Matt: No idea who he is, but I've got something on Sta'Ris. He's got ties to the Criminal Underworld. Specifically, the "Shadow Syndicate".
Ryan: Trace the next transmission from our "friend", and notify Starfleet Security we may be able to help them with Lord Shadow.
Matt: What about his offer?
Ryan: I've already got someone on the way to help Kara control her abilities. If this Sta'Ris shows up, treat him like a regular visitor, but place him under red-level surveillance. If he so much as spits on the deckplate, take him in.
Matt: I know it's a metaphor, but, on what charge?
Ryan: Vandalism.
Matt: For spitting on the deckplate?
Ryan: Don't you have anything better to do?
Matt: No.
Ryan: Just my luck...
Matt: How's the Girl?
Ryan: Her quarters look like a warzone.
Matt: So... she's still having trouble with her abilities?
Ryan: I said her quarters are like a warzone. She's a teenager. That's normal. Except when she's accidentally turned her neighbours' quarters into an apocalyptic nightmare.
Matt: She's definitely going to need some help controlling her abilities. You know, the Board of Telepathic Abilities back home has some skill with this--
Ryan: She's in our jurisdiction, Matt. If we ask the Federation for help with this, it'll look like we're not ready for independence! Besides, I don't like what I've heard about BOTA. They seem little different to Raiser. They monitor and control high-level TPs and TKs! She's going to be like a new plaything for them! I'm not having it! She's staying in our jurisdiction, unless she decides otherwise. Clear?
Matt: One thing. Are we doing this for her sake, or for political face?
Ryan: Her sake. Political face is just another problem I've got to deal with because of this. Did you know, that since it became public knowledge of what she is, I've gotten 15 requests to place her in a cell, 27 requests to put her under guard, and 112 requests to throw her off station! ALL of them from people suspected of Hate crimes against New-types.
Matt: She's not a--
Ryan: That's part of the problem. She's developing her abilities naturally, not as a result of the Northman Event, nor is she going through what Allen, Mitchell or Dorman went through. She's a product of Natural Selection and Evolution. Next thing you know, we'll have people manipulating metal with their minds, shooting lasers out of their eyes, etc. and Giant Robots built by the Government trying to capture or kill them!
Matt: Sir? What have you been smoking?
Ryan: Old Earth Fiction, Matt. Marvel Comics, give them a read. They're good.
Anyway, I've got a Press Conference tomorrow to explain to the Public what we're gonna do about this, and I'm quoting straight from FNN here, "Menace to Galactic Security"! I thought we had the worst of it with Northman, but there's something worse than that... Reporters!
*Deep Space 61, Docking Bay 14 Customs. An Endublan (Red, amphibious-looking skin, with a humanoid head and light blue eyes. Has black spots on his skin (Narn-like). Is wearing a blue Bajoran Ceremonial Robe.) walks to the gate, scanning his TravelCard as he walks through.*
Customs Guard: Anything to declare?
Endublan: Just a few personal effects. *Opens a case containing a few crystal rocks and a devise the size of a tricorder. The Guard places the Crystals under a scanner before tapping a few controls.*
Customs Guard: Anything special about them?
Endublan: Religiously important to my people. When placed in a circle, and exposed to Epsilon rays, they glow and provide clarity of mind.
Customs Guard: Serola Stones? I've heard of them. They're only found on O-class planets in Class-25 Nebulae. But, where they are found, they're extremely common. They're igneous, right? As in, Volcanic?
Endublan: Yes.
Customs: Alright. *Replaces the crystals before picking up the scanner* This is standard Dominion Tech... Durable, reliable, lightweight... and an Epsilon Wave Emitter. *Puts it back* Everything's in order. *Places TravelCard on console screen, as a light flashes next to it, then removes and hands it to the Endublan.* Just place that on any public Console terminal or directory and it'll direct you to your quarters. Our industrial replicators can provide all the comforts of home, and there's a 50% discount for Diplomatic Visitors. Enjoy your stay.
Endublan: Thank you. I believe Captain Allington was expecting me, though.
Customs: Of course. The Captain's got a Press Conference in a few minutes though, so it'll have to wait until that's over.
Endublan: Where would that be?
Customs: Promenade, Level A. *Points to Turbolift* Just ask the Turbolift to take you there, you can't miss it.
Endublan: Thanks again, Friend. *Places hands in a cross before flowing them forwards and apart, the standard Endublan greeting*
*A corridor outside the Promenade.*
Daya: You'll be late. The Press don't like being kept waiting... makes them feel like idiots.
Ryan: Then I'll do it just to give them the revelation that they ARE. Just one more.
Daya: Alright. What do you intend to do about security around the Mutant during her internment here?
Ryan: No comment.
Daya: You can't "no comment" that. It'll just make you look bad and like we're holding her against her will.
