PROLOGE
first officers log star date nov/1/00 the day was un event full except
for a miss hap in the messhal where chief engineer Kyle bishup spilled hot
water on his hand but the new e.m.h/e.c.h was able to repair all damage. the
ship and her crew are functioning very well we are still a waiting the arrival
of are chief of scierty Douglas young to arrive, he arrives 2 days from now. in
the mean time I have kept my self busy learning the habits of the new ship I
have learned that she likes a higher subatomic mix of endothermic crystals than
specified but is well with in star fleet reg's the usually new ship problems
have cropped up even thought we've already took her out for a test run a week
ago she seems to be putting up quite a fuss. all in all a good crew so far and
a good ship the caption also seems pleased with all ship board happening, so
far…
the station was busy, people from all kinds of ship were
bustling about doing there various tasks with as many ships has people the
utopia yard could get pretty busy the
captain looked worried as I walked up "what's wrong" I said as she
through a data pad across the engine room at me "woo" I said as I ducked the
flinging projectile "one of thought days huh?"
"Sorry Ben" she said as she turned back to the ensign "I
DON'T CARE WHAT THE DATA SAY"S JUST MAKE IT HAPPIN" the ensign looking sheepish
snapped to attention " yes ma'am" he said then not wishing to be beat hurdly
went across the engine room picked up the data pad and left.
Then the captain
look at every body ells in engine room and said, "What are you all
looking at" immediately work resumed.
Forcing a fake smile she look at me and said "morning Ben,
care to tell me why your hear talking to me when the ingens need to be aligned,
cargo bay to needs to have the gravity plats put in and your caption need to be
committed?"
"im hear to make
that last one not happen"
"Thanks "she said "but right now it would be a vacation" we
stared walking to the turbo lift. When we got in side she said "bridge" we rode
up in silence as we rode I started to remember the file I had read on her:
April Paris, caption, size 5'9 hair ,red ,eyes green, it went on to talk about
her history of where she grew up, she grew up on earth born and raised in
sandeago she , her mother was a bar
tender her father left them when she was 16 years old she going star fleet at
the first chance she got she was a strate a student but had a history of
getting involved in fights a noted temper that could very easily turn against
you. Even now in the turbo lift she seemed on the verge of throwing another
data pad across the lift.
She was deep in thought then out of the blue she said "computer
halt turbo lift" I looked over at her just in time to meet a glare, I thought
"great what have I done now?"
She looked back at
me and said with out so much as twitch
"what are you going to do if theirs a mutiny on board ship?"
I look stunted at her
for a sec and then said "my place is with my caption Alews"
"good "she said "because ive got are first orders in"
"already?! we
haven't even putting in all the gravity genaratiors in and the emh still has bugs that need to be worked
out…"
"I know" she cut in "I don't like it either but star fleet
Intel is saying that we need to go" "well great "I said sarcastically, she
seemed to pick up on it
"yea tell me about it we need to be space worthy in one
week"
"ONE WEEK are they crazy???" the second I finished the last
word I regretted saying it, she gave me
a look of "what you cant handle it?" o
great I thought ive known her a hole 2 weeks and she doesn't trust me and she
thinks im a wimp great just great
she let out a sigh witch I read as discomfort and muttered
for the turbo lift to continue.
"sorry" I said sheepishly "im just still getting used to the
ship and her crew"
"I know what you mean" she said sympathitly " im still getting used to being called
captin, ever time some one yells capt'n on deck I all most jump, then I rember
its me ther talking about" she let out a nouther long sigh ,smiling now "well well bout just have to make the best
of it as we go" and with that she steped out on to the brige
CH1
…CORE CHECK COMPLETE///FULL SYSTEMS CHECK…ALL SYSTEMS ARE
GREEN/// POWER READING…55.554 % OF OPTIMAL///LOAD PERSONALITY
://MAIN[ALPHA/ZELOU] :''][per.sona.ACORE]] I BECOME AWARE OF MY SELF FOR
THE FIRST TIME it takes me a full 4.398 seconds to complete the 765,087,345,178
tasks that my main input has received I cut the connection and for the first
time I have time to think, I am a bolo, my name is unit********** of the line
of the dinacromebrigade I am part of a
long and glory's tradition of war machines the ancestry starts with some of the
oldest war machine in the known universe, a tank, but I am more than my simpler
ancestors that required a 3 human crew to operate I am a bolo I am a self aware
being capably of thinking and reaction faster than any human could, and yet I
still have crew coriter and a commander to bring ,for a lack of a better word,
the so called human element of compation,hope feelings, feelings I can never
hope to under stand of reason with, I devote a subroutine to study emotions. As
my viewing and optic sensors start there flood of date I can see for the first
time I am housed in a underground base being operated bye the zurg. The caver
is emance to the humanoid life forms
slandered but it barley contains meas I access my placed memory files I
learn that I am 5 miles under neath the surface of Moldau. As I sift through my
computer memorie core I learn why I have been built, to help the zurgs win the
battle with the decca's. the battle has been fought for over 20 years. As I
start to cycle through my movement functions a discover restrictors on my key
movement functions. this bothers me for I am a fighting meaching with out
movment I can not fight, not that ther is any enemy to engage I am 5 miles
under ground…curios….. I sense a small tremmer in the rock around the cavern
intriguing…
"well all systems are functioning up to speck's I think we
can take off the restrictors now."
"no not yet, we need to make sure that the thing dosent go
AWAL on us"
" its not going to go AWAL you know that"
" yea that what you said about the last one and he went
crazy…."
"yea I know that's why we programmed this one as a female
rember?"
"PLEASE
TAKE COVER UNDER MY TREADS"
"I watch in morbid fascination as the 2 technicians are
crushed under the 56.45790234 tons of rock that has just been logged louse by
the 89067.653 megaton nuke hit 5 miles above us. From simply analysis I finger
out that the enemy new about me and was trying to elimate me before I could act
on behave of my creators. in a way they were right with these resistors on I
can not move to start to blast my way to the surface .I am taped.
CH2
