2315.Q2.M2 - These Are The Voyages...
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Starfleet Headquarters, San Francisco, Sol III, Sol Sector - 2315.Q2.M2.F2
The USS Enterprise is missing.
The mentat research cruiser is missing.
The entire Aga Carmide research colony is missing.
All without a trace bar a storm of temporal and subspace backwash that even the Atuin is reluctant to approach, let alone research. The news has hit Starfleet HQ like a the shockwave of a supernova. You find yourself in your office, taking painkillers for a tension migraine, trying to figure out if the rug has just been pulled out from beneath the entire Federation. It will be a storm like no other when news of the Enterprise's disappearance spreads outside Starfleet. A few possible plans for heading off the controversy, to get ahead of the matter, cycle through your mind.
You are distracted, however, by a chime from the intercom.
"Yes, Yeoman?"
"Admiral, Vice Admirals Sulu and Uhura are requesting to see you, sir, with company."
You cock an eyebrow at the intercom at the unexpected news. "Very well, see them in."
The door opens to admit legend, Vice Admiral Sulu at the fore. Vice Admiral Uhura, Rear Admiral McCoy, Commodore Leslie, a still recovering Captain Chekov, Spock his very own self. A retired Rear Admiral you don't recognise. And finally Vice Admiral Linderley, along with two people with Intel pink collars but no visible rank or assignment patches.
"My, this is quite the constellation," you say. A frown creases your face as Linderley shuts and seals the door behind him. But your attention is then taken by Sulu as he takes one of the chairs in front of your desk. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Admiral Sousa, you are about to be read into a matter that has been a Class 1-AAA secret within Starfleet for many years, under the codeword, 'Generations'. It is a need to know secret, known by only a single crew at a time through the fleet, sworn to the utmost discretion." You slowly lean back in your seat, but say nothing, so Sulu continues. "I want to tell you a tale about the starship Enterprise, the ship of aeons."
"Very well, Vice Admiral Sulu, proceed."
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"Very well, Lieutenant Sulu, proceed."
"Yes, Captain, approaching the anomaly," you reply, looking over your shoulder. Captain Kirk sits upon his chair, a presence like a great cat, seemingly lounging but with eyes sharp, mind attentive. You turn back to your console, generating a gentle thrust as the starship Enterprise heeds your commands.
"Captain," breaks in Mr Spock, calm as a rock by the science station. "I am detecting a change in the anomaly. It appears to be growing temporally unstable."
Kirk frowns at that. "Ease off, Mr Sulu. Spock, is it reacting to our presence?"
"Possibly, Captain," replies Spock. "Parts of the anomaly's wavelength have begun to harmonise with our subspace field. It is possible that the instability is coming from there."
"Understood. Mr Sulu, resume course, but thrusters only."
"Aye, sir, thrusters only."
On the viewscreen is a bright blue spark, distant at the centre of the field of stars. Abruptly it flashes up to ten times the intensity, and a moment later it bursts out into a wild, wormhole-like state. It keeps growing with lightning speed. Sulu hears a sharp, "Raise shields!" from the Captain, and the indicator lights on his own console light up just in time. The whole ship rocks and some luckless officers tumble to the ground as the anomaly washes over them. But then the glow fades, and the anomaly fades, and finally it is no longer visible. You bring the ship to a halt and look back towards the Captain.
Kirk seems to have ridden out the storm unphased, still calmly in his seat. "Damage report, Mr Scott."
The voice of the Chief Engineer comes over the bridge intercom. "We're shook up down here, Captain. We've had to throttle down the warp core, it's very unstable after whatever that was. I won't be able to give you warp drive for at least a few hours. You'll still have impulse, however."
"Understood, Mr Scott." Kirk stands from his chair and moves towards the science station. "What happened, Mr Spock?"
Spock turns, allowing the Captain to see through the wormhole. "I am still piecing together the timeline of events, but we appear to have been pulled through a sort of rip in space-time. The starscape is quite different, but the system still appears to be the Aga Carmide system. So we have not moved somewhere, but somewhen." A light flashes on his console, and Spock quickly retrieves the results. "It appears we have passed backwards in time ... it appears that we are ten to twenty ... million years in the past."
There is a sharp intake of breath among the bridge crew, yourself included.
The first person to speak is Lieutenant Uhura at Comms. "Captain, I'm picking up distress signals, Starfleet ones. One near the third planet, one near the fourth. They are both very old, enough that our computer is having trouble piecing them together."
"What else can you tell me about them?" asks Kirk.
"The one by the third planet is the older one, but is a stronger signal," says Uhura. She pauses and tilts her head, listening to her earpiece carefully. "Captain, if I'm not mistaken, it may even be a United Earth Starfleet code. The other is definitely a Starfleet code."