Ryan: *Sighs* The girl is a resident here and is being treated as such. Security around her HAS been increased in the wake of several attempted break-ins to her quarters. Security is conducting full searches in an attempt to put an end to hate crime on-station.
Daya: You realise those were all optimistic, at best.
Ryan: I know.
*Matt walks in*
Matt: They're bustling in there.
Daya: The Vultures are beginning to circle.
Matt: I thought Vultures didn't circle until after you were dead?
Daya: Maybe they know something we don't.
*Daya and Ryan walk onto the Promenade, as Security takes positions around the Conference. The Endublan Walks of the Turbolift and takes a place on the Upper Level with the rest of the Public attendees. Ryan walks up to the Podium.*
Ryan: I apologise for the delay. I head to attend to Station business. Now, any questions? Yes?
Reporter 1: Is it true that you are holding a teenage New-type for transport to Earth?
Ryan: Absolutely not. The girl, named Kara, is being cared for as any other person on this station, and she is not a new-type.
Reporter 1: But you ARE sending her to Earth?
Ryan: That remains to be seen. Her abilities have only now started developing, and we have sent for a TK to assist her in controlling her abilities. For the meantime, however, she remains a Station Resident.
Reporter 1: You don't like reporters very much, do you?
Ryan: Of course I do..
Daya *Whispering to herself*: No Klingon Humor. No Klingon humor.
Ryan: ...Properly cooked.
*Daya Facepalms, as the room fills with short laughter.*
Reporter 2: Is it true that you have been advised to place the Mutant in the Custody of Station Security, for the safety of the Public?
Ryan: I'm afraid I don't get your meaning.
Reporter 2: She's a clear and present threat to peoples' safety. What are you going to do about it?
Ryan: They said the same thing about the Vulcans, when they came to Earth, and said something similar more than a Century earlier, about the Hebrews.
Reporter 2: Meaning?
Ryan: Meaning you can take a flying--! *Re-composes himself* Meaning, that we intend to treat her as any other Human being, and not allow-- *Booing and unrest grows in the crowd above, reasonably audible* And not allow fear and suspicion... *The unrest becomes a torrent of angry cursing and shouting* To lead to another Raiser! *A bottle flies past, barely missing Ryan. A Security Guard walks up.*
Security: I want you out of here Captain!
Ryan: Like hell! I'm not leaving until they listen!
Security: They're looking for a fight, sir! Anything you say will just get them hotter! Let me handle this! I promise, I'll be gentle!
*Ryan, grudgingly, steps down from the podium heading to the exist with a security guard*
Man *From above*: Yeah! Get lost! Freak-lover!
Security: RIGHT! *Fires Phaser in the air* ANYONE STILL HERE IN 60 SECONDS IS UNDER ARREST FOR INCITING TO RIOT!
Man: You're bluffing!
Security: 59! 58! *Upon realising that he's not bluffing, the angry mob begins to disperse. The Endublan from earlier walks into the Corridor after Ryan and Daya* ...55! 54!
*The corridor*
Endublan: Excuse me! Excuse me, Captains! *Catches up to Ryan and Daya, who stop to face him* Taras Liopa of Endubla VI
Ryan: Of course. Captain Ryan Allington, pleased to meet you. *Shakes his hand, before he gestures to Daya*This is Captain Marilla Saph, Commanding Officer of the Darwin, our Research Vessel, and my Advisor on just about anything the situation calls for... except Diplomatic matters.
Taras: A pleasure. Now, where is Kara?
Ryan: Hold on. First, I'd like to brief you on the situation with her.
Taras: Of course.
*Captain's Office*
Ryan: So, basically, she's a subject of great scientific interest. I've already gotten requests from other governments to give them access to her. She's also the target of Purist Hate groups. She's under guard for her own safety. You saw what happened on the promenade, that's a prime example of why.
Taras: I understand. Will I be treated the same?
Ryan: Doubtful. Her abilities aren't the problem. The fact that she HAS them is what's causing the trouble.
Matt *over comm.*: Captain, Mr. Sta'Ris has arrived.
Shadow simply watches as the riot starts. He knows the risk of bein here. Ryan unlike Ross would turn him in. As the riot begins to take form he gets ready to activate his armor but security acts. Shadow silent returns into the shadows unseen Thinking of his next move.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Shadow soon stands in a corner of te station as his agent soon walks near him and begins to talk quitely in Romulan. They speak quitely for awhile then the agent walks on and gets a drink shadow waits and soon heads away from the promenade to the lower level s.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
On deep space 61 as Ryan and the other being enter his ready room shadow turns around in Ryan's chair.
Shadow is in his armor and robes the sharp points of his armor give off a dark aura. His face is also masked.
