Star Trek XII

[SSJ Data]

On the outer most fringes of Cardassian space a prison transport ship is transporting criminals to a Cardassian prison. A look inside reveals many prisoners, which range from Humans, to Klingons, and Romulans in addition to a few Cardassians. All of them sitting in one large, bare room. A room with no windows, beds, or lights of any kind. Now in the bridge it is square with half a dozen Cardassians monitoring various stations. Everyone stands at attention as the Gul of the ship enters the bridge; he is settled at the center swiveling chair

"Any reports from the planet" the Gul specks with the authority that all Cardassian Gul's have. He is an older Cardassian with Dark grey hair.

"None sir" one of the crew members answers

"Sir!" one of the officers exclaims

"What!?" the Gul

"I have a contact, just dropped out of warp and is closing at 32 degrees starboard."

"Whose ship is it?"

"Cardassian"

"Activated View screen"

As he activates the view screen a huge Cardassian colored ship appears with two crescents making a cross and a body in the traditional Cardassian fashion emerging from the intersection of the crescents ending in a vertical tail.

“They must be from the planet, hail them!” The Gul commands.

“Sir, they have locked weapons!” the Cardassian yells.

“Raise shields!” is his response to this information

“Too late” the Cardassians are thrown across the bridge as the ship is rocked by an explosion.

The large ship pounds its smaller cousin with staggering force as each particle of phased energy rip though the hull. These bolts of energy look almost like red lighting as they rip though the prison freighters orange hull killing both prisoner and crew members alike. On the bridge of the small now crippled ship sparks are flying. Several member of the crew are on the deck now nothing but brunt, shattered corpses.

“What do we have left!” the Gul yells the remaining offices.

“Just enough for phasers!” someone shouts

“Fire!” he orders

The small ship now in its death rolls fires at the looming beast, but despite its valiant effort all of its bolts are absorbed by the larger ships shields. The large ship returns fire with a much more deadly response ripping more holes in the small ship.

Inside the now burning bridge of the small ship there is no life. Blood stains all of the Cardassians. The Gul now has a blackened face in the front of the square bridge near the shattered view screen five men in spaces suits and armed with Cardassian phaser rifles and hosting phaser pistols.

They precede though the corridors and emerge into the burning prisoner quarters where the meet a lone living Cardassian. He has a scar running from the top of his fore head to the bottom of his collar bone.

“Your late” he accuses them.

“Forgive us…” the female leader of the five says as she removes her helmet. “…Legate Gemmar.”

[SSJ Data]

The Enterprise looms over head on the new Vulcan colony on a planet christened New Vulcan.

“Chief engineer Scott’s log star date 6026.1: we have just arrived at New Vulc’n along with several other vessels including the new USS Proxima. That ship is a monster though doesn’t hold a candle to the Enterprise. We’ve been making trips back and forth between Earth and New Vulc’n for the past month. The colony is about complete with all 11,000 settling in or as close as you can get with Vulc’ns. Spock is holding up well being the only Vulc’n left in Star Fleet. Anyway I have to get back to the transporters so they don’t over heat.”

“Scotty how much longer till the last of the supplies are beamed down?” Kirk asked anxiously.

“A few more hours cap’n” Scotty replied

“You said that a few hours ago can you be more specific?” Kirk pressed

“I can only say a few hours ‘cause of he amount of stuff the Vulc’ns have.” Scotty replied again

“I believe if the rate of beam down remains constant then we will be done in exactly one hour 39 minuets.” Spock answered perfectly logical.

“Thank you, Mister Spock.” Kirk answered relief profound in his voice.

“Captain I am weceiving a transition from Star Fleet” The young Ensign Chekhov reported.

“On Screen.” Kirk ordered

“Jim.” Admiral Pike was on the screen his hair slightly more grey than the last time they’d met.

“Admiral Pike, what can I do for you” Kirk asked

“At 08:00 last night a Cardassian prison colony was destroyed. By an unknown force when the Cardassians sent a ship to investigate it reported the crust of the planet where the colony was, was melted away. Just an hour ago that ship sent out a distress call claming it was under attack, by another Cardassian ship”

“Another Cardassian ship, are they sure?” Kirk inquired.

“We don’t know they lost contact with the ship five minuets after the attack” Pike finished. “I’m ordering you and the Proxima to investigate. The Cardassians have given us permission to enter there space for the assistance in apprehending this rouge ship.”

“But our mission now…” Kirk started to protest.

“…Will have to wait” Pike declared.

“Yes sir, Kirk out.”

The view screen went blank.

“Hail the Proxima” Kirk ordered

“Yes captain” answered Uhara

An image of an Asian woman appears on the view screen. “This is captain Demora Sulu captaining the USS Proxima what is the problem enterprise?”

“We have new orders from Star Fleet we are to meet up with a Cardassian vessel to help in capturing a rouge ship.” Kirk responded

[SSJ Data]

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“Roger.” she acknowledged “Hello Hikaru.”

“Hi mother.” Sulu answered a degree of embarrassment in his face.

“We are to leave immediately” Kirk interrupted much to the relief of Hikaru.

“Roger beat you there” Captain Sulu challenged. “Sulu out”

“Sulu set course 239 mark 106 Warp 5” Kirk ordered

“Aye Captain” Sulu answerer

“Mister Sulu engage”

The Proxima warped away fallowed a second later by the Enterprise.

“I hate when she dose that” Sulu said annoyed

“That’s what mothers are for just be glad you got to grow up with yours” Kirk replied “Anyway time to Cardassian escort.”

“Thirty four hours Captin” Chekhov replied.

“Good Spock you have the conn.” Kirk ordered as he walked out of the bridge. “I’ll be in my quarters.

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