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     The Shadows of The Empire

©2006

In 2393, fifth-teen years after the USS Voyager returned home a new problem made its appearance in the federation. Four Starfleet cruisers entered Klingon space with notice, however the Klingon's attacked and over the next few days the Klingon Empire as the federation knew it came to a end.

The empire was seized by Toral. Toral changed the empire and converted most of the Klingon's to his cause. A few Klingon's started a rebellion, the rebellion is led by the former Empire leader Chancellor Martok. The rebellion is few in numbers with spy's amongst them.

Starfleet took swift action and assembled a top notch crew. Starfleet modified an old civilian Raven class vessel and assigned Starfleet’s best. The ship is the USS Dynasty, her mission to explore Klingon space and report any vital information to Starfleet command. The Dynasty is armed with new weapons and technology gathered from other alien species.


"Captain Lorelous, there is a large ship closing in on us." "Mr. Tuvok, where?" "The ship is dead ahead, but I can make out what it is yet Captain." "Seven, have weapons ready just in case." "Weapons ready Captain." "Lt. Commander Paris, full stop!" "Yes Ma’am." "Borg cube closing in!" "Commander Tuvok?" "The ship is a Borg cube." "Captain, Borg cube is charging weapons!" "Lieutenant Nog, can you divert shielding power to our phasers?" "I can Ma’am, but it will leave us vulnerable." "Just be ready to do it Lt." "Awaiting orders Ma’am."

The Borg cube fired upon the USS Dynasty. "Ok now Lieutenant!" Lt. Nog transferred the shielding power to the back up weapon systems. The Borg cube was under the influence that it had taken out the Dynasty's shields. "Seven transfer all power to phasers." "Ready Captain. "Lieutenant Kim target the Borg weapon systems." "Target Locked." "Seven, fire!" "Status Report!" "Commander Worf the Borg weapons are off line." "Understood Lieutenant." "Seven fire at the cubes shielding and inform me when the shields are down." "Borg cube shields are now off line Captain."

"Commander Worf assemble an away team and meet me in transporter room 1." "Understood Captain." "Lt Cmdr. Laren, Lt. Kim, and Lt. Crusher your with me." Worf, Wesley, Ro, and Harry set phasers on maximum. The Captain fallowed the other four and on her way to the turbo lift she looked at Commander Tuvok and said "The ship is in your hands Commander."

Captain Alanna Lorelous and the away team went to transporter room 1 and Captain Lorelous looked at Master Chief O'Brien and said "Energize" The away team was transported to the Borg cube.

"Crusher, Kim you two are with me, Ro your with Commander Worf, I want you two to explore the cube, we will take out the drones connection." The Borg drones of today are deadly and react to any threat swiftly. Worf and Ro were on their way to the Engine control post when two drones felt threatened and attacked. The Borg assault drones charged their wrist blasters and fired upon Worf and Ro. "Take Cover!" "Yes sir." Ro and Worf returned fire knocking one drone off line. Ten more drones suddenly moved in to assist the other drone.

Meanwhile on the Dynasty Lt. Nog picked up a disturbing image at his station. ":Commander Tuvok, five Borg cubes are coming and they will be here in a few minutes!" "Engineering Report?" "B'Elanna here sir." "Bring our cloak on line." "Cloak is up now sir!" "Lt. Nog transfer all extra power to cloaking systems." "Power has been transferred Sir." "Lt, how long untill we are detected?" "Sir, they are the Borg, there technology is gathered from all over, we have probably five minutes at the most." "Open a channel to the away team." "Commander Tuvok to away team... Away team please respond!" "Sir I got bad news for you." "What is Lt ?" "Our communications systems are being jammed." "By the Borg, Lt?" "No sir, by a third party, probably Romulans or Klingons."

"Security this is Commander Tuvok." "Lt. Hathor reporting sir? "Hathor, there is a chance a instructor is on the ship." "You are correct sir internal sensors are picking up two life forms heading for ten Forward!" "Hathor take Richards and take them out!" "Yes Sir!"

Worf, watch out!" Ro knocked Worf out of the way and took a stun blast to the chest. The Borg then adjusted their blasters to a higher setting but not enough to kill and shot Commander Worf. When Ro awoken she looked to her left and seen Worf, Wesley, Harry and the Captain on tables with Borg drones staring down upon them.

"Mr. Paris set a course away from the cubes and engage." "Without the Away team?" "There has been no response from them, you know as well as I do that the away team have been assimilated, there is nothing more we can do." "Course laid in sir." "Engage Mr. Paris."

"Security, status Report?" "Sir we are at the entrance of Ten Forward, but the doors have been jammed and over ridden." "Lieutenant Nog see what you can do" "Yes sir, Commander." The Communications system churped "Commander, it's Hathor here, we can hear phaser fire within ten forward." "Ensign Rammagon scan within ten forward and see if you can figure out who is in there" "Sir, four life signs detected." "Who?" "Two are Quark and Guinan, the other two are Romulans."

Two Romulans entered ten forward before it was opened and looked around. "May I help You" said Guinan knowing that no one on the ship was non Starfleet besides Quark and herself, she became suspicious. "No" said one of the Romulans. "We are closed" said Guinan as she carefully reached for her phaser that was hidden under the bar. The Romulans pulled out their hand phasers, Guinan took cover behind the bar. Quark emerged from the back room and then dove behind the bar and grabbed his Stolen Klingon Disrupter. "Now what?" "Now we strike!" yelled a extremely pissed off Guinan. "Come with us Ferengi and no one has to die" said one of the Romulans. "What do you want with me I am just a Bar keep!" yelled Quark. "You are the brother of the Grand Negus, are you not? said one of the Romulans. "What does Rom have to do with you coming into my bar and shooting up the dam place as if you were a Nausicaans scum"

"Your brother the Grand Negus ripped off the Romulan Empire, he made us look like fools!" "What?" "Your brother sold the Romulan Empire data chips with Federation information." "And the problem?" "The data did not contain information, it stole information from our data base and sent it to a unknown source, no doubt Starfleet!.

The doors of Ten Forward opened, Hathor and Richards rushed in. One of the Romulans turned and shot Lieutenant Richards killing him. Quark and Guinan jumped out from behind the bar and killed the other Romulan. With two Romulans dead Tuvok found it upon himself to alert Starfleet that the Romulans may not be loyal to the Federation.

