Borg
I am Borg. I am a Lieutenant in Starfleet. I was assimilated in the year 2956. I was a drone. When I was assimilated, a virus had just infected 1 drone. Every drone knew who it was and the hive was going to destroy it. Instead of taking the 1 drone, they destroyed the whole ship. When that happened, all the borg cried out. The entire collective heard them. The virus spread. All the borg got it though the collective.
They all realized the corruption that the hive had spread. They all remembered what they were. What they dreamed of. I remembered my son. How I loved him so much. How I had killed him. I shoot him when just seconds before I had said I would never hurt him. That I loved him. That I cared. I shoot him when he was still hugging me for protection from the borg. From me.
After that is when the borg had a rebellion against the Hive mind. The Federation got wind of this rebellion and helped us. This war went on for 7 years. It ended on July 4th 2971.
All the borg wanted to join the Federation. The Federation agreed since the Borg had no more hive mind and did not think of themselves as we but I and Me. We were still linked but not as one. We did not have 1 voice but many. Hundreds. Thousands. And we made it work.
Today, Millions of Borgs are in the Federation of Planets. They are artists, musicians, and Starfleet Officers. In Fact, the Vice-President of the Federation is Borg. Steven "1 of 81" Newman.
I am proud of my race. I am happy that I have saved myself. My son, I know, is happy for me.
This report is done for all Borg.
Report End.
This Report was made by Henry "8 of 9" Nine.
Family Tree
Seven of Nine-Doctor (The doctor was made human with the help of Q)
Terry Nine-?
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Henry "8 of 9" Nine.
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