Star Trek/Star Wars: The Meeting

Praxis · Post by **Praxis** » 2004-10-07 03:41am

I'm just posting the first bit tonight, and remember, I started writing this about two years ago. Here it goes:

----Introduction----

Location: Unknown Regions, near Imperial Space, Star Wars Galaxy.
Time: Shortly after the fall of Coruscant to the Yuuzhan Vong (Star by Star).
Setting: The Rebel Alliance, now the New Republic, defeated the Empire. The Empire finally agreed to peace when it was down to only eight sectors in the Outer Rim. Peace reigned for several years, until the Yuuzhan Vong came and invaded the New Republic. At one point in this invasion, the Empire discovers an anomaly near their space..

Admiral Pellaeon stood on the bridge of the Chimera. Flanking his flagship was an Interdictor class starship. They were in a point just outside the borders of the Empire, near the unknown regions, an area not claimed by the New Republic, Yuuzhan Vong, or Empire. The Yuuzhan Vong had taken Coruscant and were nearing victory, but they seemed to be ignoring the Empire for now, giving him time to investigate this strange time-space distortion. It wasn't a portal or wormhole or anything like that, but it was an unstable point in space-time and seemed to be effected by gravity. "Activate," Pellaeon said into the comm. The Interdictor, the Dominator II, engaged its gravity well projectors. The point in space the sensors showed as the focal point of the distortion started to ripple. Then it started to glow. Finally an explosion erupted from the center of the glow, but no flames- just a bright wave of energy and shockwave. He had to shield his eyes, then the transparisteel darkened and he was able to see again. The entire ship jolted and his crew started shouting out damage reports. One crewman shouted out that the Dominator II was reporting heavy damage. Then the explosion faded away and the transparisteel returned to its normal shade...and what Pellaeon saw made him stand up in surprise. Where the space-time distortion had been, a full wormhole had developed. The Dominator II was nearby with large gashes in the hull, but the Chimera was unscathed thanks to its superior shields. His science officer approached him. "Sir, it appears to be a space-time wormhole. Quite rare, i assure you...in fact, while scientists have shown that it is possible, there has been no record in 20,000 years of galactic civilization of a single space-time wormhole ever having been discovered. It appears perfectly stable now, but there's no telling what will happen if the Dominator shuts off the gravity well projectors. I would consider it perfectly safe to enter it...as long as the Dominator remains here." Pellaeon nodded. "Good...now the First Explorationary Force will get their first assignment," he said, smiling, "After all, they keep bragging about their superior spy ships, but they haven't even tested them yet."

Location: Bastion orbit, Imperial capital world

Captain Jason Beddoes strode onto the bridge of the Patriot, his new command. He was one of the captains in the newly formed Imperial First Explorationary Force (IFEF). If he hadn't helped design the Patriot class Star Destroyer, he probably would have been assigned a Carrack class cruiser. As it was, there were only two Patriot class Star Destroyers in the Empire- one was his command, the other was commanded by Vice Admiral Zurel Tharde, commander of the IFEF. He read the orders. It seemed quite strange...he was to head to a nearby point in space in the Unknown Regions, then head elsewhere and scout. He wouldn't be told where the scouting would take place until arrival. He shrugged off his feeling of how strange it was and ordered the jump made.

Location: Unknown Region, Space-Time Wormhole

The Patriot materialized near the wormhole. The Chimera hailed it and Pellaeon briefed Jason Beddoes, who was quite surprised. "You mean you have know idea where this wormhole will lead, what's on the other side, or if we will survive the trip?" Pellaeon shook his head. "I'm sorry I couldn't offer more reassurances, but you ARE our advanced scouts." Flanking the Patriot were two IFEF Carrack cruisers (painted ghost white with black lines at the corners) that would join her on the mission and go separate ways. All three ships had advanced sensors that would let them scan nearby systems to discover good entry-exit points for hyperspace jumps. The three ships flew into the wormhole, and into the unknown.

Location: Federation-Romulan Neutral Zone, near Romulan space, Milky Way Galaxy
Time: A few hours earlier

Subcommander Tolok watched the Asteroid base carefully. This was his first mission after being assigned a D'Deridex class Warbird. His Warbird, and another, more experienced, were guarding a secret Romulan base that was actually INSIDE the neutral zone, just barely. He didn't know what was going on there, and knew only that there were experiments being conducted, but he assumed they were against the treaty as they were to keep it secret and to destroy the base before allowing its capture. His science officer turned to face him. "Sir, i am getting some very strange readings-" As if to punctuate his sentance, the asteroid base exploded. The other warbird, which was nearer, was torn apart in the explosion. Tolok's mouth gaped, then the shockwave hit.

