******I DON'T OWN STAR TREK OR ANIMORPHS********************************
Chapter 4
The Road to War
(Marco)
Captain's Personal Log: Stardate: 56894.4: I can't believe it has been seven months and we'd had no word from Voyager. Starfleet Command has listed Rachel KIA or Killed in Action. Captain Picard, Commander Riker, Commander La Forge, and Lt. Worf are still in that coma thing and that left we Animorphs in command of this Federation flagship. Admiral Necheyev is coming to the Enterprise on the Hood to discuss the Yeerk threat which I might want to add the fact that the council believes that there is no threat from the Yeerk Empire and that they can peacefully deal with them, despite the fact that the remaining Animorphs and members of the Enterprise's crew have shone considerable proof that there is a threat. I think that the only way any action will take place is if the Yeerks start a war. End Log.
"Captain, the Hood has arrived." Commander Data reported to me. "The admiral and her staff will beam aboard shortly. Guest quarters have been arranged for them."
"Okay, Data. Tell the admiral I'll be in my ready room when she's ready to see me." I said.
Currently, Tobias was at the transporter controls.
"Marco to Transporter Room Three, has the admiral beamed over yet?" I asked.
"Look Marco, I don't want to screw this up. Having an admiral strung out over two-and-a-half light-years isn't something I want in my file." Tobias replied.
"Two-and-a-half light-years? You didn't have Ax and Erek tinker with it, did you?" I asked confused.
"Com'n, keep those two away from technology. Ax was trying to figure out how it worked while Erek was playing tri-d chess. I hope it works." Tobias said.
"So do I." I replied closing the channel.
Soon, a woman somewhere in her fifties walked into my ready room.
"Admiral." I said.
"Captain Marco Hernandez, the youngest captain in the history of Starfleet. Captain James T. Kirk would be jealous of the fact that you've just taken his place. My orders from Starfleet Command are for you to escort the Hood to the Wright system where a Yeerk Blade ship and a Pool ship will be escorted negotiations for peace at the Khitomer Colony. This must go perfectly. I know that you hate the Yeerks but I must ask you to control your unfounded hatred." Admiral Necheyev said.
"Admiral, with all due respect, you must have fallen off of the idiot tree and hit every branch on the way down if you think you can live peacefully with the Yeerks. They are a race of parasites that abide by no rules of war. Their leader is one of the most cruelest persons you could even imagine. The Cardassians are more friendly that he is." I replied to her in anger.
"The negotiations will be led by a Klingon official named Rakhel of the House of Martok. If you step out of line, I will have your butt in a sling. Do I make myself clear?" The Admiral continued.
"Who will be the Yeerk official?" Marco asked.
"Visser One is coming out personally." She said leaving for her quarters.
Later at the Poker game, I told them what Necheyev had told me. Basically, no one like the idea if they'd previously been an Animorph or Chee.
"They can't do this!" Ax yelled. "That dirty slug killed my brother! He morphed and ate my valiant brother! My brother fought and probably cut him with his tail blade..."
"Tail blade?" Doctor Crusher asked.
"Well, this ruse wouldn't have lasted long. I'm not a Starfleet officer. In truth, I'm an Animorph. To further the truth, Jake is the one who should be in command right now. We're from the same universe that Visser One and the Yeerks are from." I said.
"So, the Yeerks are not native to our universe. Intriguing." Data said.
"Further more, Ax and Erek aren't human. Tobias is a hawk. Computer, drum roll please." I said.
The computer chimed in with the drum roll as Ax and Tobias began to demorph and Erek deactivated his hologram.
"So, in a way, Data, Erek is like a half-brother to you. Ax, he's an Andalite and Tobias is trapped in morph. We've been fighting a war against the Yeerks for years now and I'm sorry that it had to spill into your universe. Granted, you have plenty of problems without having to worry about the Yeerks. If you want to tell the Admiral, I'll understand." I said to them.
After a period of silence, Data said, "I believe that your position in Starfleet, however fake it might be, is necessary to save our universe from something in your universe."
