Disclaimer: Hey there, welcome back! As you can see, I've finally got my computer back in order... After that is, after wiping the damn thing, and reinstalling it. Damn computer illiterates! "Clears throat" Well, I realize the last chapter was a little boring, and for those of you adrenaline junkies, this one will a little more detailed. But there is a surprise ending... That's all for now, on with the show! I don't own Digimon, or Star Trek. Just the crap that I can make-up in my sick and twisted mind. So, DON'T SUE ME!
Main Bridge, USS Enterprise, 0814 hrs. (8:14 a.m.)
"Transport complete, the commander is out." Said Worf from tactical, as commander Data rushed over to replace Naomi at the ops station.
"Sir, the unknown vessel is locking weapons on commander Wildma-"
"Captain... I am detecting an unknown power surge emanating from commander Wildman!" Said Data, as he interrupted commander Worf.
"What kind of surge commander?" Asked Picard, as a stunned look appeared on his face.
"It is the same kind as that from a digivolution, captain." Said Data.
"On screen!" Said Picard. The screen shifted its view to commander Wildman.
((Exit to space view))
Naomi floated in the dark expanse of space, as the light of the tranceporter beam faded. She looked at her digivice, as another strange symbol appeared on it. She felt as if she wasn't alone... Not while she had this digivice, and a will to fight. A blue field appeared around her, as that same blue ring spun around her hand, and now, she knew what do with it.
"EXECUTE! SPIRIT EVOLUTION!" Shouted Naomi, as the data of her physical form decompiled, and a new set of data compiled around her. Within a moment, the process was complete. The blue field disappeared, as the view of the unknown ship became visible again. She felt an unknown sense of power... Of unity, as she shouted her new name.
"RANAMON!" Said Naomi. The vessel fired a blast of disrupter energy. Ranamon easily evaded it, as she flung herself away. She held up her hands, as she began merging stray oxygen and hydrogen particles together. A large ball of water began to form, as she floated to its center.
"You wanna play? Then let's play!" Said Ranamon, as she attacked the ship.
Hypnos Tower, Yamaki's office, 1114 hrs. (11:14 a.m.)
"Are you sure it's an alien vessel?" Asked one of Yamaki's superiors over the video link. Yamaki leaned forwards in his chair.
"Yes... For one thing, the vessel is giving off a power signature like nothing else of that era. Human, or alien." Replyed Yamaki.
"If it's alien, then why are we only sending a complely 'alien' team to find it?" Came another one of Yamaki's superior's.
"Hey, that was completely uncalled for!" Retorted the U.N. adviser to the other superior.
"I don't trust them, and frankly, I'm surprised you don't either Yamaki." Replyed the other superior.
"I trust them, because I know their telling the truth." Came Yamaki.
"Why? All because that brat knew they were coming?" Replyed the superior.
"Enough! We're supposed to be discussing the artifact, not international policy." Shouted the first superior. Yamaki relaxed.
"The away team that the Prometheous is sending is the Hazard 'Alpha' team." Replyed Yamaki.
"Hazard Alpha team?" Asked the U.N. adviser.
"A special group of security and other personnel..." Replyed the first superior.
"The ship is supposedly from a planet about fifty light-years away... A planet that once had the ability to travel space at warp speeds, but has fallen back into a pre-atomic stage of development." Explained Yamaki.
"Why did they fall back so far?" Asked the first superior.
"Because apparently, the religious sect that possessed the technology started finding spheres of trans-quantum energy floating around their starsystem. So, they brought them back to their homeworld. After a while, those 'orbs' as their called, started coming straight to the planet, so the people decided that they didn't need the ships anymore." Explained Yamaki.
"...And? Were are they now?" Asked the U.N. adviser.
"Does that even matter? What are these 'orbs'?" Asked the first superior. Yamaki wanted to sign, but held back.
"I'm not sure exactly..." Replyed Yamaki. Each person on the screen frowned in frustration.
"Don't you know anything about-?"
"Mr. Yamaki..." Came a secretary over the room's intercom.
"This isn't a good time Rukanna-"
"Sir, there's a message from the Prometheous, they say 'Hazard team, away' Said the secretary. Yamaki looked back to his superiors.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go... I'll report back later." Said Yamaki, as he closed the video links. As he walked towards the door, he began to think, 'Why do I get the feeling this will be one of those bad-to-worse days?'
Beam down site, Beneath Cairo, 1121 hrs. (11:21 a.m.)
"Can everyone hear me?" Asked Impmon over his helmets comm.
"Lieutenant Darmont, check"
"Ensign T'shosh, check."
"Ensign J'kr'rt, check." Said the team as they all called in. They began flashing their hand torches around.
"Sir, over there!" Shouted J'kr'rt, as he pointed at what looked like a giant tombstone. The team walked over to the object. With every step, the writing grew clearer. lieutenant Darmont didn't even look up from his tricorder as he scanned it.
"Weird..." Said the lieutenant.
"Whatta' mean 'weird'?" Asked Impmon. The lieutenant looked up at the stone.
"The warp signature... It's coming from this rock." Replyed the lieutenant.
"That is imposable. This stone clearly has no way of obtaining, and holding that kind power. Are you sure it is not coming from behind the stone?" Asked ensign T'shosh. The lieutenant moved closer to the surface of the stone, and set his gloved hand on its surface. He wiped away some of the dust that had been hiding the writing beneath.
"Sir, there's some hieroglyphics hear... Let me run it through the translator." Said the lieutenant.
"Sir, it's a sealed room!" Came J'kr'rt from the other end of the cavern.
"What?" Asked Impmon, and T'shosh in unison. The ensign started walking back towards them.
"I said, it's a sealed room. There's no door." Replyed J'kr'rt.
"Naaa, dat can't be! Did yas use yer tricorder?" Asked Impmon, as started walking towards the ensign.
"Yes sir... It looks like this entier room was built around it." Replyed the ensign.
"Sir, I've finished the translations..." Came lieutenant Darmont from the stone.
"Well... What's it say?" Asked Impmon, as he, and the rest of his team started back to the tablet.
"It says; From the eye of Ra, comes the hand of fate. To forever seal the light of destiny..." Replyed the lieutenant, as he read the translation. Impmon crossed his arms.
"What da' hell is dat suppose ta mean?" Asked Impmon The lieutenant turned to face him.
"I don't know... Maybe we should open it." Replyed Darmont, as he looked at his team.
"That would not be advisable... If there is a worpcore behind that seal, it could destabilize." Came ensign T'shosh.
"She's right. This is one hell of an archeological find, we should report back to the ship." Said J'kr'rt. Impmon turned back to the lieutenant.
"Darmont, scan behind dat rock... I wanna know what's back der." Said Impmon. The lieutenant turned back to him.
"I already did sir... There must be some form of quartz in this rock." Answered the lieutenant.
"That is not possible. This cavern is made of fairly new sandstone... That kind of mineral would take millions of years to form." Came T'shosh.
"Whatt about cammermite?" Asked Impmon. Both T'shosh, and Darmont shook their heads. Impmon sighed.
"Alright... Let's open it." Said the lieutenant. Darmont pulled his hand phaser out of his buffer, and set it to one of the lower cut settings. Impmon did the same, as the other two moved back.
