Kirk Starkiller (working title) A B5/TOS Crossover

[Col. Crackpot]

EAS Hyperion - Barnard’s Star System – January 2248

Captain Kensuke Mifume sat motionless in his command chair. He sat hoping that the sensor crews of the diminutive station above the Cook III colony were wrong. His ship, even with his four corvette escort, wouldn’t stand a chance against a single Sharlin. The two he was tasked to find would kill them for sure.

‘CnC to flight ops, Launch Starfuries.’ Mifume broke the uncomfortable silence. ‘Communications, signal the Volga and the Sacramento. Order them to fan out. Search pattern tango six. If those boneheaded bastards are this close to Earth I want to hold on long enough to notify command.’

With his crew silently complying with his orders, Mifume allowed himself to momentarily drift back to his thoughts. Thoughts of dead friends betrayed him…. and then there were those of his daughter. His only child, killed in a Minbari raid on the Altiar transfer station 6 months before, represented the end of a bloodline. One that stretched back millennia. His ancestors had a proud history. The Mifume rode with the shoguns of ancient times. They fought the Americans in the Second World War…. and bravely stood against the Dilgar.

‘Captain ! The Volga reports a possible contact… 1500 km off her port side.’ Mifume snapped back to reality courtesy of his sensor chief.

‘Hold course! If that is a Sharlin I don’t want to let it know we see it. Order the Colorado and Bavaria hold point … we don’t need any surprises.’

‘Second possible contact, I cant be sure but there is something on our six! 50 km and closing….’

‘FLEET HARD ABOUT! Full acceleration!’ The bridge crew struggled against the sudden, strong pull of gravity. The smaller, lighter Olympus class corvettes raced out in front of the formation ‘Co-ordinate with the Colorado and Bavaria and lay down fire on the contact…what the….” Mifume cut himself short.

On the view screen in front of him he saw what few EA Captain have seen and lived to talk about, A Sharlin class war cruiser bearing down upon him. But something was odd. The Sharlin was breaking off and desperately attempting to avoid a collision with Mifume’s two flanking corvettes. It was unsuccessful.

The Bavaria struck the Sharlin, and plowed through its starboard fin, tearing it off exploding almost immediately thereafter. The Colorado struck amidships and exploded.

‘Jump engines! Jump engines now!’ Desperate to avoid a collision Mifume ordered a jump to hyperspace. As the jump gate opened, the battered quantum singularity powering the stricken Sharlin failed…. and detonated. The shockwave overtook the jump point, and collapsed it. The Hyperion, already committed to the jump was unable to recover. Her crew succumbed to the massive G-forces an instant before her hull failed.

The brilliant flash that marked the death of the Sharlin and its pursuers was soon replaced by something. Swirling and crackling with radiant light a vortex of energy formed. Not unlike that of a jump point, the odd burst of energy grew, and stabilized. Seeking any safe harbor from the coming onslaught of the second Sharlin the remaining two corvettes and six starfuries accelerated toward the curious phenomenon.

NCC-2543 USS Hathaway - Barnard’s Star System - April 2283

‘Captain ’s log: Supplemental. The Hathaway is holding station six hundred thousand kilometers coreward of Barnard’s Star. Twenty minutes ago we witnessed the apparent formation of a stable wormhole to an unknown region of the galaxy. All attempts at gathering information as to the location of the end of the wormhole have failed. Contact has been lost with every probe launched and we are now awaiting the arrival of the science vessel USS Grissom and her escort, the Exeter.’

[Comosicus]

Looks fine. I'm not familiar with B5, but it's interesting by now.

[Col. Crackpot]

wow, i've discovered that this fanfic shit is harder than it looks. Kudos to people like Stravo and Happy Target who write volumes of fics!

feedback is welcome, this is a somewhat of a rough draft after all.

