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Chapter 21: Nine Hundred Years is a Long Time To Hold a Grudge
“Captain Korolevna, we’re approaching the fleet’s co-ordinates,” Straala reported from Helm.
“Good. Drop us from slipstream at the edge of the system and continue on course, full impulse,” Korolevna ordered.
“Yes, sir.”
The turbolift opened behind them and both Korolevna and Taka turned to look. Erra stepped out. “Permission to resume duties, Captain?”
“Granted, Ensign Netu,” Korolevna stated. As she turned back to the viewscreen, Taka saw the beginnings of a smile on the other woman’s lips.
On the viewscreen, the Adventurer passed by two gas giants not unlike Neptune and Uranus in Sol, with a combined total of over two hundred moons floating around them, as it pressed deeper into the system. Though it had originally been deemed uninhabitable, it had been noted to have a station in orbit of one of the inner Jovian-type planets, which had piqued the interest of not just Starfleet, but also the Romulans and the Klingons. No other inhabited worlds were within light years of the system, which had made the discovery that much more intriguing, thus Starfleet sending their ships to investigate and report back.
The shape of the Aeneid and Deimos appeared on screen, just above that of a speck of dust against the Jovian world’s mass. They grew and the Palatine and Epimetheus soon appeared as well, though no station. Taka glanced at her Captain. Korolevna said nothing, nor did she have any element of surprise written across her features. It was as though the woman had known the station wouldn’t be there before they had even arrived.
It was possible, Taka admitted, since Admiral Banacek had been talking to the Captain for nearly an hour, he would have told her about the lack of station there. Still, Korolevna would have said something - it was prudent information, they needed to know it, especially if there was something or someone out there eradicating cultures for no truly defined reasoning. Wouldn’t she? To put the rest of the crew in danger to keep that a secret, there wasn’t any way she would do that.
“Bring us into orbit around the Jovian, avoiding the debris, Ensign Straala,” Korolevna ordered. She turned to the Science Station. “Ensign Hiland, run an analysis of the debris and have a piece beamed to the cargo bay. Ensign Netu, have all security teams ready for any… events that may transpire. Commander Watson, I’ll have you resume your duties as first officer for the time being. My apologies, Ensign zh’An, but I need an experienced officer as my right hand right now.”
“I understand, Captain,” Taka nodded. She moved to leave the chair before Korolevna waved her back into it.
“Stay and watch, take notes,” Korolevna said, turning back to Watson. “Commander, have Engineering augment all weapons and defense systems as best they can. And make sure DJ gets his people ready in the event things do go down the drain.”
“Yes, sir,” Watson nodded and moved to the Tactical console to carry out his orders. After a second, he turned back to his Captain. “Should I initiate Yellow Alert?”
Korolevna went silent for a moment, staring at the viewscreen intently, thinking of her answer. She nodded at Watson after a couple seconds. “Yellow Alert.”
“Yellow alert, all stations, yellow alert,” Watson ordered through the intercom.
“Captain, I’m reading polaron weapons signatures,” Hiland stated. “That debris, the station we were sent to investigate, it was destroyed by ships with polaron weapons.” Taka glanced at Hiland, concerned with the repeat of facts. It was usually a sign of nervousness and that was never a good thing this far from home.
“Polaron weapons,” Korolevna shook her head. “A polaric bomb, now polaron weapons used to destroy a station out here. Something doesn’t feel right.” She looked at zh’An. “Opinion?”
The question caught her off guard. It wasn’t very often that Captains asked Ensigns their thoughts on a matter and ever rarer that it would be an Ensign on their Midshipman Cruise. Those questions were usually reserved for Commander Watson and the like. “Sounds like whoever attacked the planet attacked here, too,” Taka replied. “I don’t know why, though, Captain. Revenge? Justice? War?”
“Even in war, Ensign, there are rules,” Korolevna said, standing from her chair and tugging on her uniform. “Ensign Netu, open a channel to the Epimetheus.”
“Yes, sir,” Erra stated. Admiral Banacek appeared on the screen.
“Admiral, we can confirm your findings,” Korolevna stated. “The weapons used to destroy the station were polaron weapons. It would seem that we have a similar case on our hands. Polaric bombs against the planet and now polaron here.”
“My science officer believes this one only happened in the last few years, one or two at most,” Banacek stated. “It would suggest that whoever, if they are the same people, used the polaric bomb have advanced themselves. We need to determine who did this and why, Captain, otherwise we’re left with nothing but a mystery that could ultimately bite us in the ass.”
“Another Borg at J-25 incident,” Korolevna nodded.
“Precisely,” Banacek agreed. “I’ve presented your findings on the planet to the rest of the Captains in the fleet and they have all been brought up to speed on everything.”
Before Korolevna could reply, both Banacek’s Science Officer and Hiland both drew their respective commanding officers’ attentions, “Sir, I have contacts on sensors incoming at high warp.”
Commander Watson stepped across the Bridge from Tactical to Science on the opposite side. He leaned over Hiland’s chair, reading the reports from the console and turned back to Korolevna. “They’re registering as heavy cruisers, Captain.” He looked back at the console. “Approximately equivalent in size to an Ambassador- or Cheyenne-class. Shouldn’t be a problem if they try to attack.”
“Any identification?” Korolevna asked, looking at Hiland, ignoring Watson’s tactical analysis for the moment. Banacek’s image disappeared from the viewscreen and it returned to the Jovian planet. She tapped her chair. “Commander Remora to the Bridge.” Taka looked at her Captain with an inquisitive glance. “If something happens, I want her up here as a witness.”
Taka nodded. “I never thought about that.”
“You’re still young, you’ll get the hang of it,” Korolevna assured her.
“Captain, they’re dropping out of warp,” Hiland reported.
“Netu, report?” Watson demanded, stepping across the back of the Bridge to Tactical again.
“Polaron weapons, Commander.”
“Like those that destroyed the station,” Watson said, glancing at his Captain. He gave a smirk. “Polaron weapons won’t even scratch the shields on the Adventurer.”
“Commander, don’t get cocky,” Korolevna said. She turned back to the viewscreen. “Just because we’ve managed to find the right frequencies for Jem’Hadar weapons doesn’t mean they’re all the same.”
Watson ceded the point, though Taka could see his pride in the Adventurer still on his face. He returned to Tactical and began discussing things with Erra, who nodded. Taka wanted to hear, but didn’t bother to strain herself.
“Viewscreen on the ships’ projected entry point,” Korolevna ordered. The viewscreen shifted to a different view off the Adventurer’s stern.
One ship streaked from warp and the entire Bridge crew looked at it inquisitively.
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