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From me: This is an AU story so forget all you thought you did except some stuff that you recognise. Remember that the characters may not always act how you expect them too. Enjoy and please send feedback. This is only the first chapter so if you like it and tell me that you like then I will post more.
"Fate Never Changes."
Kathryn Janeway looked around her home at Starfleet headquarters. Breathing in she inhaled all the familiar scents of home. Glancing at her chrono she gasped 'Oh no I'm gonna be late, that's gonna look good'. She was supposed to catch her transport in 15 minutes. One last look around and she left. Walking towards the transport station she let her memories drift back over the past year. It had been hell. The destruction of the 'Aida' was tragic. She had been the first officer on the ship for a long time. She would never have predicted that that part of her life would have ended so abruptly and with so much devastation. Traitors, she hated traitors. She would never have guessed that there would have been one on her ship. A grieving officer had placed explosives throughout the intrepid class ship. He had just learnt that his brother had died fighting the Marquis, while she understood his pain, she couldn't understand why he chose to go against the federation. It made no sense. (Kathryn supposed that she would never understand the full reasons.) Luckily for her and the two ensigns she was with, the bombs had gone off when she was on an away mission. She wasn't even supposed to be on the mission but her Captain had ordered her some time away from the ship. Everyone else aboard had died. The death of her Captain was one that affected her deeply; Mark Vincent had been one of her closest friends. She had become depressed. Blaming herself for the accident for not realising that something was wrong with one of her crew. That was her job. For surviving where others didn't. It had plagued on her mind, why she hadn't died and all those others had. When Kathryn eventually broke down Starfleet made her take leave of absence. She finally realised that she needed help. At first she had relied on her fiancée for support. Mark Johnson, the greater listener, the man who was supposed to love her with all his heart. He had promised that he would stay with her through her mourning. However the moment that her life had started to interfere with his work he had left, claiming that she needed time to herself to heal. Of course Kathryn understood, if she was brutally honest with herself she admitted that she was quite relieved. After Justin died he was a welcome relief from the loneliness but eventually he had become more of a burden. For six months after the accident, three after Mark had left her Kathryn wallowed in self pity before realising that she had been there before when her father and Justin died. She remembered something that Phoebe had told her back then, 'If you stare into the abyss long enough then the abyss will stare back'. Instead of relying on Phoebe this time to break her out of her slump, Kathryn had pulled herself together. She was determined to make something of her life. Returning to Starfleet had been hard but that had made her more willing to prove her. When Kathryn had been informed that she was to be promoted to Captain and given a new ship her resolve strengthened. Starfleet trusted her; she could trust herself again. They were giving her the newest ship in the fleet the 'Voyager'. It was the first of its kind and it was hers to command. She had been assigned a crew; a luxury Starfleet didn't have time to let Kathryn do her. She didn't mind all that much, it would be a nice surprise to see want standard of crewman Starfleet was willing to let her command. Kathryn broke from her reverie when she reached the transport. All her possessions had already been moved aboard. Kathryn smiled to herself. Not that she would admit it to anyone but she was excited. She had been Vincent's first officer for five years. She had had the chance for promotion for the majority of the that time, but knowing that the opportunity would be there when she wanted just persuaded her to stay, where she was happy. Now that her safety net had fallen Kathryn agreed to take the next step. Her crew was already on deep space nine; she was to join them shortly. Nodding to the Ensign working the transporter Kathryn began the first day of her new life.
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Captain Chakotay looked over the plans he had just received. Looking up at his 2nd in charge he frowned.
"Federation coming here? B'lla tell me your joking." B'Elanna Torres looked into her Captains eyes. She could see anger and hate. Sometimes it scared her but instances like this she could sympathise.
"Sorry Old man, from what we've been told, it's a new ship. The 'Voyager'. Apparently the Admirals at Starfleet want to get rid of the Marquis problem once and for all. They seem to think that by taking this cell into custody that it will be a big blow to our cause. The rest of us won't have a leg to stand on. They would be right. We need to act fast, get rid of this problem before it starts. They don't know that we know about them, we have the advantage let's use it." Chakotay got up and started pacing the room. It was dull a grey room with only a chair and table. Never the less it was his haven, well until now. They needed a plan and they needed one fast. He was not in the habit of destroying Federation ships needlessly but if this one was going to cause as much trouble as predicted then maybe he needed to change his policy.
"Tell me, who's the Captain?" He hoped that he didn't know who it was. It would make what he had to do so much easier. Oh he really didn't want to destroy the ship.