Part 2


‘Red Alert! Commander Sauren report.’ Captain Sean O’Rourke was startled by the sheer vicious nature of the attack that unfolded in front of him. Barely seconds after the 8 odd shaped vessels emerged from the wormhole, they were fired on by what looked to him, like a giant blue-green fish. Four of the shuttle-sized craft were destroyed outright. One of the large vessels was obviously crippled and was launching what appeared to be escape pods.
‘The largest vessel is unshielded and it’s hull and armor are crystalline in nature. The weapons fire is some sort of electro-magnetically charged neutron beam. None of the other vessels appear to be shielded either. Reading an energy spike…”

Several bright yellow beams sprang from the Minbari War-Cruiser and struck the damaged corvette, immolating it. It then maneuvered to engage the remaining capital ship.

“Good God… open all hailing frequencies, and transmit in all languages…. This is Captain Sean O’Rourke of the Federation Starship Hathaway. You are engaging in combat operations in Federation Space. Cease all hostile activity or we will be forced to respond.” The burly, red haired Capitan turned to his Andorian communications officer, “forward that message to Starfleet Command.”

“Mr. Ishikoff, put us between the two factions and give me maximum shields. Sauren, what the hell were those beams? Could we withstand a hit?”

“They appear to be some type of controlled fusion reaction. Judging by the hull composition of the destroyed ship, I believe our shields are of sufficient power to withstand several hits, however I am reading dozens of weapons emplacements similar innature.” The Vulcan deadpanned. ‘Sir, the Grissom and Exeter have arrived and are standing by.’ Pausing for a moment, the Vulcan continued. “Sir, the vessel has launched fifteen small shuttles.”

‘Receiving a transmission from the largest ship. It is audio and visual, but the universal translator is having trouble deciphering the language.’

‘Very well… On screen. The visage of a pale humanoid replaced the crowded starscape. A growth of bone crowned it’s skull, and it was dressed in black.

Before Captain O’Rourke could speak, an annoyed grimace replaced the initial quizzical look on the being’s face. It spoke one word in English. ‘Earthers.’ And the transmission was cut.

‘Captain, I believe we are being targeted. Sir, energy spike.” As if on cue the young Russian at the helm reacted and rolled hard to port. The ship shook violently as a glancing blow struck the port shields. Residual energy burned through and lightly scared the port, topside nacelle.

Springing forward fifteen windstar fighters launched their strike; several hits were scored, setting the Hathaway’s shields aglow.

‘Evasive pattern Pike omicron! Lock phasers on that big bastard and fire!’ O’Rourke who was knocked to the deck pulled himself to the side of the tactical station. ‘Standby forward photons!’

The more massive, and fully refit Constitution class cruiser threw her weight into the fray. Red beams lanced out from her dorsal and ventral forward phaser arrays. Joined by fire from the Hathaway, the Exeter scored direct hits, tearing into the crystalline structure of her enemy. Hull and armor shattered and jets of atmosphere erupted angrily. Several weapon emplacements exploded as the Sharlin shuddered under heavy fire.

Now wounded, and more than a little suprised, the Sharlin abruptly backed off and launched a blistering attack on the largest of its new targets. Dozens of beams burned through the reinforced shields of the mighty Constitution.

‘Exeter has been hit! Her shields have been breached and she is venting drive plasma from her port nacelle.” The blonde, young ensign at the tactical station exclaimed.


‘Hard to port, roll forty-five degrees and bring our bow to bear! Fire torpedoes when ready!’

Four crimson bolts exploded from the Hataway’s launchers. Tracking directly towards their target they were met with intercepting fire. Two were destroyed and rocked the war cruiser. A third was dodged and exploded to port, shaking the ship violently. The fourth tracked true and struck the massive vessel head on and detonated. Immediately the forward third of the stricken ship disappeared and a ball of expanding flame. Despite the valiant attempts of it crew to control the impending chain reaction, the once mighty vessel succumbed to her wounds and exploded in a flash of eye watering light. Evidently shocked by the crippling of their command ship, the shuttles retreated towards the wormhole.

Aboard the Hathaway a startled Captain O’Rourke took his seat. “Let them flee. I want a damage report….and order the transporter crews to co-ordinate a search for survivors with the Exeter and Grissom.

[Comosicus]

If this is your first fanfic, then I think it's a good start.

[Col. Crackpot]

hey thanks! i never really got past writing the first chapter of anything (in fanfics) before, so i am quite the novice. i'm glad you like it.

