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A/N: I'm writing this to see if there is any interest in this story. Any comments or anything else should be sent to my e-mail, ccgfan1@hotmail.com. Please read/review, let me know if I should continue this. Thanks!
Chapter 1
"Premonitions"
'Captain's log, stardate 53315.2. With the Dominion War over, and matters stabilizing in the Alpha Quadrant, the Enterprise is escorting a convoy to re-establish an outpost in the Barisa sector. Although we are not expecting any conflict, there have been rumors of renegade Dominion ships that have refused to accept the Dominion/Federation treaty. The Enterprise is being sent to protect the outpost during it's construction, should any hostilities arise.'
A large convoy flew through the Barisa star system, headed toward the fourth planet. Leading the convoy of construction vessels and personnel carriers was the flagship of the Federation, the U.S.S. Enterprise-E. On either side of this majestic ship, and a little further back, flew two Akira-class vessels: The U.S.S. Jupiter, and the U.S.S. Templar, both recently repaired at Deep Space Nine.
'Wonderful', thought Captain Picard. 'We're in for at least two weeks of boredom out here'. Two weeks, was the time it would take Starfleet to get another ship out here to relieve them, and the minimum time to establish an outpost with rudimentary life-support functions. 'I wish we'd get some action... even if it is a few renegade Dominion ships.'
Four hours later, the convoy pulled into orbit of the large gas giant, Barisa IV. The Enterprise and her two escorts pulled away from the construction vessels, and let their crews of workbees begin their work. Some of the workbees immediately began unloading the pre-fabricated life-support modules for the new station, while others worked on the connecting bridges, supporting arms, and power systems.
Suddenly, all of the Enterprise's sensor alarms went off at once, snapping Picard out of his boredom-induced trance. "Ensign Perim," he said, addressing the young Trill at the science station. "Report."
She looked over at him with a look of fear on her face. "Uh, sir..." she began, wiping sweat out of her eyes. "Sensors just picked up a rather large Dominion attack force, heading this way."
Picard stood, and walked over to the science terminal. "Composition?"
Perim tapped a few keys, bringing up a tactical analysis. "At least three Battlecruisers, and over a dozen attack ships."
"Oh no... Red Alert!" Picard snapped. The computer immediately plunged the bridge into darkness, and flashing red lights gave the room an eerie appearance. "Arm phasers, load all torpedo bays!"
"Aye sir!" came the reply from the tactical station. "All weapons online, and operating normally..."
A loud beeping cut him off. An incoming transmission. "Captain, we're receiving a transmission from the Jupiter," informed Ensign Lucetti.
"On screen."
The viewscreen at the front of the room lit up with the face of Captain Satelk, a former instructor at Starfleet Academy. "Captain Picard, we've detected the Dominion fleet. What are your orders?"
"Go to red alert, and prepare for a hell of a fight." Picard said grimly.
"Captain, I hereby request permission to conduct a live-fire test of our new weapon system." The Jupiter was the first Federation ship to be equipped with one of many new Federation weapons that were designed during the Dominion War: the Chain Reaction Pulsar, which was a torpedo-like projectile that absorbed shield energy from its target, then ricocheted to another, getting stronger with every hit. This situation would be the perfect time to test it in a large-scale battle.
Picard thought this over. The Chain Reaction Pulsar was experimental at best, and had never been tried. But this was a dire situation, because the Jem'Hadar had them outmanned, and outgunned. And both Picard and Satelk knew it. The Jem'Hadar knew it too. "Permission granted."
"Understood Captain. Jupiter out." The viewscreen switched back to a view of the starfield, with the approaching Dominion fleet.
In less than five minutes, the Dominion fleet reached the convoy and opened fire, only to have their shots bounce harmlessly off the three ships' shields. Then, the Federation vessels opened fire themselves. The battle was joined. The Jupiter and the Templar shot past a cluster of three attack ships, strafing as they went. The Enterprise, meanwhile, was engrossed in a battle with a Jem'Hadar Battleship.
