Star Trek
Odyssey
Prologue "Captain's Log, stardate 101072.4. I, Captain Andrew Ringer, have assumed command of the Federation starship Odyssey, registration NCC-71832-C, the fourth to bear the name. This ship is a refitted Galaxy-class starship with three warp nacelles, one gigantic phaser cannon, and other powerful propulsion systems and weaponries. My first officer is Commander Alicia Truman. She worked on another vessel called the USS Crazy Horse D, and was transferred here just two days ago. My science officer, Lt. Commander Ronald Jefferson, has been my trusted men ever since my last command. Lieutenant Anna Dobson is my security officer. I have not seen her in action yet, but I hope that she is suitable for the job. Lt. Commander Bill Nelson is going to be the ship's main engineer. He used to be a helmsman under my command. The ship's chief medical officer will be Lt. Commander Kevin Jones. He used to be the assistant medical on another vessel, and was transferred a week ago. "The Odyssey is going on her maiden voyage today, and all of the crew is excited. I am also excited, not only because this ship is new, because a legendary captain is going to watch us depart. "I am also expecting a class of students from one of the schools. At first, I was surprised, but then I realized that it was an honor to have guests aboard my own starship." Captain Andrew Ringer pressed a button, ending the recording. He sat comfortably in his chair. His first officer sat beside him, while the others were busy making final adjustments for departure. At that moment, the turbolift doors opened, revealing an old but proud- looking man. This man was Captain Jean-Luc Picard, who had commanded the USS Enterprise D and E in the past. To have him onboard was one of the greatest honor a captain could achieve, or so Captain Ringer thought. "It is a pleasure to have you onboard, Captain," said Captain Ringer politely. "The pleasure is mine," answered the elderly captain. "This bridge...it always reminds me of the Enterprise D." "This is a refitted Galaxy-class starship, sir," Captain Ringer explained. "The bridge should be a little different from the original one." "But it has about the same features," said Captain Picard. "Sir, would you like to chat in my ready room? I could serve you some Earl Grey Tea if you would wish." "Of course, thank you." After sitting down and relaxing, Captain Picard asked the younger captain what he wanted to do with this ship. "I would love to boldly go, captain," Ringer replied. "It has been my greatest ambition. My last command lasted long, but I didn't explore." "Boldly go doesn't always mean exploration, Andrew," the old captain replied. "It sometimes means having to make hard choices. Going against direct orders to do what is right is one of them. That is "to boldly go"." Captain Ringer thought about his words. He had never heard of these kinds of things before. He had thought that exploration was the only form of "boldly going". "Wouldn't I be facing court martial for disobeying orders, captain?" said Ringer. "Maybe so, but when the order is apparently wrong, we have to rely on our own instincts and our decision. We could face opposition," said Picard, "but I will face it if it will correct the wrong."
"I see, sir," said Andrew, nodding.
"You're still young, Andrew," said Picard, smiling, "You still have much to learn. The Academy can teach you basics, but it's life that teaches you the real meaning."
Andrew smiled and nodded. At that moment, his communicator rang.
"Ringer here," said the young captain. "This is Richard Wayne. Starfleet Headquarters have sent a signal, Captain. We will be expecting the class anytime soon, sir," said the transporter chief.
"Thank you, chief, I'm on my way," said Ringer, then said to Picard, "I'm sorry, but you will have to excuse me, sir. If there is anything, please ask my first officer." "Of course. Thank you, and good luck," said the elderly captain.
Captain Ringer arrived at Transporter Room 1, where one security officer and Lt. Dobson were waiting for the arrival of the class. Chief Wayne busily worked on the consoles and the target scanners.
"We're receiving a transmission from the Spacedock Control, sir," Wayne reported.
"Send it through, chief," said Ringer.
"This is Control, the passengers are ready to be transported," a female voice came from the communicator.
"This is the Odyssey. We are ready to receive on your signal," Ringer replied.
There was a shimmer on the transporter pad, and shapes began to form. The light grew stronger, then suddenly disappeared, revealing a class of two dozen small children, and two teachers.
"My name is Alexander Fox. On behalf of my school, I would like to thank you for allowing this tour of your ship, Captain," said one of the teachers. "This is my assistant, George Jackson."
"I am Captain Andrew Ringer, of the USS Odyssey C. On behalf of my crew and Starfleet, I would like to welcome you aboard this ship," Ringer greeted them politely, then turned to his security chief, "This is Lieutenant Dobson, who is chief of security. She will be accompanying us through the entire tour."
"Welcome aboard the Odyssey," said Dobson.
"Thank you, Lieutenant," said Mr. Fox. "Well, shall we start our tour? Or would you like to rest before starting?" Andrew asked. "We would like to begin right away, if you would not mind, Captain," Mr. Jackson replied. "Of course not. Please follow me." The group headed out and walked toward the turbolift. At that moment, Andrew's combadge rang. "Truman to Captain Ringer," a female voice said. "Go ahead, Alice," said Andrew, tapping his badge. "Captain, an alien subspace message has just been monitored. It seems that it's for you," said his first officer. "I'll be there, Alice. Keep track of the transmission. Ringer out," said Andrew, and tapped his badge again. Then turning to the class, he said, "I'm sorry, but you will have to excuse me. Lieutenant!" "Sir?" "You know the schedule of the tour, so act as the guide." "Aye, sir. Please follow me," said Lt. Dobson, and led the group into the turbolift, while the captain headed up to the bridge in another.
