Star Trek Federation
By Jared Berezin
Part I
Scene I
As the U.S.S. Curie exited a wormhole on the edge of the sol system, they weren't alone…
As soon as the Curie was in communication range, they called for assistance. An unidentified vessel appeared behind them 5.2 minutes earlier. Their shields were downs and they were looking at a cataclysmic core breach in a matter of minutes. The Curie was equipped with a full arsenal of weaponry, but it had a limited affect on the substantial assailant. They were equipped with the old transphasic torpedoes, and they only seemed to create ripples in the vessel's shields. The vessel was equipped with sumdum based particle missiles.
After the Curie was pummeled for another 30 seconds, the Starships Jefferson and Moscow arrived with an ultimatum, "unidentified vessel, cease and desist, I repeat, cease and desist. You are attacking a Federation vessel within Federation held space. Power down your shields and weapons and prepare to be boarded. If you don't comply, we will open fire."
The ship didn't listen and continued its attack on the Currie. It launched a spread of 20 sumdum missiles. The Jefferson and the Moscow opened fire on the ship, but they had only a little more effectiveness that the Currie's weaponry. In retaliation, the vessel launched 50 missiles at each ship. The Jefferson was destroyed by the 15th shot and the Moscow survived the bombardment, but only by their new shield upgrades. The Currie was crawling away on impulse power only; they had to eject their core. The vessel then turned around and reentered the wormhole. Before it closed, the ship launched a single torpedo from its aft bay. The torpedo expanded into an energy field the size of a small moon. It entered the center of Sol IX (A.K.A. Pluto.) The energy field then completely destroyed the entire planet and any survivors of the Moscow and the Jefferson.
Star Trek Federation
Scene II Star date 230128.6 Location- Sol III Earth 2531
Meeting of the United Federation of Planets Council
The Xyxrians, the Kutun, and the Andorinas were the last to arrive. They exited the Terran Wormhole, and saw what remained of Pluto. On Pluto at the tome of the attack, there were around 10,00 Federation citizens alone. The total amount of casualties in the attack amounted in 17658. The reason why these species had come to Earth, was because the President of the Federation had called a meeting of the Council to discuss the events that had transpired. Earth was on full tactical alert, every ship entering the Sol System, was to be checked and double-checked for any foreign devises. The entire Federation found out about what was going on at Earth. Bajor had begun prayer for the victims and to bring the evil to justice.
The session of the council commenced at exactly 1300 Earth time with representatives of over 500 planets and colonies spend over 25,000 light- years. The room was full of yelling and banter. "Order, order," called the President while banging his hammer, "we must have order." The room fell silent. It is quite nerve shattering when over 750 people go silent at the same second. "Thank you, I am quite certain that you all know why we are he convening this meeting. Approximately 3 days ago, an unidentified vessel followed the U.S.S. Currie on its return from a deep space research assign in the far edge of the galaxy. When the Currie exited the wormhole on the far side of this system, this vessel opened fired on it. The Currie radioed for help, and the Starships Jefferson, and Moscow went to assist. The vessel's sumdum particle armaments destroyed them both the ships. In a grossly violent and hostile attempt to frighten us into submission fired an energy weapon directly into the center of Sol IX, A.K.A. Pluto. The annihilation of Pluto resulted in the deaths of over 17,000 Federation citizens. The only optimistic side to this horrific event is that the Currie survived not without severe damage to its hull and primary system. To continue that briefing, the head of Starfleet Intelligence, Fleet Admiral Kasson with diverge the information that we have at this time. Admiral?"
