Voyager, Assimilated.
Prologue
The Bridge had an eery sense of calm as the Borg cube drew Voyager closer in a cold embrace. Breaking this silence, Tuvok spoke with trembling Vulcan calm. '"Captain, shielding and primary tactical systems are down, sensor and life support systems are at minimum." Janeway swiftly turned her head to Harry. "Full power to propulsion, try a reversed polorion beam and get us out of here!" she barked, fear filling her head and heart. Suddenly, Seven of Nine rushed onto the bridge, visibly shocked. "Captain, I would like to inform you that the Borg cube just attempted to break into our primary computer core. I have switched to the auxiliary core for now. I would also like to inform you that if they continue these assaults with increasing intensity, I will be unable to compensate." Janeway sighed, as she realized the full hopelessness of the situation. "Good, Good, keep me informed of any changes. Harry, how's the-" Janeway was abruptly interrupted by a Borg voice, as they hacked into the intercom system. "We are the Borg, do not resist us. We will add your technological and biological distinctiveness to our own. You will perfect us further. Resistance is futile." Get them out of our com system!" shouted Janeway with frantic urgency. Harry spoke up. "Captain I have the polorion beam ready captain." Acknowledged, disable their primary tractor beam!" Janeway ordered. Harry sighed, and swiftly input the command sequence. Suddenly, the ship started shaking violently. "Captain the polorion beam is creating a gravitronic feedback pulse!" Harry shouted over the various alarms. "I don't know if our hull can take it!" Suddenly, the shaking stopped. "What happening? Damage repor-" Janeway was cut off by Seven of Nine's voice on Janeway's combadge. " Captain , they've accessed the primary and auxiliary computer cores, deactivating them now." But it was too late. Already, the companels began to flicker with Borg interface. Janeway realized she had no other option. Beckoning to the ensign, she gave him what she thought would be her final orders. " Tom, plot a collision course, heading 345 761 82 mark 4. " Captian, that would be suicide-" "Do it, do it now!" A horrified look spread across the Tom's face as he attempted to find a way to input the fatal course. "Seven, can you give us a little more time with the computer core?' Janeway frantically implored. " Yes, but only for a few seconds." Seven replied. "Then do it, full impulse!" shouted the doomed captain. "Yes ma'am.." replied Tom. Voyager turned to face its opponent, and the impulse engines glowed with a final light. Slowly at first, the lost ship moved closer to its final mission.