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The Collective
By Amy & Amber
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He walked past the consoles, conduits, pipes, machinery, and hibernating Borg. He had a purpose in his stride. He was going to the assimilation chamber. But, not to be assimilated. He was already part of the collective. No, he was going to watch one of his dear old friends be assimilated into the hive. He got to the chamber and entered his name into the computer. Locutus. He turned and walked into the chamber, and saw the Klingon struggling to free himself. The Borg in charge of assimilating ignored his struggles. Locutus walked up to the Klingon so the Klingon could see his face. "Resistance is futile," he said. The Klingon gave a huge bellow, and almost ripped free of the assimilation chair. Before he could, though, the needle came down and pierced his head. Worf gave another howl, but was abruptly stopped as he was slowly assimilated into the collective.
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Chapter One
Captain Jean-Luc Picard, of the USS Enterprise, woke with a start. He was sweating fiercely, and he was afraid. He had been having these nightmares again and again since Commander Shelby had told him that the Enterprise was to go to the Klingon Neutral Zone to patrol for Klingon-Borg activities. He put on his uniform, deciding that at a time like this, right after a nightmare, it would be best to go to the bridge. He was about to walk out of his room, when his communicator chirped. He hit it, and said, "Captain here."
"Captain," he heard first officer Commander Riker say, "Commander Shelby is on subspace frequency twelve. She says she has the replacement for Ensign Crusher."
"Oh, good," Picard said. "I'll take it right away."
He sat down at his desk and opened the link to Commander Shelby, who was in charge of the continued Federation efforts to keep the Borg under control.
"Hello, Captain, how are you?" Commander Shelby's face smiled at Picard from his console.
"Fine, Commander, thank you. I heard that you've found the replacement for Ensign Crusher?" Ensign Wesley Crusher, Dr. Crusher's son, had gone to the Starfleet Academy two days before the Enterprise had gotten assigned to the new mission.
"Yes, Captain," Shelby said, "and I think that you'll find her an adequate replacement. But, you'll have to pick her up off of Vulcan. Her name is L'Arrin."
Captain Picard was surprised. "My new crew member is a Vulcan?"
Shelby paused for a moment, then said, "As far as I know. Anyway, she'll be waiting for you on Spacedock 12 in three and a half days." Picard nodded, acknowledging that, and he ended the communication. Then he went up to the bridge and had Commander Data change course to rendezvous with L'Arrin on Vulcan.
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What's gonna happen next?? You will have to keep reading to find out!! Please R&R!
:-)
The Collective
By Amy & Amber
_____________________________________________________________________________________
He walked past the consoles, conduits, pipes, machinery, and hibernating Borg. He had a purpose in his stride. He was going to the assimilation chamber. But, not to be assimilated. He was already part of the collective. No, he was going to watch one of his dear old friends be assimilated into the hive. He got to the chamber and entered his name into the computer. Locutus. He turned and walked into the chamber, and saw the Klingon struggling to free himself. The Borg in charge of assimilating ignored his struggles. Locutus walked up to the Klingon so the Klingon could see his face. "Resistance is futile," he said. The Klingon gave a huge bellow, and almost ripped free of the assimilation chair. Before he could, though, the needle came down and pierced his head. Worf gave another howl, but was abruptly stopped as he was slowly assimilated into the collective.
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Chapter One
Captain Jean-Luc Picard, of the USS Enterprise, woke with a start. He was sweating fiercely, and he was afraid. He had been having these nightmares again and again since Commander Shelby had told him that the Enterprise was to go to the Klingon Neutral Zone to patrol for Klingon-Borg activities. He put on his uniform, deciding that at a time like this, right after a nightmare, it would be best to go to the bridge. He was about to walk out of his room, when his communicator chirped. He hit it, and said, "Captain here."
"Captain," he heard first officer Commander Riker say, "Commander Shelby is on subspace frequency twelve. She says she has the replacement for Ensign Crusher."
"Oh, good," Picard said. "I'll take it right away."
He sat down at his desk and opened the link to Commander Shelby, who was in charge of the continued Federation efforts to keep the Borg under control.
"Hello, Captain, how are you?" Commander Shelby's face smiled at Picard from his console.
"Fine, Commander, thank you. I heard that you've found the replacement for Ensign Crusher?" Ensign Wesley Crusher, Dr. Crusher's son, had gone to the Starfleet Academy two days before the Enterprise had gotten assigned to the new mission.
"Yes, Captain," Shelby said, "and I think that you'll find her an adequate replacement. But, you'll have to pick her up off of Vulcan. Her name is L'Arrin."
Captain Picard was surprised. "My new crew member is a Vulcan?"
Shelby paused for a moment, then said, "As far as I know. Anyway, she'll be waiting for you on Spacedock 12 in three and a half days." Picard nodded, acknowledging that, and he ended the communication. Then he went up to the bridge and had Commander Data change course to rendezvous with L'Arrin on Vulcan.
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What's gonna happen next?? You will have to keep reading to find out!! Please R&R!
:-)