Chapter 1 Earth Stardate 78947.3
"Put ship on red alert!"
"Captain we should abandon ship now the Borg can defeat us easily! The warp core is breaking off!"
"Ok… Abandon ship, I repeat Abandon ship!"
The starfleet officer's eyes opened before it got to the worst part of the flash back.
Five Hours Later…
Commander Miles Whitehead waited to board the shuttle. The bright sun shone on his starfleet badge, causing a reflection of bright light. It was the elite boarding vehicle for senior officers. This was his first time in space for three years; the time it had took to build a new ship. His crew had abandoned the previous vessel. His rank was commander, but was often referred to as first officer. Until their previous ship had been destroyed he was a lieutenant commander - a pilot. His previous Captain had died and they wanted the crew to be the same. So everybody was ranked up. He lost the job of pilot and was made first officer. In a way, he was depressed but then again was a first officer and had leadership duties. He was important!
His starfleet uniform had red and black stripes that ran diagonally across his chest. The trousers were completely black. Uniforms are colour coded, red is bridge crew, yellow is security and engineering. The third colour is blue which is science and medical. All designs were the same, the diagonal colour and black stripes on the shirt.
On the boarding shuttle, Miles sat next to the captain, Julius Bait. As the small boarding shuttle reached the edge of the atmosphere, their new ship was sighted. The USS Armada.
It was docked. Ready to be boarded. Miles had watched its progress while the external area was built on earth, until it was taken up to the space dock to finish of being constructed.
It was different to most other starfleet vessels. For starters it didn't have the usual saucer shape of a starfleet vessel. It was triangular instead. The stardrive system was now updated, there was now four (one below the triangle and three above) instead of the standard three (one below and two above). The bridge was the dome shape in the center of the triangle.
The boarding shuttles reached the docking bay. The crew walked through the gangways onto the USS Armada. Miles and Julius strutted along the hallways to the turbolift.
"Captain were shall we go first?" asked Miles.
"We have been assigned a mission. We need to go to Kronos. The federation has created a peace treaty. We need to hand it over to the Klingon empire. Persuade them to sign it.
Then go to Romulus and do exactly the same thing, with a different peace treaty though," said Julius.
"Then what?"
"We will decide when we get to it."
The turbolift arrived at the bridge.
"Captain on bridge," yelled Socac, the Armada's new Klingon Pilot.
The bottle of champagne floated towards the Armada's hull. This was the christening. It smashed and the crew cheered! The USS Armada was officially a federation starship.
"Socac set course for Kronos. Warp 11."
"Yes captain!"
The Armada had a maximum warp of 15, due to the extra stardrive system.
In a blink of an eye they arrived at the Klingon homeworld, Kronos.