Disclaimer again! I do not own Andromeda or Star Trek Voyager or their
character. Bummer! I am just borrowing them.
I am making no money on this story. If I did I would be doing this full time, as opposed to my real job.
Please read and revue.
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Chapter 2
After the Voyager shuttle came to a halt its crew looked themselves over, checking for obvious injuries.
"Is everybody alright?" Janeway asked as she rubbed her right knee.
Tom Paris spoke up first saying, "I'm fine. Shaken, but not stirred."
"Just a few scrapes and bruises here Captain," Harry Kim answered as he dabbed a small cut on his right cheek with his right hand. He young officer had sustained the injury after being thrown forward causing his cheek to hit the broken handle of the box on his lap.
"I appear to have sustained no serious injuries Captain," Tuvok reported. "I believe I should run a Tricorder scan on all of us to be sure."
"Agreed. You can start with me Mr. Tuvok," Janeway announced.
Tuvok ran a scan on his Captain and then proceeded to do the same on Paris and Kim. Tuvok then handed the Tricorder off the Janeway who ran a scan on the he dark skinned Vulcan. All four Tricorder readings were negative for major injuries. The readings showed some bruises and minor cuts and lacerations, but nothing more serious.
Satisfied, Janeway decided she and her crew should go hailing the large ship that appeared on the shuttle's view screen. "Mr. Paris, see if you can hail that ship out there."
Back on the Andromeda, Captain Hunt had watched the shuttle's arrival on the Bridge's view screen.
"Rommie, any life forms on that shuttle?" Dylan asked the ship.
The ship's hologram appeared in front the High Guard captain. "I am detecting four life forms. Three of them are human. One is unidentifiable."
"Rommie, can you elaborate on unidentifiable?" Dylan requested.
"The fourth life form is similar to a human but has variations I have no record of in my database," the hologram elaborated.
"Very interesting," Tyr commented as he crossed his muscled arms across his chest.
A slight smile crossed Dylan's face. "Let's see what they want Rommie.
The ship quickly complied. "Hailing the ship now."
Harper shook his head in disbelief. Harper didn't trust the motives of the people on the shuttle, even though he had never met them. It was typical of Dylan Hunt to take people and things at face value. It was a trait that the cynical engineer had gradually become accustomed to.
The shuttle crew was alerted to the incoming message from the Andromeda.
"Looks like I won't have to hail the ship. They're hailing us now Captain," Paris announced as he looked at the shuttle's monitor.
"Put it through Mr. Paris," Janeway ordered as she took the chair next to Paris.
Janeway watched as Captain Dylan Hunt's image appeared on the shuttle's monitor.
Captain Hunt paused to take in the view of the shuttle's crew before introducing himself. "I am Captain Dylan Hunt of the Andromeda Ascendant."
Janeway leaned toward the monitor replying, "I am Captain Kathryn Janeway of the U.S.S. Voyager."
"Are you in need of assistance?" Hunt asked.
"Negative Captain Hunt. My crew and I are just a little shaken up after passing through the wormhole," Janeway answered. "I assume your ship has shuttle bay?"
Captain Hunt nodded answering, "Yes, and you and your crew are welcome to dock your shuttle on the Andromeda."
Janeway smiled back. "Thank you Captain Hunt."
"You're welcome. Do you need any guidance docking the shuttle?" Hunt asked.
"No thank you Captain. Mr. Paris here can handle the docking," Janeway replied she looked over at the blond helmsman.
Dylan Hunt looked over at Mr. Paris on the screen and nodded. "Mr. Paris, you can park the shuttle next to the Eureka Maru. It's the other ship sitting in the docking bay."
Paris pushed a steered the shuttle towards Andromeda's docking bay saying, "Aye Captain."
Hunt turned his attention back to his opposite on the shuttle. "Captain Janeway, don't hesitate to let us know if you run into any trouble. In the meantime, my crew and I make our way to the docking bay and meet you there."
"Agreed. Janeway out," Kathryn replied as she ended the transmission.
Captain Dylan Hunt and his four crew members were joined by Rommie, Andromeda's AI as they walked to the docking bay.
