Captain's Log Stardate 2378.2, USS Hawker. (NCC-31061)

My name is Commander Leon James, acting captain of the USS Hawker.

I'm recording this message in hopes of another Starfleet ship finding this message. Unfortunately, due to circumstances which our unique situation has presented us, I fear that this message will never reach Star Fleet Command.

Approximately three weeks ago we departed aboard the Hawker for a cruise between Vulcan and Earth. As my superiors know, The Hawker is part of the Saber class, as such, it is a testbed of sorts for newer weapons and technology the Federation is researching. Our was that of a transwarp coil similar to what the voyager returned home from the delta quadrant with, along with new phasers.

We departed from Utopia Planetia,

We reach Vulcan in record speed, the transwarp coil worked perfectly. It was when we returned home we ran into issues.

Something happened. Our science team lead by Lieutenant Rogers, is still going over the data. We're assuming some sort of subspace anomaly must have interfered with the transwarp coil. Whatever happened we arrived at a different earth.

Now, I've read the logs of Captain James Kirk and his cadre of officers when they've encountered the Mirror Universe that have been declassified by Star Fleet Intelligence, and we have dismissed that.

This Earth had an unknown vessel orbiting it that was highly biomechanical in nature. This ship instantly attacked us, in the resulting scuffle, Captain Matthews was killed by an exploding EPS conduit. He was one of the only casualties. We destroyed the attacking vessel and discovered had highly elevated Neutrino emmisions. We had no luck contacting San Fransisco, nor any of the other Star Fleet installations. Most major cities are showing some sort of occupying force except for Boston. We quickly scanned for radio transmissions around the area and found a scattering of old short wave transmissions. We found a promising broadcast with coordinates to a meetup of the local human militia.

The message plays as follows.

"My Fellow Humans. The skitters have laid us low, but we are not out of the fight. We are recruiting. We are fighting. This is Captain Daniel Weaver of the Second Massachusetts resistance. We have food and shelter."

He then gives the coordinates for a high school. I plan on leading an away team to this location in a few hours, and ascertaining what exactly happened to this earth.