"Sir we have a incoming message from Starfleet." "On screen." "USS Dynasty this is Rear Admiral Janeway." "Janeway, this is Tuvok." "Commander?, where is your Captain and First officer?" "We lost them, they were on a mission on a Borg cube when we were forced to leave." "Why wasn’t Starfleet alerted to your current situation?" "We just got communication systems up." "Hold your position Commander, I am sending a Starfleet ship to aid you in a rescue mission to get your crew back, Janeway out."

"Helm full stop." "Full stop Sir, awaiting orders." "Our orders are to hold position here untill back up arrives." "Mal Lien, alert me when you pick up any ships on sensors." "Sir, two ships are coming." "Identification?" "USS Enterprise-F and USS Armageddon, Sir."

"USS Dynasty this Captain Deanna Troi of the USS Enterprise, we request that you lead us and the USS Armageddon to the last known position of the Cube." "Captain Troi, I am sorry for the lose of your husband, we will lead you now. "Thank you Commander."

The three ships rushed there way to the last known position of the Cubes. It wasn't long till trouble was spotted, a fleet of Klingon Negh’Vars were picked up by sensors in the distance fighting with a fleet of Cubes. "All ships full stop!" ordered Captain Ulan of the USS Armageddon and the current Fleet Captain for this mission.

"Captain Ulan should we attack or not?" asked Commander Tuvok. "Stand by for further instructions." "Put communications on three way." The three Starfleet ship decided to help the Klingons. "All ships fire on the cubes, Red Alert!" The Klingons were in a way appreciative of the Federation vessels helping them but as soon as the Cubes were weakened and without weapons the evil Toral gave the order to destroy the Starfleet ships.

The federation had the better weapons, the Enterprise with the new phasers. the Armageddon and Dynasty with fairly recent phasers. The Klingons were behind in technology, they used out dated phaser technology as standard issue and just started to refit their vessels with a more advanced version of phaser technology.. The ships went into a heated battle causing the Klingons to lose ten of four-teen ships. The remaining Klingon ships went to maximum warp and cloaked retreating into Klingon space. Now the federation ships could focus on the remaining cubes. The took out the cubes and left one semi intact, it was the cube with the away team on.

It was decided a rescue team was to beam on the cube. The team was led by Captain Troi. Joining her was Seven of Nine, Lt Commander B'Elanna, Ensign Gerella, Commander Tuvok, and Commander Laforge of the Armageddon.

The six stuck together knocking out Borg drones by the handful. The team entered the assimilation chamber and found the missing away team under going stage 2 of assimilation. The Borg were taken out and the away team and the rescued members were transported on the Dynasty. Troi tapped her communications badge “O'Brien, Ten to beam up." Since the assimilation process was not complete the link to the collective and the genetic alterations appeared to be reversible. Doctor Ogawa was able to reverse every thing that the Borg have done to the crew and after a few days they were allowed to go back to work. The captain despite her traumatic experience was ready to retake command of her ship.

The Enterprise and Armageddon departed and the USS Dynasty went on exploring Klingon space. "Cloak up." "Yes Ma’am." "Helm set a course to the nearest Klingon mining facility, I have someone to pay a visit to." "Course laid in." "Engage Mr. Paris."


"Lieutenant Commander Alyssa Ogawa to the bridge", said the Captain over the communication system. "Ma’am?" "You are wanted on the bridge, Doctor." "On my way." Doctor Ogawa made it to the bridge and found out that she had been orders from Starfleet to go on a medical mission. The mission would take her into Cardassian space where a damaged Cardassian Star base was requesting help to treat their dieing crew. The Doctor had her orders and would not turn down such a mission, no matter who needed help.

Alyssa took fellow Doctor, Lieutenant Dakota Hamilton with her on the mission. Captain Lorelous assigned Lt. Nog and Lieutenant Commander Ezri Dax to accompany the Doctors. The four departed on a delta flyer. The Dynasty was left with a limited medical led by Ensign Gerella, who was the Head Nurse on the medical staff. "Ensign is every thing ok?" asked a concerned Tom Paris after seeing Gerella with her head in her hands. "Oh I am fine sir, thank you for asking." "Sorry to ask, but you don’t look very happy about be the acting Chief Medical Officer, I have never met a green skinned Orion who looked so blue." "That’s not funny Sir, trying to make me laugh at that." "Sorry, but your not looking like your cheerful self." "I hate to complain sir but its hard running the medical operations on this ship with a limited staff of enlisted crew. "I may just be able to help you with that, Computer run program Paris 04227V." An image of a Starfleet medical member appeared, he was a balding man. "Please state the nature of the medical emergency" "Meet your help Ensign, Voyagers own E.M.H."

"Ma’am, we have we reached the Klingon facility." "Good, Tactical report." "Rammagon here Ma’am." "Ensign Rammagon scan for cloak detection grids within the area." "Scanning now Ma’am." "One grid found, it is close by, we may be out of its reach but that’s just a guess." "Understood Ensign."

"Helm plot a course to that detection grid." "What!" "You have your orders Ensign Qui." "Course laid in." "Lets go then." The USS Dynasty reached the detection grid. "Ma’am a Bird of Prey is on a intersect course with us." "Yellow Alert, Stand by. "Klingon ship is hailing us." "Open Channel Lt. Lien." "Dynasty, this Chancellor Martok at your service and awaiting orders." "Martok it is a great honor to meet you. despite the situation with the Klingon Empire." "That coward Toral will pay for his actions, he chased me to the edge of Klingon space and stripped me of my powers as leader. "How is your crew situation Martok." "I started with Myself and twelve others, I lost 10 and battle and killed the other two after I found out they were working for Toral."

"Transporter room this is the Captain." "O'Brien here Ma’am." "Chief lock onto the Bird of prey and beam aboard the Klingon, No security team needed." "No security?" "It is Martok." "Understood Ma’am, beaming the Chancellor aboard now." "Mr. Worf see to it the Chancellor gets settled in." "Yes Captain."


Starfleet with the Intel gathered by the Dynasty made their attentions known, and openly declared war on the Klingon Empire led by Chancellor Toral. Captain Lorelous got direct orders from Starfleet to take a shuttle with a minimum crew and return to Starfleet space. She took Tuvok with her. "Worf the ship is under your command, I will be back as soon as possible.