"So, you think they're on the level Dylan?" Harper asked. "I mean, that Captain Janeway chick referred to her ship as the U.S.S. Voyager. Ships in the United States military on Earth used to be called U.S.S. this or that."
"Well, the Voyager crew will be here soon enough and we can question them then," Hunt assured.
The docking bay's doors opened and the Voyager shuttle made its way through and Tom Paris made a perfect landing on Andromeda's deck.
Captain Janeway was first off the shuttle, followed by Tuvok, Mr. Kim, and Mr. Paris. The four Voyager crewmembers stood face to face with Andromeda's crew as the two crews studied each other momentarily.
Hunt quickly assessed Janeway's crew. He believed the captain was non nonsense and straightforward. All of Captain Janeway's crew was in clean, pressed uniforms which Hunt failed to recognize as belonging to any known military organization. Hunt imagined that these officers were similar to any High Guard officer. Janeway and three of her crewmembers appeared human. The third was a dark-skinned man with pointy ears, similar to Trance's.
Likewise, Janeway had already begun her assessment of Captain Hunt's crew. Her analysis was that Andromeda's crew appeared rather rag tag. Hunt was the only member of the crew in any kind of uniform. The tall blonde woman on Hunt's right was wearing a gray sleeveless shirt and black leather pants topped off by a black leather jacket. The tall dark-skinned man at Hunt's left side was wearing black leather pants and a black leather vest. His hair was in long cornrows that fell just past his large shoulders. This man was very large and intimidating, but Janeway hid her emotions from Andromeda's crew. The most curious member of Hunt's crew was a golden skinned young woman. Janeway didn't know what to make of her. She had never seen any species like this woman before. The third human was a short blond- haired young man dressed in a black t-shirt and brown baggy pants with numerous pockets. The other human female was a tall olive-skinned woman dressed in a red leather pants suit. Janeway noticed Tom Paris had a gleam in his eyes as the helmsman continued watching her.
"Welcome aboard Captain Janeway," Hunt greeted as offered his hand to Janeway.
"Thank you Captain Hunt," Janeway said as she shook Hunt's hand. "Allow me to introduce my crew. This is Science Officer Mr. Tuvok, Operations Officer Mr. Harry Kim. I believe you already unofficially met Helmsman Mr. Tom Paris."
"I'm pleased to meet all of you. This is First Officer Captain Beka Valentine," Hunt informed as he pointed to the blonde pilot. "This large gentleman her is our Security Officer Tyr Anasazi. The girl with the golden skin is Trance Gemini, our medic and science officer. This is Rommie, the ship's AI. And last, but not least is our engineer Mr. Harper.
"Captain Hunt. But I am not familiar with the designation AI," Janeway replied, the puzzlement showing in her voice.
"I assume your ships don't have AIs then," Dylan guessed "All Commonwealth ships were equipped with an AI, or Artificial Intelligence. These avatars are the physical manifestation of the ships intelligence."
"You mean Rommie is a robot?" Paris blurted out, forgetting diplomatic protocol.
"Mr. Paris, I don't suggest you use that term around Rommie. She gets rather cranky when referred to as a robot, and you don't want to make a warship cranky," Hunt warned the young helmsman. "I suggest you refer to Rommie as an AI or avatar."
"Or you can just call me Rommie," the AI offered, breaking the tension.
Janeway smiled at the tall High Guard captain. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you and your senior crew Captain Hunt."
That remark brought a smile to Hunts face. "I feel I should inform you Captain Janeway, that this is not only my senior crew, but this is the only crew Andromeda has right now."
Janeway raised an eyebrow at the information. "I see. I'm impressed that such a small crew could keep a ship like Andromeda functioning."
"Thank you Captain, I think we do a rather good job in spit of everything. We do have robot droids that help with much of the manual work, still much of the work requires sentient beings," Hunt remarked. "Now if you and your crew will join us Captain, we'll head to the mess hall and get better acquainted over a meal.
Janeway wasted no time agreeing. "That sounds like an excellent suggestion Captain Hunt. Please lead the way."
