CHAPTER BY DIGIMON LANTERN ONE
CHAPTER SIX - TEMPORAL VIOLATION
USS ENTERPRISE
NCC-1701-D
GALAXY CLASS
Dixon Hill was pointing his revolver at the corrupt police chief, Joseph Moore. Chief Moore's face displayed arrogance as if he'd done nothing wrong.
"I'm sworn to protect the innocent. I took an oath." Moore said. "You don't have the guts to kill me. You and Bell will soon be in Alcatraz."
Inspector Bell had a shotgun pointed at his superior. From the look on his face, he was waiting for a chance to blow Moore's head off.
"Protect the innocent, my ass!" Dixon exclaimed. "You killed Bell's partner and several other people and I have the pictures to prove it. You and your gang of dirty cops are through. Any last words?"
"Yeah, Dix, I do," Moore said, reaching behind his desk. "Die, Dix!"
Dixon aimed his revolver and fired at the same time as Bell emptied the shotgun shells into Moore. Moore had his hand at his stomach. Dixon could see that Bell's aim had been true. His own shot had struck a picture of Moore's wife. The private detective walked over to Moore and placed the revolver between the crooked cop's eyes. Despite the blood loss and obvious pain, Moore began to raise the Tommy gun.
"You're fired," Dixon said, pulling the trigger. Click! There were no more bullets in the gun.
"Guess I'll have to do it the old-fashioned way," Dixon said, giving Moore a hard punch in the nose.
Moore was thrown back by the blow and broke through the large picture windows of his office. Tumbling four stories, Moore hit a squad car. Dixon turned to look at his friend.
"Guess this makes you chief," Dixon said with a laugh.
The telephone on Moore's desk began to ring. Dixon Hill picked up the receiver and heard a familiar voice.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your program, Captain. I thought that patching this communication would be less intrusive." Lieutenant Commander Data said.
"Quite all right; what's wrong?" Captain Jean-Luc Picard asked with a slight grimace on his face.
"Admiral Sulu is hailing from the Excelsior," Data replied.
"Route it to the holodeck," Picard ordered. "Arch," he told the computer.
When the arch appeared, Picard walked over to it and activated the communications screen, where he saw Sulu's waiting image.
"Captain Picard, what I'm about to tell you is of grave importance to the security of the Federation," Sulu said.
Captain Picard studied the elderly face of the seasoned Starfleet admiral. From personal experience, Picard knew that the admiral couldn't have plunged into senility so late in his remarkable life. Admiral Sulu still had his youthful vigor. Picard listened intensively to what the Sulu had to say.
"A day ago, Starfleet Intelligence: Section Krieg has detected evidence that the Cardassians may be devoloping temporal weapons. You will be briefed further by Commander Shelby. Good luck, Captain," Admiral Hikaru Sulu said, closing the channel.
Captain Picard was shocked by what the admiral had said. Section Krieg had only one purpose: to try to prevent war where it was almost inevitable. Temporal weapons could, in theory, phase-shift through a ship's shields, making ship defenses ineffective. Picard pressed an intercomm switch on the arch's panel.
"Holodeck Three to Bridge. Has Commander Shelby beamed aboard?" Captain Picard asked.
"Yes, sir," Riker replied. "Why is she here?"
"Call a meeting for the senior staff and you'll soon find out," Picard said.
In the observation lounge, everyone sat down at their appropriate places. Commander Shelby seemed a bit confused when Ensign Wesley Crusher sat down. Shelby then walked over to a far panel.
"I assume everyone has heard of Section Krieg," Shelby began. "Well, they've found evidence to some bas news. The Cardassians are experimenting with temporal weapons. If they are successful with their experiments, they will pose an even greater security risk than the Borg. At least, that's what Admiral Sulu believes."
"Question," Data said. "Have the Cardassians found a new energy source?"
"Data's got a point," Geordi La Forge agreed. "They'd also need a new type of phase-shifting technology. A Romulan cloaking device wouldn't give the desired effect."
"Theories, Mr. Data?" Picard asked.
The android replied, "I have three. One, the Cardassians have discovered a new high-power energy source and have figured out how to push something completely out of normal space and time. Two, the torpedoes create microwormholes that pass through shields. Three, a single torpedo with a device measures their enemy's shield frequency upon collision, allowing them to set thier weapons' frequency to match. There are no more possible theories."
"Red Alert! Captain to the bridge!" sounded an alarm, followed by the Red Alert klaxon.
As the senior staff arrived on the bridge, twenty-five Cardassian Galors began to decloak in strategic positons around the Enterprise. Worf raised the ship's shields.
"We are being hailed," the Klingon tactical officer announced.
"On screen," Picard ordered.
"U.S.S Lab Rat, Ncc-1701-D. I am Gul Rensal, and you are history. Goodbye," the Cardassian said curtly, then closed the transmission.
A blue torpedo collided with the Enterprise.
"Shields, weapons, and propulsion are down," Data announced.
From the twenty-five Galors, saphire beams of tachyons struck the Enterprise. Picard watched in horror as he watched hs ship and crew disappear around him.