"No one knows. Jaren told me that it was supposed to be Admiral Paris's protege but he couldn't find out his name. Whoever it is, is gonna be good." B'Elanna paused. "Why? What are you thinking of doing?" Chakotay smiled grimly at B'Elanna, immediately she guessed his plan. "I guess it's the only way. I'll get everyone ready, we've got about three days before they get here." She walked out of the room leaving Chakotay alone with his thoughts. Could he really just destroy the ship, he didn't like the thought of killing all those innocent people. 'Maybe I don't have to.' An idea struck him suddenly. The more Chakotay thought about it the more he liked this new idea. Walking out of the room he spied Ayala standing guard outside his door. He had to give the man credit. At first Chakotay wasn't sure if he could trust the man. He had just appeared one day, but now the man was one of his best friends.
"Hey Ayala, contact B'Elanna for me, tell her I've got a new plan, one I guarantee she'll like." As an afterthought he added, "Tell her to bring Seska and Paris with her, we might need their input." Smiling at the man Chakotay went back into his room with a more positive attitude. This was going to be a turning point for the marquis one way or another.
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Kathryn stood on the bridge of her ship; it was empty the officers weren't due on board for another half an hour. She had walked around the entire ship before ending up here. 'Wow!' She thought. It was bigger then she had expected. It really was an amazing ship. Smelling the recycled air Kathryn realised that this was exactly what she needed. She was back where she belonged and now she was in charge. Heading to her ready room Captain Janeway prepared for her crew.
Two hours later she was ready to order the ship to disembark from deep space nine. After meeting all her crew and briefing them on the mission all she wanted to do was get underway, however she still had to talk to the Senior Staff. Her Chief of Security an annoying Vulcan named Tuvok had readily reminded her that protocol dictated that she had to discuss any problems before they left, apparently there was some problems that he needed to talk to her about concerning the crew. She groaned. 'Damn that Vulcan! I just knew he's going to be a real pain in the...' Kathryn was interrupted by the beep of her combadge.
"Cavitt to Janeway." Smiling she looked down at her combadge. Commander Cavitt was her first officer, just recently promoted and not very happy about working under a woman. She had read his file and learned that he was a brilliant officer just a little sexist. Starfleet Command hoped that she would be a good influence on him.
"Janeway here."
"I believe that you asked me to schedule a senior staff meeting in about five minutes, I just wanted to remind you." Kathryn had to stifle a laugh. This man was priceless.
"Thank you Commander, I hadn't forgotten."
"Just checking Captain. Cavitt out." Oh yes this was definitely going to be fun. Kathryn walked to the replicator and ordered a hot coffee, black of course. She just couldn't understand people who spoiled it by putting milk and sugar in. Grabbing her cup she left her Ready room and walked to the bridge. Turning she looked directly at Commander Cavitt he was sitting in his Command chair looking at a pad. Apparently he hadn't noticed her yet. Kathryn stood and waited for him to notice her. A deadly silence had come over the bridge as soon as she had walked in. It was the First officer's job to announce her. Coughing lightly she alerted him to her presence. Looking up he stared straight at his Captain. Scrambling to his feet he addressed the junior crew.
"Captain on the Bridge." Kathryn laughed and placed her free hand on his arm.
"A bit late for that Commander. We've got a meeting to attend." She turned still smiling and walked to the briefing room. Cavitt followed close behind very red in the face. Janeway walked into the room and faced her senior staff. They looked at her coffee mug and then at her. It seemed that they weren't expecting such informality from their Captain. They all relaxed visibly. She took her seat at the head of the table and observed her crew. On her left was Cavitt and her on right was Tuvok both looking very disapproving, she could only guess it was at her. Next she looked at her new Ops Chief, an Ensign called Kim, and he was very green, she hoped to be able to cure him of that. Next she looked at her Chief Engineer Lieutenant Tate. Rumoured to be one of the best engineer's n the fleet she was glad to have him with her. Seated next to him was her Helm Officer Lieutenant Stadi, she smiled, and it was nice to have another woman on the senior staff. Stadi smiled back. Opposite Stadi was her CMO, an officer called Lieutenant Jaren. Admiral Paris had told her that Jaren had specifically asked for this posting. It gave Janeway a bad feeling. Pushing it down she looked up and addresses her crew.
"Well before we leave Commander Tuvok has reminded me that e need to discussed all problems and questions that you might have." Turning to her right she looked directly at him. "Why don't you start Commander."
