-Terran Empire: Unity-
A work of Star Trek Alternate Universe Fan Fiction by Jeremy "HappyTarget" S.
-Prologue - And Then There Was One.-
-Sol System, Sector One, Terran Empire-
The newly crowned Emperor of the Terran Empire paced in his new throne room, his booted feet echoing off of the emerald and white real stone marble. He wore a black cowled robe, similar to the old Council robes, but of thatch patterned silk edged in gold. On his head, he wore a simple crown, a red fire agate gem burning in its center like a third eye. It was a plain crown, for Jack Chambers wasn't one for gaudy shows of power or position. Yet just the same, the crown was one of a kind and a strong symbol of the new Terran Empire.
Now what should I do with Second Fleet Jack thought? The people need something to believe in after the terrifying setbacks handed to us by the Grand Alliance. Perhaps I should make them into heroes? I would rather the were out of the way for good, but having them executed as part of the plot to bring down the Empire wouldn't go over well. The people might be naive, but they aren't stupid. That would be to bold, to obvious for them not to miss. Something subtler then. I have it. I'll move them out to the edge of explored space, out of sight and out of mind. The people will have their heroes, but they won't remain around long enough to get uppity. And with the new officers I will be adding to Starfleet's chain of command, they won't be able to cause mischief. Jack's internal thoughts shifted as he came to his decision.
It's a lucky thing that that snake O'tole has some sense of honor, otherwise I really would have lost my daughter. It was a miracle that she survived the attack at all, yet now she was back on Terra by his side as crown princess. The prophecy that he had heard all those years ago, and all the actions he initiated to prevent it, would have been nothing. He wasn't self diluted enough to think his true motives were as pure as the driven snow. He had always craved power, but that was only part of the reason why he had ascended to the helm of the Terran Empire. His thoughts shifted back to the prophecy he had heard so long ago.
'.A time of tribulation shall fall upon the Galaxy. Great powers shall teeter on the brink of destruction and alternately arise out of the ashes of history. The Terran Empire of old shall fall away amidst much pain and suffering and loss of life, with a new union rising in its place. Then a great leader shall come, binding the peoples of the Galaxy together as never before to face the enemy that comes for them all. If the great leader does not come to the forefront during this time of upheaval, then everything shall be lost and all shall be consumed.'
Despite what the few others that had heard it might say, he himself did believe in it. A stronger hand than the divisive Terran Council would be needed if what the prophecy predicted actually came to pass. If that hand just happened to be his, Emperor Chambers the First thought, what was wrong with that?
-Gamma/Delta Quadrant Borders, Near the Fringe of the Galaxy-
It was amazing how such diverse entities as the Dominion and the Interstellar Concordium could work together so well so soon. That was what a common goal could do for two peoples, bridging the gap between them and binding their diverse traits into a united entity. It was what the ISC had sought to do for centuries, and what the Dominion had done for close to one and a half of one.
The Dominion had united its peoples under the Founders for 165 years, slowly but steadily expanding their influence, building up their fleets and armies of genetically engineered soldiers to police its boundaries and bring other worlds into the Dominion. The Dominion had even eventually butted up against what had once been ISC space shortly before encountering the Terran Empire.
Like the Dominion, the ISC had incorporated alien species into itself, bringing peace and harmony to the warring factions of the Galaxy. When they first encountered the Terran Empire, they had known that it would be their greatest challenge yet, for none of the other species had been as populous or as aggressive as the Terran Empire. So the Pacification Fleet had been dispatched to bring the Terran Empire's anger and expansionistic tendencies to heel. Only it didn't turn out that way. The ISC didn't take the time to accurately access the true strength of the TE before they began their Pacification campaign. Because of that small error, the ISC Fleet wasn't large enough to take out the TE and was crushed in detail before it could be adequately reinforced. If a proper strength had been sent initially, the TE would have been pacified and safely under ISC protection. Now, the remaining fleet units were not of sufficient numbers to guaranty a victory. Faced with the probable counterattack by the Terran Empire, the ISC decided to move far away from Terran Empire space and rebuild their fleets, till one day in the future they would be powerful enough the succeed where they had initially failed.
The Terran Empire had beaten the ISC and the Dominion, and the two powers were eager to make up that loss. With access to the materials in ISC space and Dominion technology, the Fleet growth rate began to expand geometrically. Working towards their common goals, the two empires planned a merging, becoming a single entity harnessing their resources towards one goal alone, galactic domination. The ISC already had agents and assets in TE space, preparing the way for the ISC advance. Now they would be preparing the way for the coming of the Galactic Unity.
