missions of the U.S.S. Enterprise.  History, has been set to the correct setting."












Saturday, August 16, 2008

OMF - Final

There was low hum and then the appearance of three armed security officers from Omega One on the bridge of the Enterprise. A beam of red light shot out of the riffle of one of the officers while the other moved to Kirk’s side. “Have they touched anyone on the ship?”

“Not to my knowledge. Bones?” Kirk shot a questioning look at McCoy. He was busy scanning across his reports on a readout connect to sick bay.

“Nothing, they seem to have only appeared on the bridge.” McCoy noticed that the shot from Omega One’s security officer had knocked the Borg down. He moved to take a pulse, but was stopped by a pretty young security officer holding her own phaser rifle. “Just going to check for a pulse,” McCoy offered.

“Not at this time sir.” She taped a button on her wrist. “Conner to Omega One. We have one drone down here. Transport it back immediately. We will remain here to secure the ship against more attacks.”

“More attacks?” Kirk spun to face Conner in his chair. “I’m sure that Spock has already altered our shielding. There should not be a problem with additional attacks at this time.”

“With all due respect sir, they have most likely matched shield frequencies with both your ship and that of the Omega One by now and will be rotating them in their computer between transports. They will just keep beaming until they get through.”

“That would be suicide,” added Sulu from his chair. “They would lose a lot of their people by attempting to transport on random shielding frequencies.”

“True, but the Borg do not think like we do. Simply, they do not respect life. Don’t worry Captain,” she looked at Kirk. “We’ll stay here and make sure things don’t get any worse, but we need you to move the ship closer to Omega One and stop your attack.”

Kirk smiled. “Sorry, we were just trying to help. Sulu, take us closer to Omega One and hold position.” He spun back to face Conner, “Is that close enough for you now?”



Scotty glanced at the young engineer holding the replicated part. “And you are sure this replicated one will work as well as the original one?”

“It has to work Captain. There is no other way for us to ensure we’ll have enough to complete the mission.”

“One other thing,” Scotty paused in his work and looked directly at the young man who had to be half his age no matter what time line they were in. “Why do you keep calling me ‘Captain’?”

“Sorry, sir. I’ve just read all your technical reports, logs, and even your reports when you returned to Star Fleet Academy after Admiral Picard and the Enterprise D found you in space.”

“Enterprise D, Admiral Picard, and finding me in space?” Scotty shook his head and returned to work. “It appears I have a future cut out for me of some sort after all.”

The intercom cut into the room. “This is Admiral Data. Mr. Scott, how close are you to completing your work?”

“It’ll take just a few minutes and then we will need to test. I would say no more than ten, maybe fifteen minutes.” Scotty winked at the young man as if to assure him the work would be done faster and continued to fuse the part into place.

“The sooner you can get the part in place, the better off we will be Mr. Scott. The Enterprise has just been attacked and we need that cloak to buy them time so that we can return the ship and crew to your original timeline.”

Scotty stopped in his work, a look of concern running across his face, “Attacked?” He returned his attention to the part and the various connections that would make it work. “Don’t worry then Admiral Data. We’ll have this part in place in two minutes and we won’t need to test it.” For the first time in his life, a young engineer watched as a legend moved his hands with speed and confidence that few engineers could exhibit and he realized how a true engineer’s love for a ship could motivate him to be known as a miracle worker.

Admiral Data watched as another energy beam lurched from the Borg vessel toward the Enterprise. Omega One’s shields absorbed the impact. “Admiral, we have the cloaking device online sir,” came the voice of the ship’s engineer.

“Switch the device on and extend the radius of the cloak to the Enterprise. Move us away from the Borg and stop all external exhaust. Reroute exhaust for secondary vent run. Data watched the screen as the cloak took effect and the Enterprise vanished. He monitored closely as his orders were followed and noted the the Borg continued to scan the area for the two ships. ”Please notify the Captain Kirk to shut off his engines and,“ Data paused. ”Because he will not want to do so, please advise him that the Borg will track his vented exhaust if he does not do as I have indicated and that we can recyle our exhaust.

This time there was no argument from the legendary Captain of the Enterprise, just compliance with the request. Just as Data had predicted, the Borg searched the area for awhile, gave up, and moved off to search for other Federation vessels to attack. Had he not had to care for the Enterprise, it would have been interesting to see how the Borg would respond to sudden attacks now that the Omega One could slip into the area undetected and leave the same way. He decided there would be time for this later, for now he had a crew to deal with and the need to ensure no damage to the timeline had occurred.