"Ready?" Asked Impmon. Darmont already had his phaser holstered, and ready. They both fired, aiming for the bottom of the stone. Dust spewed everywhere, as the particle beams hit the yellow sandstone. The two stopped firing after a moment, as they realized that there fire wasn't getting threw. They rest their phasers to a higher setting, and fired again. An again, nothing happened.
"Now dat's a strong rock!" Said Impmon, as he turned to the lieutenant at his side.
"Sir, we can't cut threw the cover stone... I suggest we lock the transporter, and-"
"No, we can't get a transporter lock." Said ensign J'kr'rt, interrupting Darmont. Meanwhile, Impmon was already resting the setting on his phaser.
"Alright everyone, stand back." Said Impmon, as he pointed his phaser at the stone. They looked at him in surprise.
"Sir, what are you doing?" Asked ensign T'shosh. Impmon turned and looked at her.
"Waddas it look like um doin'?" Asked Impmon, as he turned back to the cover stone, and once again, fired his phaser. This time, it was set to its highest power setting, and to thirty percent area coverage. More than enough to blast a hole the size of a room. The red beam seared at the stone for a few moments. Dense smoke rose from the ashes, as lieutenant Impmon continued to fire. After about three minutes, he stopped firing, and stared at the hole that had been created. It wasn't a very big one either... Only about as big as a car door. The edges seared as red molt. He turned to his team.
"Anyone got a bucket of water?" Asked Impmon.
"Sir, our hazard suits are more than enough to withstand the heat." Replyed T'shosh. Impmon knew that too, but he'd been very careful around those kinds of things... Ever since his encounter with Magedramon. He shivered at the thought as he hopped threw the hole, careful not to touch the edges. He found himself in another dark room. He flashed his hand light around, until it hit a piece of the wall that was connected to a piece of rusting metal. The rest of the team crawled threw the hole, and also began to look around. He walked around to the metal.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Shouted someone over the comm.
"Who was dat?" Everyone turned to look at each other.
"Where's lieutenant Darmont?" Asked ensign J'kr'rt.
"I'm fine. I think I found the entrance to the ship." Came the lieutenant's voice over the comm. They all flashed their lights over to his position, and saw that a hatchway had fallen open. Leaning against the rusted metal, was the skeleton of a Bajoran.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Laughed Impmon. Everyone turned towards him.
"What? It was funny..." Said Impmon in his own defense.
"Sir, there is breathable atmosphere in there." Came ensign T'shosh. Impmon blinked questioningly.
"What? How?" Asked Impmon.
"I'm not sure." Replyed the ensign. Impmon walked into the vessel. Inside, there was very little light. Although there a few, dim battery lights, there still wasn't enough for them to turn off their hand lights. On the opposing wall, hung the symbol of the Bajoran people. A large oval, with two objects at each of its ends. A circle, indicating the planet Bajor, and at the other end, a small, stone pyramid, to symbolize the temple of the Prophets. And finally, a line between... Connecting the two forever. Impmon loved Bajoran symbolism, so literal.
"Sir, I think I've found the engineroom on this thing..." Came lieutenant Darmont, as he pointed his tricorder into the darkness of the rear corridor.
"Den I guess da bridge is dis way..." Said Impmon, pointing down the other side of the corridor. Darmont turned back to him.
"No sir... From what I can tell from my scans, that area of the ship collapsed centuries ago." Answered the lieutenant. Impmon looked back at him. His helmet faceplate rotating its position with his face.
"Hauh... Well, let's go to da engineroom..." Said Impmon, as he turned towards the other end.
"Ensign J'kr'rt, take point." Said Impmon, as he waved the Benzite to the front of the group. The four of them moved slowly down the ancient corridor. Impmon was surprised by the sheer length of the hall. He'd seen the blueprints for the ancient Bajoran solar-sail ships, but this was ridicules. Within moments, they reached a dull, rust-covered hatch, with some kind of ancient writing on it.
Beep beep beep. "Sir, this writing isn't in Bajoran!" Said lieutenant Darmont. They all looked at him quizzically.
"What? If it's not Bajoran, den what is it?" Asked Impmon.
"It's in a form ancient Bajoran, and Vulcan sir." Replyed the lieutenant Impmon just stared back in disbelief.
"What? Now that's impossible." Replyed ensign J'kr'rt.
"He is right... Your readings must be wrong." Came ensign T'shosh as she pulled out her own tricorder.
"That's just it... From what my readings can tell me, this ship is at least twenty thousand, two hundred years old." Said the Lieutenant. Impmon stared back in disbelief. He shook it off.
"No... Two thousand... Three thousand, maybe... But twenty thousand? Common. Da Bajorans weren't even pre-industrial back den!" Said Impmon.
"That isn't exactly accurate... The Bajoran people skipped their own industrialization, and became a space fairing, pre-warp culture." Came T'shosh. Darmont didn't even look up from his tricorder.
"Sir... I'm reading a complete atmosphere behind this hatch!" Came Lieutenant Darmont. Impmon started tapping his specially designed, booted foot.
"A'right already! Let's stop debatin' and find out why da hell we came here!" Shouted Impmon, as he started to get inpatient.
"J'kr'rt, open da door..." Said Impmon, as he waved the rest of his team backed up a few steps. The ensign pulled on the leaver to the door. It resisted for the first few pulls, as rust fell away from the hinge. Finally, in one felt pull, the leaver released, as a rush air flowed out of the room beyond. The large, round hatch swung away from its hatchway, to allow the team to see the room. They all stared in confusion... At a giant, black wall.
"What da hell-" Said Impmon, as he stared at the bulkhead in front of them.
"This isn't right... We should be looking straight into the engineroom!" Said lieutenant Darmont, as he walked up to the wall, and touched one of the pipes. He felt slight warmth even through his hazard suit.
Gasp! "Sir... I can feel heat coming from through the bulkhead!" Said the lieutenant, as removed his hand from the wall, and started working with his tricorder. The wall in front of him shimmered.
"What?" Exclaimed everyone at once.
"Lieutenant, step away from da wall!" Shouted Impmon, as he holstered his phaser. Darmont ignored him, as he continued to scan the wall.
"Lieutenant, dats-"
"Hold on sir... I think I've got something!" Retorted the lieutenant, as he continued to scan. SLAM! Everyone turned around, and looked down the corridor for the source of the slam.
"No, no, no!" Shouted Impmon, as he ran down the other end of the corridor, and saw what the source of the noise was...
"The hatch, it's..."
"...Slammed shut." Finished Impmon, as he, T'shosh, and J'kr'rt starred at the rusted door.
"Lieutenant... Something's happening down here! I- I'm detecting life signs!" Came lieutenant Darmont over the comm.
"Great. Now what?" Said Impmon sarcastically. T'shosh's tricorder began beeping frantically.
"Sir, the atmosphere in here is stabilizing!" Said the Vulcan. Both Impmon, and J'kr'rt starred at her with their mouths hanging open. A small hiss could be herd through the helmets.
"How? Der aren't any air vents?" Asked Impmon, as he scanned the corridor with his hand light.
"That's what I've been trying to tell you... That bulkhead's gone." Came Darmont.
"Is it safe to take these things off?" Asked J'kr'rt after a moment. T'shosh was about to answer, when Impmon pulled up on his helmets seal.
