Star Trek

Miligian

By:

Digimon Lantern 1

Chapter 1

Derelict

"We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Your biological..." The Collective sang out its multitude of voices as the Fusion Cube decimated Earth's forces.

Admiral Janeway did not understand why the Borg weren't destroyed when her double from the future. They should have been destroyed. Another plasma torpedo struck Voyager's armor. Paris threw Voyager around in evasive maneuvers but it wouldn't be long. Captain Chakotay was in Sickbay. The final volley of torpedoes were fired towards Voyager and Janeway closed her eyes knowing what her fate was. It never came.

"How?" She asked herself. "Tuvok, what the hell happened?"

"It would appear the torpedoes hit a cloaked vessel. The signature of the cloaking device wavering did not match known technology." Tuvok reported cooly. "It is dropping its cloak."

Janeway looked out and her jaw dropped. It was a derelict. At first glance, she realized it was ancient. It was also very large. A Sovereign-Class ship would be easily dwarfed by this ship. There were no apparent weapons or engines. It was rather plain and smooth in appearance.

"Admiral, that ship's hull consists of a neutronium alloy." Kim reported.

"It's powering up. The Borg are firing." Tuvok said.

During the few minutes that both sides of the conflict had spent gazing at the derelict, the Fusion Cube had repositioned itself to destroy Voyager. Torpedoes were fired and were halted by the derelict's shields. The derelict fired some kind of dark torpedo at the Fusion Cube. It struck.

"Seven, what was that?" Janeway asked her.

"I am uncertain. Whatever it was, it is causing the transwarp coils of the Fusion Cube to go critical." Seven told her.

Every ship in the fleet jumped to warp as the enormous explosion went off.

Voyager warped back to the sector with a few other ships. The derelict was still there. Janeway went to Hazard Operations as Hazard Team might be needed.

"We don't know anything about this ship. We aren't sure what we'll encounter over there so I won't make anyone go but what we might find out could help defeat the Borg permanently. So, any volunteers? I need two." Munro said to them.

Soon, Telsia and Chell were in Transporter Room One. They removed their phaser compression rifles and were ready to beam over. Chell was shaking his head.

"I don't know how you manage to talk me into these things, Munro." Chell joked.

"Energize." Munro told the transporter chief.

The away team beamed into the section of the ship they believed to be the bridge. They activated the torches attached to their phaser rifles. Chell opened up his tricorder and began to scan. Munro glanced over at the Bolian who's face was filled with awe.

"Find something interesting, Chell?" Munro asked him.

"You might say that." Chell said. "My tricorder is barely able to analyze the technology."

"Dampening field?" Telsia asked glancing over at her friend.

"No, the technology around is taxing the scanning ability of the tricorder. I don't think I could tell you where the lighting control is." Chell said to them.

Suddenly, a thought crossed Lieutenant Munro's mind, "Lights." He said.

The dark bridge lit up and a very alien bridge became visible. Munro tapped his commbadge.

"Munro to Voyager, we're on the alien ship's bridge. From what I can tell, this ship hasn't had a crew in centuries." Munro said as he made a line in the layers of dust on a panel.

Munro looked around the bridge. Suddenly, the team were surrounded by dark energy fields and Munro hit his commbadge.

"Munro to Voyager. The derelict's internal defense systems have been activated. Can you beam us out?" He asked them.

"Trying." Transporter Chief Hunt said to him. Over the comm channel, they heard a panel overload and a scream.

"Lieutenant Munro, this is Tuvok. We can not transport you back. You must lower the internal defense systems before we can beam you out."

"Easier said than done." Chell said to Munro under his breath.

The field crackled and the last thing he saw was the floor.

Commander Debbie Cathey was on a bench outside the Forbidden City. She watched as a middle-aged red haired woman walked over to her and sat down next to her. Though it was against the dress code of a Starfleet Officer, she wore a pair of round dark sunglasses. Cathey handed a PADD to the woman. Based on the rank insignia, the older woman was a Fleet Admiral.

"Your information is distressing. How could you lose it?" She asked.

"It was lost in Romulan space. The weapon appears to have fallen victim to an unknown quantum singularity while on course." Cathey reported to her. "I would believe we are fortunate that Captain Picard managed to destroy Shinzon. It would have been difficult to explain what would have happened."

The woman next to her glared at her. She didn't seem at all pleased about this news. A simple look told the younger woman to continue.

"I don't know if you have heard but Admiral Janeway has lost contact with her Hazard Team. They still don't know what happened." Cathey told her.

"Wasn't her assignment involving that unknown alien vessel that was involved with the Borg conflict?" Glasgow asked.

Cathey passed the admiral a PADD. "According to Admiral Janeway's report, this ship's hull is composed of a neutronium alloy. A few members of our organization would love to get their hands or claws or etc on that technology." She told her.

"Do what it takes to secure that ship." Glasgow ordered. "I have to go. Admiral Ross has a meeting scheduled." She tapped her commbadge. "Glasgow to Dragon. Beam me directly to Starfleet Command."

"Acknowledged." The voice on the other end said.

Admiral Glasgow beamed away leaving Debbie Cathey alone.