The Patriot and its Carrack escorts flew out of the wormhole. They ended up in a thin asteroid belt. "Sensors, report." The officer turned around. "Captain," he began, "there are small peices of debris scattered around this point. The asteroids nearest were crushed and others were pushed away from the site where the wormhole appeared, which means it is likely that the wormhole materialized with an explosion as it did on our side of the wormhole. I have no idea where we are- star charts match no know portion of our galaxy." Jason frowned. "Could we be, then, in another galaxy?" The science officer shrugged. "That is impossible to tell at this point. Also, we've detected a nearby derelict...it matches no known ship configurations. It appears to be heavily damaged." Jason considered for a second. "Life signs?" The science officer shook his head. Jason asked, "Give me a visual." The ship appeared on one of the monitors on the bridge. It had numerous gaps in the hull. But it was quite sleek...it had an almost birdlike design, and indeed, the nose seemed like a beak. It was completely adrift. The science officer continued, "Also, visual scans reveal markings...however, the language is one unknown to us. And it is 1400 meters long." Jason Beddoes' eyes widened. "1400 meters? That thing would dwarf us! We're lucky it's disabled!" Indeed, the Patriot Star Destroyer was the smallest Star Destroyer based design ever. The first star destroyer, the Victory class, had been 900 meters, and every Star Destroyer since had been larger. The Patriot was the first to break that tradition of increasing size, weighing at 400 meters, only 100 more than the Carrack cruiser. Suddenly the science officer spoke up. "Sir, we are detecting another ship!"

When the warbird had been hit by the shockwave, it had been crippled and most of the crew killed. However, a few hundred had survived, Subcommander Tolok included. He had made it to the shuttle bay with a few key crewmembers and escaped the ship just before radiation from a damaged reactor had killed the crew off. As he had headed away from his torn up and disabled ship onboard the shuttle, he had detected fluctiations from the point where the base had been, and a ship appear. He killed the impulse engines in hope he wouldn't be detected and could make it back to Romulus to report. After a short time of sitting there, suddenly the ship wheeled around and came straight for him. Cursing in Romulan, he engaged the impulse engines again, and maneuvered behind a small asteroid just as a blue blast went through where the shuttle had been a moment earlier. The shuttle weaved a course through the asteroids, and red bolts lanced out, vaporizing asteroids. A blue bolt nicked one side of the shuttle, and suddenly he was losing power, and his curses redoubled. And suddenly he was in the clear, the asteroids behind him, no sign of the 400 meter long ship that had pursued him. He finally let out his breath, though he didn't know he had been holding it...then the largest asteroid behind him exploded, and the ship continued in its pursuit. Tolok cursed yet again, and engaged the warp drive. Failure- one of the warp engines wasn't responding. The blue bolt must have knocked it out. He diverted more power, but still nothing. Finally he put shields and weapon into the warp drive, and engaged it. Power went into the warp engines, but they lagged and at first nothing happened. Blue bolts shot off the 400 meter long ship, hurtling at the shuttle. Just as Tolok was sure his shuttle was going to be destroyed, the warp engines engaged, and the shuttle shot forward, the bolts flying through where he had been.

Jason Beddoes was NOT in a good mood. The shuttle had escaped, giving whoever lived here, possibly an enemy, a knowledge of them beforehand. Furthermore he had had to send one of his two escort Carrack cruisers back into the wormhole to ask for a ship to tow the large derelict ship back through the wormhole, so he was down to the Patriot and a Carrack cruiser. He sent the Carrack cruiser, the Mandate, to scan the nearby systems and map jump points in one direction, and the Patriot went in another. Unbekownst to Capt. Beddoes, his ship was heading toward the Romulan Star Empire, and the Mandate was headed for the area in space known as the United Federation of Planets.

Praxis · Post by **Praxis** » 2004-10-16 02:16am

Tell me SOMEONE saw it

Agent R · Post by **Agent R** » 2004-10-16 03:43am

*raises hand*

Um, I saw.

To tell the truth, I think the formatting needs a little work. Try breaking it up a little. Reading chunks of text like that on a screen, even fairly short pieces like yours, tends to get a little harsh on the eyes. Besides, aren't you supposed to start a whole new paragraph anyway whenever you have a piece of dialogue?

SpecWar826 · Post by **SpecWar826** » 2004-10-16 06:08pm

I thought i posted something well Agent is right other than that it is intersesting.

Tech^salvager · Post by **Tech^salvager** » 2004-10-18 12:14am

Praxis please continue the story I liked it alot. A great story you have started. Yes I like it, lol, very much

Crazedwraith · Post by **Crazedwraith** » 2004-10-18 01:43pm

It's decent but as Agent R said needs formatting better. When some one speaks that should start a new paragraph. Also you had the patriot at 400 metres saying was 100 meters longer than a carrack. But a Craack is 350 meters long. So the patriot is eith 50 meters longer than a carrack or is 450 meters long (Same size as a Strike Cruiser)

Spice Runner · Post by **Spice Runner** » 2004-10-19 11:15pm

Very interesting story.