"Thank you Mr. President. Honored Dignitaries, Starfleet personal, and all present today I give you with great regret, the Sumal. The Sumal are a highly evolved and technologically advanced species from the far edge of the Galaxy. Their home planet is located on the edge of the Gamma and Delta Quadrants. We have this information, brought to you by the U.S.S. Currie and her crew. They were out exploring the end of the galaxy past where the Starships Voyager and Equinox embarked over 175 years ago. They explore that region and revisited the people that these historic Starships visited those many years ago. The Currie had very brief contact with the Sumal. So brief, that they only contacted an unmanned automated communications array, and scanned the area. The Sumal consider those scans and act of war. The Transphasic torpedoes developed years before had little or no effect on the Sumal vessel's shield and hull. The torpedo used to disintegrate Pluto was in our class ranks, a class 500. The most powerful we use is a class 50. A class 50 is rarely used because of the amount of energy needed to create it, and that in this era of peace don't need weapons that powerful. According to our brief and limited scans of the ship, we could tell that there were around 3000 Sumal aboard. I am in great pain to inform you of this, but we do not have the offensive or defensive capabilities to thwart off an attack by this hostile species. I will now take questions from the floor, anyone."
At that exact moment, 0ver 500 hands shot up. But, the Klingon ambassador over powered the voices of the others. He bellowed "What are you talking about, what are we going to do about it? I speak for the empire by saying that we are willing to fight these Sumal pataks. They are without honor to attack us like this."
"There will be no need for this," said the president, "it is in my opinion that we send our most powerful ship to find an end to this hostility before it begins."
"Are you kidding me," replied the Klingon, "I thought you should know better than that. You diplomats tried that 170 years ago by extending that so-called olive branch to the Founders. That course of action led the Federation into war. Not to mention, we don't even have a flagship. We lost 3 years ago and there has been excuse after excuse why we don't have one." We didn't even loose it in battle, the ship was destroyed in a fit of rage against this very council. It is not even that we don't built new ships; it is that none of them are to be the flagship."
"The flagship is still under construction, design and technology flaws keep cropping up, and it keeps delaying the field testing and displaying of the ship. Not to mention that we don't need it to show are backbone. We are at peace."
"Are you blind, the Federation is old and dying. We have sacrificed so much to species over the years. Now you are willing to give more just to appease a new threat. The Federation lacks a backbone. The Federation needs to declare war to show we have power. You don't understand what honor means. You Federation had honor during the time of Picard, Sisko, Worf, Martok, and Riker. But now, all you have is diplomacy, and no honor."
"You are going too far Kacha. You are insulting every person around you. Not to mention that everything the Federation stands for. We are dedicated to exploration, peace, and prosperity for all. Not your archaic pursuit of honor."
"Archaic! I will kill you where you stand."
"I doubt it." Council members, I hope you will ignore this feeble conversation. Now let us vote on a course of action. All in favor of a peaceful and sane solution say aye."
Seventy Five percent of the hands went up, twenty percent opposed the motion, and five percent of the delegates didn't vote.
"In light of these results of this vote," said the Klingon, "I must inform you of a new change of plans. I am not only a member of the Federation Council; I am also the representative of the new unified Kling High Council. We have come together to form our own governmental alliance. We have had secret negotiations with over 50 planets within the Federation. I will not diverge these names at this present time. You and this repulsive group of cowards will receive their resignation from the Federation within 7 earth days. At that time they will be members of the new Qur'nos Alliance. We Klingons have been planning this for years, but this is the final straw. You no longer have control over us. At this moment, I a representative of the Klingon Empire officially resign my people from the United Federation of Planets, stardate- 230128.7. All peace treaties and military agreements signed by our two people are considered null in void. I am not given the authority to declare war, but do not be so surprised if it is on the horizon. Good bye you pathetic dishonored group of interstellar garbage."
At that moment, the Klingon pressed a control on his wrist and transported to his ship along with representative of over 60 planets.
"This session of the council has ended. All are dismissed, and thank you for your time honored delegates," said the President in a disoriented, confused state.
Scene III Location- The Briefing Room of the President of the Federation, Earth
"Can someone please explain to me what the hell just happen?" asked the President in a total state of disarray.
The president reached for a bottle of scotch that he kept on a small table near the replicator. He took a glass, poured himself a cup and took it down in one swig.
"I think the Klingons are a little off there rocker today," said Captain Frank Roberts.
The President said, "Very funny. But, you don't get what we are in for. This new Qur'nos Alliance is a threat."
