Jun 152017

USS Zuikaku has had a few interesting months in 2416. Several missions, encounters, and other unknowns. Below is just a brief explanation and details of what one of the 101st fleet flagships has been up to 🙂

I not giving away everything know, have to keep some secrets to surprise you lot with. If I ever get time again to get back into writing my stories.

Stardate 94613.5 to Stardate 94688.17

USS Zuikaku continues to reside in the Sol System, at Spacedock 37. Continuing to be a training vessel for the latest cadets coming through Starfleet academy. The cadets continue to be surprised by the efficiency of the ship, with Zuikaku still rating one of the most powerful ships in Starfleet in relation to power generation.

Chief engineer Tinordle continues to rise her “cadet count”. Putting cadets who speak negatively of the Zuikaku through jobs and experiences engineers would only see in the most trying of times. Commander Tinordle rises her count to eleven cadets when a cadet makes the mistake of claiming he could get more power out of a shuttle, and that the Sovereign class should be retired.

Zuikaku’s maintenance overhaul continues, with the Starfleet corps of engineers finishing up repairs to the ship suffered during the Iconian war, most notable during the Battle of Lambis Bootis. Her structural support along the dorsal fore saucer section are fully replaced and reinforced. Starfleet corps of engineers Commander Trigl, remarks to Admiral Lawford that next time the admiral wishes to go swimming, to use a swimming pool. Apparently, the admiral responds by simply smiling.

The new senior crew members, Lieutenant Tosayl, and Ensigns Murgek & Sopama enter their third month with the Zuikaku crew. These three crew members continue to learn and adapt to their new roles.

During this time, Admirals Lawford and Roxana, set a date for tactical exercises between the Zuikaku and the Queen Mary.
USS Zuikaku, finishes her tour of service for Starfleet academy, and makes preparations to leave Spacedock 37 for the first time in almost five months.

Stardate 94703.33
USS Zuikaku leaves Spacedock 37. She continues to reside near the Sol system waiting to rendezvous with the USS Queen Mary for tactical exercises.

Stardate 94712.11
USS Zuikaku & USS Queen Mary conduct their tactical exercises. At the end of the battle drills, no clear winner between the two ships is found. However, Admiral Lawford remarks “Zuikaku was definitely on the defensive during the exercises, she was definitely the underdog once the exercise commenced, and it was hard for us to press any sort of advantage. Though, when we were able to push our advantage, we did punish the Queen Mary severely”.

Stardate 94717.58
USS Zuikaku rendezvous with supply convoy Zeta-Echo-Trill-One just outside the Wolf 359 system. Zuikaku will escort the convoy all the way to Starbase 101.

Stardate 94741.18
USS Zuikaku, with convoy Zeta-Echo-Trill-One, arrives at Starbase 101. This is the first time in 2 years the Zuikaku has come back to Starbase 101, the 101st fleets home Starbase.

Stardate 94765.8
USS Zuikaku leaves Starbase 101. During the stay at the Starbase, Admiral Lawford receives updates on the Tzenkethi situation, as well as 101st fleet deployments in the Antos Sector.

Stardate 94766.03 to Stardate 94839.79
(<strong>Setting of the story Star Trek Online Zuikaku: Ghosts</strong>)

USS Zuikaku proceeds to the Risa sector, to investigate the random disappearances of freighters in the sector over the proceeding 12 months. While it has been three months since the last disappearance, as well as three months since Admiral Lawford decided to investigate.
Several weeks later, a few breakthroughs in the investigation lead the Zuikaku to the cause of the disappearances. The cause is stopped, however Admiral Lawford, after the incident, raises a high priority report to Starfleet Command. Over the next several days, several Starfleet ships are ordered on long term missions to several locations.

Stardate 94851.3
USS Zuikaku sets course for New Romulus. To assist for a period rebuilding the Romulan Republic capital, which suffered heavy losses and damage during the Iconian war 2 years ago.

Stardate 94867.72
USS Zuikaku and USS Britannic under the command of Admiral Winter, rendezvous neat the Virinat system. Admirals Lawford &amp; Winters discuss the tactical projections of the Tzenkethi forces and fleet movements.

Stardate 94870.8
USS Zuikaku arrives at New Romulus.

Stardate 94870.8 to Stardate 94928.03
USS Zuikaku reminds in orbit of New Romulus. The crew assist with engineering projects and science projects for advanced food production. Admiral Lawford meets with Commander Jarok of the R.R.W Lleiset several times during this period.

Stardate 94930.76
USS Zuikaku leaves New Romulus, bound for Starbase 101.

Third Elite Swords Calendar year 102, Sword day 45
(<strong>Setting for the Story Star Trek Online Zuikaku: A Sword’s Legacy</strong>)
One their way home, the crew of the Zuikaku run into Q, the omnipotent being. While not the same Q Starfleet has dealth with in the past, this Q takes particular interest in Admiral Lawford. Before the crew of the Zuikaku can determine his intentions, the ship is taken to an unknown location, with unknown stars and no way to communicate with the outside world, and the Admiral is missing.

Stardate 94984.57
(<strong>Setting for the story Star Trek Online Zuikaku: Fake Truths</strong>).
Continuing their way home, the USS Zuikaku detects a distress call from a Starfleet vessel. Diverting to investigate, the crew find a derelict Miranda class ship. However, not is all that it seems. What is truth? What is fiction? What is reality, and how can we tell the difference? More importantly, how does one know one’s truths, and one’s fictions?

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Season 13 Balance Pass – Tribble Report – Major items

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Apr 242017

Greetings everyone, this is Fleet Admiral Aaron Lawford reporting live from the tribble test server for the Equator Alliance news network (EANN). I have been discussing and posting tip bits of upcoming changes for Season 13, scheduled for launch on April 25th 2017. Or, as Picard (and most likely the majority of the playerbase would say….

What the....

One of the major points of this new season, has been the space re-balance for alot of consoles, captain abilities and BOFF abilities. These changes are numerous and would take me days to explain every single one in detail 🙂 As a result, in this report I am going to focus on some of the more major changes and exactly what they mean. These discussions will also include comparisons screenshots of holodeck to tribble.

So, without further ado, lets get to it say we….


Attack Pattern Alpha

Attack Pattern Alpha, is a tactical captain ability that boosts All Damage, Critical Chance, Critical Severity and Flight Turn rate for a period of time. This captain ability has a base 2 minute cooldown, and a 30 second uptime (usage) when selected.

Attack Pattern Alpha (henceforth, referrded as APA) as had a relatively small change for the upcoming season 13. The two things that has changed, is on tribble server, APA boost now only lasts 20 seconds, but has a 90 second cooldown.

Attack Pattern Alpha – Holodeck to Tribble Comparsion. Details taking using Lenra, my rommie klink aligned captain serving with the Imperial Ausmonauts

Relatively speaking, this is a pretty small change. The boost now only lasts 20 seconds, compared to 30 seconds that captains currently enjoy on holodeck prior to April 25th.However, another change is that APA’s cooldown is now 90 seconds, compared to the current 120 seconds on holodeck.


I personally haven’t really heard much about this change from the community, and myself actually forgot about this change for a short period. If there are community reactions, then either they are not too big, or, the reaction may have been drowned out compared to other higher profile change, such as our next topic – GO DOWN FIGHTING.


Go Down Fighting, is a Tactical Captain ability. It only becomes available for use when your ships hull is at or below 50% to be able to be activated (A captain trait, Lats ditch effortt, can change this requirement). It provides a All damage boost and All damage resistance boost for a period of 60 seconds. GDF has a base cooldown of 2 minutes when used.

Never have I seen one of the most debated changes in Star Trek Online’s history. Go Down fighting has had an interesting history through STO game time of 7 years. Changing each way over the years, it has become a bit of a dividing sort of ability for us testers, especially considering its somewhat weird interactions.

OK, enough talking (or typing i guess) time to post the picture and describe the current changes that will hit holodeck for you folks.

Go Down Fighting Holodeck > Tribble Comparison. Taken from Captain Lenra, my Rommie Klink aligned toon serving with the Imperial Ausmonauts

Currently, Go Down fighting (henceforth, referred to as GDF) provides a large damage and damage resistance boost the lower your hull is. Also, this boost is “locked in”. If you use it at 10% hull, you get the % damage boost increase if you were at 10% hull, even if you heal yourself back up to 50 – 60% hull for example.

However, the patch coming into tribble, changes all of this. GDF’s time period has gown down from 60 seconds, to 15 seconds when activated. Also, the cooldown period for the ability has been lowered to 60 seconds.

Another change is that the boost you receive from GDF now dynamically scales. If you activate the boost at 10% hull, you get the damage boost of 10% hull. However, if you heal yourself to 40% hull, or 50% hull, GDF damage boost reduces to match your current hull level. This was originally how GDF did its damage boost when the game first started, and was changed back in the Legacy of Romulus expansion days.

However, I can provide more information for exact details. Please see below for a copy of a post that Spartan made describing exactly what this changes mean.

SPARTAN Post – https://www.arcgames.com/en/forums/startrekonline/#/discussion/1230472/tribble-maintenance-and-release-notes-april-18-2017/p1
On the live servers, the damage buff is directly proportional to missing health; Go Down Fighting 3 activated at 50% health gives a buff of 66.4% Bonus All Damage, or 107.9% if activated at 0% health.

Prior to this patch, Go Down Fighting’s damage buff was proportional to missing health squared; Go Down Fighting 3 activated at 50% health gave a buff of 37.5% Bonus All Damage, and gave a buff of 150% if activated at 0%.

As of this patch, Go Down Fighting 3’s damage buff is once again linear – it gives you 50% Bonus All Damage while it is active and you are at 50% health or higher, and 100% Bonus All Damage if it is active and you are at 0% health. Because 50% is more than 37.5%, it is a higher buff than the previous state at 50% hull, and because 100% is less than 150%, the buff is lower at 0% hull. The live server patchnotes will only be relative to the live state, and will not have this extra state to compare against; 50% is less than 66.4%, and 100% is less than 107.9%; so the patchnotes will not have to do multi-point comparison.


The community reaction on this has been very loud. Originally, there had been changes to GDF so it couldn’t be used with the Temporal Specialisation Tier 4 passives – Continuity (http://sto.gamepedia.com/Captain_Specialization/Temporal_Operative_skills

A change a few weeks ago, reinstated the ability for GDF to be used with the temporal specialization. The reaction to that was massive, us tribble testers basically slammed Borticus for one of the most stupid decisions every made, enough so we were told to basically calm down.

The decision was so stupid, even I was calling for Borticus to resign (Alot of you know how big it is for me to have this kind of reaction). However, a patch about one week later (which is the current one I have described) has found a nice balance point between the two.

The testers opinions, are that GDF should be a last ditch effort, when you have a high probability of dying, and that you need a last minute boost to try and save your arse. However, currently on holodeck alot of tactical captains were using it, along with temporal specialization, to get massive damage boosts, with no downsides for using it.


Yoda disapproves

Ok, OK Yoda, I will get to the point. GDF changes are going to be very interesting come live date in a few days. I am honesty expecting a big reaction from this from the greater community. One point of worry for one alliance captain, is indeed a valid concern.

“Thinking about it more, I’m actually really dreading the changes to GDF. Back when it used to be like that, I’d get yelled at for ruining someone’s GDF. If they yelled at me, I stopped healing them and then they yelled at me for not healing them. Sorry, but I don’t have time to sit there and watch your buffs”.

For alot of you who weren’t around, alot of us healers and tank flyers would get raged at if we tried to heal a tactical captain when they were aiming for GDF. Then, we would get yelled at for not healing them when they died. Bascially for healers and tank flyers, come 25th April, we might very well again be put into our own hell version of “No Win scenario” with tactical captains.


One of the most interesting series of changes has been to Science captain and science BOFF abilities. These changes have been flowing back and forth for ages, with tweaks, removals, additions, re-addition and all sorts of changes.

Feedback Pulse

Feedback pulse is a science BOFF ability from Lt Commander upwards. It reflects energe damage fired at the caster back to the point of origin, usually with a boost coupled to it. Due to some issues, I was only able to get a screenshot of the tribble data for FBP (Feedback Pulse).

Tribble data on Feedback pulse. Screenshot taken using Captain Karli, my science captain in service to the Ausmonaut fleet

One of the major changes to feedback pulse, is the following,

Feedback Pulse:
The damage reflection can no longer critically hit
The percentage of reflected no longer scales with damage bonuses
The percentage reflected is now capped at 50%, 75%, or 100% based on rank
The default reflection amount is now significantly lower at each rank

Also, another change made to feedback pulse is it reflects that damage type back at the attacker. So, if an attacker invests or has invested some points in damage resistance, the feedback pulse damage will take the damage resistance into account before applying its final damage amount.

This can definitely be seen as a major reduction in feedback pulses ability. But, with some of the boosting that some elite PvE players were doing using this ability, tied with others (plasma consoles) FBP was getting some incredibly high numbers in damage parsers. This change can definitely been seen as really reducing FBP capabilities in PvE and PvP (which I am sure that will make some vapers happy).


The community has been very supportive of this move for PvE side of things. With many elites even agreeing that they were exploiting FBP with other consoles to get their high damage parse numbers. I am also sure, that vapers are going to be jumping for joy with these changes, as they were usually the most loud in whining about FBP.

However, hold your horses vapers. Yes, indeed, these changes make FBP a whole lot less useful in PvP, but lets remember one thing. FBP will still hit like a truck, as it is still using your own build against you. With a ship built to vape big cruisers with 100k hull and high resistances, is still going to fall pray to FBP.

It wont happen as often, but it will still happen. Just dont get too comforable, because science ships have some new tricks up their sleeve 🙂


Target X Subsystems is a relatively little used ability for science vessels. The ability allows you to upgrade your next beam attack to have a chance to reduce a targets subsystem power, as well as have a chance to knock the subsystem offline. It was little used, as with immunities, having to slot a beam array on the ship, as well as player resistances had turned this ability into a “why even bother”.

However, salvation is on the way 🙂

Holodeck > Tribble comparsion. Screenshot taken using Captain Karli, my science captain with the ausmonauts using a T6 Vesta class starship

The new changes on tribble greatly increase “Target X Subsystems” ability to be useful. While its subsystem time has been reduced, the ability itself has been upgraded to be able to use ALL ENERGY WEAPONS. That’s right, cannons, turrets can now use target x subsystem. Also, the energy drain has a capability to slowly stack over time.


Little has been said about this change. However, from the comments I have seen, it has been all positive. Alot of captains are agreeing this change does indeed seem squared at trying to improve this science ship ability. How useful it is actually going to be, I will say fairly minimum. However, it will be interesting to see if anyone can make a build around this ability. We shall soon see.


Subnuc, is a science captains ability. It has the capability to remove all BUFFs a target has on itself, as well as increase the recharge time of the targets captain and ship abilities. This ability for the longest time has been a cornerstone of a science captain, with the ability to really cripple a target. With the tribble changes, it has become a even more dangerous ability.

Holodeck to Tribble Comparison. Shot taken using Captain Karli, my science captain in service with the Ausmonaut Fleet.

As you can see, one of the major changes to subnuc beam has been an additional of a reduction in all damage to whoever gets hit with the beam. This damage reduction is quite large at 75%. This change in this ability will make it definitely more useful against NPCs, especially the “boss” versions in several elite queues.

In PvP, this change will definitely throw a curve ball for target captains. Now, not only do they need to deal with their buffs being stripped, they could also have to deal with their outgoing damage being reduced. How effective this will be is unknown, but it is definitely something else to think about in the heat of battle.


Community reaction has been mixed on this change. It has definitely being appreciated by science captains, looking for some more functionality over an ability they were increasing not using, or not being able to be used in PvE, PvP.

Tactical captains, have been just as mixed. Some are welcoming the change, while others are quite angry. The larger community reaction will be unknown, until some more queues and PvP matches are held after April 25th. After that stage, I am sure we will get more of a feel for this particular change.


Scattering field, is a Science Captain’s ability. It provides a immunity to teleport, as well as a energe damage resistance boost for 30 seconds. It has a relatively long cooldown of 3 minutes. The changes on tribble, have definitely increased the abilities usefulness in PvE and PvP.

Holodeck to Tribble Comparison. Screenshot taken using Captain Karli, my science captain in service with the Ausmonauts.

As you can see, Scattering field received a boost to its damage resistance increase. However, another big change on that part, has been the change from “ENERGY DAMAGE RESISTANCE” to “All Damage resistance”. Scattering field will now provide a very decent boost for science captains in a pinch.

However, the biggest change has been the damage bonus increase. This change was rather unexpected, but has been well welcomed by the community. This damage boost can also affect your teammates if they are within a 3km radius during scattering fields use. From all accounts, this boost type is Category 2. Which would make it a significant boost to any tactical captain flying nearby :).


The communities reaction on this change has been positive. Alot of people are applauding the change in the damage resistance boost. Giving Science captains a bit more chance to survive, especially with how the game has developed over the past few years with damage source types (physical, electrical etc).

Naturally, the community is also applauding the damage boost (But honesty, when did a STOP player ever say its a bad idea to add a damage boost into the game :)).

Personally, I see nothing but good changes for science captains. It will be interesting to see how it affects PvE and PvP.


Engineering Captains. Alot of Engineering captains, including myself, had been feeling left out in the cold compared to the other two captain types. Alot of what made engineering captains “us” had been either giving to the other two, placed into lock boxes, consoles that did the job better than our captain abilities.

Basically, a lot of us had been feeling like being not wanted, even being a burden on our team.

However, with several changes in game design, reductions in what tactical captains could get away with, along with several BUFFs, i believe engineer captains might just be finding their groove and place in the game again.


EPS Power transfer is a engineering captain ability. It provides a boost to power level settings and power levels. Along with a increase in the power transfer rate. For a while when the game began, this made Engineering Captains the kings of power generation capabilities. However, with multiple additions and changes over the years, it had become some what deappreciated.

However, some changes coming, are definitely going to brighten alot of engineering captains day.

Holodeck to Tribble Comparison. Screenshot taken using Admiral Aaron, my engineering captain in command of the 101st fleet

While the power level increase has been more normalized, the biggest change has been the increase to maximum power levels. Come April 25th, engineer captains will be able to increase their ships maximum power levels from 125/130 up to 150/155.

There is a similar Intel BOFF ability that can do this as well, Override System safeties, which all captains with a ship that has a Lt Commander Intel seat can access. However, the biggest bonus of EPS Power transfer is that it can stack with OSS. A engineer captain, using OSS and EPS power transfer, can now boost their ships maximum power level upwards to 200.

This is a massive potential advantage for engineer captains. As it makes them the sole captain type to be able to reach these heights of power capability. Exactly what this means in terms of builds, is unknown. However, it does make engineer captains very valuable, as since EPS can be cast on other players, it makes them a dangerous opponent especially if left to their own devices.


What can I say, us engineer captains are jumping for joy a these changes. With that addition to EPS, it has again made us kings of power generation, which what was originally intended to be what was one of the defining qualities of a engineer captain.

It will be interesting to see if there is any negative feedback to this change, and if there is, exactly what would be negative?


Miracle worker is a engineer captain ability. It allows engineer captains to give their ships a large hull and shield regen heal. This ability occurs instantly, and has a base 4 minute cooldown.

Miracle worker, back in the day, was a very good captain ability. It allow engineer captains to have alot more survivability in any ship they flew, compared to Science and Tactical captains. However, overtime, what made Miracle worker unique was added to ship traits, consoles, and other abilities. What was worse, was that these consoles and abilities usually had similar healing potential, with alot smaller cooldowns.