"Sir, what are you-"
"Huh... Da airs a little stale. It's alright, it's breathable." Said Impmon, as he took a whiff of the atmosphere, and dematerialized his helmet back into his buffer. J'kr'rt did the same, but T'shosh continued to scan.
"What's wrong?" Asked J'kr'rt. T'shosh didn't even look away from her tricorder.
"I'm detecting a large energy build-up at the rear of the ship." Said T'shosh over the comm.
"What? What kind of build-up?" Asked Impmon, not liking the sound of her voice.
"Sir... I think you better see this." Came Darmont. Impmon started running back down the corridor, with T'shosh, and J'kr'rt following his every step. Impmon stopped suddenly in front of a bright, blue light. Ensign T'shosh stopped beside him, and started scanning for the source, while ensign J'kr'rt continued to run, until he tripped over Impmon, knocking the two of them down.
"Wha- What is it?" Asked T'shosh, as Impmon, and J'kr'rt pulled themselves up into a standing position. She got no reply, instead the four continued to stare into the light for a few more seconds, until T'shosh turned her head away.
"Sir, we should report this to the ship." Said T'shosh, as she shook off the trance that had held her. The rest of the group began to snap out of it as well.
"Right... Impmon ta Prome-"
"Sir, the light... It's changing!" Said Darmont, as he looked down at his tricorder. Impmon looked back at the light, and watched as it began to flicker.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Shouted J'kr'rt, as the light suddenly began to wrap itself around him.
"Ensign!" Shouted Impmon, as he watched him disappear. Then, it started wrapping itself around Darmont.
"Lieutenant!" Shouted T'shosh, as she extended her arm out to him.
"Run!" Shouted the lieutenant, as he too disappeared. Both Impmon and T'shosh started running down the corridor, the light, following close behind.
"Ensign, set yer rightful ta full power!" Shouted Impmon, as he pulled his compression rightful out of his buffer. T'shosh did the same, pointing it straight forwards.
"Now, aim for da hatch en fire!" Shouted Impmon, as he holstered his rightful. T'shosh, however, was already set, making a guess as to what her commander was thinking. Before Impmon could even get his hand around the trigger, T'shosh was already firing away at the hatch. Using her suit's targeting sensor's to target the hatch long before it could even come into view. Within seconds, the two had reached the opening. The Bajoran corps still laying in the same spot on the hatch where they'd found it. Impmon slapped his commbadge.
"Impmon ta Prometheous, two ta lock on fer emergency beam-up!" Shouted Impmon.
"Sir, I can't get a lock..." Came the voice of the transporter chief. Impmon rolled his eyes.
"Arrgg! We're headin' back ta da coordinates now!" Said Impmon. They finally reached the hatchway, and jumped out of the ship. But before they could land, Impmon was caught by the light.
"Energize!" Shouted Impmon, as he disappeared into the blinding light. T'shosh landed in the main chamber were they beamed in. She watched as the light reached her... Then, just as it was about to engulf her, she felt familiar tingle of the tranceporter. But as the room around her dissolved into nothingness, she felt a surge, as if she were being electrocuted. Then, the light of the tranceporter faded into darkness.
Main Sickbay, USS Prometheous, 1256 hrs. (12:56 p.m.)
"Computer, compare current synaptic scan of patient to that of stardate 59637." Said the Doctor, as tapped a few controls on the main sickbay consol, with ensign T'shosh laid out in front of him. She had been beamed-in from the main tranceporter room, with sever neurological damage. But from every scan that he made, the only thing he could find wrong with her, was that she wasn't awake.
Boo, boop. "Comparison complete, there is no discrepancy found." Replyed the computer, in its usual monolithic tone.
"Damn!" Exclaimed the Doctor, as he flung the PADD he was holding across the bay, where it landed close to another biobed. He was sure he'd been on to something. He leaned on the top of the consol, as he put his hands in his face. He herd the hissing of the doors opening.
"Sorry captain, but I haven't found- Oh, sorry lieutenant." Said the Doctor, as he around from to see lieutenant Ryo Akiyama standing at the door with his partner, ensign Monodramon.
"It's alright Doctor... We were just coming to see ensign T'shosh..." Replyed Ryo. The Doctor smiled back at the new officer. It had only been a few days since he had been commissioned as an officer, but he already knew the whole of the ship inside, and out...
"How's she doing?" Asked Monodramon, wearing the sincerest smile possible. The Doctor smiled back at his guests, as he turned back to the consol.
"How's her condition?" Asked Ryo, as he stepped over towards the diagnostic consol, and looked at the readings over the Doctor's shoulder. The Doctor ignored the lieutenant, unlike his predecessor, the E.M.H. Mark one. The Mark one didn't just receive their creator's image, but also his bedside manor, which is one of the reasons why he created the Mark twos... Like him.
"Well... I'm not really sure. Her cortical, and temporal lobes are showing signs of heighten brain activity-"
"Ahh, could you say it more plainly... Not all of us are well versed in neural chemistry." Came ensign Monodramon. The Doctor sighed, as he prepared himself to re-explain the ensign's state.
"He mean's, she should be awake..." Replyed Ryo, answering his partners question. The Doctor smiled.
"Have you tried reviving her yet?" Asked Ryo, as he moved closer to the ensign's biobed.
"How? There's so much neural activity... I'm afraid that if I do Revive her, she'll fall into neural shock." Replyed the Doctor. Ryo started rubbing the bottom of his chin as he thought.
"Hey, how do those things work anyway?" Asked Monodramon.
"They work by artificially creating the neural-chemical balance-"
"In english?" Asked Monodramon, as he cut the Doctor off in mid sentence. Ryo chuckled.
"It's basically throwing a bucket of water onto someone... Just not as wet." Replyed Ryo. The Doctor smiled at the teen's colorful explanation. The Doctor turned back to his medical consol, just as the room shook. The lights blinked as the red-alert klaxons went off.
Do, doop. "Red-alert! All hands, report to stations." Came the voice of commander Wriggly over the comm. Both Ryo and Monodramon turned towards the door. As they were heading out, the Doctor Realized something...
"Wait a second, that's it!" Said the Doctor as he ran towards the replicator. He looked towards the door, only to see that the two had already left. He wanted to thank them for their insight... For now, he knew how he could wake the ensign.
Captain's Ready Room, USS Prometheous, 1256 hrs. (12:56 p.m.)
Boo, boop. "Text scan complete, there is no mention of a Bajoran vessel traveling towards these coordinates within the time period provided." Answered the computer. Fink leaned back in his chair, and rubbed the bridge of his nose, as he thought.
"Ooookay... Let's try this again. 'Computer, scan all Bajoran texts for any mention of space exploration in the time period previously inputted.' "Said Fink, as he re-inputted the parameters. Within seconds, but he already the answer.
Boo, boop. "Text scan complete, there are five recorded space flights that occurred during that timeframe." Replyed the computer.
"Sounds about right... Now let's try something different. 'Computer, scan and translate every ships destination.' "Said Fink, as he tried a different path of research.
Boo, boop. "The Coolimare, on direct course for planet Tholar (Tole-are). The Mar'wass: direct wrought to Cardassia. The Wind-of-Prophecy. Set destination: the Vulcan system. The Tarare: On a general course for the Orion Arm." Said the computer. Fink looked back towards his desktop consol.
"Computer, is that it?" Asked Fink.