"At leas they are following in our ideas," said Frank, "the Qur'nos Alliance. Cooperation; they are learning."
"Sean, how many planets are we talking, and who?" asked the President.
"We are talking about over 50 key systems along are boarders and several directly within Federation territory," Said Admiral Sean Kasson "Not to mention, some of them are key producers of materials, and the owners of invaluable resources that we cannot replicate successfully. Also, in those systems alone, there almost 1 trillion people."
"Trillion?" asked the President.
"Some of these systems had a very high population density." Said Sean, "One system had over 95 billion alone. These systems made up a significant amount of Starfleet. Right now, several million Starfleet personal are resigning. We might have to decommission several ships to conserve resources and man power."
"Speaking of Starships, what about the flagship," said Frank, "The Klingon was right. It doesn't take three years to build a starship. With the technology we have now a days, it should take about a year, year and a half, tops. What's going on?"
"Sean, should we show him?" Asked the President.
"Why not you trust right?" Asked Sean.
"Show me what?" Asked Frank.
"Let's go for a ride," said the President.
Scene IV Location Private Vessel of the Federation President Sol System
The ship exited from earth orbit and headed off in the direction of the wormhole.
"Where exactly are we going?" asked Captain Roberts.
"Patience is a virtue my good friend, you'll see in a minute," said the President.
The ship was at the asteroid field inside the sol system, and them passed the system's transport relay station. The ship made a sharp turn around the station and disappeared. The station launched a decoy holographic ship to appear to be the presidential vessel.
Scene V Location: Outside Starfleet Intelligence Headquarters, Sol System
Captain Roberts was astonished at the sight ahead of him. It was a massive rectangular station about 500m across, 200m high and 300m deep. All around the station, there were little ships and people in environmental suits doing various activities. But, most of the focus was a large ship in the main hanger bay.
"Welcome to the new home of Starfleet Intelligence," said the President, "All you questions will be answered at a debriefing in 45 minutes after we dock. Even though you are a high-ranking officer, you will still be escorted everywhere to insure security standards are kept. See you in 45."
As the crew exited the ship, Captain Roberts was escorted to the briefing room with no detour and no sight seeing what so ever.
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After the Captain was given a cup of coffee and a sandwich, the President and a Fleet Admiral walked in. The Admiral was a big guy, about 6"32 with big broad shoulders and hands that could crush an boulder.
"Captain Frank Roberts, meet Fleet Admiral Dennis Riker, head of Starfleet Intelligence," said the President as he walked in.
Captain Roberts stood up in proper protocol and waited to be told to relax.
"At ease soldier," said the Admiral; "I know these are not the greatest times for the Federation, but I need your help."
Frank sat down.
"Sure," said Frank, "but what can I do?"
"You can do more than you possibly imagine. I am quite sure you noticed a ship being built in the docking bay, yes?'
"Yes sir, I was wondering about that and also where we are. The president here told me something about we being at Starfleet Intelligence.
The only thing is, that Starfleet Intelligence was destroyed by a renegade Jem Hadar contingent six years ago."
"All that is true, that base was destroy six years ago, and this base was completed 40 months ago. There is a small secondary base on Earth, but this is our headquarters."
"How do you hide this station from the public, no cloak known to the quadrant could hide a station this big. Light is bound to get through. Also, I walked through a person earlier, does that have anything to do with this?"
"Captain, I will give you the whole story. When this station was built, a new type of technology had been developed. A small starship near the Hexium System tested a new cloaking device; a temporal cloak. The cloak instead of displacing and refracting light, it takes the ship out of temporal synch by several milliseconds. The tests went successfully and this technology was installed in this station. The people you walked through were that of the personnel of the crew on the transport relay station. That station blocks and takes care of personnel transfers, supplies and an energy output to cover the immense power signature of the station. The ship, in the docking bay, is the missing Federation flagship. It has taken three years to build, because we have placed the most advanced technology in all the Federation. The ship will be complete in approximately 9 days. That is why you are here."
"Me?"
