CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. THE ENTERPRISE AND ABOUT FIVE DOZEN OTHER SHIPS, SOME

STARFLEET SOME NOT, ARE PREPARING TO ENGAGE THE WEAPON SHIP. THE SMALLER BIO-

SHIPS ARE BEING DISABLED BY THE TELEPATH'S PSYONIC SHOCK.

CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE. MACGREGOR IS PACING IN FRONT OF HIS SEAT. THE

TURBO LIFT DOORS OPEN AND STALAR STEPS ON TO THE BRIDGE. MACGREGOR

TURNS TO HIM.

MACGREGOR: TAKE YOUR POSITION.

STALAR STANDS NEXT TO MACGREGOR. THEY BOTH SIT.

MACGREGOR: HOW ARE YOU COMMANDER?

STALAR: I BELIVE I WILL REQUIRE A FEW DAYS LEAVE TO MEDITATE.

MACGREGOR: GRANTED.

THE ROOM SHAKES HARD, THROWING NEARLY EVERYONE OUT OF THEIR SEATS.

CUT TO. EXT-SPACE: THE ENTERPRISE HAS MOVED IN FRONT OF THE WEAPON SHIP AND

HAS HAD A TRACTOR BEAM LOCKED ON TO IT. THE JOHNATHAN ARCHER LEADS AN ASSULT

ON THE TRACTOR EMITTER. THE FRONT OF THE WEAPON SHIP OPENS. THE ENTERPRISE IS

PULLED HARD INTO THE SHIP. THE SMALL FLEET LEAD BY JANEWAY CONTINUES ITS

ATTACK. THE WEAPON'S BOW BEGINS TO CLOSE RAPIDLY. THE FLEET BACKS OFF. THREE

SHIPS ARE CRUSHED BY THE WEAPON SHIP'S FORWARD SECTION. THE SMALLER BIO-SHIPS

ATTACH THEMSELVES TO THE WEAPON AND SEEM TO MELT INTO IT. THE ENTERPRISE HAS

BEEN TOTALLY DEVOURED.

CUT TO. INT-JOHNATHAN ARCHER, BRIDGE: JANEWAY STARES AT THE VIEWSCREEN,

HORRIFIED BY THE LOSS OF THE ENTERPRISE.

JANEWAY: JANEWAY TO MACGREGOR, ACKNOWLEDGE. ENTERPRISE, THIS IS THE JOHNATHAN

ARCHER, ARE YOU RECEIVING? (QUIETLY) GOD BE WITH YOU MICHEAL.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP. IT IS A LONG, DARK TUNNEL. AT LEAST TWENTY KILOMETRES

LONG AND TEN KILOMETRES IN HEIGHT. IT LOOKS LIKE THE PERFECT HARMONY OF BIO-

ENGINEERING AND CYBERNETIC TECHNOLOGY. SIX LONG CYLENDERS ARE TRANSFERRING

ENERGY FROM BOW TO STERN AND BACK. ATTACHED TO THE WALLS ARE THE CHARRED AND

MELTED REMAINS OF THREE VULCAN SHIPS, ONE KLINGON CRUISER, TWO ROMULAN

WARBIRDS AND AT LEAST A DOZEN STARFLEET SHIPS. THE TRACTOR BEAM RELEASES

ENTERPRISE AND SHE IS LEFT TO FLOAT IN THIS SPACE. SEVERAL CRAB SHAPED THINGS

LAUNCH FROM THE WALLS OF THE WEAPON SHIP TOWARDS ENTERPRISE. THESE THINGS ARE

ATTACHED TO TETHERS.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE. THE ROOM SLAMS HARD AND THE SOUND OF METAL

BEING TORN PERMIATES THE SHIP. MANY OF THE LIGHTS ON THE BRIDGE HAVE BURNT OUT

AND PEOPLE ARE LEFT WALKING WITH FUTURISTIC FLASHLIGHTS AND NIGHT VISION

MONOCLES.

MACGREGOR: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?

FAWKES: SENSORS AREN'T FUNCTIONING.

TROUSE: THEY'RE GOING TO USE ENTERPRISE AS FUEL.

MACGREGOR: HOW DO YOU KNOW?

TROUSE: I CAN HEAR THEM.

STALAR: AS WELL I SIR. THEY WANT US TO COME ABOARD.

FAWKES: OH COME ON. THEY'D MAKE IT THAT EASY.

STALAR: OUR INTENTIONS ARE OF NO CONCIQUENCE TO THEM. THEY BELIVE THEY HAVE

ALREADY WON.

MACGREGOR: WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT. WHY WOULD THEY WANT US ABOARD?

TROUSE: THEIR MALEVOLENCE IS ONLY OUTWEIGHED BY THEIR CURIOSITY. THEY WANT TO

KNOW ABOUT US BEFORE THEY EXTERMINATE US.

MACGREGOR: WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE SHIP? ITS POWER SOURES, ARMOURMENTS,

COMPLIMENT?

STALAR: THERE IS NO CREW. THE SHIP IS CONTOLLED BY ITSELF AND MAINTAINED BY A

SINGULAR ENTITY.

MACGREGOR: SPECULATE AS TO WHAT WOULD HAPPEN WERE WE TO TAKE OUT THAT

MAINTAINING ENTITY.

TROUSE: THE SHIP WOULD BE A BODY WITHOUT A MIND. IT WOULD MOST LIKELY PLUMMET

INTO THE NEAREST GRAVITY WELL THERE IS.

FAWKES: THE SUN.

MACGREGOR: THIS COULD BE A GOOD NEWS STORY AFTERALL. HOW DO WE ACCESS THE

MAINTAINING ENTITY?

TROUSE: WE MUST RELENT TO ITS WILL.

MACGREGOR: WHAT?

TROUSE: WE MUST LOOSE ALL HOPE.