Praxis · Post by **Praxis** » 2004-10-24 11:51pm

Alright, posting the next bit. Now remember, when I posted this part I was getting in to the ST vs SW debate and knew SW would win, but I didn't realize by how much, so excuse the fact that a Galaxy-class survived a direct turbolaser volley from a Carrack in the neck and wasn't torn apart...

<---Chapter 1--->

Jason Beddoes ship dropped out in a nearby system. The first thing he saw was a massive 1400 meter long ship that looked just like the derelict he had seen- only not a derelict. "Eep," he said, "GET US OUT OF HERE!"

Meanwhile, the Mandate dropped out of hyperspace in another system which was decidedly empty. After scanning and mapping the jump points, then it jumped to another system. It continued doing this until it (unknowningly) reached Federation space. Dropping out of hyperspace, it's science officer shouted out that they had detected numerous unknown ships. Captain Quae Reston smiled. "Good, i was starting to think there were no sentinent beings in this galaxy," he said. "Sir, they're positioning puts them right in our way if we do a flyby to scan the planet as planned." Quae thought for a second. "Do it anyway. Raise shields, charge weapons. And hope they're peaceful."

Commodore Nocammera was captain of the Galaxy class cruiser Blitzkreig and commander of a task force of 20 federation vessels. His sensors officer had reported the detection of a lone ship, 500 meters long. It was painted a ghostly white. "It's probably a new Romulan vessel they've snuck across the neutral zone in violation of the treaty. RED ALERT! Raise shields! Charge weapons! Maneuver in their path and hail them, NOW!"

Quae Reston's communication's officer frowned. "Sir...i am detecting a subspace signal..." The sensors officer swung around in his chair. "Subspace? Subspace Communications?" The communications officer nodded. Captain Reston asked, "Huh? Whats that?" The communications officer answer. "Sir, subspace communication is a highly outdated form of ship-to-ship transmission from the time of Xim the Despot. Any surviving models are in museums." THAT Reston understood. "Xim the Despot...that was...20,000 years ago!" The communications officer nodded. "Thats how outdated it is. Our sensors can easily pick up the transmissions, but without subspace gear, we cannot respond. And there are no working models in existance, though the plans for them probably exist somewhere. We could likely have a shipyard build one for us, but we have no way to respond right now." The sensors officer spoke up, "They are powering their weapons...and their shields are up!" Reston calmly nodded. "Fire a warning shot across their bow. Do NOT hit them."

A shot came out of the ghost-white ship, missing the bridge by meters. Nocammera screamed, "Return fire! FIRE FIRE FIRE!!!"

Torpedos and energy beams slammed into the Mandate. Reston shouted, "Full speed! Turn -90 degrees and calculate a jump out of the system! Return fire, target their smallest ship!" Ion cannons slammed into a small Akula-class destroyer, punching through the shields and disabling the weapons and warp drive, then turbolasers wracked the shieldless ship, tearing it to shreds. More torpedoes hit the Mandate, and over a dozen phased energy beams were hitting the shields as well. Just as the shields were beginning to go critical, it jumped out of the system.

Commodore Nocammera saw the ship on his screen shoot forward and disappear. There was no flash, like warp drive. That was strange. He'd just have to catch that ship and find out what it was. Then maybe he'd finally become a Rear Admiral. "Sensors, where is it?" The science officer shook her head. "I'm sorry sir, but it just disappeared off the sensors. Either it outruns sensors, it cloaked, has some undetectable travel method, or instantaneously travels." Nocammera's anger was visible on his face. He NEEDED to catch that ship. He NEEDED a promotion. "Can your esteemed sensors at least tell me where he went from the direction he jumped?" The science officer looked at him for a second, either frightened or annoyed, then answered, "Yes, sir. A nearby, uninhabited system, 3 light years away. A good half hour at maximum warp." Nocammera paused for a second. "Well, what are you waiting for? Communications, order our ships to follow us. Helm, jump. Sensors, scan for that ship...oh wait, it's undetectable," he sneered, "but oh well, keep looking."

