The ISS Enterprise orbited the planet of Betazed, the mirror Picard stood on the bridge of his Enterprise with his hands behinds his back. He paced around slightly bored. He was awaiting final confirmation from the Emperor himself to destroy planets that are home to telepathic species. Their first attempt was foiled when their Alexandria appeared in this universe near Talos but they were thwarted by the Federation.

While they were waiting, a beeping came from the Ops console.

"Sir," the young Lieutenant Commander said. "More of our ships are coming in through one of our anomalies."

"Excellent. Send a message to them having them rendezvous with the rest of the fleet at the edge of this sector." Picard said.

"Aye, sir."

The officer did as he was told and the ships responded. They all leapt into warp. Then another beeping came from the ops console. Picard looked back curiously.

"What is it now?"

"Sir, the Federation has a fleet headed this way."

"How many ships?"

"Nine hundred seventy four ships."

Picard just shrugged and sat down in his captain's chair. "No need to worry. Not a single ship will make here before we start destroying this planet."

Meanwhile, the Federation forces headed towards the edge of the sector. The ships ranged from all classes still in service. The fleet mainly consisted of Excelsior, Galaxy, Miranda, Akira and Steamrunner classes. However, there were a good amount Nova, Prometheus and Defiant class ships as well. They even had the two man crew Peregrine class fighters. Leading the way was the USS Alexandria. The ship was repaired rather quickly and ready for another fight.

Merriell was on his way back to the bridge. He had to stop by sickbay because of an injury he sustained during the previous battle. However, due to the look on his face there was something troubling him more than his shoulder.

FLASHBACK

He walked into sickbay with his right hand holding his left shoulder. He looked around and saw that the nurses and doctors had just finished with most of the crews injuries. There were several still around but none of them appeared to have major injuries. One thing did catch his eye, was that Doctor Plumley was putting a sheet over Lieutenant Kit Moran's face. When she went down on the bridge from the exploding console, he didn't realize the extent of his injuries. He's had multiple consoles explode in his face and he's still standing but she had one and it killed her. He lowered his head and leaned against a wall. He then lightly hit the wall with his fist.

Damn it.

"What can I do for you, Commander?"

Alex looked up to see Doctor Plumley standing there.

"Could you take a look at my shoulder?"

She pulled out a tricorder and examined it.

"I landed on it during that last attack. I can move it just fine but the pain is getting to be annoying. I don't want to worry about it when we go into battle again."

She looked up from her tricorder at him and saw where he was looking. He was looking over her shoulder to Kit's body on the bio bed. She turned around and realized what had his attention.

"You two were close?"

"We were professionally. We had meals together from time to time but nothing really major."

Plumley nodded. "I have to go get the hypospray." She walked off and Alex walked towards Kit's body.

He stood over it and pulled back the sheet. Her face was blackened from the burns and a bit bloody. He wasn't too sure on what to say. He and Kit weren't exactly close but they were friends none the less. Aside from Ensign Stull, he always looked forward to the shifts they had together.

We'll beat them, Kit. I'll make them pay for this.

He was so into his thoughts that he didn't hear Plumley approach. He didn't realize she was there until she pressed the hypospray to his shoulder. The hiss that sounded the release of the medicine into his shoulder fully snapped him out of his trance. The pain was instantly gone.

"Wow, that worked. Thanks, doc."

"I always love that surprised reaction when the hypospray works. It's priceless."

Alex turned back to the fallen Kit Moran and replaced the sheet over her head.

"I'm sorry, Commander." Plumley said.

Alex nodded to her. "Thank you, Doctor." He said before leaving sickbay and heading back to the bridge.

END FLASHBACK

The turbolift doors opened and Merriell walked onto the bridge. His station was occupied by Kell Perim who rose to her feet and left when he approached. He sat down and saw that navigation was now occupied by Ensign Stull. He smiled to her before looking down at his console.

"Sir, I'm picking something up. It's a large Terran fleet. Heading zero zero four mark zero zero nine."

"How large?" Allensworth asked.

"Twelve hundred fifty four ships."

"Bloody hell." Stull said to herself. She thought she had said it quietly enough for only her to hear but apparently Merriell had heard it too judging by the look on his face when he looked at her.

"At least they don't outnumber us that terribly." Sparhawk said.

"On screen." Allensworth said calmly.

The screen changed to show the Imperial fleet. A wall of ships of the Terran Empire sat there waiting for their Federation counterparts. It was truly an awesome sight to behold. Allensworth pressed a button on the arm of his command chair and opened a channel to the Federation fleet. He would normally have Hoshi do it but he felt like doing it this time.

"To all ships, this is Captain Allensworth. Assume attack formation Delta-seven."

The red alert klaxon sounded as everyone on the bridge took their eyes off the screen and went to work. Allensworth interlocked his fingers in front of his face.

"There's an old saying, 'Fortune favors the bold.' I suppose we're about to find out."