Overtime, while miracle worker was still useful, it was simply outclassed by other abilities that science and tactical captains could use, or get them hands on. Basically, miracle worker had become obsolete. That, however has changed with the the space balance pass.

Holodeck to Tribble comparison. Screenshot taken using Admiral Aaron, my engineer captain in charge of the 101st fleet.

Miracle worker has been buffed by a large margin. It’s hull healing has been increased by many times over, as shown in the above picture. Another change has been an addition of a secondary shield boost when using miracle worker.

Secondly shield is exactly what it sounds like. It is a secondary shield that takes any hits meant for shields before your primary shields take damage. While only lasting for 15 seconds, it can be a very good boost when a engineer captain is under attack by many opponents or an especially dangerous one.

This change will definitely benefit Engineer captains. As since Delta Rising, ships hull hit points had increased dramatically and were still increasing, while miracle workers heal had been left in the stone age of prior to Delta Rising. Come April 25th, this long standing oversight will now be addressed.


Engineer captains have been jumping with joy, myself included. Miracle workers low hull heal compared to the current game state, had been a major pain for us for many years. The secondary shield addition is a very welcome one, especially considering the prevalence of more and more shield bypassing player abilities and weapons.

While secondary shields wont affect this capability much, having additional shields in a crisis situation against a enemy who may not have shield bypassing capabilities, is indeed well welcome.


Some consoles (ship consoles) have also been changed or amended with the upcoming changes. Alot of these changes have really divided the community, and produced some of the biggest rage moments I have seen in the community so far.

“Note” I will not be addressing the plasma consoles from the embassy. While they are the biggest change, I had trouble getting accurate and confirmed information. Whenever this is a glitch in my settings on tribble, or something else is unknown. As a result, with me being unable to confirm results, I decided to not include something i couldn’t quantify.


The RIF console, is a console that comes with the Sasmar class shipo. This ship was a 4th anniversary reward ship many years ago. Also, it is a ship and console that can be picked up by the phoenix lockbox that sporadically shows up.

This console provides a passive % hull healing increase when slotted. It also is a clickable console that provides a instant hull hit points hull heal, then a 20 second addition hull heals based on the damage you do. The console has a 2 minute base cooldown. This console has been a big dividing point for the community, even more so with the changes coming April 25th.

Holodeck to Tribble comparison. Screenshot taken by my engineer Captain – Admiral Lawford, in command of the 101st fleet

As you can see, the consoles instance hull heal has been reduced by roughly 30%. Whats more, is that its secondary effect has been reduced in the amount of time and procs it can occur. Going to a 10 second timeframe and 5 procs per second max (compared to 20 seconds, and 10 procs on holodeck).

This is a big change. It still makes the RIF console a very good console, but no where near as effective as it is currently.


This change has divided the community. Alot of players, including myself, have welcomed the changed as we believed the console was far too overpowered for its own good. On the opposite side, there have been players who have been raging beyond belief at this change (Some, even to the point saying there tank ships is ruined, and you cannot tank without the console).

Let me expand on that last point. Alot of you know, I have a massive dislike of this console. While I had no problems with the instant heal, or the % boost, by biggest bugbear was its secondary effect. The console giving heals based on your outgoing damage, several times per second. Also, these heals weren’t small, over a 10 second period, a tactical captain or high DPSer could get upwoods of 100k hull points within 10 seconds.

Simply, the console was in my opinion, OP as fuck. However, whenever i tried to mention this in Reddit or in some chat channels, I would get downvoted to hell, or i would receive some very nasty PM messages.

So to say I am happy about this change, would be a understatement. I can see the massive firestorm of rage come April 25th, from alot of captains who relied on this console alone to keep themselves alive, and to get massive DPS numbers.

But, in order to by objective, I need to be honest with my audience. I honesty don’t mind if there is massive rage. This console has needed a serious re-balance for years, and to see it finally happening, brings me alot of joy, as well as some personal pride. Because in my opinion, if the devs are doing these changes, they agree with my assessment of the console.

After years of being targeted for my views on this console, it is nice to have a victory once in a while 🙂


Plasmonic leech is a console all players can get from a lockbox, or for the klingons from one of their C Store ships. This console currently drains power levels from a target, and gives the power to the player. This console can be boosted using the DrainX skill points, getting to a stage where players could get massive power boosts to all their systems at once.

However, the tribble changes will dramatically change how the leech works, and alot of players are unhappy about it.

Holodeck > Tribble comparison. Screenshot taken using Captain Nolla, my science captain under the 102nd fleet

As you can see, there have been massive changes to the leech. While you can still drain a target’s power levels, it no longer boosts your own power levels for the same amount. Also, there is a stack limit to the power drain, while before, it had no stack limit.

Additionally, the leech’s power boost to yourself is no longer affected by the drainX skill points. Basically, the maximum amount of power you can now receive in each subsystem is +7.5. This still makes the leech console one of the best power consoles in the game, as it boosts all subsystems, not just one.

The communities reaction, well……


The community reaction has been massive, as well as divided. You can tell easily how divided this change is by checking this thread on the official forums.


Alot of players are applauding the change, as they believed the console gave far too much, in comparison to its cost. However, a very vocal section of the community has been screaming bloody murder over this change. Demanding they want their money/funds back for what they did to get the console.

Now this reaction has definitely super charged the community. Its going to be even more interesting when the larger player base “feels” this affect come April 25th. Myself, personally I am happy for the change, as the power boost he leech could give was far too much for relatively little effort.

Personally, the way Cryptic have changed the power boost, is a nice middle ground for this sort of console, which has been so ingrained into the “meta” for many years.


One of the biggest changes, coming April 25th, is the change to player immunity’s. Immunity’s are basically a sort of buff or resistance to disable attacks. If you are hit with a disable attack, and manage to escape it, you can a time period where you are immune to that sort of attack again.

Alot of BOFF abilities also have immunity’s that could be used or case before being hit with disables or other type of debuffs. Originally, there were massive gaps when you were still vulnerable to attack. But over the years, the building up of player immunity’s, abilities and gear made it next to impossible to disable anyone, or even have any more of window to disable someone.

The changes coming in season 13, change all of that. This is a section of patch notes that deal with the changes.

All “Hot Restart” powers that automatically remove a subsystem offline no longer attempt to cleanse uncleansable effects, and have a 60 second lockout on a per-subsystem basis
All holds now give their target hold resistance for a short duration when they end.
All disables now give their target hold resistance for a short duration when they end.
All player damage immunities now place a 15 second lockout on you during which you cannot activate or otherwise be affected by any more damage immunities
All player damage immunities are now buffs that can be removed by buff removing abilities


Lockout cooldown

As you can see here, this is a massive change. More so for PvP players who relied on stacking immunities. With a lockout in place for using immunities, as well as the immunity BUFFs being able to be removed, it is going to be a big game changer.


The community reaction has been mixed. Alot of players are furious about the immunity changes. However, alot of players are glad as it is fixing a long standing issue with PvP, and some real dick players who kept stacking immunities for no real downside. The fact that the BUFFs can also be removed, is definitely going to open up a new tactical and strategic play styles in PvP.

Exactly how the larger community is going to react, I am fairly certain alot of them are going to be extremely unhappy. As a general rule, alot of players dont like challenges, or not being able to simply blow through with no real hassle. These changes, has the potential to affect that status quo, and as you all know, alot of players dont like it when their status quo is reduced, or removal completely.


Overall, the changes I have described seem to have targeted alot, if not all the “meta” that player base at large used to breeze through STFs, and the game in general. I can only guess at the massive amount of rage that will occur when this goes live. But I haven’t been involved in a game rebalance where this hasn’t happened, so it is situation normal, all fucked up on that area 🙂

As for Captains, I believe that both Science and Engineer captains have received alot of boosts and changes to increase their worth in the game. With alot of ability and console changes, I feel Science Captains and Engineer captains will close some of the gap between themselves and tacs.

Tactical captains, well, what can I say but this. You got reduced/nerfed, and you got nerfed hard. I cannot believe I am seeing the day when tactical captain abilities, and tactical captains in general would get broad and sweeping reductions and changes. It has always seemed that Cryptic were afraid to change this group of players.

Well, that period seems to be over, and Cryptic have gone for the throat. While, strictly speaking this changes are minor to medium in scale, added on to all the other changes, Tactical captains are going to see massive performance decreases. How do I feel about this, considering I have two tactical captains myself?

Well, I am both glad and concerned. Glad that tactical captains seem to be finally be not so untouchable anymore. I am also concerned at how the tactical captain player base is going to react. Considering they have been on cloud nine for many a year. How does one predict how this group will react, when they get smacked in the face hard?


I hope you enjoyed this little bit of information and discussion regarding the upcoming space balance changes. As I have said before, there are countless more changes than I have mentioned, or could even write about. Such as temporal specialization change interactions, and other BOFF abilites.

My best advice to everyone, is to have a open mind come April 25th. There will be countless changes, additions, BUFFs, reductions and unknown interactions with your ship and crew.

This is reporter Foxman86, for the Equator Alliance News Network, signing off.

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*Bridge of the U.S.S. Righetti, Alpha shift *

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Feb 142017


Lieutenant R’rarj glanced down as the indicator light on the communications portion of his console began to flash. Seated at the Operations One station at the front of the bridge he glanced back at Captain Elea who was casually leaning to the side of her command chair reviewing the latest status reports from the ships’ various departments. Ahead of him the view screen displayed the stars, slightly elongated by their low warp travel.

The deployment along the edges of Federation space in the Beta quadrant had been fairly quiet until the previous month when Starfleet had made contact with a new species called the Lukari. Having recently passed the warp barrier, Starfleet had detailed several vessels to assist them in exploring the greater galaxy. The discovery of new friends had unfortunately also brought renewed hostilities between the Federation and old foes, the Tzenkethi. R’rarj got the impression from his fellow crew mates that although the Righetti had yet to have direct confrontation with this hostile reptilian species the majority felt it was only a matter of time. No one was particularly worried, merely a feeling of confidence with resigned inevitability. They had all been through many more dire conflicts together, specifically both the Borg and the Iconians. The Tzenkethi, while dangerous, were not even close to that level of threat.

“Captain, incoming message from Starfleet Command. It’s Admiral Quinn ma’am,” R’rarj called over his right shoulder. “I wonder if it’s those new assignment instructions we’ve been expecting?” he mused quietly to himself, felinoid ears swiveled back towards his captain awaiting further instructions.

Lujayne Elea uncoiled herself from her command chair, stretching a bit as she stood. “Pipe it into my ready room, I’ll take it in there. Maybe it is the new assignment instructions Lieutenant, but given some of the strange jobs we’ve gotten from the Admiral in the past, let’s try not to speculate” she said with a small smirk.

R’rarj’s ears flattened with embarrassment at the soft rebuke and he sat straighter. “Yes ma’am, understood. I was unaware Trill had such excellent hearing ma’am, I’ll try to keep future commentary strictly in thought form. Transferring Admiral Quinn to your ready room.”

“Thank you Lieutenant. And remember, that thought-form commentary might still get you in trouble if you ever serve under a Betazoid commander. Commander Grenic, you have the bridge.” And with that, Lujayne strode off the bridge, ready room doors sliding shut behind her as first officer Yalal Grenic shot R’rarj a disapproving look. Captain Elea was fine with her senior officers bantering but Yalal’s job was to ensure and enforce proper decorum.



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The better part of an hour had passed by the time Lujayne re-emerged from her ready room. The conversation with Admiral Quinn had not been what she had been expecting and she wasn’t sure how to feel about the new orders. They were simultaneously exciting and heart-wrenching and she’d needed to take a moment to compose herself, putting her captain face back on before exiting her small sanctum.

Striding back into the center of the bridge she began issuing orders to the Caitian flight controller seated beside Lieutenant R’rarj. “Lieutenant Liow’an, recall all drones and probes and then set course for Deep Space Nine, Warp six.” Turning to her executive officer she simply said “Staff meeting, all department heads and senior staff. Conference room, fifteen minutes.” Nodding, Cdr. Grenic began accessing the comm system to distribute the instructions. Lujayne eased herself gracefully back into her chair and began calling up various screens on the armrest to pull information from while her crew executed her guidance.

Liow’an completed laying in the course, turning to the captain. “Ma’am, all drones recalled and back in the hangar. Course for DS9 is laid in. ETA 4 days, 13 hours at Warp six.”

“Understood. Engage.” Captain Elea ordered, watching the main viewscreen with a wistfulness her XO noticed but did not speculate about, before losing herself in whatever data she had pulled up on her own monitors.

Fifteen minutes later Righetti’s senior staff was seated around the elliptical conference table in their customary seats. Lujayne slowly strolled into the room and made her way to the head of the table, glancing at her officers as she did so.

Her back to the windows, Commander Elaje Fyrsuk was massaging the ridges at the top of her nose, clearly trying to relieve stress over whatever new problem had cropped up down in engineering. Righetti was still a new vessel, less than three years old and Fyrsuk knew the systems of the Vesta-class explorer better than most of the people who had designed her. The sleek starship was packed to the gills with a wide variety of complex systems, some barely past the experimental phase. Despite the experience of her Bajoran Chief Engineer and the vessel’s youth, the unfortunate reality was that the more complex a system was, the more likely it was to need higher levels of maintenance. Despite the daily stresses, Fyrsuk would be the first to extoll the virtues of the Vesta design.

Dr. Cyphert was sitting beside Fyrsuk quietly discussing stress management techniques. The ship’s human Chief Medical Officer was an outspoken proponent of an ancient Terran stress-relieving exercise discipline known as yoga and was always trying to introduce it to new acolytes. Lieutenant Commander Mouja listened as well with a sensual intensity typical of many Orion women as she slumped bonelessly in her chair. The ship’s senior science officer’s personality typically displayed as a curious mix of aloof disinterest punctuated by bursts of intense focus that had captivated more than a few of her crewmates.

On the opposite side of the table sat security chief Lieutenant Toezza Dtuza, exiled Voth scientist Dr. Nelen Exil, and second officer Commander Emaale Beetoer. The Operations Officer was having a discussion with the two seated next to her which seemed to be focused on ways the Ops department could facilitate more rapid security response in the event of a boarding event. Being the junior officer in the room, Ensign Sek sat silently at the far end of the table absorbing the conversations as the green sensor bar on his canine-like Breen helmet swept back and forth. The assistant tactical officer was not known for his gregarious demeanor but had proven to be a valuable member of the crew since joining two years prior as part of a foreign officer exchange program.

Trailed into the room by Yalal and R’rarj who had been on the bridge with her, Lujayne waited until they took their seats to begin. All conversation instantly ceased, officers straightened in their seats, and all eyes turned towards her as she dropped into the form-adjusting chair at the head of the table.

“People there’s no easy way to break this news so I’ll get direct to the point. Admiral Quinn has ordered Righetti to proceed immediately to Deep Space Nine where I will relinquish command. I have been asked to become the senior field commander for the Starfleet Field Operational Test Command’s project November X-Ray, Yankee division.” The reactions around the table ranged from curiosity to sadness to anger to no visible reaction at all. Ensign Sek was not known for his facial expressions any more than his verbose nature.

Nelen Exil raised his hand “Captain, what is project November X-Ray?”

Adelia Cyphert smiled and let loose a small chuckle. “Beat me to it Dr. Exil. I was just going to pretend I knew what the Captain was talking about.” Her smile slowly faded when Commander Grenic glared at her and the captain’s expression did not change. “Sorry,” she apologized and sat back in her seat.

Addressing the Voth exile Lujayne leaned forward and continued. “Good question Nelen, I’m sure you and Dr. Cyphert are not the only two in the dark about this project. Basically it is Starfleet’s next generation starship design program. Yankee division’s focus tends to be on longer-range explorer type vessels while Zulu division is meant for tactical focus vessels like the Defiant-class. Once the projects graduate from the November X-Ray program they end up at shipyards yards like Utopia Planetia or McKinley Station for major construction. However the November X-Ray program has been known to produce some test models when secrecy is necessary. With the rise of recent small-scale conflicts with the Voth and Vaadwaur, not to mention the Federation nearly being destroyed by the Iconians a year and a half ago, the NX program has received significantly increased attention from high level sources.”

“I am allowed to bring up to 40% of Righetti’s crew with me on this assignment including any senior officer who wants to come with. I have been ordered to assume the temporary position as Commodore and will be conducting field testing on the third flight of Vesta-class ship. I won’t say it’s a ground-up rebuild but it did take the Vesta design we know and changed quite a bit. Most of you were with me on Phoenix Askani, she was an original Vesta design based off of the 2379 design. Righetti as you know is a second-flight ship, and is an upgrade. This third-flight has been under development for years but the research teams have been pretty far removed from the front lines. They’re the research arm while we represent the operational arm of Starfleet.”

“Basically my job, and whoever joins me, is to go poke holes in the design and figure out what improvements need modification in order to be useful in actual operations. This brings us to the risk/reward part of the discussion however. If the project has not progressed far enough, based off of my/our feedback, there is the potential that I and whatever team assist me in the evaluation will not have a vessel for months, possibly more than a year. If the NX team has managed to create a workable template however, you will be the first to crew a third-flight Vesta class vessel.”

Sitting back to survey the room, Lujayne finished her brief “No one besides myself is required to join this evaluation team. Anyone who remains on-board after we arrive at Deep Space Nine will continue as part of Righetti’s crew in their current capacity, or possibly even advance to a higher position if the position is vacant. I don’t know who the new captain will be but Admiral Quinn has told me they are already enroute to DS9. Take the next 36 hours to consider the offer. Ensure your divisions are all fully briefed and given the same offer. Specific job classification is unimportant, Starfleet is as eager to hear about the medical bay as they are the data-burst uplinks.”

“All department heads will file their summaries, complete with crew evaluation files no later than 48 hours from now. Commander Grenic and I will review all applications for transfer. If more than 40% of the crew wants to take this challenge we will adjudicate and take the best candidates. Questions?” Lujayne asked as her staff shook their heads. “Ok, dismissed.”

As she left the conference room she heard her officers begin to talk excitedly between themselves. A small smile pulled at the corners of her mouth and she hoped these were not the last few days she would spend working with them.

Lujayne did not have long to wait for her response. Within 24 hours of the briefing in the conference room over 80% of the crew had filed transfer applications to join the test program, including her entire senior staff. She and the senior staff spent the next 3 days reviewing personnel files and ranking the transfer potentials. By the time Righetti entered Bajoran space everyone who’s transfer had been accepted was informed to begin packing their personal belongings. Lujayne filed a second report for Righetti’s incoming commander recommending promotions and personnel slotting for the crew members who were not selected for the test program, to help fill some of the personnel vacancies.

As the spider-like pylons of Deep Space Nine came into view Commander Grenic began issuing orders.  “Ops, purge the Bussard Collectors and de-ionize the hull, I don’t want any static discharges when we dock. Helm, ahead one quarter impulse until we are within 50 thousand kilometers, then utilize thrusters. Tactical, hail DS9 Ops and get docking instructions, coordinate with helm to get us to the correct pylon.”

“Engineering begin securing both the primary warp core and the slipstream core. Righetti is going to be here for a few days during these transfers and the impulse reactors will provide sufficient power. No reason to burn deuterium without good cause.”

