So it Begins (pilot)
The following takes place in the Next Generation
When the ship approached the main hangar of the Republic assault ship, Excalibur, know one suspected a Battle Commander to be on it. R-Z21 had been fighting against the Borgs in the outer rim for some time now, with much luck. 2 planets had been saved, and 5 cruisers had been destroyed or fled from the system. Captain John Stewart, one of the youngest captains, ran the ship. He was an extraordinary soldier, with exceptional skills in firearms, tactics and most of all, commanding this powerful ship. Now he was meeting with a Battle Commander from star Fleet. An Honor, I think not? More like a teacher and his student. But here it was, a secret ship from Star Fleet, had just landed in the main hangar, and Stewart stood there, waiting for the ship door to open.
10 Years. That's how long Leon Petit had been a Battle Commander in Star Fleet. He had fought in numerous fights and solved more than a thousand negotiations between two or more parts. This was different. Being secretly transported to an Assault ship in the Neutral Zone. There had been no briefing or orders, except to jump on this small ship and travel out here.
He was standing in the cockpit with his Phaser Gun in his hand, looking at the hologram of Admiral Joseph Picard and Captain John Moosta. He had just now, been given a first order. But he couldn't understand exactly what he could help with
"But Admiral, I don't understand, I cannot protect this ship against a fleet of that size. Are you sure of this"?
"Yes Commander Petit, we are sure, an we only need you to keep them alive until the Nebula Storm clears. Then we can send more ships, but right now you are the only ship outside of the storm".
Captain Moosta nodded slowly in the hologram.
"These men are a valuable assed to Star Fleet. It is one of the finest ships in our entire army. If the visions are true, you can expect a full scaled attack within days Commander Petit".
Now it was Admiral Picard who nodded.
"Yes, you must be prepared, and use all of your skills, please prepare for anything out there".
"Yes sirs, but what if I can't protect them all? What if I fail?"?
" There will be no such talk commander. You are one of the best Battle Commanders in Star Fleet. We know you can do this". The Admiral was beginning to be irritated, because he had you repeat himself over and over.
"Commander, Contact us when you get settled in, then we will have more information", Captain Moosta concluded the conversation, and the hologram turned of.
Commander Picard placed his Phaser gun in his utility belt, and went out of the cockpit, pushed the ships outer doors, and waited.
The doors opened, and Stewart began to walk of to the doors. Out of them came a brown colored man, wearing a uniform of the same color. They met right outside the door, and Captain Stewart gave the new Commander space to look around.
"Captain Stewart I presume"?
"Yes. And you are Commander Petit"?
"Commander Leon Petit from the French Division, but Commander will do for you Captain, now shale we?" the Commander Smiled, as if he had just told a joke.
Captain Stewart waved his hand at the door in the Hangar. The only door leading to corridors and the elevator.
"You sure go strait to business huh"? Ignoring Petit's title.
"Well, I don't think we have time for small talk Captain."
One hour later, that's how much time it took for Petit to inform the Captain of a young Vulcan soldiers's vision. And explaining him how seriously they took these visions. This Captain was certainly not in touch with the paranormal. Not only did he make disbelieving thoughts, but he actually made fun of it. Commander Petit knew that there was something out there, so he knew what they were up against.
"So you are saying that this kid, had a vision of my ship, being attacked by a big army or something"?
"Yes Captain, a full scaled attack right here, and we even know who attacks. The Borg's do"
Captain Stewart looked out the window. He didn't know what to think, but he couldn't ignore this.
"I need to brief my highest staff Commander. If that's okay"?
The Commander nodded.
"Of course, but hurry Captain, we don't have much time".
Stewart looked at him.
"Exactly how much time do we have, do we even get a warning or anything. How can I prepare my men"?
Petit looked at him with a seriously look. "Prepare them for war Captain, prepare them for war".