A week passed untill Lorelous returned. "Starfleet has given me orders for all of you that are important. I have been ordered to take Command of the USS Drake (new Excelsior class), Tuvok you have been given a promotion to Captain effective now and have been assigned to the USS Protector (Akira class), and Worf you have been given command of the USS Predator (Centaur class) Lt. Commander Paris you are to be in command of the USS Intolerable (Upgraded Ambassador class), And as for The Dynasty, command will fall in the hands of Chancellor Martok." "Helm set a course to Star base 325 maximum warp!"
"Yes Ma’am."

When the Dynasty reached the star base they could see four ships docked at the star base. Three more ships were on route to the star base and were just coming into view. The ships were the USS Armageddon, USS Enterprise-F, and The USS Voyager. The ships were loaded with crew and the ships formed up into a powerful fleet.

The fleet departed on their way to extremely hostile Klingon Space. The fleet of eight was under the command of Captain Chakotay of the USS Voyager. He led the fleet deep into Klingon space, not knowing when or where the Klingons would strike. It wasn’t long untill Starfleet’s presence would be felt. It was a massive counter attack by the Klingons, over Five Hundred bird of prey declared and attacked in a rampage.

The starfleet ships were better armed and could take the Klingon fleet, however a lot of damage would be done. 95% of the bops targeted the USS Predator and ripped it apart in a matter of minutes. The Predator was taken over by Klingon raiding parties. Worf was taken as a prisoner of war. The rest of the Predators crew were either taken prisoner or killed.

The rest of the Starfleet ships were quickly forced to retreat into safe space. The Klingon armada showed no interest in chasing after the Starfleet fleet, they simply cloaked and turned back for home. It was clear however that Martok wasn’t done fighting.

"Helm brake off from the fleet." "Martok?" "You have your orders!" "Sir, I am a Starfleet officer, we all have our orders to fallow Captain Chakotay." "I wont ask again, turn us around now!" "Yes Sir!" The Dynasty went back into Klingon space and cloaked.


"Set a course to the nearest Klingon Star base, Maximum Warp!" "Sir we are being hailed by Captain Chakotay." "Open a channel." "Chancellor, this is a direct violation of Starfleet orders, return to the fleet now!" "Sorry Chakotay, but I will not leave Worf to die at Toral’s hands, Martok out." The Starfleet ships chased after Martok. The fleet met up with Martok during a heated battle between swarms of Klingon fleets and a armed Star base. The Starfleet ships targeted the Star base and took its shields down, Worf and most of the Predator’s crew were beamed onto the Dynasty. "All Ships this is Chakotay, retreat!!!!!!, head to federation space now!"

The USS Drake was destroyed with all hand aboard even Lorelous while trying to turn back. The Starfleet fleet was doomed to be destroyed. All of a sudden a worm whole opened and a chance was given to the Starfleet ships. Through the worm whole came over 50 Romulan War birds. "Starfleet vessels, this is Praetor Sela of the Romulan Star Empire, may I be of some assistance?" "Sela your help would be much appreciated."
The War birds fought well and destroyed most of the Klingon’s allowing the Starfleet ships to make a swift escape, the Romulans escorted them to Star base 325.

At Star base 329 the remainder of the Dynasty crew were all reunited again on the USS Intolerable. Worf received a promotion to Captain and was given command of the USS Intolerable. More crew and young new faces were brought onto the ship as well, the remaining crew were sorted out and flipped around to suit the needs of its Commanding Officer. Doctor Ogawa returned from her mission and met up at the star base. The intolerable was also assigned a Ambassador to over look and assist in peaceful situations. The Ambassador assigned was Ambassador Neelix a highly respected Starfleet Diplomatic officer and former crewmember on the USS Voyager. Lieutenant Commander Ezri Dax was given Promotion to full Commander and was assigned to be The USS Intolerable First officer. Martok also joined the Intolerable crew as a honorary Crewmember serving as the Chief Strategically officer.

The Intolerable was on a course to Cardassian space when they received a message from the Cardassian Union leader, First TyGul Dukat. He was waiting on the planet Ki-4, and he wanted to meet in person to discuss a peace treaty or perhaps a alliance with Starfleet and the Federation. It was risky and Dukat was tricky un trust worthy bastard. Captain Worf considered his choices and then decided to send an away team of four down to meet with the Cardassian scum known as Dukat. The team was made up of Neelix, Lt. Thora, Ensign Rammagon, and Ensign Gerella.

The team were beamed onto the planet, it was a dark planet lit only by the two moons that circled the planet. It was filled with moss and fungi and had no signs of animal life other than the bugs and grub that ate leafs. "I don’t like this." "I don’t either Gerella, but we must keep going." The four found Dukat and discussed an alliance for thiry mintutes or so, however it was only to buy time for Dukat to put his plan into works. Four Cardassians suddenly appeared from behind the trees. "Ah, thank you for coming, you will make for good prisoners." "See I told you we shouldn't of came!" Gerella raised her phaser and pointed it at Dukat. "Stand down Ensign." "Lieutenant, let me shoot him, I got a clear shot." "No Ensign, not today now stand down." "As you wish Lt." "I like her, she has spunk and flair, indeed I like her a lot." "Bite me Dukat!" "Ah look you even brought an Ambassador, so stupid of Starfleet." "You will not get away with this Dukat." Dukat then turned his attention to Ensign Rammagon. "You, your a Cardassian, how dare you join these fools and join Starfleet. “It beats working for criminal trash like you Dukat." "Take them away now!" Dukat and the Cardassians took their prisoners into an open area and beamed onto a Cardassian Galor.


The Galors got away with out any loss of ships. The Intolerable and her crew knew they needed to get their crew members back, but they had new orders of a vital nature.

The Intolerable was on her way at maximum warp to the Alpha Quadrant. They were going to Deep Space Nine, the station was under attack by Klingon and Breen ships, it was unknown of how the station was holding or if it was still standing die to loss of communications. The Intolerable reached DS9 and it was still there but in poor condition. No ships were left standing of any kind.