"Mr. McClure, fire quantum torpedoes," ordered Picard. McClure complied, unleashing a barrage of torpedoes toward the battleship, which lurched from the impact.
"Direct hit on their starboard engine, sir."
"Keep firing at that same location. It appears their shields are weakest there." Picard could see the damaged engine, with several torpedo holes torn through it. He watched as another barrage flew toward the damaged craft, finding their mark yet again, and severing the engine from the ship completely.
On the other side of the planet, however, things were not going well...the Jupiter and Templar were being harrassed by four attack ships and a battleship. Both ships shook with repeated impacts of Poleron-based phaser fire. "Lieutenant," ordered Satelk. "Charge up the Pulsar cannon, and target the nearest attack ship."
"Aye, sir," responded the young lieutenant. "Pulsar cannon online, target acquired. Awaiting your command."
Satelk didn't hesitate for a second. "Fire!" The lieutenant hit the key on the console, and the ship lurched briefly. A large, purple projectile shot out of the ship's upper torpedo bay, streaking toward the Jem'Hadar ship. The entire crew of the Jupiter watched apprehensively.
The projectile hit the attack ship, causing a small explosion, and then bouncing off to a neighboring ship. The weapon functioned perfectly, absorbing shield energy as it went along. The torpedo hit the last attack ship, nearly trashing its shields, and headed for the battleship. Once it reached the battleship, it tore through its shields like they were non-existent and slammed dead-on into the engineering section of the ship, causing a large series of explosions that tore the battleship apart from inside.
The Jupiter's bridge crew broke into cheers as they saw the battleship die a fiery death. They were happy, because their new weapon worked, and they were happy, because they were still alive.
The Enterprise, meanwhile was faring extremely well against the remaining Dominion ships, mopping them up and blowing them to shards all too easily. Once the last enemy ship was destroyed, Picard began to breathe a sigh of relief. Ensign Perim spoke up from her station. "Sir, all the Dominion ships have been destroyed. The sector is clear." Then her console started beeping. She punched a few buttons, analyzing the energy readings... but what the sensors showed was impossible. Wasn't it? "And, uh, sir, I'm detecting a large temporal disturbance ahead."
'Temporal disturbance?' Thought Picard. 'This doesn't sound good.' He turned to Perim. "On screen."
"Aye sir," came the quick reply, followed by more button pressing. Soon, the viewscreen lit up, showing a massive tear in space directly ahead of them. Picard stood and stared, incredulous. It looked exactly like the temporal rift they had seen 9 years ago... the one that Guinan had said brought a ship from the past into their present, altering time. "Sir, I'm detecting a ship emerging from the rift."
A large vessel, clearly Federation in design, glided slowly out of the rift, leaking plasma from its starboard engine. It was a large ship, vaguely Sovereign-class in design, but sporting a strange pod mounted above and behind the main saucer section. 'That ship...' Picard mused. 'I've seen it before, but where?' His thoughts were interrupted, as two Borg Spheres plowed through the rift immediately behind the obviously damaged Federation vessel, opening fire on it once clear of the rift.
Another loud beeping, this time from Communications. "Sir, we're receiving a Priority One distress call." informed Lucetti.
"Put it through."
The viewscreen scene changed to show a middle-aged man, and in the background, Picard could hear sirens wailing, crew members shouting, and the scene wobbled visibly as the ship took fire. "This is Captain Thaddeus Deming of the U.S.S. Premonition. We are under attack by the Borg! Request immediate assistance! Repeat, this is Capt-" The transmission cut off suddenly.
"Mr. Data, get us over there, now," Picard ordered. The android immediately complied, stirring the Enterprise into motion. The Jupiter and Templar, having heard the distress call too, headed in to help. All three ships, once in range, attacked the Borg Spheres furiously with a barrage of quantum torpedoes and phaser blasts. The Spheres didn't last long. Soon, the Premonition was free, floating in space, rotating slightly because of the plasma venting.
