Location: Federation Starship USS Enterprise NCC-1701-D

Year: 2371

Slipping past the small patrols, Data finally entered engineering of the proud Starship. After adjusting his own thoughts to the receiver implanted in Cole's ear they kept in close communication with each other as he moved around the ship and she fought the large alien in the ship's bar area. Slipping into the large room via an upper level, he quickly identified the Maquis members before moving towards one of the smaller consoles on the upper level. Although the ship's weapons lockers had been emptied by the Maquis, he knew of the one place where he could gain access to several weapon, including old issue Starfleet Phasers which where taken out of service several years earlier due to a more sophisticated and reliable version. Hold one of the large boxy phasers in each hand, he quickly targeted and stunned each of them before they could react too his presence before he stepped towards the console and accessed the main engineering diagnostic systems. 'Miss Cole, I have accessed the Engineering data on an isolated system. The Anti-matter containment system will destabilise in 45 minutes 12.075 seconds' His mind reported which was quickly received by her transponder in her inner ear. 'I shall attempt to slow the degradation of the magnetic containment…' His hands quickly danced over the tiny console before him, faster then the human eye could focus upon until he reported once more. 'Miss Cole, I have slowed the degradation down too 1 hour twenty minutes. I can do no more from here. What ever your plan is, may I suggest you proceed…' If he could show any emotion, he would have shown shock as a voice echoed through his mind, simply one word. 'Finally!'

Crashing into one of the large windows at the centre of the bar area, a welcoming voice once again echoed through her ear as she struggled to keep conscious while the large Nausicaan walked towards her and picked her up once more before slamming her down onto a table next too the window. Gasping for breath, her consciousness slipped away for a brief moment as a memory once again returned too her, a painful and dark memory from her past.

Location: Earth.

Year: 1986.

Silently, She sat before the man she had come to love over the months of her final training. In that brief moment, they looked into each other's eyes as she leaned forwards and smiled slightly while her dress uniform glistened in the light as her many awards and medals shone as if they where new.

"So this is it?" Mika said with a soft regret.

"I am afraid so. I have taken my vow… I can no longer continue with this relationship as we both wanted"

"So what was this, a fall back, in case you where not selected or a simple fling, to experience…"

"Mika please… I am sorry!" She said with a tear in her eye.

"We where to be married…"

"I know, I saved myself for that day when we would be joined beneath the arches and we would consummate our love for each other. But I must now wait, my vow is now under law, we can no longer be together as we both wanted"

"You planned this, all along. I thought you where different Alison…" He growled.

"No, Mika no! I love you… I always will. But now, my first thought has to be the young Prince. Maybe when this is over… we can…"

"We can what, pick up where we left off? that will be in ten years! I will not wait that long for anything… even you Ali"

Fighting her emotions to hold him, she remained frozen too the spot as he stood and walked away, his body language held back nothing as he disappeared into the large crowd of military officers in their dress uniform.

As night fell, the newly promoted Captain Alison Cole slept in a small room off to the left from the Prince's personal chambers after insuring of his safety for the night. With her bags which contained her personal effects, still occupying the vast majority of the small space she was allowed, she slept with her favourite sidearm under her pillow. Around 3am, the sound of footsteps awoke her from her light sleep, slipping her hand under her pillow, she gripped the sidearm with her left hand as a large shadow moved under the door separating the two rooms. Leaping out of her bed with gun in hand, Alison slowly moved towards the balcony which joined the two room and stepped over the low wall, sliding open the door, she silently stepped inside with her gun raised as her jaw dropped in shock.

"Mika? What are you doing?"

Stood over the young prince, was the only man she had ever loved, holding a long blade which glistened in the moon light. Gripping the gun with both hands, she stepped into the room as he looked up at her with a strange look in his eye.

"Don't be here Ali! Once he's gone… we can be tighter like we always planned"

With tears streaming from her eyes, she kept the gun trained on his as she replied. "Please… don't do this! I have to protect him… it is my vow! Walk away now, please?"

"Don't you understand Ali? I love you… we can… we can get married and have a happy life" Mika replied with a strange look in his eyes.

"No! I can not let you do this, if you hurt him, I will never stop until I find you… Mika please. Put down the knife!" She begged. "Please… don't move. I will kill you if you move any closer too him!"

