In the year 2280, the galaxy comes under attack by a race of aliens known as the Zaj, a brutal species determined to kill and conquer everything in its path. These warriors are merely the beginning of a massive invasion which will test the strength and courage of Starfleet and the inhabitants of our galaxy. In the early days of the war, a new ship is commissioned, its crew determined to protect and defend…

USS Avalon- NX -3002-C Post # 1
A new day is upon us- Veritas et Luminas

Alpha Centauri Shipyard NX Division

A highly cleared engineer sat in his office looking out of
the large window which subsequently had a discreet view of the NX Ship
Dry dock. As the engineer looked out his window he admired the work of
his colleagues. At last the Prometheus class b variant was complete and
just in time to defend against the Zaj. The majestic looking ship was
extraordinary in many ways. Its weapons system was the most impressive
system yet designed, and its shields, hull, and dual armor were
considered unmatched in the fleet. But more importantly her crew… each
member was hand selected by the highest authority of SFC. Both the CO
and XO were considered among the best in their positions. Every
crewmember had proven their worth at least a hundred times. For all of
these reasons, one could understand how this ship received its name USS
Avalon. In the history of early Earth, Avalon was considered the place
where King Arthur and his knights awaited to return to defend England.
In the past, former ships bearing the name Avalon had also proven worthy
of the excellence that was now expected of this ship and crew.

The crew's mission would be far more important to Earth than
to simply explore, there mission would simply be to save the federation
at all costs.

Back on SB10

Admiral Griffith had finished packing all of his things and
was nearly ready to depart. He had enjoyed his time on SB 10 and would
miss everyone.

Starfleet Command Earth

As Admiral Griffith prepared to depart SB10, another admiral sat

behind a desk in his office on Earth, reviewing a report from AC Shipyard stating
that construction of the Avalon C was complete. At this moment in time
it became apparent to him that it was time to dispatch crew assignments,
the crew had been chosen, but now it was time to let them know that they
were going to be the frontline of defense in this new vessel. First and
foremost to the CO of the new ship… Rear Admiral Griffith.

Back at the Shipyards

Several hundred SF personnel scurried about the new ship
that had taken two years to build. All of the final tests were being
run. All systems were being checked and the Computer Core was being
programmed with the final settings. All in all the mood was cheerful.

Meanwhile on SB10

Just as Griffith was getting ready to walk out of his
quarters his commbadge beeped "Harold to Griffith"

He reached up and lightly tapped the shiny commbadge. " Go ahead
Captain."

She responded "We have a priority one message encoded for your eyes only
from the CnC."

You could sense the feeling of wonder in both parties. "Put it through
to my quarters. Please." At this point the tall older looking man turned
and sat down at the desk in his quarters, he tapped the screen and the
UFOP Omnicron appeared. He knew that this indicated the necessity of a
voice command authorization. "Griffith alpha 2." The screen then
shifted. A face appeared on the screen and it was none other than the
CnC himself.

"Good evening Admiral Griffith, I hope that I am not interrupting." Said
the CnC.

Griffith smirked and replied. " No sir, not at all, I was just preparing
to depart the SB and head home."

"Well then, I am glad that I caught you, I am transmitting a very
personal request. You must however understand that the material I am
sending you is considered Highly Classified, Alpha 1 rated. Consider
this material a personal request from myself and the President."

Griffith was amazed, and shocked. What could be so important as to
classify it Alpha 1 and be a personal request for me. "Yes sir, I am
receiving the transmission now. I will dispatch a response when I have
read the enclosed information." Said Griffith.

"Excellent Admiral, I look forward to your response." Just then the
screen shifted and now the request/orders appeared.

To: Rear Admiral Griffith, Retired.
From: SFC, CNC.
Security: Alpha 1- Highly Classified.
FOR YOUR EYES ONLY

Admiral Griffith,
It is with great pleasure that I and the SF Council do
hereby request your immediate reinstatement to Rear Admiral, Active. As
you may be aware the Federation is combating several different enemies
at this point in time and it is considered the highest priority to the
Federation, that at this time we need a first line of defense. What you
do not know, is that for two years the AC Ship yards have been
constructing a brand new class of ship, unmatched in the fleet. This
ship is classified Prometheus Class B Variant. However more importantly,
it needs someone like you to take the command chair. We need your
expertise and abilities to pilot this new ship. This ship is currently
registered "USS Avalon. NX – 3002-C." I have attached a copy of the
ships basic schematics, and information. We have also dispatched
requests to former members of the Avalon-B, in hopes that they too will
be willing to step back into the seats that were left so many years ago.
I sincerely hope that you receive this letter and will consider assuming
command of this ship, as the fate of the Federation may lie in your
hands.