"Ensign Lucetti, hail that ship," Picard said, sitting down for the first time since the battles had ended.
Captain Deming re-appeared on the screen a second later. He smiled when he saw who he was addressing. "The legendary Captain Picard," he said, his voice full of awe and respect. "It's an honor to meet you sir."
Picard stood again, walking forward toward the viewscreen, laying his hand on the back of Data's chair, as he usually did. "Captain Deming, your ship does not appear in the Federation database. Can you explain this?"
"That is because the Premonition does not yet exist." Deming replied. His face then turned serious. "I've come from three years in the future to warn the Federation of an impending Borg invasion that will take over the entire Quadrant."
Picard sighed. He wasn't going to listen to this. It could harm the timeline... "Captain Deming, the Federation has strict rules to govern time travel. I have no intention of listening to-"
"Captain Picard," Deming snapped. "Where I come from, the Federation barely exists. What was left just barely managed to build this ship and get it launched before the Borg attacked. Vulcan, Bajor, Qo'noS, Earth... they're all assimilated planets!"
He paused, to take a breath. "Within the next three hours, the Borg will attack and assimilate Starbase 612. Its fall was marked as the start of the Borg incursion that eventually took over the Alpha Quadrant. You have to do something to stop them!"
Picard considered this. It would be a great risk... but if the Borg could be stoppped once and for all from conquering the quadrant, it might be worth it. "Very well, Captain. Mr. Data, set a course for Starbase 612, maximum warp. Ensign Lucetti, dispatch a subspace message to Admiral Hawthorne advising him of the Borg's return. Also, send a message to the Jupiter and Templar. Tell them to remain here to guard the Premonition."
"Thank you, Captain," Deming whispered. "And good luck." The Enterprise wheeled away from the Premonition, and rocketed into warp. Next stop, Starbase 612... and a confrontation with an old enemy.
End Chapter One!
A/N: So what did you think? Please please please let me know what you think of this! And be nice, this is my first fic.
A/N: I'm writing this to see if there is any interest in this story. Any comments or anything else should be sent to my e-mail, ccgfan1@hotmail.com. Please read/review, let me know if I should continue this. Thanks!
Chapter 1
"Premonitions"
'Captain's log, stardate 53315.2. With the Dominion War over, and matters stabilizing in the Alpha Quadrant, the Enterprise is escorting a convoy to re-establish an outpost in the Barisa sector. Although we are not expecting any conflict, there have been rumors of renegade Dominion ships that have refused to accept the Dominion/Federation treaty. The Enterprise is being sent to protect the outpost during it's construction, should any hostilities arise.'
A large convoy flew through the Barisa star system, headed toward the fourth planet. Leading the convoy of construction vessels and personnel carriers was the flagship of the Federation, the U.S.S. Enterprise-E. On either side of this majestic ship, and a little further back, flew two Akira-class vessels: The U.S.S. Jupiter, and the U.S.S. Templar, both recently repaired at Deep Space Nine.
'Wonderful', thought Captain Picard. 'We're in for at least two weeks of boredom out here'. Two weeks, was the time it would take Starfleet to get another ship out here to relieve them, and the minimum time to establish an outpost with rudimentary life-support functions. 'I wish we'd get some action... even if it is a few renegade Dominion ships.'
Four hours later, the convoy pulled into orbit of the large gas giant, Barisa IV. The Enterprise and her two escorts pulled away from the construction vessels, and let their crews of workbees begin their work. Some of the workbees immediately began unloading the pre-fabricated life-support modules for the new station, while others worked on the connecting bridges, supporting arms, and power systems.
Suddenly, all of the Enterprise's sensor alarms went off at once, snapping Picard out of his boredom-induced trance. "Ensign Perim," he said, addressing the young Trill at the science station. "Report."
She looked over at him with a look of fear on her face. "Uh, sir..." she began, wiping sweat out of her eyes. "Sensors just picked up a rather large Dominion attack force, heading this way."