Odyssey
Prologue "Captain's Log, stardate 101072.4. I, Captain Andrew Ringer, have assumed command of the Federation starship Odyssey, registration NCC-71832-C, the fourth to bear the name. This ship is a refitted Galaxy-class starship with three warp nacelles, one gigantic phaser cannon, and other powerful propulsion systems and weaponries. My first officer is Commander Alicia Truman. She worked on another vessel called the USS Crazy Horse D, and was transferred here just two days ago. My science officer, Lt. Commander Ronald Jefferson, has been my trusted men ever since my last command. Lieutenant Anna Dobson is my security officer. I have not seen her in action yet, but I hope that she is suitable for the job. Lt. Commander Bill Nelson is going to be the ship's main engineer. He used to be a helmsman under my command. The ship's chief medical officer will be Lt. Commander Kevin Jones. He used to be the assistant medical on another vessel, and was transferred a week ago. "The Odyssey is going on her maiden voyage today, and all of the crew is excited. I am also excited, not only because this ship is new, because a legendary captain is going to watch us depart. "I am also expecting a class of students from one of the schools. At first, I was surprised, but then I realized that it was an honor to have guests aboard my own starship." Captain Andrew Ringer pressed a button, ending the recording. He sat comfortably in his chair. His first officer sat beside him, while the others were busy making final adjustments for departure. At that moment, the turbolift doors opened, revealing an old but proud- looking man. This man was Captain Jean-Luc Picard, who had commanded the USS Enterprise D and E in the past. To have him onboard was one of the greatest honor a captain could achieve, or so Captain Ringer thought. "It is a pleasure to have you onboard, Captain," said Captain Ringer politely. "The pleasure is mine," answered the elderly captain. "This bridge...it always reminds me of the Enterprise D." "This is a refitted Galaxy-class starship, sir," Captain Ringer explained. "The bridge should be a little different from the original one." "But it has about the same features," said Captain Picard. "Sir, would you like to chat in my ready room? I could serve you some Earl Grey Tea if you would wish." "Of course, thank you." After sitting down and relaxing, Captain Picard asked the younger captain what he wanted to do with this ship. "I would love to boldly go, captain," Ringer replied. "It has been my greatest ambition. My last command lasted long, but I didn't explore." "Boldly go doesn't always mean exploration, Andrew," the old captain replied. "It sometimes means having to make hard choices. Going against direct orders to do what is right is one of them. That is "to boldly go"." Captain Ringer thought about his words. He had never heard of these kinds of things before. He had thought that exploration was the only form of "boldly going". "Wouldn't I be facing court martial for disobeying orders, captain?" said Ringer. "Maybe so, but when the order is apparently wrong, we have to rely on our own instincts and our decision. We could face opposition," said Picard, "but I will face it if it will correct the wrong."
"I see, sir," said Andrew, nodding.
"You're still young, Andrew," said Picard, smiling, "You still have much to learn. The Academy can teach you basics, but it's life that teaches you the real meaning."
Andrew smiled and nodded. At that moment, his communicator rang.
"Ringer here," said the young captain. "This is Richard Wayne. Starfleet Headquarters have sent a signal, Captain. We will be expecting the class anytime soon, sir," said the transporter chief.
"Thank you, chief, I'm on my way," said Ringer, then said to Picard, "I'm sorry, but you will have to excuse me, sir. If there is anything, please ask my first officer." "Of course. Thank you, and good luck," said the elderly captain.
Captain Ringer arrived at Transporter Room 1, where one security officer and Lt. Dobson were waiting for the arrival of the class. Chief Wayne busily worked on the consoles and the target scanners.
"We're receiving a transmission from the Spacedock Control, sir," Wayne reported.
"Send it through, chief," said Ringer.
"This is Control, the passengers are ready to be transported," a female voice came from the communicator.
"This is the Odyssey. We are ready to receive on your signal," Ringer replied.
There was a shimmer on the transporter pad, and shapes began to form. The light grew stronger, then suddenly disappeared, revealing a class of two dozen small children, and two teachers.
"My name is Alexander Fox. On behalf of my school, I would like to thank you for allowing this tour of your ship, Captain," said one of the teachers. "This is my assistant, George Jackson."
"I am Captain Andrew Ringer, of the USS Odyssey C. On behalf of my crew and Starfleet, I would like to welcome you aboard this ship," Ringer greeted them politely, then turned to his security chief, "This is Lieutenant Dobson, who is chief of security. She will be accompanying us through the entire tour."
"Welcome aboard the Odyssey," said Dobson.
"Thank you, Lieutenant," said Mr. Fox. "Well, shall we start our tour? Or would you like to rest before starting?" Andrew asked. "We would like to begin right away, if you would not mind, Captain," Mr. Jackson replied. "Of course not. Please follow me." The group headed out and walked toward the turbolift. At that moment, Andrew's combadge rang. "Truman to Captain Ringer," a female voice said. "Go ahead, Alice," said Andrew, tapping his badge. "Captain, an alien subspace message has just been monitored. It seems that it's for you," said his first officer. "I'll be there, Alice. Keep track of the transmission. Ringer out," said Andrew, and tapped his badge again. Then turning to the class, he said, "I'm sorry, but you will have to excuse me. Lieutenant!" "Sir?" "You know the schedule of the tour, so act as the guide." "Aye, sir. Please follow me," said Lt. Dobson, and led the group into the turbolift, while the captain headed up to the bridge in another.