Scotty stood near Data on the bridge and watched the young engineer monitoring the cloaking device. “Admiral, the cloaking devices is responding well to the replicated parts. We should have enough to continue the project for sometime sir.”

“Very good,” responded Data to the engineer. He looked at Scotty, “I am afraid that had you not completed the job in record time, we would not have been able to protect the Enterprise from the Borg. It is very likely that they detected that the older ship was the weaker of the two and were going to concentrate their efforts on the Enterprise.”

“Aye, always saving her in the nick of time. That’s what keeps me young.” Scott smiled.

“I believe history will eventually realize that you are what keep Captain Kirk out of a great deal of troubled spots, Mr. Scott.” He nodded toward his own ship’s physician as the man entered the bridge area with two other physicians. “My medical staff have prepared the medications to ensure you and your crew do not remember any of the events from the point you came here. We will place you and the Enterprise back at your original position and time and it will appear to be a distortion. You will likely leave a probe behind to monitor it and move on your way.”

“I was kinda hopping to remember all this,” Scott said as he looked at the small black boxes the medical team was carrying.

“If that happens, there is a great chance that the Federation’s timeline will be damaged.” Data turned to one of his officer. “Please transport Mr. Scott, myself and the medical team to the bridge of the Enterprise.” Immediately, the soft hum of the transporter could be heard as the group disappeared.

Kirk smiled as Scotty materialized on the bridge. “Once again Mr. Scott, it appears you have worked a small miracle.”

“Aye Captain. It wasn’t really anything special. Just had to work the part out and put it where it belongs. It could have taken a bit longer, but under circumstances we were fast enough.”

Data had already ordered his detachment to beam back to the Omega One. This left the medical crew and Data. “Captain. As you know, it is imperative that the timeline not be disrupted. With your crew’s knowledge of the events that have occurred and the future with the Borg, we must ensure this remains silent.”

Kirk held up a hand. “I understand. We’ve had our share of time travel too.” He glanced at Spock and McCoy. “What do we need to do?”

Data held up a injection. “We will administer this to your entire crew. It is timed delayed and will allow us to remotely guide the Enterprise back into your time. When you wake up, you will see the distortion in front of the ship as you did before, and most likely leave a probe to monitor the area as it will disappear.”

“What of the ship’s computer,” asked Mr. Scott. “The time will still be recorded.

”We will also modify the ship’s computer and ensure that everything indicates that you are precisely where you should be. It is a very simple procedure.“ Data looked around the bridge holding the injection device. ”Who would like to be first?“

”I think we should start with the the crew in general and finish up here on the bridge,“ offered McCoy. ”That way I can make sure there are no side effects you don’t expect. After all,“ he glanced at Data and back at Kirk. ”Who knows how humans have advanced in your time.“

”Agreed.“ With that, Data moved off with his medical crew. Within a short amount of time the crew was asleep at their stations. Spock and Kirk stood with Data. ”You are the last two,“ he offered.

”Just make sure my ship gets back in once piece, and,“ he pointed toward Scotty. ”Make sure history, at least your history, records what he did today for the Federation.“

”I can assure you, Mr. Scott’s actions will be noted in my log and with Star Fleet Command. If there is to be a history for the Federation, his name will be a part of it and I will ensure that happens.“ Data nodded and administered the injections. He gently eased Kirk into the command chair. Spock was placed at his station.

”Sir,“ said one of the medical officers. ”The ship reports they are ready to beam us back.“ He looked around the bridge. ”It really is something being here with this crew isn’t it sir?“

”Yes,“ replied Data. ”I am sure that they are unique and I seriously doubt that anyone can ever replace them in the future, present or past.“ The sound of the transporter hummed as they returned to the Omega One.


Kirk watched closely as space seemed to waiver for a moment and then return to normal. ”Spock?“

”It appears to have disappeared Captain.“ Spock looked up from his instruments and toward the view-screen. ”I suggest we leave a probe to monitor the area Captain.“

”Yes,“ Kirk paused. He looked at the screen and then glanced at Scotty. For some reason he had a deep feeling that he should say something to the man, if nothing else just include him. ”Mr. Scott, any ideas?“

Scotty spun in his chair, a confused look crossing his face. ”None Captain. Why?“

”No reason.“ He looked back at Spock. ”Leave the probe and let’s get on our way.“ Spock nodded and returned his attention to the instruments at hand.


