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Main Bridge, USS Enterprise, 0813 hrs. (8:13 a.m.)
"Re-wrought all power to armor!" Shouted Captain Picard, as the dark bridge rumbled from the weapons fire. The bridge rocked again, as a disrupter blast hit the ships outer armor of the ship.
"Armor integrity down to twenty-three percent!" Said lieutenant commander Wrof, as he climbed back over to his partly shattered station.
"Main power is beginning to fail..." Shouted commander Wildman from the Ops station.
"Captain, they're coming back around for another attack!" Came Wrof. The bridge shuttered again as the rapidness the disrupter fire hit them again.
"Helm, prepare to engage the Renamon maneuver..." Said Captain Picard. Both commander Wrof and the ensign at the helm gave him questioning looks.
"Sir, in order to engage that maneuver, we will be forced to expose all of the weapons arrays..." Came commander Data, the first officer of the Enterprise.
"Noted commander, helm prepare to-"
"Direct hit! Phasers are off-line!" Shouted Wrof, as a fire began to start where the panel had exploded. Suddenly, a bright blue appeared on the screen. As the light filters came on, the distinct outline of a time glass shape took form.
"Na- oh- mi..." Came the disembodied voice out of commander Wildman's digivice. She picked it up, and looked at the screen.
"Leomon?" Said Naomi, as the strange blue symbol appeared again.
"It is time!" Echoed the other voice, as it shouted its message.
"Who are you?" Asked the commander.
"There's no time! Use the spirit! I'm sending you a program to help..." Echoed the other voice, as the white-blue light appeared around Naomi's left hand again. The computer bleeped, as gigaquads of new data began to download into the computer.
Err, errr... "Download, complete. Activating battlesphere program..." Said the computer.
"Captain, a shield is forming around the ship, and it's filling with atmosphere!" Said lieutenant commander Wrof from the tactical station.
"Na- oh mi... Use the spirit... Now!" Came the voice from the digivice again. Naomi gave the strange device one more look, before standing up.
"Captain... Beam me out." Said Naomi. Captain Picard opened his mouth in protest, but closed it, just as another blast rumbled throughout the ship.
"Commander Wrof, lock on to commander Wildman, and beam her out of the ship..." Ordered Picard, in his usual French accent. Naomi nodded, just as the transporter caught her, and beamed her out of the ship.
Main Bridge, UTS Deadalus, 1001 hrs. (10:01 a.m.)
"Current ETA at Sol: fifteen minutes." Said Takuya from the helm, as he gave his scheduled update to captain Nanoka.
"Good... Rika to engineering, how long until repairs are complete?" Asked Rika. The came to life, almost all of the crackle from before was now gone as the ensign Replyed.
"Engineering, total repairs will be complete within the hour, but we'll still need a complete retrofit." Replyed the ensign. Rika frowned, while it was true that the ship would need a complete overhaul, she just didn't think that it would be possible until either the next shipyard was complete, or there was room at the current one. She looked to the engineering station, where Impmon was sitting, looking at the dysfunctional D-ark that at one time, was his tamers. Rika looked away, as she remembered there faces. They had both been drawn into this hell involuntarily, and she had done nothing to stop it. Everyone had lost someone, something, in that war, but now there was a chance to stop it all... The turbolift doors opened, as Renamon stepped out holding PADD. She walked over to the tactical station. Now that she thought about it, cadet Kanabara was the only person on board who hadn't suffered, not as they did.
"Captain... Rika!" Shouted Renamon. Rika turned towards her. She had a worried look on her face. She still held the PADD that she had walked in with. Rika could see a few words written on it, but nothing particularly jumped out at her.
"Captain, I think you should see this..." Said the lieutenant, as she handed Rika the PADD. She looked at the heading, and nearly jumped, as she read the words 'Section 31 Starship report'. Renamon looked at her worriedly.
"Where did you find this?" Asked Rika, fearing the answer.
"In the memory core back-up. It was hidden in a ghost directory." Replyed Renamon. She looked back to the file again, just to make shore that she had seen it. She looked at the data mining log, and saw the last stardate logged: Stardate 63598.2. She scrolled down farther, and saw that some of the data had obviously, been fragmented. Which made sense, after all, why would it stop recording after being on for three years after the journey back in time? She looked at the date when it had begun recording again: Stardate 798563114498553636954.1... This morning. Exactly sixty-one hundred years after the battle. She thought it was strange the way it had counted every star-hour. The bridge jolted, as the deck-planting felt as if it was stretching further.
"Helm, statues!" Said Rika, as she stood from the command chair.
"I don't know... We just started to speed-up... I'm trying to condensate..." Replyed Takuya. The memory of when he had piloted that rocket from the blue moon of the Digital World pooped into his head. He tried to pushed it to the back of his mind. The comm beeped.
"Bridge..." Said Rika, as she tapped her commbadge.
"Engineering, sorry about the turbulence... We just finished repairs on the port nacelle. Lowering power output, now." Said the ensign. Rika crossed her arms in annoyance, the ship didn't slow down.
Ber beerp. "Speed increasing to warp four...Warp four point six, warp five!" Came Takuya from the helm.
"Aeh, whatta' doin' down err, huh?" Da' thing's not supposed ta go dat fast!" Shouted Impmon. Another jolt rocked the ship, and Rika felt the deck-plating squeeze back, as their speed slowed.
"Captain, the port nacelle is off-line. Speed holding at warp three point four. New ETA, one minute, fifty seconds." Came Takuya from the helm, as he gave another update. Rika plopped back down into the command chair.
"Hold speed cadet." Replyed Rika. She began to feel a pain behind her left eye, which felt like someone was attempting to drill a hole there. She began to think about how she was going to explain all of this to her first officer, and everyone else for that matter...
Main Sickbay, USS Prometheous, 1008 hrs. (10:08 a.m.)
"Commander, how long until main power's back online?" Asked Captain Fink over the ships comm. Static crackled, as the chief engineer replied.
"We'll be back up to full main power in about nineteen minutes..." Replyed lieutenant commander Barkley over the comm. Fink shifted restlessly on the edge of his bio-bed.
"Acknowledged... Bridge out." Said Fink, as he closed the channel. He always hated having to make repairs. Not because of the layover, but because he can only watch as others make the repairs to his ship. He looked over to the other side of sickbay, where the doctor was still helping other patients. He looked at the PADD again, where the ship, and fleet damage report was laid out for him... Luckily, they're were only light casualties, and no planetary, or stationary casualties. He thought about asking the doctor if he could go yet, after all, he was fine now...
"Alright, get out; you're taking up valuable bed space..." Came the synthetic voice of the doctor. Fink turned to confirm that his ears weren't deceiving him. He looked up at the simulated face of an E.M.H. Mark two.
"You can go now captain..." Repeated the doctor. Fink arched an eyebrow.
"Really? I thought you-"
"...Your cranial scan came back negative... You have absolutely no neural tissue damage, your free to leave the dungeon..." Said the doctor, answering the captain's question before he could even finish.
"Alriiiiigggghhht..." Said the captain, as he slid off the bed. The doctor put his hand on Fink's shoulder.
"I want you to be back in here tomorrow for a check-up. Is that clear?" Asked the doctor. Fink snickered.
"Well, if I don't, you'll harass me until I do? Won't you?" Asked Fink. The doctor couldn't help but laugh too.
"So we understand..." Replyed the doctor. The captain just grinned, as he started walking towards the doors, when the red alert klaxons began to sound. The grin that had been on his face disappeared, as he reached for his comm-badge.