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"Chakotay, wait up." Chakotay turned round and saw Tom Paris running towards him. The kid was all right, a bit cocky but he truly believed in the cause. Chakotay supposed that it came from hearing about the Cardassians from his father, Admiral Paris. He had found Tom drinking in a bar in Marseilles. Chakotay had taken pity on the upset man and joined him, after talking for two hours about his problems Chakotay asked him to join the Marquis; Paris had jumped at the chance. Two years later and he relied on Tom almost as much as he did on B'Elanna.
"What is it Kid?"
"Don't call me kid." Chakotay smiled and ruffled Paris's hair. "We have received a transmission from Jeran, Voyager is on its way. They should be here in an hour."
"Good, we're ready for them. Is everything ready on his end?"
"Yes, when he receives the signal he'll cause a failure in all the main power relays, effectively leaving Voyager defenceless and open for the taking." Chakotay nodded.
"Excellent. Is everyone on board?"
"All present and accounted for. Boarding parties are ready and the crew staying on the base are ready to receive prisoners."
"Make sure they realise that no needless violence is to be used."
"They know Captain."
"Good." Chakotay was adamant about not harming the Starfleet crew until they got them back to base. "Lets get this show on the road." The two men turned and walked into the bridge of the Liberty. It was a stolen Cardassian warship that had been butchered by the Marquis. You wouldn't think from the outside that it belonged to Cardassia. It was unrecognisable as any known species warship but it was formidable none the less, and had plenty of gun power.
An hour later Voyager was visible in their view screen. Chakotay gave the order to send a signal to Jeran. The chaos erupted on the Starfleet vessel.
Kathryn Janeway looked around her bridge in shock. All the power had suddenly been drained from her ship, shields, weapons, all the primary power, the backup systems had been disabled. Her crew worked frantically to restore power.
"Ensign Kim, what the hell happened?" she looked directly at the young man at Ops.
"Someone from inside the ship has sabotaged all the systems, they had been encrypted and I can't get them back online. Communications within the ship are down and we are completely defenceless. The only thing working is emergency lighting and life support." Turning, Kathryn started to walk to the helm when a transported beam appeared before her. Immediately she reached for her phaser but was too late, two men and two women appeared on her bridge. Pointing a phaser rifle directly at her head a tall dark man stared at her. She dropped her weapon when she realised that they weren't the only ones to have boarded. Another five men had beamed on strategically onto her bridge guns pointed at all members of her crew. She turned back to the man with the phaser to her head. Now she recognised him.
"Captain Chakotay." he smiled down at her.
From me: This is an AU story so forget all you thought you did except some stuff that you recognise. Remember that the characters may not always act how you expect them too. Enjoy and please send feedback. This is only the first chapter so if you like it and tell me that you like then I will post more.
"Fate Never Changes."
Kathryn Janeway looked around her home at Starfleet headquarters. Breathing in she inhaled all the familiar scents of home. Glancing at her chrono she gasped 'Oh no I'm gonna be late, that's gonna look good'. She was supposed to catch her transport in 15 minutes. One last look around and she left. Walking towards the transport station she let her memories drift back over the past year. It had been hell. The destruction of the 'Aida' was tragic. She had been the first officer on the ship for a long time. She would never have predicted that that part of her life would have ended so abruptly and with so much devastation. Traitors, she hated traitors. She would never have guessed that there would have been one on her ship. A grieving officer had placed explosives throughout the intrepid class ship. He had just learnt that his brother had died fighting the Marquis, while she understood his pain, she couldn't understand why he chose to go against the federation. It made no sense. (Kathryn supposed that she would never understand the full reasons.) Luckily for her and the two ensigns she was with, the bombs had gone off when she was on an away mission. She wasn't even supposed to be on the mission but her Captain had ordered her some time away from the ship. Everyone else aboard had died. The death of her Captain was one that affected her deeply; Mark Vincent had been one of her closest friends. She had become depressed. Blaming herself for the accident for not realising that something was wrong with one of her crew. That was her job. For surviving where others didn't. It had plagued on her mind, why she hadn't died and all those others had. When Kathryn eventually broke down Starfleet made her take leave of absence. She finally realised that she needed help. At first she had relied on her fiancée for support. Mark Johnson, the greater listener, the man who was supposed to love her with all his heart. He had promised that he would stay with her through her mourning. However the moment that her life had started to interfere with his work he had left, claiming that she needed time to herself to heal. Of course Kathryn understood, if she was brutally honest with herself she admitted that she was quite relieved. After Justin died he was a welcome relief from the loneliness but eventually he had become more of a burden. For six months after the accident, three after Mark had left her Kathryn wallowed in self pity before realising that she had been there before when her father and Justin died. She remembered something that Phoebe had told her back then, 'If you stare into the abyss long enough then the abyss will stare back'. Instead of relying on Phoebe this time to break her out of her slump, Kathryn had pulled herself together. She was determined to make something of her life. Returning to Starfleet had been hard but that had made her more willing to prove her. When Kathryn had been informed that she was to be promoted to Captain and given a new ship her resolve strengthened. Starfleet trusted her; she could trust herself again. They were giving her the newest ship in the fleet the 'Voyager'. It was the first of its kind and it was hers to command. She had been assigned a crew; a luxury Starfleet didn't have time to let Kathryn do her. She didn't mind all that much, it would be a nice surprise to see want standard of crewman Starfleet was willing to let her command. Kathryn broke from her reverie when she reached the transport. All her possessions had already been moved aboard. Kathryn smiled to herself. Not that she would admit it to anyone but she was excited. She had been Vincent's first officer for five years. She had had the chance for promotion for the majority of the that time, but knowing that the opportunity would be there when she wanted just persuaded her to stay, where she was happy. Now that her safety net had fallen Kathryn agreed to take the next step. Her crew was already on deep space nine; she was to join them shortly. Nodding to the Ensign working the transporter Kathryn began the first day of her new life.
