The Fleet from Deep Space Nine was on their way to Earth. Captain Allensworth walked through the ship as his ship led the fleet.

Captain's Log: Stardate: 58739.5: The fleet is currently at high warp on our way to Earth to help the rest of our forces defend the Federation's home world against the Terran Empire's overwhelming numbers. The Empire had caught us off guard with their attack on Deep Space Nine. We continue to prepare our defenses for the battle that is already taking place. However tonight, I'm contemplating the idea that it will not be possible to defeat this enemy.

Allensworth had walked through Main Engineering, seeing Commander Zofchak talking with his right hand man or in this case, right hand woman, Lieutenant Commander Kazarick. Allensworth passed through without as much as a word. He then passed through Sickbay, checking on his chief medical officer, Doctor Plumley. Like usual, she had everything under control there. She had all of her medical staff prepared and in position for when the battle began.

Allensworth roamed the halls, acting as if he had a purpose, when in reality he didn't. He casually walked into Astral Anthropology lab. The lab was slightly empty with the exception of a few crew members.

"Restless?" A voice said from his left.

He turned his head to see Lieutenant Dowler walking up to him with a PADD in her hand. He grinned at her.

"It's a bit of a tradition, Lieutenant. Touring the ship before a battle."

"Isn't it before a hopeless battle?"

"Not necessarily. Nelson toured the HMS Victory before the battle at Trafalgar. Even though he was killed by a French sharpshooter, the battle was still won. We may even be victorious against the Terran Empire. I wonder if Nicolas the second, watching his people riot and wanting to go into exile fully realized that the Czar reign in Russia was coming to its end. This is just another page in history. This may be the end of our way of life as we know it. Turn the page."

The intercom kicked on with Hoshi's voice. "Captain, we're receiving a message from both Commander Donatra and Commander Kurn."

"I'll let you handle that, Commander."

"Aye, sir." Hoshi said before cutting the communication.

The intercom kicked on again, this time it was Commander Merriell. "We're approaching the Terran System, sir."

"I'm on my way." Allensworth said walking out into the corridor, on his way to the bridge.

The Federation fleet went head to head against their mirror counterparts. The whole battle seemed to take up the entire system with the majority of the battles taking place around Venus, Earth and Mars while other battles went as far out as Pluto. The rate of Federation ships being lost was a lot faster than the Empire losing their ships.

With his tactical officer lying dead at his feet, due to the console exploding in his face, Captain David Merriell opened fire on the nearest Imperial starship. The phasers lashed out, striking multiple points on the ship's shields. The ship turned its attention on the Syracuse and opened fire. The ISS Manzanar fired its own weapons, slamming into the Syracuse. Captain Merriell was thrown to his feet as well as anyone else who was standing on the bridge.

He struggled with the failing inertial dampeners to get back on his feet. Using the tactical station as support, he succeeded.

"Report." He said.

"We're losing main power. Shields are down and our weapons are gone." His operations officer said.

Merriell slammed a fist down on the console, damning it and hoping it would kick back on so he could fight back. "Like I'm going to go down without a fight. Prepare a collision course."

"Sir, there are more starships coming in." The lieutenant commander reported. "Led by the Alexandria."

Even in the midst of all the destruction and death, a smile crept across the captain's face. The ISS Manzanar came in for the kill, only to erupt in a ball of fire after three quantum torpedoes struck the bridge, engineering section and the starboard nacelle. The large Federation fleet from Deep Space Nine had finally arrived and engaged the enemy in battle.

Allensworth stood in center of the bridge. He knew the odds have evened out but the Imperial forces still outnumbered the Federation forces.

"Sir," Hoshi said. "We're being hailed by the ISS Alexandria."

"On screen."

"Ah Captain Allensworth, so nice you could make it. I was hoping you weren't killed in the little attack on your space station." Mirror Allensworth said.

"What do you want?" Allensworth asked.

"I'm going to offer you the chance to surrender and save the lives of the men and women you will send to their deaths. What about the daughters of Commander Zofchak and Sato? Are you willing to sacrifice their lives?" Mirror Allensworth said.

"If the cause is just." Allensworth said. "I know they'd rather give their lives than grow up under the rule of the Terran Empire. Are you prepared to die today, Jermaine?"

"I know you better than that, Captain. Remember I am you. You know that we will win this war and the Federation will fall."

"Well you obviously do not know yourself all that well." Allensworth said. He then looked over to Hoshi and gave her a nod. She turned around to her console and entered commands into her console.

Suddenly, Klingon and Romulan war ships de-cloaked, surrounding the Imperial starships. Mogai, D'deridex, and Scimitar class Romulan ships along with Klingon birds of Prey, attack crusiers and battle crusiers all de-cloaked, coming to the aid of their Federation neighbors. The odds had evened out if not in the favor of the Federation. A very surprised look fell upon everyone with the exception of Captain Allensworth and Commander Sato. The Mirror Allensworth cut the communication without saying anything further.

Commander Zofchak slightly grinned at the sight of the de-cloaking ships. "Klingons and Romulans? I'll be damned."

Captain Allensworth sat down in his command chair with a slight grin on his face, knowing he had the Empire up against the wall. "Now let's get to work."