"Fink to bridge... Commander, what's going on now?" Asked the captain. He really wasn't in the mood right now to be in another firefight.
"Captain, we've detected another vessel incoming... Working to identify." Replyed the commander.
"Alright, I'm on my way to the bridge. Fink out." Said Gene, as he trotted trough the doors, and started heading for the nearest turbolift.
Main Bridge, USS Prometheous, 1013 hrs. (10:13 a.m.)
"Lieutenant, can you identify the ship yet?" Asked commander Wriggly from the command chair. She has monitoring the sensor data from the chair's arm consol.
"Negative, it's still too far out to get an accurate reading with the short-range sensors." Replyed lieutenant Renamon from the tactical station alcove. The turbolift doors opened, as captain Fink walked onto his bridge. Even though his uniform was torn in several places, he still looked as though he could enter in a dogfight... And win.
"Commander, statues report." Said Fink, as he stepped over towards his command chair. Wriggly stood up, as she began to speak.
"We still haven't been able to identify the ship, but we have picked up an ion-drive signature..." Explained Denise. Fink frowned as he sat in the chair.
"So, that can only mean one, of two species..." Began the captain.
"Either Romulins... Or Suliban." Said Wriggly, finishing the captain's sentence.
"How long 'till repairs are complete?" Asked Fink.
"Engineering reports that we'll be ready in about twenty-one minutes..." Replied lieutenant commander Fullidger, from the ops station.
"Yo! The Phoenix says they're ready and rearin' ta' go!" Came lieutenant Terriermon from his comm-station at the right of the bridge.
"Can they identify the ship?" Asked the commander from her station on the upper level of the bridge.
"Nah, they say they're sensors were almost completely destroyed... They'll be on in 'bout a minute..." Replyed the lieutenant.
"Alright, arm all weapons and-"
"Captain, they've dropped out of warp..."Said Renamon, as she pointed at the screen, where a small, almost star-like dot, was moving closer to them.
"Captain, they're moving into short-rage sensors... It's a Federation signature!" Said Renamon, with surprise filling her voice. Everyone on the bridge turned to her, mouths hanging open.
"Mr. Fullidger, analysis!" Ordered the captain. His second officer's hands flew over the ops consol.
"Analyzing... It's an Akira-class starship, starfleet registry, NCC - 87893... USS Deadalus!" Replyed the second officer. Fink looked at image on the screen, as it grew bigger.
"Yo, they're sendin' a message!" Shouted Terriermon from his station.
"On screen!" Said Fink. The screen blinked on, and the darker bridge of an Akira-class vessel appeared, with Rika sitting in its command chair. Cadet Kanabara was at the helm; the other lieutenant Renamon at the ships tactical station, and Impmon at the ships engineering consol. All in all, the bridge layout wasn't all the different from that of a Sovereign-class starship.
"Heh... So this is what I get for bringing back a little present, goggle head?" Asked Rika. Gene looked at her in surprise.
"Captain... What happened to your yacht?" Asked Fink. Rika smiled maliciously.
"It got scratched... So I picked this little beauty out of an asteroid field... Don't worry captain, you'll get my full report later... Deadalus out." Replyed the Rika, as the screen blinked off. Fink looked back in surprise. His first officer shared his confusion.
"What the hell..." Muttered Wriggly, as she began to rub the Borg implant in the side of her head.
"I think my headache just came back..." Said Gene, as he felt his sinuses swell.
"This is going to be a very interesting meeting..." Said Fink, after a long moment of silence.
Main Briefing Room, Hypnos Tower, 1152 hrs. (11:52 a.m.)
"...and that's what happened..." Said Rika, as she finished her story. Yamaki looked at her in confusion. The same with captain Beck.
"So, why did lieutenant Mushroomon let you have the Deadalus again?" Asked Mr. Marcoonou. As he crossed his arms. Rika closed her eyes, as she collected herself.
"He gave it to us for multiple reasons... A: we can make better use of it, where as, the only thing that he could do would be to use it as a bargaining tool. And B: The risk that it might fall into the hands of that world's most dangerous religious group." Replyed Rika. Captain Beck crossed his arm, and nodded. After all, he did spend some time with the Grigari before they had shown their true intentions. Yamaki smiled... Something that was very rare for him to do.
"Well, both way, the Deadalus is here now, and she's going to need a captain, and crew..." Said Yamaki. Rika smiled.
"I already have a captain in mind... Cadet Kanabara." Said Rika. Marcoonou's jaw dropped.
"What? Why him? He's only-"
"What? A child? A normal, inexperienced, unpartnered child? For your information, I've seen him do something in the ultimate stage, that me and Renamon couldn't do in the mega stage!" Said Rika, as she stood up from her chair. Marcoonou's face turned a deep red in annoyance.
"Why you!" Replyed Marcoonou, as he mimicked Rika, in standing. They glared at each other for a long moment... That is, before captain Fink broke the silence.
"Enough! Captain Nanoka, sit down! Mr. Marcoonou, quit acting like a child!" Shouted Fink. Surprised, Rika slowly sat back down into her chair. Meanwhile, Marcoonou shifted his glare towards Gene, who was now pointing a soul-piercing glare at the politician. After a moment, Mr. Marcoonou huffed, as he turned, and walked out of the door, which slammed behind him. Fink turned back towards the table, the anger-filled glare fading from his face.
"Alright, we'll give cadet Kanabara the Deadalus... Unless, you disagree on this, Mr. Yamaki." Came Beck, as he broke the silence for Captain Fink. Yamaki looked down towards the table, as he rubbed his chin with his index finger.
"Why do you need my vote? If the three of you agree, then you have your answer." Replyed Mr. Yamaki. Gene, Rika and Dennis looked at each other. Then back towards Yamaki.
"Since Rika mentioned the idea, she's not eligible to agree with, or oppose the idea. Which leaves the four of us... And since we know were Mr. Marcoonou stands, it's up to you." Replyed Fink. Yamaki smiled as he heard the answer.
"Yes. Give him the ship." Replyed Yamaki. Rika smiled. They had there vote, now all that was left to see, was if Takuya would take it.
F O U R D A Y S L A T E R
Some Corridor, UST Deadalus, 1925 hrs. (7:25 p.m.)
Commander Takato Matsuki walked down one of the silver corridor of the Timeship Deadalus, his hands in the pockets of his uniform, and his head held low... The corridor itself wasn't as empty as he would have liked... With repair crews replacing some of the bad power relays, and spare cubes of raw material in there slots, as well as cleaning and replacing the scorched wall panels, and lights. The shipyards nanites were helping in the refit, by replacing, and repairing some of the ancient nanites. Finally, Takato reached an area where there wasn't a single other soul in sight.
"Hey Takato, wait up!" Came Kenta from behind him. Takato turned, as he watched his old friend run towards him.
"Takato, what are you doing here?" Asked Kenta, as he panted heavily. He was wearing a starfleet uniform, with a single pip on his collar.
"Nothing... Just, remembering..." Replyed Takato. Kenta frowned.
"Your still thinking about them, aren't you?" Asked Kenta. Takato stood there for a minute silent.
"Them, and some other things..." Replyed Takato. While it was true he had thought about them, he was also thinking about that dream...
'There's a weapon that can defeat Grigari, and the one who's controlling them.' Echoed captain Sisco's voice, as Takato remembered his experience.
"Well, what? What else could you be thinking about?" Asked Kenta. Takato stood there, speechless.
"C'mon, we've been friends for how long? You can trust me..." Prodded Kenta. Takato continued to stand there with a blank look on his face. Kenta grabbed his arm, and instantly, he woke-up... Flinging his arm up, knocking Kenta down.