Shadow: do not bother calling your security. I am not here to harm you. If I was you woul already be dead. But I do need to know something from you. When Reinhart returns and the battle lines are drawn and this station becomes the pivotal point which side will you chose. I know that this station will become pivotal to the future. And what side you take will decide the outcome of the war. I know my side all ready. But with Ross missing that leaves what side starfleet will choose in the balance. Don't be to quick o judge me Ryan especially when you don't know me or my plans. I do know reinharts. And if she succeeds anyone who stands against her will perish.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
On deep space 61 as Ryan and the other being enter his ready room shadow turns around in Ryan's chair.
Shadow is in his armor and robes the sharp points of his armor give off a dark aura. His face is also masked.
Shadow: do not bother calling your security. I am not here to harm you. If I was you woul already be dead. But I do need to know something from you. When Reinhart returns and the battle lines are drawn and this station becomes the pivotal point which side will you chose. I know that this station will become pivotal to the future. And what side you take will decide the outcome of the war. I know my side all ready. But with Ross missing that leaves what side starfleet will choose in the balance. Don't be to quick o judge me Ryan especially when you don't know me or my plans. I do know reinharts. And if she succeeds anyone who stands against her will perish.
Ryan: I'll pick the side that still believes in the concepts of freedom and morality. Lord...Shadow, is it? You've taken a great risk by coming here. Every Planet in the Federation and Klingon Empire are hunting for you. Fortunately, I don't have extradition treaties with them yet, but still... A big risk. Are we done here?
Shadow: yes I think we are. Take this admiral there may come a time when you need to. Reach me.
Shadow soon disappears as he beams aboard his ship.
*Taps a control on his desk*
Ryan: Allington to Ops.
Matt *Over Comm.*: Go ahead.
Ryan: Lord Shadow just beamed out of my Office! See if you can trace it!
Matt *Over Comm.*: No luck. Sorry, Captain.
Ryan: Alright. *Releases the control* Computer, send the following transmission to Admiral Ross: Admiral, Matthew just beamed off-station. I can't track him. We need to talk. Contact me as soon as you're free. Ryan out.
Lord shadow sits on the bridge of his modified schimitar. His crew works silently as he thinks his next move. Cortana soon appears next to him her blue digital body giving a dark blue aura.
Cortana: I have located te ancient temple you where looking for. Uploading the coordinates now.
Shadow: set course maximum warp.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
* 5 months since the Raiser crisis. USS Possibility and Ross have captured Admiral Reinhart and a couple Raiser personnel. They have dropped her off at the secret facility known to high ranking federation and Starfleet flag officers. Since her capture things have been running smoothly as the Khitomer Accords have been restored to their proper place. The governments are still dealing with the parameters of Newtypes and the Raisers. Ross has been busy as they are now incorporating the Omega Frames to the a new vessel and a new class. *
* Deep regions of the Alpha Quadrant A very rundown facility near former VGI space and Starbase 41 ruins.*
* A strange bunch of vessels appear infront of it. Their language in nearly inaudible to all of us. Their bodies are strange covered in a strange bio organism and metallic shapeshifting armor.*
*Their away teams raid the facility and ruins. *
Leader: *inaudible speaking and the group fans out and begins searching the place.*
*One shouts out in clicks*
*Their leader walks over to the subordinate and its a dusty terminal and a engraving. *
* Quantum Artificial Intelligence Galeni 2412 *
Leader: *in broken English* Allven... *begins issuing orders and they begin operating soon.*
*A captured Admiral Gael is tossed infront of the terminal by the Aliens. His EVO suit glistening in the ruins. The Romulan is scared but complies.*
Gael: This is it... This is the system of the Late Fleet Admiral Allen. He used this system a little during the Federation civil war that led to many of his victories during the conflict and all of them led to no civilian casualties. When he disappeared and then died the system was thought to have been lost, when Northman attacked Starbase 41 and broke the Federation forces. This system is more than a artifical intelligence it utilizes something strange that I have no knowledge in. ...
*The system comes alive when the Alien leader caresses the terminal screen.*
Shadow soon arrives at the coordinates on the fringes of known space. He beams down to a cold dark planet. His robes being moved by the cold wind he lowers his hood and heads inside a giant temple. As he enters he can feel the power held here and he soon uncovers a dark crystal.
Shadow: no one fully understands the rift. There are three sides the light the dark and the shadows. Now after all these years the shadow rift will be opened once again. There must be a balance.
He takes the crystal setting it in its place as he sits in the cold snowy floor of the temple as he begins going through the ancient manuscripts.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Shadow soon arrives at the coordinates on the fringes of known space. He beams down to a cold dark planet. His robes being moved by the cold wind he lowers his hood and heads inside a giant temple. As he enters he can feel the power held here and he soon uncovers a dark crystal.