Ah, ahhh. "Affirmative." Replyed the computer.
"But that's only four. I thought you said there was five?" Asked Fink.
Ah. ahhh. "Affirmative." Replyed the cool, calm voice of the computer.
"Then, what was the destination for the last one?" Asked Fink. He listened, as the computer did its job.
Ah, ahhh. "There is no mention of the last ships destination." Replyed the computer. Fink tapped the control panel on his consol.
Boo boo, beep. Rung the door.
"Come" Said Fink, as he didn't even look up from his station. Commander Wriggly walked into the room, holding a PADD.
"Captain, those mission reports from DS9 you wanted..." Said Wriggly, as she held out the PADD. Fink reached out, and swiped the device out of the commander's hands.
"Thanks, commander." Said Fink, as started reading the PADD. Wriggly didn't leave.
"Is there something else you need?" Asked Fink. Wriggly tied her hands behind her back.
"Sir... I think you should take a break." Said the commander. Fink looked back down at the PADD.
"I'm fine commander." Replyed Fink, as he continued to work.
"No sir, your not. How much sleep have you gotten in past three days? Six, maybe seven hours? Your exsosted!" Answered the commander. Fink looked up at his first officer.
"I'm fine commander... There's just been a lot going on lately..." Replyed the captain. Wriggly looked down at the desk surface. Covered with so many PADD's, and other junk, she couldn't even see the surface. Then she looked to the half empty cup on his desk. She realized just how much he'd been working. She needed to get him away from this room for a while.
"It's not your fault..." Said the commander. Fink stopped working, and looked at his first officer.
"What?" Asked Fink.
"It's not your fault... The attacks, the loss of the team..." Answered Wriggly. Fink surveyed his desk.
"I'm the captain, Denise... It's my responsibility to ensure the safety of the crew under my command." Said Fink. Wriggly rubbed the implant on her hand, as she remembered that time. Fink looked back up at his first officer.
"Its times like these that remember what my grandfather use to say... 'You can't always wipe your hands of things... Sometimes, you have to head on.' And he's right... But it would be a hell-of-a-lot easier if we knew what really happened." Said Fink, as he looked down at the PADD with the ship's crew roaster on it.
"When we left Starbase One-oh-six over a month ago, we had a full crew of over fourteen hundred. And now, we barely have eleven-hundred." Said Fink, as he looked away from the crew roaster, and towards the casualties list. The pictures of the dead starring him right in the face. At the top of that list, were the pictures of Impmon, Darmont, and J'kr'rt. He went to reach out for the PADD, when the whole Readyroom shook. Both Fink and Wriggly looked at each other. Fink nodded to the commander, as he stood up from his desk, he saw his first officer tap her commbadge.
"Red-alert! All hands, report to stations." Said the commander, as she followed her captain out onto the bridge.
Main Bridge, UTS Phoenix, 1303 hrs. (1: 03 p.m.)
"What was that?" Asked commander Akyama, as he leaned forward in the command chair. The red alert klaxons droning on.
"We've been hit by a highly charged, digitonic energy discharge!" Replyed Quad'ka from her science station, just as Rika stepped out of the turbolift.
"Statues Report!" Said Rika, as she headed for her chair. Ryo moved over to his own station, as Rika claimed her seat.
"Direct hit to the forward shields... Shields not affected." Said Renamon. Rika tapped a few commands into her arm consol, and shut down the droning of the klaxons.
"On screen." Said Rika. The screen blinked on to show the image of a small, black figure, hovering in front of the planet.
"Captain, I'm receiving a message from the planet surface... It's from Yamaki!" Came Quad'ka.
"On screen!" Said Rika. The image of Yamaki, and Mr. Marcoonou popped onto the screen.
"Help, we're being attacked by multiple Digimon down here... We need back up-" Bo, bo, booo.
"I've lost the signal ma'am." Said Quad'ka. Rika looked to Ryo.
"Commander, assemble an awayteam, and coordinate with Prometheous, and Stargazer." Said Rika. Stood from his chair.
"Monodramon, you're with me." Said Ryo, as started for the turbolift. Followed by his partner. Rika watched as the door closed.
Hypnos Tower, West Shinjuku, 1307 hrs. (1:07 p.m.)
The blinding light of the transporter faded, as commander Wriggly, and her team, along with the security teams from Phoenix, and Stargazer, materialized beside her team. They looked around at the devastation. Blast creators were embedded in the ground. Cars, military vehicles, and even crashed shuttle laid scattered in the street. The burnt corpses of a few people laid out in the open. Down the street, the commander could hear the firing of weapons, and attacks.
"This way!" Shouted Ryo, as he waved the teams down the street. Everyone was wearing a hazard suit, and carrying a modified compression rightful. They jogged a few meters down the block, as they found the current scan of battle. Two shuttles where flying above, laying down weapons fire, while ground troops fired different weapons. None being effective against the tree Digimon dodging them. Wriggley looked to Renamon, as she held out her digivice. Commander Akyama and lieutenant commander Fullidger were doing the same with Monodramon, and Terriermon.
"Piedmon. Mega level, Viral, human/clown type Digimon... Attacks, Clown Trick, Twin Sword, and Final Spell." Said Ryo, as he identified one of the Digimon.
"Ladydevimon. Ultimate level, Viral Demon type Digimon. Her attacks are, Darkness Wave, Puwazon, and Black Wing.
"Machinedramon... An ultimate level, Viral, machine type. His attacks, Giga Cannon, Dragon Fire, Catastrophe, and Infinity Hand, Are incredibly nasty." Said commander Fullidger, as he ran the last Digimon through his analyzer. Both Denise, and Nasim looked to Ryo as he nodded.
"Lieutenant stay here, and lay down cover fire." Said Ryo, as the three Tamers ran out into the middle of the street, followed by their Digimon.
"Hey, P'tAQs, (Pi-tah-ks) why don't you pick on someone your own sizes! Bio-merge, activate!" Shouted Wriggly, as she, Ryo, and Nasim held up their digivices. The screens on all of the digivices all began the process of digivolution.
"BIO-MERGE, DIGIVOLUTION."
"BIO-MERGE, ACTIVATE! Renamon... Monodramon... Terriermon... Bio-merge, too..." Shouted the six, as they began merging with their Digimon.
"Saquiamon! Justimon! Megagargomon!" Shouted the three, as their hybrid forms completed the bio-merge process.
"Ahhh, so we finally have some opponents who can fight... Well then let's fight! Twin sword!" Shouted Piedmon, as he attacked the group. The tree of them broke up as the attack hit its target.
"Voltage Blade!" Shouted Justimon, as activated the energy blade on his arm, and lunged straight for Piedmon.
"Clown Trick!" Shouted Piedmon, as he fired a large, flaming ring towards Justimon, as he manuvered away from the hybrid Digimon.
"Darkness Wave!" Shouted Ladydevimon, as she attacked Saquiamon.
"Spirit Strike!" Said Saquiamon, as she deflected the attack.
"So, you do mean business... Well then, take this! Black Wing!" Shouted Ladydevimon, as she fired another attack.
"Megabarrage!" Shouted Megagargomon, as he fired a massive payload at Machinedramon. He took several hits before he decided to maneuver away.
