Title: The World is ours Tonight
Author: Keridwen
Disclaimer. This is the true form of an earlier attempted story. I just couldn't get that one to jive. Star Trek is not owned by me. The U.S.S Republic and her crew are.
Chapter One: This is MY Story
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The alarm was going off.
Natalie Fisher's subconscious registered the annoying and incessant beeping sifting through her dreams. She ignored it.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
It was growing louder, and slowly from her mind the image of the graceful star ship floated away.
BEEP!!BEEEP!!BEEP!!
"Okay! All RIGHT! I'M UP!!!!!!!!!"
If the alarm had not been an internal part of her personal computer she would have smashed it against the wall with a satisfying slam.
"Grrr. I don wanna get up." She wined to her pillow.
Remembering that she was thirty-three, she shook off her grumpiness and groped for the mini beverage replicator on her nightstand.
"umgh COFFEE!"
"Computed. Terran caffinated beverage in one minute thirty seconds."
As the smell of quick brewing coffee filled the room, and the world oriented its self into a bedroom in a high rise looking over the rippling waters of Lake Michigan.
"Good morning Captain, said her personal computer as it registered her movements, turned on her lights, and opened the shades all the way"
"Wha... Captain?...AYYIEEEEEEEEEEEE! Whohoo!"
"Please repeat. Invalid entry."
She had forgotten. Totally and inexplicably forgotten.
"Captain, you called me Captain, computer! Yaaaaaaaaaahahaha!
"Explain significance of."
"Never mind, computer. Give daily schedule for Natalie M Fisher"
"Natalie M Fisher, Captain U.S.S Republic. Promoted July 1 2268 Earth Date."
Today.
She paid extra special attention, marking the date of today in her brain forever. Today, she was Captain. Captain Fisher of the Republic."
"9 AM: Meeting with Admiral Nogura, Starfleet command, San Francisco, CA, USA, Earth, Sol."
"Ha! Good thing I have one inter planet transport left, or I really would be late for that one."
"11 AM inspection of U.S.S Republic."
"You said it Dude!" cried Natalie in joy as she hopped around her room, one leg out one in her pants."
"12:30 PM luncheon with senior officers of USS Republic."
This gave Natalie a pause.
"Computer, is final list of command personnel in from Starfleet Command?"
"Affirmative."
"Read please."
"U.S.S Adrian: First officer Sotek: Chief engineer mu'li'ni. U.S.S Commodore: First officer: Nina Perez ."
"Not the whole list! Cut that shit, computer!"
Natalie hated computers. They took everything literal. She Frequently forgot to be specific with the damn things.
"Computer, give the list of senior officers for the U.S.S Republic ONLY."
"First Officer Commander T'Van."
/Hmmm, a Vulcan/, she thought, /this could get nasty. I seldom do things logically. /
"Chief Engineer Commander Cristos Montoya."
Very good. Natalie smiled as she sipped her coffee.
Nothing for the best for her crew. Next to Irisanna, on the Excalibur, and Montgomery Scott on the Enterprise, Cristos was the best. A genius in his own field and many others. The short Spaniard had an insatiable curiosity, a dry humor, and a clear head. He was exactly who she wanted running the upgraded and untested engines of the Republic.
"Chief Medical Officer Lt. Commander Yimuni Serita."
"Oh boy, I got the butterfly!" Fisher grinned as she pictured the smallish Corellian Starfleet med student, flying around the med labs of Starfleet academy. They had been good friends, but had parted over the years. Serita had interned on the Enterprise and at Starfleet command for a long time. The reunion would be one to remember.
"Helm and tactical officer, Lt. Ganadara Aldrich."
"Did someone call my name?"
"Gana! Computer, suspend action." Fisher jumped up at the entrance of her friend. Once again, Ganadara had overridden her door lock, and Natalie could care less. Ganadara and she were so close; they almost could hear each other's thoughts. Which was believable, since Gana's Reigillan blood gave her higher telepathic abilities than the average human. Not as strong as a Vulcan, but it was there.
"Are you ready to go points?"
"Cut that shit, your ears look just as weird, and you can't hear a thing compared to me."
Ganadara was the one officer who wasn't a surprise to Natalie Fisher. She had told Admiral Nogura to his face that if Ganadara wasn't out their steering her ship, she wasn't there either. As she had walked out of the office, a young ensign remarked a little loudly. "Wow, she's got balls. Nobody talks like that to Nogura!"