Shadow: no one fully understands the rift. There are three sides the light the dark and the shadows. Now after all these years the shadow rift will be opened once again. There must be a balance.
He takes the crystal setting it in its place as he sits in the cold snowy floor of the temple as he begins going through the ancient manuscripts.
* Aliens arrive at the temple and begin worshiping the Shadows. Their noise is heard and felt by Rommel. Their Language is in audible. *
*Allen's voice rings in Rommel's head*
Get out of there now! This is their temple. They know your here and don't like interlopers.
Lord shadows ship soon heads back for their base. But shadow in the deep of the ship sits on the floor. The aliens may have halted his work but he has all he needs to contact the ancient shadows to tap into there power. Then he will be able to finish his goal. Head he calls on the ancients he spends hours before he returns. Ju? moments before they reach the station.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Deep Space 61, Holodeck 3. There's a simulation of the White Cliffs of Dover running, with 18th Century Sailing Ships coming and going from the nearby port. Ryan and Kara are standing atop the cliffs, watching as a First Rate, named "Victory" heads out.*
Kara: It's so calm. So peaceful.
Ryan: Any trouble with your telekinesis?
Kara: None!
Ryan: Good. From what Ensign Rai tells me, mental powers are affected by emotion, especially with those untrained. Until our Endublan friend finishes teaching you how to control those abilities, I'll make the Holodeck available to you 24/7.
*Ryan leaves the Holodeck, entering the one next to it.*
Ryan: Computer, run program Allington 1-7 V.
*The scenery changes to an Illustrious Class Aircraft Carrier during the Cold War. It's off the Coast of India on training exercises with the US Navy. The Carrier is the Flagship of the Royal Navy "HMS Victorious" Carrier Group. A British Buccaneer is on the Flight Deck readying for takeoff. Ryan is in a Royal Navy Officer's Uniform with the rank of Lieutenant (Keep in mind, this is a British ship so it's pronounced "Leftenant"). He approaches one of the NCOs near an AA gun. The NCO's name tag reads "T. Tuck". Upon seeing the officer, he snaps to attention*
Ryan: At ease, Mr. Tuck. So, how's the gun? Ship-shape and Bristol Fashion?
Tuck: Yes, sir!
Ryan: Very well, carry on. Computer, freeze character programs.
*All character programs halt, leaving just Ryan, the ship, and the waves*
Ryan: Just isn't the same nowadays. You know, I served 2 weeks with the Oceanic Patrol on Earth? Transferred back to Starships because it felt so... fail-safe. No work at all. But, on a Starship, anything can happen. Warp Drive malfunctions, nav deflector failures... Always something to keep you on your toes. Read my namesake's book on you. How he looked up to you. He loved hearing your stories about your time in the Navy, H.M.S. Loch Fada, Victorious, Ganges...
*His combadge chirps*
Daya *Over Comm*: Ryan? Still no reply from Ross on your message.
Ryan: *Taps combadge, disturbing the holo-overlay* Thanks. Keep me posted. Anything on our "visitor"?
Daya: None. We notified Starfleet Intel and they tracked a courier ship that left at the exact same time. They checked it when it docked at DS12. Rommel wasn't on board.
Ryan: Dead end.
Daya: Maybe not. The Ion trail of the transport divided in two about halfway between us and DS9. The trail's gonna be pretty cold for a normal ship by now, but...
Ryan: The Darwin's new sensor array can track it!
Daya: Exactly! If you don't mind, I'd like to take the Darwin and the Victorious to track this down.
Ryan: Good idea. Remember, Rommel's one of the best. He'd expect you to follow the Ion trail.
Daya: I know. By the way, there's a message in the Comm. buffer for you. It's from your sister.
Ryan: Liz... Thanks. Be careful.
Daya: Aren't I always?
Ryan: Why do you think I'm telling you? Don't get your head slammed into another bulkhead, okay?
*Deep Space 61, Holodeck 3. There's a simulation of the White Cliffs of Dover running, with 18th Century Sailing Ships coming and going from the nearby port. Ryan and Kara are standing atop the cliffs, watching as a First Rate, named "Victory" heads out.*
Kara: It's so calm. So peaceful.
Ryan: Any trouble with your telekinesis?
Kara: None!
Ryan: Good. From what Ensign Rai tells me, mental powers are affected by emotion, especially with those untrained. Until our Endublan friend finishes teaching you how to control those abilities, I'll make the Holodeck available to you 24/7.
*Ryan leaves the Holodeck, entering the one next to it.*
Ryan: Computer, run program Allington 1-7 V.