"OW! Hey, what's gotten into you, huh?" Asked Kenta.
"Sorry... I just, I had another dream... The night of the incident..." Said Takato, as he held out a hand to help his old friend up off the deck.
"What? Why didn't you tell me?" Asked Kenta, as he regained his footing, and dusted himself off.
"Because, I don't really understand some of it..." Replyed Takato. Kenta looked Takato in confutation.
"Dude, your dreams never make sense at first! In fact, they don't make sense 'till we're in the middle of some battle!" Said Kenta. Takato closed his eyes, as he remembered every single dream he had like that. The first one, with Rika, and Renamon, and their battle. The second, the other Prometheous, and now, this. Kenta was right, they all were incredibly vague... But that wasn't the point. They gave all him a message... A message to pursue his wildest dreams, and further... Now, they were getting even wilder...
"I know. But this one was... Different. This time, I actually knew what was going on. In fact... He even gave me everything, except..." Explained Takato. Kenta's expression changed, from confusion, to shock. Pure, shock.
"Who? Who explained everything?" Asked Kenta, honestly wanting to know, who the hell spoke to him in a dream. Takato opened his eyes, and looked up.
"Captain Sisco... Of the Federation Starship Defiant... And, his mother." Replyed Takato. Kenta jumped back at the very mention of the captain's name.
"What? How's that even possible?" Asked Kenta.
"How's what possible?" Asked Rika, as she walked up two the duo, with Renamon standing right beside her holding a tricorder in her left hand.
"Huuh... This is going to be a long evening..." Said Takato, as started explaining his story over again.
Turbolift Three, UTS Deadalus, 1942hrs. (7:42 p.m.)
"Hey, don't worry Zoe, I know what to do." Said Captain Takuya Kanabara... The new commanding officer of the Timeship Deadalus, as he talked with his friend, and head field tactician, Zoe. It surprised not only him, but everyone, when she had taken-up the course training. Everyone thought that she would become a medic.
"I'm serious Takuya, you can't just goof-off here, you really need to focus!" Replyed Zoe. She wasn't being a nag, like Takuya was thinking, she just didn't want to see him make an ass of himself in front of his entire crew, on his first ship. The turbolift doors opened to the busy, bridge the Deadalus. The lighting had been restored to full power, so they were now able to light up every square centimeter of the bridge. They both stepped off of the turbolift. Commander Ryo Akyama was working with some of the crew, as they finished some of the final repairs to the ship.
"Captain on deck!" Shouted one of the ensigns, as she stood up from her station. The entire bridge stopped and did the same, as was standard procedure. Takuya stood there of a second, as he looked at his crew. Some of them were from the Prometheous, others from the Stargazer or Phoenix, but most of them were from the planet below. They were the first to graduate from the new starfleet academy. Most were older military officers. The Starfleet rank they now had, being the equivalent to their old ranks.
"At ease..." Said Takuya. Everyone went back to what they were doing. Except Ryo, who had begun to walk towards them.
"Commander Akyama, what are you doin' here? Asked Takuya. Ryo smiled.
"Your new chief engineer needed some help installing the new core..." Replyed the commander. Takuya wasn't buying it.
"Ah huh... And?" Asked Takuya. The grin on Ryo's face grew wider.
"Hey, would pass-up an opportunity to set foot on a ship that was able to withstand so much punishment?" Replyed Ryo. Takuya laughed.
"Okay, I get it... Speaking of which, were's my first officer?" Asked Takuya, as he looked around the bridge.
"He's still planet-side, saying his last good-byes." Replyed Ryo. A sober look appeared on his face. He'd read the report on what had happened. The commander's family had been killed in a rebel attack.
"How is he?" Asked lieutenant J.G. (Junior Grade) Zoe. The grin on the commander's face disappeared.
"Mourning... But he's recovering fast." Replyed Ryo. They all looked down to deck plating in silence. The only thing they could hear, was the beeping of consoles, the low-level chattering of the crew, and the occasional parting doors.
Cafeteria, Hypnos Tower, 1954 hrs (7:54 p.m.)
Lieutenant Impmon sat at one of the tables at the far end of the room, sipping a hot cup of Raqtegino, (Rak-ta-gee-no) and reading the contents of a PADD. It was the maintenance, and repair report from the time he was gone. It was nothing interesting, excepted that lieutenant commander Koichi was the one who wrote it. There were mistakes everywhere he looked. Not spelling, or grammar mistakes, but the kind that completely annoy you... Misleading, run-out's, over and under explanations, and even one sentence that looks like it had just dropped out of warp in the middle of a paragraph! How was he even able to get a commition?
"Lieutenant..." Came a high, and rough voice. Impmon looked up, and saw... Himself. The other lieutenant Impmon from the Prometheous. His older uniform blending perfectly with the color of his fur. Nothing like his. His Starfleet had upgraded to the newer, less bland uniforms. Not too different from the ones of the late 23rd century.
"Yeah, whatta' ya' want?" Asked the lieutenant, as he took another sip of Raqtegino.
"I wanted ta' talk to yous... I was redin' your record, and-"
"...And what? What's so important?" Asked Impmon.
"There's an eight and a half month gap. What happened there?" Asked the lieutenant. Impmon didn't reply.
"Fine, if you won't tell me, I'll just go to captain Nanoka about it..." Said the lieutenant, as he turned around. Impmon spit his coffee clear across the room.
"Hey, yous can't do that!" Shouted Impmon to his counterpart. The lieutenant stopped.
"Why? What's so important that you can't tell anyone... Not even yourself?" Asked the lieutenant. Impmon closed his eyes.
"Lieutenant... How's your Ai and Mako?" Asked Impmon. His duplicate jumped back in shock.
"Why?" Asked the lieutenant.
"Just answer the question!" Retorted Impmon.
"There fine... There on Earth... My Earth, living with-"
"With mister and misses Roganko, right?" Asked Impmon.
"Yeah... Why"
"Good, at least yous know there safe..." Replyed Impmon. A moment of silence hung in the between them.
"Dey were on your Earth when the Grigari attacked, weren't they?" Asked the lieutenant. Impmon didn't answer right away.
"No... We were on starbase 01, helpin' with the final evacuation..." Began Impmon, as remembered that horrid day, with increasable detail...
Flashback
"Come on, everyone move... A few more can fit into ze shuttle..." Said mister Roganko, as he hurried people onto the shuttle, with his heavy Russian accent. Meanwhile, Impmon stood by misses Roganko, and they too helped keep the line moving. Ai, and Mako just stood off to the side and watched.
"Okay, the ships full!" Called the pilot over the comm.
"Can you fit in eight more?" Asked mister Roganko as he hit the comm button.
"Sorry, you'll have to find another ship." Replyed the pilot. Within seconds, the bay door folded up, as the shuttle launched. Mister Roganko looked at his wife, then the children, and then the four other people who were left behind.
"Follow me!" Said misses Roganko, as she turned and started heading for the escape pods. Everyone followed. After a few seconds of following, the station began to shake. Within seconds, the shaking didn't stop.
"Hurry!" Shouted mister Roganko, as he started to run. He himself was a retired starfleet officer who had served aboard the starbase before, so finding the way was easy.
"Aaaarrrrggghhhh!" Shouted someone in the back of the group. A young woman. She collapsed. A large hole in her back boiled, as Grigari nanites ate away at her body. Behind her, stood a long Grigari worrier. Dressed in full body armored. The blood red metal gleamed in the light. The green scales of his hands gripping the weapon, looked as if they were going to snap it like a twig. He holstered his weapon, and fired again. The group ran. One by one, they all collapsed, screaming in pain... And more than a few times, Impmon urged the old couple to let him fight. They continued to run. Turning corner after corner, until they finally hit a dead end. They stopped, and so did the Grigari.