“Toezza, have your security teams standing by to help secure the transfer of personal goods from Righetti to DS9’s cargo bay 2. Most of us have been here before and know that there are some unsavory people onboard who’d love to embarrass Starfleet by stealing half a crews’ personal belongings. Not to mention any names *cough*Quark*cough*. Captain to the Bridge, we are on final approach to Deep Space Nine.”




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Lujayne exited her ready room as Lt (J.G.) Kal’eth parroted back “Thrusters to station keeping, aye. Docking clamps extended, umbilicals attached. Air pressure holding steady. Docking procedure complete ma’am.” Yalal turned to Captain Elea “Ma’am, we are docking complete at upper pylon 3. Security teams are beginning the transfer of everyone’s personal goods to Cargo Bay 2.”

Lujayne smiled “Excellent work Commander. Commander Beetoer open the ship-wide intercom. I’d like to address the crew.” A shrill boatswain’s whistle piped through the speakers all over the ship as Lujayne began her address. “Officers and crewmembers of the Righetti it has been one of the great honors of my life serving as your captain these past two years. We have persevered under the most grueling of conditions, defending the Federation from enemies foreign and domestic and helping our civilization avoid Armageddon on more than one occasion. We have become a family through both the losses we have suffered and the triumphs we have celebrated. I know a large portion of you will be joining me on our upcoming testbed assignment and I’m sorry I could not take everyone who applied. Those of you who remain will form a critical link in ensuring the continued success of this great ship. You have the knowledge of her quirks and abilities that no one else does, and most of you will be receiving promotions and/or transfers to positions of greater responsibility in light of your hard work and never-ending pursuit of greatness. I wish you all the best and know you’ll help the incoming command team do great things. Thank you all, Elea out.”

She turned to Yalal and ordered “All stations to station-borne control, begin the transfer of all personnel. The Keldon cruiser Scharnhorst will arrive at DS9 the day after tomorrow to retrieve the first batch of transfers. U.S.S. Gunfighter and U.S.S. Kendrick will complete the final transfers in 5 days. Captain Kurland has already arranged for temporary quarters for our transferring personnel. In-bound personnel will begin arriving later today which is why we need to vacate the on-ship quarters. The incoming XO will be here in about 2 hours, a Commander Johansenn. Show him every courtesy and answer whatever questions he has. Starfleet Command has ordered me to take one of Righetti’s runabouts to the Elvren system at once. I’ll meet you all once you get there but they want me on ground there first, so to speak. Good luck.” As she walked towards the turbolift, Lujayne heard Yalal give a quiet command to the lieutenant at Ops but paid it no mind.

“Deck twelve, shuttlebay,” she ordered, and the turbolift quickly delivered her near the shuttlebay. As the doors parted a boatswain’s whistle shrilled and Lujayne exited the lift to see the corridor lined on both sides with Righetti crewmembers standing at attention. As she passed she noticed all of the faces were the crewmembers not participating in the transfer. The murmuring began as she slowly walked the halls, quietly in deference to protocol.

“Thank you Captain.”

“Godspeed Captain.”

“Live long and prosper Captain.”

“It’s been an honor Captain.”

Lujayne was forced to muster all of her will to keep from shedding tears as she made her way down the hall, shaking the hands and patting her crew on the shoulder as she passed, thanking them individually. It wasn’t until the boarding hatch on the runabout sealed that she allowed the tears to flow, saying goodbye to her home and her subordinates that she had led and shaped over the last two years. By the time the shuttlebay door had retracted the tears had stopped and the excitement over this next chapter in her life had taken root.




Captain’s log – Stardate 94715.05

We have been in operation here at Starbase 285 in the Elvren system for a little over 5 weeks now. The Starbase is relatively small by Starbase standards, but it serves well enough. The small construction yard outside is heavily fortified. There are about 15 different types of prototype vessels under construction. This research facility has the largest industrial replicators I have ever seen in my life. They are capable of creating whole nacelles in 8 hours. Automated drones overseen by some of the most grizzled and experienced engineers in Starfleet can put together an entire vessel in about a week. It would still require a great deal final outfitting at one of the major shipyards but a basic vessel is space worthy with low warp capability.

The three ships NX project wanted my teams to investigate have been termed the Esquiline, Palatine, and Brigid sub-types to the Vesta line. Our first testbed was the Palatine type. We christened her the U.S.S. Masterson. She possessed an interesting layout with flattened nacelles and low vertical profile similar to the Intrepid-class with many of the strengths and weaknesses of the older platform. She utilized a new nillimite-neutronium alloy with large sections of tetraburnium alloys which strengthened the hull compared to earlier Vesta ships like Askani and Righetti. Fyrsuk estimates Masterson is 13% more durable than any of her predecessors. The added benefit to this was that it reduced the amount of power we needed to divert to the structural integrity field during normal operations, freeing up additional power for other systems. There were numerous software and hardware improvements as well, as would be expected from an advanced prototype.

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U.S.S. Masterson, NCC-93318


We filed our reports with the design teams and were told to hang tight for about a week while the Brigid subtype was finished. I authorized leave for anyone who requested it since Earth was only about an 18-hour trips and we had four runabouts OPCON’d to us. I stayed at the Starbase with my Bajoran tag-team of Fyrsuk and Beetoer refining suggestions and systems. One of the ideas floated based off the designs that were available was a redesigned primary/secondary deflector systems. Basically with some of the technology available plus the advanced projection systems available on the Vesta ships they were able to design a system capable of projecting immense radiation and electrical damage that could bypass or overload shield generators easily.

When we presented our briefing the design team looked at each other, dumbfounded that they could have overlooked this possibility. The man in charge of the program, Admiral Targus, started laughing so hard I thought I was going to have to call a medic, stating that this is why they have fleet engineers supervise this portion of the design phase because “even eggheads can miss things”. Bolians certainly are a jovial people.

We did run into some troubles when we discovered that these new technologies impinged upon the system routing for the sympathetic fermion transceiver and quantum field focusing circuits. Those systems, while not critical to starship operation help add a variety of options that Vesta captains like myself would be loath to part with. One of the “eggheads” floated the idea of what if we mounted one of the old Nebula-class mission pods to the back of the Brigid to create space for the necessary machinery. The engineer was completely professional but I know I saw a bit of smugness in his expression when Admiral Targus admitted it was a great idea.

Commander Beetoer asked permission to christen this second testbed as the U.S.S. DeBoer after a friend of hers from the academy who had perished in the Iconian conflict. It was as good as done. The new pod did change both our energy and subspace profiles and as such required significant recalculations to our warp field geometry to reach slipstream velocities. For most of the week the computers on the Starbase performed hundreds of thousands of simulations each day before discovering a configuration that worked. Until that point we conducted tests at standard warp velocity and they were extremely successful. DeBoer was a joy to command, even better than Masterson before her. Responsive and we were able to get quality testing out of the new isometric discharge array and radion pulse matrix. Lieutenant R’rarj and Lt. Cdr Mouja were thrilled with the new technologies and arguments coming from the starbase mess hall over who could come up with more uses for the new systems became a regular occurrence. I readily appreciated both the tactical and scientific possibilities the systems brought with them.


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U.S.S. DeBoer, NCC-98573

We did extend our test period with the DeBoer two days longer than original specified trying to solve the slipstream problem without success. Our engineering teams worked 18 hour shifts with the starbase design teams trying to solve it. It was after 0300 on the 9th day of testing before one of the joint teams made a breakthrough. The flat longitudinal nacelle layout that DeBoer has was causing a phase variance that escalated exponentially once the drive was engaged and caused enough interference with the chroniton integration sensors that the computer automatically cut the slipstream drive. Well…that was problematic to say the least. The simplest solution was to redesign the nacelle layout, which was incorporated into the final variant we were testing, the Esquiline variant.

Visually she was the most appealing to me, having a similar profile to Righetti and Askani, with the mission pod that reminded me of the days commanding Lauren Cohen, my old Luna-class ship. The new deflector dish was not as sleek as the earlier Vestas I have commanded but there was renewed emphasis on the secondary deflector which was about 30% larger. I did like the bridge being a bit more recessed than earlier versions as well. We were pleasantly surprised in the pre-mission briefing when the development team revealed the new mission pod redesign included several tachyon emitter/receiver modules. According to the brief this would allow us to simultaneously drain an opponent’s shields while boosting the integrity of our own. Intriguing if it works as advertised.

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U.S.S. Staite, NCC-97617

Under direct orders from Admiral Targus we were told not to christen this ship yet, the Admiralty would take any suggestion we had under advisement but were reserving naming rights at the flag officer-level. We just took to calling her the Young One, for lack of a better name We spent two weeks taking this ship on trial runs, stressing each system per a scripted series of events. The slipstream drive worked like a charm, everything worked as advertised. She handled like a dream, even with a skeleton crew. We only had about 300 crewmembers from Righetti on our staff, plus about 50 Starbase 285 technicians on a ship designed for 750 but we had no issues maintaining all systems through each test. It was gratifying as a captain to see. I think I overheard some of the SB285 technicians talking about putting in transfer paperwork to join our crew. I’m sure the Admiral would love to lose his staff to a visiting commander. Hah!

Our two weeks putting the Young One her through her paces, I don’t think there was a soul on board who did not love this ship. My final report to Admiral Targus and Starfleet Command recommended immediate production begin and retrofitting of older Vesta cruisers begin where operationally feasible. We are awaiting follow-on instructions from Command at this time.



Captain’s Log Supplemental – Stardate 94718.05

The order has finally arrived.


From: Admiral Grigori Yanishev, Personnel Division, Starfleet Command

To: Captain Lujayne Elea

Stardate 94717.82

Attention to Orders. You are hereby requested and required to assume command of U.S.S. Staite, NCC-97617 as of this date. Proceed immediately to Starbase 101 for outfitting and shakedown cruise operations.


After a brief moment of confusion when Admiral Targus presented the order to myself and the senior staff, we realized that “the Young One” had been official christened as the U.S.S. Staite after Admiral Jewel Staite, one of the key leaders during the early days of the Federation, just after the Earth Starfleet formally joined with Vulcan and Andor. Since Staite had been a prototype vessel until this point she was only outfitted with basic Class 10 deflectors, shielding, and impulse reactors. As such we would need to receive and test the latest equipment available. The home of 101st Fleet was also home to some of the Federation’s finest shipyards and was only a 4 day journey away at Warp 7. Utopia Planetia and Vulcan shipyards were both closer, however they were focused on rebuilding the fleet after the Iconian invasion devastated over a third of Starfleet. No need to take up a valuable berth at either of those locations for work that 101st Fleet’s technicians could easily accomplish. We would be taking on additional personnel upon arrival as well.

We have completed our farewells to the November X-Ray team and thanked them and the Starbase 285 personnel for being such gracious hosts for the past several weeks. It can always be stressful when dealing with some of the “rear-echelon” Starfleet types who haven’t set foot on an operational starship in several years but it turns out they’re quite adept at working with crews from ships of the line.

Time to get this show on the road.


“Captain Elea, Starbase 285 reports all gantries have been retracted and umbilicals severed. We are clear to proceed to Starbase 101 on your order,” called Lieutenant Roloun, the Paradan helmswoman on shift.

“Understood. Proceed out of the dock on thrusters, take us to half impulse once we’re clear until we break orbit, and then Warp 7.5 to Starbase 101.” Lujayne sat back in her new chair, trying to decide it it was more or less comfortable than Righetti’s big chair. No reason to decide today, she thought to herself, before turning to Yalal. “Commander Grenic, how are the application reviews coming along? I would prefer we have our new crew on board before subsystem installation is complete. If there is a straggler or two who can’t join us until later that’s fine but the shakedown cruise is going to be manpower intensive. Hell, we’re going to be hanging corridor panels the whole way down to Fleet HQ.”

“Ma’am, I’ve been working with the senior staff and I think we’ve got pretty much all positions filled. We’ve got a few transfers coming from the fringes of the Federation but if their records are any indication they’ll be worth waiting for. Assuming there are no travel problems we should not have to delay the shakedown more than a day or two at most.”

“Excellent. I’m going to take a stroll down to Engineering and see how things are going. You have the bridge Commander.” Rising from the chair, Lujayne headed towards the turbolift at the rear of the bridge. Maybe it’s a little more comfortable she mused as the doors slid shut.

“Captain have you seen the specs on the equipment they’ll be installing when we reach 101st? I don’t know where this technology came from, I haven’t seen stuff like this before. It’s like it came from the future!… Wait… Did it come from the future? I know we were involved in those temporal incursions a few months ago? Hell this new warp core has a chroniton signature and is putting out almost 20% more Cochranes than Righetti’s core and I had that thing tuned like a harp. And this deflector dish should boost the relative output of our deflectors by almost the same amount! Between that trick we used to pull turning the deflector into a quantum phaser beam and those new mission pod systems that channel through the dish I would not want to get in a fight with this honey.”

The words just tumbled from Fyrsuk’s mouth so fast that Lujayne couldn’t get a word in edgewise. She was content to let the Chief Engineer chatter about the virtues of the systems they were about to install, finally holding up a hand to try to get Fyrsuk’s attention.

“So you’re saying it’s pretty good stuff? Lujayne asked with a hint of smugness.

“Captain, ‘pretty good stuff’ doesn’t do this justice. If there weren’t restrictors in place these impulse engines would push us to relativistic speeds with a tenth the power a ship built 7-8 years ago would take. The efficiency at low-power settings is over 97.24%!” Commander Elaje gushed.

“Well I’m glad to hear it. I would hate to have called in favors with half the Admirals in Starfleet for anything less than the best. And as a matter of fact it IS from the future. You hit the nail on the head regarding those temporal incursions. Starfleet has been reverse engineering equipment found on some of the wrecks and using salvage to piece together other components. Hell I even had to cut a deal with Admiral Ieon from 102nd Fleet to get the salvaged temporal EPS power taps necessary for Starfleet R&D to build these shields,” Lujayne told her, thinking back to the amicable negotiations she had concluded a few days prior via subspace. “We’re going to be the lead ship outfitted with this equipment set. As it makes its way to the fleet it’ll be more common but like Staite herself, it’s very new, very untested equipment. Our job is to put it through the wringer and see where it shines and fails. Think we’re up to it?”

Fyrsuk grinned and replied with a hearty “Yes ma’am!” as some of the less occupied engineers let out a small cheer. Captain Elea turned slightly and addressed her Chief Engineer in a stage voice “I don’t know Commander, some of our engineer staff seems to be in dire need of work since they seem to have time to stand around eavesdropping. I’ll leave you to your business. Please ensure we’re ready to receive and install the components as soon as we arrive at Starbase 101. As you were,” she said, waiving off the ensign who had been preparing to call the room to attention at the captain’s departure.

As she strolled out of main engineering she heard Fyrsuk begin barking orders to her staff. No easy days for a while, she thought to herself as she made her way towards Sick Bay. As Elea made her way down the halls she passed half a dozen work crews working on the EPS systems or installing new gravity plating. It was a strange feeling walking through the corridors of a Federation starship that still looked comparatively skeletal. Most passageways were still missing half of the wall panels or more. The lighting systems worked just fine but every now and then Lujayne would walk through a dark patch where an overhead light was not yet installed. The work crews at Starbase 101 had their work cut out for them.

A few minutes later she swept through the doors into Sick Bay which was a subdued hive of activity. Dr. Cyphert was tending to a patient wearing Engineering mustard yellow who looked to have a nasty cut on his shoulder. Cyphert finished working with the crewman with the dermal regenerator before handing it to Nurse Zeestou and made her way over to the captain.

“Afternoon Captain,” she said, brushing some of her blonde hair out of her eyes as she glanced around the bay. “What brings you down to my neck of the woods?”

“Good afternoon Adelia. Just taking a walk, seeing how everything is coming along. We won’t arrive at Starbase 101 for two more days, making sure everything is prepared for our arrival. What happened to Crewman Daprirn?”

“Nothing too significant to worry about ma’am,” Cyphert assured her, shaking her head slightly as the pair approached the injured Benzite. “Crewman Daprirn was working in the Jeffries tubes on Deck 6 and failed to notice that one of the rungs in the ladder he was working on hadn’t been installed so he took a bit of a tumble. No broken bones, just a minor ankle sprain and a nice laceration where a protruding bracket caught him on the way down. He’ll be on light duty for a day or two but should be fully healed by the time we arrive at Starbase 101.”

Giving Daprirn a gentle smile Captain Elea patted him on the undamaged shoulder “Well I’m glad to hear there’s no permanent damage. Maybe next time Daprirn will pay a little more attention to what he’s doing, eh?”

Wearing an abashed look, Crewman Daprirn hung his head a little, “Yes ma’am, it won’t happen again.”

Turning back to Adelia, Lujayne gestured around the bay. “What do you think of our new medical facilities? Suitable?”

With a gleam in her eye Dr. Cyphert nodded enthusiastically. “The basic layout hasn’t changed from our time with Righetti, although with the added automation in some of the systems we did increase from a 30-bed medical facility to a 37-bed one. I think we took over space that was previously used as an auxiliary power junction. Not sure where they moved it to, but I’m not complaining about the extra space.” Touring slowly around the facility the pair did their best to stay out of the way of the medical orderlies bustling around.

Leading the captain past the pristine rows of equipment and bio beds, Adelia continued expounding on the features of the new sickbay. “We currently have the standard 8 surgical arches but I think I was able to pull a few strings with 101st Fleet’s CMO and there should be two more waiting for us when we arrive. Our EMH program has been upgraded to the Mark 4. I don’t know that we’re the first ship to have the Mk4, but we’re definitely ONE of the first.”

“I didn’t even know there was a new medical hologram being fielded. Clearly I’m a little behind the times, last I knew we still had that effeminate Mark 2 model. Mark 4 EMH, huh? Who’s this one modeled off of? Anyone we know?” Lujayne pondered aloud.

Grinning, Adelia replied “You tell me Captain. Computer, activate Emergency Medical Hologram.”

With a flash and a soft electronic woosh, the computer generated a grizzled-looking human male of about 60 years of age. She couldn’t immediately put her finger on it but the face was definitely familiar to the Trill captain. Something from her textbooks at the academy, or a symposium she had attended in a previous host perhaps?

The holographic man turned to them impatiently but with an undefined kindness in his eyes asking “What seems to be the nature of the medical emergency?” in a gravelly tone of voice. Dr. Cyphert said nothing, allowing the captain to solve the puzzle on her own. Lujayne said nothing, her mind still working through where she knew this face from. As the EMH spoke, the memories clicked it all came back to her.

“Well, damnit what’s the medical emergency? I’m a doctor not an art exhibit to be stared at!”

Glancing at Cyphert, Captain Elea asked the hologram “Wait… is your program based off of Doctor Leonard McCoy.”

“Well I’m sure as hell not Jim Kirk, Captain!” the hologram exclaimed.

Still recovering from the realization that she was staring at one of Starfleet’s most legendary officers, Elea found herself apologizing to a hologram. “I’m sorry doctor, I hadn’t expected to interact with you onboard my ship. I attended one of your lectures when my symbiont was in a previous host, it was extremely insightful.”

The hologram softened his expression. “Well I hadn’t expected to be here either, Captain,” he grumbled, “but Starfleet Medical thought that after the debacles with the Zimmerman EMH model’s terrible bedside manner and that prissy Mark 2 replacement most officers would feel more comfortable with a little down-home country doctoring. So they dredged up the personality profiles for the original Dr. McCoy and that resulted in what you see standing here in front of you. Figured you captain types might respond better to one of the “Heroes of the Federation” or whatever they call me being aboard your ship. And don’t ask me what the problem with the Mk 3 EMH was, I wasn’t created yet so I don’t know.”