"Yes you, you are to become the captain of the new Federation flagship. You will be given rights to this ship that not even the President sitting here has. You will be able to name your ship, and chose almost all of your crew."
"Almost all?"
"Yes, almost. Most likely this will be the last starship commissioned in the next few months. The Council has placed several members of your staff for various reasons. Such as your Operations officer Lieutenant Tzivika Rema. She is on board to keep relations with the Xyxrians good and stable. Secondly, your first officer, Commander Elizabeth Hawk, she has been on this ship since the first bulkheads were laid in place. Next, a rather antisocial gentleman who has a rather interesting job on board your ship."
"What do you mean interesting?"
"He is a special envoy from the council. He is in essence you head ambassador with complete diplomatic immunity. Also, he is a trained solider with the command of an assault team to handle serious situations. His name Louis Vito."
"Ok, but hopefully he would interfere with ship's functions."
"Lastly, someone you most likely know, your counselor, Commander Jillian Roberts."
"What!? Why is my mother assigned to this ship?"
"Your mother has the greatest field record as a counselor on a deep space tactical assignment. We felt that family relation would not be important to you."
"This is my mom though."
Captain Roberts felt over whelmed with all the information he was just given. He finally had a new command.
"I know this is a lot of information to be bombarded with in five minutes," said the admiral, "but you are the best person for the job. You have nine days to collect all of your crew here through the transport relay station. You also have only nine days to get completely familiar with your new command."
"Why only nine days?"
"Because in nine days you are launching the new Federation flagship on its first mission. You will be briefed on that mission in exactly one week from today on that mission. From this Stardate until your departure from this station you are assigned here. You will be given quarters and complete access to all Starfleet personnel files to choose your crew. No matter who it is you can get them."
"Yes sir. I'll do my best to get this crew together. May I ask how many crewmates are needed to run this vessel?"
"Yes you may. The minimum crew complement is about 200. The maximum is about 375. You are already assigned 52 crewmembers including the members of your senior staff. You have nine days captain, and I hope you use them well."
Captain Roberts stood and left the room with a sense that he will start on the biggest mission of his life.
End of Part I
By Jared Berezin
Part I
Scene I
As the U.S.S. Curie exited a wormhole on the edge of the sol system, they weren't alone…
As soon as the Curie was in communication range, they called for assistance. An unidentified vessel appeared behind them 5.2 minutes earlier. Their shields were downs and they were looking at a cataclysmic core breach in a matter of minutes. The Curie was equipped with a full arsenal of weaponry, but it had a limited affect on the substantial assailant. They were equipped with the old transphasic torpedoes, and they only seemed to create ripples in the vessel's shields. The vessel was equipped with sumdum based particle missiles.
After the Curie was pummeled for another 30 seconds, the Starships Jefferson and Moscow arrived with an ultimatum, "unidentified vessel, cease and desist, I repeat, cease and desist. You are attacking a Federation vessel within Federation held space. Power down your shields and weapons and prepare to be boarded. If you don't comply, we will open fire."
The ship didn't listen and continued its attack on the Currie. It launched a spread of 20 sumdum missiles. The Jefferson and the Moscow opened fire on the ship, but they had only a little more effectiveness that the Currie's weaponry. In retaliation, the vessel launched 50 missiles at each ship. The Jefferson was destroyed by the 15th shot and the Moscow survived the bombardment, but only by their new shield upgrades. The Currie was crawling away on impulse power only; they had to eject their core. The vessel then turned around and reentered the wormhole. Before it closed, the ship launched a single torpedo from its aft bay. The torpedo expanded into an energy field the size of a small moon. It entered the center of Sol IX (A.K.A. Pluto.) The energy field then completely destroyed the entire planet and any survivors of the Moscow and the Jefferson.
Star Trek Federation
Scene II Star date 230128.6 Location- Sol III Earth 2531
Meeting of the United Federation of Planets Council
The Xyxrians, the Kutun, and the Andorinas were the last to arrive. They exited the Terran Wormhole, and saw what remained of Pluto. On Pluto at the tome of the attack, there were around 10,00 Federation citizens alone. The total amount of casualties in the attack amounted in 17658. The reason why these species had come to Earth, was because the President of the Federation had called a meeting of the Council to discuss the events that had transpired. Earth was on full tactical alert, every ship entering the Sol System, was to be checked and double-checked for any foreign devises. The entire Federation found out about what was going on at Earth. Bajor had begun prayer for the victims and to bring the evil to justice.
