"I am Admiral T'Son and I command the stronghold of the United Federation of Planets, Earth's main defense, the symbol of power and unity in Starfleet, the symbol of the advancement in Human technology. I command the Starbase that has been home to legends from the era of the excelsior class starships, I command Starbase one."

Episode 003- A Premonition Part I

T'Son was sitting on the Promenade with the 2nd officer, Captain Jackson. The caption was feared in the crew since he would frequently go around the Starbase asking horrified crewmen what the square of 19 was. One time, the captain even put up a force field around the enlisted mess hall and would only allow people in if they knew the squares.

"What's 21 squared?" the captain asked a horrified crewman.

"Um, A hundred and forty-seven?" the crewman said hesitantly.

"Wrong! Back of the lunch line!" the captain would say to people who got it wrong. It was such a big line, the Promenade was filled with hungry crewmen. Finally, the Captain was called up to the bridge and the crewmen eventually learned all of their perfect squares. T'Son was wondering if he would be seeing the EMH program anytime soon when the EMH program come onto the promenade.

"Greetings," T'Son said to the hologram, "I wondered when I would meet you."

"Hello Admiral, I hear you are a great opera fan." The EMH program said with a smile. T'Son knew the EMH program had a very good opera sub-routine and he was interested in participating in an opera with him.

"Zero nine-hundred hours tomorrow in holodeck three?" T'Son asked the hologram.

"As long as I don't have many injured people in my sickbay sure!" the EMH had a big grin on his face and T'Son wondered why Dr. Zimmerman created the hologram with emotions. T'Son was about to respond when the Red Alert klaxon rang throughout the station.

"RED ALERT! RED ALERT! ALL HANDS TO BATTLE STATIONS! RED ALERT! RED ALERT! ALL HANDS TO BATTLE STATIONS!" the computer announced over and over in an urgent voice. T'Son and Captain Jackson quickly got up and ran to a turbolift.

"Bridge!" they both ordered as the turbolift whisked them off to the bridge. The doors opened and the Captain took his place at ops while T'Son took his place in the Commanding Officer's chair. T'Son noticed that Commander Data was on the Bridge in the guest's seat.

"Report!" T'Son ordered as he looked at his Executive Officer, Commodore Selar.

"Sir," she began in her calm voice, "I'm reading a temporal disturbance to the port quadrant of area 5."

"On screen!" T'Son ordered as an image of a blue disturbance appeared on the screen.

"Sir," Captain Jackson interrupted, "I'm reading 3 ships coming through."

"Configuration?" T'Son inquired

"SIR!" the booming voice of the Tactical officer, Commander Smith, said, "One of the ships seems to be federation, and the other two ships seem to be a mix of Cardassion, Klingon, and advanced Bajorian technology. The two ships are firing on the federation ship, her shields are barely holding! They can't survive much longer!"

"What in Vulcan is going on?" T'Son said in a perplexed tone of voice.

"Sir, we are being hailed by the federation ship!" Commander smith announced.

"On screen!" T'Son ordered as the face of a human appeared on the main viewer.

"This is captain...of the...federation timeship USS. Premonition...are disabled...require immediate assistance...use pulse phasers and...micro-quantum torpedoes...only way to stop..." The transmission came to an end, no doubt the Premonition's COMM array was knocked out.

"Micro-quantum torpedoes? What are those?" Lt. Kitra, the Bajorian Head Bay Operator inquired.

"Well, starfleet gave us them last week. They are a new experimental torpedo." T'Son explained. "Well Commander Smith, lock pulse phasers on one vessel and a volley of micro-quantums on the other. Fire at will Commander!"

"Aye sir!" the tactical officer said as he punched a few buttons. "Torpedoes and pulse cannons away!" The Bridge crew watched the viewscreen as they held on to the edge of their seats. One of the hostile ships, the one where the micro-quantums were fired at, exploded. The ship that was hit with the pulse phasers was damaged but it was still firing at the Premonition. "Sir, the Premonition can't take much more of this!" the tactical officer said in an uneasy tone of voice.

"Yes, arm all pulse phasers and standby to fire Commander." T'Son said looking at the view screen. "Fire only on my mark."

"Aye sir!" the tactical officer said as he pushed a few buttons and stood ready to press the fire button.

"MARK!" T'Son said as the tactical officer immediately pressed the fire button.

"Cannons firing sir..." there was a short pause as the phaser bursts headed toward the ship. Most of the phaser bursts managed to hit the ship and it immediately exploded into thousands of pieces.

"Damage Report on the Premonition!" T'Son ordered looking to Captain Jackson.

"Well sir," the Captain began looking at his consol, "I'm reading she has up to a quarter impulse power, no warp drive, no weapons left, heavy damage to sensors, the shield system overloaded, and their hull integrity is at 20 percent...and declining. I'm also reading that they're on auxiliary life-support."

"Well," T'Son said looking towards Captain LaForge and Lt. Kitra, "It looks like you two have your work cut out for you. Tell the Premonition she may dock, I have a feeling there is something urgent I must know, otherwise they would have never traveled back in time. I sure hope Temporal Investigations doesn't get word of this, though, I'm sure they already have." T'Son sighed and sat in his chair. All he could do was sit, wait, and hope that it wasn't too late to stop the apparently imminent new threat to the United Federation of Planets. The Federation and the entire alpha quadrant had been drained of ships and resources from the Borg and the Dominion. Could the Federation, or the entire Alpha Quadrant for that matter, handle this new crises?

TO BE CONTINUTED...