"Tactical Report!" "Nog here sir, Deep Space Nine's life support is holding at 25%, Shields and Weapons are off line." "Life signs?" "I can pick up at least fifty life signs but no more than sixty at the most." "Worf to medical." "Ogawa here sir." "Doctor assemble a medical team A.S.A.P." "On our way sir!" An away team was assembled. Ogawa and Hamilton were the medical support, the rest of the team was Lt Kim, Lt Cmdr. Torres, Lt Cmdr. Paris, Lt. Crusher, and Chief O'Brien.

The medical team went to work saving who they could. DS9 was under the command of Captain Sarah Moore. Moore was amongst the dead, after all the hard work to save lives only five made it, the rest died within a few minutes and hours of being rescued. After Deep Space Nine was clear of survivors Worf and the Intolerable would leave. DS9's Chief Medical Officer, Doctor Julian Bashir was one of the five who survived, the rest were low ranking officers. Commander Bashir also served as Deep Space Nine's Executive Officer.

The USS Intolerable went to cloak and set a course through the Worm whole straight into the Gama quadrant. "Jem Hadar ships are coming to investigate!" "De cloak." "Ship is de cloaked Captain." "We are being hailed sir." "Open a channel Lt. Lien"
"Channel open sir, we are receiving a message." "On screen." "Starfleet ship, you are in direct violation of the non aggression pact we have with starfleet, leave now or be destroyed!" "This is Captain Worf of the USS Intolerable, we are only here to investigate an attack on Deep Space Nine." "Proceed, but you will be watched." "Understood." "Who are you looking for by the way?" "Klingon, Breen, or Cardassians." "We would help you Captain, however we cant." "We have a non aggression pact with the Cardassians, thus we cant attack them." "Understood, Helm proceed with search." "Yes Sir."

The USS Intolerable spotted the Cardassian ships on long range sensors. "Helm plot a intersect course, maximum warp!" "Yes Sir." "Nog target the lead ships engine systems." "Targeted sir." "All power to weapons, fire!" "Engines of lead Cardassian ship is out, the other ships are scattering. "Sir the lead ship has transported one crewmember onto another ship." "Dukat no doubt!" "Transporter room lock on to our men on that lead ship and get them off that ship!" The USS Intolerable got their crew back and broke off the investigation. The USS Intolerable was on its way back to the Alpha quadrant.


Starfleet received reports of Breen activity in the Bajoran sector in the Alpha quadrant. Starfleet sent a Defiant class ship, the USS Napoleon to meet up with the USS Intolerable. Starfleet gave orders to Worf to take command of the Napoleon and check out the Bajoran space.

"Sir message from the Napoleon." "Captain Worf we are awaiting your arrival, I am the current Commanding Officer of this ship" "How does your ship run Captain, I used to command a Defiant class way back during the Dominion War. "She is a beauty, and its Lieutenant Junior Grade, Sir." "They put a Lt(jg) to command the Napoleon?" "yes Sir, but you will have command until you return to the Intolerable."

"Lieutenant Tompkins report to transporter room two." Worf and Lieutenant Tompkins transported over to the Napoleon as ordered. When Worf got to the Napoleon he found him self face to face with a old friend. "Captain Picard?" "Ah Mr. Worf it is good to see you, and it is Commodore Picard now." "You took a promotion sir?" "Starfleet finally offered me a command suitable to my needs so I agreed to take promotion to Commodore to take it." "Where is it sir?" "Deep Space Nine as Captain Moore's replacement." The USS Napoleon let Picard off at Deep Space Nine and then went on their way to Bajoran space.

"Captain Worf, Klingon ships are attacking Bajor!" "Open a communication channel to DS9 and inform them, tell them to send reinforcements!" "Sir, a fleet of Bajoran transport ships are trying to escape." "Those ships will not make it, Helm take us in maximum warp, shields up!" "Yes Captain."

"Sir another starship is responding, it is a Starfleet ship with Bajoran crew." "Garak, identification?" "Defiant class, USS Athena." "USS Intolerable this is Chief Marshall Kira Nerys, focus your strength on those Klingons while I escort those transports to DS9." "Kira, it an honor to see you again, It is a good day to die!" "Lets do this Worf."

"Sir a fleet of ten Bajoran assault fighters are exiting the planets atmosphere and are joining the fight." "Hail the assault fighters and order them to focus all their weapons on one Klingon ship, we will take the other two." "Sir the Bajoran fighters have destroyed one of the Klingon ships, but they have lost eight fighters in the process." "Tell the remaining fighters to brake off attack and help the USS Athena." "Message sent sir." "Sir Klingon ships are braking off attack." "Cowards!, Klingons no matter who is there leader should never retreat." "They are cloaking sir." "Martok, report." "Bajor is building up a unstable energy surge, it will blow within a few minutes!" "Helm, get us out of here maximum warp!" The Athena, Intolerable, the two fighters and the transport ships set a course to DS9. Captain Worf and Commodore Picard discussed further instructions. Chief Marshall Kira Nerys reported to DS9 that Kai Ani was safe, she was on one of the transports ships and requested a meeting with Picard immediately.

Deep Space Nine was now about to hold a meeting that would reshape and turn the war. With any hope this war would be over soon. Neelix and Martok were invited to attend the meeting as well.


The meeting started off with Picard, Neelix, Martok, Kira, and Kai Ani. As the meeting progressed Starfleet gave orders to Picard to contact the Romulans, Deltans, Ferengi, and Jem’ Hadar and have them send high ranking leaders to join the meeting that was taking place on DS9. The Betazoids were contacted prior to the meeting and had a Ambassador already on the way to Deep Space Nine.

Three days passed untill every guest made it to DS9. On behalf of the Deltans was First Ambassador Dalya, on behalf of the Jem Hadar was the Supreme Commander known as One, on behalf of the Ferengi was Grand Negus Rom, on behalf of the Romulans was Praetor Sela, and on behalf of of Betazoid was Head Ambassador Lwaxana Troi, Daughter of the Fifth House, Holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx, Heir to the Holy Rings of Betazed.

The meeting went on for five days and ended with the Ferengi braking off all ties to the Klingon Empire and the Cardassian Union. The Ferengi signed documents stating they were now allied with Starfleet and its allies. The Romulans agreed to brake off ties with the Cardassians and also sign the document. As for the Jem Hadar they only agreed to be neutral with Starfleet but refused to ally. A few days passed and DS9 received a message from the Sona who wished to be included in the alliance. Ships departed from DS9 and the USS Intolerable was given new orders to go into Cardassian Space. The mission was to make a final attempt of an alliance with the Cardassians.

