******I apologize for the long delay.
Chapter 6
Section 31
(Tobias)
I went to DS9 for my leave because I knew I had to get away from the Enterprise for a while. I had previously set up a bank account and was prepared to spend it. Entering Quark's made me walk over to these roulette- like tables and set down a bar of latinum on some strange symbol. The game started and whatever rules affected it made it hit that square.
"Dabo!" The girl in charge of the table exclaimed.
This happened every time I placed a bet for the next seven hours, with breaks for me to demorph then remorph. Quark was in debt to me by fifty bricks of latinum. In order to stay in business, Quark managed to convince me to not play the Dabo tables and I could get anything I wanted from his bar. Leaving Quark in my debt felt great and I decided to do some shopping. While I tried to decide whether or not to buy a beautiful ring for Rachel, I felt the cool surface of a hypospray hit my neck and heard it spray its contents into my bloodstream. I blacked out.
"Lieutenant Commander Tobias Fangor, welcome to Starbase S-31." A voice said as I regained consciousness.
At once, I knew they knew how to reverse a morph. I could count the nose hairs on this guy that was talking to me. I was back in my hawk body.
I asked him.
"Only to alert you to a great threat to the safety of the Federation that we would like for you to find." He said.
I asked him.
"I am Commander Sloan. I am a member of a group in Starfleet designated Section 31. This is one of the many Starbases at our disposal. I want you to join us." Sloan said.
I asked.
"Well, that's a new idea." Sloan said.
I joined Section 31. My mission: spy on the crew of the Enterprise and try to find the threat. I hoped to all that was holy in my home universe and this one that it wasn't one of my friends.
Tobias's Encrypted Log Supplemental
I began the mission that Section 31 has given me. Thanks to their codes they gave me, if I ever needed to, I could take complete control of the ship. Hopefully, that won't be necessary. I can't even tell the other Animorphs, fearful of what Sloan might try to do. My first reactions to the man were that he was extremely dangerous and not one to try to fool. Sloan said that someone on the Enterprise was a threat to the Federation but he didn't know who. That just makes my job a little more fun. END LOG.
I used my new Section 31 codes and gained access to everyone's personal logs. It took me a while and I didn't find much. I found out that Cassie was meeting Jake in the Jefferies tubes for reasons I need not disclose. Rachel was utilizing Lieutenant Worf's calisthenics program at the maximum level. Erek seemed to either stay in Engineering or discuss Chee technology with Data. Ax seemed to enjoy the replicator's a little too much and has frequently reported to Sickbay because of his over-indulgence. Then, I came across some strange information. Marco seemed to disappear from time to time, but only for short periods. There was a bit of data on his whereabouts, which I accessed. The word, CLASSIFIED, shone on the screen.
"Computer, open Classified files. Authorization Code, Fangor-PRZG987." I said.
"Access Granted."
The files contained intensive intelligence reports, long-range scans, interrogation of Yeerk slugs via the Vulcan mind-meld, and other things. But something in there did intrigue me. It was files about the Phoenix project. This Phoenix-Class ship had more weapons and shields to put a Defiant and a Sovereign to shame. This ship would be able to decimate the fleet. Equipped with a modified version of the Andalite's cloaking device, it should be classified as a submarine. Then, a thought crossed my mind.
"Computer, has anyone else had access to these logs?" I asked the machine.
"Commander Beverly Crusher and Commander Deanna Troi." The computer replied.
"Do they have the authorization to access these files?" I asked.
"Negative." The computer replied.
"Then, how did they access these files?" I asked it.
"Unknown." The computer stated.
I knew what I had to do. It went against all of the ethics I had being an Animorph but I knew I had no other choice. I would have to acquire both Dr. Crusher and Counselor Troi. What I did now was work on my plan.
Dr. Crusher didn't even feel the hit of the hypospray against her neck. She collapsed and I morphed into her. Putting on a freshly replicated uniform, I went to Sickbay. The drug I gave Dr. Crusher, I mean the real Dr. Crusher would only last an hour so I had to move fast. Checking her drawers in her office, I found two isolinear chips which I tucked into my tricorder. I returned to my quarters and demorphed. Remorphing into myself, I used another Section 31 code to contact Sloan.
"Agent Tobias, what do you have to report?" Sloan asked.
"What do you know about the Phoenix project?" I asked.
"The U.S.S. Phoenix is a very technologically advanced warship but I don't see what that has to do with this mission." Sloan said.
"I'll check as Counselor Troi but I'll try to find out who it is, sir." I told him.
"Good man, Sloan out." Sloan said signing off.
One thing was for sure. I didn't feel good about this at all.