CHAPTER SIX - TEMPORAL VIOLATION
USS ENTERPRISE
NCC-1701-D
GALAXY CLASS
Dixon Hill was pointing his revolver at the corrupt police chief, Joseph Moore. Chief Moore's face displayed arrogance as if he'd done nothing wrong.
"I'm sworn to protect the innocent. I took an oath." Moore said. "You don't have the guts to kill me. You and Bell will soon be in Alcatraz."
Inspector Bell had a shotgun pointed at his superior. From the look on his face, he was waiting for a chance to blow Moore's head off.
"Protect the innocent, my ass!" Dixon exclaimed. "You killed Bell's partner and several other people and I have the pictures to prove it. You and your gang of dirty cops are through. Any last words?"
"Yeah, Dix, I do," Moore said, reaching behind his desk. "Die, Dix!"
Dixon aimed his revolver and fired at the same time as Bell emptied the shotgun shells into Moore. Moore had his hand at his stomach. Dixon could see that Bell's aim had been true. His own shot had struck a picture of Moore's wife. The private detective walked over to Moore and placed the revolver between the crooked cop's eyes. Despite the blood loss and obvious pain, Moore began to raise the Tommy gun.
"You're fired," Dixon said, pulling the trigger. Click! There were no more bullets in the gun.
"Guess I'll have to do it the old-fashioned way," Dixon said, giving Moore a hard punch in the nose.
Moore was thrown back by the blow and broke through the large picture windows of his office. Tumbling four stories, Moore hit a squad car. Dixon turned to look at his friend.
"Guess this makes you chief," Dixon said with a laugh.
The telephone on Moore's desk began to ring. Dixon Hill picked up the receiver and heard a familiar voice.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your program, Captain. I thought that patching this communication would be less intrusive." Lieutenant Commander Data said.
"Quite all right; what's wrong?" Captain Jean-Luc Picard asked with a slight grimace on his face.
"Admiral Sulu is hailing from the Excelsior," Data replied.
"Route it to the holodeck," Picard ordered. "Arch," he told the computer.
When the arch appeared, Picard walked over to it and activated the communications screen, where he saw Sulu's waiting image.
"Captain Picard, what I'm about to tell you is of grave importance to the security of the Federation," Sulu said.
Captain Picard studied the elderly face of the seasoned Starfleet admiral. From personal experience, Picard knew that the admiral couldn't have plunged into senility so late in his remarkable life. Admiral Sulu still had his youthful vigor. Picard listened intensively to what the Sulu had to say.
"A day ago, Starfleet Intelligence: Section Krieg has detected evidence that the Cardassians may be devoloping temporal weapons. You will be briefed further by Commander Shelby. Good luck, Captain," Admiral Hikaru Sulu said, closing the channel.
Captain Picard was shocked by what the admiral had said. Section Krieg had only one purpose: to try to prevent war where it was almost inevitable. Temporal weapons could, in theory, phase-shift through a ship's shields, making ship defenses ineffective. Picard pressed an intercomm switch on the arch's panel.
"Holodeck Three to Bridge. Has Commander Shelby beamed aboard?" Captain Picard asked.
"Yes, sir," Riker replied. "Why is she here?"
"Call a meeting for the senior staff and you'll soon find out," Picard said.
In the observation lounge, everyone sat down at their appropriate places. Commander Shelby seemed a bit confused when Ensign Wesley Crusher sat down. Shelby then walked over to a far panel.
"I assume everyone has heard of Section Krieg," Shelby began. "Well, they've found evidence to some bas news. The Cardassians are experimenting with temporal weapons. If they are successful with their experiments, they will pose an even greater security risk than the Borg. At least, that's what Admiral Sulu believes."
"Question," Data said. "Have the Cardassians found a new energy source?"
"Data's got a point," Geordi La Forge agreed. "They'd also need a new type of phase-shifting technology. A Romulan cloaking device wouldn't give the desired effect."
"Theories, Mr. Data?" Picard asked.
The android replied, "I have three. One, the Cardassians have discovered a new high-power energy source and have figured out how to push something completely out of normal space and time. Two, the torpedoes create microwormholes that pass through shields. Three, a single torpedo with a device measures their enemy's shield frequency upon collision, allowing them to set thier weapons' frequency to match. There are no more possible theories."
"Red Alert! Captain to the bridge!" sounded an alarm, followed by the Red Alert klaxon.
As the senior staff arrived on the bridge, twenty-five Cardassian Galors began to decloak in strategic positons around the Enterprise. Worf raised the ship's shields.
"We are being hailed," the Klingon tactical officer announced.
"On screen," Picard ordered.
"U.S.S Lab Rat, Ncc-1701-D. I am Gul Rensal, and you are history. Goodbye," the Cardassian said curtly, then closed the transmission.
A blue torpedo collided with the Enterprise.
"Shields, weapons, and propulsion are down," Data announced.
From the twenty-five Galors, saphire beams of tachyons struck the Enterprise. Picard watched in horror as he watched hs ship and crew disappear around him.