Okay, this one is going to get a little complicated with jumping between different time frames.
However, it will all make sense as it goes on.
Star Trek: The Newton Incident
Too Fight For the Future
Location: Deep Space.
Starship: Federation Timeship USS Newton.
Registry: NCV-9549641-C.
Time: 22:30 Hours.
In The 29th Century.
Following the short lineage of its name, the USS Newton named after the famed 18th century Scientist Sir Isaac Newton, hung motionless in deep space near what was once called the Romulan Neutral Zone as her Captain sat at her console awaiting the arrival of one of her officers from an observation mission into the past. The young officer was one of the top agents she had worked with; his mission was to observe the defeat of Darius III of Persia at the hands of Alexander of Macedon. Since historical records of that time where less then accurate it was, a mission of top priority to observe the violent battle that ended the reign of Darius III. Humming too herself and tapping her nails on the console before she awaited the signal that he was ready to return.
"Captain, Please stop that!" A voice called out.
Looking up from her console, she almost laughed as the Ferengi Lieutenant looked at her with a look of almost anger on his face.
"Ohh, sorry. This is the part I hate the most"
"Yes Ma'am, we have all noticed" He said sharply. "You do realise Ma'am that you could have sent a drone through, rather then our top researcher"
"I do, but a drone does not give the best details… the emotions of the battle field, the sounds, the smells, the anger and violence of such a pivotal conflict. Besides, once the mission was briefed… Karl was the first to volunteer. Hell, I wanted to go!" She laughed.
"I believe that a long list was formed Ma'am"
"Yeah, Alexander was not called 'The Great' for nothing; this was a pivotal battle in his campaign. Besides, if his cloak failed… Karl could handle himself"
Laughing slightly, S'Var turned back too his console as it began to beep.
"Getting the signal Ma'am… He's ready too return"
"Lock onto him, bring him home Lieutenant" She smiled.
"Yes Ma'am" He nodded. "Locking on… I've got him. He's coming through now Captain"
With all eyes of the bridge crew on the transporter platform, the awaited with baited breath as figure of a tall muscular man began to materialise and finally step off the platform wearing te robes of Alexander's warriors in 326-BC. Smiling he stepped off the platform as Monroe walked towards him.
"How was it?" She said with interest.
"Amazing, absolutely amazing. His tactics where flawless…"
"Nice!" She grunted with excitement. "I assume you took a few scans?"
"Whoops, I forgot" He laughed. "Of course, it's all in here!" He said as he raised his recording device.
"Excellent. First order of business, take a shower, get some rest… then report to the briefing room in the morning"
"That bad?" He said after he smelled his robes.
"Very…"
"I didn't want to say Commander" S'Var laughed.
"Ha-ha! You can not imagine what it was like Captain, it was just purely amazing"
"Did you step in something Karl?"
"Ohh, sorry" He laughed.
"Take off those sandals; I don't want to be smelling that on the bridge for the next few days. Bridge to Engineering, send a clean-up crew up here on the double. Good to have you back Karl" She smiled.
The next morning, the senior staff had gathered in the briefing room next to the bridge as Karl ran over his report while on the viewscreen, the visual record played out before them.
"… And this was a great move; Alexander hid his warriors behind his horses, as he appeared to leave the battlefield, then… here. He turned to rejoin the battle while his warriors on foot attacked the Persian cavalry, it was perfect"
"Had fun did you Karl?" S'Var smiled.
"Yes, I did. The sounds and smell was intense, his tactics where flawless"
"How close did you get to the battle Karl?" Asked the First Officer.
"Very close, had I not been under the phase cloak, I'll have been hacked up a few times over. I was so close I saw the look in Alexander's eyes as he fought on foot, the intelligence the pure focus in his eyes was so intense"
Laughing slightly, Lieutenant Commander Cameron Marcus leaned forwards as he replied.
"Alexander had the reputation as quite the intense man; I once had the honour of observing him solve the problems of the Gordium Knot"
"The What?" S'Var said quickly.
"The Gordium Knot, sometimes called the Gordian Knot, apparently whoever would solve the 'Impossible Problem' would rule the known world, thousands tried and all failed. Alexander, studied the problem and with his usual… passion for thinking 'outside of the box' took his sword and cut it open, effectively untying it"
"People, people, we're getting off the subject here. Karl, I want you too write up a brief on your observations… we're due to return home in two months, I'll set up a meeting with Command on this"
"Yes Ma'am"
"Marcus, what is our next… little assignment?"
"Umm… Nothing Ma'am, just a routine patrol as always" He sighed.
"Wow! Intense" She laughed. "Dismissed. Karl, stay behind please"
As her crew left, she remained seated as the doors behind her closed, in her short time as Commander of the Newton, she had overseen many missions back in time and on occasion had the pleasure of backwards travel herself, however her next task would be a difficult one.
