First Officer’s Log

Today was a good day to die. The problem is today never happened according to the chronometer on my desk… yet I distinctly remember the events of the day. It all started when I opened my eyes this morning at 0800 and found 3 year old eyes filled with wonder staring into mine from about 6 inches above my face. My son Oliver said to me “Daddy, are you sleeping?”

Naturally, I responded “Yes.” and closed my eyes again.

A few more minutes of prodding from Ollie (with help from his sister Alice) resulted in my getting up and getting coffee for myself and my wife, Doctor Taylor, and breakfast for the kids from the replicator. I took a sonic shower, got dressed, said bye to my family and headed out of our quarters to face the day.

I stopped by Engineering to check in with Chief Bender about the calibration she was planning for the warp core in the afternoon. All was well in Engineering so I stopped by the Armory to ask Commander Knotts how we were progressing with the shipwide inventory ordered by command. He reported that we were behind schedule.

I made my way to the bridge intending to ask Commander Griffin to assign some additional personnel to the Armory to get us back on schedule with the inventory, but all thoughts of administrative minutiae flew out of my head when I stepped onto the bridge and the red alert klaxon began blaring. The lighting changed as the ship prepared itself for battle and I approached my chair to relieve Commander Griffin. “Status Report” I asked briskly both to make him aware of my arrival and to find out what was going on.

“I wish I could give you one, sir” he responded, looking perplexed. “Nothing is showing on sensors but the ship put itself into defensive mode due to a proximity alert. We’re running more intensive scans now. The sensor log shows a blip which must have triggered the defensive systems…” he trailed off, looking at reports on the status display.

“Very well, keep me apprised.” I went to the Captain’s chair and called Captain Knotts, apprising him of the situation. He asked that I keep him informed. I looked over the sensor and tactical data from my station and agreed with Commander Griffin’s assessment.

“Have we tried running a multiphasic sensor sweep?” I asked, grasping at straws.

“We’ve run every kind of sweep I know to run, unless you’ve come up with a new sensor configuration I’m not aware of” Commander Griffin quipped.

“Not recently” I replied. Looking at the sensor analysis again I saw results coming in from the scans I had inquired about. Nothing out of the ordinary. I forwarded the scans and my analysis to Captain Knotts. “Cancel red alert, but maintain condition yellow” I ordered. Yellow alert would keep the ship in increased readiness mode with more frequent automated scans. “See if you can determine what happened, and if we get anymore blips, let me know immediately. We’ll have a briefing at 1200”

Trusting the crew to investigate the mystery, I fired off a notification of the scheduled briefing and I turned my attention back to administrative duties, adding some personnel to the Armory schedule for the following day (as I knew they would be busy for the rest of the shift investigating this latest anomaly). A ship this size has an enormous amount of administration. While the crew spends it’s time investigating the nature of our universe and generating data, the command staff spends an inordinate amount of time scheduling, planning, reviewing reports, and making sure things run smoothly.

At the 1200 briefing, Lieutenant Commander Brunelle expressed dissatisfaction at our lack of scientific explanation for what caused the sensor blip. “It’s almost as if we brushed against something with our navigational deflectors, but the sensors showed nothing there.”

“Assuming we did, what could have disrupted our navigational deflectors that would not register on the sensors?” Captain Knotts asked.

“A cloaked object of some kind, but it would have to have been very small. Maybe the size of a deck of cards, and we aren’t aware of any cloaking technology that miniaturized.” replied Lieutenant Commander Brunelle.

“Just because we aren’t aware of it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist,” I replied. “Maybe the reason the multiphasic sweep didn’t detect anything outside the ship because whatever it was wasn’t outside the ship anymore…”

Mr. Griffin began prodding the PADD in front of him furiously. “I’ve run an analysis of internal sensor log data from the time of the incident and I do see some slight distortion consistent with an object out of phase with our reality passing through the ship’s hull and several bulkheads. I’m tracing the path now.”

A few minutes later we found ourselves standing in front of our main computer core. “It’s right here,” said Commander Griffin, glancing between his PADD and the core, pointing at the primary/secondary interface near the main power junction.

“What is it?” asked Captain Knotts, the concern on his face growing deeper.