*The scenery changes to an Illustrious Class Aircraft Carrier during the Cold War. It's off the Coast of India on training exercises with the US Navy. The Carrier is the Flagship of the Royal Navy "HMS Victorious" Carrier Group. A British Buccaneer is on the Flight Deck readying for takeoff. Ryan is in a Royal Navy Officer's Uniform with the rank of Lieutenant (Keep in mind, this is a British ship so it's pronounced "Leftenant"). He approaches one of the NCOs near an AA gun. The NCO's name tag reads "T. Tuck". Upon seeing the officer, he snaps to attention*
Ryan: At ease, Mr. Tuck. So, how's the gun? Ship-shape and Bristol Fashion?
Tuck: Yes, sir!
Ryan: Very well, carry on. Computer, freeze character programs.
*All character programs halt, leaving just Ryan, the ship, and the waves*
Ryan: Just isn't the same nowadays. You know, I served 2 weeks with the Oceanic Patrol on Earth? Transferred back to Starships because it felt so... fail-safe. No work at all. But, on a Starship, anything can happen. Warp Drive malfunctions, nav deflector failures... Always something to keep you on your toes. Read my namesake's book on you. How he looked up to you. He loved hearing your stories about your time in the Navy, H.M.S. Loch Fada, Victorious, Ganges...
*His combadge chirps*
Daya *Over Comm*: Ryan? Still no reply from Ross on your message.
Ryan: *Taps combadge, disturbing the holo-overlay* Thanks. Keep me posted. Anything on our "visitor"?
Daya: None. We notified Starfleet Intel and they tracked a courier ship that left at the exact same time. They checked it when it docked at DS12. Rommel wasn't on board.
Ryan: Dead end.
Daya: Maybe not. The Ion trail of the transport divided in two about halfway between us and DS9. The trail's gonna be pretty cold for a normal ship by now, but...
Ryan: The Darwin's new sensor array can track it!
Daya: Exactly! If you don't mind, I'd like to take the Darwin and the Victorious to track this down.
Ryan: Good idea. Remember, Rommel's one of the best. He'd expect you to follow the Ion trail.
Daya: I know. By the way, there's a message in the Comm. buffer for you. It's from your sister.
Ryan: Liz... Thanks. Be careful.
Daya: Aren't I always?
Ryan: Why do you think I'm telling you? Don't get your head slammed into another bulkhead, okay?
Lt. Shepard: This is USS Possibility we are requesting birth and port. We are expected and have passengers aboard.
*Shows him images. Shows him the return of his family, and all the power he wishes. But in return prepare for their return subtley. The power to save those he loves from death. *
*Shows him images. Shows him the return of his family, and all the power he wishes. But in return prepare for their return subtley. The power to save those he loves from death. *
Do we have an accord?
If I where still in starfleet what you ask would be impossible but I'm not in starfleet and my resources are much larger now then ever before. We have a deal.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Ryan: So, where is the Commander? I don't think I've yet had the pleasure. Also, when will the Admiral be available?
*Lt. Shepard hands him a PADD listing all the resupply requests*
Ryan: Quantum Flux Capacitors? What are you planning on doing? Opening a black hole?
Dorman: We are handling them to give them to your shipyards for ship development. I am sorry Ryan. I had to settle a dilemma from our on board ship AI. Our orders are to send these passengers to your station for their protection. Just remember that Artificial Newtypes are dangerous and anything could set them off. Starfleet medical and Admiral Val are still trying to find a way to fix the damage done to them.
If I where still in starfleet what you ask would be impossible but I'm not in starfleet and my resources are much larger now then ever before. We have a deal.
*In broken English*
Gooood. We now imbue you with a little bit of our power. For a little bit of down payment. You will feel our instructions from now on. But we have something that will assist you immeasurably. Something that was hidden even from you. Go to these coordinates and you will find it. Along with our followers that have recovered it.
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*Deep Space 61, Docking Bay 14 Customs. An Endublan (Red, amphibious-looking skin, with a humanoid head and light blue eyes. Has black spots on his skin (Narn-like). Is wearing a blue Bajoran Ceremonial Robe.) walks to the gate, scanning his TravelCard as he walks through.*
Customs Guard: Anything to declare?
Endublan: Just a few personal effects. *Opens a case containing a few crystal rocks and a devise the size of a tricorder. The Guard places the Crystals under a scanner before tapping a few controls.*
Customs Guard: Anything special about them?
Endublan: Religiously important to my people. When placed in a circle, and exposed to Epsilon rays, they glow and provide clarity of mind.
Customs Guard: Serola Stones? I've heard of them. They're only found on O-class planets in Class-25 Nebulae. But, where they are found, they're extremely common. They're igneous, right? As in, Volcanic?
Endublan: Yes.
Customs: Alright. *Replaces the crystals before picking up the scanner* This is standard Dominion Tech... Durable, reliable, lightweight... and an Epsilon Wave Emitter. *Puts it back* Everything's in order. *Places TravelCard on console screen, as a light flashes next to it, then removes and hands it to the Endublan.* Just place that on any public Console terminal or directory and it'll direct you to your quarters. Our industrial replicators can provide all the comforts of home, and there's a 50% discount for Diplomatic Visitors. Enjoy your stay.