The session of the council commenced at exactly 1300 Earth time with representatives of over 500 planets and colonies spend over 25,000 light- years. The room was full of yelling and banter. "Order, order," called the President while banging his hammer, "we must have order." The room fell silent. It is quite nerve shattering when over 750 people go silent at the same second. "Thank you, I am quite certain that you all know why we are he convening this meeting. Approximately 3 days ago, an unidentified vessel followed the U.S.S. Currie on its return from a deep space research assign in the far edge of the galaxy. When the Currie exited the wormhole on the far side of this system, this vessel opened fired on it. The Currie radioed for help, and the Starships Jefferson, and Moscow went to assist. The vessel's sumdum particle armaments destroyed them both the ships. In a grossly violent and hostile attempt to frighten us into submission fired an energy weapon directly into the center of Sol IX, A.K.A. Pluto. The annihilation of Pluto resulted in the deaths of over 17,000 Federation citizens. The only optimistic side to this horrific event is that the Currie survived not without severe damage to its hull and primary system. To continue that briefing, the head of Starfleet Intelligence, Fleet Admiral Kasson with diverge the information that we have at this time. Admiral?"
"Thank you Mr. President. Honored Dignitaries, Starfleet personal, and all present today I give you with great regret, the Sumal. The Sumal are a highly evolved and technologically advanced species from the far edge of the Galaxy. Their home planet is located on the edge of the Gamma and Delta Quadrants. We have this information, brought to you by the U.S.S. Currie and her crew. They were out exploring the end of the galaxy past where the Starships Voyager and Equinox embarked over 175 years ago. They explore that region and revisited the people that these historic Starships visited those many years ago. The Currie had very brief contact with the Sumal. So brief, that they only contacted an unmanned automated communications array, and scanned the area. The Sumal consider those scans and act of war. The Transphasic torpedoes developed years before had little or no effect on the Sumal vessel's shield and hull. The torpedo used to disintegrate Pluto was in our class ranks, a class 500. The most powerful we use is a class 50. A class 50 is rarely used because of the amount of energy needed to create it, and that in this era of peace don't need weapons that powerful. According to our brief and limited scans of the ship, we could tell that there were around 3000 Sumal aboard. I am in great pain to inform you of this, but we do not have the offensive or defensive capabilities to thwart off an attack by this hostile species. I will now take questions from the floor, anyone."
At that exact moment, 0ver 500 hands shot up. But, the Klingon ambassador over powered the voices of the others. He bellowed "What are you talking about, what are we going to do about it? I speak for the empire by saying that we are willing to fight these Sumal pataks. They are without honor to attack us like this."
"There will be no need for this," said the president, "it is in my opinion that we send our most powerful ship to find an end to this hostility before it begins."
"Are you kidding me," replied the Klingon, "I thought you should know better than that. You diplomats tried that 170 years ago by extending that so-called olive branch to the Founders. That course of action led the Federation into war. Not to mention, we don't even have a flagship. We lost 3 years ago and there has been excuse after excuse why we don't have one." We didn't even loose it in battle, the ship was destroyed in a fit of rage against this very council. It is not even that we don't built new ships; it is that none of them are to be the flagship."
"The flagship is still under construction, design and technology flaws keep cropping up, and it keeps delaying the field testing and displaying of the ship. Not to mention that we don't need it to show are backbone. We are at peace."
"Are you blind, the Federation is old and dying. We have sacrificed so much to species over the years. Now you are willing to give more just to appease a new threat. The Federation lacks a backbone. The Federation needs to declare war to show we have power. You don't understand what honor means. You Federation had honor during the time of Picard, Sisko, Worf, Martok, and Riker. But now, all you have is diplomacy, and no honor."