Picard stood, and walked over to the science terminal. "Composition?"
Perim tapped a few keys, bringing up a tactical analysis. "At least three Battlecruisers, and over a dozen attack ships."
"Oh no... Red Alert!" Picard snapped. The computer immediately plunged the bridge into darkness, and flashing red lights gave the room an eerie appearance. "Arm phasers, load all torpedo bays!"
"Aye sir!" came the reply from the tactical station. "All weapons online, and operating normally..."
A loud beeping cut him off. An incoming transmission. "Captain, we're receiving a transmission from the Jupiter," informed Ensign Lucetti.
"On screen."
The viewscreen at the front of the room lit up with the face of Captain Satelk, a former instructor at Starfleet Academy. "Captain Picard, we've detected the Dominion fleet. What are your orders?"
"Go to red alert, and prepare for a hell of a fight." Picard said grimly.
"Captain, I hereby request permission to conduct a live-fire test of our new weapon system." The Jupiter was the first Federation ship to be equipped with one of many new Federation weapons that were designed during the Dominion War: the Chain Reaction Pulsar, which was a torpedo-like projectile that absorbed shield energy from its target, then ricocheted to another, getting stronger with every hit. This situation would be the perfect time to test it in a large-scale battle.
Picard thought this over. The Chain Reaction Pulsar was experimental at best, and had never been tried. But this was a dire situation, because the Jem'Hadar had them outmanned, and outgunned. And both Picard and Satelk knew it. The Jem'Hadar knew it too. "Permission granted."
"Understood Captain. Jupiter out." The viewscreen switched back to a view of the starfield, with the approaching Dominion fleet.
In less than five minutes, the Dominion fleet reached the convoy and opened fire, only to have their shots bounce harmlessly off the three ships' shields. Then, the Federation vessels opened fire themselves. The battle was joined. The Jupiter and the Templar shot past a cluster of three attack ships, strafing as they went. The Enterprise, meanwhile, was engrossed in a battle with a Jem'Hadar Battleship.
"Mr. McClure, fire quantum torpedoes," ordered Picard. McClure complied, unleashing a barrage of torpedoes toward the battleship, which lurched from the impact.
"Direct hit on their starboard engine, sir."
"Keep firing at that same location. It appears their shields are weakest there." Picard could see the damaged engine, with several torpedo holes torn through it. He watched as another barrage flew toward the damaged craft, finding their mark yet again, and severing the engine from the ship completely.
On the other side of the planet, however, things were not going well...the Jupiter and Templar were being harrassed by four attack ships and a battleship. Both ships shook with repeated impacts of Poleron-based phaser fire. "Lieutenant," ordered Satelk. "Charge up the Pulsar cannon, and target the nearest attack ship."
"Aye, sir," responded the young lieutenant. "Pulsar cannon online, target acquired. Awaiting your command."
Satelk didn't hesitate for a second. "Fire!" The lieutenant hit the key on the console, and the ship lurched briefly. A large, purple projectile shot out of the ship's upper torpedo bay, streaking toward the Jem'Hadar ship. The entire crew of the Jupiter watched apprehensively.
The projectile hit the attack ship, causing a small explosion, and then bouncing off to a neighboring ship. The weapon functioned perfectly, absorbing shield energy as it went along. The torpedo hit the last attack ship, nearly trashing its shields, and headed for the battleship. Once it reached the battleship, it tore through its shields like they were non-existent and slammed dead-on into the engineering section of the ship, causing a large series of explosions that tore the battleship apart from inside.
The Jupiter's bridge crew broke into cheers as they saw the battleship die a fiery death. They were happy, because their new weapon worked, and they were happy, because they were still alive.
The Enterprise, meanwhile was faring extremely well against the remaining Dominion ships, mopping them up and blowing them to shards all too easily. Once the last enemy ship was destroyed, Picard began to breathe a sigh of relief. Ensign Perim spoke up from her station. "Sir, all the Dominion ships have been destroyed. The sector is clear." Then her console started beeping. She punched a few buttons, analyzing the energy readings... but what the sensors showed was impossible. Wasn't it? "And, uh, sir, I'm detecting a large temporal disturbance ahead."
