Star Trek
Phase One
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A dark room was illuminated with only the light of rows and rows of blinking computer panels. The control panels were set atop over 60 cylinder shaped objects, each containing a human inhabitant in deep sleep. They were all illegally created genetically enhance humans.

In the early 2020s, scientists from all the major superpowers had experimented with mixing the DNA of, at first, animals. And then, against all international laws, these secret experiments began to combine the DNA of humans with animals. Some skirted the laws by combining, and enhancing, human attributes. But either way, by the time the 2030 came around, a new, enforceable international law was passed prohibiting all such tests and experiments.

Rumors abounded that nearly 60 embryos that had been created in those illegal days had vanished, without trace. The rumors faded over time, and by the 2050s the rumors were part of the past.

But the rumors were true. The embryos had indeed survived, and were kept hidden, by a man who had designs to take over the world. His name was John Gill. He believed that Earth would only survive unless one man, or woman, ruled it. Gill's ideal form of a government would one not be unlike that of Hitler's Germany. But instead of a mad man running it, as Hitler was, a rational man like Gill would. To him it was a most logical conclusion.

He had served for three terms in the United States Senate. He had traveled the world many times in those years, and that is when he began to see the truth of his vision.

And, so, in 2031 when the new anti-DNA laws were passed, Gill used his massive wealth to obtain the last 60 embryos in an ultra-secretive transaction. Only two others knew who had acquired them, and those two died mysterious death days after the transaction was final; his wife being one of them.

John Gill had doubts that the new UN NATIONS charter would ever take hold. With several key nations holding out, it was his opinion that a one world government would not come from the new deal. He also believed that the new United Space Agency, and its military wing, the United Space Service, were just ways to hide an attempt to someday take by force what the United Nations could not take with signatures on paper. Gill saw the UN as a future thread to self- determination.

Gill sat in his office which was situated above the incubation chamber which contained the 60 embryo survivors; that were now adults waiting to be awakened. Their minds were so enhance that with-in a span of three months, the special one that was chosen for the first mission, infiltrating the USS ENTERPRISE, would be a genius with a memory of a life never lived. All Gill needed to know was the nationality of the person for whom the one chosen would replace.

There was a knock on his office door, and then the door opened. A man walked in holding a brief case and his name was Norman Weyoun.

"I trust," John Gill said, "that you have brought me a name."

Weyoun nodded. "It wasn't easy, Mister Gill," Weyoun said. "The names of those who are going on the first mission to Mars are ultra- top secret. I had to apply more money to the situation."

"I will compensate you, by a factor of ten, the amount of money it cost you. That was our deal," Gill said.

"Yes, it was," Weyoun said. "I trust you will have already transferred the amount to my account in the Caymans by the time I leave."

Gill nodded. "I will indeed."

Weyoun walked over to the desk where Gill sat and placed the brief case on it. He opened it and inside was forged papers that would be needed for Gill's chosen one to infiltrate the Mars mission.

Gill took out the file the contained the name that would have to be used. Such a person had really existed, but part of Weyoun's contract also included his 'getting rid' of the real person behind the name, and to provide current, up to date, photographs for face reconstruction, which would be completed within one week, on the chosen enhanced human.

"Khan Noonien Singh," Gill said. "What a noble sounding name."

"Do you have an Indian, Sihk Indian, in your brood?" Weyound asked.

"I do indeed," Gill said. "After his face is altered, a face that he actually has never seen, he will do just perfectly. For all he will ever know, he will actually be this Khan Noonien Singh."

Weyoun nodded, then left the office. Gill turned his chair back the other way, and looked down upon the rows of enhanced humans. He pressed a button on his main panel, and one of the sleeping chambers slowly became lighted.

"Hello," Gill said with a smile. "I will name you…Khan Noonien Singh"…