Captain Cassandra Holly of the Federation Science Vessel Pioneer bid Commander Benjamin Sisco good day as they were given clearance to take the ship through the wormhole. Ensign Daren Vek was excited for his first mission. True, mapping stars in the gamma quadrant was hardly the most thrilling occupation in the universe, but there was always the chance that somebody from the region would be interested in a dialog with the ships weapons systems. Daren firmly reminded himself that a peaceful mission was a successful mission. It wasn't that stellar cartography wasn't the love of his life, it was, but every science vessel in the whole stinking Federation had been all over the area within 12 lightyears of the wormhole. They'd be lucky to find an asteroid that nobody had noticed before. He sighed as he told the computer to begin scanning to confirm data from previous maps.
"Bored, Ensign Vek?" Captain Holly teased. Holly was a short human woman, with short cropped red hair. Daren did not lie. His partly Vulcan cultural heritage dictated that he always be scrupulously honest, unless logic dictated that he must. He bent the rules quite often, but he felt that lying to his first captain really wasn't one of those times he should.
"Just a little sir."
"Don't worry, we'll be mapping where no has before. Just be patient."
"Sir?"
"Permission to push the envelope a bit came through from Command early this morning."
"Yes sir!" Daren replied enthusiastically.
His enthusiasm had worn off somewhat by the time they were done with their originally assigned region of space. As he had feared, previous teams had missed objects of mostly minor significance. The only thing that excited him in the least was a class M moon orbiting a gas giant. He envied those who would actually explore the moon. The gas giant was the only planet in orbit around its sun, causing speculation that the moon had once orbited the sun. Having grown up on earth, Daren wondered what it would be like to live on a world where it was seldom dark. The moons night would be lit by reflected light from the gas giant. It was fascinating really.
His daydream of life on a twilight planet was interrupted by an alarm klaxon. He fought to comprehend what his console was telling him. Somehow a blackhole had appeared out of nowhere around the ship. Finally his instruments picked up the telltale signs of a wormhole.
"Its a wormhole," he shouted to the rest of the bridge crew, "But its going to be a bumpy ride! Recommend shields at the most we can get out of them, Captain." Caption Holly gave the order, and the crew held on for dear life.
Daren felt like a bean in a shaken maraca. He lost track of the number of times he was abruptly thrown against the wall or floor. "Why don't starships have safety restraints?" he wondered just before his head crashed into the ceiling.