"Hauh hauh hauh Haahhh..." Laughed the worrier, as he holstered his weapon. The station shook again, as a hull breach opened up right behind the Grigari, sucking him out.
"HELP ME!" Shouted misses Roganko, as she grabbed onto a piece of jagged metal. Everyone was forced to hold onto something.
"IMPMON!" Screamed Mako, holding onto misses Roganko's free arm.
"MAKO!" Shouted Impmon, mister Roganko, and Ai, as they reached out to grab them. Misses Roganko's grip finally gave way, and they both went flying out into the dark abyss. Impmon wanted to scream for them, but he couldn't find his own breath the emergency force field activated, sealing the breach. Chunks of scrap and debris hit the field, as the suction ended. The trio fell back to the deck, and stared out to gapping hole in shock.
"W- We have to keep going..." Stammered mister Roganko, as he got up. Ai started to cry. Mister Roganko picked her up, as they started heading for the escape pods.
"There dey are!" Shouted Impmon, pointing at the few open hatchways. They were almost there, when the screeching of a Grigari rightful rang-out. Mister Roganko collapsed... Almost on top of Impmon. Throwing the two towrds the escape pod hatch... Impmon flew through the hatch, but Ai... The hatch closed. Impmon got up, and looked out the view port. Ai was doing the same thing. The Grigari solder was holstering his weapon behind her. He was about to fire, when a phaser blast vaporized him. Mister Roganko's hand collapsed, and the old style phaser, dropped.
"Hey, open up! Open! Open!" Shouted Impmon, as he banged on the glass. The station shook again, sparks flew out from between the wall panels. Sparks flew from the pods control panel, and it lunched. Impmon looked out the view port again, to see Ai, staring back. She mouthed his name, just as the station began to explode. His pupils shrunk.
"Noooo!" Shouted Impmon, as a tear ran down the side of his face... And so, he began to sob.
End Flashback
A moment of silence engulfed them, as lieutenant Impmon let everything sink in.
"I floated there for a while... It seemed like only a few minutes... But when dey found me, almost four days had gone by..." Explained the junior grade lieutenant, as he blinked back a tear. His duplicate just lowered his head.
"It shoulda' been me..." Muttered Impmon.
"Ehy, don't say dat..." Replyed the lieutenant. Impmon looked at him, there was a certain fire in his eyes.
"And why da' hell not? It should had me! If only I had been watchin' out for dem! If only I had heard dat solder-"
"Shut-up!" Shouted the duplicate. Impmon just looked at him in shock... As well as everyone else in the room.
"You might notta' been able to save dem then, but dat's why your here... To ensure dat it won't stay like dat! To make shore dat's not how history 'ill stay!" Shouted the duplicate. Impmon just stared at him in shock. A moment of silence hung in the air between them.
"Ya' know, your right... But dat still doesn't mean I can't regret it!" Said Impmon, as he turned, and started heading for the door. 'I can never forget!' Thought Impmon, as the door closed behind him.
Main Engineering, UTS Phoenix, 2000 hrs. (8:00 p.m.)
"How much longer?" Asked lieutenant commander Henry Wong, the chief engineer of the Phoenix, as he worked with the Deadalus's back-up memory core, trying to extract the hidden section 31 files. The rest of the core had already been transferred into the Deadalus's new memory core, not to mention, the rest of the fleet.
"I'm almost done... The computer's reintegrating the files now." Replyed one of the other engineers. Henry sighed. He hated having to deal section 31 when they actually excited. Now, thousands of years later, they're still finding there crap all over the place!
"Done!" Came the ensign, as she stepped away from her consol to let Henry see the screen. He scrolled threw the data. Most of it was highly degraded, and of bad quality, but never the less, readable.
"What!" Said Henry, as he looked threw the system update logs, and found that the system had been transmitting log after their log journey!
"Sir, what is it?" Asked the ensign, as she lowered her head down to read the screen. Her eyes widened, at she saw. A small world rotated slowly on the screen. Most of it was covered by clouds, but underneath flowed several bright blue oceans. Only one large land mass was visible, but never the less, flowed a light green, with very little yellow spots. Around that world, floated several Starfleet shipyards, and starbases. Along with several dozen ships, all of Starfleet design.
"Is- Is this it?" Asked the ensign, as she allowed her tail fall to the ground. Henry checked the files registration.
"It is... Check the star charts, see if these coordinates are right!" Stammered Henry, as he pointed the young reptilianoid woman towards the main sensor control interface. She looked back.
"Confirmed..." She said comely. Henry looked back at the image. He reached for his commbadge, just as the scenery changed. Several Grigari warships -the remainder of there fleet- swooped in, and started firing. It was then, that the screen went blank. Stunned, Henry tapped his commbadge.
"Wong to bridge... Captain Nanoka, there's something down here you need to see..." Said Henry, as both he, and the ensign continued to stare at the screen.
Unknown Building, West Shinjuku, 2149 hrs. (9:49 p.m.)
"They've almost completed there first ship, and repairs are almost done on that other ship... The Deadalus." Said Donshie, as he gave Chaosalphamon his hourly report. Chaosalphamon growled.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Asked Donshie from the other end of the table. Chaosalphamon continued to look out the one-way window.
"They're progressing faster than expected. Why?" Asked the over sized Digimon, as he turned from the view.
"They've beefed-up there security efforts, far more than we expected." Answered Mr. Donshie. Chaosalphamon squinted his eyes.
"That shouldn't matter! Even if they were to discover our security devices, they would still detonate! Why haven't our agents-"
"Sir, they're using the aliens sensing technology, they know about our weapons long before we can even get them through the door." Answered Mr. Donshie. For a long moment, they stood there, neither ready to budge.
"What would you require to help conceal the weapons better?" Asked Chaosalphamon.
"Some kind of... invisibility device." Said Donshie.
"Very well, I will give you the plans for a limited-rang cloaking device." Answered the Digimon, after a long moment of deliberation. Mr. Donshie sighed with relief, as he walked out of the room. Chaosalphamon turned back to the window, quite pleased with himself.
'Foolish human's... Your no better than your Grigari counter parts. Soon, you will join them...' Thought Chaosalphamon, as he looked out the window, and watched, the only stars in the sky, as they drifted softly past.
Crew Quarters, UTS Deadalus, 2157 hrs. (9:57 p.m.)
"Keep off, keep off!" Said Bokumon, as he pulled his book away from Neemon.
"But why can't I look?" Asked Neemon, as he pulled back.
"Because it's mine!" Replyed Bokumon, as he pulled the tome back his way. The door chime beeped, and Bokumon let go, just as Neemon, pulled again, throwing him back. Bokumon hurried over to the door, picking up his book along the way.
"Ohhh, come on in!" Said Bokumon, as he put his book back in his belt. The door opened, and Captain Takuya Kanabara walked in.
"Hey Bokumon, how are you two settlin' in?" Asked Takuya, as the door closed behind him.
"Takuya!" Shouted Neemon, as he got up off the ground.
"Ohhh, this room is great! I had no idea that you humans lived in such luxury!" Replyed Bokumon.
"Great. Hey, are you two alright? I heard 'bout what happened with Marcoonou." Said Takuya. Bokumon looked down.
"We're fine... The onl-"
"He yelled at us for four hours!" Came Neemon, as he snuck up behind Bokumon.