With the introductions over, the two crews headed off to the mess hall.
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I am making no money on this story. If I did I would be doing this full time, as opposed to my real job.
Please read and revue.
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Chapter 2
After the Voyager shuttle came to a halt its crew looked themselves over, checking for obvious injuries.
"Is everybody alright?" Janeway asked as she rubbed her right knee.
Tom Paris spoke up first saying, "I'm fine. Shaken, but not stirred."
"Just a few scrapes and bruises here Captain," Harry Kim answered as he dabbed a small cut on his right cheek with his right hand. He young officer had sustained the injury after being thrown forward causing his cheek to hit the broken handle of the box on his lap.
"I appear to have sustained no serious injuries Captain," Tuvok reported. "I believe I should run a Tricorder scan on all of us to be sure."
"Agreed. You can start with me Mr. Tuvok," Janeway announced.
Tuvok ran a scan on his Captain and then proceeded to do the same on Paris and Kim. Tuvok then handed the Tricorder off the Janeway who ran a scan on the he dark skinned Vulcan. All four Tricorder readings were negative for major injuries. The readings showed some bruises and minor cuts and lacerations, but nothing more serious.
Satisfied, Janeway decided she and her crew should go hailing the large ship that appeared on the shuttle's view screen. "Mr. Paris, see if you can hail that ship out there."
Back on the Andromeda, Captain Hunt had watched the shuttle's arrival on the Bridge's view screen.
"Rommie, any life forms on that shuttle?" Dylan asked the ship.
The ship's hologram appeared in front the High Guard captain. "I am detecting four life forms. Three of them are human. One is unidentifiable."
"Rommie, can you elaborate on unidentifiable?" Dylan requested.
"The fourth life form is similar to a human but has variations I have no record of in my database," the hologram elaborated.
"Very interesting," Tyr commented as he crossed his muscled arms across his chest.
A slight smile crossed Dylan's face. "Let's see what they want Rommie.
The ship quickly complied. "Hailing the ship now."
Harper shook his head in disbelief. Harper didn't trust the motives of the people on the shuttle, even though he had never met them. It was typical of Dylan Hunt to take people and things at face value. It was a trait that the cynical engineer had gradually become accustomed to.
The shuttle crew was alerted to the incoming message from the Andromeda.
"Looks like I won't have to hail the ship. They're hailing us now Captain," Paris announced as he looked at the shuttle's monitor.
"Put it through Mr. Paris," Janeway ordered as she took the chair next to Paris.
Janeway watched as Captain Dylan Hunt's image appeared on the shuttle's monitor.
Captain Hunt paused to take in the view of the shuttle's crew before introducing himself. "I am Captain Dylan Hunt of the Andromeda Ascendant."
Janeway leaned toward the monitor replying, "I am Captain Kathryn Janeway of the U.S.S. Voyager."
"Are you in need of assistance?" Hunt asked.
"Negative Captain Hunt. My crew and I are just a little shaken up after passing through the wormhole," Janeway answered. "I assume your ship has shuttle bay?"
Captain Hunt nodded answering, "Yes, and you and your crew are welcome to dock your shuttle on the Andromeda."
Janeway smiled back. "Thank you Captain Hunt."
"You're welcome. Do you need any guidance docking the shuttle?" Hunt asked.
"No thank you Captain. Mr. Paris here can handle the docking," Janeway replied she looked over at the blond helmsman.
Dylan Hunt looked over at Mr. Paris on the screen and nodded. "Mr. Paris, you can park the shuttle next to the Eureka Maru. It's the other ship sitting in the docking bay."
Paris pushed a steered the shuttle towards Andromeda's docking bay saying, "Aye Captain."
Hunt turned his attention back to his opposite on the shuttle. "Captain Janeway, don't hesitate to let us know if you run into any trouble. In the meantime, my crew and I make our way to the docking bay and meet you there."
"Agreed. Janeway out," Kathryn replied as she ended the transmission.
Captain Dylan Hunt and his four crew members were joined by Rommie, Andromeda's AI as they walked to the docking bay.