"How dare you interrupt my handiwork? Infinity Hand!" Shouted Machinedramon, as he extended his left hand towards Megagargomon. Megagargomon grabbed the hand, but not before it could do its damage.
"Ahhh!" Shouted Megagargomon, as he pulled at Machinedramon's hand. The claw had already taken a tight grip around Megagargomon's arm, and was crushing its ammo chamber. The cannons on Machinedramon's shoulders began to glow.
"Mega Cannon!" Shouted Machinedramon, as he fired his attack. Megagargomon dislodged the hand from his arm, and tossed it between the two. The hand exploded, as the blast was reflected towards Machinedramon, whom ducked out of its way.
"Spirit Strike!" Shouted Saquiamon, as she fired her attack at Ladydevimon.
"Puwazon!" Shouted Ladydevimon, as she caught the attack, changed it, and pre-pared the relented it at Saquiamon.
"Ahhhh!" Shouted Saquiamon, as Machinedramon's reflected attack hit her dead on. Ladydevimon re-launched the attack at Saquiamon.
"Spirit... Strike!" Shouted Saquiamon, as she channeled what was left of Machinedramon's attack into her own, and threw it at Ladydevimon's reversed attack. The three hit straight on, and exploded, tossing both Saquiamon and Ladydevimon to the ground. As Saquiamon hit, both commander Wriggly, and lieutenant Renamon, split form. The commander was thrown into the street, where as, Renamon, was tossed underneath a pile of debris.
"Trinity Arm!" Shouted Justimon, as he changed his arm into an energy cannon, and fired it at Piedmon. He dodged the attack.
"Ahh, very good... You're learning fast. But not fast enough! Final Spell!" Shouted Piedmon, as he fired a sonic blast at Justimon.
"Justice Kick!" Shouted Justimon, as he flung dodged the blast, and struck Piedmon in the chest, sending him flying back a few yards.
"Ahh, well I think it's time we mad our exit!" Said Piedmon, as he signaled Machinedramon, who was still recovering from the blast. He looked for Ladydevimon. When he didn't find her, he spotted commander Wriggly.
"Well, since you seem to have killed our comrade, we'll just have to take one of yours!" Said Piedmon, as he flew down, and grabbed the commander.
"Don't you dare!" Shouted Justimon, as he flew towards them. With the flip of a handkerchief, Piedmon disappeared. Machinedramon too, started to become invisible, as Megagargomon charged towards him.
"Oh no you- What? Where'd he go?" Said Megagargomon, as he stopped in the very spot were he'd last see Machinedramon. Justimon dedigivolved and started walking towards the handkerchief. He picked up the cloth, and examined it, just as lieutenant commander Fullidger walked up to him. The two didn't speak for a long moment, as the commander held the cloth. A moan could be herd from beneath a pile of ruble. The four of turned towards the pile of debris, as it shuffled around, and lieutenant Renamon rose up.
"Lieutenant!" Shouted Nasim, as he rushed to the injured Digimon. Her torn and dirty uniform shredding even more as it rubbed against the rocks and steel.
"You're hurt!" Said Nasim, as he grabbed her arm.
"I'm fine... Where's Denise?" Asked Renamon, as she looked for her tamer.
"That's not good enough lieutenant! Fullidger to Prometheous, medical emergency, two to beam directly to sickbay, energize!" Said Nasim, as he tapped his commbadge. He felt the familiar tingle of the beam, as both he, and Renamon, dematerialized for their short journey. Ryo continued to look around for any survivors. Within minutes, he had been joined by several other officers of both starfleet, and civilian police. Eventually, they came across a crater... And in that creator, under all of the debris, laid the limp body of Ladydevimon.
"A comrade for a comrade..." Whispered Ryo, as he starred at the unconscious Digimon.
T W O W E E K S L A T E R
Bridge Tranceporter Room, UTS Deadalus, 1216 hrs. (12:16 p.m.)
"Computer... Why can't I have anything to eat when I'm on duty?" Asked Guilmon, as he stood in front of the tranceporter room replicator.
"Replicator access during on duty hours for ensign Guilmon have been restricted." Replyed the computer. Guilmon had been doing the exact same thing everyday. And everyday, he's found that his access has been restricted. He walked back to his station, moping. Takato walked into the room, and looked at him.
"Hey boy... What's up?" Asked Takato. Guilmon looked up at him, as he placed his claws on the his consol.
"I still can't replicate any bread." Said Guilmon. Takato looked at sorrowfully.
"I'm sorry boy... But you know how much you get distracted when it comes to food." Replyed Takato. Guilmon didn't reply. He didn't even look up to his Tamer.
"Hey, tell ya' what... Tonight, we'll whip-up a fresh batch of Guilmon bread for dinner." Said Takato. The frown on Guilmon's face disappeared, as his lifted his head.
"Really? Can I replicate the peanut butter?" Asked Guilmon.
"Ha ha... Sure. Whatever you want boy." Replyed Takato. Guilmon smiled. The ship rocked slightly. The lights blinked, the two regained their footing.
Bleep, beep. "Commander Matsuki, please report to the bridge." Came the voice of ensign J.P. the ships chief communications officer. Takato turned, and walked out the doors, heading for the doors. Leaving Guilmon alone in his tranceporter room.
Main Bridge, UTS Deadalus, 1218 hrs. (12:18 a.m.)
"Report!" Said Captain Kanabara, as he walked over to his command chair.
"We've dropped out of warp." Answered lieutenant commander Henry Wong, the chief science/ops officer of the Deadalus. Just as commander Matsuki walked out of the side corridor access.
"Sir, we've made it... Approaching the Halldikar colony." Said lieutenant Kenta Kitagawa from the helm.
"On screen." Said Takuya, as he leaned forward in his chair. The screen blinked on, to the view of a vast debris field, extending out from second planet, all the way to the outer fifth planet. A gas giant, twice the size of Jupitor with three sets of rings surrounding it at three different angles. Pieces of scorched and shattered metal floated around the planet, caught in its gravity field. The bridge rocked, as the ship moved closer to the planet
"What was that?" Asked Takato, as he moved to his station.
"It was some kind of... Energy wave... Triangulating now." Replyed Henry from his ops station. A piece of seared metal sizzled as it hit the shields in front of the view screen.
"Sir, the focal point of the wave originated about three light-years outside the system... Sir, there's a warp signature there!" Said Henry.
"It's alright commander... That would be the ship's old power core... Helm, take us out of the field, and head for the second planet." Said Takuya. Kenta obediently followed the order, taking the ship out of the field. Within minutes, they had reached the planet.
"We're their sir. Should I put us into planetary orbit?" Asked Kenta. Takuya looked to Henry.
"I don't think so sir... I'm detecting a massive radiation field emanating from the planet's sur-"
"Captain, there's a ship decloaking off the port bow!" Came lieutenant Minamoto from the tactical station.
"Shift screen view!" Said Takuya. The view screen shifted views from the plant, to a small, transparent vessel, which was becoming increasingly visible. Within seconds, the ship green ship was completely visable. The small saucer section of the ship looked more like something out of an old fifty's movie. The two box-like sub-light drives glowed an angry red, while the two green cylinder warp nacelles glowed a cooler light green.
"Captain, they're hailing us!" Came J.P. from the comm station on the left side.