[Stofsk]

Col. Crackpot, one minor criticism - have you mispelled 'captain' or is it deliberate to give the character's an accent? Because you spell it 'capitan' not only in speech but also in the narrative, a typo?

Anyway a good effort, though a little short. Um, which era of ST is it? The Hathaway if I recall was a Constellation-class starship, which puts it around the time between TOS and TNG, although Starfleet reuses ship names all the time.

[NecronLord]

I like it,

It's TOS.

[Stofsk]

I like it,

It's TOS.

Because of the Connie? But that's not the Hathaway, is it? Yeah I know it isn't TNG, but the Constellation class was old by TNG era anyway. Bah. If TOS, when exactly? Show-era TOS, movie-era TOS, Pike-era TOS, Enterprise-B+ era TOS?

Not that it really matters, I'm just curious.

[Col. Crackpot]

2283 is roughly the year that TWOK takes place. Several trek fansites claim semi-officialy that the Constellation class starship was rolled out in 2282-2283. Besides, i always like the look of those ships. As for my consistant typo, i offer nothing but "oops."

edit: as for the length, fear not. Kirk is coming!

[NecronLord]

Because of the Connie? But that's not the Hathaway, is it? Yeah I know it isn't TNG, but the Constellation class was old by TNG era anyway. Bah. If TOS, when exactly? Show-era TOS, movie-era TOS, Pike-era TOS, Enterprise-B+ era TOS?

Not that it really matters, I'm just curious.

*Points up at the title and impersonates Will Smith's wife in Independance Day*

"That's why!"

[Mr Flibble]

I like it too. I look forward to seeing it develop.

[Xon]

Got a few rought edges, but then again, very good for your 1st attempt at a publicly published fanfic.

[Albert Green]

I got chance to read this earlier. Very nice introduction.

wow, i've discovered that this fanfic **** is harder than it looks. Kudos to people like Stravo and Happy Target who write volumes of fics!
feedback is welcome, this is a somewhat of a rough draft after all.

Yes, it is hard but rewarding. Now you have a very interesting B5/TOS story going on here and I hope, hope, hope, you continue, namely because there is nothing worse than staring something interesting and NOT FINISHING!!!

Obviously I've read your 2 chapters at least twice and it does have a certain appeal to me for obvious reasons. You've started the beginnings of a wonderful war here and the whole B5 circle is effectively screwed. Love it!

My question is this... According to your story, is the B5 related Earth in the same galaxy as ST:TOS or different universe. In your story, you can actually make a case for both so I am curious. In any case Welcome to the B5/ST family and please keep going. Albert

If you need someone to bounce your ideas on I am available.
AlbertG

[Col. Crackpot]

I got chance to read this earlier. Very nice introduction.

wow, i've discovered that this fanfic **** is harder than it looks. Kudos to people like Stravo and Happy Target who write volumes of fics!
feedback is welcome, this is a somewhat of a rough draft after all.

Yes, it is hard but rewarding. Now you have a very interesting B5/TOS story going on here and I hope, hope, hope, you continue, namely because there is nothing worse than staring something interesting and NOT FINISHING!!!

Obviously I've read your 2 chapters at least twice and it does have a certain appeal to me for obvious reasons. You've started the beginnings of a wonderful war here and the whole B5 circle is effectively screwed. Love it!

My question is this... According to your story, is the B5 related Earth in the same galaxy as ST:TOS or different universe. In your story, you can actually make a case for both so I am curious. In any case Welcome to the B5/ST family and please keep going. Albert

If you need someone to bounce your ideas on I am available.
AlbertG

Hey......you're the guy who wrote the B5/TNG crossover with the Enterprise C and D. That story kicked some serious ass.

Yes, now that my beloved Patriots have conquered the superbowl i will continue my story.

my idea for the 'wormhole' is that of a link to an alternate universe existing in the past. It was brought about by the shockwave of the failed quantum singularity in the sharlin and its affect on the collapsing jumpoint by means of <enter technoballe here>

[Isolder74]

Nice!