Tears rolled down her face as he took one step closer to the large bed where the prince was sleeping. Her love for the man before her was strong, but her sacred vow was more powerful then she cold have imagined. Her tears began to flow as she moved the gun towards him and placed her finger over the trigger. Slowly stirring the bed, the young Prince sat up to see the two stood before him, panic gripped him as he screamed in terror while Mika moved towards him, blade in hand. Time stopped as Alison squeezed back in the trigger, the hammer flew forwards igniting the primer, in less then a heartbeat, the gun powder ignited sending the deadly 9mm bullet from the barrel at supersonic speed into Mika before her, which hit him between his eyes causing his head to explode as she screamed with terror as he fell backwards onto the floor as the bullet tumbled and impacted the far wall as the casing from the expelled bulled bounced off the floor slowly.

Ignoring her urges to check the man she loved, Alison ran towards the young prince who by now was shaking in fear at what he had witnessed. Quickly grabbing him, she covered his eyes as she kept her weapon trained on her former lover before her. A loud bang echoed through he room as she whipped her gun around towards the door as many heavily armed men entered the Prince's bed chambers with weapons drawn. Seeing what had happened, a guard moved towards the two of them and carefully placed his hand upon the young prince Alara's shoulder.

Anger swept through her as she pushed her gun into his chest hard and spoke with a dark voice which made the guard shiver down too his soul. "Never… Touch Him! Am I clear?"

"Clear… Ma'am!" He said in terror.

Alara wrapped his arms and legs and legs around her as he cried into her shoulder while she replied darkly. "Clean up this mess, burn the body. No one will hear of this… am I understood, Colonel?"

"Yes, Ma'am!"

Location: Federation Starship USS Enterprise NCC-1701-D

Year: 2371

Her vision had begun to restore as the room had stopped spinning, laying motionless,, she saw the large Nausicaan walk towards the exit. Smiling darkly, Alison stood and cracked her shoulders back as she spoke with a deep and powerful voice while she buried her emotions deep down inside of her as a voice rang through her ear. . 'Miss Cole, I have slowed the degradation down too 1 hour twenty minutes. I can do no more from here. What ever your plan is, may I suggest you proceed…'

"Finally!" She sighed. "You are done already? It's getting harder to find a man to can satisfy a woman lately!"

"You, should be dead!" Growled the Nausicaan.

"I'm stubborn! Want to play some more?" Alison mocked with a wink.

Laughing, the large Nausicaan ran towards her as she straightened herself, the distance between the two closed quickly as she seemed clenched her fists. Winking slightly as he was within range of her fists and ready to leap upon her, she pushed forwards with a powerful punch which knocked him off his feet and sending him spinning over as he slammed onto the ground hard, face first.

"Come on!" She said with dissatisfaction. "Make this fun!"

Shaking his head with shock at the punch he had taken, the Nausicaan drew a large blade from his boot as he stood and whipped it through the air between them while she stood with her arms held out to both sides as she replied. "Seriously? Okay. Let's dance!"

Her movements where almost lightening fast as each slice through the air towards her was blocked by her left arm with ease as she called out each move she was going to make. "Uppercut left, left cross, step to the right, duck left, duck right… come on… make this fun!" She mocked.

Location: Federation Outpost Deep Space Nine.

Year: 2374

Very inebriated, Worf's head suddenly slipped off his hands as his head hit the table hard and he began too snore loudly, much to the entertainment of Dax and Cole. Shaking her head slowly, Cole looked at Dax as she replied with a joke in her tone. "He never could match me drink for drink. Should we move him?"

"Leave him! He'll sleep it off and be fine later… so you where saying about… Mika?"

"Mika? Ohh yeah, Keep up Dax. I passed that already"

"No, back up. I wanted to know what happened after that. You killed him?"

"I had no other choice, it was him of the Young Prince. The next day, when his quarters where being disassembled, I discovered that he had become obsessed with me, to the point where no one else could have me. He couldn't take it, when I read the last entry in his log book, it explained everything. He was going to drug the young prince, make it look like he died in his sleep… I obviously interrupted him and he had to improvise. He was the Chief of Cora's personal Guard at the time…"

"Cora? Ahh, the Princess who took over?" Dax sighed slightly.

"Yes! I should've seen it that day… should've seen what she was planning, but my own personal grief stood in my way. Mika's body was cremated and his ashes scattered in the desert, we told everyone that he had requested a transfer to the frontier of our territory and would not be returning. From that day, Alara would never leave my side nor I his. Two weeks before the civil war broke out, Cora approached me with a proposition of joining her own personal guard when Alara became king…"

"Obviously, you didn't!" Dax laughed slightly.

"That's why I'm here. She offered me an instant Promotion too General of the combined forces and would grant me anything I wanted in return, I don't think it was my abilities she was after though"

"What do you mean?" Dax sniggered slightly.