“I’m not sure, but I don’t like the looks of it,” answered Chief Bender. It was invisible to our eyes, but she held up her PADD to show a 3D rendering of the object. It looked exactly like a box of playing cards but had no distinguishing marks of any kind, just smooth sides and sharp edges.

Just then, the captain’s communicator squawked. “CAPTAIN TO THE BRIDGE!” and the red alert klaxon began sounding again.

Captain Knotts, Commander Griffin and I headed quickly to the nearest turbolift. “Status report,” the captain requested.

“There’s a ship off our port bow of unknown configuration. At least we think it’s a ship. It wasn’t there a second ago and now it’s there. They aren’t responding to hails.”

We stepped onto the bridge and the image on the view screen was something to behold. It was a large box, a giant version of the object on our computer core. It was at least 1/3 the size of our ship and it’s silvery surface looked like liquid metal but was not the least bit reflective, instead seeming to generate its own dim light from within. The edges looked sharp enough to cut space-time itself and it stood out starkly from the blackness of space filled with stars and galaxies behind it.

“Open a channel,” said the Captain. A chirp signified that communications had been initialized. “Unidentified Vessel: I am Captain James Knotts of the Federation Starship Narragansett. You are in Federation space. Please announce your intentions and identify your species and planet of origin.”

“No response, sir,” said Lieutenant Commander Dreyfus from the communications station. “I am sending our translation codes using all standard modes of communication.”

“Try the non-standard ones too,” I said. Anyone with this kind of technology should be able to translate our language in short order once they recognized the series of primes at the beginning of our translation codes for what they were.

“Bender to bridge.”

“Go ahead,” replied the captain.

“Sir, it seems that the device on the computer core is accessing our main computer database. It’s downloading everything, and I do mean everything.”

“Interesting,” I said as I sat down at my station to review the data from Chief Bender’s PADD.

The Captain looked in my direction and said “Exasperating is more like it. I don’t like this one bit.”

“Incoming transmission sir, audio only, putting it through” said Lieutenant Commander Dreyfus.

“Starship Narragansett: We have analysed all of your ‘data’ and determined that your kind is not ready to know us. You are not developed. You cannot be allowed to continue with the knowledge of our existence.”

“What do you mean we cannot be allowed to continue? Who are you to decide that?” replied the Captain.

Lieutenant Commander Dreyfus reported “They terminated their transmission, sir.”

“Bender to bridge.”

“Go ahead Chief,” the captain replied as he began to pace.

“Sir, the device is showing a massive energy buildup that should not be possible based on it’s size. I’d estimate is has more energy currently than we can produce over the course of a year.”

Commander Griffin turned from the Ops station to look at the Captain and I. “I think we know what they mean now, sir.”

Suspecting that our choice to live on a Starship with our young family was poor, my thoughts turned to my wife and children a few decks below us. I didn’t have long to regret, as the world went blindingly white.

What seemed like an eternity later, I found myself sitting at my desk. The time on the chronometer read 1000, and none of the events I have recounted here after I stepped onto the bridge this morning seem to have happened. It seems after I checked with Commander Griffin to assign more staff to the Armory I came here to my office to work on crew evaluations. Despite my vivid recollection, no one else’s logs seem to reflect these events and the sensor logs show no anomalies of any kind.

Captain Knotts had no idea what I was talking about when I inquired as to what was going on, so I decided to write this report to make sure there was a record of my memories. I think I’ll go to sickbay and get checked out.

First Officers Log

Reported to starbase 313 for general inspections and repairs After a comet strike. We picked up strange temporal readings and contacted command. We received standby orders from section 31. As for ship functions, all stations and departments report in all systems functioning. Report on the summit at starbase 15 will be coming in the next few days once data can be compiled, and points can be confirmed by regional command.

First officer’s log supplimental

 

stardate: 95818.59

we arrived at Cestus III on time to beguin our negotiations to have a federation outpost re-established here.  A meeting was set on the planet’s capitol which was to be comprised of the representatives from the human settlement and their governor.

An awayteam comprised of FCAPT. Knotts, CMDR. Taylor M.D., CWO5. Knotts, and myself, was sent to open the negotiations.

