Chapter Eleven

Stten Neudecra Galaxy

The warship Voondrek slipped silently into orbit around the planet Trtyan. Captain Briken Dectran stood from his seat on the command deck, and through the will of thought was transported to the senate chambers. He kneeled down before his five superiors, the rulers of the Vanretna Imperial Government.

"Reporting as summoned." He announced and stood to face them.

Superior CalTra looked down at him from the large elevated area of the senate.

"Briken. You recall when your vessel traveled to Galactic Sector cc-2926?"

He thought for a moment, and then remembered. "Yes. It was when we restored order to the prison station."

"Correct." Superior DenTra said. "I was the one who instructed you to do so."

"And you made contact with one of the species from that galaxy." CalTra interrupted DenTra.

"That is correct. An inferior vessel designated Voyager." He replied to the query.

"As inferior as you have labeled them, they may have become a threat." CalTra said loudly.

"What do you mean?"

"We know nothing almost nothing about them, with the exception of your reports data. The Unekran have reported to us that their species joined the Stargate network… they discovered a buried gate on their homeworld."

"That is interesting." Briken responded.

"If they are descendants from the Master Race, we could have problems." DenTra exclaimed.

"Descendants from the Master Race? I spoke with one of them, and I saw no evidence…" CalTra cut him off.

"You do not underestimate the Master Race! This senate has decided the Voondrek is to travel to earth and observe them under stealth. Stay one week and then return with a report. You leave immediately."

--

"Clear all moorings, set thrusters to station keeping." Captain Britton Dickson commanded his helmsman, as he looked down to the large diagram on the floor. "Cloak status?"

"Online and functioning. We are fully cloaked." His tactical officer replied.

"Signal Utopia Planitia yards we are ready for departure." Dickson ordered, and glanced over at Admiral Janeway who was watching the systems come online from the MSD in the floor.

"Hansen to bridge, the Omega core is powered up and ready to go. You are cleared for all speeds." Janeway smiled as she heard the familiar voice.

"Utopia Planitia reports we are cleared for departure. They wish us a safe flight." The ops officer announced.

"Very good," Dickson stood up. "Take us out of the solar system at full impulse. Begin laying in the course for the Omega drive test run."

--

Captain Jean-Luc Picard walked out of his ready room at the same moment Commander Madden walked out of the turbolift onto the bridge.

"We need to talk." They said in unison, and then smiled. "You first, Commander." Picard said, and crossed his arms. Madden ushered him over to the science station, and cursed under his breath as he tried to call up a file in the central computer.

"This new system is a pain." He muttered as he fished around in the controls for a second. Finally he figured it out, and the screen changed to the sensor logs. "Here are some detailed readings of the wormhole that opened up at Starfleet command." Martin pointed to the screen.

"Hum. It looks like it originated from a neighboring galaxy." Picard replied, staring at the display. After looking at it for a few seconds longer, he reached in a locker under the concole and pulled out a blank padd. After he copied the logs into it, he turned to his first officer. "Lets beam back to the Stargate room, I want some more detailed scans of the gate for myself. Picard to LaForge, do you have things under control enough down there to join me on earth?"

"Yes sir, I think they can spare me for a while."

"Good, meet me in transporter room three. Picard out." He turned to Martin Madden. "Lets go see if we can open Pandoras box a little more."

--

The button that the ensign pressed at the helm had one simple function. It was labeled Engage, and the moment he pressed it, the Vitesse surged foreword into warp velocity. As soon as the vessel hit warp nine, a carefully controlled stream of omega molecules were infused into the warp reaction chamber, then channeled into the newly designed field coils.

The ending result was far different than all the tests, simulations, and predictions made back at Starfleet Propulsion. Everyone had predicted a rapid acceleration, something that would force the human body much harder than normal warp travel. So, in the development of the Vitesse, the entire inertial dampener system was re-designed to allow compensation of the much larger acceleration force.

The helm console velocity indicator simply blinked from displaying Warp 9.992 to Omega v1. Captain Dickson stood up from his chair, and looked around the bridge.

