Chapter 35

Ambassador Spock, I Presume?


Sarek Conference Center

Vulcan

October 1, 2377

11am

Derek Wildstar entered the conference room with his command staff from the Yamato and took to their assigned seats. It was a large room, and it was already filling to capacity. Derek spotted the large delegation of Klingons to the far right of him, and they looked to be very subdued. He knew that feeling all too well, having his own Earth fall victim to the Ragendora planet killers. His sorrow ran deep inside him, and he, along with his love Nova, had shed many a tear over the loss of their homeworld. For them, it really hit them hard, and he knew the crew of his ship was taking it very hard. It made him all the more prouder that they were holding up magnificently under all of this.

Captain Ashcroft came by and tapped him on the shoulder, turning around and waving to Derek as he hurriedly made his way down to the main dais on the platform. Since seeing his Earth destroyed, Ashcroft, along with President Garrison Hollifield, had gone out of their way to try and help him. He looked over at Hollifield's delegation, and saw that he too was looking at him. Hollifield waves at him and gave him a thumbs up, then turned around to confer with his advisors.

The doors opened behind him and everyone turned to see which delegation was entering the room. They was absolute silence as the Romulan praetor, Selman Vak, made her way down to the dais, along with the ancient ambassador Spock. Spock's hair was a granite gray, but his stride was that of a man much younger than his age. He made his way to the podium, laid his PADD down on it, and began to speak to those assembled.

"Good morning. As all of you know, we have a new enemy the likes of which we have never seen before. Not in this universe, nor in the other universes. The Ragendora have attacked the homeworlds of the Romulans and the Klingons, destroying both with a weapon that, even I, with my advanced age, have never seen before.

"But thanks to the Legendora, we have a chance of defeating this new enemy. We have learned a lot of their plans, and we plan to take the fight back to them. We must do what we wish we did not have to do: prepare ourselves for a war we do not want.

"However, this war is far different than anything we have ever seen. Alliances are forming that we never thought possible. Speaking of which,will the chancellor of the Klingon Empire and the praetor of the Romulan Empire please join me here on the dais?"

Chancellor Martog and Praetor Selman Vak made their way to the platform, and slowly approached one another as they made their way to the podium. The Klingons had been the bitter enemies of the Romulans for centuries,but there had been some fence mending during the Dominion War. Now, with their mutual losses, it looked as if something truly historic was about to happen.

Selman Vak, dressed in her drab gray uniform typical of a Romulan, addressed Martog and the rest, never taking her eyes off the chancellor. "Chancellor Martog, members of the Klingon delegation, as well as those of the other delegations. For centuries, our two races have fought against one another because of our desire for expansion of our empires. However, we both have lost the center of those empires, and our hearts ache for those we have lost. It is with the full consent of the surviving Romulan Senate that I make the following proposal to the Klingon Empire. Not only are we proposing peace, but also we wish to join them, along with the others in this alliance, in finding and defeating the Ragendora who have victimized our worlds. We pledge our blood and our lives in pursuit of victory over the Ragendora."

She extended her hand to Martog, and Martog didn't hesitate to shake it. "Praetor Vak, we may have a history of blood and death between our two races, but what we also have is a solemn duty to avenge those who were lost, and to defeat the Ragendora before they do what they have done to our worlds to anyone else. I have spoken with the High Council and we are unanimous in our agreement for peace with the Romulans. Let those Ragendora and their allies know that, from this day forth, they face an enemy the likes of which they have never seen before! We will not rest until we have defeated them and made our universes safe for the future. We Klingons have become tired of war in recent years, but we will do what is necessary to prevent the destruction of our allies. Today is not a good day to die, for it is a good day to live, and we plan on living for many eons to come! Those some of us may die, we will prevail in the end. No sacrifice is too much for us to achieve what we must achieve. And now, my friends, we must get to work, because our victory is at hand!"

The applause was deafening and continued for a very long time as the two leaders of the former warring empires embraced and spoke with Ambassador Spock. They made their way around the dais, shaking hands with those in the alliance. It was a sight that many never thought they would see.

But they were about to get some very bad news, as a Narn heavy cruiser, the L'nok, jumped into normal space around Vulcan. Na'Toth helped Ambassador G'Kar into the transport and they made their way down to the surface, approaching the main Vulcan spaceport.

Sheridan and Delenn were there to greet him, along with Ambassador Spock and President Hollifield. When the platform descended from the transport, there were three people at the top of the ramp. Two were Narns, G'Kar and Na'Toth, and the other was a familiar Centauri, bitter enemies of the Narn. His name was Vir Cotto. They slowly made their way down to the ramp, and Spock noted something in G'Kar's posture that led him to speak to Delenn. "I fear something dreadful has happened.," Spock said simply.

Delenn's eyes went wide, "In Valen's name, you don't mean..."

Spock looked back at her and said, "I'm afraid it seems so."

When the three reached the end of the ramp, G'Kar stood upright and removed his arm from around his former aide Na'Toth. He walked up to Sheridan and said, with tears in his eyes, "Narn...is gone!" Then he collapsed, and Sheridan began screaming for a medical team.

Delenn turned to Spock and said, "It's what we feared."

Spock said, "Sometimes, reality is far worse than what we could ever imagine. That is why I said what I said, because I noted the way the Narn looked. It was similar to those on the Romulan ship when we came out of warp and saw the final stages of the destruction of Romulus and Remus."

"But how will we find a way to defeat these people?"

"As your people have a way of saying, Delenn...faith manages."