Upon our arrival, we found it strange that nobody was sent to receive our party and welcome us. To be specific, there was nobody to be found anywhere. As standard to procedure we scanned for life forms in our vacinity. The scans came back with interesting finds. The scans detected irregularities in the dna of the lifeforms around us. Documenting this we proceeded with our main objective.

we made our way to the council chambers where we were greeted by the governor and two leaders from the gorn deligation.

the proceedings were icy at best in general nature. The governor seemed subdued as the gorn leaders took charge of the meeting.

after presenting our case, we were asked for a 48 waiting period before the deligation makes its decision. Plans for the proposed outpost were asked for, and to my  knowledge, submitted by FCAPT. Knotts.

we returned to the ship where now for a very quiet and uneasy 24 hours we await the decisions of the leaders of Cestus III.

i can’t help but to feel concerned. The willingness and open reception of our proposal to what has been proven to be a relatively unreceptive culture and species, does not leave me with feelings of comfort. Rather, alarm and suspicion.

i also can’t shake the nagging suspicions I have over the unusual genetic combination makeup we picked up. Could the gorn here be practicing genetic enhancement using what I can only call (For currently classified reasons at the moment) “foreign” dna?

To many questions, all to be answered in to short of time.

First Officer’s Log – Mission: Archaeology Fleet One

The following is a report based on the events witnessed on the mission titled
Archaeology fleet one On stardate 95714.68 we received orders to report to the binary star system for a standard salvage of the disabled and antiquated ship USS Shenzhou NCC-1227. Our mission specifics were to retrieve the vessel and chart the battlefield for archaeological study and proper processing.

We were instructed to rendezvous with 2 other federation starships at Gamma Hydrae, the USS Enterprise NCC-1701-E and the USS Voyager NCC-74656.

To arrive at our destination and to shorten time in Romulan space, we used trans warp drive. Upon our arrival, Our crew was to be dived with FCAPT Knotts, CWO5 Knotts, CMDR D. Taylor MD, LTJG Anzaldi, and myself reporting to the USS Enterprise. FCAPT Knotts was ordered to take command upon his arrival.

LCDR Brunelle, LTJG Bender, CWO5 Anzaldi, and the remainder of the science division were stationed to the USS Voyager. LCDR Brunelle was to assume executive officer position upon her arrival.

The rest of the crew was to remain on the USS.Narragansett with CMDR. J. Taylor in command and LT. Griffin to assume executive officer duties.
We were given the following course and heading for this rendezvous (see attached map 1). Once we had divided among the three ships we hailed ahead to a small detachment fleet that was stationed at starbase 247 under the command of Admiral William Riker.

Once contacted we secured our departure path to the wreckage site. While in route we detected several Borg vessels investigating our transwarp signatures.

We utilized the cloaking devices on our ship wait until they had passed by.
Once the Borg threat was gone we proceeded to the Shenzhou. Once arriving we became aware that not only was the ship not disheveled as we were brought to understand. It was in fact functioning and updated with the latest technology the federation has to offer.

Upon inspection of the ship we found its shields up and it weapons also operational. It also was streaming a highly encoded message stream back towards space station Titan 1. We slowed our approach to the ship which triggered an automated defense system that made interfacing with the computer or boarding her a challenge. It was at this time we preformed a data stream analysis to decipher the coding used in the message.

We were able to find that the code was the same on utilized by Admiral Janeway in her coded transmission of our orders. We at this time decided to utilize the voyager E.M.H. The plan was to recode him into the message with our orders and in an operation called “piggybacking” send him to the Shenzhou’s main computer via the receiving data stream. Once received, he would at that time, lower the defenses and shielding allowing us to board
her. An away team was assembled and dispatched. Once the ship was secured and defensive systems were lowered, we were able to safely board her.

Upon lowering her defenses, the ship appeared to send out a massive data burst and what we could only assume was a signal beacon signal directed back to headquarters in sol sector. Once we boarded her we found that she had been updated fully with what was indeed modern technology, computer, and weapons.

Shortly after securing her the Borg once again came to the far corner of the system, only this time in a large force. Before we could act or respond we began to detect mycelial energy feed off. In seconds a focusing of this energy appeared in multiple points around the Borg fleets and appeared to be causing damage with each appearance. Within moments the Borg retreated.