Chapter 6
Section 31
(Tobias)
I went to DS9 for my leave because I knew I had to get away from the Enterprise for a while. I had previously set up a bank account and was prepared to spend it. Entering Quark's made me walk over to these roulette- like tables and set down a bar of latinum on some strange symbol. The game started and whatever rules affected it made it hit that square.
"Dabo!" The girl in charge of the table exclaimed.
This happened every time I placed a bet for the next seven hours, with breaks for me to demorph then remorph. Quark was in debt to me by fifty bricks of latinum. In order to stay in business, Quark managed to convince me to not play the Dabo tables and I could get anything I wanted from his bar. Leaving Quark in my debt felt great and I decided to do some shopping. While I tried to decide whether or not to buy a beautiful ring for Rachel, I felt the cool surface of a hypospray hit my neck and heard it spray its contents into my bloodstream. I blacked out.
"Lieutenant Commander Tobias Fangor, welcome to Starbase S-31." A voice said as I regained consciousness.
At once, I knew they knew how to reverse a morph. I could count the nose hairs on this guy that was talking to me. I was back in my hawk body.
I asked him.
"Only to alert you to a great threat to the safety of the Federation that we would like for you to find." He said.
I asked him.
"I am Commander Sloan. I am a member of a group in Starfleet designated Section 31. This is one of the many Starbases at our disposal. I want you to join us." Sloan said.
I asked.
"Well, that's a new idea." Sloan said.
I joined Section 31. My mission: spy on the crew of the Enterprise and try to find the threat. I hoped to all that was holy in my home universe and this one that it wasn't one of my friends.
Tobias's Encrypted Log Supplemental
I began the mission that Section 31 has given me. Thanks to their codes they gave me, if I ever needed to, I could take complete control of the ship. Hopefully, that won't be necessary. I can't even tell the other Animorphs, fearful of what Sloan might try to do. My first reactions to the man were that he was extremely dangerous and not one to try to fool. Sloan said that someone on the Enterprise was a threat to the Federation but he didn't know who. That just makes my job a little more fun. END LOG.
I used my new Section 31 codes and gained access to everyone's personal logs. It took me a while and I didn't find much. I found out that Cassie was meeting Jake in the Jefferies tubes for reasons I need not disclose. Rachel was utilizing Lieutenant Worf's calisthenics program at the maximum level. Erek seemed to either stay in Engineering or discuss Chee technology with Data. Ax seemed to enjoy the replicator's a little too much and has frequently reported to Sickbay because of his over-indulgence. Then, I came across some strange information. Marco seemed to disappear from time to time, but only for short periods. There was a bit of data on his whereabouts, which I accessed. The word, CLASSIFIED, shone on the screen.
"Computer, open Classified files. Authorization Code, Fangor-PRZG987." I said.
"Access Granted."
The files contained intensive intelligence reports, long-range scans, interrogation of Yeerk slugs via the Vulcan mind-meld, and other things. But something in there did intrigue me. It was files about the Phoenix project. This Phoenix-Class ship had more weapons and shields to put a Defiant and a Sovereign to shame. This ship would be able to decimate the fleet. Equipped with a modified version of the Andalite's cloaking device, it should be classified as a submarine. Then, a thought crossed my mind.
"Computer, has anyone else had access to these logs?" I asked the machine.
"Commander Beverly Crusher and Commander Deanna Troi." The computer replied.
"Do they have the authorization to access these files?" I asked.
"Negative." The computer replied.
"Then, how did they access these files?" I asked it.
"Unknown." The computer stated.
I knew what I had to do. It went against all of the ethics I had being an Animorph but I knew I had no other choice. I would have to acquire both Dr. Crusher and Counselor Troi. What I did now was work on my plan.
Dr. Crusher didn't even feel the hit of the hypospray against her neck. She collapsed and I morphed into her. Putting on a freshly replicated uniform, I went to Sickbay. The drug I gave Dr. Crusher, I mean the real Dr. Crusher would only last an hour so I had to move fast. Checking her drawers in her office, I found two isolinear chips which I tucked into my tricorder. I returned to my quarters and demorphed. Remorphing into myself, I used another Section 31 code to contact Sloan.
"Agent Tobias, what do you have to report?" Sloan asked.
"What do you know about the Phoenix project?" I asked.
"The U.S.S. Phoenix is a very technologically advanced warship but I don't see what that has to do with this mission." Sloan said.
"I'll check as Counselor Troi but I'll try to find out who it is, sir." I told him.
"Good man, Sloan out." Sloan said signing off.
One thing was for sure. I didn't feel good about this at all.