Title: Star Trek: The 25th Century Federation
Author: Lilmizzcleo
Rating: PG-13 (for mild sexual content dealing with homosexuality and mild innuendo)
Disclaimer: I don't own it and I REALLY don't want to. Claps and cheers and feedback are all I do it for.
A/N: I also give credit to my BEST friend Seth for co-writing this story with me. It has been two years since we started and it's time to let the world read it. This story is an Alternate Universe b/c everyone knows Janeway was only assimilated for 2 weeks or so in 'show time'. So treat it as that Other than that, ENJOY! (Oh, feedback is MUCH appreciated) This was edited for the disclaimer and A/N.
Prologue
May - 2380
The U.S.S Voyager NCC-74656, commanded by Captain Kathryn Janeway, had been crippled. All signs of life had either been assimilated or destroyed. Emergency hails could not be answered it seemed, due to Voyager being out so deep into space. The Borg finally got the best of them, though Captain Janeway tried so hard not to let that be.
"Give them all we've got Harry!" seemed to be Janeway's last words.
"I'm trying captain!" was all Ensign Kim could get out.
Over the comm. all Janeway could hear was,
"We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Your technological and psychological distinctiveness will be added to our own. Resistance is futile," they said in unison.
As Voyager remained at red alert, the Borg boarded. All over the ship, drones assimilating anyone and everyone they could get their hands on. And finally, after 9 years of battling the Borg in the Delta Quadrant, Janeway lost her fight, and lost her soul... forever...
20 years later…
"Ready for your command Captain?" said the admiral
"Yes, sir," said Captain Amanda Janeway, daughter of Kathryn Janeway.
In her mind she thought... And ready for my revenge, sir...
Chapter 1
A fresh start
3 weeks since Captain Amanda Janeway's ship, the U.S.S Kathryn Janeway NCC- 62988 and Captain Xander Haley's ship, the U.S.S Saturn NCC-52916 departed from Utopia Planitia in June of 2380, StarFleet's shipyard in San Francisco, California immediately began preparing for the launch of a new ship, which would be the premiere of a new class of star ships. Captain Haley acted on his gut instinct and contacted Captain Janeway immediately.
"Captain, how are you today?" He asked
"Just fine, yourself?" she asked wondering.
"I've just received information from Star Fleet that they are designing a new ship. Got any information that I don't know yet?" He asked
"No, not any that you wouldn't know about." Janeway replied.
He thought to himself.
"Hum… weird isn't it?" he gave her a look she recognized.
"Yes it is. You know, we've got good reason to contact your cousin. He's an Admiral, he'd at least be able to shed some type of light on the subject." She said.
He nodded in agreement
"You know, I think I will. Talk to you soon. Captain Haley out," and with that, the transmission ended.
Admiral Everson sat in his chair looking out on beautiful San Francisco, staring at the ocean and the Golden Gate Bridge. Lost in thought again are we? He had been doing that lately since he had been promoted.
How I love the ocean. If only they were here… He was thinking about them again. His best friend and his cousin. How time flies when you're having fun he thought to himself. It seems like only yesterday we were in high school complaining about the rough hours and homework. He laughed quietly. Soon he heard a beeping sound coming from his console.
"Sir, you've got an incoming transmission from Captain Haley," his secretary said.
"Thank you Ensign, I'll take it now," he said.
On his view screen he saw an old, but familiar sight.
"Ah, my charming cousin. How nice to see you again," he said facetiously.
"Likewise Sir. That's going to be hard to get used to." He smiled and laughed
lightly.
"That is true isn't it?" said the Admiral.
"Yes, too true," They exchanged glances.
"I have a feeling that's not the reason you called me though. What's up?" He asked.
"Well Admiral, I'm sure you already know that StarFleet is coming up with a new ship of a new class, but it all seems to be pretty classified. Can you shed some light for me please?"
The Admiral thought to himself.
Should I? Can I trust him to keep this a secret from all other high-ranking officers?
He found himself very confused.
"Admiral? Are you still with me?" he looked back at the view screen.
"I'm sorry Xander, I didn't mean to be rude. I just got lost in thought a little bit. Okay, I'll tell you. But you have to make me a promise," he looked at him seriously.
"Yes, sir" the Captain said.
"Ok this new ship, it's a new thing that Star Fleet is trying out. It's a mix of an Ambassador class and an Intrepid class. Its name is the U.S.S Renegade Star,
NCC - 12787 and, your never going to believe this but…" he took a pause
"Ashley is the Captain,"
A completely shocked look came to Haley's face.
"Oh my god they gave her a command?" they both seemed to be in utter shock.
"Yeah, and I was the one who had to sign for it!" Said the Admiral.
"Don't you feel lucky," said Haley
"Xander, promise me that if you should tell ANYONE it will only be Amanda,"
A painful look came to his face.
Don't think about it Ryan. It was long ago. Your friends now, that's it. He regained his train of thought
"Got me Captain?" he looked at Haley.
"Yes sir,"
The Admiral looked at the view screen once again.
"That's all the information that I can give you right now. I hope that sheds a little bit of light. I've got to go take care of some business. Hope to talk to you soon. Admiral Everson out,"
The screen went blank.
Captain Haley couldn't help but think and wonder. Sitting in his quarters, quietly thinking to himself and wondering if he should have called Ryan in the first place.
Why is this so confidential? Why can't he just be more open about this? He was so confused, so worried, and just flat out exhausted. He had already had a tiresome day.
"Maybe I ought to get to bed early. I'll think about this more tomorrow. Yes, that's what I'll do. Then I'll call Amanda and tell her about the little bit of "new" news." He said to himself
So he took off his uniform jacket and headed to bed, turning off his computer and then curling up in the sheets, he said
"Computer, Lights," and in approximately 10 minutes, he was asleep.