"You are going too far Kacha. You are insulting every person around you. Not to mention that everything the Federation stands for. We are dedicated to exploration, peace, and prosperity for all. Not your archaic pursuit of honor."
"Archaic! I will kill you where you stand."
"I doubt it." Council members, I hope you will ignore this feeble conversation. Now let us vote on a course of action. All in favor of a peaceful and sane solution say aye."
Seventy Five percent of the hands went up, twenty percent opposed the motion, and five percent of the delegates didn't vote.
"In light of these results of this vote," said the Klingon, "I must inform you of a new change of plans. I am not only a member of the Federation Council; I am also the representative of the new unified Kling High Council. We have come together to form our own governmental alliance. We have had secret negotiations with over 50 planets within the Federation. I will not diverge these names at this present time. You and this repulsive group of cowards will receive their resignation from the Federation within 7 earth days. At that time they will be members of the new Qur'nos Alliance. We Klingons have been planning this for years, but this is the final straw. You no longer have control over us. At this moment, I a representative of the Klingon Empire officially resign my people from the United Federation of Planets, stardate- 230128.7. All peace treaties and military agreements signed by our two people are considered null in void. I am not given the authority to declare war, but do not be so surprised if it is on the horizon. Good bye you pathetic dishonored group of interstellar garbage."
At that moment, the Klingon pressed a control on his wrist and transported to his ship along with representative of over 60 planets.
"This session of the council has ended. All are dismissed, and thank you for your time honored delegates," said the President in a disoriented, confused state.
Scene III Location- The Briefing Room of the President of the Federation, Earth
"Can someone please explain to me what the hell just happen?" asked the President in a total state of disarray.
The president reached for a bottle of scotch that he kept on a small table near the replicator. He took a glass, poured himself a cup and took it down in one swig.
"I think the Klingons are a little off there rocker today," said Captain Frank Roberts.
The President said, "Very funny. But, you don't get what we are in for. This new Qur'nos Alliance is a threat."
"At leas they are following in our ideas," said Frank, "the Qur'nos Alliance. Cooperation; they are learning."
"Sean, how many planets are we talking, and who?" asked the President.
"We are talking about over 50 key systems along are boarders and several directly within Federation territory," Said Admiral Sean Kasson "Not to mention, some of them are key producers of materials, and the owners of invaluable resources that we cannot replicate successfully. Also, in those systems alone, there almost 1 trillion people."
"Trillion?" asked the President.
"Some of these systems had a very high population density." Said Sean, "One system had over 95 billion alone. These systems made up a significant amount of Starfleet. Right now, several million Starfleet personal are resigning. We might have to decommission several ships to conserve resources and man power."
"Speaking of Starships, what about the flagship," said Frank, "The Klingon was right. It doesn't take three years to build a starship. With the technology we have now a days, it should take about a year, year and a half, tops. What's going on?"
"Sean, should we show him?" Asked the President.
"Why not you trust right?" Asked Sean.
"Show me what?" Asked Frank.
"Let's go for a ride," said the President.
Scene IV Location Private Vessel of the Federation President Sol System
The ship exited from earth orbit and headed off in the direction of the wormhole.
"Where exactly are we going?" asked Captain Roberts.
"Patience is a virtue my good friend, you'll see in a minute," said the President.
The ship was at the asteroid field inside the sol system, and them passed the system's transport relay station. The ship made a sharp turn around the station and disappeared. The station launched a decoy holographic ship to appear to be the presidential vessel.
Scene V Location: Outside Starfleet Intelligence Headquarters, Sol System
Captain Roberts was astonished at the sight ahead of him. It was a massive rectangular station about 500m across, 200m high and 300m deep. All around the station, there were little ships and people in environmental suits doing various activities. But, most of the focus was a large ship in the main hanger bay.
"Welcome to the new home of Starfleet Intelligence," said the President, "All you questions will be answered at a debriefing in 45 minutes after we dock. Even though you are a high-ranking officer, you will still be escorted everywhere to insure security standards are kept. See you in 45."