"Cora's personal preferences where well known around the Royal Court, from the age of 18 she had turned down numerous proposals of marriage from eligible men. I myself witness many young women leaving her personal chambers in the early hours of the morning…" She blushed slightly.

"Ahh, she wanted YOU!"

"Yes. Although she was very beautiful, my loyalties lay with her brother, whom had become like a son to me. I would not betray his trust by leaving his side…"

"I understand. You made the right choice!" Dax laughed.

"Well, I am here… 24th century! Well, umm… back to the Enterprise and my brawl with the Nausicaan. I dodged his attacks and generally toyed with him, I had never faced a Nausicaan before in such terms, I wanted to see what he was capable of, while on the Bridge, Picard and Co where trying too annoy the rest of the Maquis"

Location: Federation Starship USS Enterprise NCC-1701-D

Year: 2371

Tapping away at the force field surrounding them, Riker smiled slightly as he spoke to his former college. "You know those two Nausicaan are probably dead by now?"

"What?" Peterman grunted.

"Your Nausicaan friends, they'll be dead by now. Very shortly, the crew will awaken and you'll have a whole heap of trouble on your hands"

"Quiet right Number One!" Picard smiled. "Why not end this now?"

"Very clever Riker, very clever!" He said with a thick Southern American accent. "Unfortunately, I don't share your optimism. Once we're finished, this ship will light up like a newly born star…"

"What?" Geordie said aloud.

"Ohh, don't worry Mister LaForge, you will all have front row seats to the death of the Enterprise… Pride of Starfleet!" He said with a dark smile.

"With regrets Mister Peterman, I do not share YOUR optimism, Once Lieutenant McClane is through with your two friends, where do you think she will be coming? You will not stop her!" Alara replied politely.

"Who are you?" Peterman said slowly. "Why… are you here?"

"I am just an echo of the past, a lost soul whom found his way here. And the one who will stand by and watch your very painful end with a smile, a drink and a song" Alara replied darkly.

In Ten Forward, the Nausicaan's nose, mouth and left ear dripped with blood as he once again crashed into the large window looking out over the stars. Clapping her hands with excitement, Cole walked towards him as he grunted with pain as she spoke. "This has been fun, but I must now leave… things to do people to kill. I do hope you understand Mister Nausicaan!"

Slowly standing, he swayed from side to side as he stood ready for yet another powerful attack from the woman half his size. 'What power must she posses, does not tire from the fight?'He thought as she walked towards him and smiled slightly. Leaping into the air, she spun as her left leg gained altitude and connected with the right side of his head and his skull collapsed from the deadly assault spraying his blood over the large curved window behind him as his body fell too the floor, motionless. Her feet hit the ground softly as she spun and faced the first Nausicaan as he stirred slightly as he slowly regained consciousness. Sighing slightly, she walked towards him, picked up his head and twisted causing his neck too crack and body fall limp in her arms. Breathing freely, her eyes fell upon the weapon the larger alien had dropped before her eyes looked at the blood trail on the window before her and finally fall upon the dead alien at her feet as a large smile echoed over her face.

Smiling slightly, Peterman walked towards the force field containing the Command staff and the unknown young man as he spoke with little respect. "I don't think so! Who are you. Tell me, or I will Kill the very attractive Councillor!"

Riker's eyes beamed with deadly intent as he slowly stood and replied. "If you harm her, I WILL kill you!"

"Ohh, I doubt that Riker!" He laughed like a mad man. "Look at me! I have single handily captured the Pride of Starfleet, the Flagship of the Federation. A pity I have to destroy her, I know of a few Romulans who would love to have this ship in their space docks, for a price of course!"

"Your not Maquis!" Troi said quickly. "Who are you, enough of the bad act! Who do you work for?"

"No one and everyone. Seen but not seen, My dear… my employers are everywhere!"

Quickly reacting too a sound, Peterman spun around as the turbo lift doors opened and a body fell onto the floor, running towards the body, he turned it over to be revealed with a dead Nausicaan and words printed on the chest in blood which was still shining in the light as it dried slowly. "Now I have a Weapon. Ho! Ho! Ho!" He read out loud.

Hold back a smile of relief, Alara looked back at Picard and nodded slightly as he fired a questioning look at the Young Prince.

"Cover your eyes, everyone!" Alara whispered.

"What?" Crusher said quietly.

"Cover your eyes. It was a sign, too me… this is going to get very bright, very violent, very fast!" Alara smiled darkly.