Vulcan and Human Keepsake
Chapter Two
Out in the region of deep space sector for where the Guardian of Forever is located. A lone security vessel named the Loreal housing 52 humans from various Starfleet memberships. Captain Axle Prime of the planet Mars has been captain of the Loreal for the past five years. He was alone in his quarters on deck seven after serving a long shift on the bridge.
They had been ordered to this area of the region with Starfleet intelligence asking them to check on any type of vessel that is not supposed to be near this sector. Since the Guardian of Forever had been a complete secret to those on the need to know basics.
Captain Prime age 45 was laying down on his bunk when he felt the surge of power knocking his vessel around a bit. There was a communications from the bridge asking the captain to come with good reasons with another distortion power surge hitting them.
Getting dressed quickly as possible. He headed out of his quarters for the nearest turbolift to take him to the bridge with a flurry of activity from all six members and including a Vulcan Science Officer T' Lare 100 years old. He had served on a number of Starfleet vessels during his tenor. T' Lare picks up his head to show his concern etched on his Vulcan demeanor.
"What's happening T'Lare?" Captain Prime had to asked with another jolt knocking him and two others to the floor. While his First officer Franklin Masters helps the captain up from the floor without any damage to his head or overall his body.
"Captain, we have been hit with a time distortion of some time coming from the sector housing the highly classified Guardian of Forever. Sir, I can't conclude any further data as to why this is happening in the first place." T' Lare for the first time really surprised the captain and everyone else on the bridge.
"I suggest you try and make a guess Science officer before we hit the floor once more." He stated with annoyance in his tone.
"Affirmative Captain, I have checked the database and found that the Guardian of forever had been inactive for the past five years with the last time with a certain Vulcan science officer of the Enterprise to use the Guardian. There hasn't been any further information that had been released by Starfleet intelligence Captain. In order to find out about this, I assume Captain, you will need to call Starfleet Intelligence for further orders before we venture into the sector and be bombarded further with time distortions." T' Lare replied with his usual calmness as a Vulcan.
"Fine!" He turned to his female communications officer behind his chair. "Lt. Glass I suggest you try calling the Admiral of Starfleet Intelligence. I will be in my cabin for the duration. I suggest First Officer Masters to move away from this sector of space until we know what the hell is going on." He stated with turning to head for the turbolift flaring with anger building inside his stomach.. Doctor Reeves will be upset to find out that his usual patient has not been following orders to try and stay calm with each and every situation that comes up.
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Earth Starfleet Intelligence Time : 09.00 a.m. hrs
Admiral Imar Sierra walked into his office on the 122nd floor of Starfleet intelligence. Admiral Sierra had arrived a bit late coming from the tram in San Francisco. He was asked to come to his office due to recent activities in his department. He wasn't sure what exactly was happening with the sector that hosted the Guardian of Forever.
Only himself and a few others in Starfleet knew the exact location of the Guardian. He would hate to think that some non alliance member was trying to cause trouble with Starfleet and Earth. There hasn't been any trouble since the charter was signed with help from Captain Jonathan Archer and his crew of the Enterprise.
He needed to contact The Loreal and have them change their location to head for the Guardian of forever. Moving over to his communications center away from his desk. He put in the correct coded sequence in order to call the Loreal and hopefully the Captain.
Taking a moment or two with waiting for the connection to go through and looking at the time on his watch. "This is the Loreal, how may I help you, Admiral Sierra?" The communications officer Lt. Glass was pleasant even though sounding somewhat different.
"I need to speak with Captain Axle Prime as soon as possible. It a priority matter I need to discuss with the captain."
"One moment please while I connect the call to his terminal in his cabin." After she had done this, she turned to face the others on the bridge. "It looks like the Loreal will be changing course once more." She stated with placing the communications earpiece back in again.
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"Are you serious Admiral? The Guardian of forever is a dangerous place to be at the moment. We are currently suffering with being hit by time distortions. I had the Loreal change position to avoid them for the time being." Captain Axle Prime was angry with needing to protect his crew and vessel from being destroyed.
"I am sorry Captain, I am ordering you and your crew to investigate the Guardian and find out why it's happening. I need you to ask the Guardian as to why all of a sudden with the distortions. Do I make myself clear with the order?" He said with his temper building further...
"Very well Admiral Sierra. I will send down a scouting party to the surface, I will be leading the team. While I keep my Vulcan science officer on the Loreal to keep us abreast of any further time distortions." He says with a lump in his throat.
"When will you be reaching the planet Captain Prime?" He asked with shifting his position in front of the communications terminal.
"One hour sir."
"Very well Axle. Good luck with finding all of the answers. Admiral Sierra signing off."
Captain Prime switched off the terminal turning around to get himself dressed to speak with his bridge crew while talking to his entire crew over the P.A. system. His anger was lessening slightly while dressing before heading for the bridge.