As the crew exited the ship, Captain Roberts was escorted to the briefing room with no detour and no sight seeing what so ever.
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After the Captain was given a cup of coffee and a sandwich, the President and a Fleet Admiral walked in. The Admiral was a big guy, about 6"32 with big broad shoulders and hands that could crush an boulder.
"Captain Frank Roberts, meet Fleet Admiral Dennis Riker, head of Starfleet Intelligence," said the President as he walked in.
Captain Roberts stood up in proper protocol and waited to be told to relax.
"At ease soldier," said the Admiral; "I know these are not the greatest times for the Federation, but I need your help."
Frank sat down.
"Sure," said Frank, "but what can I do?"
"You can do more than you possibly imagine. I am quite sure you noticed a ship being built in the docking bay, yes?'
"Yes sir, I was wondering about that and also where we are. The president here told me something about we being at Starfleet Intelligence.
The only thing is, that Starfleet Intelligence was destroyed by a renegade Jem Hadar contingent six years ago."
"All that is true, that base was destroy six years ago, and this base was completed 40 months ago. There is a small secondary base on Earth, but this is our headquarters."
"How do you hide this station from the public, no cloak known to the quadrant could hide a station this big. Light is bound to get through. Also, I walked through a person earlier, does that have anything to do with this?"
"Captain, I will give you the whole story. When this station was built, a new type of technology had been developed. A small starship near the Hexium System tested a new cloaking device; a temporal cloak. The cloak instead of displacing and refracting light, it takes the ship out of temporal synch by several milliseconds. The tests went successfully and this technology was installed in this station. The people you walked through were that of the personnel of the crew on the transport relay station. That station blocks and takes care of personnel transfers, supplies and an energy output to cover the immense power signature of the station. The ship, in the docking bay, is the missing Federation flagship. It has taken three years to build, because we have placed the most advanced technology in all the Federation. The ship will be complete in approximately 9 days. That is why you are here."
"Me?"
"Yes you, you are to become the captain of the new Federation flagship. You will be given rights to this ship that not even the President sitting here has. You will be able to name your ship, and chose almost all of your crew."
"Almost all?"
"Yes, almost. Most likely this will be the last starship commissioned in the next few months. The Council has placed several members of your staff for various reasons. Such as your Operations officer Lieutenant Tzivika Rema. She is on board to keep relations with the Xyxrians good and stable. Secondly, your first officer, Commander Elizabeth Hawk, she has been on this ship since the first bulkheads were laid in place. Next, a rather antisocial gentleman who has a rather interesting job on board your ship."
"What do you mean interesting?"
"He is a special envoy from the council. He is in essence you head ambassador with complete diplomatic immunity. Also, he is a trained solider with the command of an assault team to handle serious situations. His name Louis Vito."
"Ok, but hopefully he would interfere with ship's functions."
"Lastly, someone you most likely know, your counselor, Commander Jillian Roberts."
"What!? Why is my mother assigned to this ship?"
"Your mother has the greatest field record as a counselor on a deep space tactical assignment. We felt that family relation would not be important to you."
"This is my mom though."
Captain Roberts felt over whelmed with all the information he was just given. He finally had a new command.
"I know this is a lot of information to be bombarded with in five minutes," said the admiral, "but you are the best person for the job. You have nine days to collect all of your crew here through the transport relay station. You also have only nine days to get completely familiar with your new command."
"Why only nine days?"
"Because in nine days you are launching the new Federation flagship on its first mission. You will be briefed on that mission in exactly one week from today on that mission. From this Stardate until your departure from this station you are assigned here. You will be given quarters and complete access to all Starfleet personnel files to choose your crew. No matter who it is you can get them."
"Yes sir. I'll do my best to get this crew together. May I ask how many crewmates are needed to run this vessel?"
"Yes you may. The minimum crew complement is about 200. The maximum is about 375. You are already assigned 52 crewmembers including the members of your senior staff. You have nine days captain, and I hope you use them well."
Captain Roberts stood and left the room with a sense that he will start on the biggest mission of his life.
End of Part I