Prologue

Attack On the U.S.S. Syrian

A/N: While I am beginning to write this, I have just seen Star Trek in theaters, and it is awesome! This story may not have many, if not any, characters from any particular Star Trek story, but it takes place SUPPOSEDLY after whichever Star Trek series took place last in the series, so don't hate me for getting the years wrong and all that. And, taking place in the future, there will be new alien species (may be based off of things in other science fiction works, such as Lord of the Rings or Dragonlance, etc.

Stardate 3193.795-32; Videx Star System, Bridge of the U.S.S. Syrian...

Everything in the surrounding space was silent, as usual. The U.S.S. Syrian, the Federation's newest Enterprise-Class model Starship, lazily drifted through space, the crew making sure that everything in the star system checked out normally. On the bridge, the captain of the ship, Captain Skylar Negron sat in the (almighty) Captain's chair, looking out the window at the endless expanse of space before his ship.

"Mr. Carey," Skylar addressed his Navigations officer. "Where is the next location we're assigned to?"

"The next location we'll be checking out is the Roydag system, Captain." Replied Navigations officer Samuel Carey.

"Very well. Plot a course for the Roydag sys-" He was cut off by an urgent voice.

"Captain!" Exclaimed another officer, Lara Troy. "We have unknown ships coming out of hyperspace as we speak."

"Put it on screen."

The bridge's window changed to a screen showing several ships exiting hyperspace wormholes. As Lara had said, these ships had never been seen before, yet they looked slightly familiar. Skylar looked at them. "Is it just me, or do those ships slightly resemble Romulan spacecraft?"

"Yes, Captain, I am picking up faint traces of Romulan technology in the ships' system analysis. Also, there are traces of Klingon, Arroca and even Vulcan technology." Said the Tech specialist, Gordon West.

"Open hailing frequencies, Lieutenant Cunningham."

"Yes, Captain Negron, opening hailing frequencies now." Said Lieutenant Sadie Cunningham, the ships' Xenolinguist.

"This is Captain Skylar Negron of the U.S.S. Syrian hailing unknown vessel. Please, state your name, race and business here."

After a few moments, Sadie announced. "Captain, the ship is hailing us and we're also getting a transmission from the medical bay."

"Put the other ship on screen, first." Sadie nodded as the screen once again changed to show a man with dark skin and tattoos that were a pale white color.

"My name is Orphos of the Romacrogon Fleet. We've come here searching for a Captain Nick Negron of the Federation Starship designated the U.S.S. Seireitei."

"I'm very sorry, but I do not know of any other Captain Negron in the Federation. Also, there is no such ship as the U.S.S. Seireitei."

"You are lying! We came here looking for the man who helped engineer the destruction of the entire Romacrogon race!"

"I understand that, but this Captain Negron and U.S.S. Seireitei do not exist. Also, your race has never been heard of within the Federation. How can we tell you are telling the truth?"

"What is the Stardate?"

"It's Stardate 3193.795-32."

"Oh, so we have come too far in time, then. That explains why neither Captain Negron or the U.S.S. Seireitei exist as of yet. Very well, you have five minutes to evacuate this system or I will destroy you!" Orphos said before breaking the connection between the ships.

Skylar contacted the medical bay. "Dr. Howe, what did you need?"

Dr. Howe, as the Vulcan was called, bowed to the transmission from the bridge. "Captain Negron, your wife has gone into labor, sir."

"Well, she'll have to give birth on a shuttle pod. We're evacuating the ship, now."

"Yes, Captain." The doctor said and broke the connection.

Skylar turned to the rest of his crew. "Everybody, evacuate the ship immediately."

"But, Captain, what about the enemy?"

"Don't worry about them. I'll take care of them. Just go. And, Mr. Bishop?" Skylar said to his first-in-command.

"Yes, Captain?" Asked Cyrus Bishop.

"I'd like you to stay with my wife and watch over my child for me. I doubt that I'll be returning home with you all."

"But, Skylar..." Cyrus said.

"No arguing about this, Cyrus. A Captain goes down with his ship, and so it will be with me. Just tell my wife that I love her. Now, go and make sure she gets away safely. I'm counting on you."

"Yes, Captain." Cyrus said reluctantly before leaving the room.

Shuttle Bay...

