CHAPTER BY DIGIMON LANTERN 1

CHAPTER ONE - FOREMOST

USS ENTERPRISE

NX-01

NX CLASS

Captain Jonathon Archer was bored. He was lying down in his quarters watching Porthos, his loyal pet beagle, chase his tail. When he managed to catch it, the dog promptly yelped in pain and surprise. Archer just had to laugh. Apparently, Porthos had bit a little too hard on his own tail. Porthos walked over to his master and gave him a few playful licks on the face which made the captain begin to play with the dog. He got too involved before he realized that his female Vulcan first-officer, T'Pol, had entered his quarters.

"I believe the phrase, 'A boy and his dog,' has some ring of truth, sir," she said, holding out a pad.

Archer read a rather detailed report on something that wasn't right with the local area of space. "Can you explain this to me?" he asked.

"Of course, I wanted to get your approval before setting a course for where I believe this disturbance originates." T'Pol replied.

Scratching Porthos behind his lift ear, Archer said, "When we started this voyage, I said, 'We left Earth to explore, that's what being human is all about.' What I'm saying is, set a course."

"At maximum warp, it will take us under a day to reach it." T'Pol further informed her captain.

"Then we'd better be on our way," Archer said.

"Captain's Star Log: Supplemental. We've arrived at a mysterious anomaly which has peaked the crew's curiosity. I hope that we'll discover new forms of usable energy."

The Enterprise suddenly shook as a Romulan vessel suddenly appeared and fired its phased cannons at the port of the ship.

"Polarizing the hull armor," Ian Malcom announced.

"Return fire," Archer ordered.

"Phase cannons have no effect," Malcom replied.

"Torpedoes!" Archer exlaimed.

From behind an asteroid, a second Romulan vessel intercepted the torpedoes. Both Romulan ships then began firing on the Enterprise.

"Captain, you know I'm not one for retreating, but let's get out of here," Malcom said.

"I agree, sir." T'Pol said. "With their current capabilities, we will only last five point three minutes at best. We'd only inflict minimal damage."

Ensign Mayweather turned towards the science officer and asked, "Could we hide in the anomaly?"

"Possibly, if we can get past the Romulans," T'Pol said.

"Mayweather, take us into the rift," Archer ordered.

As they approached the rift, a smile crossed Archer's face. "Warp two now!" he exclaimed.

The Enterprise went to warp while crossing the rift's event horizon.

"Captain's Star Log: Unknown. Crossing the rift at warp has severly damaged the Enterprise. The ship is dying. Trip managed to get the warp reactor shut down. Doctor Phlox has reported only minor injuries. As I write out this last log entry, I know it is only a matter of time before I must give the order to abandon ship."

Archer stood on the bridge of his dying ship, with his senior staff, staring out at the static-filled viewscreen.

"How long before we lose life-support?" Archer asked.

"One hour and fifty-three minutes remain before our life-support system goes off-line." T'Pol said.

"If it makes you fell better, Captain, we all lost her." Trip said to his captain.

"The Enterprise was a fine vessel, better than many Vulcan vessels I've served on."

Archer reached over and opened a comm channel to the rest of the ship. "All hands, this is the captain. Abandon ship."

A tear rolled down from Archer's right eye, down his cheek, and fell to the floor as he regretted taking Mayweather's idea. It had cost him the Enterprise.