The Intolerable made it into Cardassian space with out any conflict. It wasn’t long though until a Ship was picked up on sensors. "Sir a Starfleet ship is heading for us." Who?" "It is the USS Enterprise-F sir." "Open channel." "Captain Troi, is there a problem?" "No Worf, I just thought you could use an escort just incase."

The USS Intolerable and Enterprise quickly learned that peace with the Cardassians was impossible. One Cardassian Galor with Dukat on board stopped just in front of the Intolerable. "Welcome and I think you should meet my new friends." Five Klingon bird of prey un cloaked and moved closer to the Galor. Pressure was building and it was Dukat that made the first move by attacking the Enterprise-F.

All ships were now in a heated battle, the Intolerable and Enterprise quickly took out three of the Klingon ships. The Enterprise took a lot of damage and was losing systems with each hit. The fight ended with Dukat retreating. All klingon ships were destroyed, The Intolerable locked their tractor beam onto the Enterprise and towed her back to DS9. The Enterprise's crew stayed on DS9 until repairs on the Enterprise were done. Captain Deanna Troi Riker took the time to visit Commodore Picard.


"Captain Riker, do you need something?" "Jean Luc I need to know." "Deanna, I cant, Riker’s mission is classified information, only Starfleet Command, Star Fleet Intelligence and myself know, and that is how it must be for now." Deanna came close to losing her patience and started to raise her voice to her former commanding officer "I am his wife Jean-Luc and I need to know why, Starfleet owes me that much, I need to know why he was in the Delta quadrant, The last orders he told me about put him in the Alpha quadrant on earth!" "Deanna your a close friend of mine and so was William T. Riker. but I have strict orders to with hold any information on the death of William T Riker and his mission." "I will find my answers sir, let that be known!" "Captain I deeply suggest you take some time off. You wouldn’t want to do anything that would cause you to be court marshaled." "I suppose your right sir."

Deanna un clipped her phaser holster and took out her hand phaser, she slammed it down on Picard’s desk. "I think I will take your advice!" She then ripped her communication badge off and threw it at Picard's chest. "I will be taking some time off sir, but I will return for my ship and equipment, have them ready for when I come back!" She then took a shuttle craft and plotted a course to the Beta quadrant.

The Enterprise was put under the command of Commander Sonya Gomez, and departed to the Gama quadrant. The Intolerable was ready to go. Orders were received to investigate a spatial rift in the Gama quadrant, the trip would take them into Vorta space. The rift appeared less than 24 hours ago and was first discovered by a Starfleet cargo ship on route to the Alpha quadrant. The Intolerable was on course at maximum warp, the crew had no idea on what was to come. Worf, Martok, Dax, Paris, and Bashir couldn’t go due to another situation that demanded their attention.

The Intolerable was under command of Lieutenant Commander Ro' Laren with Lt Cmdr. B'Elanna Torres as her first officer. "Ma’am, another ship is being shown on sensors." "Lt. Nog, is it Starfleet?" "Hard to tell Ma’am, we entered a nebula." "How long untill we are through?" "About five minutes Ma’am." "Lt. inform me when you can identify the other ship." "Yes Ma’am."

"Ro Laren to science lab 2." "Chief Science officer reporting." "Lieutenant Crusher, we are just about to the rift." "On my way." Lieutenant Crusher was assigned to the Dynasty as Chief Science officer after he left the Dynasty a spot was open on the USS Intolerable, he jumped at the chance. Wesley had not seen his mother since the wedding on the USS Dreamscape when Commodore SisKo married Beverly and Jean Luc nearly three years ago. Wesley had a chance to join his mother on her Science and Medical research star ship the USS Montenegro but Wesley chose the Science spot that was available on the Dynasty.

"Ma’am we are clear of the nebula." "Can you get that ship on sensors?" "Yes ma’am, it is a Starfleet Olympic class, the USS Montenegro." "Open a channel to the Montenegro." "Captain Beverly Picard, this is Lieutenant Commander Ro Laren acting Captain of the Intolerable, What are you doing here?" "We were fallowing the cargo ships when the rift was discovered, we decided to stay behind and wait untill Starfleet sent another ship." The Montenegro proceeded on course while the Intolerable stayed to study the rift and gather information.


"Ma’am the rift is opening!" "What?" "Ma’am it appears to be expanding." "Tactical, scan the rift for any sign of ships coming through." "Commander there are no ships, however there is a unknown energy spike." "Ma’am we are being pulled in!" "Reverse course, maximum warp!" "We can't, we are going in." "The rift has closed Ma’am." "Where are we?" "Systems suggest we never moved Ma’am?" "How is that possible?" "It isn't but the computer we haven't moved." "Lieutenant Crusher, do you have any input on the situation?" "No Ma’am, I have never seen any thing like this."

"Ma’am sensors picking up another ship coming." "Identification?" "It appears to be the Enterprise-F." "Ma’am in coming message from the Enterprise." "Play audio." ("This is Colonel Natasha Yar of The Galactic Patrol, lower your shields and prepare to be boarded.") "What the hell is going on?" "Do as she ask, lower our shields."

Colonel Yar and two male officers transported onto the bridge of the Intolerable. "I am Lieutenant Commander Ro Laren, Starfleet." "Starfleet!, Starfleet and the federation is no more, it hasn’t been for years?" "Not in our universe it hasn't." "You came through the rift?" "Yes, we were dragged in by a unknown force." "I see, we will find a way to send you back when another first is detected but for now you will be here, and we could use your help." "Help, in what way?" "We are at war with the I.S.E. (Imperial Star Empire) In the year 2389 Starfleet went into a civil war, as a result the federation was shattered and the two super powers were born, the I.S.E. and G.P.

Colonel Yar transported back to her ship, the G.P. Enterprise-F and the USS Intolerable set a course into G.P. space.

