Chapter 3
Lennon stood at the upper docking port on Earthstation McKinley, this spacestation was as close to a man-made planet as there is ever likely to be he thought. Thousands of people live here and even more passed through on a daily basis. No other species in the quadrant had anything to match this. It made him feel almost proud to be human. He was proud to be part of all this and willing to defend it against any foe. His view shifted to the docking port door at the far side of the bay, he looked outside and into the vastness of space. Stars twinkled in the background to give character to the void. Gradually the door of the docking port filled. A huge white ship entered the enclosed harbour in the spacestation. He spotted it approaching for some time now and ever since it distinguished itself from a far off star he had a feeling that this ship would be an important part of his future. It was now close enough to read the markings on the hull.
"USS Spartan - NCC 79226"
The name fired the imagination, Spartan, Greek god of rebellion, and he was sure his time in command of this ship would be very memorable. He peered through the front windows on the ship to see the mess hall, it was empty on this occasion but he knew there were many people on the ship. The ship finally docked and Lennon just admired the beauty, he wanted to go down to see his new ship from close up, but something stopped him, his legs just would not move, as if they were telling him not to board the ship. What wonders may occur on this ship he could not say, but eventually he conjured up the strength to get away from the docking window to see his new ship up close
Lennon stood at the upper docking port on Earthstation McKinley, this spacestation was as close to a man-made planet as there is ever likely to be he thought. Thousands of people live here and even more passed through on a daily basis. No other species in the quadrant had anything to match this. It made him feel almost proud to be human. He was proud to be part of all this and willing to defend it against any foe. His view shifted to the docking port door at the far side of the bay, he looked outside and into the vastness of space. Stars twinkled in the background to give character to the void. Gradually the door of the docking port filled. A huge white ship entered the enclosed harbour in the spacestation. He spotted it approaching for some time now and ever since it distinguished itself from a far off star he had a feeling that this ship would be an important part of his future. It was now close enough to read the markings on the hull.
"USS Spartan - NCC 79226"
The name fired the imagination, Spartan, Greek god of rebellion, and he was sure his time in command of this ship would be very memorable. He peered through the front windows on the ship to see the mess hall, it was empty on this occasion but he knew there were many people on the ship. The ship finally docked and Lennon just admired the beauty, he wanted to go down to see his new ship from close up, but something stopped him, his legs just would not move, as if they were telling him not to board the ship. What wonders may occur on this ship he could not say, but eventually he conjured up the strength to get away from the docking window to see his new ship up close