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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Theories and Realities== | |||
===by Steve Apple=== | |||
SD: 2261.047 | |||
Scene: Medical Laboratory | |||
Corbett sat in front of the lab’s computer terminal looking at the DNA sample he got from Mary Calvaster. It was human, of that he was pretty sure. | |||
“Computer” | |||
[Working] said the metallic voice. | |||
“Separate sample 101654 with DNA helicase and cascade individual strands on screen.” | |||
[Operation complete,] the computer spit back after a few minutes. | |||
The screen lit up with two separated strands from the sample. Corbett looked at the strands and was even more puzzled. The strands looked normal. Well almost normal on second thought. There were some changes in the coding on several segments, but that wasn’t the main puzzle. The paring was wrong, but how he couldn’t quite get a feeling for. | |||
“Computer introduce DNA polymerase to strand A and display.” He said rubbing his eyes. | |||
[Operation complete,] it said and the screen lit up with the new sample. | |||
Corbett studied the strand with disgust. “Can’t trust a damned machine.” He mumbled. “Computer this strand is garbage. Aren’t you programmed for DNA replication?” | |||
[Affirmative, DNA polymerase activity of replication for new strand in 5’ – 3’ direction was successful.] | |||
“If it was I’d now be looking a replica of sample 101654 right now instead of this mishmash. Run analysis again.” | |||
[Affirmative,] the computer said and again displayed the same image as before. | |||
“Stop playing games, you infernal bucket of bolts.” Corbett yelled. “This is the same sample as before.” | |||
[Negative this sample was derived after second successful replication.] | |||
Corbett stood up and paced the room for a minute wondering what the hell was going on. The sample according to the computer was replicated correctly. There had to be something he was missing. Think Stile he said to himself, what about this paring is strange. “Computer.” | |||
[Working] | |||
“Display sample 101654 as theoretical model. Reverse strand A from 3’-5’ direction to 5’-3’ direction and strand B from 5’-3’ to 3’-5’ direction then combine and display on screen.” | |||
Corbett looked at the DNA model the computer displayed on the screen and was shocked. The sample looked normal, exactly like he would have expected it to look, | |||
“Computer enlarge model to display nucleotides and sequence of bases” | |||
[Working,] it said and enlarged the nucleotides on screen so Corbett could see how the base sequences were coded. | |||
The amino acids these bases coded for were mixed. There were substitutions that suggested to Corbett that the sample was not fully human, but had some other closely related species. “Computer correlate DNA theoretical model with database of DNA samples from know species.” | |||
[Working,] the computer said then a moment later answered. [DNA theoretical model contains elements of Human and Angelian genetic material] | |||
Corbett pushed his hat to the back of his head while he pondered what the computer had reported. “Computer run analysis on DNA sample obtained from Lieutenant DeSimms earlier this morning and match to theoretical model.” | |||
[Working,] it said then almost immediately came back with. [Sample is identical to theoretical model.] | |||
“Are you certain.” He asked. | |||
[Sample and theoretical model match up with a statistical certainty of 97.38%] The computer replied. | |||
Corbett nodded to the computer then hit the comm. button. “Sickbay to Captain Steele.” | |||
[Steele here, what is it doctor?] | |||
“I needed to see you immediately sar.” Corbett said his drawl thickening in his excitement. | |||
[As you might know I’m in the middle of something.] | |||
“Precisely why you need to see me now. I’ll be in my office” Corbett said. | |||
[Alright doctor I’m on my way. Steele out.] | |||
Scene: CMO’s Office | |||
“Alright what’s so damn important that you pulled me down here? I know you understand what’s going on over at that Nausicaan ship.” | |||
“I do indeed.” Corbett said turning his desk’s view screen so the Captain could see it. “I’ve isolated that DNA sample and have found a match for it.” | |||
“What exactly does that mean you found a match for it?” Steele asked looking at the double helix revolving on the screen. | |||
“It means I know who it belongs to.” Corbett said. “And what I found, based on what we’ve seen so far has me chilled to my marrow. It’s something out of a science fiction story” | |||
“Damn it Stile I don’t have time for you to be theatric.” | |||
“Far from it Jack. If my results are correct we’ve got more of a problem than someone flying around in a mock up of a Constitution class Starship.” | |||
“It’s been identified as the Connie.” Steele said. “Now who does that DNA sample belong to?” | |||
“A Lieutenant DeSimms.” Corbett said leaning forward in his chair. “I’ve double checked the sample, so before you ask there’s no mistake.” | |||
“How the hell is that possible, John was with us on Arcturus. He was nowhere near this quadrant of space four days ago.” | |||
“I said a John DeSimms. That sample wasn’t from our Security Chief.” | |||
“Start making some sense doctor.” Steele said knowing deep down that what Stile was saying was true. | |||