"What the hell where you thinking Karl?"
"Ma'am?" He said slowly.
"Your objective was to observe the battle, not Alexander. Suppose your cloak had failed… mid battle"
"I thought of that, I can handle myself… Kern taught me a lot before…"
"I know what happened damn it. You where out of line Chief, you went off the mission, on your… own personal assignment"
"Captain I…" He said slowly.
"I know Karl; you're the best that's why you're here. Do you have any idea how many strings I had to pull and favours I had too call in to get you on this ship?"
"Umm… A lot?"
"More. The Relativity wasn't going to let you go, I had to trade for you. Trade something… important to me"
"What?" He smiled.
"That's personal. I'm not going to inform command of this…" Quietly she sighed. "… I'll tell them it was… my idea, to get a full visual of the battle"
"Thank you Captain"
"Don't thank me yet Karl, You're grounded effective immediately"
"Captain?" He said with disbelief.
"You will hand in all equipment used for backwards travel and report to sickbay for a full medical"
"Captain, I'm fine" He said with disbelief.
"My choice is final Mister Walker; you are grounded from back-travel for six months. Because of your spotless record call it… call it… a little rest. You seem happier in the past, take some time to relax Walker, once we reach Earth… kick back and relax, you deserve it"
"IS that final Ma'am?"
"Yes… I'm sorry. As far as the crew will be concerned… you're taking your shore leave you've mounted up"
"Thank you Ma'am" He sighed with a heavy heart.
"Dismissed!"
Location: Starbase Twelve.
Starship: Federation Starship USS Enterprise.
Registry: NCC-1701.
Time: 08:05 Hours.
In The 23rd Century.
After an unusual week, Captain James T. Kirk packed his bags for a much needed shore leave on the tropical planet below, on his own authority he had contact Admiral Jason MacLeod and requested the use of his personal home on the planet below, a small wooden house built overlooking the vast pale blue ocean that covered almost half the tropical planet. But it was more then the tropical planet and private beach that had caught his attention, it was what the home came with that he really enjoyed. A large stable to the rear of the house that housed several large Terran Horses and a private trail path around the beach and surrounding tropical forest that had caught his eye. Several years ago, before he took Command of the Enterprise, he was a guest of the then Captain.
Smiling too himself he packed away several books and reports on the ship as his Half-Vulcan First Officer continued with his reports.
"… And the Starboard side is due to beam down at 09:30 hours for shore leave"
"What about you Spock?"
"I will remain onboard the Enterprise. With Mister Scott on leave, I will oversee the installation of the new equipment"
"Spock, it's been almost two years since you took some leave. Please, enjoy yourself while we have the chance"
"Vulcanains do not… 'Enjoy one's self' as you put it. It is illogical to expend energy in the search of rest" He said with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, I know Spock. I got that a few years ago, Spock… relax then. Take some time to read or meditate or what ever it is that you do"
"My time will be best suited to overseeing the installation of the new equipment and repair of the Warp Engines Jim"
Zipping up his bag, he picked it up and threw it over his shoulder as he looked at his First Officer and closest friend before he replied with a smile.
"What ever Spock. I can't order you too relax. Do me a favour though… Don't contact me unless it's urgent, I plan to sit back looking at the ocean with a book, maybe even take out a horse for a ride"
"As you wish" He nodded.
"Spock… Never mind"
With a slight spring in his step, he walked towards the door of his personal quarters with Spock at his side as always, slowly they walked through the ship towards the shuttlebay, pressing the controls on shuttlecraft 1701/7 he turned and smiled as he threw his bag inside the small auxiliary craft before he spoke once more.
"Take good care of my ship Spock. Ohh one thing, how is Ensign Monroe?"
"She has been discharged from Sickbay and ordered to rest in her quarters. Doctor McCoy has equipped her with a medical scanner. For the moment she is confined to the ship for medical reasons, Mister Scott apparently got too her in time. Why the sudden interest in Ensign Monroe?"
"No reason…" He smiled. "Isn't she due for a promotion? Her record is spotless"
"I will look into it Jim"
"Do that. You know she was a Security Officer before being transferred to Engineering as a Warp Field Specialist?"
"I believe so. May I ask a question Captain?"
"Of course" He laughed.
"For the past day, you seem unusually…"
"Happy?" He laughed.
"Indeed"
"Well, it's not everyday we stop off here for shore leave, a tropical planet with a Starbase. Besides, it's been an unusual week"
"Captain, the last seven days have been uneventful, with the exception of the Ion Storm" He said with a raised eyebrow.
"Umm… that's what I mean, when has anyone recorded a class fourteen Ion storm and survived?"
"Not to my knowledge"
"See what I mean? Well I should get going… see you in two weeks Spock"
"As you wish. I believe the appropriate salutation is… have fun Jim"
"Wow Spock, I sense hope for you, your Human side is starting to show"
"I see no reason to insult me Captain"
"And yet another joke. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone… Bye Bones!" He smiled.