Very Well done. I only see one thing that needs mentioning....

The Cetrifuge Living area of the Earthforce ship should be mentioned in part of the initial scan of the ship.

[Col. Crackpot]

A tasty tidbit for now. The wife is off to Miami on friday so i will have much more done this weekend.

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NCC-1701 USS Enterprise En route to Barnard’s Star System


Admiral’s Log: Supplemental. By order of Starfleet I have taken command of elements of the Federation core defense fleet. As is Admiral’s prerogative, I have chosen the Enterprise to serve as my Flagship. Her crew is young and untested, but my faith in her Captain is unbreakable.

The outlook for the coming days is both bleak and breathtaking. Preliminary reports state that the Hathaway has made contact with a civilization of Humans from the other side of the wormhole. More incredible is that they claim to be from the planet Earth and from the year 2248. No record exists of these people, their ships or the strange alien warship that attacked them and the federation envoy.

This great discovery is sadly overshadowed by the fact that the Federation is now, in a de facto state of war. The unprovoked attack upon the Hathaway and Exeter cannot be ignored. The savagery of this unknown power is further reinforced by their merciless attack on a crippled vessel desperately launching her escape pods.

For now, our orders are to make official contact with the Human government on the far side of the wormhole, and to attempt to broker a cease-fire for all parties. Furthermore I have ordered a dozen Ptolemy class tugs to reposition fixed defenses from Earth, Mars and Andor around the new wormhole…. Just in case.

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Barnard’s Wormhole – Ten Minutes Later


With the Arrival of Admiral Kirk’s taskforce The Barnard’s Star system was now a hive of activity. Twenty-nine starships now held station in a half moon formation around the Barnard Wormhole, as it was tentatively named. Additionally, long-range warp tugs now can be seen towing fixed torpedo and phasor platforms into the system. Small shuttles and golden colored work bees buzzed around a construction ship now constructing a small command platform behind the perimeter of starships and weapons emplacements.

At the center of activity sits the most recognized vessel in Starfleet. The USS Enterprise however, looked simply fragile next to the armored alien monstrosity that sat 500 meters off her starboard bow. That alien monstrosity wore clearly English markings on her hull identifying her as the EAS Sacramento. Further disturbing to Federation observers was the fact that her equally disturbed Captain identified her vessel as a corvette.

A small shuttle exited the stern of the Sacramento and eased its way, escorted by the two remaining star furies, towards the Enterprise’s shuttle bay.

“Enterprise to Sacramento Shuttle” the disembodied voice of Lt. Cmdr Uhura crackled over hailing frequencies. “Power down your engines and stand by. Enterprise tractor beams will take over your approach.”

“Uhhm..R-Roger that, Enterprise. Powering down.” The young pilot responded, and then turned to his Captain “Tractor beam? Ma’am?”

“Beats me Martinez.” The exasperated woman replied. “Whatever it is, it sounds a hell of a lot better than being disintegrated and put back together again.”

Leaning forward against her seat restraints she took in the view. As an Officer in the Earth Alliance for 20 years Li Pham has seen many ships. The ships of the Earth Alliance and those of the Centauri and Narn…even those of the Minbari were rugged and practical. This Federation, on the other hand, made the most ungainly looking ships she had ever seen. Awkward or not, two of these dinner plates on pontoons had blasted a Minbari War Cruiser to atoms.

A sparkle of blue light grabbed the attention of the shuttle crew as the shuttle bay shielding dropped momentarily allowing the shuttle access to the small shuttle bay. The shuttle’s landing gear opened, and for the first time members of the Earth Alliance had landed aboard a Federation starship.

“Well, lets go make some friends. God knows we could use some right now.”

[Agent R]

Nice.

Can't wait for the next installment.

(No, really, I can't!)

[Albert Green]

First I have read your next section and I concur. It's very good. You have found a niche that so far no one else has... a legit excuse for a crossover with the Minbari against the Federation itself. Good job.

Now, don't forget your disclaimers the 'I own nothing but my own characters' addition is important because it keeps the peace.