"Ohhh! Don't do that!" Shouted Bokumon, after he was done recoiling. Takuya snickered.
'Just like old times...' Thought Takuya, as he watched the two bicker.
Er, err, eep. Sounded the door.
"Enter..." Said Bokumon, as he continued to shout at Neemon. Takuya turned to see Koji and Tommy stepping in.
"Hey guys!" Said Tommy. He was the only one of them who hadn't received a Starfleet commition. Koji however, had become a tactician, and was currently the chief security officer.
"What's going on?" Asked Koji. As he pulled his hand out of his pocket, and cracked a slight grin.
"Just reminiscing... What are you two doing here?" Asked Takuya. Just as Koji had opened his mouth to answer, the now familiar chirping of his commbadge popped in.
"Go ahead." Said Takuya, as he tapped his badge.
"Bridge to captain Kanabara, there's a priority one transmission for you from captain Nanoka... Should I wrought it to your quarters?" Asked the ensign on the bridge.
"Is it encoded?" Asked Takuya.
"No sir, but regulations clearly state-"
"Then wrought it down here." Said Takuya, cutting the ensign off in mid sentence. He was familiar with the protocol that the ensign was referring to. It was one of the most annoying if you asked him... The only reason it was there, was for the sake of privacy. There was a long pause as the young officer gave his reply.
"...Understood sir. Roughing to your current location." Replyed the ensign, as he signed off. Takuya stepped over to the desktop, just as captain Nanoka's image blinked onto the screen.
"Captain, whatta' need?" Asked Takuya. Rika snickered.
"You sound just like Impmon..." Replyed Rika.
"Common, ya' didn't just call here to bash me, did ya'?" Asked Takuya.
"No... As a matter of fact, I'm calling to give you your first assignment..." Replyed Rika. Takuya looked at her in puzzlement.
"What? Our repairs aren't even complete yet!" Came Koji from the back of the room, out of the screens viewing rang.
"Who's that?" Asked Rika, as she started looking around the screen. Koji stepped into view.
"What? Lieutenant Minamoto? What are you doing here?" Asked Rika, as she looked at the other officer.
"Actually, they were visiting us..." Said Bokumon, as he stepped into view. Rika sighed.
Sigh. "Anyways, I'm calling to give you your orders... As soon as the retrofits complete, your to proceed to the Chintazen(Shin-tahh-sen) system." Said Rika. Takuya just stared at her in disbelief.
"What?" Said both Takuya, and Koji at the same time.
"Captain, why?" Asked Koji.
"Yeah, this ship has been out of service for millennia's. This ship needs a shake-down, not a mystery mission!" Said Takuya in protest. Rika just held up a hand.
"I realize that... But neither the Prometheous, or the Stargazer can go, and my ship is needed to protect the system until the Majestic is fully operational." Replyed Rika. Takuya frowned.
"How long until the retrofits complete?" Asked Rika.
"We'll be done with the repairs by fourteen-hundred hours tomorrow. But we're still gonna' need a new warp-core." Replyed Takuya.
"Don't worry, we're almost done with your new core. I'll have it sent as soon as repairs are complete. Nanoka, out." Said Rika, as she signed off, leaving only the Starfleet emblem, along with the ship's name and regrets behind. Takuya sat back in the chair, just as his commbadge began to chirp again.
"It's gonna' be a long night..." Said Takuya, as he tapped his badge.
Main Bridge, USS Stargazer, 1351 hrs. (1:51 p.m.)
"Lieutenant, I thought I asked for that statues report!" Said captain Beck, as he walked over to his head of security, Lieutenant Alexander Roganko.
"Yes sir, I've almost got it!" Replyed the lieutenant, as he tried to call-up the statues report. The computer kept redirecting him to a different submenu.
"Almost? What's wrong with the computer?" Asked Beck, as he looked over Alexander's shoulder.
"There's a problem with the computer... Every time I try to connect to a certain file, it shoots me across the system!" Replyed the lieutenant.
"Got it! Transferring..." Said Alexander, as finally, he was able to access the file, and transfer it to the waiting PADD. Beck pulled the device out of his hands, just as the comm opened.
Boo boop. "Engineering to Bridge, the central computer cores reporting some minor system errors. Be advised that some difficulties might-"
"Yeah, you know, you could have told us earlier!" Said Alexander, cutting his brother off in mid sentence.
"Couldn't be helped... For some reason, every time I tried to access the comm network, I was redirected to the statues menu." Replyed Adrian. Alex's eye's dilated, as realized what had happened.
"Anyway, I wouldn't trust anything that comes from the core at the moment..." Said the lieutenant. Both Alex, and Beck looked down at the PADD.
"Engineering, out." Said Adrian, as he signed off. The let out a sigh, as he turned, and walked to his chair. He hit the button that he knew would open his log.
"Captain's log, stardate-"
"Captain? What are you doing?" Came a voice out of his command chair.
"Who's this?" Asked Beck.
"Lieutenant Borcha." Replyed the voice on the other end of the channel.
"Ahh, sorry lieutenant, computer trouble." Replyed Beck, as he closed the channel. He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Commander Monodramon, you have bridge." Said Beck, as he got up, and started heading for his ready-room, just as the red-alert sirens went off.
"Now what?" Asked Beck, as he turned and looked back at Alexander. He looked at the screen, and nearly had a heart attack.
"Unsure captain... I cannot access the sensors, or any other system." Replyed ensign B4 from his ops station.
"What is that symbol?" Asked Alexander, as he kept trying to access the computer. He slammed his consol in annoyance.
"Stop! Don't touch anything!" Shouted Beck, as he ran to one of the science stations at the back of the bridge.
"Captain, what is that?" Asked Monodramon from the first officer's station.
"I believe it is the symbol of omega... The last letter of the Greek alphabet." Replyed B4, as Beck tapped in a few codes. The sirens silenced, and the symbol disappeared from the screen.
"Lieutenant, I want you to open a direct, secure channel to the Prometheous. I'll be in my ready-room..." Said Beck, as he rushed into his office, not leaving any time for his crew to object. The doors closed behind him.
"Computer, lock this door, and seal this room with a level ten containment field until further notice. Do not allow any entry without my authorization." Said Beck.
Boo, boop. "Acknowledged. Sealing room." Replyed the computer, as he herd the door lock behind him, and the forcefield rise.
"Now, open a direct, secure channel to captain Fink... Encryption protocol: Omega one. Label the transmission as priority one." Ordered Beck.
Boo. Bee daa, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ahhhhh. "Acknowledged. Channel, open." Replyed the computer, as it opened the channel. Captain Fink papered on the desktop screen.
"Dennis, have you seen the sensor data." Asked Fink.
"Is this channel secure?" Asked Beck.
"Queen to queens level three." Replyed Fink. Beck knew this code well. It's the kind of code that is used only in this kind of situation.
"King to queens level four." Replyed Beck with the countering move. He always hated chess... Especially 3-D chess. This is why he always played it.
"Then your not sure of your ship?" Asked Fink. Beck looked down.
"No, not right now. Not while we're still installing the Phoenix technology." Replyed Beck.
"Well, your wrong... Those sensors are working. It is..." Said Fink.
"That particle." Finished Beck in a grim tone, as he thought of the only thing that not only struck fear into his heart, but every other civilization in the galaxy... The Omega Particle.
Main Bridge, UTS Phoenix, 1359 hrs. (1:59 p.m.)
"Why are there weapons powered?" Asked Rika, as she exited her ready-room.
"I don't know..." Replyed Renamon, as she stopped in front of her command chair.