Later, Spock settled into the peace and solitude of his quarters. He pushed a button and listened as the computer came to life, waiting on his words. ”Computer, record log. This log is to be sealed and delivered to Admiral Data at Star Fleet Command.“ He leaned forward, as if he was telling a great secret, ”Admiral Data, you will need to follow my precise instructions to find the parts for the cloaking device you will need. Afterwards, I would suggest you consider modifying some medications you use to erase memories to accommodate a Vulcan and Human mix such as myself...“

End

Thursday, July 10, 2008

OMF - Kirk Strikes Back - part 5

Kirk almost seemed to leap at the screen as he watched a bolt of energy leave the Borg ship on a direct heading for the Enterprise. He moved his mouth to demand immediate transport to his ship, or the defense of his ship, or just anything to protect the ship he had grown to know and respect for the last five years. Data did not allow for a comment, “Full power to shield extensions. Divert secondary power to the main drive and intercept that wave.”

The first shot from the Borg ship was absorbed harmlessly into the extended shields. The second rocked the bridge of the Omega One. Kirk and Spock both noticed that the crew seemed unaffected, almost unconcerned, about the hit. “I appreciate you protecting my ship, but I think I would be of better use there right now.”

Data noted that once again Kirk was used to giving orders. The historical records that he had reviewed indicated that James T. Kirk, at least in his younger years, was considered a maverick of a sort. Kirk was known for using methods and tactics that would be frowned on by Star Fleet years later. He noted that only one other Captain had ever gotten away with as many things as Kirk had, and that captain was presently serving as the commander of the Enterprise in the form of Sulu.

“Once the cloak is operational, we will be able to extend the technology to protect the Enterprise as well. The current condition does not require that you be on your ship for us to...”

Kirk had enough. His voice almost seemed to crack as he cut in on Data. “You get me back to my ship now, or I’m about to become a very big problem on the bridge of your ship.”

“That would be most unwise,” Data stopped himself in mid-sentence and looked at Spock. “Interesting. You have managed to link your Tri-corder to the ship’s main computer and you have accessed the shield controls.”

“I suspected that you would know the minute I completed my task.” If Spock smiled, Kirk thought he would have done so at this moment. “As I’m sure you are aware, I can shut the shields on this ship down before you can access and override my Tri-Corder’s commands. I have no doubt it would only take you a matter of seconds, but I have to wonder what the Borg would do with those few seconds this ship did not have shields.” Spock looked thoughtfully at the Borg ship on the screen.

“Transporter. Please beam Mr. Spock and Captain Kirk directly to the bridge of the Enterprise.” Data did not wait to see the blue glow appear as the two men from the past were transported back to their ship. “Cloak room. How is your progress coming.”

Scott looked up from the machine and shook his head at the young engineer who seemed more excited about being in the presence of ‘Mr. Scott’ than of the task at hand. “We’ve used your replicator device and we have a copy. But it won’t fit. Someone has modified this chamber since the time we had this device.”

“Very well, please continue.”

“Sir,” an officer stated. “The Enterprise has broken out of our shield protection range and is making.” The officer paused, looked at his instruments and then shook his head more in disbelief than anything else. “The Enterprise is making an attack run on the Borg ship, sir.”

The words ‘Cowboy Diplomacy’ ran through Data’s network of memories. He smiled for a split second remembering where he had first head those words as his brother, Lt. Commander Data, and then returned his attention to the task at hand. “Move to intercept the Enterprise and direct all fire at the Borg weapons and assimilation systems.”

“Sir, the Enterprise is firing what appears to be a modified photon torpedo.” The officer adjusted his instruments again and looked back at Data. “I’ve never heard of a crew or ship from their time doing this, but it appears the photon has a modulating frequency.”

Data raised and eyebrow. “Fascinating. It appears that Mr. Spock did more than access our shield data. Continue current orders. Remember, the Enterprise can not suffer during this conflict or we will have altered history.”

On the bridge of the Enterprise, Kirk sat in his command chair. The ship and crew was a full red alert and Spock had just completed modifications to a torpedo that he had copied configurations from Omega One. Modifications to the phasers was next.