"Put them on screen." Replyed Takuya. The screen once again blinked to the face of a Vulcan man. His green tinted face, stood out against the black background of a wall. Takuya stood from his chair, putting on a slight grin.
"This is captain Takuya Kanabara, of the Federation Timeship Deada-"
"Why have you intruded into our spcae?" Asked the Romulin commander. The grin on Takuya's face disappeared.
"I wasn't aware that this was your space..." Replyed Takuya. The Romulin commander practically snarled.
"This is the site of one of our colonies, now if you don't mind, now it you don't leave, we'll open fire!" Said the Romulin commander. Takuya sat back down in his command chair, and muted the audio.
"Commander Wong, what's their offensive capabilities?" Asked Takuya, as he turned to his ops officer, who was already on the take of scanning the ship.
"They're carrying type three disrupters, a complement of fifty mark two photon torpedo's, and have fifth generation shield array. A single phaser blast should be enough to take their shields down." Replyed the commander, as he scanned the Romulin vessel.
"Can you reconfigure the sensors to scan for other cloaked ships?" Asked Takato, as he turned to Henry.
"Well, yeah, that kind of information should still be in the Starfleet database... Let me call it up." Said Henry, as he looked through the memory core directory.
"Got it! There's four other ships flanking the first one..." Said Henry, as he scanned the surrounding space.
"I see them." Came Koji, as he received the sensor data.
"Good, keep them in our corsairs." Said Takuya, as he looked over to J.P., and nodded. The ensign turned the audio back on.
"After careful consideration, I think we'll stay a while..." Said Takuya.
"Then you will die!" Said the Romulin commander, as his face turned a deep green. The grin returned to Takuya's face.
"Ah, I don't think so buddy... If you've scanned us, and know you did, then you know that you're out gunned, and your defenses aren't even anything to speak of..." Replyed Takuya.
"We also know that this isn't, nor ever was a Romulin colony world. This was one of ours. And if you don't leave now, we'll be the one's firing on you for trespassing!" Said Takuya, as he back talked the Romulin commander.
"You have sixty-seconds to comply." Warned Takuya, as he leaned back into his command chair, satisfied with himself. Meanwhile, the Romulin commander looked like he was about to have an aneurism.
"You have no claim to this world!" Said the Romulin commander.
"That's where you're wrong... Scan any of the debris, and you'll find that it has a similar, if not an identical signature to ours, and you know it! Think about it... The force that could be powerful enough to tare a fleet of ships just as powerful as this one, if not more, to shreds... Then what do ya think it'll do to yours?" Asked Takuya. The anger on the commander's face began to melt away... But only a little.
"We are Romulins... We have endured for many millennia's-"
"...And it will all end in the blink of an eye if you don't listen to me!" Said Takuya, as he shouted at the commander. The commander turned, and spoke to someone off the screen. After a moment, the commander turned back to Takuya.
"You lie, captain... And now you shall pay for your deception!" Said the commander, as he cut his end of the signal. Takuya sighed, as he turned to Koji.
"Lieutenant, target all of the cloaked ships and disable them." Said Takuya. Koji nodded as he tapped in the nesiserry commands. As the commanders ship maneuvered away, as an angry red phaser blast hit one of the cloaked vessel, then another, and again... Each one fading into plain view on the screen. The bridge rumbled, as the commanders ship, and the forth vessel, -which had already decloaked- fired on the Deadalus.
"Direct hit to the port shield... Shields are down to 99.7 percent. Activating the shield recharge capacitors." Came commander Wong.
"Sir, the last two Romulin ships are preparing to warp out!" Said Koji.
"Captain, two of the Romulin ships are losing life support! There entire crews will be dead in minutes!" Came Henry, as he scanned the disabled vessels.
"Sir, one of the Romulin ships is turning to engage!" Shouted Koji. Takuya looked around his bridge, as he thought about his options... He could either risk the lives of his crew to save the lives of the same people who have been trying to kill them... Or turn and engage the bogie, while needlessly sacrificing the lives of total strangers. He knew his duties, and the choice he had to make. He looked towards Takato, who was working his station, probably running scenarios. He looked down at his arm consol, as a text message popped in. Takuya read the message, then looked back up at his first officer, who was awaiting approval for his plan. Takuya nodded.
"Lieutenant, get us closer to the disabled ships! Lieutenant Minamoto, as soon as we're in range, extend the shields around the them!" Said Takato, as he looked away from Takuya. In seconds, the ship was already maneuvering towards the disabled ships. The ship rocked, as several disrupter blasts, and photon torpedoes impacted on the shields.
"I got 'em, captain!" Came lieutenant Minamoto. Takato snapped his head towards Henry.
"Commander, lock onto the survivors, and beam them directly to the shuttle bay! Ensign, alert the medical staff: casualties incoming!" Said Takato, as he shouted the orders. Henry didn't even take the time to respond, as he energized the buffer. After he was had completed the process, he turned be to Takato.
"Got them!" Said Henry.
"Lieutenant, disable that last ship!" Said Takuya, as he turned to Koji. On the screen, the Romulin vessel continued to fire, as a single photon torpedo impacted the shields. The ship stopped firing, as several small explosions began emanating from a scorched crater on the top of the saucer. Takuya turned to Henry...
"Commander, scan that ship for-" Takuya stopped talking, when a bright explosion tore the last Romulin ship apart. He watched, as the rear of the ship was completly vaporized. Dozens of smaller explosions dotted the ships hull, as it fell apart. The left nacelle broke off the ship, and exploded, several meters away, while the right one simply fell apart. Within seconds, the event was over.
"I thought we were only supposed ta disable them?" Came Kenta from the helm. Koji worked his consol at the back of the bridge.
"I did! That torpedo shouldn't have been powerful enough to destroy them!" Replyed Koji.
"Captain, I think they activated a self-destruct mechanism..." Said Henry.
"They'd rather die, than be rescued..." Muttered Takato under his breath. Takuya looked down at his consol, and at the number of how many people they had rescued.
'Just how many more would rather die like that? How many more will die in this place?' Thought Takuya, as he felt the bitterness of it all.
Main Shuttelbay, UTS Deadalus, 1241 hrs. (12:41 p.m.)
"I don't want your help!" Shouted a Romulin officer. Rika ignored his threats, as she continued regenerating his wounds.
"Keep quiet, I'm trying to help you!" Retorted Rika. The Romulin officer continued to struggle against the restrainment field of his biobed, as Rika ran a dermal regenerator over the gash on his right shoulder. The man's green blood pouring out of the breach. The edges of the gash pulled closer together, as new skin grew back. Within minutes of the devices hum, (and allot of struggling on behalf of the Romulin) the gash was completely healed. The centurion stopped struggling for a moment, and looked down at his left shoulder, and gasped at the fact that the gash that had been there only minutes ago was now a patch of healthy green skin.
"Imposable! What kind of illusion is this? Not even the best of the bio-synthetic gels can cause this kind of repair!" Asked the centurion. Rika smirked at the Romulins ignorance.
"It's not a trick, now, if you don't mind, there's other patients who need treatment." Said Rika, as she turned away from the officer, and moved onto another patient. She stepped up to another Romulin officer... Her uniform wasn't decorated with the armor, markings of a centurion, but that of a senior staff commander... Maybe even a ships commander. She ran the medical tricorder over her. As she was read its readings, she felt something grabed her wrist with a powerful grip. She looked down, to see that the officer had awoken.