As I've said before you're writing about an interesting situation. It is theoretically possible for the Minbari to launch an attack on (Fed) Earth itself and lay it to waste, by using their jumpspace tech., to literally bypass Starfleet defenses coming in for a fast, brutal strike. They may do this because they would naturally assume that Earth-ST would want to come to the aid of Earth-EAS and thereby get rid of the competion. Or they may decide to do this to intimidate the Feds into staying out of the situation. Or, since their blood would be up, for actually losing a Sharlin in a fair fight against 'humans' (Starfleet) they may start a blood feud. I'm sure this would piss off Stafleet royally who would be more than willing to return the favor using Warp drive techniques.

And as your story this escalates, it may be impossible for Delenn to intervene to stop it. It other words in whatever direction you're thinking about it should be a fun ride.

So I look forward to your next posting. Yes we want it fast, but dont kill yourself or burn yourself out trying to get it done too quickly.
Good luck.

[Sarevok]

Fantastic story. I like the way you balanced the Feds and the Bab 5 factions. The Feds seem to have superior tech like shielding, tracors and greater firepower while the Bab5 factions have bigger, heavily armoured ships.

[SpecWar826]

Hehe really good so far keep up the good work and we hope to see another chapter soon

[Darth Phoenix]

I really like it. Keep up the good work.
Hope the next chapter comes soon.

[Col. Crackpot]

Main Hangar Bay USS Enterprise

Captain Li Pham and Lieutenant Edgar Martinez stepped off the ramp and into the surprisingly large hangar bay…. Still reeling from the presence of gravity. Two massive domed doors swept closed behind them. Looking around the large room a quartet of rectangular shuttles caught Captain Pham’s eye. No aerodynamic properties at all. She could only assume that the two pontoon-like protrusions were some sort of propulsion….similar to their larger counterparts on their mother ship. A door opened in front of them.

A group of men, women and what appeared to be at two different alien species strode out. The leader was a man who looked to be in his mid forties, with brown hair, medium height and build. He was the first to break the uneasy silence.

‘Good afternoon. You must be Captain Pham of the Sacramento’ he spoke with a warm smile ‘Allow me to introduce myself. Admiral James T. Kirk of the United Federation of Planets. This is Captain Spock of the Enterprise, Capitan O’Rourke of the Hathaway and Dr. Leonard McCoy Chief Medical Officer of the Enterprise’ He gestured to the men standing next to him.

Yes, definitely two aliens Li thought to herself as she regarded Spock. ‘It’s a pleasure… Captain O’Rourke, On behalf of my crew, myself and the Earth Alliance…Thank You.’ her hand shot forward ‘We’d have bought the farm if it wasn’t for you.’ her gesture was met in kind.

‘You’re quite welcome. Although you’re friends in the flying blue angelfish didn’t give us much of a choice. What is their species called again? Mimboli?” He spoke with an odd accent she couldn’t quite place it…wait, now she knew. Boston. She swore he sounded like he was from Boston.

‘Minbari….and sadly they’re not the talkative type.’

‘Indeed.’ a tall blue skinned , evidently female alien chimed in from behind. ‘Perhaps our reception will give them cause to be more talkative in the future.’

‘We can only hope’ Kirk replied. ‘Allow me to introduce Capitan Talara of the Exeter’ The blue alien nodded with a friendly smile.

‘Well Captain, Lieutenant if you’d follow me to the conference chambers we could get down to business.’ Kirk let the group out into a hallway ‘Normally first contact protocols are much more…complicated. However this seems to be a unique situation,’ The group entered a turbolift. ‘From what I’ve read of Captain O’Rourke’s report time is of the essence.’

‘Indeed it is. By the way, these are some impressive ships you have Admiral. If never seen a ship of any size go toe to toe with a Minbari war cruiser and come away in one piece. One took out a heavy cruiser and two corvettes on the far side of the wormhole. The sad part is, with the way the war is going for us, that’s considered a victory’ there was a bitter sadness in her voice. ‘we don’t have many heavy cruisers left. Not that it matters much anymore. EarthGov thinks it’s a just a matter of weeks before the defenses around Earth fall. Then we’re all dead.’