Endublan: Thank you. I believe Captain Allington was expecting me, though.
Customs: Of course. The Captain's got a Press Conference in a few minutes though, so it'll have to wait until that's over.
Endublan: Where would that be?
Customs: Promenade, Level A. *Points to Turbolift* Just ask the Turbolift to take you there, you can't miss it.
Endublan: Thanks again, Friend. *Places hands in a cross before flowing them forwards and apart, the standard Endublan greeting*
*A corridor outside the Promenade.*
Daya: You'll be late. The Press don't like being kept waiting... makes them feel like idiots.
Ryan: Then I'll do it just to give them the revelation that they ARE. Just one more.
Daya: Alright. What do you intend to do about security around the Mutant during her internment here?
Ryan: No comment.
Daya: You can't "no comment" that. It'll just make you look bad and like we're holding her against her will.
Ryan: *Sighs* The girl is a resident here and is being treated as such. Security around her HAS been increased in the wake of several attempted break-ins to her quarters. Security is conducting full searches in an attempt to put an end to hate crime on-station.
Daya: You realise those were all optimistic, at best.
Ryan: I know.
*Matt walks in*
Matt: They're bustling in there.
Daya: The Vultures are beginning to circle.
Matt: I thought Vultures didn't circle until after you were dead?
Daya: Maybe they know something we don't.
*Daya and Ryan walk onto the Promenade, as Security takes positions around the Conference. The Endublan Walks of the Turbolift and takes a place on the Upper Level with the rest of the Public attendees. Ryan walks up to the Podium.*
Ryan: I apologise for the delay. I head to attend to Station business. Now, any questions? Yes?
Reporter 1: Is it true that you are holding a teenage New-type for transport to Earth?
Ryan: Absolutely not. The girl, named Kara, is being cared for as any other person on this station, and she is not a new-type.
Reporter 1: But you ARE sending her to Earth?
Ryan: That remains to be seen. Her abilities have only now started developing, and we have sent for a TK to assist her in controlling her abilities. For the meantime, however, she remains a Station Resident.
Reporter 1: You don't like reporters very much, do you?
Ryan: Of course I do..
Daya *Whispering to herself*: No Klingon Humor. No Klingon humor.
Ryan: ...Properly cooked.
*Daya Facepalms, as the room fills with short laughter.*
Reporter 2: Is it true that you have been advised to place the Mutant in the Custody of Station Security, for the safety of the Public?
Ryan: I'm afraid I don't get your meaning.
Reporter 2: She's a clear and present threat to peoples' safety. What are you going to do about it?
Ryan: They said the same thing about the Vulcans, when they came to Earth, and said something similar more than a Century earlier, about the Hebrews.
Reporter 2: Meaning?
Ryan: Meaning you can take a flying--! *Re-composes himself* Meaning, that we intend to treat her as any other Human being, and not allow-- *Booing and unrest grows in the crowd above, reasonably audible* And not allow fear and suspicion... *The unrest becomes a torrent of angry cursing and shouting* To lead to another Raiser! *A bottle flies past, barely missing Ryan. A Security Guard walks up.*
Security: I want you out of here Captain!
Ryan: Like hell! I'm not leaving until they listen!
Security: They're looking for a fight, sir! Anything you say will just get them hotter! Let me handle this! I promise, I'll be gentle!
*Ryan, grudgingly, steps down from the podium heading to the exist with a security guard*
Man *From above*: Yeah! Get lost! Freak-lover!
Security: RIGHT! *Fires Phaser in the air* ANYONE STILL HERE IN 60 SECONDS IS UNDER ARREST FOR INCITING TO RIOT!
Man: You're bluffing!
Security: 59! 58! *Upon realising that he's not bluffing, the angry mob begins to disperse. The Endublan from earlier walks into the Corridor after Ryan and Daya* ...55! 54!
*The corridor*
Endublan: Excuse me! Excuse me, Captains! *Catches up to Ryan and Daya, who stop to face him* Taras Liopa of Endubla VI
Ryan: Of course. Captain Ryan Allington, pleased to meet you. *Shakes his hand, before he gestures to Daya*This is Captain Marilla Saph, Commanding Officer of the Darwin, our Research Vessel, and my Advisor on just about anything the situation calls for... except Diplomatic matters.
Taras: A pleasure. Now, where is Kara?
Ryan: Hold on. First, I'd like to brief you on the situation with her.
Taras: Of course.
*Captain's Office*
Ryan: So, basically, she's a subject of great scientific interest. I've already gotten requests from other governments to give them access to her. She's also the target of Purist Hate groups. She's under guard for her own safety. You saw what happened on the promenade, that's a prime example of why.