The Enterprise and Intolerable were just out of G.P. space when they were ambushed by a fleet of ISE fighters. Behind the fleet of fighters was a Intrepid class starship. "This is Vice Admiral Janeway of the ISE Starship Voyager-B, you will be brought to justice!" "This is Lieutenant Commander Ro Laren of the Federation Starship Intolerable." "Your not from our universe?" "No, we are not." "What lies have the G.P. put ion your minds!" "No lies, we know the ISE are a threat to the universe!" "No, it is the G.P that want to rule the universe, the ISE are sworn to protect all and keep the peace." "Why should I trust you?" "Why trust the G.P. Commander?"

Ro looked at B'Elanna and asked "What should I do?" The ISE fighters opened an attack on the Enterprise. "Trust Janeway." "It is not your Janeway, how can you just jump at that choice?" "She looked you straight in the eye, the Janeway I know couldn’t lie if she was looking in someone’s eyes, just hope that goes for all Janeways." Ro gave the order to open fire on the Enterprise. "Ma’ Starfleet like cloaking technology detected." "G.P. ships?" "Borg!, lots of them." "All hands to battle stations, shields up!" It was a long and nasty battle, the ISE and Intolerable won, but the win was bitter sweet.


"Thank you Commander, your help is much appreciated." "Commander how did you get here anyways?" "A rift in space brought us here, we have no way of getting back!" "We can help you get home Commander but we need your help on a mission first." "Sure, what is it." "Help us take out the G.P. space station Deep Space 12, its in the Gama quadrant.

The Intolerable under command of Ro Laren made its way to the Alpha quadrant in order to meet us with the Ds12 assault force. Klingon Armadas waited their arrival. ISE, Klingon, Vulcan, and Cardassian fleets were ready to end the war once and for all!

Armadas rushed their way through the wormhole. As soon as the Armadas came through the G.P. defense were on them. The G.P. were backed up by Romulan and Jem’Hadar fleets. A long fight was under way but the G.P defense was destroyed.

The Intolerable lead the way to Deep space 12, This would be the last battle for many. "Lives will be taken but we must proceed and stop the G.P. at all cost!" said a Klingon warrior aboard the Ki-tagh.

The battle raged on as swarms of ships fought over and around Ds12. Death and destruction surrounded the station. The Klingons took Ds12 sensors out, DS12 couldn’t detect any cloaked ships with the sensors out. The Klingons had two large ships with raiding parties on ready to beam onto DS12 and take it. Ds12's shielding went down and the raiding parties transported over.

The Intolerable even though was a big ship it was technologically at a disadvantage. The crew fought hard against the G.P. The Intolerable was going to give the final blow to Ds12 by getting close and firing photon torpedoes but just as the Intolerable started to make its attack the G.P. starship Guardian under the command of General William Riker fired at the Intolerable.

The Intolerable ejected their warp core just in time! A second attack destroyed the Star drive, killing thousands. A saucer separation was the only hope. Only a few crew members were alive. Ro Laren died in the Captains chair, B'Elanna took command. "Abandon ship!" B'Elanna said, those would be her last words as a beam from the ships structure would later crush her to death. Young Crusher knew it was up to him to get the remaining crew home. He took them (Guinan, Garak, Quark, Nog, Gerella, & Rammagon) on the Captains yacht and set a course to a rift detected near by. The Intolerable saucer section exploded behind them.

For the three months the Intolerable and its crew were in the atlernate universe, huge changes were taking effect all across the Galaxy. The war with the Klingons slowly started to come to an end. An assassination attempt was made on Toral's life during a speach he was giving on the Klingon home world. The attempt was carried out and completed. The Federation quickly denied any offical involvement in the assassination but there was no hiding the blood on the federation's hands.

Days after the death of Toral, the Klingons were froced into a honorless surrender and signed documents stating that the war was over, an offical surrender to the Federation. As the days went on all supporters of the Klingons signed the treaty of surrender as well. The Federation lead by Starfleet began attempts to reconstruct the once mighty Klingon Empire and its government.

The Intolerable yatch slowly made its way through space and through the rift and exited where it had enterd before. The yatch lost its warp engines and had to limp around on impulse until its sensors detected another starship on an intersect course. The starship was a massive ship of epic size, nothing any of the starfleet officers on the yatch had ever seen before. They were pleased to discover that the ship was a new federation Flagship prototype with astfleet crew. It was the NX-Salvation under command of the experianced and aged legand, Captain William T Riker, the Salvation locked on the the yatch with its powerful tractor beam and brought her up under its belly much like a mother carring for its young offspring.

upon returning safely to Federation space the survivors of Intolerable were given high praise and medals of valor. Wesley Crusher for his actions was given a promotion to lieutenant Commander. Nog also recieved a promotion to the rank of lieutenant Commander. Starfleet spent months restoring the peace and order with the klingon empire. The Federation Council and the President of The Federation Impara Koazi placed the Empires rule in the hand of Emperor Martok, whom in return chose Worf to serve as Chancellor. Worf retired his starfleet comisson and accepted the offer with honor.

Awakening The Ruins of War

In 2395 two years after the maiden voyage of the USS Dynasty Ezri Dax, now a Captain set off on a new voyage as the commanding officer of the USS Viking. The Viking was a strong ship, well equipped with the newest in tactical technology. The ship’s mission however, was that of peace and protection. Its crew count was of a skeleton amount when she left Utopia Planitia and was to remain so until she arrived at star base 629 in the Beta quadrant.

In later 2394 a Ferengi trading ship in the gama quadrant discovered something big. It was a new species, not on Federation record or on Ferengi record for that matter. The newly discovered race called themselves the Amari, a very proud and powerful people. They had technology that rivaled even the newest in Starfleet and the Federation. Some technology even appeared to surpass them. There appearance however was strangely primitive, the Q would look at them as pathetic humanoids of no importance, they dressed like the people of earth during the era of the English settlement, they looked like the Native Americans would have at that time.

The USS Viking was on course to Star base 629 to receive crewmembers to fill up the ships requirement. The Viking however, wouldn’t make it to Star base 629 without running into some form of trouble though. As she approached the Beta quadrant a small fleet of Son’ a ships began to fire upon the Viking. The Son’ a and the Federation had some peace for quite some time and at one point were going to join the Federation but all that fell through when the Son’ a took the side of Toral’s Klingon Empire during the war. The Son’ a never gave an official surrender and have since started to attack and raid any Federation ships that enter their space. And sometimes even going as far as attacking anything that enters the beta quadrant, whether it be part of their space or not.

