Star Trek Bonaparte

AN: So, here's my attempt at fusing the universes of Star Trek and Star Wars together. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think.

I own nothing but my OC's

Far, far away

Prologue

It is 2400, a new century dawns and it has been twenty five years since victory in the Dominion War and the Federation is rebuilding after the enormous casualties and the damage inflicted upon Star Fleet. With many of the ships destroyed in the fighting Star Fleet had to rebuild its vast armada of star ships, older models such as the Miranda and Excelsior Classes were fazed out of service and new designs, the Sovereign, the Defiant and the Pietas took their place.

Since the war technology had exploded across the Federation, the latest generation of star ships being equipped with technology more advanced than ever before and a new generation of officers join the ranks of Star Fleet, ready to do their part, to fill in the final corners of the map and to defend the Federation.

Yet, for the newly promoted Captain Samuel Lewis a very different adventure awaits him and his crew in a galaxy far, far away…

…

On board the shuttle leaving Star Fleet Command in San Francisco sat a man of forty years, well built with dark brown hair combed into a simple fashion. His uniform, of the new standard issue, was made of a black double-breasted tunic with red cuffs over a red under shirt. On the collar of his under shirt were placed four pips, the markings of a Captain. On his chest was a comm badge and in his hands was the technical data on his new ship.

'Most new Captains aren't reading on the way to their new ship,' the woman sitting across from him commented.

The man looked towards the famous woman, her features older than the classic image of her shown in documentaries but it was still her.

'I usually read when I'm excited, Admiral Janeway.'

'When I was first approaching Voyager by shuttle I couldn't stay away from the window.'

'With the reputation Voyager earned it's pretty appropriate.'

'I suppose so, Captain Lewis. Still, the Pietas Class is a Hell of a ship.'

'That's what I heard,' another said, a woman wearing a similar uniform to Lewis's, the only difference being her three pips instead of four.

She entered the compartment on the shuttle and sat down next to Admiral Janeway.

'Commander already Jess,' the Admiral said with a smile.

'All thanks to you Admiral.'

'When I taught that course at the Academy I knew you'd go far. Commander in just seven years.'

'It took a lot of hard work.'

'That's why I selected you for First Officer, Commander Woods,' Lewis told her.

'First Officer on a Pietas as well. The rest of my classmates must be jealous.'

'Promise me the two of you won't get carried away,' Janeway told them but there was a slight smile on her face.

'We'll try our best,' Lewis assured her. 'So, when will we get our mission briefing?'

'In your ready room. It is top secret after all.'

'I understand. I'm looking forward to hearing it though.'

'Oh to be young,' Janeway sighed.

'Admiral,' the pilot called over the shuttles comm system, 'we're coming up on the Bonaparte.'

'We'll be at the front soon,' she replied and looked at Woods and then at Lewis. 'Ready to see your ship?'

'Of course,' Lewis responded and eagerly stood up, following Janeway out into the cockpit of the shuttle where, through the large window, Lewis finally saw her.

'USS Bonaparte,' Woods said as she looked at her. 'NCC 92713.'

The ship was an incredible sight, a long, extended saucer section slightly higher than the secondary hull, a large gold and black deflector dish was on the front of the secondary hull which also supported four warp nacelles, two above it and two below.

'She's a beauty,' Lewis commented at the sight.

'I know she is,' said Janeway. 'She's also one of the most powerful star ships ever built.'

'Aren't they making fifteen of them?' asked Lewis.

'Yes, this is the fifth. The others are Pietas, Themistocles, Enterprise F, Bromhead and, of course, the Bonaparte.'

'Warp 9.8 for nearly two days safely,' said Woods. 'I can't wait.'

'Yes, she's fast,' Janeway agreed. 'And she's all yours Captain.'

'We have clearance to dock,' said the pilot. 'Airlock One.'

'Take us in Ensign,' Lewis ordered him.

'Yes sir.'

So, they flew past the Bonaparte, all the while Lewis admired the view of his ship, as he waited for the shuttle to reach the airlock which, at last it managed to do, docking on the brim of the saucer section.

'Let's get going,' said Lewis. 'You first Admiral.'

'It's your ship, Captain.'

'I think it's only right that as an Admiral you should enter the ship first.'

'Captain Lewis, take some advice. You need to show them that this is your ship. In the old days back when we had sailing ships there was a saying, a captain is master before God. It means you, as a captain, are in command of your ship. I might be an Admiral but this is your ship. You take the lead then me and Woods will follow. Good luck.'

'Thank you, Admiral.'

So Lewis stepped up to the rear door of the shuttle connected to the airlock as it opened revealing the inside of his ship, the corridor was lined on both sides by Starfleet officers wearing uniforms lined with yellow and leading them were two men. One was a Vulcan with blue lining on his uniform and the other was a Bajoran with yellow.

'Welcome to the Bonaparte, Captain Lewis,' the Vulcan said to him. 'I am Lieutenant Commander Sunik, your second officer.'

'Good to meet you Mister Sunik,' he said and shook his hand before turning to the red head Bajoran. 'Lieutenant Winn?'

'It's good to meet you sir,' he responded and shook his hand. 'Tactical Officer.'