Taras: I understand. Will I be treated the same?
Ryan: Doubtful. Her abilities aren't the problem. The fact that she HAS them is what's causing the trouble.
Matt *over comm.*: Captain, Mr. Sta'Ris has arrived.
Ryan: Understood. Sorry about that.
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OOC: A friend of mine may join in tomorrow. I'll let you know. I've also sent Allen a PM.
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Alright I've also tried to contact Allen. No luck yet on my end.
Shadow is in his armor and robes the sharp points of his armor give off a dark aura. His face is also masked.
Shadow: do not bother calling your security. I am not here to harm you. If I was you woul already be dead. But I do need to know something from you. When Reinhart returns and the battle lines are drawn and this station becomes the pivotal point which side will you chose. I know that this station will become pivotal to the future. And what side you take will decide the outcome of the war. I know my side all ready. But with Ross missing that leaves what side starfleet will choose in the balance. Don't be to quick o judge me Ryan especially when you don't know me or my plans. I do know reinharts. And if she succeeds anyone who stands against her will perish.
Ryan: I'll pick the side that still believes in the concepts of freedom and morality. Lord...Shadow, is it? You've taken a great risk by coming here. Every Planet in the Federation and Klingon Empire are hunting for you. Fortunately, I don't have extradition treaties with them yet, but still... A big risk. Are we done here?
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Shadow soon disappears as he beams aboard his ship.
*Taps a control on his desk*
Ryan: Allington to Ops.
Matt *Over Comm.*: Go ahead.
Ryan: Lord Shadow just beamed out of my Office! See if you can trace it!
Matt *Over Comm.*: No luck. Sorry, Captain.
Ryan: Alright. *Releases the control* Computer, send the following transmission to Admiral Ross: Admiral, Matthew just beamed off-station. I can't track him. We need to talk. Contact me as soon as you're free. Ryan out.
Computer: Transmission sent.
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Cortana: I have located te ancient temple you where looking for. Uploading the coordinates now.
Shadow: set course maximum warp.
* Deep regions of the Alpha Quadrant A very rundown facility near former VGI space and Starbase 41 ruins.*
* A strange bunch of vessels appear infront of it. Their language in nearly inaudible to all of us. Their bodies are strange covered in a strange bio organism and metallic shapeshifting armor.*
*Their away teams raid the facility and ruins. *
Leader: *inaudible speaking and the group fans out and begins searching the place.*
*One shouts out in clicks*
*Their leader walks over to the subordinate and its a dusty terminal and a engraving. *
* Quantum Artificial Intelligence Galeni 2412 *
Leader: *in broken English* Allven... *begins issuing orders and they begin operating soon.*
Gael: This is it... This is the system of the Late Fleet Admiral Allen. He used this system a little during the Federation civil war that led to many of his victories during the conflict and all of them led to no civilian casualties. When he disappeared and then died the system was thought to have been lost, when Northman attacked Starbase 41 and broke the Federation forces. This system is more than a artifical intelligence it utilizes something strange that I have no knowledge in. ...
*The system comes alive when the Alien leader caresses the terminal screen.*
Gael: This system is going to change the world...
Alien Leader: Gorrd vou me weark.
Shadow soon arrives at the coordinates on the fringes of known space. He beams down to a cold dark planet. His robes being moved by the cold wind he lowers his hood and heads inside a giant temple. As he enters he can feel the power held here and he soon uncovers a dark crystal.
Shadow: no one fully understands the rift. There are three sides the light the dark and the shadows. Now after all these years the shadow rift will be opened once again. There must be a balance.
He takes the crystal setting it in its place as he sits in the cold snowy floor of the temple as he begins going through the ancient manuscripts.
* Aliens arrive at the temple and begin worshiping the Shadows. Their noise is heard and felt by Rommel. Their Language is in audible. *
*Allen's voice rings in Rommel's head*
Get out of there now! This is their temple. They know your here and don't like interlopers.
*in broken English*
Matthew Rommel, pawn of those infinitely greater than you. Man that lost his family. I see the darkness in you still.
Walking the line between Shadow and Light. Child of the grey. You are trespassing here. .
Yeah up yours.
He is beamed away to his ship.
*He still finds them on his ship. The crew gone. Cortana removed.*
Resisting us is not a wise thing to do. Let me educate you.
*places a cold hand on Rommels helmet, casually. No emotion on his face Evil radiating off of him.*
*Deep Space 61, Holodeck 3. There's a simulation of the White Cliffs of Dover running, with 18th Century Sailing Ships coming and going from the nearby port. Ryan and Kara are standing atop the cliffs, watching as a First Rate, named "Victory" heads out.*
Kara: It's so calm. So peaceful.
