Apologies for triple post, it wouldnt let me put both chapters in same post. (and it hasnt had anyone in here in months anyways)
Interlogue: The time between
In the years following this event, Section 31 was able to discover a safe and practical way of slipping into the Almadra galaxy, which held the revered Republic and their Jedi defenders.
At the same time, they had been training many of their rank in the ways of the Jedi, sort of at any rate.
Section 31 was and is an immoral organization, worse then the feared Tal Shiar and Obsidian order. They safeguard the Federation, doing whatever is required to make sure the Federation continues to exist.
They hide in the shadows, and use techniques and ideals that would horrify to no end any citizen of the Federation. Nonetheless, they are there.
When the research was finished, and the first Rift gate opened, Section 31 sent a single shuttlecraft, with only one occupant, trained in the ways of the Jedi, but because of their willingness to do anything to protect the ideals of the Federation, the occupant was closer to a Sith, something considered extinct in the Republic.
This first agent was one of many who would enter and infiltrate the Almadra Galaxy. In fact, they played a role in the downfall of the Republic, believing that, eventually, the Republic might try exploring beyond their galaxy, and they could be a threat to the Federation. So they let a Sith Lord loose, letting him take over the Republic and turning it into an Empire, knowing that with him on the Throne, and his apprentice, that they would stay relegated to watching and ruling their own galaxy, where they would be no threat to the Federation.
Little did they know, that one ship and its crew would change this……. And her name, was Enterprise.
A/N: Yeah I know, I’m putting some focus on the Star Trek area, but don’t worry. About the next six or seven chapters will be involving the Enterprise in their galaxy.
Chapter 1: First Contact?
The bridge was in silence as they watched the large cube approach, and no one was less frightened, and intrigued, then Lt. Commander Charles Remus McCoy. He watched along with the rest as the ships hull repaired itself after the first volley of torpedo’s had been fired. He could even hear, barely, the Captain lapse into his native French.
“Merde…” He heard him say, and nodded. What they were up against was an incredible force, one to be reckoned with.
And all because of that blasted Q.
He had sent the Enterprise whirling into this corner of the galaxy, for, in his own opinion, his amusement.
Charles himself slipped into some of his native tongue, saying “Fvadt, diam..” damn him, in Old Romulan, which was the one he had been raised with.
Charles was an oddity in Starfleet, one of the few half Human/half Romulan mixes. But he was even more unique because of his blonde hair, and incredibly striking deep green eyes, a rarity in mixed Romulan and even more so with pure Romulan children.
He had been born on a small colony world, a world which the Romulans and Federation both had claims on, and so both had set a competing system, where the first to make their colony self sufficient won the claim to the planet. His mother, a Romulan, had met a Human merchant who had been selling some of his goods to the Romulan colony. The Romulans had won in the end, and after living their for three years, they returned home to Romulous. There, he would spend till he was 10 years of age before his family again moved, this time to Earth where they stayed permanently.
An exclamation from the Captain and from Commander Riker brought him out of his reverie. He suddenly noticed the lack of the Borg Cube, which, for all intents and purposes, had vanished.
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Admiral Tarkin stood on the bridge of the Death Star, a thin smile coming onto his mouth as he watched the moon of Yavin slowly creep into range. Finally, the rebellion would be ended, and the Empire would be able to rule the galaxy with an iron fist, as it should be.
He ignored the reports around him of the fighter combat going on in a few scattered sections of the stations surface. He had already long ago decided that nothing could destroy his great construct.
Just as the Death Star was coming in to clear sight of the forest moon, there was a small flash, and a large vessel suddenly stood in their path. The vessel was cube shaped, and nearly a fourth the size of the station.
Tarkin paid it no further heed, other then ordering the super-cannon to be fired on the obstruction to his victory. A few seconds later, and the ship was a smoldering swirl of energy and debris.
Of course, a few more seconds later, with another flash, so too was Tarkin, and his powerful Death Star.
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Where the cube had been, the Bridge crew of the Enterprise watched as a massive sphere like structure appeared in the place where the cube had been. It wasn’t there long, as seconds after it had appeared, a massive explosion rocked it from the inside, tearing the thing into millions of floating chunks of metal.
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Han cheered and whooped, with his long time friend Chewbacca roaring agreement in the seat next to him. They had saved Luke in the nick of time, sending Vader’s TIE fighter spiraling off into space.
He had changed his mind, realizing at almost the last minute that he owed the rebellion, or more specifically Luke, for his life. So he had swept into the fray, helping as many rebel pilots as he could as he made his way to Luke’s fighter. When he had got there, he fired the instance he saw the fighters tailing him.
As they had been pulling away from the station, there had been another strange flash, but neither of them noticed as they rushed to get away from the eminent destruction of the Death Star.
The explosion came, and the shockwave came straight for them.
Both Han and Luke pointed their ships straight away from the blast and rode the shockwave forward as far as they could before it dissipated.