"Very well," says Kirk, returning to his command chair. "Mr Chekov, give me a course to-"
[ ] The Third Planet
[ ] The Fourth Planet
The USS Enterprise is missing.
The mentat research cruiser is missing.
The entire Aga Carmide research colony is missing.
All without a trace bar a storm of temporal and subspace backwash that even the Atuin is reluctant to approach, let alone research. The news has hit Starfleet HQ like a the shockwave of a supernova. You find yourself in your office, taking painkillers for a tension migraine, trying to figure out if the rug has just been pulled out from beneath the entire Federation. It will be a storm like no other when news of the Enterprise's disappearance spreads outside Starfleet. A few possible plans for heading off the controversy, to get ahead of the matter, cycle through your mind.
You are distracted, however, by a chime from the intercom.
"Yes, Yeoman?"
"Admiral, Vice Admirals Sulu and Uhura are requesting to see you, sir, with company."
You cock an eyebrow at the intercom at the unexpected news. "Very well, see them in."
The door opens to admit legend, Vice Admiral Sulu at the fore. Vice Admiral Uhura, Rear Admiral McCoy, Commodore Leslie, a still recovering Captain Chekov, Spock his very own self. A retired Rear Admiral you don't recognise. And finally Vice Admiral Linderley, along with two people with Intel pink collars but no visible rank or assignment patches.
"My, this is quite the constellation," you say. A frown creases your face as Linderley shuts and seals the door behind him. But your attention is then taken by Sulu as he takes one of the chairs in front of your desk. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Admiral Sousa, you are about to be read into a matter that has been a Class 1-AAA secret within Starfleet for many years, under the codeword, 'Generations'. It is a need to know secret, known by only a single crew at a time through the fleet, sworn to the utmost discretion." You slowly lean back in your seat, but say nothing, so Sulu continues. "I want to tell you a tale about the starship Enterprise, the ship of aeons."
"Very well, Vice Admiral Sulu, proceed."
-
"Very well, Lieutenant Sulu, proceed."
"Yes, Captain, approaching the anomaly," you reply, looking over your shoulder. Captain Kirk sits upon his chair, a presence like a great cat, seemingly lounging but with eyes sharp, mind attentive. You turn back to your console, generating a gentle thrust as the starship Enterprise heeds your commands.
"Captain," breaks in Mr Spock, calm as a rock by the science station. "I am detecting a change in the anomaly. It appears to be growing temporally unstable."
Kirk frowns at that. "Ease off, Mr Sulu. Spock, is it reacting to our presence?"
"Possibly, Captain," replies Spock. "Parts of the anomaly's wavelength have begun to harmonise with our subspace field. It is possible that the instability is coming from there."
"Understood. Mr Sulu, resume course, but thrusters only."
"Aye, sir, thrusters only."
On the viewscreen is a bright blue spark, distant at the centre of the field of stars. Abruptly it flashes up to ten times the intensity, and a moment later it bursts out into a wild, wormhole-like state. It keeps growing with lightning speed. Sulu hears a sharp, "Raise shields!" from the Captain, and the indicator lights on his own console light up just in time. The whole ship rocks and some luckless officers tumble to the ground as the anomaly washes over them. But then the glow fades, and the anomaly fades, and finally it is no longer visible. You bring the ship to a halt and look back towards the Captain.
Kirk seems to have ridden out the storm unphased, still calmly in his seat. "Damage report, Mr Scott."
The voice of the Chief Engineer comes over the bridge intercom. "We're shook up down here, Captain. We've had to throttle down the warp core, it's very unstable after whatever that was. I won't be able to give you warp drive for at least a few hours. You'll still have impulse, however."
"Understood, Mr Scott." Kirk stands from his chair and moves towards the science station. "What happened, Mr Spock?"
Spock turns, allowing the Captain to see through the wormhole. "I am still piecing together the timeline of events, but we appear to have been pulled through a sort of rip in space-time. The starscape is quite different, but the system still appears to be the Aga Carmide system. So we have not moved somewhere, but somewhen." A light flashes on his console, and Spock quickly retrieves the results. "It appears we have passed backwards in time ... it appears that we are ten to twenty ... million years in the past."
There is a sharp intake of breath among the bridge crew, yourself included.
The first person to speak is Lieutenant Uhura at Comms. "Captain, I'm picking up distress signals, Starfleet ones. One near the third planet, one near the fourth. They are both very old, enough that our computer is having trouble piecing them together."
"What else can you tell me about them?" asks Kirk.
"The one by the third planet is the older one, but is a stronger signal," says Uhura. She pauses and tilts her head, listening to her earpiece carefully. "Captain, if I'm not mistaken, it may even be a United Earth Starfleet code. The other is definitely a Starfleet code."
"Very well," says Kirk, returning to his command chair. "Mr Chekov, give me a course to-"
[ ] The Third Planet
[ ] The Fourth Planet