"I thought we were supposed to feel a rapid acceleration?" He said as he walked up to the helm. "Verify that we are at Omega speeds."

After a few taps of the console, the ensign nodded.

"Yes sir, we are at the correct speed. The computer estimates that we will reach the nearest galactic edge in two hours."

"Good, well then we will stay at…" His tactical officer suddenly interrupted him.

"Sir I am getting some strange readings, you should have a look at this." Dickson frowned, and was accompanied by Admiral Janeway at the Tactical station. "The moment we jumped into Omega speed, there was a sensor flash. I detected two other ships, one in front of us, and one behind us. At first I thought it was a malfunction, or some sort of interference from the Omega drive. But after I ran some tests on the sensor array, I think the other two ships are real."

"What? What ships are they?" Admiral Janeway said quickly.

"If I am reading this correctly, they are us."

"What?" Dickson frowned. "That's not possible. Activate the viewscreen, foreword view."

The main viewer activated, and immediately displayed the tail end of a ship, traveling at Omega velocity, about a full ships length in front of them. Admiral Janeway raised her eyebrows, and walked down closer to the view screen. "Zoom in and enhance that section." She pointed to the screen. It enlarged, and showed the clear markings of the ship in front of them. USS Vitesse NX-12040.

"That's our ship." Captain Dickson said as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Viewscreen directly behind us." The main viewer changed directions, and pointed to the ship following directly behind them. USS Vitesse NX-12040.

"That's us too." Janeway remarked. "Is the distance between all three of us the same?"

"Yes Admiral." The tactical officer said. Janeway leaned over the helm station, staring at the main viewscreen.

"Could those ships be projections of us?" She wondered aloud.

"Projections? These readings show that they are all identical to us, and definitely in real-time. They are solid." Dickson said as he looked over his tactical officers shoulder at the readouts.

"I meant like a temporal projection. The…" She was cut off by the tactical officer.

"The lead ship is initiating a high-intensity scan of both us and the ship behind us." He said. Dickson raised his eyebrows again.

"Do the same thing. I want high-intensity scans of both ships." He ordered, right as Janeway snapped her fingers. "Admiral?"

"Don't you see?" She said as she pointed to the viewscreen. "They are projections of us. The ship in the front is the future image of us. We are the present, and the ship behind us is the past. This must somehow be connected with the Omega core, it must be somehow fracturing space-time to allow for the rapid speeds!"

"Sir the lead ship just vanished from sensors!" Tactical announced suddenly.

"All stop, scan the area!" Dickson said as he sat down in his chair.

"You wont find it. Or the ship behind us." Janeway said as she watched the stars come to a halt on the main viewer.

"Why not?" He asked as he glanced up at his tactical officer, who nodded his head side to side.

"What were you about to do when I told you that we were fracturing space-time?" Admiral Janeway asked.

"I was about to order all stop."

"Exactly. Which is what the you of the future, the you of that ship in front of us did. That's why it vanished. Then we saw it vanish, and you called all stop, which caused the ship behind us to call all stop. We are all one ship now." Those two other vessels don't exist anymore."

Captain Dickson scratched his head.

"What the hell did you just say?" he asked, confused.

"I need to talk to Seven." Janeway ignored him, as she headed to the turbolift. "Annika, not Seven. Annika."

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Briken Dectran looked out the viewscreen of the Voondrek with astonishment. He watched the three Vitesses merge into one ship. His First looked up at him, then back at the main viewer.

"Last time we were in contact with them, they could not travel at these speeds." He said. "Much less be able to split their ships into three whole segments, and re-integrate them back into one whole unit! How did they do that?" Briken stayed silent, as his Second spoke his opinion.

"They obviously have advanced far more than we would have anticipated. That is evidence they could be part of the Master Race! Captain, what are our orders?"

Briken Dectran stood up. "We will stay under stealth mode for the moment, and observe them for the next week. When they return to their home world, we will follow and learn everything there is about them that we can. Then we decide what to do."

I wrote this in the middle of the night, and im not entirely sure it made sense. So read it and review it please.