‘Dead?” The doctor fellow broke in ‘Surely you don’t mean everyone?

‘Actually I do doctor’ the turbo lift stopped and the group stepped out. “If what they Minbari did to the Antares colony is any indication.”

“What happened at Antares?” McCoy pressed the issue

“The Minbari sterilized the planet. Hundreds of thousands were killed…along with every living thing on the planet.” Captain Pham’s eyes welled up with tears as a wave of emotion came over her.. “I’m sorry. I’m… I’m not being professional.”

“Professional? Good God, were talking about genocide here! Professional courtesy can fall by the wayside as far as I’m concerned.” McCoy was livid now “Don’t worry, The federation won’t stand idly by while Earth is bombed back into the stone age….regardless of what dimension it’s in!”

“Doctor McCoy,” Spock interrupted sternly “I don’t believe it is appropriate or logical for you to…”

“Damn it Spock, Human beings are being slaughtered on our doorstep, and you’re lecturing me about logic and diplomacy?” McCoy stopped in the hallway in front of the group. “What do you think is going to happen when they run out of Humans to kill in their own galaxy? They’re not going to invite us over for coffee and donuts, that’s for sure.”

“Well, if that is the case we have much to do.' Kirk spoke solemnly 'As reluctant as the Federation is to fight a war in its backyard, genocide is not something we take likely.’ The Group entered the conference room and the door slid shut behind them.

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more tomorrow!

EDIT: typos fixed

[Darth Phoenix]

Very nice. Time for the federation to kick Minbari ass.
Just one question will the Excelsior class appear?

[Col. Crackpot]

Very nice. Time for the federation to kick Minbari ass.
Just one question will the Excelsior class appear?

i doubt it. i don't think the Fed's rolled out the Excelsior until around 2290. There will, however, be appearances made by a large, controversial class of ship from the federation's past.

[Col. Crackpot]

USS Enterprise Barnard’s Wormhole

“Bridge to Admiral Kirk. I have Starfleet Command on a secure channel. It’s Admiral Cartwright, sir,” The voice of Commander Uhura interrupted Kirk’s attempt at a peaceful breakfast.

“Thank you Commander. I’ll take it in my quarters.” setting his coffee down on the table Kirk flipped on the screen in front of him. It is briefly filled with the blue and white emblem of the Federation, then the dark, lean face of Admiral Cartwright.

“Jim! Good morning. Sorry to interrupt your breakfast, but I have some new orders for you. It’s something Starfleet feels suits you to a T.

“Well old friend , you’ve piqued my curiosity. Do tell.” Kirk took a sip of his coffee.

“Take the Enterprise through the wormhole… bring whatever escort you feel necessary. We need you to contact the Earth government there. The ship…the Sacramento should stay behind. I don’t know what manner of propulsion they use but from what I understand we are unable to properly escort them. Her Captain can travel aboard the Enterprise.” Cartwright then turned serious. “I’m also dispatching the Hathaway and the science ship USS Oberth through the wormhole on a covert mission to investigate these claims of genocide. I’ve given the co-ordinates of the Antares colony to Captains O’Rourke and T’val.”

“Starfleet is taking this seriously after all.” Kirk opined “I’ll transfer command of the task force to Captain Talara of the Exeter. She is the senior Captain and the repairs on the Exeter are nearly complete.’

“Very well, Jim. Godspeed. Cartwright out.” Cartwright’s image blinked out. Kirk touched another panel and summoned the bridge “Kirk to bridge.”

“Spock here, Admiral” came the reply.

“Spock have Commander Uhura open a channel to the Hathaway and Oberth. I need to speak with their Captains. I also need you to arrange for an escort. Signal the Reliant, Saratoga and the Yeltsin… inform them that we will be entering the wormhole.”



Minbari War Cruiser Valen’s Fury Bernard’s Star System

Dalek was furious. The two ships he had dispatched as a scouting party have been lost. Lost to an task force of Humans. Indeed they must be taught a lesson. The honor of the warrior caste demanded it. His entire command of twelve Sharlins would be instruments of his lesson.