'Temporal disturbance?' Thought Picard. 'This doesn't sound good.' He turned to Perim. "On screen."
"Aye sir," came the quick reply, followed by more button pressing. Soon, the viewscreen lit up, showing a massive tear in space directly ahead of them. Picard stood and stared, incredulous. It looked exactly like the temporal rift they had seen 9 years ago... the one that Guinan had said brought a ship from the past into their present, altering time. "Sir, I'm detecting a ship emerging from the rift."
A large vessel, clearly Federation in design, glided slowly out of the rift, leaking plasma from its starboard engine. It was a large ship, vaguely Sovereign-class in design, but sporting a strange pod mounted above and behind the main saucer section. 'That ship...' Picard mused. 'I've seen it before, but where?' His thoughts were interrupted, as two Borg Spheres plowed through the rift immediately behind the obviously damaged Federation vessel, opening fire on it once clear of the rift.
Another loud beeping, this time from Communications. "Sir, we're receiving a Priority One distress call." informed Lucetti.
"Put it through."
The viewscreen scene changed to show a middle-aged man, and in the background, Picard could hear sirens wailing, crew members shouting, and the scene wobbled visibly as the ship took fire. "This is Captain Thaddeus Deming of the U.S.S. Premonition. We are under attack by the Borg! Request immediate assistance! Repeat, this is Capt-" The transmission cut off suddenly.
"Mr. Data, get us over there, now," Picard ordered. The android immediately complied, stirring the Enterprise into motion. The Jupiter and Templar, having heard the distress call too, headed in to help. All three ships, once in range, attacked the Borg Spheres furiously with a barrage of quantum torpedoes and phaser blasts. The Spheres didn't last long. Soon, the Premonition was free, floating in space, rotating slightly because of the plasma venting.
"Ensign Lucetti, hail that ship," Picard said, sitting down for the first time since the battles had ended.
Captain Deming re-appeared on the screen a second later. He smiled when he saw who he was addressing. "The legendary Captain Picard," he said, his voice full of awe and respect. "It's an honor to meet you sir."
Picard stood again, walking forward toward the viewscreen, laying his hand on the back of Data's chair, as he usually did. "Captain Deming, your ship does not appear in the Federation database. Can you explain this?"
"That is because the Premonition does not yet exist." Deming replied. His face then turned serious. "I've come from three years in the future to warn the Federation of an impending Borg invasion that will take over the entire Quadrant."
Picard sighed. He wasn't going to listen to this. It could harm the timeline... "Captain Deming, the Federation has strict rules to govern time travel. I have no intention of listening to-"
"Captain Picard," Deming snapped. "Where I come from, the Federation barely exists. What was left just barely managed to build this ship and get it launched before the Borg attacked. Vulcan, Bajor, Qo'noS, Earth... they're all assimilated planets!"
He paused, to take a breath. "Within the next three hours, the Borg will attack and assimilate Starbase 612. Its fall was marked as the start of the Borg incursion that eventually took over the Alpha Quadrant. You have to do something to stop them!"
Picard considered this. It would be a great risk... but if the Borg could be stoppped once and for all from conquering the quadrant, it might be worth it. "Very well, Captain. Mr. Data, set a course for Starbase 612, maximum warp. Ensign Lucetti, dispatch a subspace message to Admiral Hawthorne advising him of the Borg's return. Also, send a message to the Jupiter and Templar. Tell them to remain here to guard the Premonition."
"Thank you, Captain," Deming whispered. "And good luck." The Enterprise wheeled away from the Premonition, and rocketed into warp. Next stop, Starbase 612... and a confrontation with an old enemy.
End Chapter One!
A/N: So what did you think? Please please please let me know what you think of this! And be nice, this is my first fic.