Yet, here Ganadara was. It was a good thing Nogura listened. Natalie Fisher isn't make threats lightly. She wasn't stupid either. She had played all the cards as the right moment, and Nogura had caved. Any other time it wouldn't have worked. It was all strategy.
"I was just reviewing the command crew, have a seat. Computer, resume."
"Chief of communications Lt, jg. Hubert Munelany."
"Security Chief Lt. Alan Fisher."
"End list."
Natalie sat back, stunned. All of her excitement was taken from her in one instant.
Alan?!
Her baby brother.
On her ship?
"Oh, shit, Gana! This is not good."
"Ya."
"Every time we are in a battle, I will be calling down to security to check, I will wonder about him. It will affect my command decisions. How could Starfleet do this to me."
"Hey, Nat. Snap out of it! You don't have to fight the Klingons today. Talk to Starfleet! Talk to Alan. This will get fixed."
Nat looked at her friend. The voice of reason in unreasonable times. She was right. And Alan would understand. This was nothing to stress about, it could be fixed.
"Yeah, your right Gana. Hey, I suppose we should give Cristos a call."
"Knowing how that little man sleeps your right. He won't want to be late. Isn't it about three in the morning in Spain or something like that!"
"Yeah, something like that. We should have some fun with this."
Nat power up the vidphone for voice only. She had an evil grin.
"You're not doing what I think your doing, Nat?" Asked Gana with a similar grin on her face.
"Aw, Gana, you know me."
"Yes, Natalie the nymph. Best joker and prank caller in Starfleet academy."
Nat only grinned wider and placed a call to Seville, Spain, and waited for the connection.
"Hello." Squeaked a mans voice. "Who is calling at this god awful hour."
"It is I you bastard!" cried Fisher in a well-practiced Spanish accent with a male baritone.
"What!"
"You do not know my name!"
"Who is this? Why can't I see you?"
"You know me you filthy scum. *My name is Indigo Montoya! You killed my father! PREPARE TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
"NAT! *&#@!$
(pause)
Damnit, I thought I was going to have to phone the Policia! Why are you calling me at this god awful hour!"
"Get out of bed, lazy bones, you have a starship to catch!"
"Ayecarummba! Vaminos chica! I mean Captain! We have got a starship? Whohoo!!!"
U.S.S. Enterprise - Deep Space - Uncharted Area. July 1 2268 Alpha Shift
"Captain, I am reading a distortion in the space right ahead of us."
"Emergency stop, Mr. Sulu." Cried Captain Kirk. The Enterprise came (figuratively speaking of course) to a screeching halt.
"What is it, Spock."
"One moment Captain. The Computer does not recognize this anomaly."
"Give me your best analysis, Spock."
"It appears that matter is reforming itself into energy and back to matter again at an almost incalculable rate." Spock hesitated, a slight hint of surprise in his voice. "The space directly in front to us is in some sort of flux."
"Is it moving?"
"No, It appears to be stationary Captain."
"Hmm." Kirk was puzzled. What Spock just described couldn't exist in space. Known Science hade just recently been able to recreate what he was seeing here in isolated laboratories. The process was so dangerous that the labs had to be built on asteroids far away from habitated solar systems.
"How is this possible, Spock?"
"Unfortunately, I can not say. This Phenomena is beyond my comprehension."
"Wow! Jim, get me a picture of this thing! I wanna frame it and hang it in sickbay."
"Now what would you do with a picture of a space anomaly, Doctor?"
"I would display it, and label it as "the one that stumped Spock!" People would pay to see it! I'll be rich!"
"Might I remind the Doctor, that a Starfleet Chief Medical Officer is paid extremely well? I believe that after two year on the Enterprise, without any illogical spending on the Doctor's part, he would be considered by 67.825 percent of the population of the Federation as rich."
"Funny, Spock,"
"Gentlemen. We were discussing the phenomena? As I was saying, it.."
"It is moving towards us, Captain!" cried Sulu!
"Full reverse! Warp eight! Get us well away from it."
"Aye sir!"
Kirk knew that they had a most astounding discovery, but if that area of space touched the Enterprise, nobody would be around long enough to report it.
The Enterprise sped away from the phenomena faster than light.
But it followed even faster.