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Captain Chakotay looked over the plans he had just received. Looking up at his 2nd in charge he frowned.
"Federation coming here? B'lla tell me your joking." B'Elanna Torres looked into her Captains eyes. She could see anger and hate. Sometimes it scared her but instances like this she could sympathise.
"Sorry Old man, from what we've been told, it's a new ship. The 'Voyager'. Apparently the Admirals at Starfleet want to get rid of the Marquis problem once and for all. They seem to think that by taking this cell into custody that it will be a big blow to our cause. The rest of us won't have a leg to stand on. They would be right. We need to act fast, get rid of this problem before it starts. They don't know that we know about them, we have the advantage let's use it." Chakotay got up and started pacing the room. It was dull a grey room with only a chair and table. Never the less it was his haven, well until now. They needed a plan and they needed one fast. He was not in the habit of destroying Federation ships needlessly but if this one was going to cause as much trouble as predicted then maybe he needed to change his policy.
"Tell me, who's the Captain?" He hoped that he didn't know who it was. It would make what he had to do so much easier. Oh he really didn't want to destroy the ship.
"No one knows. Jaren told me that it was supposed to be Admiral Paris's protege but he couldn't find out his name. Whoever it is, is gonna be good." B'Elanna paused. "Why? What are you thinking of doing?" Chakotay smiled grimly at B'Elanna, immediately she guessed his plan. "I guess it's the only way. I'll get everyone ready, we've got about three days before they get here." She walked out of the room leaving Chakotay alone with his thoughts. Could he really just destroy the ship, he didn't like the thought of killing all those innocent people. 'Maybe I don't have to.' An idea struck him suddenly. The more Chakotay thought about it the more he liked this new idea. Walking out of the room he spied Ayala standing guard outside his door. He had to give the man credit. At first Chakotay wasn't sure if he could trust the man. He had just appeared one day, but now the man was one of his best friends.
"Hey Ayala, contact B'Elanna for me, tell her I've got a new plan, one I guarantee she'll like." As an afterthought he added, "Tell her to bring Seska and Paris with her, we might need their input." Smiling at the man Chakotay went back into his room with a more positive attitude. This was going to be a turning point for the marquis one way or another.
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Kathryn stood on the bridge of her ship; it was empty the officers weren't due on board for another half an hour. She had walked around the entire ship before ending up here. 'Wow!' She thought. It was bigger then she had expected. It really was an amazing ship. Smelling the recycled air Kathryn realised that this was exactly what she needed. She was back where she belonged and now she was in charge. Heading to her ready room Captain Janeway prepared for her crew.
Two hours later she was ready to order the ship to disembark from deep space nine. After meeting all her crew and briefing them on the mission all she wanted to do was get underway, however she still had to talk to the Senior Staff. Her Chief of Security an annoying Vulcan named Tuvok had readily reminded her that protocol dictated that she had to discuss any problems before they left, apparently there was some problems that he needed to talk to her about concerning the crew. She groaned. 'Damn that Vulcan! I just knew he's going to be a real pain in the...' Kathryn was interrupted by the beep of her combadge.
"Cavitt to Janeway." Smiling she looked down at her combadge. Commander Cavitt was her first officer, just recently promoted and not very happy about working under a woman. She had read his file and learned that he was a brilliant officer just a little sexist. Starfleet Command hoped that she would be a good influence on him.
"Janeway here."
"I believe that you asked me to schedule a senior staff meeting in about five minutes, I just wanted to remind you." Kathryn had to stifle a laugh. This man was priceless.
