Title: The World is Ours Tonight
Author: Keridwen
Disclaimer: Can you say Revenge, Rihannsu?
Chapter 2: Lost
"This is crazy Nogura! You can not assign Alan to my ship!"
"I agree, Admiral. Not in all of Starfleet history have I heard of relatives serving aboard a space vessel together. It is just too dangerous. "
Nogura rubbed his forehead and cursed the day he let two Fishers into his office at once. The brilliant and cocky Captain and her ruthlessly logical brother were giving him hell. And rightly so. If it had been anyone else, in any other circumstance, he would have kicked him or her out on his or her rear end. Right out of the service.
But these two were different. They were the children of Captain Nathan Fisher. They were the children of the Starfleet that they knew today.
He looked at the furious blond haired blue-eyed siblings in front of him and was reminded of Nathan Fisher. Not only in their looks, but in their attitudes as well. Natalie with her hair swept back and her hands place firmly on her hips inherited more of her inner fire from her mother. Alan, standing at attention, comfortable in any atmosphere he was place in, was his father's son. Alan could win an argument by logic and force and the only time Nogura had ever seen Alan capitulate to anyone was to his sister. Both siblings followed in the tradition of their parents and fought ferociously for the good and the right in everything.
"I concede you point, Captain Fisher, Lt. Fisher. We will have you assigned a new chief of security right away."
Natalie grinned and nodded. Alan saluted his thanks.
Nogura dismissed the two and called his yeoman in.
"Lt. Calli, please tell Admiral Yen'Gor that she must pay more attention to the rosters she puts together for the starships. Add in a transcript of this meeting and say that it better not happen again."
"Aye aye, sir."
Nogura turned tired eyes to the screen behind him that showed the Republic in space dock.
"Nathan, old friend," he muttered to the empty office, "your children are on their way to doing great and wonderful things. I have watched over them for you as long as I can. You were right. They are too independent for an old friend of their fathers to be nagging at them. I just hope that Natalie will temper her impulses out in space."
On the screen the running lights of the Republic lit up and the space doors opened.
"She will be fine," Nogura smiled. "I don't give starships to the young because I hope that they will resist their youthful impulses.Kirk has proven that many times. I give them to those who will take those impulses to find different solutions to problems that us older people would never have thought of."
The doors to his office opened.
"Good evening Admiral."
Nogura turned around at the strange voice.
And fell to the floor, blood pouring out of a silenced disruptor wound in his chest.
He was quite dead.
The intruder smirked at the body on the floor.
"One down, two to go."
As the intruder beamed out, silent alarms went off all over Starfleet headquarters.
As the Republic sailed out of the Sol system under full impulse, Natalie Fisher said goodbye to her brother.
"This is a sweet starship, Nat, take care of her."
"You be careful yourself, The Constitution is second only to the Enterprise for getting into trouble."
"As always."
Alan grinned and waved as the transporter beam swept him away
DEEP SPACE
Cold. Silent
An emergency communications buoy traveled through space in its own bubble of warp speed.
It played a continuous message. Repeated every five minutes.
It searched for someone to hear its call
MESSAGE:
To Starfleet command
SOS
USS ENTERPRISE
"THIS IS COMMANDER LEONARD H MCCOY ON THE USS ENTERPRISE. COMMUNICATION WITH THE BRIDGE HAS BEEN CUT OFF. ALL SYSTEMS ARE DOWN ABOVE THE ENGINEERING LEVEL. THERE IS NO CONTACT WITH THE BRIDGE. I REPEAT, CAPTAIN JAMES KIRK AND COMMAND CREW ALL PRESUMED DEAD. SYSTEM DYING ALL OVER THE SHIP. WE ARE LOOSING LIFE SUPPORT. I REPEAT. WE ARE LOOSING LIFE SUPPORT.
SOS
SOS
SOS
Cold. Space.
Empty
(USS REPUBLIC - TWO MONTHS LATER)
Natalie paced her room, in deep thought for the second time that day. The Republic was returning back to space dock today, just five short weeks into her first mission. Natalie was not angry though; she understood that the task that they were performing today was a sacred one.
They were bringing the last known remains of the ship and crew of the USS Enterprise home to earth.
All that had been left of the ship was the communications buoy. No one knew where the rest of the ship really was, but they could guess. Trade routs were being diverted all over the federation to give the space distortion that had essentially eaten up the enterprise a wide berth. The distortion and the buoy was all that was left of the finest ship and the finest crew in Starfleet, and they were giving them a magnificent send off.
"Damn what a month. First Nogura, and then Jim Kirk. What a waste."
It had not been long after Admiral Nogura's funeral that the USS Elliott had picked up the distress buoy from the Enterprise. At first no one could believe it. Just gone. Just like that, a snap of the fingers.
Well, in reality, it would have taken the Enterprise about five minutes to be totally sucked into the anomaly, but in space, five minutes, or even twenty in deep space, was all it took to let disaster rule the day.
Nat sighed and set down her data pad. This was going to be a long five- year mission.
