Star Trek Voyager - Error
Futures Unraveling
"The Federation Starship Enterprise, and the Starship Voyager were two of the most powerful vessels in the battle against the Daeyan on the outer edges of the Alpha quadrant. The Princeton and the Valiant, as well as the Rhode Island took a stand in the battle, as reinforcements." Commander Alroy Tekon, head of the History Department at Starfleet Academy paused to take a sip of water. He was lecturing ten of the brightest, young cadets on the past two hundred years. He had one hundred and fifty left to go. He placed the glass down on the podium, and cleared his throat. "The battle against the Daeyan, later to be recognized as one of the most important battles of the century, set off a new chain of events that opened new opportunities for the entire quadrant to explore space in areas that have never been unearthed, until then." A cadet raised his hand, while chewing on his stylus. "A question?" The professor paused.
"Yes sir. You talk about the battle of Daeyan as if it were good. What about the other side? The Daeyan people were trying to save their race, their people from extinction. The sub-galactic transportation they used scared the Federation, and sent both races into war. Later, after the Federation was victories, we benefited from gaining their technological wealth at the extent of erasing their species forever." The cadet finished, then sat back down. Alroy Tekon stared at the young man for a moment.
"I thought you had a question." Alroy said clearly. The cadet started to talk again, but was interrupted by Alroys aide sprinting into the room.
"You didn't have your communicator on you… again." The aide said, breathless.
"What is wrong?" Alroy spoke.
"It's the timeship Dakota, Sir…" The aide faded off. Alroy Tekon looked at his aide, annoyed.
"These cadets are the future of Starfleet. They will be sitting in our chairs in a few years, they can hear whatever you need to tell me." He said.
"Yes sir, of course sir. Well, about the Dakota, they were on a history observation mission. And… they sent a distress signal from the year 2378." He stopped, letting it sink in. "They reported their temporal drive had malfunctioned, and the stealth system had gone offline. Then, the transmission abruptly ended." He finished. Alroy scanned his head, thinking of why that year was important.
"Oh my, 2378!" He said quickly, realizing the importance. "What was the Dakota observing?" He asked his aide.
"Um," His aide mumbled, "they were observing Voyager."
"Commander Tekon, if I remember correctly, Voyager returned home from the Delta quadrant that year. That is the year they were visited by Admiral Janeway." A cadet spoke up.
"You are very correct, young one." Alroy said, starting to get worried. "Is the stations temporal shields up? What about earth?"
"All temporal defense systems have been activated, sir. All timeships have been recalled to Starbase One, and the Department of Temporal Investigation, as well as the Temporal Integrity Commission are holding a joint meeting in one half hour. The President requested that you be at the meetings." Alroy nodded.
"Tell him I will be there. Arrange for these cadets to beam back to the Academy." He said, as he pointed to the ten young men.
"Sir!" One of the cadets shot out of his chair. Alroy stopped, and turned to him.
"Yes?"
"You have introduced us to this problem, now let us help!" He said, with a murmur of agreement from his classmates.
"I'm sorry young one. You still have much to learn and this is a crisis that…"
"Sir," the cadet cut him off, "you said a minute ago that we will have your very job in the years to come. We are the future of Starfleet. If our past unravels out from under us, we will cease to exist. Please sir, let us contribute to the solution, at least let us watch in on the meetings." He finished. Alroy Tekon stopped dead in his tracks. He seemed to have underestimated these young cadets. It was obvious they were ready to handle any problem.
"What about the rest of you?" He asked.
"I'm in."
"Sure, lets go!"
"Sir, we are ready for anything!" The various nods and exclamations of approval went through the ten young men. Tekon smiled.
"Alright then. Follow me." Alroy Tekons aide leaned over to him as they walked out of the lecture hall, and into a corridor of Starbase One.
"Sir, the President will not approve. Neither will the committees… not to mention the Academy…" He said, quietly.
"You let me worry about them. You just get these cadets belongings shipped up to the station." He stopped, and turned to his cadets as they walked up to a large door labled Temporal Conference Room. "Get your padds out, boys, because you are going to need them."
Authors Note:
I own the story, not Star Trek. Currently, the story is set many many years in the future of the Federation, and Starfleet. I will continue to work on my other story, but I wanted to throw this out there and let everyone know what I am doing next.
-Commander Lane