Respectfully and Sincerely,
SFC, CnC

END TRANSMISSION

Griffith then keyed down to the ships schematics, not that they would
make any particular difference in his decision; he had already made his
decision. He would take the assignment, but first he wanted to know what
he was going to be flying. He clicked on the ships schematic file and it
opened, it of course requested clearance and Griffith provided his voice
command again. Then the ships schematics appeared.

USS AVALON NX-3002-C

Class: Prometheus-B

Weapons/Defense:

MULTI VECTOR ASSAULT MODE: MVAM. Currently Classified Alpha 1
Ship can separate into three separate sections each
operating on separate fronts and controlled directly from the bridge. As
though attacking with three different ships.

Phasers: 18 Type XII phaser banks
10 Torpedo Tubes 1000 Photon Torpedoes. 100 per tube.
4 Rotating Quantum Torpedo Launchers
(30 Type II QT's, 25 Type III QT's, 20 Type IV QT's)
2 Rapid Fire Transphasic Torpedo Launchers 50 Transphasic Torpedoes

Shields:
Auto Modulating High Capacity, Multiphasic Regenerating Shields. Total
Capacity 4,310,000 Terrajoules
Section-Section forcefields (Designed and used in Voyager during Year of
Hell part 1 & 2)
Ablative Armoring, Night Hawk.
Deployable Armor –Highly experimental

Hull:
Heavy Duranium/Tritanium double hull, plus 21 cm Ablative armor.
Emergency Deployable Armor. Also includes a high level Structural
integrity field.

Schematics:
Length: 3001 Ft
Width: 1202.3 Ft.
Height: 390 Ft.
Mass: 4.5 Metric Tons

37 decks/ 32 Open/ 5 Classified

1 Bridge & 1 Auxiliary Bridge (Battle Bridge) However in the even that
both bridges are destroyed the ship can be controlled from Engineering.

Crew Compliment:
750/8000 (750 SF Personnel / 8000 Civilian, Misc.)

Shuttle Compliment:

4- Type 8 Pers. Shuttles
3 Type 9
6- Type X Cargo Shuttles
4- Type XI Pers. Shuttles
4- Type XVIII Shuttle pods
3 Danube Class Runabouts
2 Delta Flyer Class Runabouts
1 Captains Yacht.

Other Amenities:
Holo emitters on every deck as to facilitate the use of an EMH/ECH on
any deck/section of the ship.

Warp Engines:

4 Cochrane Warp Corp Generators feeding 5 Nacelles.
1 Quantum Slipstream drive – HIGHLY CLASSIFIED! No other data available.

Warp Capabilities:
Normal Cruise Speed: Warp Factor 8
Maximum Cruise Speed: Warp Factor 9.9
Emergency Max Speed: Warp Factor 9.99975. (Not fully tested)

Impulse Engines:
5 Subatomic Unified Energy Impulse Engines

Griffith was extremely impressed, he had only heard of the Prometheus
class ships in the past, and had never heard of SF implementing QSS
drives into their ships. But, as the file showed in reference this was
the first, and only model to ever have that technology openly available.
Not to mention the weapons system. This ship was more heavily armed than
three Battlecruiser class ships put together. But obviously Starfleet
recognized that this would be necessary to defeat the enemy.

Griffith reached over and tapped a few keys on the screen of his
computer, all of a sudden the face of the CnC was back on the screen.
"Sir, I have reviewed your request and the ships specifications and
would like to inform you I am accepting this assignment and
reactivation. It is my honor to carry out command of this ship."

The CnC smiled and nodded "Very well then, I will expect you to report
to AC Shipyards within the next 72 hours. Your crew will be here and we
will get you familiarized with all of the systems. I am transmitting the
coordinates of the ship and you should have access remotely to the
onboard ships computer to get to know the ship and its capabilities. I
look forward to seeing you take command Griffith. Good luck."

At that point the screen went blank and Griffith knew that it was time
to get going.

Captain Harold's Office

Captain Harold sat quietly at her desk; these last few weeks had been
very hectic for her. She was ready for a real vacation now. But things
hadn't gone so bad. Griffith had kept things in order and maybe even
made a few improvements. Like the massaging chair in her office. (That's
for you my friend Captain) Overall she was pleased with how things had
worked out. The station was in perfect working order. ::Just then the
door opened and in walked Admiral Griffith.::

"Hello old friend" he said to her.

"Well hello there. I see you are up and about. Thank you for keeping
things together during this tad bit of fun." She said lightly.

"Ah, no worries lass. It wasn't any harder than sitting at home. Besides
I had fun, and now I have more orders of command. Unfortunately they are
classified… so… can't indulge. But I will say this… I will be back in a
few days." He smiled and winked at her.