A work of Star Trek Alternate Universe Fan Fiction by Jeremy "HappyTarget" S.
-Prologue - And Then There Was One.-
-Sol System, Sector One, Terran Empire-
The newly crowned Emperor of the Terran Empire paced in his new throne room, his booted feet echoing off of the emerald and white real stone marble. He wore a black cowled robe, similar to the old Council robes, but of thatch patterned silk edged in gold. On his head, he wore a simple crown, a red fire agate gem burning in its center like a third eye. It was a plain crown, for Jack Chambers wasn't one for gaudy shows of power or position. Yet just the same, the crown was one of a kind and a strong symbol of the new Terran Empire.
Now what should I do with Second Fleet Jack thought? The people need something to believe in after the terrifying setbacks handed to us by the Grand Alliance. Perhaps I should make them into heroes? I would rather the were out of the way for good, but having them executed as part of the plot to bring down the Empire wouldn't go over well. The people might be naive, but they aren't stupid. That would be to bold, to obvious for them not to miss. Something subtler then. I have it. I'll move them out to the edge of explored space, out of sight and out of mind. The people will have their heroes, but they won't remain around long enough to get uppity. And with the new officers I will be adding to Starfleet's chain of command, they won't be able to cause mischief. Jack's internal thoughts shifted as he came to his decision.
It's a lucky thing that that snake O'tole has some sense of honor, otherwise I really would have lost my daughter. It was a miracle that she survived the attack at all, yet now she was back on Terra by his side as crown princess. The prophecy that he had heard all those years ago, and all the actions he initiated to prevent it, would have been nothing. He wasn't self diluted enough to think his true motives were as pure as the driven snow. He had always craved power, but that was only part of the reason why he had ascended to the helm of the Terran Empire. His thoughts shifted back to the prophecy he had heard so long ago.
'.A time of tribulation shall fall upon the Galaxy. Great powers shall teeter on the brink of destruction and alternately arise out of the ashes of history. The Terran Empire of old shall fall away amidst much pain and suffering and loss of life, with a new union rising in its place. Then a great leader shall come, binding the peoples of the Galaxy together as never before to face the enemy that comes for them all. If the great leader does not come to the forefront during this time of upheaval, then everything shall be lost and all shall be consumed.'
Despite what the few others that had heard it might say, he himself did believe in it. A stronger hand than the divisive Terran Council would be needed if what the prophecy predicted actually came to pass. If that hand just happened to be his, Emperor Chambers the First thought, what was wrong with that?
-Gamma/Delta Quadrant Borders, Near the Fringe of the Galaxy-
It was amazing how such diverse entities as the Dominion and the Interstellar Concordium could work together so well so soon. That was what a common goal could do for two peoples, bridging the gap between them and binding their diverse traits into a united entity. It was what the ISC had sought to do for centuries, and what the Dominion had done for close to one and a half of one.
The Dominion had united its peoples under the Founders for 165 years, slowly but steadily expanding their influence, building up their fleets and armies of genetically engineered soldiers to police its boundaries and bring other worlds into the Dominion. The Dominion had even eventually butted up against what had once been ISC space shortly before encountering the Terran Empire.
Like the Dominion, the ISC had incorporated alien species into itself, bringing peace and harmony to the warring factions of the Galaxy. When they first encountered the Terran Empire, they had known that it would be their greatest challenge yet, for none of the other species had been as populous or as aggressive as the Terran Empire. So the Pacification Fleet had been dispatched to bring the Terran Empire's anger and expansionistic tendencies to heel. Only it didn't turn out that way. The ISC didn't take the time to accurately access the true strength of the TE before they began their Pacification campaign. Because of that small error, the ISC Fleet wasn't large enough to take out the TE and was crushed in detail before it could be adequately reinforced. If a proper strength had been sent initially, the TE would have been pacified and safely under ISC protection. Now, the remaining fleet units were not of sufficient numbers to guaranty a victory. Faced with the probable counterattack by the Terran Empire, the ISC decided to move far away from Terran Empire space and rebuild their fleets, till one day in the future they would be powerful enough the succeed where they had initially failed.
The Terran Empire had beaten the ISC and the Dominion, and the two powers were eager to make up that loss. With access to the materials in ISC space and Dominion technology, the Fleet growth rate began to expand geometrically. Working towards their common goals, the two empires planned a merging, becoming a single entity harnessing their resources towards one goal alone, galactic domination. The ISC already had agents and assets in TE space, preparing the way for the ISC advance. Now they would be preparing the way for the coming of the Galactic Unity.