Kirk punched a button on his console. “Spock, where’s those phasers? I need something that will cut through their shielding and I need it now.”

“Captain, it appears that we have a larger problem at hand,” came Spock’s calm voice over the speaker. “The Borg have matched our shield frequency.”

Before Spock could finish what he was saying, a Borg drone beamed on to the bridge. Everyone seemed to freeze for a moment. The drone almost appeared to be surprised that he was here as well, but then spoke. “We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.”

Dr. McCoy, as well as most of the crew had now been let back into the classified areas and stood beside Kirk’s chair. “That’s not a very friendly approach to take,” he said in his best country doctor voice.

“I’m sorry,” Kirk paused as he spoke to the Borg. “Assimilated does not sound like something we are interested in today. However, this resistance you mentioned does come more into our line of thought.”

The Borg extended his right hand and a small tube instantly shot out of the wrist area. He moved toward Kirk. “We are the Borg. Resistance is futile.”

Sunday, June 22, 2008

OMF - Attack part 4

The first thing Kirk noticed as he entered the bridge was the size. It appeared to be at least twice the size of the Enterprise bridge and the instrument readouts were far more complicated. He noticed two readings that indicated the exhaust of the ship and the bleed off of a power supply somewhere on deck twelve. It was information that he felt Scotty would be more interested in, then he spotted what he was looking for.

On the forward screen, a battle analyze had appeared. The Borg ship’s size, weapons, heading, and shield status, along with other information was framed around a large square ship shown plainly on the center of the screen. “The Borg?” Kirk asked Data as he pointed toward the screen.

“They are a most efficient race, Captain. They have little use for decorative designs.” Data turned to his own officers. “Extend our shielding to protect Enterprise and place us between the Enterprise and the Borg Cube.

”Admiral, the Borg have scanned the Enterprise and are changing their heading to an intercept course,“ a blond women, smiled slightly and returned her attention to her station. She reminded Kirk of Yeoman Rand and he wondered how she was doing at Star Fleet Academy.

”Maintain our obstructive positions. Prepare Nano-Nite Torpedos to be fired on my mark,“ Data said.

”Fascinating.“ Spock looked at Kirk and Scotty. ”A photon torpedo with Nano technology could be a fascinating weapon to use against any computer system, even Admiral Data here.

“You are correct Mr. Spock,” Data said without taking his eyes off the screen. “In fact, these Nanos are designed to target the central processor of the Borg ship and essentially shut it down.”

“Aye, but don’t they have some sort of defense system for that,” asked Scotty, wanting to add to the conversation instead of simply reading the warp drive’s power outputs. He had been momentarily stunned by their power capacity.

“They do. The Nanos will have a long hard battle to reach the core. But what seems like a long time for the chip, will be a matter of minutes for us. They will either reach the core and attack it, or they will be destroyed on their way there.

Spock moved toward the forward screen while Scotty pulled Kirk aside. ”I’m not an expert on future technology, but according to these readouts and the sensor scans we took of this ship before they beamed us over, it’s not in a condition for a fight with that thing out there.“

”You’re right.“ Kirk rubbed his jaw for a moment and thought. ”From what I can tell they are Star Fleet or at least they know enough about it and us that the item should not be a threat.“ He turned to Data. ”The cloaking device. Don’t you have others by this time?“

Data turned in his chair from the screen. ”We have had several in possession during out time with the Romulans and Klingons, unfortunately since they formed an alliance, we do not have access to the technology anymore.“

”Should have made a copy when you had it,“ interrupted Scotty.

”We were in the process of honoring our agreements with those governments and there were strict guidelines to the use. As I indicated, we are missing one part and history has indicated that you may know something about that.“

”Borg are within firing range now, Admiral,“ came a report from an officer.

”We have the device you need,“ said Kirk. He turned to Scotty. ”Mr. Scott here has kept it in a self contained field on the Enterprise to ensure that it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands.“

”You are aware of the Star Fleet regulations that you have violated,“ added Data.

”Had we not violated them, that thing would have been in several ships by now and an entire war would have broken out over the cloaking device,“ added Scott.