“Sir, our fleet is deployed around the Earther colony…. and we have found something of interest.” The Captain of the Valen’s Fury reported to him as the 3-D tactical display unfolded before him “We have located a debris field…here. Analysis indicates that is was the Brilliant Nova. There are also the remains of at least three Earther vessels.”

“Only three? And what is this here?” Dalek pointed towards the wormhole “It looks like an open jump point, but there is no jump gate or ship.”

“We are not sure sir. We do believe that it is the source of the mysterious earth ships that destroyed the Honored Blade.” The captain reported with unease.

“The Honored blade is still unaccounted for . Now what exactly led you to that…what, what is that?”

The tactical display zoomed toward the anomaly as it blossomed into a bright swirling rainbow of light. From the swirling light sprung six small vessels. Two immediately broke off from the group and disappeared abruptly. The remaining four turned gracefully and accelerated towards the Earther colony…. Towards their position.

“Well, it would seem your hypothesis has proved correct.” Dalek spoke with a sneer. “Dispatch the first wing to intercept. We will deal with these new Earther ships first. The colony can wait. Captain, I want one of those vessels intact.”

The younger Captain bowed to his superior and disappeared from sight.



Earth Alliance Space Near Cooke III Colony

“Curious.” Spock uttered as he studied the sensor readings before him.

“Would you care to elaborate on that Mister Spock?” Kirk turned towards his friend at the science station.

“After we entered the system I detected a large gravimetric disturbance close to the third planet in the system. After our fleet split up that disturbance separated and is now moving toward us. I’m intensifying the scan sir….fascinating.” Spock lifted his head from the sensor display. “Sir there are twelve separate phenomena… I’m also detecting a solid structure at the center of each disturbance…. They are accelerating”

“Natural spatial phenomena don’t turn and accelerate in unison. Red Alert….slanted arrow formation and stand by evasive pattern Decker gamma.” Kirk leaned forward as the bridge lighting turned to a foreboding red. “Commander Uhura, open all hailing frequencies”

“Admiral, these vessels are clearly identical to the vessel engaged by the Exeter and Hathaway.” Spock added.

“Hailing frequencies open sir”

“Attention Minbari vessels. This is Admiral James T. Kirk of the United Federation of Planets. We are on a diplomatic mission to the Planet Earth. Our motives are peaceful, but we reserve the right to defend ourselves. Further encroachment may be interpreted as an act of aggression. Please respond.”

“No response, sir” Uhura spoke as she re-transmitted the message in thousands of known languages. “ I’ll keep trying.





Aboard the Valen’s Fury the mood was one of bewilderment…and anger. Dalek studied the sensor reports until the suddenly became jammed.

“Captain Luran, what is wrong with the sensors? I’m no longer receiving tactical data on the Earther vessels.”

“The sensors are fully functional sir. It seems we are being jammed somehow” Captain Luran replied. “we are attempting to compensate”


“Jammed? That’s impossible! Earther ships have never demonstrated an ability to interfere with our sensors before” Dalek took a step back to regard these newcomers. “ That was clearly an Earther script written across their hull. I saw it myself before the jamming begun”


“Sir, we are being hailed. Shall I play the message?

“Indeed Captain. Play the message.” Dalek listen to the insolent pleas of the Earther and was unmoved. “ Diplomatic mission, I’m sure. These Earthers are as slippery as the Centauri sometimes. Attack when ready.”




“Still no response Admiral. Shall I continue?” Uhura asked.

“Negative Commander. Mister Chekov, prepare a warning shot. A single torpedo… set it to detonate midway between our two formations.”

“Torpedo ready Admiral” Chekov sat motionless at the tactical station.

“Fire.”



Dalek was taken aback by the multi-megaton explosion that lit up his tactical display. Never before have the Earthers been able to mount such a large warhead on such a high velocity projectile. This was indeed disturbing. The force of the blast was even greater than the ones used by Sheridan to destroy the Black Star…. And those were just gravity bombs.

“Luran, send the first wing into attack formation. Use a wide dispersion pattern and ready interceptor fire to deal with those warheads. Move our group in for long range fire support
Against the right front quarter. Commence attack run now.”