Cyrus arrived in the shuttle bay and immediately boarded Medical Shuttle 4, the Shuttle Skylar's wife Katie Hansen Negron was giving birth. He went over to the pilot. "Take off, Captain's orders."

"Cyrus? What are you saying? Skylar's still on board!"

"I know, Katie, but he told me that he was going down with the ship. No amount of arguing with him will make him change his mind, so just calm down and give birth."

Katie, albeit reluctantly, complied with Cyrus's instructions. Dr. Howe smiled at Katie. "Alright, Katie, you just need to give me one more good push. There we go." He said as he handed Katie and Skylar's newborn child to Katie. "Here's your newborn son, Katie."

Katie opened her own communicator and contacted Skylar. "Skylar? We've got a son."

"Really?" Skylar's voice said over the communicator. "What should we call him?"

"How about we name him after your grandfather?"

"What, Constantine? No, that would be the worst thing ever. Let's name him after your father, Eli."

"Eli Negron? Yeah, I think that'll do. Please, Skylar, get out of there!"

"No, Katie. You have to understand. I am doing this to save you and our son. Please, don't let my choices be done in vain. Just don't forget that I love you."

Katie was now crying. "I never will."

"Good. Goodbye, Katie."

The connection wen dead after that, and Katie saw that the U.S.S. Syrian had just been attacked, but was also rammed into the enemy ship in a last act of bravery, courage, and selflessness. The enemy ship, being rocketed by the impact, was not able to do anything as the many shuttle pods went into hyperspace to get back to Earth.

Earth, Stardate 3302.732-01...

Eighteen year old Nick Negron arrived back at his house after his graduation from High School. Walking into the house, he found his mother Neela sitting down at the table, holding a single letter that seemed to be making her upset. "Mom? Are you alright?"

Neela jumped in surprise and hid the letter behind her back. "Nick! I didn't think you'd be home so early."

"Well, I didn't want to stay for the graduation party. Everyone else is probably just going to talk about how they got into the Starfleet Academy. I would just be dead weight among all of them."

"Oh, Nick. Don't you fuss about any of that. You don't need to go to the Academy to be successful. All you need is some initiative."

"Yeah, I know, mom. But, I've sent four applications to the Academy, and none of them have come back."

"Well, one did. This came today. But, you don't need to go. Your grandfather died while in the Federation!"

"Yeah, but he died with the ship, helping grandma and Great-uncle Cyrus get away with dad! He was only protecting his loved ones, and he was so selfless about it that he committed suicide in order for them to flee to safety! Mom, I want to go and be with my friends! I want to go and be with the ones that I can help protect while on board a ship in the Starfleet Federation's Armada!"

"What about your father? He didn't go to the Academy."

"Yeah, because he was scared he'd die! I'm not afraid to die, mom! Not when I'm helping protect not only my friends, but the entire Earth as well. So please, just let me go. Tell me when the shuttle leaves, now."

Neela sighed, knowing that she was defeated. Nick had inherited his grandfather's strong will, determination and stubbornness. "Alright. Just, please don't die on your first mission aboard a Starship, okay?"

"I promise you I won't do that, mom. Now, when does the shuttle leave?"

"It leaves in three hours, so you'd better hurry to the Shipyards. Your friends are probably already there, actually. Once you, the only missing new recruit arrives, they can leave for the Starfleet Academy early, and you can begin your life as an officer in the Starfleet Federation."

"Thank you, mom. Never forget that I love both you and dad, and tell him that I'll come back as soon as I get some time off."

"I love you too, Nick. Now, go and make your mark on the world."

Nick went upstairs to his room to pack some stuff. Afterwards, he came back down and headed out the door, driving his car to the Shipyards where the shuttle for the Starfleet Academy would be leaving from.

A/N: I have finished this! Alright, I know I have references to various things, such as Alien races whose names are really just two or more different, already-existing species combined and then the Bleach reference. But, I think I did well with this. Of course, I technically copied the entire beginning of the new movie for most of this chapter, but I did need some background story and I couldn't think of anything original, so I worked with what I had.

Next Time: You get to meet some of Nick's friends. Also known as the whole new class of Starfleet recruits. There will be a medical student, a Xenolinguist, a Navigational student and, of course, the love interest. But, what will happen when they begin school at the academy? Well, let's wait for that, shall we?