From: vt102@ac.dal.ca
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative
Subject: Revelations
Date: 16 Nov 92 22:27:43 GMT
Organization: Dalhousie University, Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada


Here's a little something I'm working on right now. Since there
don't seem to be a lot of stories at present, I thought I would
post it and see if there's any intrest. Comments and suggestions
via E-mail are welcome.



     "Captian's log, stardate 45327.6. The Enterprise is enroute
to the Norendra system, to rendevous with the Klingon ship Yay
Batlh II to assist in the analysis of debris found there. The
initial reports recieved indicate that the debris is the remains
of a federation ship." 
     Picard stepped through the door and into the football
stadium-sized main hangar bay. In the bay were technitians and
engineers, all bent to preparing the bay to recieve the debris
that they would then have to analyze and peice together. Picard
walked over to LaForge and Riker, who were at the oppisite end of
the bay.
     "Number one, we're scheduled to rendezvous with the Yay
Batlh II in Four hours. When  we get to the Norendra system, I
want you to beam over with Lt. Worf and Mr. Data, there to co-
ordinate the transport of the wreckage here."
     "Yes sir." said Riker. "We're just about ready here, and the
transport of the wreckage is going to be handled by the bulk
transporters in cargo bay three." Then Riker developed a slight
grin. "You should have seen the mess we had getting the shuttles
from this bay to fit into the other bays."
     "A bit of a tight fit?" asked Picard.
     "You can say that again." said Laforge. "The transporters
can't handle beaming around all the shuttles, so  we actually had
to do it manually. It reminded me of history classes in the
academy when they told us about the traffic problems there used
to be on Earth in the tweniteth century."
     "But you did get them all secured?" Picard asked, only
smiling a bit.
     "Not quite. We got them all to fit, except for one." Geordi
held up the PADD he was making notes on, and called up the new
register of the shuttlecraft locations. "It's only a small
shuttle, but we had to secure it on the outer hull. I wouldn't
worry, though. It's magnetically clamped right outside the Bay
doors, and it would take a hell of a knock to jar it loose."
     Picard took a deep breath, and crossed his arms. "Well, I
suppose that's the best that can be done for now. Carry on." He
turned and left the bay, continuing his rounds.
     
     Riker turned to Laforge, "Geordi, what do you think this
wreckage is?"
     "I don't know, Commander." Geordi said, standing up from his
work on the PADD. "Wreckage from a federation ship, over twenty
years old, and found in a system that at the time was controlled
by the Kilgons? I just don't know."

     Five hours later, Riker, Data, and Worf were on Board the
Yay Batlh II, in her cargo bay.
     "Commander Riker! Welcome on board the Yay Batlh II."
Bellowed Captian Korg as he strode into the cargo bay. "I trust
you are aquainted with the original Yay Batlh?"
     "Oh course, Captian." said Riker. "The Yay Batlh was the
ship that was destroyed by the Borg at our last encounter.
Captian Korn was decorated for his part in that battle, wasn't
he?"
     "Yes. Captian Korn was my brother. He recieved the highest
award possible, the NuqDaq Yuch Dapol. And I got the Yay Batlh
II, the newest and finest ship in the empire. Tell me, Mister
Worf, what do you think of my vessel?"
     "Worf looked at Korg, then around the bay. "This is the only
part of the ship I have seen. But I am sure it is a fine ship."
     "Perhaps you would like a tour. Or perhaps a transfer?"
asked Korg, a devious smile on his lips. 
     "No thank you." said Worf. He was about to say more, when
Data showed up with a small, rectangular shaped object.
     "Commander, I found this in one of the piles of debris. It
would appear to be a federation starship flight recorder."
     "Is it intact?" asked Riker.
     Data examined the outer casing of the chared black recorder.
"Its main output ports have been damaged. However, a linkup with
a tricorder might be able to extract the information."
     "Try to punch up the last entry." said Riker. Data opened
his tricorder and punched a few buttons. After a few seconds an
image formed on the tricorder's screen. It showed a man in an old
Starfleet uniform on the bridge of an Abassador class ship.
Riker, Data, and Worf looked on in astonishment as he spoke, not
because of the apparent battle damaged condition of the bridge,
but because standing at his side was Tasha Yar.
     "Ship's log, Commander Castille recording. After our
assistance from the Enterprise-D, we have gone through the
temporal rift and tried to defend the Norendra-3 outpost from
Romulan attacks, but have failed. The Enterprise is crippled, and
a Romulan boarding party has taked the bridge."
     "Mr. Data, get this to the Enterprise right away." said
Riker.