"And it isn't like we're going to tell on you guys anyway. We need you." Troi said.
"I think we're going to stay, Marco." Jake said to me.
(THREE DAYS LATER)
"We've arrived at the coordinates." Tobias reported. "I don't like this."
"The Blade Ship is hailing." Lt. Cussler said from Tactical.
"On screen." I said to see the stolen face of Visser One.
Captain Marco Hernandez, I'm glad that we can see each other again. I will beam over to the Enterprise, shortly, as a sign of good faith. Admiral, I hope we can talk again soon. Visser One said closing the channel.
My eyes looked at Admiral Necheyev. I only hoped that the Yeerk infiltration hadn't gone this far. I looked at Tobias and nodded. Tobias got up.
"Admiral," Tobias said with a smile on his face. "if I remember from your medical history, you haven't had a complete physical in a while. Since my shift is almost up, would you like me to escort you to Sickbay?"
"No, Lieutenant. I'll be fine." The Admiral answered him.
"Never can be too sure." Tobias replied.
"Fine, I'll go." She answered him submissively.
Once they were gone, I tapped the comm to Main Engineering.
"Ax, how's that Anti-Kandrona Generator coming?" I asked.
(Tobias)
I escorted the Admiral to Sickbay and handed Doctor Crusher the special Yeerk finding tricorder that Ax and Erek rigged up. With a quick scan, Dr. Crusher had the answer.
"Computer, erect a level-ten containment field around Admiral Necheyev. Quarantine Protocol Crusher-Alpha-Beta-Zulu-One-Six-Tango. Execute." Dr. Crusher said.
"Computer, belay that order." The Yeerk Admiral said.
"Command invalid. When Quarantine Protocol is in place, the quarantined individual can not exercise any use of computer controls. Your clearance is invalid." The computer told the frightened Yeerk.
"Sickbay to the Bridge, Admiral Necheyev is a controller. Use Ax's gizmo." I told them.
"We're beginning the sweeps now." Marco replied. "Bridge out."
Admiral Necheyev began to scream as reports came in that her staff was screaming in pain as well. I headed back to the bridge to fall down as a volley of torpedoes hit the Enterprise's shields.
(Marco)
"What hit us?" I asked.
"According to previous data, it would be a fair assumption that those could be considered Dracon torpedoes. Apparently, the Yeerks are improving themselves with their stolen technology." Data said.
Tobias relieved the ensign that was in charge of the helm and we went to work.
"Mr. Cussler, target the Blade Ship's weapons array and fire." I ordered.
Phasers and photon torpedoes tore through space and collided with the Blade Ship's skintight shields. The only reaction that we got was from another volley of Dracon torpedoes.
"Direct hit. No apparent damage." Cussler reported.
An idea came to my head. I checked my displays and saw that my idea would work. The Yeerks had tied in their Kandrona Ray generators into their shields.
"Bridge to Main Engineering. Ax, could you tell me how to make an Anti- Kandrona beam and torpedo?" I asked him.
After a few minutes, Ax had performed the necessary modifications.
"You may fire when ready." He said.
"Fire." I told Cussler.
Torpedoes and Anti-Kandrona beams tore through the blackness of space and ripped holes in the Blade Ship and the Pool Ship. Soon Visser One came onto the bridge's viewscreen.
I'm going to enjoy killing you. Then, I'm going to eat you. Visser One said.
"All I want to know is what else you're fixing. Chicken? Roasted Marco? Cheese Burgers? Ham? Will I be basted with chicken gravy, turkey gravy, pork gravy, or beef? Or will you just have an Anti-Kandrona torpedo shoved up your Blade Ship's exhaust pipe?" I asked giving Cussler a hidden signal.
The torpedo fired but the Blade Ship and the Pool ship disappeared into Zero Space. Soon, a Klingon fleet came to our assistance. Rachel was onboard as the Klingon Rakhel. After a bit of explaining, Rachel's memory was restored and we went back onto our journey.
