Title:  To Conquer A Galaxy

Rating:  PG-13

Chapter 3:  Assembling A Crew

Disclaimer:  I own neither Stargate SG-1 nor Star Trek of any series.  I am doing this for fun only.

Location:  Starfleet Command-Briefing Room

Date:  January 4, 2380  0430 hours

            "How about Ensign Hiro," asked Smith over a coffee mug?

            "Are you sure," asked Admiral Ross," He can be a loose cannon…"

            "With all due respect Admiral," said the bleary eyed Captain Smith looking over his coffee mug," I'm taking a Federation warship…a warship…into Romulan territory, to find a race that is destroying entire planets, and will probably end up fighting them.  I want someone who wants to shoot anything in sight."

            "Lieutenant Daltree for your conn officer," asked Ross, not going to argue with the Captain's logic on his Tactical Officer.

            "Daltree refused a direct order from his current Captain," said Smith," I won't have anyone who won't snap to and complete an order when our lives are at stake."

            "What about Lieutenant Soran," asked Ross," She has a spotless record and survived Picard's trip to stop the Borg from interrupting first contact with Vulcan."

            "Fine," Captain Smith agreed," now who should I have as a Chief Engineer?"

            "Lieutenant Ifvaka," said Admiral Ross," he was the Chief Engineer on my flagship the Farragut during the Dominion War."

            "Are you sure," asked Captain Smith," I understood he performed under the pressure of the Dominion War, but is he up for the unknown?"

            "He served under Picard before he served under me," commented Ross, knowing that would explain everything.

            "He's a good luck charm," commented Smith wryly.

            Ross chuckled at the Captain's reference to anyone who served under Picard and survived," Now what about your first officer?"

            "I was thinking of Commander Drega," said Smith.

            "A Xindhi," asked Ross surprised.

            "Yes," said Captain Smith," We need to get over old prejudices Admiral.  It only makes sense that a Xindhi Arboreal with the same name as the Xindhi who brought humans and Xindhi together be the first to do that."

            "Well let's get some sle," began Ross blinking as fatigue finally allowed itself to set in.

            His commbadge beeped," Admiral we've gotten a signal from the Enchwa Task Force."

            Ross blinked tiredly," Put it through to the conference room."

            "Aye sir and the commbadge beeped off.

Smith and Ross turned to face the view screen together, and beheld the sight of three Enchwa cruisers, their dagger shapes floating in a deadly flotilla approaching a pyramid like craft which had just sterilized a planet.

The Enchwa ships opened fire, their disruptors blasting straight into the shields, reducing them to a dark wine red.  The pyramid craft started to build up speed as it moved in the opposite direction, tossing a steady stream of energy lances out behind it.

Shuddering under hit after hit the lead Enchwa ship's shields fell and large chunks shot off into space.  The remaining two Enchwa vessels had to slow momentarily to avoid hitting their wounded comrade.  In that brief space of a few seconds the pyramid craft cloaked and sped off to light speed.

A/N:  Another short one, next chapter will be longer I promise.  Any ideas as to why the Romulans are being driven to extinction when Anubis wants to enslave the galaxy?