"So, you think they're on the level Dylan?" Harper asked. "I mean, that Captain Janeway chick referred to her ship as the U.S.S. Voyager. Ships in the United States military on Earth used to be called U.S.S. this or that."
"Well, the Voyager crew will be here soon enough and we can question them then," Hunt assured.
The docking bay's doors opened and the Voyager shuttle made its way through and Tom Paris made a perfect landing on Andromeda's deck.
Captain Janeway was first off the shuttle, followed by Tuvok, Mr. Kim, and Mr. Paris. The four Voyager crewmembers stood face to face with Andromeda's crew as the two crews studied each other momentarily.
Hunt quickly assessed Janeway's crew. He believed the captain was non nonsense and straightforward. All of Captain Janeway's crew was in clean, pressed uniforms which Hunt failed to recognize as belonging to any known military organization. Hunt imagined that these officers were similar to any High Guard officer. Janeway and three of her crewmembers appeared human. The third was a dark-skinned man with pointy ears, similar to Trance's.
Likewise, Janeway had already begun her assessment of Captain Hunt's crew. Her analysis was that Andromeda's crew appeared rather rag tag. Hunt was the only member of the crew in any kind of uniform. The tall blonde woman on Hunt's right was wearing a gray sleeveless shirt and black leather pants topped off by a black leather jacket. The tall dark-skinned man at Hunt's left side was wearing black leather pants and a black leather vest. His hair was in long cornrows that fell just past his large shoulders. This man was very large and intimidating, but Janeway hid her emotions from Andromeda's crew. The most curious member of Hunt's crew was a golden skinned young woman. Janeway didn't know what to make of her. She had never seen any species like this woman before. The third human was a short blond- haired young man dressed in a black t-shirt and brown baggy pants with numerous pockets. The other human female was a tall olive-skinned woman dressed in a red leather pants suit. Janeway noticed Tom Paris had a gleam in his eyes as the helmsman continued watching her.
"Welcome aboard Captain Janeway," Hunt greeted as offered his hand to Janeway.
"Thank you Captain Hunt," Janeway said as she shook Hunt's hand. "Allow me to introduce my crew. This is Science Officer Mr. Tuvok, Operations Officer Mr. Harry Kim. I believe you already unofficially met Helmsman Mr. Tom Paris."
"I'm pleased to meet all of you. This is First Officer Captain Beka Valentine," Hunt informed as he pointed to the blonde pilot. "This large gentleman her is our Security Officer Tyr Anasazi. The girl with the golden skin is Trance Gemini, our medic and science officer. This is Rommie, the ship's AI. And last, but not least is our engineer Mr. Harper.
"Captain Hunt. But I am not familiar with the designation AI," Janeway replied, the puzzlement showing in her voice.
"I assume your ships don't have AIs then," Dylan guessed "All Commonwealth ships were equipped with an AI, or Artificial Intelligence. These avatars are the physical manifestation of the ships intelligence."
"You mean Rommie is a robot?" Paris blurted out, forgetting diplomatic protocol.
"Mr. Paris, I don't suggest you use that term around Rommie. She gets rather cranky when referred to as a robot, and you don't want to make a warship cranky," Hunt warned the young helmsman. "I suggest you refer to Rommie as an AI or avatar."
"Or you can just call me Rommie," the AI offered, breaking the tension.
Janeway smiled at the tall High Guard captain. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you and your senior crew Captain Hunt."
That remark brought a smile to Hunts face. "I feel I should inform you Captain Janeway, that this is not only my senior crew, but this is the only crew Andromeda has right now."
Janeway raised an eyebrow at the information. "I see. I'm impressed that such a small crew could keep a ship like Andromeda functioning."
"Thank you Captain, I think we do a rather good job in spit of everything. We do have robot droids that help with much of the manual work, still much of the work requires sentient beings," Hunt remarked. "Now if you and your crew will join us Captain, we'll head to the mess hall and get better acquainted over a meal.
Janeway wasted no time agreeing. "That sounds like an excellent suggestion Captain Hunt. Please lead the way."
With the introductions over, the two crews headed off to the mess hall.
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