She knew at that moment that something was going on, she didn't know
what, but she knew that Griffith was up to something. She had known him
far too long. "Well, you be careful out there. I will hold you to that
word. I expect to see you a little more often now."

Griffith smirked in his quirky Scottish way. "I am sure you will my
friend. I am sure you will." He knew that simply saying this would give
her the very idea that he would be coming back on a more permanent
basis. Little did she know that the Avalon C was being stationed at SB
10 for testing and for a front line of defense?

She smiled and nodded. "Good luck old friend. Come back soon."

"I will, I will. Trust me. I will be in touch soon. But for now, au
revoir mon ami." He smiled and turned slightly walking slowly out the
door.

Griffith headed for the shuttle bay and boarded a Delta Flyer Class
shuttle. He had no time to see anyone else, but had sent them all notes
saying he would be back in a week. He laid in a course. Alpha Centauri
Ship Yards.

72 hours later, AC Ship Yards

Griffith had spent the last 7 hours getting to know his ship and meeting
his crew… again. He wasn't aware that the crew was his former Avalon
crew. But he was happy. Each of them knew their talents and abilities
like it was their own, so this would be an easy way to get things
moving. Yes there were a couple of new crewmembers, but they were all
fairly familiar to Admiral Griffith and his executive officer, Taylor
Dorian. They had all met and spoke everything over; it was time to get
under way. The ships systems were confirmed ready and it was time to
christen the ship.

4 hours later

The USS Avalon sat in Dry Dock. The ships crew was at their stations,
they were only awaiting clearance and the Admiral's order to clear dock.
On the promenade above, the President and the CnC accompanied by several
other high ranking officials stood waiting for the Avalon to be
christened. The same engineer mentioned earlier sat in his office
watching out the window looking at this beautiful ship, he noticed the
bottle of 250 year old champagne was flying, it was 100 meters off the
port bow and closing… it twirled elegantly through space, spinning
slowly and in a straight line heading dead for the registry number of
the ship. 10 meters, 4 meters, 1 meter… the glass shattered the
champagne slowly oozed out of the bottle in a fine spray. Everyone
around clapped and the mood was wonderful. The engineer sat at his desk,
it was done. Now the Federation could be saved.

Meanwhile on the bridge

The communications officer looked at Admiral Griffith. "Sir, Dry dock is
reporting we are clear for departure."

Griffith smiled, and stood up. "Comm inform Dry dock we thank them for
their clearance. Helm, take us out ¼ impulse engines. Slow and steady."
The ship began to move, as each meter of the ship cleared the dock,
people wooed at the look of this new ship. To date only a handful of SF
officers other than the AC ship dock had seen it. It was a beauty.

"Sir, we have cleared space dock. SFC has cleared us for full departure.
Course heading sir?" came the voice of the Avalon's Helmsman.

"Helm, set a course, SB 10, Warp 8. Let's stretch our legs a little bit
shall we!"

"Course set. Sir." Replied the helmsman.

"Engage." Came the voice of Admiral Griffith.

"Aye sir." Came the voice of the Avalon's helm officer. At that point he
reached up and tapped the final key sequence, the Avalon's nacelles came
online and only nanoseconds later engaged. The ride was very smooth.

Griffith looked down at the command tactical. He reached up and tapped
his comm. Badge, "Griffith to Engineering".

"Lt. Jackson go ahead sir." Came the reply of a younger
engineer, but she was well known throughout the fleet for her
engineering expertise. Even as a Lt. she was considered one of the
foremost leaders in quantum technology, and since this was the only ship
in the fleet to openly utilize that technology, her place was on the
Avalon.

"Lt. How does the propulsion system look? Any problems?"
said Griffith.

Lt. Jackson responded promptly, after reviewing the
engineering system panel " No sir, no problems down here. Engines are
running normal. Anti-matter containment field is within specifications
and warp field is stable."

"Wonderful. Keep me informed, I want to know at the first
sign of any problem." Said Griffith.

He then looked down at his Tactical Officer, Lt. Commander
O'lion " Cmdr O'lion weapons status?"

O'lion looked at the screen " Sir, all systems report
normal."

"Wonderful. Keep me apprised to any changes in the systems.
I would like you to arrange a test of your phasers."

O'lions eyes widened, he was looking forward to that. The
ships weapons armament was extraordinary. He couldn't wait to test the
transphasic torpedos.

Griffith reached over and tapped the general comm. " All
hands this is the Captain speaking. Standby to initiate the Quantum Slip
Stream Drive." He then looked down at the helm station " Helm, course
correction, heading 010 mark 2. Take us out, SS Warp 1. Take us just
outside of the sector then swing around and lay in a course for SB10."

"Aye aye captain. Course laid in, heading 010 mark 2, QSS
Warp 1."

"Engage" came the voice of Rear Admiral Griffith.

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