Stepping forward to shake the holographic McCoy’s hand Lujayne nodded in agreement. “I suppose that all makes sense. Well it’s a pleasure to have you aboard doctor. Thank you for your time, until next time. Computer end EMH.”

As the hologram winked out of existence, Adelia shook her head slightly in understated disbelief. “Given the fact that the real Leonard McCoy passed away before I was done with primary school I never really had any hopes or aspirations of serving with him. He was always one of my heroes growing up, one of the doctors I’ve tried to emulate ethically. Besides just the visual and personality components, the Mk 4 EMH has been upgraded with all of the latest procedures with a holomatrix that’s got plenty of room for expansion. We still have some work to do to get the facility fully in order but we’re operational now. We’ll be taking on full medical provisions once we reach Starbase 101. Overall, Captain this new Sick Bay is going to be a great benefit to the crew.”

“Well doctor I’m happy to hear that. It looks like your staff is doing good work already, so keep it up. Let me know if I can be of assistance,” Lujayne stated as she shook hands with Dr. Cyphert and departed to continue her tour.

Captain’s Log – Stardate 94719.85

We completed our transit from Starbase 285 to Starbase 101 without serious incident. As soon as we entered the system we were met with a “welcome home” and docking instructions to Mooring Bay #2 at Gunfighter Alley. The deflector dishes had barely completed their shutdown routines before work drones were disconnecting the dishes and maneuvering our new components into place. Commanders Beetoer and Mouja have been overseeing the primary and secondary deflector installation while Cdrs. Grenic, Elaje, and Ens. Sek have been focusing their energies on the impulse engine and shield upgrades.

While I would love to be elbows deep in a deflector emitter helping their teams complete the work, Fleet Admiral Norman and Vice Admiral Hottie ordered myself and Lt. R’rarj to attend an intelligence briefing Starfleet Command had pushed down to us. I had seen the Devestator in orbit around the station but must have missed Enterprize on our way into the system.

The briefing consisted of the initial cultural profile for the Lukari. They were a recent entry into the warp-capable species catalogue but initial reports filed by Captain Tracks onboard the U.S.S. Stratos indicated that they shared a wide-eyed curiosity of the galaxy at large, as many Starfleet officers do. Even more intriguing was the re-discovery of K-13, the 23rd century star base that vanished without a trace almost 200 years ago. When I was Jaheris Elea I remember watching the news releases from when that happened, but the popular theory was that either the Klingons or Romulans, depending on who you asked, had destroyed it in a covert attack. To see this immobile structure pop up hundreds of lightyears from its last known location is a mystery I hope I get a chance to work on.

The final portion of the briefing covered local fleet deployments including portions of the Ausmonaut Corps. The flagships for both 101st and 102nd Fleets, U.S.S. Zuikaku and U.S.S. Queen Mary are currently in orbit over the Lukari home world. Mission updates seemed to indicate that Admiral Lawford was investigating evidence of protomatter explosions that the crew of the Stratos had found during their initial contact with the Lukari. Admiral Ieon and Queen Mary were conducting diplomatic negotiations and general information exchange with the Lukari. With the Mary’s assistance and expertise, Intelligence reported the Lukari would soon be launching their lead ship of their line of second-generation warp vessels. The societal profile the Federation sociologists put together seem to indicate the Lukari will throw one hell of a party to celebrate this ship’s launch. I hope the Admirals can hold their liquor.

Admrial Norman concluded the briefing with orders sending Staite to the Huranzi system to rendezvous with this new Lukari ship and a Klingon General Rodek. We’ll be departing as soon as our systems upgrades are installed and conducting shakedown tests enroute. Our slipstream drive should have us there in about 36 hours while most ships would take more than 9 days.




Captain’s Log, Supplemental – Stardate 94723.03

Fleet Command has informed us that Admiral Will Norman and the Devastator has departed Starbase 101, leading a large task force to the Mivic system. The Tzenkethi massacre of Povini has galvanized the Federation from one side of the galaxy to the other. Calls for war and retribution fight for volume against worlds volunteering to send aid. However small our part we were able to assist a few surviving members of their space fleet.

Although the primary mission is civil relief, the task force has secondary and tertiary orders to open a second prong in the protomatter investigation while simultaneously assisting the Lukari with their archeological expedition to their former planet. 101st Fleet ships form the bulk of the relief effort. Captains Sean, U.S.S. Destiny and Tarran, U.S.S. Darmstadt, are rumored to be heading each of the alternate efforts. It’s good to see quality officers get fleet-level leadership experiences, if only it didn’t come under such negative circumstances.

We were able to drive off an over-strength Tzenkethi raiding party before they were able to detonate another protomatter bomb. Our new systems worked like a charm. We’re currently enroute back to Povini to join up with Admiral Will’s task force and render aid as we can.

Something tells me the Tzenkethi are going to regret picking this fight.

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Star Trek Online – Zuikaku – Evil Spirits

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Apr 242016


I do not own Star Trek, or Star Trek Online. Those products and trademarks are owned by CBS and Paramount. I am merely writing a Short story in regards to the Cryptic Game – Star trek Online. So Lawyers of those two icons please do not message me saying I am breaching copyright. As stated before, I do not own Star Trek, and merely play the game Star Trek Online and decided to write a short story (snigger) about my character if he was involved in that Universe. Now with that over and done with, on with the show.


Several weeks ago – Earth Space Dock – Sector 001

Admiral Quinn sat at his desk in Earth Space Dock. Surprising his desk was clear this day, which he had never seen happen before. Of course there was a simply reason, he had requested any PADD or documents be filed and placed away.

Just one day of no paperwork, Thought the admiral.

A chime interrupted his thoughts, tapping his hand on his communications panel, he activated the communications system.


A female voice responded. The Admiral couldn’t remember her name, but did know she was on Earth space dock for some practical experience as part of her academy studies.

“Sir, Admiral Lawford is here to see you”.

“Send him in please” responded Quinn.

A second later, the doors to his office whooshed open. Entering at what the admiral knew as a sedate pace for this individual, but most other captains thought of as a brisk jog, was a male Starfleet Admiral in his 30’s. The 6 foot, blue eyed, dark brown hair individual wore the standard odyssey uniform, but on his left should wore an unusual circular patch.

Most uniforms were standard, with no identifying signs of starship or fleet affiliation. However, this individual subscribed to a practice that had been around before even the Federation had been founded. The patch was mostly black, expect for in the centre where it was a riot of green and yellow.

Just above centre, pictured in flight, was an Earth bird, a crane to be precise. Below the bird was a Sovereign class cruiser, facing towards the admiral as if the ship itself was ready to warp out of the patch towards his eyes. The name, USS Zuikaku, was embroiled in white wording below the ship.

The Admiral had known this individual for many years, and while their paths didn’t cross often, Quinn knew him as an excellent Starfleet officer.

“Admiral Aaron Lawford, thank you for coming” said Quinn has he extended out his hand

Admiral Aaron, wearing an ever increasing grin, clasped Quinn’s hand and shook firmly but not strongly.

“It’s no problem Sir. Was just going over with Captain Tote how the USS Ryujo is progressing”.

Nodding, Quinn pointed his head to the chair on the opposite side of his desk “Please sit down Admiral”

Quinn watched as the individual in front of him not so much sat, as more flopped down onto the chair in front on him.

“Again, apologises for this short notice Admiral, but there is a matter myself, and Starfleet Command need to discuss with you”.

Instantly, the carefree nature of the Admiral Aaron in front of him was replaced. Gone was the smile, and what replaced it was a serious intent face that was fully engaged with listening.

Raising his voice slightly, Quinn spoke “Computer, engage protocol sigma three nine”.

Around the office, lights dimmed, the sound of humming was replaced with silence. One could even describe it as if they have entered a tomb, and the door had been closed behind them. Which was quite adapt as the door had just sealed itself from anyone entering the admiral’s office.

“Protocol Sigma Three Nine engaged” responded the electronic voice of the computer.

Quinn watched as Admiral Aaron looked around “Don’t see that protocol activated every day”

“No you don’t” responded Quinn.

Taking a moment to compose his thoughts, Quinn continued.

“Are you aware of the USS Prism?” asked Quinn

Nodding, Admiral Aaron responded “I do, Nebula class vessel, disappeared during the Battle for Sol during the Iconian offensive, presumed destroyed”.

“Well, she wasn’t destroyed. Apparently during the battle, they entered one of the Iconian portals, and somehow ended up about 4 weeks travel from the Federation borders, roughly in Sector C153. She has been communication with us for a while, exploring the region for the past few months”

“I take it they found something that has Command concerned”

Nodding, Quinn tapped his console. Appearing in between themselves, was a projection of diagrams, waveforms, and sensor data sprang up.

Waiting for Admiral Aaron as his eyes browsed over the data, Quinn spoke “See anything in particular”.

For a short period, Quinn believed there was a chance that Admiral Aaron wouldn’t see the key data. However, those fears were short lived as he watched the Admirals eyes narrow, and a cold look appear over his face.

“Elachi and Solanae readings” stated Aaron.

“Correct” responded Quinn. Quinn couldn’t help but noticed Aaron’s right arm, in what appeared to sub conscious movement, cradle the left hand side of his chest.

“The Prism detected these readings at long range. What’s more important, is that even that that long range, the power signature was still big”

“Not good when it concerns those two species” stated Aaron. Looking up, Aaron asked the next question Quinn knew was coming “Can’t we ask the Prism to investigate further?”

Shaking his head, Quinn responded “We would, if we hadn’t lost all contact with the Prism as of one week ago, which leads to why I asked you here”.

Tapping his console again, the data that had separated the two individuals like a wall disappeared.

“Starfleet Command has concerns the Elachi and Solanae are creating something, something big. I’m ordering Task force eleven comprised of Zuikaku, Ryujo, Aleutian, Amsterdam and Colquhoun to investigate. It will take you roughly four weeks at maximum warp to reach the sector where the settings could be”.

“Once we reach the area sir?” Asked Aaron

“If possible, try to determine why we lost contact with the Prism. If you cannot re-establish contact, search for what’s causing these power readings, and destroyed it, if necessary, at all cost”.

Hearing a breath from the individual sitting in front of him, Quinn watched as Aaron processed the information.

“I’ll send Zuikaku with Aleutian, Amsterdam and Colquhoun ahead of myself to a staging area near the coordinates sir” stated Aaron “Ryujo still needs one week minimum before she can follow, with her superior speed she can catch up, I’ll tag Captain Tote and Ryujo on the trip”.

Nodding, Quinn could see that Admiral Aaron still had something on his mind “Something else Admiral?”

Seemingly lost in thought, Aaron turned his head slightly to the side “Why me sir? There are lots more Captains and Admirals with more experience than myself, and are closer to the region”.

Quinn took a moment to consider his next words, but decided flat out honesty was better. “Because, of the Battle of Lambis Bootis in the Iconian war, and your part in it”

Watching Admiral Aaron’s reaction of surprise, Quinn continued “Your… unique tactics in that battle is what Starfleet Command believes will be needed in this situation to deal with the Elachi and Solanae”.

Sighing, Admiral Aaron responded, but his voice was low, almost like the sound of a wounded animal. “I think Command puts too much stock in that battle sir. Considering what happened”.

“There was nothing much more you could have done Admiral, and considering the circumstances, I doubt many people would have survived”. Responded Quinn

Nodding, Admiral Aaron rose from his chair. But, it was as if he was now weighing ten kilos more than when he sat down.

“I’ll head out to Ryujo immediately to contact the rest of the task force to issue orders. Myself and Captain Tote might also be able to shave a few days off of her departure time”.

Watching Admiral Aaron walk towards the door, Quinn decided to offer one last piece of advice “Admiral, do not underestimated the Elachi or the Solanae”.

His friendly cheerful grin returning, Quinn could see some energy returning to Admiral Aaron

“Don’t worry Admiral, I won’t estimate what those two species are capable of”

“I hope so Admiral” responded Quinn “I don’t want to in a few weeks to call in another Captain to go looking for another missing starship and her crew”.

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Star Trek Online – Zuikaku – Mirror’s Shadow – Epilogue

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Sep 222015


I do not own Star Trek, or Star Trek Online. Those products and trademarks are owned by CBS and Paramount. I am merely writing a Short story in regards to the Cryptic Game – Star trek Online. So Lawyers of those two icons please do not message me saying I am breaching copyright. As stated before, I do not own Star Trek, and merely play the game Star Trek Online and decided to write a short story (snigger) about my character if he was involved in that Universe. Now with that over and done with, on with the show.


As Aaron entered the Zuikaku’s main brig, it was like he was entering a morgue. The lights were mostly dimmed, allowing shadows to dominate the brig, like they were growing malicious entities bent on consuming anything that held light. The security officer was also different. Oblivious a shift change at the brig had occurred since the admiral had last visited. Instead of the Andorian guard who looked like he was a mythical warrior, stood a sole human female ensign.

A full foot shorter than the admiral, the ensign looked like she should still be in school, and not serving on a federation starship. Even in almost complete shadow, the ensign’s blonde hair seemed to shine, as if rebelling against the intruding shadows. Her face was youthful, childlike. If the admiral were to guess the ensign’s age, he would put her age at sixteen or fifteen.

Noticing the admiral’s entrance to the brig, the security officer directed a sweet small smile at the admiral. With a single nod, the ensign returned her attention to her console. Raising an eyebrow, the admiral had to take a second to look at the ensign. It was definitely unusual for a security officer to direct a smile at an admiral, especially when in the ships brig. It was definitely not an occurrence what seemed like a junior officer in age would be given a brig shift.

That wasn’t what worried the admiral. What worried him was despite the sweet smile directed his way, he was sure the ensign was a predator. All business, and definitely not someone to be messed with. It was like her smile was one of a Klingon, as he held a blade behind his back’ ready to sink it deep an opponents chest and twist at a moment’s notice.

What does lieutenant Amelia do? Thought the admiral. Pick all the scariest security officers for brig duty?

Shaking his head free of those thoughts, the admiral noticed the had also been a change in the amount of occupants in the brig. Instead of two people, only Emila Richardson remained, laying on her brigs bunk, staring up at the ceiling like it held some answer to life’s biggest questions.
Stepping to the forcefield, the admiral remained standing for a full minute, before Emilia seem to notice his presence.

“Back hey admiral?” Asked Emilia, still staring at the ceiling. “Here for more questions?”

“No” replied Aaron. “I think I have most of the answers I was looking for regarding you and your group”.

“Ahhh, I see you cracked our tricorders” said Emilia, with a hint of cheerfulness like a teacher praising her student for finding a solution to a question. With a chuckle Emilia continued “that will piss my colleague off. He was sure he had locked those things down enough you couldn’t extract any information”

“Speaking of your colleague, where is he?” Asked Aaron.

“He became too animated, so I had him removed to a different facility” joked Emilia

Coughing, the young ensign interrupted the discussion “Excuse me sir, Doctor Trel had the patient removed. She said something about ensuring he got medical attention”.

“Is there a security officer with him ensign?” Asked the admiral.

“Yes sir, but I don’t think he will need to worry about anything”

“Why’s that ensign?”

“Doctor Trel had me stun him the prisoner with my phaser sir” stated the ensign.

Admiral Aaron shook his head, to clear it. As he was sure he had misheard the ensign.
“Come again ensign?”

Admiral Aaron watched the ensign lowered her head slightly to the right, as if accessing her memories.

“The prisoner was getting quite agitated sir. Doctor Trek kept saying she wanted to ensure he wasn’t in serious medical danger. The prisoner keep spouting how we were all going to die, we couldn’t defeat his genius. It was oblivious that if we tried to escort him down to sickbay he would injury several of our security personal. So, Doctor Trel said to him plainly “either you’re coming with me conscious, or unconscious”.

“What happened then?” Asked the admiral.

“The prisoner gave the Doctor a rude gesture using his hand. So the doctor ordered me under a medical regulation he was a threat to the ship if he wasn’t subdued and checked medically. So under that regulation she had authorisation to use any necessary force to subdue him. So, using my phaser set to stun, I subdued him”.

Aaron took a moment to search his memory. He was vaguely aware of the medical regulation. It was use only in extreme or necessary circumstances. Given how doctors took an oath to “do no harm”. However, Starfleet medical also knew there would be instances when a patient, for their own good, or the good of a crew, needed to be restrained or subdued.

“Did I do something wrong sir?” Asked the ensign. Admiral Aaron could tell the ensign was genuinely concerned she had done something wrong. As her voice had a hint of fear, apology and uncertainly mixed in.

A smile appeared on the admiral’s face. “No ensign, you did what was ordered of you. No need to worry”.

“See. What did I tell you, a terrible guest to have in the room” stated Emilia, her raised voice echoing slightly across the room.

Glancing back at Emilia for a second, the admiral returned his gaze back to the ensign in front of him. “Thank you ensign, please wait outside. I wish to speak to the prisoner privately for a second”.

Hesitating, as if about to recite a Starfleet regulation regarding prisoners, the ensign noted the look on the admiral’s face. Nodding once, and with a few more taps on her console, the ensign turned and proceeded to walk out of the brig. The large grey doors opening and closing with an audible clang.

Turning to face the brig cell forcefield, Aaron saw Emilia had not moved from her position. Still lying face up on her bunk, staring at the ceiling. It was hard to believe this Emilia, was from the mirror universe. But the proof was undeniable. Without even realising it, the faintest hope, buried deep within Aaron’s sub-conscious, that this might be the real Emilia Richardson, somehow alive, died.

Deciding to get straight to the point, the admiral asked a single direct question.

“So, my mirror counterpart sent you?”

Not even looking, Emilia responded with a single word “Yep”

“Why?” Asked the admiral. He already knew the technical reason. But he was sure there was something personal behind the assault as well.

“Don’t know”

“That’s a lie, and you know it” stated Aaron.

Sighing, Emilia raised herself from her bunk. Dusting her uniform off, she approached the forcefield of her cell.

“I’m telling the truth Admiral. I honestly don’t know”

Blue eyes meet their counterpart, as the admiral searched for some sign of deception. Any sign that she was lying to him. However, those eyes were soft, genuine, even with a hint of sadness.

“Your mission was to steal data from our engineering core?”

“Yep” replied Emilia. “All we were told was the data’s reference codes, though pretty quickly once I saw the data scrolling across I knew what it was”.

“Where did you get the shuttle?”

A smirk appeared on Emilia’s face. “Stole it. I wasn’t there myself, but apparently we stole the runabout from another captain in our universe”

“And where did he get it from” asked Aaron

A shrug of shoulders greeted his question “Don’t know. Apparently it has been in our universe for some time”.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to comprise his thoughts, it was oblivious while Emilia knew a bit, and some information had been contained. Obliviously to prevent the situation where if she got captured, the entire operation would be put at risk. He also knew asking any more questions about the operation would be a waste of time.

Switching tactics, the admiral decided to found out more about this mirror Emilia was the order of the day.

“It sickens me slightly that there is mirror version of you in that universe. Especially considering what happened to our Emilia”

A look of complete shock showed up on Emilia’s face. “How could you say that? I’m my own person, you cannot let your universe Emilia be a determining factor on all us other versions, in how we act or are!” Her voice was raised, full of anger.

“You yourself said what happened when you encountered your mirror self. Was that a lie?”