Boo, boop. "Engineering to bridge, what's going on up there?" Asked Henry from his post.
"Both the Prometheous, and Stargazer have powered up weapons, and shields, and have maneuvered into an offensive position." Replyed commander Akyama, as he moved back to his station. Rika stared at the screen for a moment...
"Commander, what were you doing when they did this?" Asked Rika.
"Nothing, I was-"
"Not you Ryo. Henry..." Said Rika, as she cut off her first officer in mid sentence.
"We just finished activating the Omega Core." Replyed Henry. Rika sat for a moment, and thought. Then, her pupils dilated, as she realized what had gone wrong.
"Renamon, scan both ships for any kind of boronite, or gravimetric signatures." Ordered Rika. Renamon looked to her quizzically.
"Scanning..." Replyed Renamon, after a moment's hesitation. The scan completed. She looked down at her consol in shock.
"Captain... There isn't any kind of signature on board either ship!" Replyed Renamon. Everyone on the bridge looked towards her, then shifted their gazes to Rika.
"Yo, captain, they're hailin'!" Came Terriermon. Rika looked back at towards the front of the bridge.
"On screen." Said Rika. The screen blinked on, and split the two signals, with Captain Fink on the right, and Beck on the left. Both of them were sitting in there ready-rooms.
"Gene, Dennis-"
"Captain, what's going on?" Asked Fink, as he glared at her.
"We've detected multiple particles of the Omega phenomena in your engineering bay! Why?" Asked Beck. Rika grimaced.
"It's gonna' be a long afternoon..." Mumbled Rika, as she began to explain.
Main Bridge, Sinjuku Shipyards, Earth, 1511 hrs. (3:11 p.m.)
"Sir, the construction crews have just completed the installation of the Deadalus's new Omega core." Came Lieutenant Jokar (Jock-are), the chief engineering designer of the first shipyard. The lieutenant commander in charge of the station looked towards him.
"Good, how long until they're ready for departure?" Asked the Orion woman. Her flowing red hair tied back in a typical starfleet fashion.
"They'll be ready for departure in two minutes. They're completing the final alignments..." Replyed Jokar.
"Sir, the new shipment of raw materials will arrive in two and a half minutes." Came Ensign O'Crane from the rear comm station.
Boo, boop. "Construction Spine one, to ops... The Majestic is almost complete... We just need that power core." Came the lieutenant over the comm. Lieutenant commander Modra looked over the ships schematics again. Construction of the Defiant-class ship was behind schedule, due to the Suliban attack, and Deadalus's return.
"Ma'am, the Deadalus is ready to depart." Came Jokar. A picture of the ship sat on the main screen. Several mechanical arms moving away from the vessel, leaving only three of the dock moorings.
"Alight, clear all moorings." Said the commander, as she looked at one of her command consoles. The clinging of metal against metal echoed threw out the station, as the mooring clamps pulled back.
"Complete... All moorings cleared." Replayed Jokar.
"Commander, the cargo ship is requesting docking clearance." Said O'Crane. Modra looked over her shoulder.
"Commander, the Deadalus has cleared Construction Spine four." Came the lieutenant, before Modra could answer the lieutenant.
"Good. Ensign, hail the cargo ship, and tell them they have full clearance." Replyed the commander. The ensign obediently complied.
"Moorings locked... The construction ship has docked." Replyed the ensign. Lieutenant Jokar turned back to his station. Just as an exploiting rang out from the cargo ship. It's engines exploded, causing the entire ops center to shake violently. Within seconds, the entire left side of the room disappeared. Jokar, along with the rest of the command crew, were sucked out into open space. Jokar squirmed, as he tried to grab onto something. As the vacuumed pulled him out into space, he grabbed onto the jagged edge of the breach. Dark red blood flowed out from his hand as it bled. He held on with every once of strength, till finally, his hand slipped. He flew away from breach, along with everything else that hadn't been bolted down. As he spiraled away into the dark abyss, gasping for breath, he watched, as Earth, their moons, and everything else, go dark. But just before the blackness overcame his, he could have almost sworn that he saw the rest of the bridge crew disappear in the blue hue of the tranceporter...
Main Bridge, UTS Phoenix, 1516 hrs. (3:16 p.m.)
"Report, are the survivors aboard?" Shouted Rika, as she turned towards Terriermon. His usual smart-alike veneer gone, he Replyed.
"I got thirty-seven... out of forty-three." Replyed Terriermon.
"Lock onto the rest of the bio signs, and energize!" Ordered Rika.
"I can't capin'... There aren't anymore." Replyed Terriermon. Rika looked at him in shock. She tilted her head for a moment in silence.
"Lock onto the corpses, and transport them directly into the morgue." Said Rika, her voice a little hoarse. She looked at the rest of her crew. Listening to the sounds of the different consoles as they bleeped.
Daa da da. Daa da da. "Captain, we're being hailed by the other ships, as well as Headquarters." Came Monodramon from the comm station. Rika looked to him before replying.
"On screen." Said Rika. The screen blinked on, and separated the different channels, as everyone was put on at once. Marcoonou leaned over Yamaki's shoulder. Captain Kanabara sat in command chair, while everyone around him worked. She saw commander Akyama sitting at the first officer's station, instead of Takuya's first officer. Commander Wriggly sat in the command chair of the Prometheous, and captain Beck and his crew just sort of, stared at them all.
"Captain Nanoka, what happened?" Asked Mr. Yamaki over the channel. He was standing in the dim light of the Hypnos control room.
"There was an explosion aboard the cargo freighter as it docked with the shipyard... We're still compiling a damage report." Replyed Rika. A grim frown spread across Yamaki's face.
"Weren't you watching them?" Asked Marcoonou, as he pushed Yamaki aside.
"Captain, we detected an area-beam out just after the explosion, did you get all of the survivors?" Asked commander Wriggly, ignoring Marcoonou's question. Just as the turbolift doors opened, and captain Fink walked out.
"Ahh captain, good of you to join us... Where were you!" Asked Marcoonou. Wriggly stood-up from the command chair, and filled the captain in on what happened.
"We got most of the survivors, but a few... Didn't make it." Replyed Rika grimly. Almost everyone frowned at the statement.
"We detected an anti-neutrino spike, milliseconds before the explosion... The same kind that a cloaking device gives off." Came captain Beck. Yamaki, and Marcoonou looked at stared at him, stunned.
"If you detected the damn device before it exploded-"
"It doesn't matter! He said that they didn't detect anything until the explosion!" Snapped Yamaki, cutting off his superior. Marcoonou looked at him, stunned.
"How dare you? I am your supeir-"
"That doesn't matter! You may be in charge, but you've demonstrated nothing but pure negligence! In fact, I've reported your negligence to the U.N..." Said Yamaki, once again cutting Marcoonou off in mid-sentence. He shot a stunned looked at him once again. But this time, there was more fear, instead of anger.
"Alright, stop bickering like an old couple! We can assign blame latter, but for now, let's get the rescue, and salvage operation over with! Deadalus, out." Said Takuya, as he signed off.
"He's right, we should get to work... We'll start coordinating with your teams. Prometheous, out." Said Fink. Captain Beck followed suit.
"Mr. Yamaki, we'll dock with station, and coordinate from there. Contact us when you're ready. Phoenix, out." Said Rika, as she had Monodramon close the channel.
"Alright, you them... Let's get this over with." Said Rika, as she stood from her command chair, and started for her Readyroom.
'It's going to be a long night.' Thought Rika.
Deck 19 Crew Quarters, UTS Phoenix, 2139 hrs. (9:39 p.m.)