Spock had returned to the conversation. ”Mr. Scott is correct. The Romulans were concerned enough about the loss of the device. Had it been operational, we would have been on the brink of war.“

”We can replicate the device, return it to the Enterprise and thereby not change history,“ Data said flatly.

”It’s in a Tri-lite field in my safe. If you’ll just beam me back I can...“

”That won’t be necessary Mr. Scott.“ Data turned to his officers. ”Set the scan for a Tri-lite field and estimate penetration needed for transport. Once that is complete, transport it directly to the Cloak room.“ He turned back to Scotty. ”This would go much faster if you will assist my engineers in putting a copy of the device back into operation and then we can avoid this Borg ship.“

Scotty turned and headed toward the turbo lift. As the door closed, he heard one of Data’s bridge officers announce, ”Sir! The Borg ship has fired on the Enterprise.“

Sunday, June 8, 2008

OMF - Introductions - Part 3

Kirk glanced around the room. It looked or at least appeared to be Star Fleet in basic design. The Android that called himself Data was standing in front of them and alone. “Confident, aren’t you?” Kirk waved a hand around the room. “What makes you think the three of us won’t overpower you and take over?”

Data half smiled, “As Commander Spock might say, that would be most illogical. I am faster and stronger than the three of you combined. I am also only one member of this crew and by chance if you might overpower me, you would have to deal with the rest of the crew.” He looked to Spock. “The phaser you brought will not work; however, I do appreciate your effort. In most cases it would be most useful.”

“How?” Kirk started.

“I am connected to the ship, Captain. When the transporter detected a weapon, it identified it by class, model and strength and then it disabled it during transport and relayed the information to my brain.” He walked over to Spock and pulled the phaser from under the Vulcan’s shirt. “A classic example of early phaser technology. I last saw one of these in a museum.” He returned the phaser to Spock’s hand. “Your Tri-corder on the other hand will work Mr. Spock, you may scan the device.

Spock aimed his Tri-corder toward the cloaking device. ”Captain, it does appear to be the device we obtained from the Romulans with one exception.“ He paused and studied the readouts. ”It is several hundred years older than when we obtained it.“

”That is impossible,“ chimed in Scotty. ”We sent that to Star Fleet Intelligence. They should have it and they would never let anyone have it much less know of its location.“

”In my time, the cloaking device was part of an orbital museum at the Mars Institute. It is considered a classic example of the early years of ‘cloak and dagger’ type espionage that took place between Klingons, Romulans, and the Federation.“ He looked back at the device. ”Sadly, it has never worked since it was used on the Enterprise and Star Fleet has only recently identified that a special part is missing from the device.“

”If you are so far advanced, why do you need us? Why bring us through time for some special device that you should be able to make or better yet, get from the Romulans?“ Kirk stood silently waiting for a response.

”Normally, you would be right Captain. However, since we do not have access to the original missing part, we can not replicate it with the accuracy needed to ensure this cloaking device works,“ he walked around the room and toward the cloaking device as he talked. ”The Klingon-Romulan Alliance pulled out of the area when the Borg returned. We can not be certain, but we believe they have left nothing behind. We do not know where they went. This leaves us alone to fight the Borg.“

”Borg? Who are they?“ Kirk asked.

”They are a,“ Data paused for a moment searching for the right words. ”They are half humanoid and half android. They seek to assimilate all others in the galaxy.“

”Interesting that you would be in command of a ship fighting something of that nature,“ Spock stated flatly. ”It would seem that you would strive to be like or akin to those you fight.“

”The fact is, I am a Star Fleet officer. I intend to defend the Federation, but in order to do that, I must be able to get to the central node of the Borg collective in this area. If I can do that, we can destroy it.“ Data pointed to the cloaking device. ”This will allow us to get to the area and fire the needed weapons into the node. Once the node is destroyed, the rest of the fleet will have little difficulty dealing with the Borg on an individual basis.“

”I’ve got a better idea,“ Kirk smiled as his plan came together in his mind. ”Why don’t we move the cloaking device to the Enterprise, allow us to warp in and destroy the node and warp out? We are smaller and there would be less chance of detection.“

”We cannot afford to lose you or any of your crew Captain. To do so could alter the time line significantly. We...“

”You’ve already altered it by bringing us here. Don’t you think we’ll note this little encounter in our logs?“ Kirk looked at Spock and Scotty. ”You’ve got two other witnesses here. What are you going to do about my bridge crew?“

”We have a method to assist you in forgetting the encounter here. It has been used several times in the past with great success whenever there has been time travel...“ Data was saying.