“No!” Shouted Emilia, almost to the point of screaming “You can talk, look at what your mirror counterpart has done, and you’re lecturing me about myself!”

“I cannot change myself. I have no idea what goes on in your universe on a daily basis. I would have no idea how those experiences would change myself”

A sneer appeared on Emilia’s face “Oh, yes you do. You have proof of it. By me being here”.

Taking a breathe, Emilia continued “As I said before, it was fun for a while. But after learning more of what your universe was like, your damn federation values started to corrupt me”.

Aaron took a moment to look at Emilia, there was still more unsaid “That’s not all, that’s not the reason you got caught”.

A flash of an arm striking the forcefield followed. The hiss of the forcefield sounded as Emilia’s arm struck the forcefield again and again. Emilia’s voice raised again “You want MORE, fine. You know what it is like watching your back every single day. Constantly on the run, not able to trust anyone. Thinking there’s always a chance there is a knife hidden behind every smile. Then being reminded every day of an apparent paradise on the other side. Constantly out of reach” Emilia’s arm reached again, sly of the forcefield, as if putting words into action. “I was over it, I wanted it to end. I… I… Just wanted” Emilia’s voice began to crack, tears showing in her eyes.

Admiral Aaron’s voice became soft, warm, and straight to the point “You just wanted peace”.

A nod of Emilia’s head followed, along with tears running down her checks. A slight sobbing sound followed, as if a lifetime of hurt, pain, misery and sorrow had finally started to breach a great dam. Admiral Aaron took a look at the young lady in front of him, separated not only by a forcefield, but by an entire universe. He couldn’t even begin to think of what she had gone through, what the mirror universe had created and shaped the young lady in front of him. That couldn’t excuse her actions though. But maybe, just maybe, this was the first step to redemption and atonement.

“What’s going to happen to me?” Asked Emilia, her voice cracking.

Aaron sighed “You still attacked a federation starship, you will face a federation court, and most likely be sent to prison for quite a while I would suspect”.

“Nothing you can do about that?” Asked Emilia.

A shake of a head followed “No, you need to face justice for your crimes. I would be stepping on the very things I believe in if I tried to get you off scot free”.

A chuckle followed, and Aaron wondered what Emilia found so funny.

“Well, prison is better than being dead. Maybe in prison I can find some peace”

A smirk appeared on Aaron’s face “that’s not the reason you laughed just then”

Emilia raised her head, and the admiral could see the redness of her eyes from crying “Where would be the fun in telling you everything” Aaron could see the same smirk from before, but it seemed diminished, small.

Aaron turned around to leave, and started to walk toward the brig doors. Just before reaching them, Emilia’s voice called out.

“You better be careful. Your mirror universe counterpart is up to something big. Even I can tell this”

Aaron turned around, and looking Emilia straight in the eye, give the best confident grin he had.
“Well, I encountered him once before. I am sure if he tries anything in this universe. We will be able to stop him. After all, I know myself”

Instead of a confident grin the admiral was expecting, he got a feared look from the young lady behind the forcefield.

“You think you do, but he has changed since you last meet him. He is feared thought the quadrant, no one is willing to cross him. Yet how he got this reputation is so unusual for our universe. I fear you have no idea of what he is capable of, how far he will go without batting an eye, until it’s too late”.


Turbo lift doors parted, and Commander Tal’oa walked out onto the bridge. A sneer from him startled two security guards armed with phaser rifles on either side of the. Turbo list doors. Around the bridge, several faces looked up at the new arrival. An angry glare from Tal’oa quickly sent most of those faces back to the consoles they were working on. One or two faces, delayed looking away from the commander for several seconds, before reluctantly turning away back to their consoles.

Hmmmm, thought Tal’oa. Looks like there are several crewman who need to be reintroduce to the pain booth.

Walking down the side of the bridge, the commander walked to a door. Unusually, there were no security guards guarding the door. Which was highly unusual. However Commander Tal’oa had somewhat gotten use to the individual, who was behind the door, unusual habits.

Pressing a button on the side of the door, a muted chime could be hear on the other side.

Enter” came a solitary voice from the other side.

Entering in through the opening doors, Commander Tal’oa could see the room was darkened. There was no strong light source turned on, and only several small muted light sources could be seen. Waiting for the doors to close behind him, Tal’oa took a moment to allow his eyes to adjust to the darkness.

The room seemed still, heavy. As if the darkness itself was weighing the room down with its own great invisible weight. Tal’oa could see the desk in front of him, and behind that desk was a solitary chairs facing the opposite way. The chair seemed like a solid slab of black metal, thick enough to be the desks width. Tal’oa knew this wasn’t the case, and that it was a tick of the light, meant to I still fear. However, Tal’oa also knew it wasn’t the chair that instilled fear within him, but the person sitting in it.

“So commander, was your mission successful?” Asked the voice.

Tal’oa grabbed the tricorder from his hip, and placed it on the desk in front of him. “Yes sir, however there were complications”.

The chair in from of Tal’oa wobbled slightly “complications?”

Tal’oa remained standing straight. Steering himself, in an attempt to show no fear to the person sitting in the chair. Maybe, just maybe. If he showed no fear this time, he could keep repeating showing no sign of fear in the future.

“Yes sir. The Zuikaku, her crew, and her captain” Tal’oa splat the last words out.

“So, what did we lose?”

“We lost two of our commando squad sir. Emilia, and Scott were captured by the enemy”

The chair wobbled again. But this time the figure in the chair was moving to leave the chair. As the darkened figured approached Tal’oa, any pretence of him showing no fear evaporated. It was hard to believe such a figured instilled such fear with so little effect. However Tal’oa knew the reputation of the man approaching him.

It was hard to believe that, this Captain Aaron, Admiral Aaron’s mirror counterpart, was such a feared figure. Considering Tal’oa had seen the mirror universe counterpart, the two were as far opposite as two people could be. They had the same blue eyes, roughly the same build, even the same dark brown hair that was cut short.

Tal’oa forced himself to look Captain Aaron straight in the eye.

“A pity” started Aaron “the Bolian was a definite asset. Same with Lieutenant Emilia. You said captured. Well, not much they can do to comprise the mission”

Tal’oa flipped, this wasn’t going to be good. “They were captured with their tri-corders sir. I didn’t get a chance to destroy the tri-corders. So it is reasonable to assume the Zuikaku crew know what we were doing there”

“Well, that’s a pity as well then” responded Aaron

Tal’oa, for reasons unknown to himself, quickly breathed a sigh of relief. That relief was short lived as Captain Aaron, using a single hand, grabbed Tal’oa by the throat and slammed him into the ready room wall. An audible bang sounded through the room.

Tal’oa’s feet kicked, somehow he was being held at wall height, ten centimetres off the ground. The pain in his throat was extreme, and it took every ounce of his strength to draw even the slightest breathe. Both his hands were grasping at his throat, in a vain attempt to move the Captains hand even several centimetres to give his throat much needed oxygen. However Aaron’s hands were like steel, and refused to be budged.

“You know I don’t tolerate failure very well Commander” the Captains voice was calm, neutral. “Why did you fee exes scary to put me into a situation where I might need to kill you, you know I don’t like violence?”

Tal’oa struggling to breathe, and voice hoarse, responded “I figured the mission was more important sir. You told me to gather that info, which was our primary objective”

A smirk appeared on the Captains face, and his grip on Tal’oa tightened, even know Tal’oa thought it was impossible more pressure could be placed on his throat.

“More excuses Commander. You know what my policy is regarding excuses”

Tal’oa legs kicked again, trying to find some purchase on the wall behind him. If he could find a purchase, he could direct more energy to keeping his airway open.

“No excuse sir. I didn’t have time. When I tried, the Zuikaku’s security forces were already on top of us. I couldn’t reach them to do anything. If I had, I would be where they are now. Having failed you sir”

Tal’oa could see a grey tunnel forming around his vision. His lungs felt like they were about to explode. His eyes felt like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Captain Aaron, chuckling, released his grip and allowed Tal’oa to fall to the floor. Tal’oa, his legs collapsing underneath him, grasped for breathe. As the cool flow of oxygen entered his lungs, the grey tunnel in his vision started to subside. Coughing, Tal’oa had to support himself on his arms, before raising his head again toward the Captain.

Captain Aaron, standing over him, had one hand towards Tal’oa, and a smile on his face. Tal’oa, looking at the Captains arm for a second, placed his left hand onto the Captains. In a jerking motion, Captain Aaron raised Tal’oa off of the floor, and back onto his feet.

Brushing Tal’oa uniform off, Captain Aaron had the same friendly smile planted on his face, which scared Tal’oa even more.

“My apologises Commander. I believe I lost my temper. Considering the circumstances, you did well to escape with what we needed”

Tal’oa watched as Captain Aaron moved back toward his desk. Picking up the tricorder, Aaron pressed several buttons. Several holograms appeared over his desk, showing Impulse engine, phaser array, and other equipment schematics.

“Hahn, the famous Mark Fourteen project. Why develop something yourself when you can get Starfleet do it for you”.

Tal’oa found his voice, though it still felt raw “yes sir. The schematics are already been downloaded to our computer core”.

Captain Aaron, still looking at the schematics, with his back toward Tal’oa simply nodded. Usually Tal’oa may have in the pat use their opportunity to stab a Captain in the back. However Tal’oa knew what had happened to the last crewman who had attempted the same thing to the Captain.

“Commander” started Aaron. “I hope in the future you show more initiative to changing circumstances, I would hate for you to have to clean ISS Zuikaku’s plasma conduits”

A jolt raised through Tal’oa body, and one of his deepest fears surfaced. The Captain had mentioned cleaning plasma conduits. Tal’oa knew what that meant, and wanted to avoid it at all costs.

“Yes sir” responded Tal’oa, his voice full of strength.

“Good, it’s nice to see you can raise to the circumstance Commander”

Tal’oa thought for a second, and decided he needed to ask the question.
“Sir, before you said you wouldn’t harm the Zuikaku or her crew. So what’s this about?”

Captain Aaron turned to face Tal’oa “oh I meant it. I do not intend to harm the Zuikaku or her crew. If it can be helped. However I needed something from them. They leave me alone, and we can all be good friends, even best friends”

Tal’oa watched the Captains grin grow even more, clapping his hands together, he continued.
“But, they try to stop me, for simply gathering some reading material, and I will need to unfortunately take them out. A shame too, I hope for one day both of our crews to have a lunch together or something”

Tal’oa looked at the Captains smile, and his eyes, which could be described as maniac. He meant every word of what he said.

He’s crazy, completely and utterly crazy. Though Tal’oa

“Dismissed Commander” stated Aaron.

Tal’oa, turning, exited the ready room as fast as his legs could carry him. Waiting for the ready room door to close behind h on the bridge, Tal’oa could feel his hands shaking.

Stop it, commanded Tal’oa mentally to his hands.

But despite his command, his hands continued to shake, and as Tal’oa walked up the bridge, the shaking seemed to raise up through his entire body. As if the commander had meet the devil himself in human form.

As if to confirm his thought, Tal’oa thought he could hear the most evil laugh coming from the ready room, as if the greatest evil in the universe was just behind the door.

Tal’oa hoped with all of his heart, that no one was stupid enough to be the person to open that door.


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Star Trek Online – Zuikaku – Mirror’s Shadow – Part Nine

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Sep 172015


I do not own Star Trek, or Star Trek Online. Those products and trademarks are owned by CBS and Paramount. I am merely writing a Short story in regards to the Cryptic Game – Star trek Online. So Lawyers of those two icons please do not message me saying I am breaching copyright. As stated before, I do not own Star Trek, and merely play the game Star Trek Online and decided to write a short story (snigger) about my character if he was involved in that Universe. Now with that over and done with, on with the show.


By the time Aaron, Joros and Tarah had reached main engineering, half the senior staff were already huddled around the main diagnostic board that sat in the chief enginer’s office. The Admiral could see Commander Tindorle busy tapping away at her console, it was oblivious she was compiling the data she had found into an easy to read and digest format. By the way Aisha was talking with the commander, she was adding her own information to the commanders.

Walking over to the group of officers, Admiral Aaron received a series of nods from the officers present, and gave one in return. Talking his place near the front of the diagnostic board, the admiral watched his first officer take her place on the opposite side of the table, near the head of the table as well and next to Commander Aisha.

Aaron attempted to hear what his officers were discussing. But it was oblivious they were whispering, as he could barely make out any words in their discussion. Five minutes passed, and the admiral watched as his last senior officer, ensign Tatyana, basically run up to the diagnostic board.

“Sorry sir, was just de-briefing the security teams” her voice tinged with the sound of an apology.

“Understandable ensign” Admiral Aaron turned his head to Commander Tindorle “So what have you found commander?”

Instead of answering him directly, Tindorle turned her head to Commander Aisha.
“Actually sir, it might be best if I start first. It might take longer, but what I have found ties into what the Commander found as well”

Aaron took a moment to consider her request, then nodded.

The senior staff of the Zuikaku watched as Aisha tapped several buttons on the engineering diagnostic board. A small hologram appeared, showing a Yellowstone runabout. With its markings and colours, it was the runabout that had attacked the ship.

“I think you are all familiar with this runabout, if not I will give you a rundown. About three standard hours ago a commando squad from this runabout, invaded the ship, stole data from our engineering core then proceed to escape, after a chase, through a wormhole in the azure nebula”.

Aaron watched as several of his senior staff nod. He also watched as several senior staff, who had not been present at the engagements, seem to move closer to the hologram. As if narrowing the distance would allow for the ship to be burned within their minds.

Without wanting for any questions, Aisha continued.

“This ship displayed the power generation capabilities of a small cruiser. With extended warp and tactical capabilities that are far beyond what we thought was capable with a Yellowstone class runabout. We had no idea where this ship was built, or who could have designed it….. Until now”

Aaron perked up at the end of Aisha’s statement “Until now? What have you found?”

Another series of taps on the engineering console followed. Another image appeared, this one of a Starfleet symbol. This symbol had the standard federation twin pair of leaves next to an oval shape. But instead of the federation star symbol, it showed a silhouette of a starship.

“Starfleet’s prototype starship division. They are responsible for designing, and sometimes trying prototype for starships and other small craft. One of their projects from a short while ago was redesigning a Yellowstone runabout to have more capabilities than the general craft. The aim was to have a runabout that was more capable of handling more dangerous missions”

Tarah, obliviously studying the symbol in front of her, spoke to Aisha without moving her focus from the hologram.

“So you’re saying that the ship that attacked us, was one of our own designs put into production”

A shake of Aisha’s head greeted Tarah’s question.

“Officially no. The project was shelved due to what would occur to the runabout if it took too much damage, even relatively minor damage compared to normal Yellowstone runabouts”

“And that would be….” Asked Tarah, still engrossed by the hologram.

“The runabout had a tenancy to have its warp core breach, regardless of the safety measures in place to try and prevent that”

“Oh” responded Tarah, pulling her head back from the hologram. As if she was afraid it would explode.

A sigh emitted from Joros, and with a turn of her head she looked Aisha directly into her eyes.

“Dare I ask about unofficially?”

A series of taps on a data pad Aisha was holding followed. Admiral Aaron couldn’t tell if the commander was accessing data, or delaying so she could find the right words to answer the Joros question.

“Unofficially, the prototype wasn’t mothballed, it was sent, as far as I can tell, on an expedition to see if this issues could be resolved. One of those expeditions, was to visit several members of the Romulan Republic to display the runabout to”

“So, they were sent on a road trip as best could be described in human terms” stated Ronu. Even with her Saurian pink skin and reptile eyes, Aaron would have sworn that sometimes she had been a native of humans her entire life, the admiral forced those thoughts out of his head as Ronu continued. “And it’s not good we would sent a prototype ship with its technology to a foreign power. What’s significant about them visiting members of the Romulan Republic?”

“Not so much on who they visited. More in where and when they visited these representatives”

Another series of button taps followed, the Starfleet symbol was replaced by an image of an alien space station, alien to the designs the federation used for its own space stations.

However, Admiral Aaron didn’t need to be told the stations name, or where it was located. He had seen it several times himself on reports, and heard its name from several reports he had read from captains in the hundred first fleet.

“Vauthil Station”

A nod from Aisha followed. “Correct sir, we have evidence that the runabout passed by extremely close to Vauthil Station. What’s even more interesting is the timeframe they were passing by the station”

“That timeframe being?” Asked Joros.

“About the time the mirror universe incursions were occurring at the station, and the surrounding space”.

Admiral Aaron didn’t need to be told what that meant. Any Starfleet officer knew if an emergency situation arose. It was best for all non-combat ships to leave the area, or find the safe location.

“Didn’t Obex report that no incursions were made onto the station itself?” Asked Lunhul.

“Correct, his official report states that no mirror personal managed to make their way onto Vauthil station”

“However…” started Elbra, speaking for the first time since the meeting had begun “reports also indicate that the stations shields were fluctuating during several of the incursion attempts. It is very possible several mirror personal did indeed invade the station, and managed to make off with something in the confusion”

“What does the Starfleet prototype division report state regarding what happened to the runabout? Unofficially of course” asked Aaron.

“Unofficially the runabout is classified as missing, presumed destroyed. The SPD consider it likely the ship was caught by mirror forces and destroyed” responded Aisha.

“It would be logical to assume the runabout wasn’t destroyed, but captured by mirror forces” stated Sasik. Commander Joros couldn’t help but mentally roll her eyes at the Vulcans statement.


Aaron took a moment place his hand on his chin. It was definitely an interesting set of circumstances, and unsurprising considering that some Starfleet divisions sometimes tested or conducted operations “off the book”. However, as usual with those operations, it had come back to bite Starfleet on its rear end.

“Wait a minute” interrupted Tarah “if the runabout was captured, wouldn’t it be logical to assume the ship would have been taken back to the staging area for the attacks?”

“Would be the most logical option” stated Sasik.

“Wasn’t that base destroyed by Starfleet forces?”

“The raid you are taking about was conducted by Captain Kayilee. And it was more of a search and destroy that turned into a running battle” added Aaron.

“Captain Kayilee of the USS Daddario sir?” Asked Tarah.

“Yes commander”

“However” begun Joros. “Captain Kayilee in her report stated her strike team was discovered prior to extraction. It is likely, or possible if the runabout was there, they were able to escape with it”

“Also logical to assume since the possible date of the runabout being stolen, and the Daddarios raid were several days apart. That the runabout was not there when the Daddario destroyed the station” stated Sasik.
Admiral Aaron decided to get the conversation back on track. There was still more to discuss.

“Very interesting Commander’s” stated Aaron “what else have you found out”.

“That wormhole we saw in the Azure Nebula, is tied to the mirror universe as well” stated Elbra.

“How were you able to confirm that?” Asked Joros.

Another series of taps on the engineering diagnostic board followed, as Aisha tapped a new series of commands into the console. Replacing the Romulan space station. Was a visual of two wormholes, side by side.

“The wormhole on the left is data from assaults on Vauthil station. The wormhole on the right is data from the wormhole we saw earlier. As you can see….” As Aisha paused, two data graphs appeared either side of the wormholes, before moving towards the centre of the holographic display and merging together. Every bar and graph was basically the same, save for one.

“The two wormholes are almost identical, there is one definable difference between them”

“The temporal variance. The wormholes at Vauthil station didn’t have them, ours did” concluded Elbra.

Aaron had to raise his eyebrows slightly “Time travel?”