The Viking really could of handled the small fleet by itself but Captain Ezri Dax seen no need to cause any harm to the Son’ a pests. She attempted three times to hail the Son’ a fleet but the only response she got was more Son’ a ships coming to join in the David’s against Goliath fight. “Alright now they are starting to really piss me off” said the Captain with a hidden sense of humor. With a cup of tea in one hand she sipped her hot beverage and looked at the relief tactical officer and was about to give the order to crush the Son’s.

Before she could however the tactical officer jumped in and spoke “Captain The USS War Hawk is hailing us and is just exiting warp to our port side.” The tactical officer then looked at his stations screens and computer. “The War Hawk is taking out the Son’s fleet. The rest of the Son’s ships are retreating” said the tactical officer. The Captain gave the order to answer the hail and put it on main view screen.

“Hello old man, I seen you were being held up so I thought I would clear you a path” said the deep male voice which Ezri new whom it belonged to before the view screen focused. It was that of a dear friend whom Ezri had not seen or heard from for years, since the War. Benjamin Sisko had been lost in space and time the last she had known. She began to smile un controllably.

“Benjamin, I see your alive and well. When did this all happen, The last I knew the federation still had its top scientist figuring out a way to locate you and free you from where ever you were. Its great to see you again Benjamin” She said with tears of joy running down her face and touching her lips. Memories of the Dominion war raced through her mind, all her friends from Deep Space Nine, of Worf and their complicated relationship, and some of Julian as well. Then she was brought back to reality.

“It’s a long story. My being here alive and well, I owe mostly to a Romulan scientist named Tevalas. She and her team dedicated nearly thirteen years on discovering a way to pull me from my prison. A few months ago They were able to detect my life sign which was trapped in three time periods and by using experimental technology transported my scattered particles together and pulled my through and I was soon in the sickbay of a Romulan ship. Sadly however they chose not to inform the Federation and instead I was taken as a prisoner, or in better terms a science project. It took The Federation close to five years to discover that I was alive. The problem was the Romulans wouldn’t admit to my existence and So about five weeks ago Starfleet sent a covert ops team to extract me from Romulus, which brings up to now. After being checked out by Federation Doctors I was granted command of a starship and returned to duty, under surveillance though” Benjamin Sisko said wrapping up his story.

Dax knew that there were a lot of painful parts of his story left out. The torture and experiments he must have endured at the hands of Romulans. She was caught by surprise when the tactical officer yelled “in coming ships at warp. it’s a fleet of Son’s ships Captain but they are under escort of Klingon ships.” The tactical officer then spoke again before she could answer “We are also receiving a distress call from the planet Vena at the edge of the Quadrant. There is not message to it, its just a standard distress call. Ma’am I did find a fragment of a message with the distress call, the Planet’s government is screaming for assistance from any ships in the quadrant.” Captain Dax gave the Ensign the signal to put Sisko back on the view screen.

“Benjamin, can you hold off those Son’s by yourself until back up arrives?” Ezri asked. She didn’t want to abandon Benjamin but something in her heart told her that Vena needed her. Though Her ship was a good week from the planet, Viking was the closest Starfleet ship and possibly the closest Federation ship. She could see the look on Ben Sisko’s face. “I am heading for vena, something tells me I need to get there as fast as I can.” Ben just nodded his head in acceptance and understanding. It was then She knew he would be fine. She looked at the con officer and gave her command “set course for Vena at maximum warp and engage!”

 

The USS Viking was on its way to Vena when they were suddenly ambushed by a group of fighters. The fighters were of a unknown origin. Soon reports from tactical station confirmed that the fighters were Amari ships. The Viking engaged with full force. Dax gave command to raise shields and go to red alert. Tactical reported that the shields were taking a beating from the small fighters. All of the ships systems were taking damage. Ensign Binney at con informed the Captain that Viking’s best chance was to try to escape though you could sense distastefulness in the Ensigns tone. “Understood Ensign. All power to engines, lets make a run for it” Captain Ezri Dax said with slight reluctance.

“Captain with all do respect” said the Ensign “We are Starfleet officers, we can’t just run like cowards” Binney continued. This was the Ensigns first major assignment post graduating from Starfleet academy. He had already proven himself a worthy con officer. The Captain however, was not pleased with his mouth at this point. Ezri didn’t want to hear lip from any of her officers in a time like this, any command questions or complaints should be filed or at least said behind closed doors, something the young Ensign would have to learn if he were to ever go any where with his career.

The Captain slammed her fist on the side of her chair in response to the Ensign’s miss placed words or arrogance “This is not the time nor the place for this Ensign, your relieved of duty until further notice, get off my bridge. I will see you in my ready room first thing tomorrow morning.” Dax had never had to discipline anyone like this before, she wasn’t used to it. She then looked next to her at her first officer Commander Tom Paris “Commander take helm” she said in the heat of the moment knowing that an experienced helm officer was needed if they were to escape intact and with the bridge crew in chaos and no relief con officer close enough she made the quick choice to place her executive officer at helm. Tom was quite happy to be at helm control for the first time in months.

Junior grade Lieutenant Jake Sisko was at the science station on the bridge and caught something before tactical could report “Captain we have in coming ships heading our way” said the eager Lieutenant who had not seen his father for years and had just been stricken by so much after seeing him on the view screen and later over a very long and private subspace message. Soon a yell came from Ops station where the Ops manager was in a mad rush at work with his Ferengi comrade at his side.

Junior grade Lieutenant Nog with his large Ferengi ears red with anger shouted to his Captain “The ships systems are going crazy. “I have been locked out of Ops control, its some kind of damn virus!” Captain Ezri Dax ran over to Ops station to have a look herself, she tried to gain entry using her command codes and security clearance but it was of no luck. The ship was slowly being taken over by this technologically enhanced beast of a virus. Jake soon reported that the ships that were coming were Federation, Starfleet to be exact. Ezri asked her Chief tactical officer Luviki to get a better identification of the ships but he could not. Lieutenant Luviki reported to her that they were hailing. Dax ordered him to bring it up on the main view screen.