"Cream puffs! Cream puffs! Cream puffs!" Shouted Calumon, as he dove head-first into the mound of pastries. He bit into one, and nearly inhaled the rest. Just then, the doors to the room parted, as Impmon walked in.
"Impmon, your back!" Said Calumon, as he put down his after dinner snack, and floated over to the grumbling Digimon.
"Yeah, yeah... So whatta' ya bin- Ahh! Don't tell me yous used all of yer replicator rations?" Asked Impmon, as he spotted the mound of half-eaten cream puffs on the table. Calumon looked at him innocently.
"No... I didn't use any rations." Said Calumon. The look of surprise on Impmon's face turned into utter horror.
"What? Den how did ya' get all dem? Don't yous tell me ya' raided the mess hall!" Shouted Impmon. Calumon's ears shrunk, as he landed.
"No... The replicator's not taking the rations anymore..." Said Calumon. Impmon ran towards the replicator mounted into the far wall.
"Computer, access the rations for Lieutenant J.G. Impmon!" Said Impmon, as he tapped a few buttons on the panel.
Ahh ah. "Replicator rations are no longer necessary." Replyed the computer. Impmon stared at the panel for a long moment.
"Cream puffs! Cream puffs! Cream puffs! Yey!" Shouted Calumon, as he floated back over to the table. A droplet of sweat began to fall down the back of Impmon's head. He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Shouted Impmon, as he fell backwards onto the floor.
Stellar Cartography Lab, UTS Deadalus, 2141 hrs. (9:41 p.m.)
"Sir, the temporal sensors are coming on-line." Came the lieutenant standing at the control console. Takuya looked up at her, as he crawled out from underneath one of the port (right) power conduit.
"Good... run the main test program." Said Takuya, as he tapped in a few commands. The Bolian lieutenant complied, activating the enormous view screen that was nearly twice the size as the one on the bridge.
"Running test... Test complete, all sensor pallots are functioning normally." Said the lieutenant. Takuya allowed a grin to appear.
"What's so funny?" Asked the lieutenant. Takuya turned towards her.
"Nothin'... A month ago, I wouldn't have even understood what a temporal sensor pallot was, and now look at me! I'm teaching you how to do it!" Said Takuya. The lieutenant blushed, turning a deep blue, as blood rushed to her face. Takuya turned back to his panel.
"Alright... Looks good over here. Call me in the morning if there's anything else." Said Takuya, as he turned, and walked out the door. He headed for the turbolift, nodding to the occasional crewman. He began to think back home... His home. He thought of his family... His parents... His brother... How they must be worrying themselves to death over him...
"Waaaaaoooooohh!" Said Takuya, as he turned a corner, and ran into one of his crew, knocking both of them down. He rubbed his head.
"I'm sorry! I wasn't- Captain!" Came the voice of a young teen. Takuya opened his eyes, and saw his first officer...
"Hey, it's alright buddies... I should've been watching too." Replyed Takuya, as he tried to keep his first officer from having a stroke.
"I don't think we've met..." Said Takuya.
"What? No, I guess not... I'm your first officer, Commander Takato Matsuki." Said Takato, as he extended his hand. Takuya took it.
"Takuya, Kanabara... Captain." Replyed Takuya. Takato cracked a smile, as they both stood-up. Takato grabbed the PADD that had been pre-occupying him earlier.
"Well, what are you looking at?" Asked Takuya, pointing at the small, electronic device. Takato pulled it back, as he looked at it again, then showed it to his commander. Takuya's look sobered as he realized what it was. A picture of Takato's family.
"Sorry... I, guess I shouldn't have asked." Said Takuya.
"No, it's nothing... Really." Said Takato.
"Yes it is... I read the report. If it's any constellation-"
"Really captain... It's find." Said Takato, as he started back down the corridor.
'Are you sure, commander?' Thought Takuya, as he looked down the corridor, and once again moved into the lift.
Some Bus, Streets of Shinjuku, 0900 hrs. (9:00 a.m.)
"It's my seat!" Shouted Mako, as he pushed his sister.
"No, it's mine!" Retaliated Ai, as she pushed back at her brother. Impmon sat in the seat next to them, his arms crossed.
"Hey! Would you two please knock it off?" Came the old woman behind them. The two stopped pushing each-other, and sat on the seat quietly, still nudging each-other with their elbows. Impmon chuckled, as he thought about how much they hadn't changed. The bus stopped, as a few more people got on. One of them was holding a PADD, and wearing a Starfleet uniform. The man in front of them grumbled, as he stood up.
"Here, you want this too, Starfleet?" Asked the man. The officer looked at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Asked the officer, as he set the device in his other hand.
"Why, what else could it mean?" Asked the man. Impmon looked up at him, and recognized him. He thought back to when he first came back from the Digital World... The man who had run away from him because he was a Digimon. Well, it looks like he had over came his fears. The officer turned, and stood at the front of the bus.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Shouted the man. The officer ignored him, as he brought the PADD Back up to eye level. The man walked up to the officer, and flung him around.
"Hey, listen to me!"
"No! Listen, I don't want any treble-"
"No? Well you found it..." Said the man, as threw a punch at him. He ducked, as the fist flew past his head. Impmon jumped up from the seat.
"Ehy! Leave em' alone!" Shouted Impmon. The man looked back at him, just as the officer grabbed his arm. He yelped out in surprise.
"Traitors! Your all traitors for allowing this to happen!" Shouted the man. He wriggled as he tried to get out of the officers grip. The officer tapped the badge on his chest.
"Ensign Magahaki, to HQ... I've been attacked, and have the attacker currently in custody. Requesting- Ooofff!" Said the ensign, as the man fell from his grip. They struggled for a moment, as they both tried to gain control.
"Ensign, what's happening?" Came a voice from the other side of the badge. They struggled for another moment. Impmon jumped down from the seat.
Snnaap! "Ghaa..." Said the officer, as he slumped to the ground. Blood poured out from his mouth. Everyone gasped. Impmon stood there for a moment.
"You- Yous killed him!" Shouted Impmon.
"Yeah, and your next!" Shouted the man, as he dove for the Digimon. Impmon prepared himself for the impact, crouching, and readying to leap. Just as he leaped, he felt a slight tingle. A bright white light surrounded him, and some of the other people around him. Impmon frozen mislead. Then, as the light faded, they both fell to the ground with zero momentum left. Impmon looked around him. He was in a bright, silver room. The ensign was still lying on the ground in front of him. Several Starfleet officers came barreling towards them. Each one wearing some kind of spacesuit, and carrying some kind of rightful.
"Freeze!" Said one of the officers. Impmon, along with everyone else, put up there hands.
'Oy, it's gonna' be a loong day...' Thought Impmon.
Main bridge, UTS Deadalus, 0956 hrs. (9:56 a.m.)
"No, Koichi, it still doesn't sound right, reset it again." Said Takuya, as he walked away from the engineering panel. They were having trouble aligning the Tork sensors. Out of all the traits to have picked up from Captain Fink, it had to that one.
Err, err. Err err. "Captain, all decks report statues ready. We can move out on your order." Came Takato from the first officer station. Takuya grinned. He had been the more conservative one, which was why Takuya picked as his first officer... To remind him to keep cool. They both had the memories and experiences of Captain Fink... But only Takuya was really ready to command a starship... Or so, said Takato.
"Tork Sensor re-alignment complete." Said Lieutenant Koichi Kimura... The chief engineer of the Timeship Deadalus. Takuya turned to his new helmsman. Another one of the Tamers... He's only been an officer for under a week, and already he's lieutenant commander.