“Indeed sir” stated Elbra. Moving over to replace Aisha had the side of the table, she tapped several commands into the console. The wormhole with the temporal variance became dominated on the hologram. On either side of the wormhole, silhouettes of starships appeared.

“As Commander Aisha reported to you earlier Admiral, it looks like the runabout, just before entering the wormhole, modified its deflector dish. As far as I am able to tell, it seemed to be emitting tachyon particles in a different frequency to the wormhole”

“Curious as to why they modified the wormhole this way” stated Sasik

“logically if their desire was time travel, they had already created the means to travel through time”

“That is indeed correct Lieutenant” started Elbra “However, we have data that states someone else opened the wormhole for them. I suspect it was whoever was on the opposite side”

“Your conclusions regarding this Commander” asked Aaron.

“I suspect sir, that the runabout modifying its deflector dish, was like a return pulse to a signal emitted from the ship that opened the wormhole for them… Most likely in the mirror universe”


“There’s more sir. I suspect that the ship on the other side of the wormhole, is at least three weeks into our perceived future”

Aaron quickly raised his head to look at Elbra directly in the eyes.

A deep breathe emitted from Elbra “the temporal variance sir. If I were to put a timeframe on it, based on the information we have regarding its tachyon emissions, places it about three weeks from our current stardate”.
Elbra placed her hands on the engineering console, and tapped a single button. One holographic display, the ship on the left hand side of the wormhole emitted a beam from its deflector dish. The wormhole fluctuated slightly, then the runabout on the right hand side seem to change its own deflector dish. Moving towards the wormhole, the runabout passed through the wormhole, emerging on the opposite side.

“The starship on the opposite side of the wormhole emits a beam to modify the wormhole slightly, kicking out its temporal variance. The runabout on the opposite side changes its deflector dish to emit like a counterpoint to the temporal variance. This would enable the runabouts computers to detect any changes it needs to make to its own tachyon field. Basically sir, the runabout used its deflector to ensure that when it travelled through time, it would appear at the same time and place as the ship on the opposite side of the wormhole.

Commander Joros took a moment to digest the information that had been given. Crossing her arms over her chest, and staring at the hologram for a moment for looking the admiral in the eye.

“Basically sir. It wouldn’t have mattered if we had gone through the wormhole after them. We could have ended by weeks behind or ahead of when they actually returned to their space, since temporal ruptures can be very unstable”.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to think, he was however saved from voicing his thoughts when Lieutenant Sasik spoke up.

“A fascinating method to ensure one would appear at the right time and place when time travelling. However extremely limited as it is”.

A nod of several heads in agreement greeted the Lieutenants statement.
Aaron took a moment to sigh, before looking at Aisha and Elbra. “I’m guessing you have one more bombshell to drop Commanders?”

A wince greeted his question, as both Elbra and Aisha took the moment to look at one another, before returning their gaze to the admiral.

“Not one sir, two bombshells” said Aisha

“We have found out what information they stole from our databanks. They were looking for it specifically” concluded Elbra.

Admiral Aaron could tell by the looks his two commanders were giving him, the news wasn’t going to be good at all.

“Hit me” stated Aaron.

A series of taps on the engineering console followed. Along the holographic display, several holograms appear of torpedoes, phaser arrays, shield designs, impulse engine modifications. The holograms spun on an axis, varying in height and direction.

A deep pit opened in the admiral’s stomach. He had seen these holograms before, several months ago, at the headquarters for Starfleet engineers.

“The mark fourteen project”

“Yes sir” responded Elbra, her voice heavy.

Several of the Zuikaku’s senior crew drew back upon the statement. Each of them knew the significance of this discover, as well as the fact that it had been stolen.

It was ensign Tatyana who voiced the question that needed to be asked.
“Excuse me sirs, what exactly is the Mark Fourteen project?”

Commander Elbra looked at Admiral Aaron, who in returned nodded once. Turning to look at Tatyana, Elbra began to speak.

“You know how ships phaser array is a type twelve system. The mark fourteen project is to equip the Zuikaku’s with the next generation of weaponry, propulsion and defensive technology developed by Starfleet. This includes type fourteen phaser arrays, torpedoes, and a whole host of technological advancements”

“Its part of our maintenance overall we have scheduled in the next few months” added Aaron.

“Basically” stated Elbra “it is the next generation of technology Starfleet vessels will be outfitted with. The technology our ships will use for some time”

Ensign Tatayana drew back from one the table. “So you’re saying…..”

“That the mirror universe now has access to technology and weapon advancements that could make them a lot more dangerous than they are already” responded Joros.

The statement hung in the air like a bad smell. The senior crew of the Zuikaku’s already knew the cost the mirror universe attempted invasion had caused. Mirror universe ships, armed with mark fourteen based weaponry, could cause a whole lot more pain and misery.

Admiral Aaron looked at Commander Aisha. “What’s the second bombshell”?

Aisha looked at the admiral directly in the eye, and didn’t waste a heartbeat.

“We found out exactly who sent that squad after U.S. From the mirror universe”

“Who!” Aaron’s voice was sharp, hard. Commander Joros could tell the admiral didn’t realise how he sounded right at this time.

“You” stated Elbra, directing her vision at the admiral.

Admiral Aaron draw back, a look of shock on his face. That expression quickly changed as a look of realisation appeared. Closing his blue eyes, the admiral sighed deeply before uttering a single sentence.

“My mirror universe counterpart”

“Yes sir” responded Elbra.

A sense of shock fall over the senior crew. Memories flowed in each officer’s mind about the incident in the Vega system. It had been a routine search and rescue mission, which had turned into anything but routine for the crew.

“How do you know?” Asked Admiral Aaron, opening his blue eyes to look at Commander Elbra.

“The tricorders, sir” responded Elbra. Another series of taps followed on the engineering console.

“When I examined the tricorders, I noticed they had some base data in their core programming. It seems these tricorders were also stolen at some time from different locations in our universe. However, whoever stole them didn’t realise one of their base functions is to sync with any computer system it is attached too.”

Elbra took a breathe before continuing.

“The tricorders do this to get base information. The stardate, ship time, as well as the ship it is on. This is to ensure tricorders are sync to the computer system, to prevent data corruption. I found the ship name that the tricorders were last connected to, before ours”.

A quick series of taps followed, and a single ship name appeared in the hologram system floating above the console.

I.S.S Zuikaku.

Commander Joros looked at the ship name, before looking at the admiral.

“Guess we know where our guest came from sir”

“Indeed, Commander” replied Aaron. Looking at the ship name again, a sense of relief, anger, and worry swirled around the admiral. “But I don’t know if this is better, or worse”.

“So what are you orders sir?” Asked Joros.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to comprise his thoughts, realistically there wasn’t more they could do.

“We will proceed will repairs at New Romulus. Once we have beamed our security teams we left on the planet back we will assume standing orders once repairs are complete. We are to patrol Romulan Republic space for the meanwhile”.

“And the mirror universe commando squad sir?”

“I’ll inform the Romulan Republic government and Starfleet Command. They will decide the next move, and if it involves us”.

Aaron took a moment to look around at his senior crew gathered around the engineering console.

“Good work people. Elbra and Aisha, I want you to summarise what you just told us in a report. I send it to Starfleet Command along with my own report, everyone else, dismissed”

Dismissed from the meeting, the senior crew of the Zuikaku moved away from the engineering console to the door leading out of main engineering. The sound of dozen feet hitting the deck lead to a small echo revolving around the room. Only Admiral Aaron and Commander Joros remained at the engineering console.

Joros, moving over to the admiral’s side of the table, stopped beside him. Leaning towards the admiral, Joros spoke in nothing more than a whisper, that even the admiral had a hard time hearing.

“What about our prisoner’s sir?”

Leaning towards the commander, Aaron lowered his voice to a whisper as well.

“Contact Starfleet security on New Romulus. Tell them we have two high value prisoners who need immediate transport back to Earth”

Nodding, Joros began to move away from the Admiral, before noticing he was still staring at the ISS Zuikaku hologram name.

“But..?” Joros began to ask.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to glance away from the hologram floating before him.

“Before that, I want to speak to one of them before they leave this ship”

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Star Trek Online – Zuikaku – Mirror’s Shadow – Part Eight

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Sep 162015


I do not own Star Trek, or Star Trek Online. Those products and trademarks are owned by CBS and Paramount. I am merely writing a Short story in regards to the Cryptic Game – Star trek Online. So Lawyers of those two icons please do not message me saying I am breaching copyright. As stated before, I do not own Star Trek, and merely play the game Star Trek Online and decided to write a short story (snigger) about my character if he was involved in that Universe. Now with that over and done with, on with the show.


On the runabout, a different scenario was playing.

“How much longer before that deflector is aligned, ensign” said Commander Tal’oa angrily.

“One more minute sir, with calculations this dedicate, it cannot be rushed any more than it is sir” replied the ensign, obliviously in fear for his own life.

Commander Tal’oa debated shooting the man right there and then, but for the moment he was needed for him to get to the wormhole, and back home. Around him on the runabouts bridge, all the crew members positions were filled, half a dozen officers in all. They had been chased all the way from New Romulus, and despite the runabouts advanced systems, and the damaged state of their target, the crew of the Zuikaku had pursued them all the way to the nebula.

Should have set their self-destruct off when we had the chance” thought Tal’oa.

“Sir, the Zuikaku has charged their phasers and loaded their torpedo tubes” called out ensign Mohoa.

Commander Tal’oa anger increased fivefold, they were so close. He wasn’t about to let a stubborn Starfleet admiral stop him at his greatest triumph of his career. He could see the sovereign class ship on the view screen to his left, on his right, on another monitor, was the wormhole that would give them safety.

“Time to the wormhole” demanded Tal’oa

“Another two minutes sir” replied Ensign Mohoa.

Two more minutes, all we need to do is distract them for another two minutes. Thought Tal’oa.

But the commander also knew that the Zuikaku would open fire before his runabout reached the wormhole, in an effort to disable them. All Tal’oa needed was five seconds to make his next decision.

“Ensign Mahoa, bring us around, and open fire”

Commander Tal’oa watched as the biggest smile appeared on the ensign’s face, and with several taps of his console, bring the runabout around. As the Commander watched the Zuikaku appear in the forward viewport, a fierce smile appeared on his face. He was about to do what he had been born to do.


A loud warning klaxon blared through Command per Tarah’s console.
“Sir, the runabout has come about and has locked weapons on us” stated Tarah, her voice raising several levels.

Admiral Aaron didn’t waste a heartbeat. “Transfer auxiliary power to the foreward shields”.

The sound of phaser fire striking the shields sounded through the bridge, and a slight tremor was felt by everyone on the bridge.

“Shields at sixty eight percent, their manoeuvring to try and stay close to our hull sir” reported Tarah.

Commander Joros took the time to glance up from her chair to look at the commander.

“What did they hit us with Tarah? that’s quite a hit from a runabout class ship”

“Guess I underestimated their firepower sir. Whatever has been done to that runabout has been a substantial change.”

“Target their engines commander, disable them” interrupted Admiral Aaron.

Commander Joros looked down at the helmsman, adding her own voice. “Drop to half impulse ensign, let’s see if we can trip them up”

“Aye sir” came voices from two different directions.

Admiral Aaron watched on the forward view screen as the black runabout seem to dance around ion space. With phaser blasts passing left and right to the ship. With targeting systems down, the admiral knew the chances of Tarah hitting a rapidly manoeuvring ship was slim, but they had to take a chance. Even one good hit could change the course of the engagement.

The pilot of the runabout on the other hand, was making every effort to make the Commanders job more difficult. Sticking close to the hull of Zuikaku where possible, all the well taking opportunity shots to the larger ships shields. Several more blasts from the runabout struck the shields.

“Shields at sixty percent” reported Tarah.

It was at that point the admiral had an idea, and without hesitation he spring to action.

“Full emergency stop, rotate our axis to port side”

As the helmsman slam her left hand down on the console with her right hand tapping several buttons, the admiral felt himself lurch forward slightly as the internal dampeners weren’t quite quick enough to compensate for the sudden maneuverer. As Zuikaku came to a quick stop in space, the runabout, had in that time had come about and was about to make another run from the forward saucer. The pilot, seeing the larger ships sudden stop and rotate to his starboard, jerked to the left hand side, to run on the ventral side of the saucer.

However, the sudden maneuverer also put the runabout in range of the larger ships torpedo tubes.


“Fire” ordered Commander Joros, cutting off Tarah in mid-sentence.

As the commander tapped a button on her console, a trio of blue halos erupted from the torpedo launcher on Zuikaku’s ventral saucer. The runabout pilot quickly turned his ship around. Two of the torpedoes missed, however the third slammed into the runabouts aft shield. A blue glow surrounded the runabout as its shields took the blunt of the impact.

“Runabouts shields are at twenty two percent sir” reported Commander Tarah.

“Guess whoever designed that ship didn’t have time to work on its shields” pondered Commander Joros.

“Also it could be the power drain of operating the warp systems and weapon systems is meaning they have to reduce power in other areas sir”
Admiral Aaron took a moment to ponder his officer’s statements, however, he didn’t have time to make his own comment before Tarah spoke up again.

“They’re launching torpedoes sir, incoming”

Before Admiral Aaron could make another order, the sound of the torpedoes striking the shields sounded through the bridge, along with a jolt through the deck that almost made him stumble.

“Report” ordered Commander Joros.

“Shields took the blunt of the impact sir, shields are at fifty percent. But they seem to be holding”.


Admiral, Aaron took a moment to determine who had spoken to him, and seeing ensign Torina looking in his direction, concluded it had been her speaking.

“What is it ensign?” Asked Admiral Aaron.

“I believe those torpedoes were a diversion sir. They have picked up pace and are headed away from us”

Admiral Aaron didn’t need to be told where they were heading, but decided t get confirmation. Turning to Commander Aisha, he didn’t even need to speak words, as the commander had already picked up on his meaning.

“Yes sir, they are headed to the wormhole, they will be there in one minute sir” reported Aisha.

Admiral Aaron considered his options, considering he had no idea what had been taken from his ship, or the danger it could pose, he had only one option left. Turning to Tarah, he made sure he had her full attention.

“Load forward torpedo launchers with high yield torpedoes commander”

Commander Tarah’s eyes widened for a second, before a nod of her head responded to the admiral’s order.

“Aye, sir”.

The admiral watched as his first officer rise from her chair, and walk over to him.

“You sure you want to do that sir, we have no idea what they may have taken”

“Exactly commander” replied Aaron “better safe than sorry” a slight smile appeared on the admiral’s face. “But you know me Commander, I’m going to give them one more chance”.

A slight smile responded to his statement from Utoeze as she turned away to face the view screen, while the admiral turned to face Commander Tarah.

“Hail them Commander”

“Aye sir, hailing”

A few seconds passed by, when the surprised voice of Tarah responded.

“They’re returning our hails sir”

Admiral Aaron took a moment to take a breathe, and turn to the viewscreen.

The viewscreen containing the fleeing runabout was replaced with what looked like the forward compartment of the runabout. The admiral could see at least half a dozen individuals, working at various consoles. However what dominated the screen was a large Andorian, with a fierce looking expression on his face. It was oblivious to the admiral, this was the individual he had exchanged a few words with in the shuttle bay. His anger eyes were a dead giveaway to the admiral.

“I’m guessing I’m addressing the leader of the commando squad that invaded my ship, yes?”

The admiral watched as as the Andorian raise his head slightly before answering.

“Yes, and what do you want admiral” the Andorians voice was sharp, precise, demanding.

Commander Joros watched as the admiral shift his stance slightly. “I’m giving you a chance, please cut your engines and lower your shields”

“Or what?”

Admiral Aaron took a breathe, before responding. Commander Joros also noted his eyes had become sharp, like if the admiral could launch his eyes at the Andorian to pierce his skin.

“Or we will be forced to destroy you”.

A chuckle sounded over the comm system, as a smile appeared on the Andorians face, but it was a smile that had none of the joy one would expect.

“Please admiral” began the Andorian dismissively “I know your reputation, you won’t destroy us” Commander Joros noted that the Andorian seemed quite confident with his statement.

“Then you don’t know me at all, last chance, stand down or be destroyed” stated Aaron.

Another chuckle sounded over the comm system. “Goodbye Admiral, I won’t say it’s been a pleasure to have to deal with you. We won’t meet again”. Before the admiral could respond, the Andorian slammed his hand down onto the console. In a second, the cockpit of the runabout was again replaced with a viewscreen of the azure nebula, with the runabout fleeing to a swirling vortex of a wormhole.

“Twenty seconds until they enter the wormhole entrance sir” reported ensign Torina.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to breathe. He had tried everything possible to resolve the situation peacefully. However, the crew of the runabout refused to come peacefully. He had only one choice, considering the circumstances. Considering he had no idea what information they had potentially stolen from his ships datacores, he couldn’t risk any information being released.

“Lock torpedoes”

A quick series of taps sounded from Commander Tarah console.

“Torpedoes locked sir”

Commander Joros took a moment to look at the admiral, it was oblivious it was determined on his next action. But it was also oblivious that on his face he didn’t like what he was about to do.

“Ten seconds until they enter the wormhole sir” stated ensign Torina, her voice soft.

Admiral Aaron took a quick moment to close his eyes, and open them again before raising his voice slightly.


A trio of blue halos erupted from Zuikaku and quickly sped to the fleeing runabout as it closed to the wormholes opening. The torpedoes looked to be running straight and true, until at the last second they seemed to be affected by some unseen wave like water and harmless pass by the runabout sport quarter and go sailing off into the azure nebula.

A split second later, the runabout entered the wormhole and seemed to be engulfed by it like a child hiding themselves under a blanket. Before anyone on the Zuikaku Bridge could react, the wormhole started to collapse in on itself. It a split second the wormhole disappeared in a small flash of white light.

“They’re gone sir, wormhole has also closed behind them” reported Aisha.
Commander Joros turned to face Aisha, leaving the admiral to continue glazing at the forward viewscreen. “Any chance we can find out where they’re going, or open the wormhole again Commander?”

A shake of Aisha’s head greeted her question. “No sir, we are still unsure of how they created the wormhole, or who created it”

“Who?” Asked Aaron

“Yes sir, I did detect the runabout using their deflector to modify the wormhole slightly. But they didn’t create it. I suspect whoever is on the opposite side opened the wormhole for them. Looks like they had this raid well planned sir”

A moment of quietness fell over the bridge. Commander Joros could easily detect the hint of defeat that would present among the bridge crew members. They had failed, despite everything they had done, they had still failed to catch or stop the intruders. A sigh emitted from Admiral Aaron, as he turned away from the front viewscreen and walked back to his captain’s chair. Sitting with a thump in the chair, the admiral popped his right elbow onto his knee, and used his hand to support his head.

“I want everyone to know this” began the admiral. “You did the best you could in an unknown and chaotic situation. Don’t let this defeat get you down, you did your jobs as Starfleet officers. But sometimes, you cannot win them all”

Commander Joros watched as the bridge crew assimilate the admiral’s statement. A few nervous smiles appeared on several faces. It was oblivious some crew members were buoyed by the admirals statement, but we’re also scared to show it. Like they were scared if they were caught smiling, other crew members would look down on them.

“Sir” came Tarah’s voice, it was sharp, slightly raised.

“Yes commander” replied the admiral

“We may want to get out of here. I’m detecting several Tholian cruisers and two battleships on an intercept course. They’re approaching from deeper inside the azure nebula. Estimated time of intercept is two minutes”.