Dax looked at the Lieutenant waiting for the view screen to show something, but it did not. “Those ships are Monitor class. My command s are not working ma’am it’s the damn virus its spreading fast” Luviki said with a hint of nervousness under his breath. Dax looked at Nog and told him to get the virus under control. She then turned to her Ops Manager, Lieutenant Telka Rammagon. The Cardassian male was glaring back at her.

“Rammagon I need you to encrypt all federation data and put as much as you can in password protected files” Dax said trying to take control of here own ship. Soon she heard Tom at helm start cursing in Earth Human English and a few bits in Klingon which she recognized. “is there a problem Commander Paris?” He turned around with this horrific look on his face as if he was shot by a phaser.

“I just lost helm. I have no control at all over here. The ships going by itself Captain” he said with worry whipped clean on his face. She could tell that he was dead serious. She couldn’t help but trying to lighten the situation, it helped her keep focus.

“Nice Klingon, Commander” She said causing both her and him to laugh inside but this was not the time for jokes only Dax could make. That was after all one of Dax’s best quality, always a joker even when times were dire and bad a good Dax joke was always around the corner no matter if it was Curzon, Jadzia, Ezri or the many others. Worf could testify to that, so could Benjamin no doubt most everyone that had the privilege to cross paths with Dax. The Viking had been taken control of and the ship set its own course back to the Beta quadrant at maximum warp speed. The crew were now just in for the ride.

“We need to retake the ship. I want all our engineers on it, I want all our tactical crew that is available to work with the engineers and if any ops personnel could help that would be great. You all know what needs to be done, so lets work together and get our ship back” Dax said to Paris and the rest of the bridge crew. “Lieutenant Wildman, you have the bridge” Captain Ezri Dax said looking at Naomi Wildman, who was a Junior grade Lieutenant serving in ops division. “Commander Paris assemble the senior staff and have them all report to the conference room on deck three.” The Commander nodded in clarification.

 

Naomi Wildman was born on the USS Voyager and as a young girl was raised by her mother and the ships crew. As a young girl growing up on Voyager she admired the work of her mother and of the ship’s captain, Janeway. Naomi would look out the observation deck watching stars and planets pass by, to a young girl it was magic and even now as a full grown women, a Junior grade Lieutenant serving Starfleet on the USS Viking she finds herself looking for that magic she remembers so vividly.

She got into Starfleet academy after attending a lecture by Captain Jean-Luc Picard in 2380. The lecture really caught her attention, Picard was speaking to a group of eager men and women who were entering their first year and it was at that moment his words grasped onto her and convinced her there was more to life than just being an Civilian Administrative Assistant for a Federation Council member. With a little help from her former Captain Janeway, Naomi was accepted into the academy in the mid 2380’s. When she graduated, she was sent to serve on a small science ship known as the USS Jade, an old Defiant class vessel. She served on the Jade in the science division until she transferred over into Ops division and was transferred over onto the USS Viking.

When she was brought aboard the Viking for the first time she was caught off guard when she saw familiar faces from the past. Icheb was on the ship serving as a science officer in astrometrics. Mezoti was also on the Viking, she was an ensign serving in Medical division as one of the ships nurses. Naomi quickly had flash backs to when they were all children on Voyager and how they would often play with one another and take classes on sculpting taught by Seven and sometimes the Doctor.

All was silent on the bridge, Naomi was sitting in the Captain’s chair, a chair she always had her eye on when she was captains assistant on Voyager. She then flashed to the time when Ensign Harry Kim was on the Gama shift and She was walking to her quarters and ran into him on his way to the bridge. He let her come to the bridge and sit on the captain’s chair and read her a book before she went to bed since her mother was on an away mission and Neelix was away on a mission with Tom Paris and Vorik. When she finally emerged back to reality she realized that she could really get used to being in a command position.

It took over two days until Viking’s crew could take back their ship. Information had to be taken by the Amari, that could have been the only purpose of the virus. The Viking was now in the Beta quadrant orbiting a planet that had never been charted by the Federation, it was a desert planet, believed to be un inhabitable or at least un desired. Sensor sweeps showed that there was some bodies of water spread out on the planet but the majority was desert. The ships sensors tried to scan for life signs but something was blocking the sensors from scanning which that precision. “Commander Paris” said Captain Dax “Take an away team down there, have a look. See if there is indeed no life down there” she continued. Tom did as she suggested and took lieutenants Luviki and Rammagon. He also took Ensign Tonya Binney.

The away team transported down and were placed on top of a gorge that was rocky and was high above a small village. The team cautiously made their way down to the village. Using boulders for cover were stealth like in sneaking through for a better view. Ensign Binney peaked over the edge of a huge boulder with optical enhancers and looked at Commander Paris “Klingons!” she shouted in shock. She was about to get up and walk down to the Klingons when Lukvki and Paris grabbed her.

“Take a closer look ensign, you could of gotten yourself killed, maybe all of us. Those Klingons down there bare the insignia of Toral’s empire on their uniforms and armor” said Rammagon “though he may be dead ensign, his warriors and followers still exist and still actively fight for his causes and by those insignias I would have to assume that those Klingons down there are not friendly to the Federation” Luviki said giving a quick lesson to the jumpy ensign.

“Quite down over there, I want to move in closer. We have to hear what those Klingons are saying” Paris said to his away team. Soon the team spotted an Amari approaching the two Klingons and they crawled in closer to get a bit of a conversation between the three.

“How much would you pay for federation’s Starfleet officers?” asked the first Klingon to the Amari. The Amari looked puzzled then responded “Explain yourself Klingon” he said in his devilish voice. “The Klingon resistance we belong to have captured two survivors from an explosion. Their shuttle was over powered by a fleet of our birds of prey. We have had them since the war, not soon after the war ended” the Klingon grunted. “Very well, I will have to think of a fair price for your capture.”

“Commander did I just hear what I thought I heard” asked the Ensign . She then adjusted her phaser setting preparing for battle. Luviki and Rammagon did the same. Paris just sat there and took a long breath. He gave them a sign to stand down and not to engage in battle. Tom then hit his communications badge.

“Paris to Viking, captain we found something. I must see you in private” he said into his communication badge. “Viking, four to beam up” he said. In a matter of moments the away teams image was fading and soon they were gone. Back on the Viking the four departed quickly from the transporter pad. Paris going straight to the Captain, the other three to sick bay to be cleared fro duty.

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