The Mandate dropped out of hyperspace in a system with several planets, none habitable. After scanning the system and surrounding space for nearly half an hour, it started to head out- it was in the gravity well of a planet and couldn't jump until it moved a sufficient distance away. Suddenly the Blitzkreig and the other 19 Federation ships appeared on the edge of the system. Spotting a ship, they jumped across the system and appear a few thousand kilometers ahead of the Mandate. Captain Reston asked his sensor officer, "Can we make it to the jump point before they can get to us?" The sensor officer merely shook his head. "Then prepare for a fight. Grab their smallest ship in a tractor beam when we get close. Make a pass by the big ship so that half our weapons will hit it and the other half the ship we tractor. Then if it survives, release the small ship and continue fighting the big ship. Destroy it or at least damage it, then run while firing rear weapons..." The sensor officer interrupted, "Sir, they're firing...at a range of two hundred kilometers!" "EVASIVE!" The captain shouted.

The Mandate dodged most of the torpedoes at this range, but a few hit. It closed with Nocammera's task force quickly. Then it grabbed a small frigate in a tractor beam and fired, crippling it. It fired its other weapons at the Blitzkreig. On the second pass, it burned through the shields and shots hit the neck. It continued firing at the neck, but other federation ships swarmed the Mandate, nipping at its shields. The Mandate got off a massive volley, almost destroying the neck, and the Blitzkreig's maneuvering stopped so the pressure wouldn't cause the ship to seperate. Then the Mandate, it's shields going to critical, got off another volley. The neck of the Galaxy class Blitzkreig was destroyed and the ship flew apart in two peices. The saucer section suddenly wheeled around, intend on a suicide run, and flew at the Mandate...but the Mandate pulled up at the last second, flying meters over the saucer's hull. Then the Mandate's bottom weapons opened up. Nocammera's last thought was disbelief, and failure, before a turbolaser hit nearby the bridge, blasting apart one wall, and sucking him into space, right into the path of a turbolaser which hit his body. The saucer section of the Blitzkreigh had been blasted in several locations, including the bridge, but was mostly intact and went flying away uncontrolled. Captain Reston of the Mandate started to smile...the suddenly the ship shook. The frigate they had crippled earlier was moving on barely 30% engine power, but was quite near, and had a tractor beam on the Mandate and was using that to pull itself closer. Obviously a suicide run. "Fire! Destroy that ship!" Reston screamed, but it was too late. The front of the frigate, the saucer, hit the shield. The saucer immediately crumpled and was crushed, but the shields fell, and the rest of the frigate continued through the gap and would have slammed into the hull, but turbolasers hit the warp core first. The frigate exploded a fraction of a second from impact, and the explosion was enough to blast a hole through the hull. One officer stammered in disbelief, "S-sir, our...s-shields are down!"

On board the second largest ship in the fleet, an Akira class, the captain watched everything happen. The moment the shields on the Mandate went down, he shouted, "Weapons, target the largest power source and FIRE!" Four Quantum Torpedoes shot forward.

One of the problems with the Carrack class was that the power generator was rather exposed. It was shielded only by a thin, bulbous sheet of armor. Just behind the middle of the ship, on either side, is a large ball-like protrusion sticking out, marking the location of the power generator. A single good shot penetrating the shielding and hitting the reactor could destroy the whole ship. Having a quartet of quantum torpedoes shoved into the power generator accomplished this nicely. Suddenly the Mandate was nothing but a rapidly expanding fireball.

When it had arrived in system, the Mandate had left a bouy at the edge of the system. When it detected a Federation fleet, it had quickly transmitted all the information it had collected. Then it had continued recording data and transmitting it all the way up to the moment of its destruction.

Looking at the fleet loss and damage charts, the acting commander of the task force could only say, "This is an act of war in Federation space. Whoever sent that ship shall pay."

Admiral James Hunter, commanding officer of one of the fleets that would be going through the wormhole soon, watched the data from the Mandate, with Admirals Pelleaon, Thorpe, and Tharde. It fired what was obviously a warning shot. Then the alien ships all opened fire. The Mandate destroyed a small ship and escaped, but they followed, and in the battle that followed the Mandate destroyed a large ship and a small one before being destroyed. As the fireball of the Mandate was still expanding on the hologram, Pelleaon could only say, "This... could mean war."

Tech^salvager · Post by **Tech^salvager** » 2004-10-25 11:49pm

And Praxis has done it again! Good job Praxis! I'm loving this story Can't wait to read the next chapter.

Crazedwraith · Post by **Crazedwraith** » 2004-10-30 09:47am

Pretty good.
Dialogue needs work. Starfleet captains don't tend to sound as physco as this Nocammaro chappie. And also I thought the Akula was a TOS vessel?

Praxis · Post by **Praxis** » 2004-10-30 11:55am

Crazedwraith wrote:Pretty good.
Dialogue needs work. Starfleet cpatains dont tend to sound as physco this Nocammaro chappie.

Well, you do find a Starfleet captain once in a while

Since most Starfleet Captains are like Picard, I needed to temporarily invent one stupid enough to start a war

And also I thought the Akula was a TOS vessel?

Didn't we see one in a TNG episode? Not sure.