Chapter 4
The Road to War
(Marco)
Captain's Personal Log: Stardate: 56894.4: I can't believe it has been seven months and we'd had no word from Voyager. Starfleet Command has listed Rachel KIA or Killed in Action. Captain Picard, Commander Riker, Commander La Forge, and Lt. Worf are still in that coma thing and that left we Animorphs in command of this Federation flagship. Admiral Necheyev is coming to the Enterprise on the Hood to discuss the Yeerk threat which I might want to add the fact that the council believes that there is no threat from the Yeerk Empire and that they can peacefully deal with them, despite the fact that the remaining Animorphs and members of the Enterprise's crew have shone considerable proof that there is a threat. I think that the only way any action will take place is if the Yeerks start a war. End Log.
"Captain, the Hood has arrived." Commander Data reported to me. "The admiral and her staff will beam aboard shortly. Guest quarters have been arranged for them."
"Okay, Data. Tell the admiral I'll be in my ready room when she's ready to see me." I said.
Currently, Tobias was at the transporter controls.
"Marco to Transporter Room Three, has the admiral beamed over yet?" I asked.
"Look Marco, I don't want to screw this up. Having an admiral strung out over two-and-a-half light-years isn't something I want in my file." Tobias replied.
"Two-and-a-half light-years? You didn't have Ax and Erek tinker with it, did you?" I asked confused.
"Com'n, keep those two away from technology. Ax was trying to figure out how it worked while Erek was playing tri-d chess. I hope it works." Tobias said.
"So do I." I replied closing the channel.
Soon, a woman somewhere in her fifties walked into my ready room.
"Admiral." I said.
"Captain Marco Hernandez, the youngest captain in the history of Starfleet. Captain James T. Kirk would be jealous of the fact that you've just taken his place. My orders from Starfleet Command are for you to escort the Hood to the Wright system where a Yeerk Blade ship and a Pool ship will be escorted negotiations for peace at the Khitomer Colony. This must go perfectly. I know that you hate the Yeerks but I must ask you to control your unfounded hatred." Admiral Necheyev said.
"Admiral, with all due respect, you must have fallen off of the idiot tree and hit every branch on the way down if you think you can live peacefully with the Yeerks. They are a race of parasites that abide by no rules of war. Their leader is one of the most cruelest persons you could even imagine. The Cardassians are more friendly that he is." I replied to her in anger.
"The negotiations will be led by a Klingon official named Rakhel of the House of Martok. If you step out of line, I will have your butt in a sling. Do I make myself clear?" The Admiral continued.
"Who will be the Yeerk official?" Marco asked.
"Visser One is coming out personally." She said leaving for her quarters.
Later at the Poker game, I told them what Necheyev had told me. Basically, no one like the idea if they'd previously been an Animorph or Chee.
"They can't do this!" Ax yelled. "That dirty slug killed my brother! He morphed and ate my valiant brother! My brother fought and probably cut him with his tail blade..."
"Tail blade?" Doctor Crusher asked.
"Well, this ruse wouldn't have lasted long. I'm not a Starfleet officer. In truth, I'm an Animorph. To further the truth, Jake is the one who should be in command right now. We're from the same universe that Visser One and the Yeerks are from." I said.
"So, the Yeerks are not native to our universe. Intriguing." Data said.
"Further more, Ax and Erek aren't human. Tobias is a hawk. Computer, drum roll please." I said.
The computer chimed in with the drum roll as Ax and Tobias began to demorph and Erek deactivated his hologram.
"So, in a way, Data, Erek is like a half-brother to you. Ax, he's an Andalite and Tobias is trapped in morph. We've been fighting a war against the Yeerks for years now and I'm sorry that it had to spill into your universe. Granted, you have plenty of problems without having to worry about the Yeerks. If you want to tell the Admiral, I'll understand." I said to them.
After a period of silence, Data said, "I believe that your position in Starfleet, however fake it might be, is necessary to save our universe from something in your universe."