The voice over the intercom cut into Data’s conversation. ”Admiral. We have a Borg Assimilation Cube on route for our sector. They have detected the portal and us.“

Data looked at his three guest. ”It appears that you are going to have a chance to meet the Borg on a first hand basis.“ Turning his attention back to the officer who had informed him over the intercom, Data continued, ”Ensign, sound red alert and prepare for battle. We will need to extend shielding to the Enterprise.“

”I want back on my ship. Send us back now,“ it was more of an order than a request from the Captain of the Enterprise.

”I’m sorry Captain. Now if you will follow me, I will introduce you to the Borg of this century.“

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

The New, Old Enterprise.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

OMF - Classified -Part Two

Scotty quickly searched the room with his eyes. There was no weapon in sight, at least nothing that he felt he could obtain quickly enough to make a difference in his situation. As far as he was concerned he had been abducted, Star Fleet signal or not, this was pure abduction. “I think ya owe me an answer as to why I’m here instead of on my own ship,” he managed.

Admiral Data extended his hand to Scotty and allowed a smile to cross his face, “You are somewhat younger than my brother’s memories present you as. I believe he knew you when you,” he paused looking for the right word, more to avoid offending than for proper expression. “I believe you were more seasoned when you met my brother.”

“If by seasoned, you mean older, than I must agree with ya. But let’s not use the word as if I’m a piece of beef or something to be eaten. Especially after you snagged me over here without my...” His eyes widened and he looked to the corner of the room where a familiar piece of equipment stood connected by wires to the ship. “Is that the...”

“Yes,” cut in Data. “That is the Romulan cloaking devise that your Captain captured. It is the same one that you wired into the Enterprise and allowed the ship to escape certain destruction at the hands of the Romulan Fleet.”

“That’s classified information. I’m not allowed to talk about it. In fact,” Scott looked around the room. “I am not saying another word. You can just beam me back to the Enterprise and we’ll be on our way.”

“The classified order is 192743 Eagle One-o-One. I believe that order by itself now gives you permission to discuss this device with me or anyone else who presents that code to you.”

Scott rubbed his forehead. “Not until I talk to the Captain. He’s the one who sealed that order and since he is here, he will be the one and only one to unseal it.” Scott smiled his regular smug smile. He used the smile anytime he had the upper hand.

Data tapped a small button on his wrist and spoke, “Captain Kirk. Are you still there?”

Scott noticed that the voice seemed to come from everywhere all at once. “This is Kirk. Want to snatch some more of my crew now?”

“No, Captain. I am sorry for the way I was required to obtain Mr. Scott, but you must understand that the Federation is on the move constantly and we are trying to avoid any delays. The Borg will be here shortly as they will have no doubt detected the temporal disturbance. They will assume it has come from the Klingon / Romulan Alliance or from us. Either way, they will come to this area and we must be prepared when they get here. I am presenting Mr. Scott with a specific order, but he has asked that you clarify that order.”

“Captain they got the Romulan Cloaking device here. They have it wired into this ship and it looks like they are trying to use the bloody thing!” Scott almost screamed and hurried his conversation at once, afraid he would be cut off.

“That is correct,” continued Data. “We have the device. We do plan to use it with this ship and I have issued classified order 192743 Eagle One-o-One.” Data paused a moment. “I believe that is your specific order pertaining to this device.”

“You are correct,” came Kirk’s voice. “However, I know Mr. Scott very well. He will neither help you or follow any of your orders without my order. Therefore, you will beam myself and Mr. Spock over there immediately so that we can access the situation.”

Without hesitation, Data pushed the small button a second time. “Transporter room, please bring Captain Kirk and Commander Spock to this room at once.” He tapped the button again and looked to Scott. “Your Captain will be joining us in a moment it appears.”

On the bridge of the Enterprise, Kirk barely had time to give the orders to Sulu, “Keep the ship safe or don’t keep it at all, understood.”

Kirk heard Sulu’s reply of “Yes Sir,” even as the familiar sound of the transporter engulfed him. He glanced at Spock and saw the same process was taking place. To his surprise, and pleasure, he saw that Spock had concealed a phaser just under his belt and had his Tri-corder secure in hand.