As Kirk entered the Shuttle Craft, Spock turned slowly as Doctor Leonard McCoy stood with his arms folded smiling at the First Officer.
"I knew it, deep down in that cold pit you call a heart, is a comedian screaming to be let loose"
"Doctor, do you not have work to do?"
"Nope… All finished" He smiled.
"Why are you here?"
"No reason… Glad I am though. Spock did I ever tell you about the time on Salis Three?"
"Not to my recollection Doctor"
"Funny story, I know you're going to like it…"
With a smile on his face, Doctor McCoy placed his arm around his friend's shoulder as he walked with him towards the shuttlebay airlock as he spoke.
"It was eight years ago when I met a rather unusual Vulcan, he had experimented with emotions, but that wasn't the unusual thing, I was in a night club on Salis Three when the host of the evening, a hilarious Andorian announced a new guest to the stage. You see ol' Buddy it was a comedy club… the next guest was an unusual man wearing a headband… he performed his act that was the funniest thing I have ever seen. At the end of his set he removed his headband; he was a Vulcan, which made his act more hilarious…"
Slowly and much to the annoyance of the First Officer, McCoy continued his story as the airlock closed behind them. Slowly the shuttlecraft lifted off the flight deck and disappeared into the dark airless vacuum of space on a heading towards the planet below.
Location: Deep Space.
Starship: Federation Timeship USS Newton.
Registry: NCV-9549641-C.
Time: 03:15 Hours. (Day Two)
In The 29th Century.
Sleeping comfortably in her bed, Julia Monroe awoke to the sound of her personal communications computer beeping, forcing her awake. Groaning she opened her eyes as the lighting level in the room begun to slowly raise until she stepped out of her bed and pulled a robe around her as she spoke.
"Stop lighting. Computer, what is the time?"
"Current ship time is, 03:15 hours"
"Damn it, can't I sleep on this tugboat?" She groaned.
Slowly, she walked towards her computer and activated the system, almost instantly a face appeared on her computer screen as she stood too attention while holding her robe closed.
"Commissioner Gordon. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I hope I did not disturb you Captain"
"No Ma'am, I was due to wake up in four hours anyway… you should have called fifteen minutes ago. I was awake then"
"Forgive me Captain, but I have some disturbing news from Anubis Colony…"
"Aww don't tell me" She sighed,
"I am afraid so Captain. Prisoner 8943-75-9-Charlie and 3634-08-0-Beta have escaped"
"WHAT?" She yelled.
"I am forwarding the report to your system as I speak Captain"
"I though Anubis Colony was an unbreakable Penal Colony?"
"Apparently, they found a way around that. They have disappeared into time, but we think we have a way of tracking them"
"Madam Commissioner, The last time Anders disappeared into time… it was almost impossible to track him, as if he belonged wherever he landed"
"Yes Captain, I read the rather lengthy report. Which brings me to why I called you…"
"I wondered about that" She yawned.
"According too your last report, one man stopped Anders, twice. And judging by the… evidence left in his cell we believe he is after one man. A man he intends to remove him from history"
"Ohh don't tell me"
"I'm sorry Captain; he is after none other then…"
"Jim Kirk!" She sighed.
"We believe so; I am sending you everything we have. You know what damage it will do to the timeline if Kirk is removed from history. That is the reason I called you Captain, you have worked with Kirk, you know him, you have developed him as an asset in the 23rd Century. Now you have to protect him"
"What am I authorised to do and to tell him?" She said with a sigh.
"Proceed as you see fit Captain Monroe. As you know we have several 'Safe-Houses' throughout history that are protected by Temporal Agents, if you need to… use one of those"
"Forgive me for saying so Commissioner, but both Anders and his companion know where and when those safe-houses are. If I am to protect him, I should bring him here, back to the Newton"
"Negative, Kirk already knows too much about the course of history, he may learn too much if he is brought back to this timeframe. It may be possible to hide him in the past, at least the past for him"
A slight smile crept across her face as she spoke slowly.
"Of course, I think I know the perfect time Ma'am. What about Anders and his companion? Shall I send out a team to look for him?"
"Not needed Captain, all agents throughout the timeline have been notified. Protect the asset Captain, that is your primary responsibility. Starfleet Temporal Commission out"
The screen changed to the logo of the Temporal Commission before deactivating, yawning once more she walked towards her wardrobe and begun to pull on a clean uniform before leaving her quarters. After a brief walk through her ship, she entered the bridge with a slight yawn as the startled night shift looked around.
"Mister Janis, we've just received new orders sent directly to my console, please transfer it too the ready room, get everyone up. We're in for a long night"
"Yes Ma'am?" He said slowly.
