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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: New Friends</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Andrew Catterick 2-14-1996</h4> | |||
SD:80214.1100<br> | |||
MD:1.1000<br> | |||
Scene:Bridge<br> | |||
<<SNIP>> | |||
<Warning... warning... shuttlebay doors opening.> | |||
"Bridge to Dunnan, what is going on down there! Have you opened | |||
the bay doors?" Zane asked half annoyed, half shocked. | |||
[I uh... no sir. I've been running diagnostics. CPO Norris is the | |||
only other person down here.] The WO replied. | |||
"Well what the hell is going on down there?" Zane's patience was | |||
thinning. There was no response. "Mr. Dunnon....Mr. Dunnon?" Zane | |||
looked to the CSO "Get someone down there." | |||
<<SNIP>><br> | |||
Things were getting much worse. Zane still had not been able to | |||
find out what had happened on the shuttle deck but that was only one of | |||
his worries. The away team had been investigating a seemingly dead ship | |||
had been attacked by some sort of creature. Only two of the team had | |||
been beamed back orginally but after some quick thinking by the | |||
first officer the FEYNMAN was able to retrieve the rest. | |||
"Sir, I'm reading explosions occurring on the alien ship. There are | |||
more and more of them as it continues," Lt. Jenn reported. | |||
"Sir! The explosions are reaching the ship. They're pushing us | |||
towards the wormhole!" Lt.<jg> Charles exclaimed. | |||
"Shields up," Maril ordered. After receiving a nod from Zane, he ordered, | |||
"Full reverse until we can go to warp, Mr. Jerran." | |||
"It's not working, sir. We're still going towards the wormhole!" Lt.<jg> | |||
Jerran said with dismay. | |||
"Brace for impact in 5...4...," Jenn ordered. | |||
<<SNIP>><br> | |||
As Commander Zane was able to regain his balance again he | |||
shouted, "FULL stop, Jerran! Let's find out where we are!" | |||
They were already down to about half impulse as Jerran eased the | |||
ships velocity down the rest of the way. "Scanning the area with the | |||
navigational array now, sir." He furrowed his brow and frowned as the | |||
computer paused trying to compute their position. | |||
"Well, Lt?" Said Zane as he came to stand between the | |||
helm and ops stations. | |||
"I'm trying, sir. The computer's having a lot of trouble trying | |||
to get our position." Jerran was just about to switch to manual | |||
triangulation when the computer brought up the results "I've got it, sir. | |||
The computer says we're not even in our own galaxy. We've travelled | |||
almost 40 million light years in a few minutes." | |||
The security chief looked up from his console and said, "We're | |||
not alone, Captain." | |||
The viewscreen changed from a starfield to a view of five ships which | |||
looked similar to the frieghter which they had just watched explode. | |||
Except, these ships were obviously not freighters. They were warships, | |||
each about twice the size of a Galaxy class. | |||
Commander Zane calmly turned to Lt. Jenn and said, "Open hailing | |||
frequencies." | |||
The image of the five ships flickered and was replaced by that of | |||
a large, smiling cat, something closer to a tiger actually. "I am | |||
Commander Zane of the Federation Starship FEYNMAN." | |||
"Greetings commander. I am Tauk, captain of the Cesphalain ship | |||
RESOLUTE. Welcome to the Galaxy Andromeda, well thats what you of the | |||
Federation call it we of course have our own name." | |||
"Thank-you for your warm greetings Captain Tauk. Please let me | |||
apologize for dropping in on you like this..." | |||
Tauk raised a dismissive hand. "Commander, apologies are not | |||
necessary. We truly welcome your arrival. It has been some time since | |||
we were visitors of your galaxy and look forward to hearing of its progress." | |||
Zane seemed somewhat relieved. As good as the FEYNMAN was it | |||
certainly couldn't take on five warships. "Captain Tauk how is it that you | |||
happened to be waiting for us. Certainly you do not leave warships | |||
protecting this wormhole." | |||
Tauk laughed. "Well that is true and not. We leave one ship | |||
here as a sentinel. But to answer your question we knew you might be | |||
coming ever since you found our freighter. It is an unassuming probe | |||
is it not? Once contacted it relays its findings to us and we arrive | |||
to greet our guest." Tauk paused. "But surely you must no this | |||
commander. The information files we left behind for you to find are quite | |||
clear." | |||
Zane briefly described the events leading up to their arrival. | |||
Tauk was visibily dismayed. "I assure you we know nothing of this. That | |||
ship was designed simply as a welcoming bouy to our galaxy. We have only | |||
the most peacful of intentions. Thi creature you describe was not of our | |||
doing." | |||
Zane accepted the answer...for the time being. | |||
"But commander I am being rude. You are our first guests in a | |||
very long time and must be treated as such. Please escort my vessel | |||
back to the home world. My leaders look forward to meeting with you. | |||
Our last diplomatic mission to your galaxy failed and it is our | |||
greatest hope we can establish relations with your Federation. | |||
I would also like to invite you and your fellow officers to a | |||
banquet in your honour celebrating the midday meal. Will you accept?" | |||
"Of course Captain Tauk! My officers and I are greatly honoured | |||
by your gracious offer and look forward to meeting you and your officers." | |||
"Excellent! We will prepare for your arrival in 3 hours. Tauk out." | |||
As the image of Tauk was replaced Zane turned to the OPS | |||
officer. "Were you able to 'read' their feelings lieutenant?" | |||
"Yes sir. I sensed nothing but good will and excitement. Tauk | |||
and his crew see our visit as a momentous occasion." | |||
"Good." Zane was clearly relieved. He turned to the CSO. "Any | |||
word on the flightdeck." | |||
"Secuirty is present but they has of yet ascertained nothing." | |||
"Mr. Charles I want you to look into this investigation | |||
personally." He turned to the FCO. "I think you better accompany him | |||
down to the shuttlebay, Mr. Charleswill fill you in. Gentlemen I want some | |||
answers to this before we beam over to the RESOLUTE. | |||
As the turbolift doors closed Zane walked up to the Engineering | |||
station to examine any damage the ship may have sustained through the | |||
wormhole. | |||
<<<NRPG>>><br> | |||
Just cut and pasting a few things together... | |||
Hey, how did the wormhole get so close? <G> | |||
Okay it looks like we have our first diplomatic mission. This could be | |||
the first inter-galaxy treaty so make sure your dress uniforms are pressed.! | |||
As for the evil presence lurking about....well I don't know you tell me! | |||
Andy. | |||