Seconds later the starship USS Discovery NCC-1031 came out of mycelial drive in front of the fleet. She appeared abandoned and to be running off automation programs. At this time an away team was assembled and the decision to board her was made. The away team consisted of:
FCAPT Knotts
CWO5 Knotts
CAPT Anzaldi

For the official record, FCPT. Knotts’s assignment to the away team did receive protest from myself in accordance with general starfleet away team protocols.
This protest was dismissed. The away exam boarded the USS. DISCOVERY.
Upon our arrival we discovered that this ship was indeed also updated with top of the line technology.

We proceeded to main engineering. Upon our arrival there we discovered what was being used as the ships mycelial network navigator. We found a dismembered and disconnected Borg drone corpse hooked into the navigational uplink diodes.

An announcement at this time began to broadcast asking for a captain.
At this time again, though advised strongly against, FCAPT Knotts announced himself to the computer. Myself and CWO5 Knotts were beamed off of the ship and back to the enterprise. The Discovery’s spore drive activated and the ship left the area with the fleet captain still onboard. Shortly after this a hail was sent to the reserve fleet.

At this time the starship Voyager began to malfunction. Her ship began to send False reports of systems malfunctions, and engine failures. The crew found themselves unable to correct the malfunctions. Her command staff was at this time alerted to a pending self destruct count.

In an attempt to disable the computer core, the USS Narragansett used controlled phaser fire to target and disable the onboard conduits controls for the main computer. This failed to stop the computers. The crew was notified of a warp core breach in progress. At this time with what appeared to be no options left, in effort to save the ship the warp core was ejected and detonated.

This action attracted the attention of the Klingons, and Romulan that were nearby. In efforts to avoid sabotage, the Klingon representatives we were transporting were detained and measures that will not be mentioned here were taken. The ships came under attack and were damaged heavily.
It has been reported that a voice announcing our failure was heard. At this time the discovery returned and we were made aware that this was not the actual mission, rather a training exercise for the mission to gauge our actions and responses. We were ordered to return to sol sector to be debriefed and our ships fit with new gear to preform the mission more adequately.

Once home we were brought to understand the true nature of our mission.
The USS Shenzhou was indeed still functioning as an it intelligence gathering method, with the USS Discovery there as her security system. It was fitted with holoemmiters o give the appearance of a defunct, and damaged wreck.
It was our task to retrieve her without any of our neighbors being made aware of our target’s true nature.

To help with this, weapons upgrades to all three ships were done, along with spore drives being installed and navigated by the same system as that we found on the USS Discovery. Unbeknownst to us at this time was a far greater problem. A problem quickly hinted upon by a brief meeting with the being known as “Q”. My memory of this meeting is unclear, and what i can recall is cryptic at best. All i can clearly remember is an apocalyptic warning.
Q also visited the other ships and their commanders. Playing his usual games with them i would assume.

When our ships were finished, we departed on our attempt of the mission. At this time the events that occurred have been dubbed classified by Starfleet and be withheld from this report but can and will be provided vocally upon inquiry.

We utilized the new spore drives to reach our destination in gamma hydrae
The Borg navigators began to wake up and scream as if in pain, on other ships they began to speak cryptically. This soon stopped. It is here that my memory of events begins to break down from an effect that this report will later explain. This effect also began to provide us visitors not of our timeline. In the Enterprise’s infirmary doctor Lenard McCoy appeared and rather disoriented.

It was at this time it became clear what may be the greater goings on. That through some way, the Borg had infiltrated the network and time and space had begun to breakdown. This was a theory i chose not to disclose to the crew at this time due to the lack of evidence. The next morning we began the mission once again. The scenario of the first day was similar to our procedure.
We cloaked and proceeded to secure the USS Shenzhou.

Once again the discovery appeared and sent out message. From here my memory is unclear. This being a result of myself and the crew having relived this moment countless times. From what i was brought to understand is that time was breaking down caused by the introduction of the Borg into the mycelial network. From flashes of memory.

Our second attempt was met once again with Borg resistance and a visit from Q. The crews of the ship were taken this time and shown a future which had been assimilated by the Borg and the ships were destroyed.

Time was once again reset to the point of our arrival. Q joined he crew as a human being. The mission proceeded again. This time the fleet captain was once again taken and the enterprise left in pursuit. From this point my memory blinks out and my recollection is very hazy.

My next memory can not be stated in this report. All information from this point is deemed classified. A report on the events can be given orally via request from an authorized party.

Mission was deemed a success. The Borg were removed from the network.
For additional information, please reference classified files on Genesis Planet events.