“Look you were the Science Officer before Hemux, so I shouldn’t have to dummy this down. I told you that DNA sample looked strange and that I had never seen base pairings line up that way before. Well the reason for that was because the direction of the strands where reversed. When I compensated for that and ran it through the computer I got a helix I understood. I saw that it wasn’t fully human and had some Angelian elements to it so I ran it against a sample I took from John earlier. The match was identical.” | |||
“So what you are saying?” Steele said. “Is that I’ve got a clone of my security chief running around in a knock off Starship raiding mining facilities.” | |||
“No not a clone, something else. A clone would be genetically identical to DeSimms. This, whatever it is is like a mirror image of him.” | |||
Steele shook his head wondering if this could be real. “You’re not trying to say that that sample came from a DeSimms from another universe are you.” | |||
“That’s exactly what I’m saying. Scientists for centuries have been talking about multiple universes coexisting. What if somehow one crossed over.” | |||
“Great now I’ve got my Chief Surgeon talking about theories from avant-garde scientists at best and poor science fiction novels at worst.” | |||
[Engineering to Steele] | |||
“Steele here.” Jack said hitting the comm. unit on Stiles desk. | |||
[Captain I just beamed back from the Nausicaan ship and ran a few simulations based on what the Nausicaan sensor tapes showed, well I think it best we speak face to face.] | |||
[Alright Gar meet me in Dr. Corbett’s office, Steele out.] | |||
Steele paced the doctor’s office for a few minutes while waiting for his second officer to arrive. “Why would that DeSimms be on the Connie, shouldn’t he be assigned to the Hood, if it were truly a mirror universe?” | |||
“Some theories state that for every decision you make, an alternate universe is spawned with you making the opposite decision.” Corbett said. “So maybe that DeSimms was assigned to the Connie and not the Hood.” | |||
“Now you’re reaching.” Steele said as the chime to the doctor’s door went off. | |||
“Enter,” both Steele and the doctor said. | |||
“Captain, doctor.” Gar said as he took one of the chairs in front of the doctor’s desk. “I downloaded the sensor data from the Nausican ship and ran it against the data Stile’s girlfriend handed off and I have to say some of my impressions were wrong.” | |||
“Go on.” Steele said. | |||
“That ship, that Constitution is not of Federation design, well not fully anyway. The outer hull replicates our design almost completely, but as I said earlier an engineer who has worked with the class could distinguish the structural differences. However, in most other ways she’s different.” | |||
“I do hope you’re going to elucidate.” Corbett said leaning back. | |||
“Her warp field generation.” Gar said ignoring the doctor. “Is based on the design of Henry Archer, but it has significant upgrades. I have to agree with Miss Calvaster that something was wrong with her dilithium matrix probably bad crystals.” | |||
”What made you come to that conclusion?”Steele asked. | |||
“Her warp field was barely stable, we saw that at the mining facility; however when I ran the simulation and compensated with a fully operational dilithium matrix that ship tested out to achieve warp speeds rivaling our own.” | |||
“What about the dilithium crystals in the pirates hold, could that have been what they were after?”Corbett asked. | |||
“I don’t think so.” Gar answered. “While they’d fetch a nice price in any market, they were raw stones and would need to be cut and refined to work in a starship’s matrix.” | |||
“So you’re telling me that they use a power supply similar to ours and can achieve equal warp speed, but what doesn’t make sense is that they’re using weapons that are antiquated.” Steele interjected taking the empty chair next to Gar. | |||
“A problem that plagued me as well.” Gar said frowning. “I came to one conclusion and that was that their weapons system was offline, secondary to the failure with their warp engines. At first I thought that ship was a substandard copy put together to look advanced and threatening, very much akin to the Denobulan practice of inflating their heads. However, the more I poured over those pictures the clearer certain structures became. The problem was both DeSimms and I were looking for torpedo tubes and phaser turrets in the usual places. This ship has weapons I think on par or superior to ours. I found multiple structural plates that could only be one thing at that is an automated covering for phaser turrets and torpedo tubes. Potentially that ship could have twice the amount of weapons we do. Another issue is that they have an EMP emitter the likes of which I never seen before that could knock out our engines and weapons with a strategic blast.” | |||
“If what you’re saying is in fact true then we have to get that ship before they can get to a planet that has the crystals they need.” Steele said leaning forward and hitting the comm. unit. “Steele to Bridge.” | |||
[Zade here sir.] | |||
“Cedria once our prisoners and their ship is secured plot a course to Celes II, warp 8. Steele out.” | |||
“Doctor if your theories are correct and somehow we’re dealing with a Starship from another universe then we have to figure out how the hell they got here and make sure that whatever technology they used to do it is neutralized, or we could be embroiled in a war that pits Fleet Commanders against an enemy that potentially knows their every move because he or she is their mirror self.” | |||
Respectfully Submitted | |||
Steve Apple | |||
Stile Corbett, MD | |||
CMO, USS HOOD-1703 | |||
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