"Wha- Why did you save us?" Asked the officer, as she held onto Rika's hazard suit. Rika looked down at her... Green blood dripping across her face. Crusting in her raven-black hair. Rika felt sorry for her.
"Your ship was losing life support... If we hadn't, you'd be dead." Replyed Rika. The Romulin officer struggled to hold herself in a raised position.
"No matter how much kindness you show to my crew, they will never tell you what you want to know!" Said the Romulin, as she slumped down onto the biobed. Rika's tricorder began beeping frantically, as her biosigns began to fad.
"Rika to sickbay, medical emergency, one Romulin to beam directly in!" Said Rika, as she tapped a few more commands into her tricorder. All the while, the Romulin commander never loosened her grip, until she faded in the silhouette of the tranceporter. Rika looked at the bed were she had laid for a moment, before moving to the panel at the head of the bed, and clearing it from use. She then looked up towards the door, where Renamon was standing with a phaser rightful swung over her back. The metal of her hazard suit, gleaming in the light of the bay. She then looked at the sea of patients, and medics scattered throughout the bay. She watched, as Terriermon ejected a hypospray into a patient in order to calm them down, while saying his catchphrase 'momentai'. She smiled at how little some people change... And how much other can. She herd another man groan and decided, it was time, to move on...
Boo, boop. "Ensign Rika, please report to hazard operations, immediately." Came the voice of Zoe Orimoto, the commander of Deadalus's hazard teams. Rika tapped her comm-badge in acknowledgement, as she began towards the bay doors. She watched as Renamon tapped her badge in acknowledgement, as she too, received the same message. They walked together towards the turbolift.
'What ever's going on, at least I'm going alone...' Thought Rika, as the doors closed in front of her, and she continued her journey.
Main Cockpit, Runabout Eden, 1241 hrs. (12:41 p.m.)
"Take us in nice and slow ensign..." Said Zoe, as she pointed to an area of clear land. The pilot of the vessel, ensign Dorla Robert (Ro-bear), a Human/Betazoid hybrid, manipulated the controls with ease. Although they were flying six times the speed of sound... Zoe, and her team sat comfortably at different seats aboard the runabout. Even as they did a nose-dive at the ground.
'Now this is a feeling I'll never get used too.' Thought Zoe, she stood-up from her seat, and walked to the back of the ship, where ensign Royak was checking the pattern enhancers. She waved her tricorder over the long steam of the device before she noticed Zoe.
"Lieutenant, is there anything you need?" Asked Royak, as she turned towards her.
"Are the pattern enhancers ready?" Asked Zoe. Ensign Royak looked down at the tricorder before turning back to Zoe.
"They all check out fine... I'm just not sure they're powerful enough to break a signal through the atmosphere." Replyed the ensign. Zoe gave her a reassuring smile.
"It's alright... Even if we can't beam off this planet, we've still got the Eden..." Said Zoe. The ensign looked back at her commander. There was a firm plop, as the runabout landed on the surface.
"We've reached the surface, ma'am." Came ensign Robert, as she turned away from the helm. That was another thing that she would never get used too, being called 'ma'am'. She picked-up a pair of the pattern enhancers, and looked at her team.
"Alright, we're going to head for the Headquarters building... Once we're there, we'll start looking for a way to access the main computer core complex." Said Zoe, as looked her team over. Rika had her arms crossed, while Renamon listened obediently.
"So, what if we encounter any Romulins that where left behind?" Asked Rika.
"Keep your phasers on stun, and only fire if I give the order... Got it?" Asked Zoe. Rika closed her eyes, as she looked down at her rightful.
"Ensign, stay here, incase we need a lift..." Said Zoe, as she looked towards the pilot.
"Got it!" Replyed the ensign.
"Alright, everyone grab a pattern enhancer and let's go!" Said Zoe, as she stepped out of the way, and attached her own enhancers onto an elector magnetic strip that ran across the back of her hazard suit. Once her team had picked up the devices, Zoe turned to a hatchway at the side of the ship. With the tap of a few controls, the door haves split. One falling to the ground, the other lifting up. Zoe stepped out onto the alien world, and took a whiff of the air. She looked out on the horizon, at the ruins of buildings that were once homes, and workplaces.
"My god..." Muttered ensign Royak, as she exited the runabout. The hatchway closed behind her. A slow anger began to boiled inside of Zoe, as she gripped the butt of her weapon.
"Let's move..." Said Zoe, as she started walking towards the center of the devastation. Rika hesitated for a second, as both Renamon, and Royak moved on ahead. She blinked, as she moved her legs... The group of four moved through the wasteland, for a moment, as they passed by several burnt and blasted buildings.
"Look!" Shouted Renamon, as she spotted something green, and black lying in the middle of the road. The group ran towards it. Zoe, stopped, as she began to recognize what it was. Rika Pulled out her medical tricorder, as the group stopped dead in their tracks, as they recognized what they were looking at. Rika moved closer the body, the hum of her tricorder filled the air, as she scanned the pile.
"He's dead." Said Rika, as she turned the Romulin officer over onto his back. A puddle of green blood oozed out of the crater on his back.
"What killed him?" Asked Royak. Rika picked up a peace of debris, and tossed it further down the road. Several peaces of what looked like shattered metal, moved, and shot at the debris, reducing it to dust before it even hit the ground.
"That." Said Rika, as she stood up, not taking her eyes off of her tricorder.
"These weapons placements are scattered throughout the area..." Said Rika, as she hit a few buttons on her tricorder. Renamon pulled out her own, and started scanning the area.
"I think I've found a clear path through the field." Said Renamon, as she started looking around the area.
"This way." Said Renamon, as she guided them trough the field. Eventually, they reached they're destination... The Starfleet headquarters building. They walked up to the shattered glass front doors.
"Wait, do we just walk right through? What if this ways been booby trapped too?" Asked ensign Royak, as she stopped just in front of the doors. Renamon turned to her.
"That's not possible... I would have detected them." Replyed Renamon. The ensign looked at quizzically.
"I don't mean the hidden compression arrays that we've seen... I'm talking about cloaked weapons, and emergency containment fields." Replyed the ensign. Renamon looked down at her tricorder.
"Well, there's only one way to find out..." Said Zoe, as she took a step trough one of the doors. She walked up to the shattered security check point, and turned around.
"Does this answer your question?" Asked Zoe.
"Good enough for me!" Said Rika, as she walked trough the door, followed by Renamon. Royak took a deep breath, and followed. Zoe walked up towards the secretary's desk, and wiped the dust, and debris from one of the control consoles. She tried activating the panel, but it remained black.
"Ensign, get this panel operational." Said Zoe, as she motioned Royak to the consol. She pulled a small device out of her buffer, and attached it to the panel, as it instantly came to life. She tapped in a few commands.
"It looks like the main power grid's been completely destroyed... Same with the back-ups." Said Royak, as she turned back to Zoe.
"Are any of the back-up generators available?" Asked Zoe. Royak checked the storage compartments.
"No ma'am, it looks like they were all removed a long time ago." Replyed the ensign
Sigh... "Orimoto to Eden, looks like we're going to need one of the back-up generators off the runabout... Head for our coordinates." Said Zoe, as she tapped her comm badge.