* quote taken from The Princess Bride Not a product of my own brain *
Author: Keridwen
Disclaimer. This is the true form of an earlier attempted story. I just couldn't get that one to jive. Star Trek is not owned by me. The U.S.S Republic and her crew are.
Chapter One: This is MY Story
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The alarm was going off.
Natalie Fisher's subconscious registered the annoying and incessant beeping sifting through her dreams. She ignored it.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
It was growing louder, and slowly from her mind the image of the graceful star ship floated away.
BEEP!!BEEEP!!BEEP!!
"Okay! All RIGHT! I'M UP!!!!!!!!!"
If the alarm had not been an internal part of her personal computer she would have smashed it against the wall with a satisfying slam.
"Grrr. I don wanna get up." She wined to her pillow.
Remembering that she was thirty-three, she shook off her grumpiness and groped for the mini beverage replicator on her nightstand.
"umgh COFFEE!"
"Computed. Terran caffinated beverage in one minute thirty seconds."
As the smell of quick brewing coffee filled the room, and the world oriented its self into a bedroom in a high rise looking over the rippling waters of Lake Michigan.
"Good morning Captain, said her personal computer as it registered her movements, turned on her lights, and opened the shades all the way"
"Wha... Captain?...AYYIEEEEEEEEEEEE! Whohoo!"
"Please repeat. Invalid entry."
She had forgotten. Totally and inexplicably forgotten.
"Captain, you called me Captain, computer! Yaaaaaaaaaahahaha!
"Explain significance of."
"Never mind, computer. Give daily schedule for Natalie M Fisher"
"Natalie M Fisher, Captain U.S.S Republic. Promoted July 1 2268 Earth Date."
Today.
She paid extra special attention, marking the date of today in her brain forever. Today, she was Captain. Captain Fisher of the Republic."
"9 AM: Meeting with Admiral Nogura, Starfleet command, San Francisco, CA, USA, Earth, Sol."
"Ha! Good thing I have one inter planet transport left, or I really would be late for that one."
"11 AM inspection of U.S.S Republic."
"You said it Dude!" cried Natalie in joy as she hopped around her room, one leg out one in her pants."
"12:30 PM luncheon with senior officers of USS Republic."
This gave Natalie a pause.
"Computer, is final list of command personnel in from Starfleet Command?"
"Affirmative."
"Read please."
"U.S.S Adrian: First officer Sotek: Chief engineer mu'li'ni. U.S.S Commodore: First officer: Nina Perez ."
"Not the whole list! Cut that shit, computer!"
Natalie hated computers. They took everything literal. She Frequently forgot to be specific with the damn things.
"Computer, give the list of senior officers for the U.S.S Republic ONLY."
"First Officer Commander T'Van."
/Hmmm, a Vulcan/, she thought, /this could get nasty. I seldom do things logically. /
"Chief Engineer Commander Cristos Montoya."
Very good. Natalie smiled as she sipped her coffee.
Nothing for the best for her crew. Next to Irisanna, on the Excalibur, and Montgomery Scott on the Enterprise, Cristos was the best. A genius in his own field and many others. The short Spaniard had an insatiable curiosity, a dry humor, and a clear head. He was exactly who she wanted running the upgraded and untested engines of the Republic.
"Chief Medical Officer Lt. Commander Yimuni Serita."
"Oh boy, I got the butterfly!" Fisher grinned as she pictured the smallish Corellian Starfleet med student, flying around the med labs of Starfleet academy. They had been good friends, but had parted over the years. Serita had interned on the Enterprise and at Starfleet command for a long time. The reunion would be one to remember.
"Helm and tactical officer, Lt. Ganadara Aldrich."
"Did someone call my name?"
"Gana! Computer, suspend action." Fisher jumped up at the entrance of her friend. Once again, Ganadara had overridden her door lock, and Natalie could care less. Ganadara and she were so close; they almost could hear each other's thoughts. Which was believable, since Gana's Reigillan blood gave her higher telepathic abilities than the average human. Not as strong as a Vulcan, but it was there.
"Are you ready to go points?"
"Cut that shit, your ears look just as weird, and you can't hear a thing compared to me."
Ganadara was the one officer who wasn't a surprise to Natalie Fisher. She had told Admiral Nogura to his face that if Ganadara wasn't out their steering her ship, she wasn't there either. As she had walked out of the office, a young ensign remarked a little loudly. "Wow, she's got balls. Nobody talks like that to Nogura!"