"Thank you Commander, I hadn't forgotten."
"Just checking Captain. Cavitt out." Oh yes this was definitely going to be fun. Kathryn walked to the replicator and ordered a hot coffee, black of course. She just couldn't understand people who spoiled it by putting milk and sugar in. Grabbing her cup she left her Ready room and walked to the bridge. Turning she looked directly at Commander Cavitt he was sitting in his Command chair looking at a pad. Apparently he hadn't noticed her yet. Kathryn stood and waited for him to notice her. A deadly silence had come over the bridge as soon as she had walked in. It was the First officer's job to announce her. Coughing lightly she alerted him to her presence. Looking up he stared straight at his Captain. Scrambling to his feet he addressed the junior crew.
"Captain on the Bridge." Kathryn laughed and placed her free hand on his arm.
"A bit late for that Commander. We've got a meeting to attend." She turned still smiling and walked to the briefing room. Cavitt followed close behind very red in the face. Janeway walked into the room and faced her senior staff. They looked at her coffee mug and then at her. It seemed that they weren't expecting such informality from their Captain. They all relaxed visibly. She took her seat at the head of the table and observed her crew. On her left was Cavitt and her on right was Tuvok both looking very disapproving, she could only guess it was at her. Next she looked at her new Ops Chief, an Ensign called Kim, and he was very green, she hoped to be able to cure him of that. Next she looked at her Chief Engineer Lieutenant Tate. Rumoured to be one of the best engineer's n the fleet she was glad to have him with her. Seated next to him was her Helm Officer Lieutenant Stadi, she smiled, and it was nice to have another woman on the senior staff. Stadi smiled back. Opposite Stadi was her CMO, an officer called Lieutenant Jaren. Admiral Paris had told her that Jaren had specifically asked for this posting. It gave Janeway a bad feeling. Pushing it down she looked up and addresses her crew.
"Well before we leave Commander Tuvok has reminded me that e need to discussed all problems and questions that you might have." Turning to her right she looked directly at him. "Why don't you start Commander."
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"Chakotay, wait up." Chakotay turned round and saw Tom Paris running towards him. The kid was all right, a bit cocky but he truly believed in the cause. Chakotay supposed that it came from hearing about the Cardassians from his father, Admiral Paris. He had found Tom drinking in a bar in Marseilles. Chakotay had taken pity on the upset man and joined him, after talking for two hours about his problems Chakotay asked him to join the Marquis; Paris had jumped at the chance. Two years later and he relied on Tom almost as much as he did on B'Elanna.
"What is it Kid?"
"Don't call me kid." Chakotay smiled and ruffled Paris's hair. "We have received a transmission from Jeran, Voyager is on its way. They should be here in an hour."
"Good, we're ready for them. Is everything ready on his end?"
"Yes, when he receives the signal he'll cause a failure in all the main power relays, effectively leaving Voyager defenceless and open for the taking." Chakotay nodded.
"Excellent. Is everyone on board?"
"All present and accounted for. Boarding parties are ready and the crew staying on the base are ready to receive prisoners."
"Make sure they realise that no needless violence is to be used."
"They know Captain."
"Good." Chakotay was adamant about not harming the Starfleet crew until they got them back to base. "Lets get this show on the road." The two men turned and walked into the bridge of the Liberty. It was a stolen Cardassian warship that had been butchered by the Marquis. You wouldn't think from the outside that it belonged to Cardassia. It was unrecognisable as any known species warship but it was formidable none the less, and had plenty of gun power.
An hour later Voyager was visible in their view screen. Chakotay gave the order to send a signal to Jeran. The chaos erupted on the Starfleet vessel.
Kathryn Janeway looked around her bridge in shock. All the power had suddenly been drained from her ship, shields, weapons, all the primary power, the backup systems had been disabled. Her crew worked frantically to restore power.
"Ensign Kim, what the hell happened?" she looked directly at the young man at Ops.
"Someone from inside the ship has sabotaged all the systems, they had been encrypted and I can't get them back online. Communications within the ship are down and we are completely defenceless. The only thing working is emergency lighting and life support." Turning, Kathryn started to walk to the helm when a transported beam appeared before her. Immediately she reached for her phaser but was too late, two men and two women appeared on her bridge. Pointing a phaser rifle directly at her head a tall dark man stared at her. She dropped her weapon when she realised that they weren't the only ones to have boarded. Another five men had beamed on strategically onto her bridge guns pointed at all members of her crew. She turned back to the man with the phaser to her head. Now she recognised him.
"Captain Chakotay." he smiled down at her.