Admiral Aaron immediately rose from his command chair. Tholians thought the admiral. Don’t want to be caught by them, they really do not like me.

“Ensign Ferruso, come about. Return the way we came. Full impulse. Once we clear the azure nebula go to warp eight”

“Aye sir”

Nodding the admiral proceeded to sit back in his captain’s chair.

“Are our long range communications back online Ms Aisha?” Asked Commander Joros.

“No sir, we are still one hour from re-establishing long range communications”

Commander Joros turned to face Tarah, who was busy tapping away at her console.

“Status of weapon systems?”

Commander Tarah took a moment to consult her console, before raising her head again to look directly at Joros.

“Torpedoes are ready. Phaser targeting systems are still offline but their fully charged. Shields are at seventy percentage and continuing to rise”.
Joros nodded her head. The ship was in as good of a condition she could be considering the circumstances if they had to make a running fight of it. Satisfied, the commander walked over to her command chair, on the admiral’s right hand side, and sat down.

“Guess our answers we have to wait sir” stated Joros to Aaron

“True enough Commander, but hopefully main engineering come duo with something from examining the tricorders we recovered” there was a hint of hopeful optimism in the admiral’s voice.

“Sir, we have left the azure Nebula” stated ensign Ferruso.

“Tholians are right behind us sir” added ensign Torina.

A smile appeared on the admiral’s face. “Let’s see how badly they want us. Let’s book it ensign” ordered Aaron.

Commander Joros couldn’t help but smile at the admiral’s catchphrase he used sometimes when ordering warp speed. The Zuikaku stretched in space for a second before jumping to warp in a blinding flash of light.


Admirals log stardate 92313 Supplemental

After proceeding away from the Azure Nebula at warp eight for thirty minutes, the Tholians gave up the chase and returned back to the azure nebula. We are proceeding back to New Romulus. We are still unsure of the full story of why we were attacked, and by who.

Admiral Aaron sat alone in his ready room, tapping away on his console. It had been a full hour since the runabout with its commando squad had disappeared into the wormhole in the azure nebula, and thirty minutes since the Tholians had given up their chase of the Zuikaku. In that time, the admiral’s head had been focused on questions. Why was his ship attacked, by whom and why. Another question in his head was how a supposedly dead Lieutenant, apparently returned from the grave, had been part of the raid. There were too many questions, and barely any answers.

Aaron went to take a drink from his cup, a ceramic cup. It had been a gift from an old friend, and unlike some ceramic cups, this one was reinforced. The admiral was sure if we dropped it on someone’s head, the person’s skull would crack before the cup did. However, he quickly discovered it had long since been emptied of its contents. The admiral thought briefly about refilling it, but decided against it.

Already had enough of this stuff. Thought Aaron.

A chime from his ready room door interrupted any further thoughts.


The admiral watched as his first officer, Commander Joros, enter his ready room with a PADD in her hand. Walking over to the admiral desk, Joros stopped just on the opposite side, before handing the PADD to the admiral.
“Repairs are on schedule sir. The phaser array targeting systems are operational again, and long range communications should be online by the time we reach New Romulus”

“Thank you Commander” replied Admiral Aaron, after quickly glancing at the PADD.

“Quite a night wasn’t it sir” stated Joros.

“More like close to very early morning now Commander” replied Admiral Aaron.

Joros took a moment to look at the admiral. It was oblivious she had just interrupted the admiral deep in thought. It didn’t take a genius to see what the admiral was most concerned about.

“Still hard to believe we have Lieutenant Richardson, or someone that looks exactly like the lieutenant in our brig sir”

“Indeed, Commander”

Not satisfied with the admiral’s response, Commander Joros decided to continue to press the issue.

“The question is, exactly why she was with the group that attacked us. Also more interesting is why she decided to tell us anything”

“Well you heard one of her answers. Apparently she was tired of the life she had been living so far”

Commander Joros shook her head. “I don’t for a second believe that is the entire story sir. She is hiding something big”.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to smirk “not a fan of mystery’s commander?”

“Not when they threaten the safety of the crew, the ship, and her captain”

A brief moment of silence descended across the room, Commander Joros decided she was tired of the admiral deflecting the core issue, and decided it was best to confront him face-on. It was her job as first officer.

“Permission to speak freely admiral”


Joros hands, which had been behind her back since the exchange, came down onto the desk’s surface, a small audible bang could be heard.

“Admiral, you did not kill the Lieutenant back then”

“I might as well have pulled the trigger myself Utoeze” came the admiral’s reply. However, his voice was soft, low, like a massive weight had just been placed onto his chest.

Joros hands came up from the desk, and folded themselves across her chest.

“Considering what was occurring sir, there was nothing that could have been done. That ship came out of warp right on top of us and didn’t hesitate to open fire the second they could”

“But honesty what was I thinking Commander, Sending a squad to an un-defended critical installation that we needed to complete our mission. One of the first things you learn as a Starfleet officer is to always assess the risks”

“And the second thing you learn is that you need to take risks, even with your life, despite any danger sometimes” countered Joros.

A sigh emitted from the Admiral. In a split second the commander had an epiphany, she now knew what had been bothering the admiral so much. She also hated herself it had taken so long for her to realise, as it spoke directly to the admiral’s nature.

“You not feeling this way because you lost one crewman. Your feeling this way because back then, and now, you did not see this from occurring. You couldn’t predict it, and counter it before those situations caused harm to people”

While the admiral didn’t move, didn’t even change his rhythm of breathing, Joros could tell she had struck the core of the issue. His blue eyes had softened slightly, and it seemed whatever weight was on his shoulders seemed to be weighing a bit less.

“You pride yourself on knowing people’s true nature the second you meet them” continued Joros “it doesn’t always work, but a lot of times you can see and predict someone’s true motives. However many times you are wrong. But usually it doesn’t affect or hurt anyone else but yourself.”

Again, the admiral didn’t change his rhythm of breathing, but had laid back into his chair, his hands at his side. Seemingly engrossed by the Commander’s words.

“That’s what’s bothering you sir. I would be negligent if I didn’t point out your own words to the crew back there. We did our best at the time, but sometimes you cannot win them all….”

Commander Joros watched as the admiral closed his eyes to her words.

“Or predict everything that will occur. Despite how much we may want to protect the people we serve, command, or care about”

A silence descended upon the ready room, like the room itself had become burdened with the words exchanged between the two senior officers. The atmosphere itself seemed to be charged, and it was like the ready rooms furniture itself dare not breathe, least it disturb an unknown sleeping giant.

A chuckle sounded from the admiral. As the commander watched Aaron open his eyes, she saw they had a spark to them. Obliviously the Admiral had thought of something funny in relation to her words.

That, and the smirk he had on his face was oblivious.

“You’re really seemingly getting to know who I truly am aren’t you Commander” stated the admiral.

“Job of a first officer sir, would it be doing my job if I didn’t notice if the ships commander not himself”.

“True enough” admitted the admiral.

Joros let out the breathe she didn’t realise she had been holding. Sometimes she wondered how first officers didn’t become basket cases with dealing with some captains and their quirks.

“Anyway, back on topic Commander. Have we found out what the commando squad manage to download from our engineering core?”

A shake of a head greeted the admiral’s question. “No, sir. We are still trying to figure out what was taken.

A chime interrupted the discussion as a voice sounded through the comm system. “Engineering to Admiral Lawford

Aaron took a moment to recognise the voice of his chief engineer. “Admiral Lawford here, what can I do for you commander”

We have managed to extract data from the tricorders left behind by the commando squad members we captured

A smile appeared on Joros face, and Aaron couldn’t but help share the sediment.

“Well done Commander Tindorle. Myself and Commander Joros will be down their shortly”

However, the admiral half raised from his seat, was stopped by Commander Tindorle continuing to speak.

Sir, I highly recommend that we get the entire senior staff on this meeting sir

A raised eyebrow appeared on Commander Joros face as the admiral looked at her.

“May I ask why commander” questioned Aaron

Trust me sir, the information we have gathered is crucial. It also affects the entire senior staff. I wish I could tell you more over the comm system. But I believe it is best you see for yourself

Admiral Aaron took a moment to think. It was highly unusual for a senior staffer to ask their commanding officer to have the entire senior staff present for a meeting. Some captains and admirals preferred to keep some information contained to people they believed were the only ones who needed to hear critical, and possibly sensitive information. Not only that, but some senior officers over estimated sometimes what information affected what people, and ship captains and admirals were usually most experienced to be able to make a determination based on their years of experience.

Aaron knew Commander Tindorle was aware of this. For her to make the request for all senior staff to be present, was not only unpresented, but was a sure sign that whatever she had found, was indeed crucial.

“We are on how way Commander. All senior staff will be in main engineering in the next ten minutes”

Acknowledged”. With an audible pop, the admiral heard the comm system close down.

Reaching over to his desk, Aaron tapped a button on his console, activating the ship wide comm system.

“All senior staff, report to main engineering in the next ten minutes. No exceptions”

With another tap of the console, Aaron leaned back into his ready room chair, his right hand along the side of his face, forefinger running along the side of his nose.

Commander Joros, her hands folded behind her back, crooked her head to the side slightly.

“Don’t think I have ever heard Elbra make that kind of request” her voice was monotone, but carried a slight sense of worry the admiral could detect.
“Indeed” responded Aaron. “The commander must have found something really important…”

“Or very dangerous to us or the federation” finished Joros.

Admiral Aaron rose from his chair, and walked around his ready room desk. As he headed for the rooms door, Commander Joros fell into place behind and to the admiral’s right hand side.

As the ready room doors parted, and the two officers walked onto the bridge, the admiral couldn’t help but agree to the Commanders statement.

Commander Tarah, who was obliviously busy filling in her replacement at her tactical station, noticed the admiral and he commander headed for the turbolift. With a quick glance around her to confirm everything was normal on the bridge, she jogged slightly and managed to catch up with the admiral, just as the turbolift doors opened.

“Anything you can tell me sir about this, muster call, if you can.” asked Tarah.

“Honesty I don’t know anything myself Commander. All I know is that whatever Main engineering has found, it is really important” responded the admiral.

As the three officers entered the turbolift, the admiral couldn’t but help think that maybe, finally, he would get some real answers.

“Main Engineering” stated Commander Joros.

As the turbolift beeped in acceptance of order, and the doors closed in front of the three officers, a single thought stayed in the admiral’s head. A thought that brought him a sense of purpose, and gave him renewed energy.

Time to found out what this has all been about.

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Star Trek Online – Zuikaku – Mirror’s Shadow – Part Seven

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Sep 142015


I do not own Star Trek, or Star Trek Online. Those products and trademarks are owned by CBS and Paramount. I am merely writing a Short story in regards to the Cryptic Game – Star trek Online. So Lawyers of those two icons please do not message me saying I am breaching copyright. As stated before, I do not own Star Trek, and merely play the game Star Trek Online and decided to write a short story (snigger) about my character if he was involved in that Universe. Now with that over and done with, on with the show.


Admiral Aaron took some time to find his voice, and when he did, it was still heavy with sorrow, heavy with regret, and a tint of anger.

“How can you be here?” Asked the admiral. “I watched a station go up with you still on it”.

“Yes” replied Emilia. “I saw the report on my death, when I was in your computer system”.

“Why were you and your team in our computer system?” Asked Joros.

Joros watched Emilia shrug, and with a slight smirk to her face. “I was curious”.

“That’s not the real reason why” replied Admiral Aaron “Both for your mission, and your personal interest”.

When Emilia didn’t respond, the admiral continued. “No, you initially weren’t here for personal files and reports. You were here for something else. Once you had gotten what you wanted, something caused you to search….. Yourself out”. Commander Joros noticed the admiral had difficulty finishing his sentence.

Commander Joros could see Emilia’s slight smirk fade away, she watched as Emilia took a deep breath. Joros could see the Emilia in front of her, obliviously in distress, it was like she wanted to tell her entire pain to the world, no, more like to the individual in front of her. There was something about the admiral that was causing Emilia some great distress, like he was the key to something she had been wanting to find for her entire life. Of course the oblivious being what was supposed to be a dead crewman standing in front of the commander added to the mystery.

“Do you know what it is like to have no hope, nothing in your future?” Asked Emilia.

Before either the admiral or the commander could respond, Emilia continued. “To be surrounded by enemies every day, to have to do things so wrong just to survive. At first it was fun, I enjoyed playing the game” Admiral Aaron watched as Emilia comprose herself before continuing. “But then you see yourself in a mirror, your shadow, after so many years of denying that nagging voice in the back of your head, saying, this ain’t you, this is what the world made you”.

Admiral Aaron was starting to get the feeling there was more to this story, and he was eager to find out the truth. He never liked mysteries in his personal life, more so when they could have a negative effect on his crew, his family, or himself.

“Where are you from?” Asked the Admiral. “Because it is oblivious you aren’t a clone, or a duplicate”.

Instead of answering the Admirals question, Emilia proposed another.
“You captured our tricorders didn’t you?”

“We recovered your data storage devices yes, and in the process of finding out what you wanted” replied Commander Joros. “But why don’t you just tell us, it would make it easier, and might actually help you”.

Admiral Aaron could notice the smirk on Emilia return.

“Where would be the fun in that?”

“Please, just tell us what you wanted” asked Admiral Aaron softly. Commander Joros could tell the admiral had asked in his gentlemanly voice.

“While what we wanted may interested you, I think you will be more interested when you find out why” replied Emilia.

Admiral Aaron was about to respond, when the comm system interrupted
Bridge to Admiral Lawford”.

Admiral Aaron tapped his combadge. “Admiral Lawford here”

Admiral” even with the slight comm disruption, Commander Joros could tell it was Commader Aisha’s voice. “We have picked up some strange readings coming from the Azure Nebula, where the runabout is headed towards. You will want to come check this our sir”.

“On my way commander, Lawford out”.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to look at Emilia standing in front of him, and watch her give him a slight smile in return, then turned his back to the forcefield and start walking out of the brig. Commander Joros, momentary distracted by the smile offered to the Admiral by Emilia, had to rush to catch up as the admiral exited the brig.

The admiral was making a quick pace walking through the corridors to the turbolift. Commander Joros quickly thought to herself she could create a workout for the crew based on how quickly the admiral walked through the ship.

“Sir, what was that about, how is Lieutenant Richardson in our brig?”

“ I don’t know Commander, hopefully when we examine their tricorders we will find out” replied Admiral Lawford.

Commander Joros could tell there was something not right with the Admiral. “Sir, there was nothing you could have done about Lieutenant Richardson sir, our Lieutenant Richardson sir”.

“I know commander” Admiral Aaron took a moment to breathe a deep sigh “doesn’t help though, seeing her face to face after all this time, even though I know it isn’t her”.

“I know sir, I was just as shocked” replied Commander Joros. “However, that situation was…..”

“Unique” interrupted the Admiral.

“Well, we will have time for answers later. If we captured this runabout and commando squad who attacked us, we might find out quicker what this is all about” stated the admiral.

“Yes sir” replied Commander Joros, just as they reached the turbolift doors.

Waiting for the doors to open, Admiral Aaron and Commander Joros stepped inside.

“Bridge” commanded the Admiral.

As the turbolift started to move to the stated destination. Commander Joros could tell this turbolift was different. Like the turbolift itself was also somehow weighed down with the same questions and knowledge its two passengers had gained in the short time between trips.


As the turbolift doors parted at the bridge, Commander Joros’s questions were still rattling around her head. As she watch the admiral make a beeline for Commander Aisha, she forced herself to put those questions to the back of her mind.

“Report” requested Commander Joros.

“Sir” responded ensign Torina. “ the enemy runabout about ten minutes ago increased speed to warp nine point two. They will reach the azure nebula inside of ten minutes”

“We won’t be able to keep up with them for long Sir” continued ensign Ferruso “ the damage we suffered in our last mission hasn’t been fully repaired yet. We can maintain warp nine point two for maybe another fifteen minutes. Any longer than that and we will need to drop out of warp”

“Any chance we can increase speed ensign?” Asked Commander Joros.

“No sir, any faster will put too much strain onto our warp field”

Commander Joros took a moment to compromise her thoughts, before turning to Commander Tarah. Joros thought for a moment in the darkened state the bridge was in at the moment, that it only seemed to make the Andorians blue screen seem like a dark purple.

“Phaser arrays still don’t have targeting Sir. However, we may have quantum torpedo targeting systems operational in about fifteen minutes”.

“Tell the repair crews to make torpedo targeting our top priority Commander. I want to be able to hit what we shoot at”

“Aye sir” replied Commander Tarah.

While this exchange was going on, Admiral Lawford had moved over to Commander Aisha’s console and was staring deeply at a sensor scanty what looked like a portal, or wormhole. Obliviously what commander Aisha had detected had both the admiral and the commander very curious. Commander Joros, satisfied she couldn’t do anything more, moved over to the science station.

“Admiral, I am guessing you are seeing what I am seeing, correct sir?” Asked commander Aisha, waving her hand at the sensor scan she was currently studying.

“I am Commander” replied Admiral Lawford. “What do you make of it.”

“Sir” replied Commander Aisha. The admiral watched as the commanders hands fly over the console, tapping so many buttons so quickly the sound of the buttons was like a musical orchaster. Up on the commander’s screen, another sensor image appeared, similar in shape to a wormhole, but slightly different.

“The image on our right is one that the Tholians use. There has been evidence and confirmed sittings that sometimes these tunnels appear, and several Tholian ships come out”. Commander Joros watched as icons of tholians ships exiting the portal appeared. Obliviously to give the admiral and the commander a visual of what was being said.

“The image on the left, has been of a portal or wormhole, I’m not sure what sir, appear about ten minutes ago on our sensors” continued commander Aisha

“I thought our long range sensors hadn’t been repaired yet Commander” stated Admiral Lawford.

“They haven’t sir” replied Commander Aisha. “However, I have been tinkering with Zuikaku’s short range sensors over the past couple of months, they have a somewhat greater range than most other starships short range sensors”

“That must cause a bit more power drain Commander” stated Commander Joros, deciding now was the time to inject herself into the conversation.

“Yes, sir” replied Commander Aisha “However, with most of our systems still down or been repaired at the moment, I decided a short burst of energy usage for the sensors was appropriate, causing the circumstances”

Admiral Lawford smiled. I like her initative. Thought the admiral.

“Well done commander, now what’s up with this second sensor reading” said Admiral Lawford, keen to get back on track to what had interested the commander so much.

“There are two, no three differences between the Tholian wormhole and the one the runabout is headed towards sir”. Said Commnader Aisha, turning her chair around from facing the admiral to facing her console once again.

“One, the wormhole has a different flow direction. What I mean is why the Tholian wormhole has more forced directed outward, like an exit,, this one has a flow more towards itself, or inward”

“What do you think the significance of that is Commander?” Asked Admiral Lawford.

“If I were to speculate sir, I would say this wormhole is meant for being entered into, like a door”

“So there is a good chance that is their escape route Admiral” commented Commander Joros to the admiral.

“Agreed, Commander”

“Second, sirs” continued Aisha. “Is that this wormhole has a slight temporal variance to it, not much, but enough that it could be significant, or have an effect on any ship entering the wormhole”

“Time travel!” Stated Commander Joros. “You sure commander?”.

Commander Aisha took a moment to comprise her reply. “I cannot be hundred percentage sure. However these readings you seem to indictate there is some temporal occurrence going on”.

“What could be the significance of that” said Admiral Lawford. More to himself than anyone around him.

“Dare I ask about the third difference” asked Commander Joros.

