Captain's Log
Stardate 2261.233

After a series of setbacks, including a confrontation with both Section 31 and the Romulan and Klingon Empires
on Kronos, the USS Enterprise is finally underway on our Five Year mission into uncharted space, boldly going
where no man has gone before.

We've just completed a survey of the previously unknown world of Kassen V, with the aid of prototype image
inducers designed by Mr. Scott. The planet is a Class M, Pre-Industrial world with two dominant species,
one of which dominates the other literally.

Trust Mr. Spock to complain that my sabotaging the locks on the cages of a slave convoy violated the spirit,
if not the letter, of the Prime Directive. I happen to not be a fan of one race enslaving another and one group
of escaped slaves isn't going to destroy a planet's civilization.

In any case, Spock, Yoeman Rand and I have made it safely back to the ship and we are now preparing
to continue our journey.

James T. Kirk.

Enterprise Bridge

3:45 PM

As he made his way to the Command Chair, Kirk looked at his Chief Navigator. "Mr. Chekov! It's time to make
ourselves scarce! Set a course for somewhere…unknown!"

"Aye, Keptin!" the young Russian said enthusiastically.

Somewhere unknown. Kirk thought happily. After so many setbacks we're finally getting started!

He next turned to Sulu. "Mr. Sulu, warp three, if you please."

"Aye, sir."

We're finally off!

"Captain!" Uhura called suddenly from her post. "I'm picking up a priority message from Starfleet Command."

Kirk nodded. "Onscreen."

The viewscreen flickered for a minute and then the image of a Starfleet Admiral appeared. Kirk nodded politely.
"Admiral Thomas. You're lucky you caught us; we're a long way from the nearest subspace relay."

The white haired woman nodded back and began without preamble. "Captain Kirk, you have new orders.
You're to reverse course and head to the Campor System immediately. Our remote sensors have detected
an anomaly similar to the one encountered by the USS Kelvin."

Kirk frowned slightly. Another delay? "But Admiral, we're already underway on our Five Year Mission
into uncharted space and…"

Thomas cut him off. "Well, I'm sorry to interrupt you, Kirk, but you're the closest ship we have. From what
we can tell this anomaly's huge and who better to look at it than the Flagship?"

Kirk suppressed a sigh. "Understood, Admiral. We're on our way."

As the message ended, Kirk took a breath. I'll very be glad when we're well away from all subspace relays.