"Lieutenant Kitagawa, move us out of planetary orbit, and prepare to go to slipstream on my command." Said Takuya, as he sat down in his command chair.
"Sir, according the old sensor logs, there's heavy subspace and quantum damage around that sector of space... We won't be able to keep the slipstream stable for long... We'll have to drop out, and move in at moderate warp." Said Takato from his station. Takuya turned to him.
"I know... That's why I had the stellar cartography lab finished early." Replyed Takuya.
"Right... Just, checking." Replyed Takato. They both turned back to the screen. A moment of silence hung, distilled in the air.
"Leaving orbit... Engaging slipstream vortex..." Said Kenta.
"Agitating quantum field... Field at 100." Said Koichi.
"Generating slipstream polarization... Hull polarized. We're ready." Said Kenta. Takato was impressed with how much he'd grown-up in the past few weeks. He looked over to Takuya.
"Engage." Said Takuya, lifting his out his hand, and pointing towards the screen. Takato cracked a smile, as knew who he imitating. The ship lurched forwards, as they accelerated into the wormhole at faster than light speeds. The light on the screen changed from the starry blackness of space... To the warped, dark-blue lines of the wormhole.
"Slipstream velocities, achieved. ETA, three days, fours hours." Came Kenta from the helm. Takato was surprised that he had even used the term 'ETA', and not something else. Takuya looked over his crew for a moment, and wondered how long it would be, before they were all at each others throats.
Main Bridge, USS Prometheous, 1426 hrs. (2:26 p.m.)
"Re-alignment of the stern sensor pallots complete. All arrays are functioning normally." Said lieutenant commander Fullidger from his station at ops. Commander Wriggly acknowledged the report with tilting of her head. Nasim kept working his consol. He was one of several people still on bridge duty. It was the beginning half of the Beta shift, and Captain Fink was in his ready room, looking over the new crew rosters. Nasim looked back over to the commander. Her optical implant gleaming in the light. She tapped a few controls on the chair's control panel with the metal exoskeleton of her left hand. His consol beeped. He looked down at the readout.
"What?" He said under his breath.
"What is it?" Asked the commander. Nasim tapped controls before answering.
"I'm... Not sure. For a moment, I could have sworn-"
Bah bah bah. Bah bah bah. "There it is again... Wha- Commander... I'm detecting some kind of warp signature down on the planet... But it's a signature like nothing I've ever seen!" Said Nasim. Everyone looked over to him.
"What? Where?" Asked the commander, as she stood up from the chair. Stunned, she walked over to his station, and looked at the readout her self.
"No... The sensors have to be malfunctioning..." Said Wriggly, as she called up a sensor diagnostic.
"No, I just ran a diagnostic... They're in perfect working order." Replyed Nasim.
"Yo, I'm gettin' a hail over here." Came Terriermon from the comm station. They both looked over to the little Digimon.
"Who is it?" Asked the commander. Terriermon looked back at her.
"I don't know... It's not coming from anyone in fleet. I'll clean it up..." Said Terriermon, as he manipulated his consol. The screen blinked on to the face a Bajoran woman, dressed in a Vedeks clothes. Her hair completely covered by a purple and red headdress.
"Cot, mag asd knoiren. Fik sedk dufieriv Nalk da nikord. Jan haineosd khef nier fashdlf, myf gyu-"
"What's wrong with the translator?" Asked the commander. Terriermon looked back at her.
"I don't know... Maybe you should let me activate it?" Said Terriermon, as he brought the program on-line. The commander rolled her eyes as the message continued to play.
"Lieutenant..." Said the commander, her annoyance showing.
"Hey, momentai. Um doin' the best I can." Replyed Terriermon. Wriggly tapped her commbadge.
"Bridge to Fink. Captain, there's something I think you need to see." Said Denise. A few seconds later, Captain Fink walked out of his ready-room doors.
"What is it command- er." Said Gene, as he looked at the screen. The woman continued to speak.
"Where's it coming from?" Asked Fink. Wriggly looked down at Nasim.
"Hold on... Triangulating..." Said the teen. Fink looked over to Terriermon.
"Yo, the translations ready." Said Terriermon, as he reset the message. It began again.
"Hello, and welcome... I am Vedek Nalk, leader of this expedition. I commend you form making the long journey here to help search for the emissary... But, I'm afraid that the rest of the crew has already found their own ways to the temple... And soon, I will join them. Please, turn away, and never come back! May the Prophets guide you..." The screen went dark, as the message ended. The crew continued to stare at the screen.
Da doingk. Da doingk. Da doingk. "Sir, I've located the source... It's coming from..." Came Nasim breaking the silence. The crew looked at him, waiting for him to finish.
"Sir... It's coming from underneath the city of Cairo." Said commander Fullidger, finishing his sentence. Commander Wriggly arched her left eyebrow in surprise.
"What?" Asked lieutenant Renamon, as her hands danced over her consol. Captain Fink looked over towards Terriermon.
"Lieutenant, I call all senior staff to the briefing room, and connect us with the rest of the fleet." Said Fink, as he sat in his chair.
"Aye aye, capin'!" Said Terriermon, as he started tapping his consol.
Hazard Operations, USS Prometheous, 1427 hrs. (2:27 p.m.)
"Ensign, what the hell do yas' want?" Asked Impmon, as he sat at his desk.
"It has come to my attention that you are not using your team member to the best of their abilities..." Answered the Vulcan lieutenant. Impmon shot an annoyed look at her.
"Oh yeah... How?" Asked Impmon.
"There are many examples... For instance, ensign J'kr'RT (Ja-ker-rot) is a tactical specialist... Yet you assigned him as a scout." Replyed the ensign.
"Ha ha ha ha!" Laughed Impmon. The ensign looked at him disapprovingly.
"I fail to see what is so amusing." Said the ensign. After a moment, Impmon calmed down.
"Your a smart girl T'shosh... You figure it out." Replyed Impmon.
"There is only one logical explanation: You are attempting to cause your team members grief." Answered the ensign. Impmon hopped out of his seat, and walked around his desk.
"Yeah... But did yous also consider da' fact dat ensign J'kr'rt is also arrogant enough dat wheneve' ders a trainin' exercise, he would rather let his team do all da' fightin', while he steps in front of the first gunshot." Answered Impmon. T'shosh looked at him with a stunned look.
"And did ya' ever think dat maybe, lieutenant Darmont should actually pull out a tricorder when he hacks into an enemy computer durring a stealth exercise?" Asked Impmon. Again, silence.
"No sir. I had just thought-"
"Ohhh... So yous was thinkin'? Well maybe you should consider all da' possibilities, before commin' to a conclusion." Said Impmon, cutting the ensign off. Her face turned a light green, as blood rushed to her face. Although her expressions hadn't changed, Impmon knew that he had gone too far, and embarrassed the ensign. Which, for a Vulcan, was difficult if not imposable.
"Any more questions? Good. Dismissed." Said Impmon. The ensign turned to walk out the door. Just as it opened, she stopped, and turned back towards him.
"Thank you for clarifying that sir." Said the ensign, as she walked out the door. Impmon laughed.
'Ha, it's about time she understood.' Thought Impmon, as he turned back to his desk.
Boo, boop. "Bridge to lieutenant Impmon, please report to the briefing room." Came the voice of Terriermon. Impmon had always wondered how he had gotten that position. He sighed as he reached for his commbadge.
"Acknowledged... I'll be der in a sec." Said Impmon, as grabbed the PADD off his desk, and turned to the door.
'It's gonna be a long afternoon.'