"Understood, Eden out." Replyed the ensign, as she signed off.
"Sir! Over there!" Came Renamon, as she lifted her phaser rightful to a pair of legs sticking out of a corner. The booted foot was covered by millennia's of dust. Rika pulled out her tricorder, and scanned the object.
"I'm not getting any life signs..." Said Rika, as she slowly moved closer to the limb. She turned the corner, to find the limp body of a human woman. Perfectly preserved from discomposure.
"What? How could this be?" Asked Royak, as she turned the corner behind Rika. She waved her tricorder across the body. Her pupils dilated as she saw the readings.
"Lieutenant, I'm detecting a power signature coming from the body!" Shouted Rika. Royak backed away, holstering her rightful.
"Get away from that thing!" Said Royak. Rika didn't move. Instead, she started feeling around the body's side. She felt the a small pit close to the lower back of the body. She tapped it, and the entire body twitched.
"Get away from it!" Shouted Royak, as she took aim.
"Ensign, what is it?" Asked Zoe, as she stepped beside Royak.
"I think this is some kind of a robot..." Said Rika as she tapped the crease harder this time, and the entire body sat up. The head of the machine turned, and blinked for a moment.
"Your Starfleet..." Said the machine, as she looked the group over. Zoe smiled.
"Yes we are... I'm lieutenant Zoe Orimoto. Who are you?" Asked Zoe, as motioned for Royak to lower her weapon. The Robot cocked its head as it Replyed.
"I am lieutenant Lal, of the Federation Timeship Arura..." Said Lal, as she looked around the room. How long was I off-line?" Asked Lal.
"You've off-line for almost three thousand years." Came Rika, after a long moment of silence. Zoe tapped her commbadge.
"Orimoto to Eden, you better make room, we're bringing a passenger." Said Zoe, as she once again tapped her comm badge.
Unknown Place, Unknown Time
"Hello... Is anyone there?" Asked lieutenant T'shosh, as she took a step forward. She looked down to see that there wasn't any kind of surface beneath her. She arched her left brow.
"What is this place? The fact that there is not a surface, but that I am clearly standing, is illogical." Asked T'shosh, as she tilted her head up towards what could only be described as the sky. She stood in silence for a few moments, as she awaited an answer that would never come. She began to think back to the cavern, and what happened as she was being beamed out. Suddenly, the scenery changed, and she was back in the cavern, watching as the events played out. Then suddenly, she found herself in the main transporter room of the Prometheous, and she watched, as the Doctor examined her. She continued to follow how events turned out. And then, she found herself back in the white area. She tilted her head back up towards the sky.
"Why have you showed me those events?" Asked T'shosh.
"Because you wanted to see them..." Came voice from a distance. She looked straight in front of her, and watched, as a silhouette moved closer towards her.
"That voice... It sounded like mine. Who are you?" Asked T'shosh. No answer. The shadow moved closer, and closer to her, until finally, she could she her body.
"Hello... T'shosh." Replyed the form in front of her. T'shosh arched both of her brows, as she looked... At herself.
"This is imposable... Who are you?" Asked the ensign. Then the T'shosh in front of her did something that shocked her... She smiled.
"I'm you, T'shosh... From a different era." Explained the future version.
"That is not possible." Replyed the ensign.
"And why is that, ensign?" Asked her future version.
"For one thing, you showed an emotion... If you were truly Vulcan, then that would have not happened." Explained T'shosh. Again, her other self showed emotion... This time, by chuckling.
"What is it that you find humorous?" Asked the ensign. Her other self looked up at her.
"I'm laughing at how... Naive I used to be." Replyed the future T'shosh.
"You have evolved T'shosh... To a state of partial non-linier, non-corporeal existsance." Explained the ensign's future self.
"If I am in a state of non-linier/corporeal existence, then that means time has no meaning... It also mean's that you cannot exist." Said T'shosh, as she analyzed the situation. The other T'shosh smiled back.
"Hm... As usual, your logic is flawed..." Replyed her other self. T'shosh hesitated to reply.
"The reason two of us can exist at the same time in this state is simple... I am from a different time line." Explained the ensigns other self. T'shosh tilted her head in curiosity.
"If you are from a different time line, then that means-"
"-This is a predestination paradox." Finished the other ensign.
"It also means, that I have to go back in your place... Because for me, this has already happened." Answered the second ensign. T'shosh looked down towards her boots.
"How long have you been here?" Asked the ensign.
"Almost ten-thousand years." Answered the other T'shosh.
"I also know what needs to be done, in order to ensure that your time line doesn't fall apart..." Came the future ensign. A surprised look appeared on T'shosh's face. Well, as surprised as can be for a Vulcan.
"But, you should know that in order to do this, I have to strand you here... That is, until the next T'shosh comes by." Said the future T'shosh. The ensign stood in her place for a moment.
"If it has already happened in a separate timeline, then any kind of protest from me, is irrelevant." Replyed T'shosh. The smile future ensign's face began to fade.
"No, it's not irrelevant... It's your life, and you have the right to live it. But, unfortunately, if you were to keep living your life, it would cause the lives of everyone in this timeline, to end. And that is something that can't be allowed to happen." Replyed the future ensign.
"How ever, there is a place were you will have to go, in order to go, to complete the loop... You have to go, to the Q continuum." Said the ensign.
"And just how do I get there?" Asked T'shosh. The ensign looked to the left of her, were a small, black screen had appeared. On the screen, was a red giant, in the final stages of life.
"There, in sector F-493-A, in the Andromeda Galaxy. That star is about to enter it's final nova stage. When it does go nova, it will tear a trans-dimentional rift that ends in the continuum. I will give the nova extra force in order to create a temporal incursion. The rift will only last a second, but for you, that shouldn't be a problem." Explained the ensign. T'shosh looked back towards her duplicate.
"I understand completely... There is only one thing that I don't understand... What was that light at the center of the Bajoran vessel?" Asked T'shosh. The ensign smiled.
"That, was me... You see, about five millennia's ago, I left the continuum for the final time, I went to the only people whom I could trust, the wormhole aliens." Explained the ensign.
"The Bajoran people already a basic space fairing civilization. So, I was able to convince them to allow me to give a special orb to a certain Bajoran sect, and give have them take one of their few ships to Earth." Explained the ensign.
"Then, were did you send the rest of the team?" Asked T'shosh. The ensign smiled again.
"It's alright, they're safe... I sent them to the one place they needed to be... On the Atlantis colony." Explained the ensign. T'shosh cocked her head at the name.
"Atlantis? I thought the Federation of this universe only colonized a single world?" Asked T'shosh.
"They did... And they named it after the ancient Vulcan city of Halldikar... Atlantis is just how it's pronounced in Federation standard." Replyed the ensign. T'shosh looked back at the screen.
"Time is running out, we have to go!" Said the future T'shosh, as she switched places with her past self.
"We'll see each other again... In about ten thousand years." Said the future T'shosh, as she disappeared for her future. T'shosh thought about that star, and suddenly, she was there. The star exploded, sending both, a radiation wave, followed by a shockwave, out into it's singular planetary system. The gas giant was stripped of its atmosphere, as the shockwave passed. Leaving only asteroid core to be dissolved later. The center of the star collapsed, as all of it's gas swept outwards. T'shosh saw her chance, and entered the rift, and her destiny.