Yet, here Ganadara was. It was a good thing Nogura listened. Natalie Fisher isn't make threats lightly. She wasn't stupid either. She had played all the cards as the right moment, and Nogura had caved. Any other time it wouldn't have worked. It was all strategy.
"I was just reviewing the command crew, have a seat. Computer, resume."
"Chief of communications Lt, jg. Hubert Munelany."
"Security Chief Lt. Alan Fisher."
"End list."
Natalie sat back, stunned. All of her excitement was taken from her in one instant.
Alan?!
Her baby brother.
On her ship?
"Oh, shit, Gana! This is not good."
"Ya."
"Every time we are in a battle, I will be calling down to security to check, I will wonder about him. It will affect my command decisions. How could Starfleet do this to me."
"Hey, Nat. Snap out of it! You don't have to fight the Klingons today. Talk to Starfleet! Talk to Alan. This will get fixed."
Nat looked at her friend. The voice of reason in unreasonable times. She was right. And Alan would understand. This was nothing to stress about, it could be fixed.
"Yeah, your right Gana. Hey, I suppose we should give Cristos a call."
"Knowing how that little man sleeps your right. He won't want to be late. Isn't it about three in the morning in Spain or something like that!"
"Yeah, something like that. We should have some fun with this."
Nat power up the vidphone for voice only. She had an evil grin.
"You're not doing what I think your doing, Nat?" Asked Gana with a similar grin on her face.
"Aw, Gana, you know me."
"Yes, Natalie the nymph. Best joker and prank caller in Starfleet academy."
Nat only grinned wider and placed a call to Seville, Spain, and waited for the connection.
"Hello." Squeaked a mans voice. "Who is calling at this god awful hour."
"It is I you bastard!" cried Fisher in a well-practiced Spanish accent with a male baritone.
"What!"
"You do not know my name!"
"Who is this? Why can't I see you?"
"You know me you filthy scum. *My name is Indigo Montoya! You killed my father! PREPARE TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
"NAT! *&#@!$
(pause)
Damnit, I thought I was going to have to phone the Policia! Why are you calling me at this god awful hour!"
"Get out of bed, lazy bones, you have a starship to catch!"
"Ayecarummba! Vaminos chica! I mean Captain! We have got a starship? Whohoo!!!"
U.S.S. Enterprise - Deep Space - Uncharted Area. July 1 2268 Alpha Shift
"Captain, I am reading a distortion in the space right ahead of us."
"Emergency stop, Mr. Sulu." Cried Captain Kirk. The Enterprise came (figuratively speaking of course) to a screeching halt.
"What is it, Spock."
"One moment Captain. The Computer does not recognize this anomaly."
"Give me your best analysis, Spock."
"It appears that matter is reforming itself into energy and back to matter again at an almost incalculable rate." Spock hesitated, a slight hint of surprise in his voice. "The space directly in front to us is in some sort of flux."
"Is it moving?"
"No, It appears to be stationary Captain."
"Hmm." Kirk was puzzled. What Spock just described couldn't exist in space. Known Science hade just recently been able to recreate what he was seeing here in isolated laboratories. The process was so dangerous that the labs had to be built on asteroids far away from habitated solar systems.
"How is this possible, Spock?"
"Unfortunately, I can not say. This Phenomena is beyond my comprehension."
"Wow! Jim, get me a picture of this thing! I wanna frame it and hang it in sickbay."
"Now what would you do with a picture of a space anomaly, Doctor?"
"I would display it, and label it as "the one that stumped Spock!" People would pay to see it! I'll be rich!"
"Might I remind the Doctor, that a Starfleet Chief Medical Officer is paid extremely well? I believe that after two year on the Enterprise, without any illogical spending on the Doctor's part, he would be considered by 67.825 percent of the population of the Federation as rich."
"Funny, Spock,"
"Gentlemen. We were discussing the phenomena? As I was saying, it.."
"It is moving towards us, Captain!" cried Sulu!
"Full reverse! Warp eight! Get us well away from it."
"Aye sir!"
Kirk knew that they had a most astounding discovery, but if that area of space touched the Enterprise, nobody would be around long enough to report it.
The Enterprise sped away from the phenomena faster than light.
But it followed even faster.
* quote taken from The Princess Bride Not a product of my own brain *