Ryan: Any trouble with your telekinesis?
Kara: None!
Ryan: Good. From what Ensign Rai tells me, mental powers are affected by emotion, especially with those untrained. Until our Endublan friend finishes teaching you how to control those abilities, I'll make the Holodeck available to you 24/7.
*Ryan leaves the Holodeck, entering the one next to it.*
Ryan: Computer, run program Allington 1-7 V.
*The scenery changes to an Illustrious Class Aircraft Carrier during the Cold War. It's off the Coast of India on training exercises with the US Navy. The Carrier is the Flagship of the Royal Navy "HMS Victorious" Carrier Group. A British Buccaneer is on the Flight Deck readying for takeoff. Ryan is in a Royal Navy Officer's Uniform with the rank of Lieutenant (Keep in mind, this is a British ship so it's pronounced "Leftenant"). He approaches one of the NCOs near an AA gun. The NCO's name tag reads "T. Tuck". Upon seeing the officer, he snaps to attention*
Ryan: At ease, Mr. Tuck. So, how's the gun? Ship-shape and Bristol Fashion?
Tuck: Yes, sir!
Ryan: Very well, carry on. Computer, freeze character programs.
*All character programs halt, leaving just Ryan, the ship, and the waves*
Ryan: Just isn't the same nowadays. You know, I served 2 weeks with the Oceanic Patrol on Earth? Transferred back to Starships because it felt so... fail-safe. No work at all. But, on a Starship, anything can happen. Warp Drive malfunctions, nav deflector failures... Always something to keep you on your toes. Read my namesake's book on you. How he looked up to you. He loved hearing your stories about your time in the Navy, H.M.S. Loch Fada, Victorious, Ganges...
*His combadge chirps*
Daya *Over Comm*: Ryan? Still no reply from Ross on your message.
Ryan: *Taps combadge, disturbing the holo-overlay* Thanks. Keep me posted. Anything on our "visitor"?
Daya: None. We notified Starfleet Intel and they tracked a courier ship that left at the exact same time. They checked it when it docked at DS12. Rommel wasn't on board.
Ryan: Dead end.
Daya: Maybe not. The Ion trail of the transport divided in two about halfway between us and DS9. The trail's gonna be pretty cold for a normal ship by now, but...
Ryan: The Darwin's new sensor array can track it!
Daya: Exactly! If you don't mind, I'd like to take the Darwin and the Victorious to track this down.
Ryan: Good idea. Remember, Rommel's one of the best. He'd expect you to follow the Ion trail.
Daya: I know. By the way, there's a message in the Comm. buffer for you. It's from your sister.
Ryan: Liz... Thanks. Be careful.
Daya: Aren't I always?
Ryan: Why do you think I'm telling you? Don't get your head slammed into another bulkhead, okay?
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Who said I was resisting. I'm just bypassing you to get to where I need to go.
Your darkness is a part of you. It has lead to the demise and suffering of a galaxy, Your responsible for most of what has happened.
*Images of his family enter his mind, lovingly accepting him. Loving him. He is no longer hunted as a criminal.*
You have tresspassed onto our holy ground and have stolen ancient knowledge. We have come for a deal.. Something that you should be interested in..
Lt. Shepard: This is USS Possibility we are requesting birth and port. We are expected and have passengers aboard.
And what do you think you can offer me.
*DS61 Ops.*
Matt: We copy that Possibility. You are cleared for Bay 5. Welcome back.
*Airlock 5*
Ryan: Welcome back, lieutenant. Where's Derek?
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Lt. Shepard: He is here. He had a domestic call from Captain Shelana that he had to take. Commander Dorman has been overseeing our docking.
*Shows him images. Shows him the return of his family, and all the power he wishes. But in return prepare for their return subtley. The power to save those he loves from death. *
Do we have an accord?
Ryan: So, where is the Commander? I don't think I've yet had the pleasure. Also, when will the Admiral be available?
*Lt. Shepard hands him a PADD listing all the resupply requests*
Ryan: Quantum Flux Capacitors? What are you planning on doing? Opening a black hole?
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If I where still in starfleet what you ask would be impossible but I'm not in starfleet and my resources are much larger now then ever before. We have a deal.
Dorman: We are handling them to give them to your shipyards for ship development. I am sorry Ryan. I had to settle a dilemma from our on board ship AI. Our orders are to send these passengers to your station for their protection. Just remember that Artificial Newtypes are dangerous and anything could set them off. Starfleet medical and Admiral Val are still trying to find a way to fix the damage done to them.
*In broken English*
Gooood. We now imbue you with a little bit of our power. For a little bit of down payment. You will feel our instructions from now on. But we have something that will assist you immeasurably. Something that was hidden even from you. Go to these coordinates and you will find it. Along with our followers that have recovered it.