"And it isn't like we're going to tell on you guys anyway. We need you." Troi said.
"I think we're going to stay, Marco." Jake said to me.
(THREE DAYS LATER)
"We've arrived at the coordinates." Tobias reported. "I don't like this."
"The Blade Ship is hailing." Lt. Cussler said from Tactical.
"On screen." I said to see the stolen face of Visser One.
Captain Marco Hernandez, I'm glad that we can see each other again. I will beam over to the Enterprise, shortly, as a sign of good faith. Admiral, I hope we can talk again soon. Visser One said closing the channel.
My eyes looked at Admiral Necheyev. I only hoped that the Yeerk infiltration hadn't gone this far. I looked at Tobias and nodded. Tobias got up.
"Admiral," Tobias said with a smile on his face. "if I remember from your medical history, you haven't had a complete physical in a while. Since my shift is almost up, would you like me to escort you to Sickbay?"
"No, Lieutenant. I'll be fine." The Admiral answered him.
"Never can be too sure." Tobias replied.
"Fine, I'll go." She answered him submissively.
Once they were gone, I tapped the comm to Main Engineering.
"Ax, how's that Anti-Kandrona Generator coming?" I asked.
(Tobias)
I escorted the Admiral to Sickbay and handed Doctor Crusher the special Yeerk finding tricorder that Ax and Erek rigged up. With a quick scan, Dr. Crusher had the answer.
"Computer, erect a level-ten containment field around Admiral Necheyev. Quarantine Protocol Crusher-Alpha-Beta-Zulu-One-Six-Tango. Execute." Dr. Crusher said.
"Computer, belay that order." The Yeerk Admiral said.
"Command invalid. When Quarantine Protocol is in place, the quarantined individual can not exercise any use of computer controls. Your clearance is invalid." The computer told the frightened Yeerk.
"Sickbay to the Bridge, Admiral Necheyev is a controller. Use Ax's gizmo." I told them.
"We're beginning the sweeps now." Marco replied. "Bridge out."
Admiral Necheyev began to scream as reports came in that her staff was screaming in pain as well. I headed back to the bridge to fall down as a volley of torpedoes hit the Enterprise's shields.
(Marco)
"What hit us?" I asked.
"According to previous data, it would be a fair assumption that those could be considered Dracon torpedoes. Apparently, the Yeerks are improving themselves with their stolen technology." Data said.
Tobias relieved the ensign that was in charge of the helm and we went to work.
"Mr. Cussler, target the Blade Ship's weapons array and fire." I ordered.
Phasers and photon torpedoes tore through space and collided with the Blade Ship's skintight shields. The only reaction that we got was from another volley of Dracon torpedoes.
"Direct hit. No apparent damage." Cussler reported.
An idea came to my head. I checked my displays and saw that my idea would work. The Yeerks had tied in their Kandrona Ray generators into their shields.
"Bridge to Main Engineering. Ax, could you tell me how to make an Anti- Kandrona beam and torpedo?" I asked him.
After a few minutes, Ax had performed the necessary modifications.
"You may fire when ready." He said.
"Fire." I told Cussler.
Torpedoes and Anti-Kandrona beams tore through the blackness of space and ripped holes in the Blade Ship and the Pool Ship. Soon Visser One came onto the bridge's viewscreen.
I'm going to enjoy killing you. Then, I'm going to eat you. Visser One said.
"All I want to know is what else you're fixing. Chicken? Roasted Marco? Cheese Burgers? Ham? Will I be basted with chicken gravy, turkey gravy, pork gravy, or beef? Or will you just have an Anti-Kandrona torpedo shoved up your Blade Ship's exhaust pipe?" I asked giving Cussler a hidden signal.
The torpedo fired but the Blade Ship and the Pool ship disappeared into Zero Space. Soon, a Klingon fleet came to our assistance. Rachel was onboard as the Klingon Rakhel. After a bit of explaining, Rachel's memory was restored and we went back onto our journey.