Chapter Tweleve

Stten Neudecra Galaxy

Superiors CalTra and DenTra walked through the back corridor of the senate chamber.

"In order to fully understand what we may be facing... we must further understand the Master Race." DenTra said quietly, trying not to attract attention to himself.

"There is not much information on them, what do you hope to accomplish by this?" CalTra replied.

"Anything and everything possible." He replied, as they entered a large empty room. They stepped up on a platform and closed their eyes. "Archive world." DenTra whispered. A bright flash of white light surrounded them, and relocated them to a planet on the outer rim of the Vanertna Imperial Governments control.

They stepped off the platform and walked down the long blank hallway in silence. When they reached the end, DenTra pressed his hand upon the closed door.

"Superiors CalTra and DenTra requesting access."

"Access granted." A disembodied voice spoke. The door slid aside, and they walked into a massive brightly lit room. In the center of the room was a hovering white cube.

"Requesting information on the Master Race." CalTra spoke towards the cube.

"Information Restricted."

"Override, Superior access."

"Override accepted. Scanning memory core for information. Standby." The cube announced.

"We knew this day one come eventually." DenTra spoke softly as he watched the display on the cube.

"But so soon? The war was over thousands of years ago. Many of us had hoped they were completely wiped out." CalTra responded.

"What if they weren't?"

"Then we could have problems."

"Information retrieved and active in main database." The cube expanded rapidly, and engulfed the two Superiors. Inside the cube were multiple display interfaces, all accessible by touch and gesture.

"Ok, what are we looking for?" DenTra said to himself, as he skimmed the articles floating before him. Suddenly he found one that peaked his interest, so he pointed at it. "That one." The cube enlarged it.

"Vanretna Imperial Government, Date: -216v-239-733t6, Existence of Master Race deemed impossible. Researchers deny all evidence that…"

"Never mind. Close file," DenTra interrupted it. "we cannot go by official records. Our governments past rulers refused to believe in the Master Race."

"I'm still not sure if I believe in them." CalTra said. "Wait a second. The Galactic Sector that the Voondrek discovered them in. What was it again?"

"I believe you said it was Sector cc-2926." DenTra replied.

"Request information on Galactic Sector cc-2926." CalTra said to the cube.

"Galactic Sector cc-2926 was deemed maximum quarantine after the Sector 4i wars on date -323t-857-433v6. No data exists after quarantine was announced." The cube replied. CalTra frowned. "That doesn't make sense. Sector 4i and Galactic Sector cc-2926 aren't anywhere close to each other, why would…"

"Yes they are," DenTra interrupted CalTra, "remember when the government changed the galactic labeling process? Sector 4i and Galactic Sector cc-2926 are the same sector! The Sector 4i wars took place there, in that galaxy!"

"Wait, stop. The Sector 4i wars were before either one of our times. It was so long ago, there is not much data on it. Lets assess for a moment, what do we know?"

"We know that Galactic Sector cc-2926 is where we think the Master Race is currently residing." DenTra started. "We also know that Galactic Sector cc-2926 is the same sector as Sector 4i, where one of the greatest wars against the rumored Master Race took place. We know Briken Dectran of the Voondrek traveled to that sector to restore order to a prison station, and he spoke with the leader of the vessel designated Voyager, whom we now believe to be a part of the Master Race." DenTra stopped to breathe.

"Do we have that conversation on a file?"

"Possible. Request information, Briken Dectrans sensory recorder. Time frame, moment of transportation to the alien ship Voyager.

"Sensory Recorder information on file. Begin Playback?"

"Yes." CalTra said. The room they were in suddenly blacked out, and a blue swirl of light surrounded them. The room shrank, and a moment later the two Superiors found themselves standing in an alien room, looking out through Commander Briken Dectrans eyes. An alien woman in a red and black uniform stepped up to him.

"Welcome to the Federation Starship Voyager. This is my first officer Chakotay, and my security chief Tuvok." The Superiors watched the woman gesture to her officers. DenTra leaned over to CalTra.

"Do you recognize their species?"

"No."

"Me either…"

"This is my first, Vrolan and my second, Kernos. Let us cut to the chase, Captain. The Vanretna government is not your enemy. We are not even stationed in your galaxy." Briken said through the recording.

"Your ship is able to travel throughout different galaxies?" The security chief queried.

"In remarkable time. Think of it this way, your warp speed is equivalent to our thruster speed." Briken responded.

"Remarkable." The alien captain spoke.

"The space station you encountered was a prison station. Its cloak failed, causing it to be accessible to your plane of space."

"What of the people that invaded our minds?"

"Nekieth and his staff." Briken muttered his response. "Captain Janeway, our people are a warrior race. Nekieth was the commander of a very important warship, but during the Sector 4i wars, he lost control of himself and became more and more distant with my government. Finally he and his crew committed an unforgivable sin against our government which is punishable with permanent exile. That station you encountered was the place they were to carry out their punishment."

"Pause recording." CalTra said. The scene before them slowed to a stop. "Something here doesn't add up."

"I see it too," DenTra narrowed his eyes. "Nekieth and his crew took place in the sector 4i wars, that in all reality took place there, in that galaxy? What was Nekieths sin?"

"When this is over we are going to have to start keeping better records." CalTra sighed. "Resume playback."

"And we interfered by beaming over." The first officer concluded.

"Yes." Briken responded. "The different worlds your crew discovered on that station are all specifically fabricated for the prison sentence."

"I have a question," the alien first officer spoke up, "when we were on your station we encountered an old mystery on our home planet. We call it 'Stonehenge,' it is a rock formation. What do you know about it?"

Briken and his officers stepped back up onto the transporter pad. "I am not able to answer your questions now. Your civilization is not ready for the truth just yet." Briken reached into his pocket and retrieved a small metallic disc. "Order will be restored on the prison station." He said, and reached down and handed Janeway the small disc. "This contains the answers to your questions. When you the timing is right… you will know what to do. I apologize again for the trouble Nekieth has put upon your vessel. When your civilization advances enough, we will meet again."

"Pause recording! Enhance that section!" CalTra frantically pointed to the disc in the alien captains hand. The room swiftly enhanced the object in her hand.

DenTra covered his mouth in astonishment. "He gave her a naquadah history chip."

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I am building from my story Infection that I wrote a long time ago. It's a Voyager story. So if this part does not make sense… read Infection. Thanks! And reviews are welcome!