As Han was turning back to the cockpits viewports, his jubilation at the victory suddenly vanished, when he saw a large vessel approaching their ships.
Upon later reflection, he would realize that the vessel, while large, wasn’t anywhere as large as an Imperial Star Destroyer, seeing as it was only half the length and shorter by a small margin.
He flicked on the comm. Channel that he had used to let Luke know he was there for the rescue. Waiting for the confirmation that Luke was on the same channel, he said
“Kid, I don’t think we’re out of the woods yet.”
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Captain Picard and several of the other senior staff stood in Transporter room 1, awaiting the mysterious people from the two smaller craft aboard. Geordi would have been there, but was busy supervising the tractor beam as they brought the two craft into the shuttle bay. So, he had had his assistant, who had already been on the bridge, take over for him.
This left a nervous Charles wondering if he’d mess up the introductions with the two incoming guests. He always worried about such a thing to some degree, as there were a few other times when La Forge had been unavailable to meet incoming diplomatic or other guests in the past, and so he would send Charles for him in his stead.
This nervousness was more of a simple lack of confidence around big important people. Meeting the captain of another ship was easy street for him, but helping to welcome aboard a top diplomat of another race always made him queasy.
Though these days he was starting to think Geordi did it on purpose, in an attempt, as a friend, to help him get rid of this feeling.
It was working, though slowly. Still, some of the nervousness was from the guests themselves. From what he had been told by Data, who was in the room as well, one of the group had been trying to destroy the large ‘Death Star’ that had suddenly appeared before them.
He let himself relax as the hum of the transporters kicked in. He watched out of the corner of his eye as O’Brian compensated for two of the signatures, which he had been told to look for when they had arrived at the transporter room.
As the effect dissipated, Charles saw two humans, one walking carpet, and two ‘droids’ as they had called them.
After watching them make sure they were all in one piece, they stepped off the pad after the Captain politely showed them down. From there, introductions were made.
“This is my senior staff, the officers I trust most and have worked with most. Id like to introduce you to Commander Riker, Lt. Worf, Mr. Data, Dr. Crusher, Councilor Troi, and in our Chief of Engineering stead, Lt. Commander McCoy.” The captain said, indicating each of them as he went, and each giving a polite hello.
One of the two humans, one who looked to belong to a seedier side of things, stepped forward to introduce himself and his companions .
“I’m Han Solo, and this walking carpet here is my best friend Chewbacca, but you can call him Chewie, its what we all call him.” He motioned the other human forward, who had been checking up on the two droids, and said
“And this here is Luke Skywalker, the guy who destroyed the Empires vaunted Death Star.” He said as he ruffled his hair, and Chewie roared agreement.
One of the two droids came forward, and said
“And I am C3-PO, human cyborg relations. And this is my counterpart, R2-D2. I am sure it would be wise to make sure Master Luke and his friends haven’t come to harm from the explosion.” R2-D2 chimed in with a short string of beeps and whistles, signaling his agreement.
“I told you, you can just call me Luke,” He said, and went on to say “And I feel fine, and I’m sure Han and Chewie are alright as well.”
Picard smiled warmly, motioning towards Dr. Crusher. “It wouldn’t hurt to make sure, and it won’t take Dr. Crusher long to finish her examination.”
Smiling, Crusher came forward with a medical tricorder and began scanning them, and her scan showed nothing except one or two bruises.
Grinning slightly, Han looked towards the Picard, and asked
“So, where can an honest man get some grub?”
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Picard lead the way into Ten Forward continuing the discussion on the Enterprises main focus and its mission in space.
“…and now we’ve reached our Ten Forward, a relaxing lounge for all of our crew members.” He said as the doors parted, revealing a lounge that was already filled with a few of the off-duty crew members. They approached the bar counter, where Guinan was already coming forward.
“Welcome to Ten Forward, what can I get for you newcomers?” She asked smoothly, causing Luke, Han, and Chewie to relax instantly. Charles, who was next to Picard, remarked “She seems to have that effect on everything doesn’t she?” Picard merely smiled and nodded.
Eventually, after the introductions with Guinan were over, Picard suggested that they all retire for the day, so that they would have enough rest for tomorrows discussions. With everyone agreeing, Picard led the way to their temporary quarters. After making sure they knew how to work everything, the rest of the senior staff began to head to their respective rooms.
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Alone in his quarters, Charles thrashed in his sleep. Something was wrong, he could almost feel it.
It was almost like someone, or something, was in his head, forcing memories and visions into his thoughts. For some time the onslaught of thoughts, visions, and memories seized control of his mind, having nothing but them going through his mind.
Eventually, they all stopped. Little did he know, they would change his life, his career, and the fate of two galaxies.
Soon though, his restless sleep was awakened by the blaring sound of the red alert klaxon.
Chapter two is in progress as we Speak!!
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