Disclaimer: Can you say Revenge, Rihannsu?
Chapter 2: Lost
"This is crazy Nogura! You can not assign Alan to my ship!"
"I agree, Admiral. Not in all of Starfleet history have I heard of relatives serving aboard a space vessel together. It is just too dangerous. "
Nogura rubbed his forehead and cursed the day he let two Fishers into his office at once. The brilliant and cocky Captain and her ruthlessly logical brother were giving him hell. And rightly so. If it had been anyone else, in any other circumstance, he would have kicked him or her out on his or her rear end. Right out of the service.
But these two were different. They were the children of Captain Nathan Fisher. They were the children of the Starfleet that they knew today.
He looked at the furious blond haired blue-eyed siblings in front of him and was reminded of Nathan Fisher. Not only in their looks, but in their attitudes as well. Natalie with her hair swept back and her hands place firmly on her hips inherited more of her inner fire from her mother. Alan, standing at attention, comfortable in any atmosphere he was place in, was his father's son. Alan could win an argument by logic and force and the only time Nogura had ever seen Alan capitulate to anyone was to his sister. Both siblings followed in the tradition of their parents and fought ferociously for the good and the right in everything.
"I concede you point, Captain Fisher, Lt. Fisher. We will have you assigned a new chief of security right away."
Natalie grinned and nodded. Alan saluted his thanks.
Nogura dismissed the two and called his yeoman in.
"Lt. Calli, please tell Admiral Yen'Gor that she must pay more attention to the rosters she puts together for the starships. Add in a transcript of this meeting and say that it better not happen again."
"Aye aye, sir."
Nogura turned tired eyes to the screen behind him that showed the Republic in space dock.
"Nathan, old friend," he muttered to the empty office, "your children are on their way to doing great and wonderful things. I have watched over them for you as long as I can. You were right. They are too independent for an old friend of their fathers to be nagging at them. I just hope that Natalie will temper her impulses out in space."
On the screen the running lights of the Republic lit up and the space doors opened.
"She will be fine," Nogura smiled. "I don't give starships to the young because I hope that they will resist their youthful impulses.Kirk has proven that many times. I give them to those who will take those impulses to find different solutions to problems that us older people would never have thought of."
The doors to his office opened.
"Good evening Admiral."
Nogura turned around at the strange voice.
And fell to the floor, blood pouring out of a silenced disruptor wound in his chest.
He was quite dead.
The intruder smirked at the body on the floor.
"One down, two to go."
As the intruder beamed out, silent alarms went off all over Starfleet headquarters.
As the Republic sailed out of the Sol system under full impulse, Natalie Fisher said goodbye to her brother.
"This is a sweet starship, Nat, take care of her."
"You be careful yourself, The Constitution is second only to the Enterprise for getting into trouble."
"As always."
Alan grinned and waved as the transporter beam swept him away
DEEP SPACE
Cold. Silent
An emergency communications buoy traveled through space in its own bubble of warp speed.
It played a continuous message. Repeated every five minutes.
It searched for someone to hear its call
MESSAGE:
To Starfleet command
SOS
USS ENTERPRISE
"THIS IS COMMANDER LEONARD H MCCOY ON THE USS ENTERPRISE. COMMUNICATION WITH THE BRIDGE HAS BEEN CUT OFF. ALL SYSTEMS ARE DOWN ABOVE THE ENGINEERING LEVEL. THERE IS NO CONTACT WITH THE BRIDGE. I REPEAT, CAPTAIN JAMES KIRK AND COMMAND CREW ALL PRESUMED DEAD. SYSTEM DYING ALL OVER THE SHIP. WE ARE LOOSING LIFE SUPPORT. I REPEAT. WE ARE LOOSING LIFE SUPPORT.
SOS
SOS
SOS
Cold. Space.
Empty
(USS REPUBLIC - TWO MONTHS LATER)
Natalie paced her room, in deep thought for the second time that day. The Republic was returning back to space dock today, just five short weeks into her first mission. Natalie was not angry though; she understood that the task that they were performing today was a sacred one.
They were bringing the last known remains of the ship and crew of the USS Enterprise home to earth.
All that had been left of the ship was the communications buoy. No one knew where the rest of the ship really was, but they could guess. Trade routs were being diverted all over the federation to give the space distortion that had essentially eaten up the enterprise a wide berth. The distortion and the buoy was all that was left of the finest ship and the finest crew in Starfleet, and they were giving them a magnificent send off.
"Damn what a month. First Nogura, and then Jim Kirk. What a waste."
It had not been long after Admiral Nogura's funeral that the USS Elliott had picked up the distress buoy from the Enterprise. At first no one could believe it. Just gone. Just like that, a snap of the fingers.
Well, in reality, it would have taken the Enterprise about five minutes to be totally sucked into the anomaly, but in space, five minutes, or even twenty in deep space, was all it took to let disaster rule the day.
Nat sighed and set down her data pad. This was going to be a long five- year mission.