'The pleasure's mine.'

…

Captain Lewis's quarters were undecorated but once his personal effects arrived the next day he expected that they would soon feel like home. There was a large living room, one wall had several large windows overlooking the portside of the vessel, a bedroom and an office. In the living room were several couches and an arm chair, a table with some chairs sitting around it. Lewis had occupied the arm chair the second he saw it, Janeway and Woods each taking a different couch. Janeway was returning from the rooms replicater with a large mug of black coffee and took a long, slow sip before she began to explain.

'The first mission of the USS Bonaparte is one that Starfleet command sees as vital,' she explained. 'Do you know about someone called Doctor Shemmer?'

'Shemmer?' Lewis asked. 'Rings a bell.'

'Isn't he one of the leading minds in the field of propulsion?' asked Woods.

'Well done Jess. Doctor Shemmer has been leading a top secret project for five years now, for a long time it was just a theory but now it could become a reality. He helped design the Pietas Class with this project in mind.'

'Now I'm excited,' Lewis told her and it was true.

'He has designed something called a Hyperdrive Engine. I'm no expert but it allows a ship to enter a parallel plane of reality and travel along Hyperspace Lanes. It could send a vessel across the galaxy far faster than even the fastest warp ship should manage. If we had this on Voyager we would have made it back in a week.'

'So this is the next great step in star ship design?' asked Lewis.

'Exactly. If this technology fell into the wrong hands it could be disastrous, so all previous tests have been done in remote systems on old Miranda Class. However, it's time for a real test of the Hyperdrive for a ship specially designed for it.'

'The Bonaparte.'

'Exactly. The Hyperdrive is to be installed at Space Dock and then you will travel by Hyperspace to Vulcan and then you will return to Earth. With the Hyperdrive it will take less than eight hours to get there and back.'

'That's incredible,' said Woods, clearly, she was as stunned at this as Lewis. 'We could, I don't know, we could transport relief supplies anywhere far faster than before, we could, we could do anything that involves moving faster.'

'That's the idea Jess,' Janeway told the energetic young woman. 'Captain Lewis, the installation of the Hyperdrive will take two weeks. Until then, you can get used to running your ship.'

'I appreciate it.'

'In that case,' the Admiral said and then finished her coffee, 'I'll let you get to it. Good with your new ship Captain Lewis.'

'Thank you, Admiral,' the two of them shook hands, Janeway doing the same with Woods before she stood up to leave.

…

Main Engineering of the Bonaparte was a large chamber, the main operations area of Engineering was om Deck 18 and the large column of the Warp Core reached up through three more decks. His crew members walked around the room working at various consoles, but the main area of focus was the large new reactor being installed behind the Warp Core, connected to the main power. It had been a week since he had taken command of the Bonaparte, since then work on the Hyperdrive had been proceeding at a good pace, or so he hoped. Lewis had not been an Engineer, he had spent his career in the tactical department before rising through the ranks to the captain's chair.

'What can I do for you, Captain?' asked a very tall and unusually thin man in his early fifties, his hair dark grey and slicked back, his sleeves rolled up past his elbows.

'Just curious about the new engine,' he answered the man. 'Is the work going well Mister Wilson?'

'Not bad actually,' he answered. 'This Doctor Shemmer did a good job at designing the Hyperdrive.'

'This vessel was designed for a Hyperdrive. I'm guessing it's fitting in like a glove.'

'You could say that, Captain,' said another man, just a few years older than Lewis, wearing a Star Fleet engineering uniform. 'Your Chief Engineer here's been doing a fantastic job. He's a great officer.'

'Good to hear. In just a week we'll be heading out with this. It's one for the history books.'

'I hope so,' Doctor Shemmer responded with a grin.

…

After this he proceeded back to his quarters which had his personal belongings in now, although most of them, his clothes, important belongings and the like, were still in boxes, although the dog bed he had placed in the corner of the living room was occupied by the most precious thing he had brought with him, a large black and white border collie with a leather collar displaying a copper badge with the name "Harry". As soon as he entered his room, Harry jumped out of his bed and rushed to Lewis before sitting down expectantly right in front of the Captain.

'Wait,' Lewis told the dog in the same tone he'd use to his crew as he walked to the box of dog treats on the coffee table, pulled out one of them, and then tossed it through the air, Harry instantly jumping up and catching it with his jaws. 'Good boy,' Lewis declared and, as the dog swallowed the treat, the collie rushed towards Lewis as he collapsed on the couch, Harry jumping up next to him and giving Lewis three quick licks.

Lewis always laughed when his dog behaved like this, stroking the pet as he did while he enjoyed a few minutes of peace and quiet.

'Now then Harry,' he said and looked his dog straight in the face, 'we're on an important mission and as Captain's best friend, you have to be on best behaviour. Understand?'

Harry just cocked his head to one side and Lewis patted him gently again.

AN: So, I hope you enjoyed this and please let me know what you think. Please review, I love to read reviews.

Also, if you want to get an idea of what the USS Bonaparte looks like check out my drawings on my Deviantart account, MisterJJAndrews.

Have a nice day, I hope you enjoyed.