“The third difference is the mystery difference sirs. Theirs a variance in the wormholes subspace structure. Every wormhole is different, even in subtile ways. However, this one has a variance that is big enough that I am concerned this wormhole is different from others”.

“Different how commander?” Asked Admiral Lawford.

“ I honesty not sure sir, I cannot put my finger on it” replied Commander Aisha.

Commander Joros sighed, another dead end in the mystery. But as Commander Joros started to move back to the center of the bridge, she noticed Admiral Aaron stay, looking at Commander Aisha with concern.

“There’s more that you want to say commander, but you are unsure to say it” stated Admiral Aaron. “Whatever it is, please don’t be concerned about voicing an opinion”

Commander Joros watched as Commander Aisha turned back to look at her console briefly, then turn back to face the Admiral. What Commander Joros saw on Aisha’s face was concern, and what looked like a tiny bit of fear.

“Sir, I. Sure I have seen this exact same variance before, personally, and recently”

Admiral Aaron took a moment to digest his officer’s comments. What could have occurred recently that would have been a similar situation. Admiral Aaron couldn’t for the life of himself what this deja’vu was telling him. However he understood his officers concern. Because he had a gut instinct that this missing piece of information, was a very large key to the puzzle.

“Sir, we will be entering the Azure Nebula in three minutes” stated engaging Torina.

“Even short range sensors sir are picking up heavy Tholian activity. The last update from Starfleet and Romulan Republic command are that they expect a Tholian operation is either underway, or is about to get underway, sir” added Commander Tarah.

“Any communication from the runabout Commander?” Asked Commander Joros, as she and the admiral walked down to their respective command chairs.

“No sir” replied Commander Tarah. “Not a single word from them since we began our pursuit”
“I’m not reading any strange signals, or activity from the runabout either sir” commented Commander Aisha.

Engineering to Bridge

“Bridge here” replied Admiral Aaron.

I’ve been analysing the sensor scans of that runabout sir. It’s definitely not a normal runabout. Their power generation is way above what I would expect from this class of ship sir” explained Commander Elbra.

“What you be your expert opinion about this ship Commander?” Asked Admiral Aaron.

“Honesty sir. I wouldn’t be surprised if this ship has the tactical, and power capabilities of a light cruiser sir” replied Elbra

“Acknowledged, Commander” replied Admiral Aaron “Do your best to get as many of our systems back online as possible”

Aye, sir” came the response as the comm system cut off with a small burst of static.

Admiral Aaron took a moment to comprise his thoughts, and within one second decided spin his next course of action.

“Hail the runabout” ordered Admiral Aaron

“Aye sir” replied Commnander Tarah.

Commander Joros watched and heard as Tarah fingers tap several buttons, hesitate for several seconds, before raising her voice again. “No response, sir”.

“Open a comm channel” ordered Commander Joros.

“Aye sir” replied Tarah. Again Commander Tarah fingers swept across her console. Commander Joros heard the familiar sound of the comm system activating. “Channel open sir”.

“This is Admiral Aaron of the Federation vessel Zuikaku” began Admiral Aaron. “You are nearby ordered to cut your engines, come to a full stop and prepare to be boarded”.

Silence greeted his statement.

Admiral Aaron took a quick moment to glance at his first officer, get the same annoyed look from Commander Joros, before continuing.

“If you do not stop we will be forced to open fire, you have committed a act of aggression against a federation ship. You are hear-by ordered to cut your engines”.

Again Silence greeted his statement.

Admiral Aaron made a slashing motion using his hand across his neck to Commander Tarah. With a nod of her head, Commander Tarah closed the comm link.

“Did they receive our communications Commander?” Asked Joros.

“Yes sir, they definitely received it” replied Commander Tarah.

Joros made a quick sigh, before turning her attention to the Admiral.

“Doesn’t look like their interested in talking”

“Agreed” responded Admiral Aaron.

“Sir! The runabout is dropping to impulse, we have reached the Azure Nebula” exclaimed ensign Torina.

“Drop to impulse and stay with them ensign” ordered Admiral Aaron.

Admiral Aaron watched as the streaking lights across the bridges forward view screen change to the blues, reds and oranges of the Azure Nebula. Still squarely in the middle of the view screen, the Admiral watched as the black coloured runabout race ahead. At another period of time, the Admiral would have found looking at the Azure Nebula to be a pleasant experience, even relaxing. The mix of blues, reds and oranges looked like a painter had grabbed his paint, and chucked into onto a constantly moving canvas, allows the colours to swirl into and around one another . However, now in pursuit of a runabout that had caused his ship and crew harm, he had one focus. To bring those on the runabout to justice.

“Sir, that runabout is making a beeline for the wormhole, and they seem eager to get there as soon as they can” stated Commander Aisha from her science station.

“How long until they reach the wormhole commander?” Asked Admiral Aaron.

“About three to four minutes sir” came the reply.

Admiral Aaron turned to look at his first officer, they were rapidly running out of time, with each tick of the clock, their options for finding answers, or stopping the runabout, was dwindling.

Commander Joros could tell the Admiral was thinking, and she agreed with him. But finding an solution to their problems, was difficult.

“Sir, the repair crews have fixed our torpedo targeting systems” injected Commander Tarah.

“Tractor beam?” asked Joros.

“Still several hours sir” replied Commander Tarah.

Commander Joros took a moment to nod to Tarah, before turning her attention back to the admiral.

She could tell he had made his decision, but like most Starfleet officers, he didn’t like the order he was about to give.

“Charge the phasers, load forward torpedo tubes, but keep their yield at twenty percent, I want to disable, not kill” ordered Admiral Aaron.

“Aye sir” replied Tarah.

Commander Joros took a moment to take a deep breath. Time had now run out for a peaceful solution.

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Captain’s Log – U.S.S. Righetti

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Sep 022015

Captain’s Log – U.S.S. Righetti

Stardate 93268.81


A few weeks have passed since we managed to kill one of the Iconians, and the war has nearly stagnated. We’re still losing vessels and systems but the rate has slowed. Our work with the Krenim proceeds, Captain Nog and his team of researchers trying to find a reasonable place to make a temporal incursion with this new ‘super weapon’ they’re designing. The shielded core reveals we’ve already made one unsuccessful attempt that resulted in the complete assimilation of Romulus by the Borg, possibly the only fate more horrible than its outright destruction. It seems nothing good ever comes from playing with “doomsday” devices, especially when we’re the good guys.

The crew of the Righetti has been hard at work trying to prepare the ship for our next Iconian confrontation. Lt. Cdr Toezza and Lt. Sek have proposed an adjustment to our weapons array that will allow another emitter to add another 110 degrees to its engagement zone without sacrificing any firepower. No doubt this will come in handy sooner rather than later. Commander Yalal has been doing her usual fantastic work as my XO and has managed to upgrade our Scorpion fighters with some unmanned Swarmer drones. This will reduce the risk to my flight controllers as they’ll no longer be overly exposed during combat situations, controlling the Swarmers from the new control pods adjacent to the shuttlebay. Their usage of antiproton beams instead of disruptor cannons will simplify our logistics and repair abilities as well, as our engineering staff no longer has to maintain multiple components and trained personnel.

The only conceivable downside to the switch to Swarmers would be the increased bandwidth demands on our comm array, but leave it to my Science and Engineering staffs to solve that problem before it even became an issue. I had heard some rumors of a joint project being worked on by Lt. Cdrs Mouja, Fyrsuk, and Beetoer, but rightly assumed that if they had something worth reporting going on, they’d share it with me in due time. They called me into Science Lab 1 the other day to show me their presentation for upgrading our Secondary Deflector (2D). Traditionally it’s always been simply a navigational deflector to keep debris and micrometeorites from punching nasty little holes in our hull at full impulse and warp speeds. In recent months most crews, and Starfleet as a whole, have realized the offensive and defensive possibilities it offers if properly modified. Our current 2D is a fantastic piece of equipment that has served us well these past many months, increasing our defensive capabilities significantly, and our offensive abilities by a notable margin. The 2D these officers designed and presented to me put that one to shame. 50% reduction in sensor sweep downtime, 10% boost to our particle generators, 20% boost to our inertial dampeners, without sacrificing the ‘byproduct’ radiation it allows us to direct at our opponents. Obviously I ordered them to implement the adjustments immediately, and just as obviously they told me the work had begun the same time their presentation did. I must be getting too predictable in my old age. I think I’ll blame Elea’s 200+ years of life rather than my not-quite-30 years as Lujayne for that predictability.


Lt (J.G.) R’rarj continues his work to discern the Herald’s next attack, but lately his efforts have been getting sidetracked by his liaison work with Starfleet Temporal Agents, especially Agent Cray. Frankly I’m still extremely surprised by the STA’s willingness to go along with the current Krenim plan to re-write history. Our last excursion apparently led to the erasure of a species called the Tuterians, which has hit one of Captain Nog’s research members especially hard. According to the data logs, he was happily married to a Tuterian woman named Clauda. The records indicate she was a pleasant woman and a brilliant scientist. It’s a shame I don’t recall meeting her. R’rarj continues to try to get updates from Agent Cray but his messages seem to be going unanswered. Seems like STA is scrambling to figure out why they didn’t see the flaws in the previous temporal excursion. The chance to see a bit of egg on the faces of the smug Temporal Agents might be satisfying or amusing if it didn’t come at the expense of a whole species.

During this temporary lull, and the Righetti sitting in space dock undergoing all of her upgrades, I took a few hours to go see some familiar faces from my recent past. Luck and random chance brought the U.S.S. Maggie Grace back to Earth for a short visit, my old Nebula-class command from back when I was a junior Captain in Starfleet and merely a Lt. Cdr in 101st Fleet. She’s been doing well, participating in some defensive skirmishes against the Iconians as part of 101st’s  delaying actions for its reserve component vessels. It was good to walk her corridors again, though there are fewer familiar faces than I might have hoped for still aboard her. I guess I stole more than a few when I transferred to the Vesta-class ships ever so long ago. Still, rumors are starting to creep out of the Admiralty that some senior Federation captains may be assigned as task force commanders, and I’d be lying if I said that sort of assignment didn’t intrigue me. Wouldn’t that be something? Me as a task force commander with all my old commands falling under me: the Nebula-class Maggie Grace, the Vestas Phoenix Askani and Heatherton, the Luna-class Lauren Cohan? Unlikely to ever happen, but a captain can dream right?


Anyway, the work continues undaunted. 101st has completed Phase 2 of our research facility upgrades as the fleet Admiralty keep us focused on a headlong rush to completion. The more advanced our facility, the greater the chances one of our fleet mates can help solve this Iconian problem.


*A comm unit beeps in the background*

That would be Lt. Cdr. Fyrsuk notifying me that the new deflector array is installed and operational. Time to go see what she can do and cause some trouble on behalf of the 101st Fleet. Computer end recording and save entry.

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Captain’s Log – U.S.S. Righetti

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Aug 092015

Captain’s Log – U.S.S. Righetti

Stardate 93183.62

It feels like it’s been ages since the last time I was able to update my log properly with anything other than terse combat reports and basic situation reports. I feel like I’m compiling 6-months’ worth of reports into one entry. If you were unlucky enough to draw the short straw in entering data for this report, I offer my apologies. Please bear with me, there is much to cover.


The situation with the Vaadwaaur lasted for several months and thousands of lives were lost on both side of the conflict. Starfleet was forced to fight multiple defensive actions while we established a beachhead of sorts into the Delta Quadrant. Between the actions of many 101st Fleet captains, and efforts at Fleet Command from specialists like Admiral Tuvok, Seven of Nine and Captain Harry Kim, we were eventually able to forge a relatively stable alliance between Starfleet, the Talaxians, the Kobali, Borg Cooperative, and even more unpredictable species like the Hazari and Kazon. I was asked to infiltrate a Vaadwaur facility with Seven of Nine’s help where we learned the facts behind the Vaadwaur’s rapid rise to power and the reason they were suddenly so aggressive. Their high command structure had been thoroughly infiltrated by the neural parasites that Starfleet and Captain Picard had encountered in 2364.

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Though that incident occurred 17 years before I, Lujayne, had been born, the Elea part of me had been a symbiont in an exobiologist working back on Trill. Starfleet had published a classified “Eyes Only” report to all starship captains and a select group of qualified researchers. Lorent Elea spent several months looking into the biology of the parasites as part of a think tank. Lorent’s team completely mapped the parasite’s genome but they were unable to ascertain the species’ origin, other than it differed from any species on record.


After Starfleet learned of the parasite’s role as the driving force in the Vaadwaur we were able to send small teams to drive the parasites from their hosts. In the initial stages of development I helped ensure that the new devices used to exorcise the parasites would not affect any of Starfleet’s joined Trill members, uncommon though we are. It wouldn’t do to have symbionts and hosts dying due to unforeseen consequences. Starfleet Medical conducted initial testing and my staff, Commander Cyphert and Lt. Cdr Mouja, confirmed that because of the different methods the symbionts and parasites bond with their hosts, the symbionts would be unaffected. One fewer thing to worry about.


Starfleet, and 101st Fleet specifically, conducted a multi-pronged assault which purged the infected Vaadwaur leadership and allowed them to save many of the infected. The Delta Alliance withdrew after we confirmed that all parasites had been removed and allowed the Vaadwaur to install a new government of their own choosing. The Kobali halted converting Vaadwaur they had found in stasis and are currently in negotiations to deliver the serviceable pods back into Vaadwaur hands in exchange for cessation of all hostilities and re-establishment of previous interstellar borders. For all intents and purposes the Delta Quadrant has returned to a place of relative quiet and stability… or at least as stable as it’s ever going to get.


With this second, far more effective, appearance by the parasites Starfleet mandated research into their origins as a top priority. Lt. Cdr Mouja and Dr. Exil spearheaded the Righetti’s efforts, with significant assistance from Lt. (JG) R’rarj. R’rarj, due to his promotion, was given access to a higher level of intelligence reports which allowed our team to extrapolate various possibilities of the parasites’ origins. We cross-referenced our theories against comparative projects other 101st Fleet ships were making. The science departments on the U.S.S. Sarajevo, U.S.S. Lancaster, and U.S.S. Beowulf helped significantly, logically eliminating or strengthening the dozen+ theories that we had come up with. In the end though it was an inadvertent science confab between Righetti, Admiral Ellic’s U.S.S. Triad, and Admiral Aaron’s U.S.S. Zuikaku.

The Fleet was in orbit over Risa to attend Starfleet’s annual status update conference, which we all know means 10 minutes of report briefings and two weeks of powerboard surfing, floater piloting, and relaxing on the beach. My crew and I were hosting a social gathering aboard Righetti, when Dr. Exil overheard an offhand comment from Zuikaku’s first officer Commander Joros regarding hoping to spend less time with the Admiralty than the Elachi spend in our dimension when they attack. This started him thinking about the possibility of a link between the Elachi, Solanae, and the Bluegill parasites. Eventually he enlisted members from multiple 101st science departments in his strategy meetings. This drastically cut into their recreation time but they made significant progress, given that our Fleet starbase’s research facilities were offline due to ongoing construction. Through their combined efforts they formulated a theory that no 101st ship’s staff was able to disprove. Admiral Aaron forwarded our findings to Starfleet Science and Starfleet Intelligence.


Admiral Will gave us our marching orders and the Righetti was temporarily detached from the rest of 101st Fleet to pursue this theory. We spent the next few months operating in a small task force with Captain Kayliee Acicle’s U.S.S. Daddario and Romulan Admiral Kenzi’s warbird R.R.W. Ksenia chasing down leads and running experiments. Our initial elation and certainty in our theory slowly gave way to doubt and skepticism as experiment after lead after experiment went without success.

Starfleet also began conducting the same subspace experiments they did back in 2366 aboard the Enterprise with the goal of pushing the subspace bubble into their dimension rather than allowing them to push into ours. It wasn’t long until they made their presence felt, deeply involved with Sela. We learned that the Elachi are foot soldiers for the Iconians, the front line troops for this mysterious race we know little about. They had captured many Alpha, Beta, and Delta quadrant species and were conducting more experiments on them. Upon her rescue Sela escaped, but returned to show us what she had learned as a captive of the Elachi, namely the horrible introduction to a race or races of Iconian servitors called The Heralds. The Iconians have an ancient Dyson Sphere full of ships. Full. Of. Ships. So many ships that they blot out the sun. I’ve faced the Borg more times than I can count. I’ve faced Klingon battle fleets, survived sneak attacks by Romulan flotillas, travelled in time to eras where one misstep could alter the course of history. In Elea’s three centuries of living, I have never beheld such a sight in my life. Thousands upon thousands upon thousands of ships, with the plainly stated intent to  eradicate all ‘unworthy’ species in the galaxy. The sight was staggering; I almost lost hope then and there. There were more Iconian ships in that one sphere than all the navies of the Alpha quadrant powers combined. Thankfully Lt. Cdr Fyrsuk had the presence of mind to wrench me from the sight and we successfully escaped. Commander Yalal filed our report to Starfleet as I retired to my ready room to meditate on what we’d witnessed.

We set course for 101st Fleet’s new Delta Quadrant research platform and I sat and thought about all we’d been through over the past several years. The war with the Klingons that killed untold thousands. The Elachi razing worlds and devastating colonies. The Solanae stealing people from their homes and beds to conduct their cruel medical experiments on. The use of Bluegill parasites to drive the Vaadwaur into attacking the Delta Quadrant, killing tens of thousands. Starfleet Intelligence has compiled “Captain’s Eyes Only” reports that weave the puzzle pieces together. We’ve learned that all of these conflicts were instigated in some part by the Iconians. And now the Iconians themselves make their appearance into our space and resume the killing firsthand. This will not stand. According to the computer I was in my ready room for nearly 16 hours, but any uncertainty I felt was burnt away by my anger at these intruders. How many more people must die due to these Iconian bastards?


The war began several weeks ago. It has not gone well for anyone in the Alpha Quadrant. The Iconians were ancient before most life in our quadrant even existed, and their Heralds benefit from that technology.  Starfleet has lost dozens of ships. In mere days our casualties approach levels not seen since the low-water mark of the Dominion War. Q’onos and New Romulus have both narrowly repulsed attacks. At best we fight delaying actions to allow for maximum evacuation. Captain Paris and his daughter Miral lead a small, highly mobile force called Delta Flight. The Righetti has assisted Detla Flight task forces on several missions of high importance, alongside other 101st ships. We’ve avoided serious damage to this point, but we’ve taken a few shots that have ‘rung our bell’, to use an old Earth colloquialism.

The war goes so poorly that Starfleet is currently working with the Krenim to develop a temporal ship which can erase elements from history. I admit, things do look worse than we’ve ever seen before, but this time ship strikes me as madness. Even during the height of the Borg threat we did not consider constructing such weapons of mass destruction. It may even be worse than the thalaron weapon Shinzon developed. The research team at the new 101st labs has been ordered to assist in any way possible. The Righetti’s tactical staff, led by the XO, is conducting daily strategy sessions with their counterparts on other 101st Fleet ships. As of yet Yalal has nothing significant to report. I wrack my mind for answers that would keep us from having to develop this terrible weapon, but even with my experience nothing I come up with seems to work. My crew is more determined than ever, but the Alliance’s defeats have our morale faltering. Things cannot continue as they have or there will be nothing in the galaxy left to save. The Iconians have come this far, they will go no further.

*sigh* Now I just have to figure out how to make that happen.


Computer end recording and save log.

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