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Captain's log, Stardate 6010 .1.

While in the midst of a ship -wide systems upgrade, the Enterprise has been

ordered to depart Starbase 37 in response to a nearby distress call.

While there, I had the dubious honor of greeting the new admiral assigned to the

sector. Our time together, fortunately, was brief.

At last, we are underway, though I have mixed feelings knowing we are more than

halfway through our five -year mission.

With Sulu with Starfleet for command training, the promotion of Mr. Chekov to

head of security, and the return of my former yeoman as a newly commissioned

officer, it seemed the more things change, the more they stay the same.

Have you made any contact with the colony?

Negative, Captain. I'm no longer receiving the distress signal.

There's an unusual amount of interference on subspace.

Captain, you want to... Not now, Rand. Mr. Spock, any readings?

Nothing yet, sir.

We are still too far out.

Mr. DeSalle, what's our ETA?

Seventeen minutes to orbit, sir.

Mr. Scott.

Aye, sir. I can give you more.

Increase speed to warp seven. Aye, sir.

Captain, long -range scans available now.

Sensors indicate massive energy discharges.

The readings are off the scale.

DeSalle, go to maximum warp. Lieutenant Uhura, sound red alert.

Chekov, bring phasers and photon torpedoes online.

Phasers and photon torpedoes undead and ready, Kipton.

Anything, Spock?

I'm at a loss to explain, Captain.

Sensors revealed two alien vessels, then they simply vanished.

Two vessels?

Could they have been working together?

Unknown.

Uhura, anything from the colony?

Subspace channels are clearing.

I'm receiving a transmission from the colony now.

On screen, Lieutenant.

Aye, sir.

This is Captain James T. Kirk of the Starship Enterprise.

Are you in need of assistance?

I'm Cal Strickland, director of this research colony here on Primus IV.

Sure took your sweet time responding to our emergency.

Well, we're here now. What's the nature of your distress call?

We have the situation under control now, no thanks to you.

We assumed this outpost was to be under your protection.

Director, it is.

Now, what exactly happened here?

A short time ago, a large object appears in orbit, randomly firing at the

planet. All attempts at communication, unsuccessful.

Director Strickland, could we please review your sensor data, as it may

additional information?

I'll transmit what we have.

Of course.

By now, we're not too concerned about a return visit by this intruder, thanks to

the Onabi.

The what?

The Onabi.

At least, that's the name we were given.

As soon as the Onabi appeared, this intruder fled.

I'll have my chief medical officer coordinate with your people and beam

anything you might need.

In the meantime, we'll remain here on orbit in case there's any more trouble.

Don't worry, Kirk.

Fortunately, as long as we have the Onabi controlling the sector, we feel

reasonably sure that we won't be calling on you any time soon.

At least not if we need anything in a hurry.

Mr. Chekov, cancel the red alert. Aye, sir.

Spock, analyze the sensor data. See if you can determine the intruder's course

out of this system.

Rand, you take care of that.

Yes, sir.

In the meantime, I'll be in my quarters with a headache.

Here we go again.

Space.

The final frontier.

These are the new voyages of the Starship Enterprise.

It's by your mission to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new

civilizations.

to boldly go where no man has gone before.

Captain's log, stardate 6011 .2. We are continuing our investigation at the

mysterious intruder who has been attacking ships and outposts throughout

sector. I'm frustrated by the lack of information we've gathered thus far.

and by the fact there's nothing to do but wait for the Anabi or the intruder

reappear.

Captain, I do not recall previously viewing this representation.

What, Spock?

The musical composition you have on display.

Oh, you mean the hymn.

That belonged to my brother, Sam. My mother gave it to he and Aurelian when

left for Deneba.

What is it, Spock?

I do not understand the words.

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.

I once was lost, but now I'm found.

Was blind, but now I see.

Well, Spock, it's about us.

It's about what we're supposedly doing out here.

Extending compassion to those in need.

Saving the lost.

Helping those people who can't help themselves and asking nothing in return.

But the thong would seem to indicate a deity.

Were not the religious conflicts of your world what led your species to the

brink of destruction?

Yes, but it's the ideal that survives.

Then the hymn is still relevant. I shall endeavor to study it further.

Your move, Captain.

Come.

Beware Romulan's bearing gift.

My bones.

Romulan ale.

You're aware, Doctor, that Romulan ale is illegal in Federation space.

I only use it for medicinal purposes.

Now this looks familiar.

I'll have him checkmated his next move.

Spock, you play the most irritating game of chess in the galaxy.

Irritating, Doctor?

Checkmate.

Sure you don't know what irritating is?

The fact that my father married a human female.

It's terrible having bad blood like that. He may learn to enjoy it.

Someday.

Kirk here. Go ahead, Lieutenant.

Captain, receiving a message from Starbase 37.

It's Admiral Leslie.

Admiral Leslie.

Any relation to our Mr. Leslie?

It's his father.

He has got to be adopted.

Highly unlikely, Doctor.

Go ahead, Lieutenant.

Put him through.

Admiral, to what do I owe this pleasure?

Don't get cute, Kirk.

Just what the hell is going on out there?

Sir? I just got a transmission from Cal Strickland, the director of Primus IV.

Yes, Admiral, and about that situation.

Cal Strickland is one of the Federation's most brilliant research

archaeologists.

And he's my friend.

Imagine the shock that I felt.

When the very starship I sent to protect him was nowhere in sight.

Now you listen to me, Kirk.

You find out who's responsible for this or you're going to be watching storage

compartments of grain for the next two years.

Do I make myself clear, Captain?

As clear as can be expected.

What was that?

Don't cross me, Kirk.

If you think for one minute that you can push this Admiral around, you've got

another thing.

Captain, I'm receiving an urgent distress signal from the transport tug,

Rashid. They're under attack near the Klaxor disturbance by a ship matching

description of the intruder at Primus IV.

Go to red alert.

Mr. Scott, divert all ship's power to the engines. I want war pay.

Lay in a direct course to the Al Rashid. I'm on my way.

What about the Admiral?

I'm sure he'll call back.

Red alert.

All hands, man your battle stations. This is not a drill.

Report. We're closing fast on the Al Rashid. She's reporting that she's under

attack. The Al Rashid reports a second vessel moving into position.

They're challenging the intruder.

The Onabi, I presume.

Are we within visual range?

Coming in range now, sir. On screen.

Slow to one -half impulse power.

Put us between... My God!

Sir, something's jamming the signal.

Spock, can you read it? The intruder vessel no longer appears on sensors, and

the smaller ship is moving off.

Plot an intercept course.

Try to hail him.

There's no answer to our hail, sir. She's going into water. Lock a tractor

on her, Scotty. Aye, sir.

That's got her. She's flowing.

Still no answer to hail, sir.

Mr. Scott, can you get a lock on anyone on board?

There's a lot of interference, sir, but I've got a lock on something. Alert the

transporter room. Mr. Chekov, have a security team standing by. Mr. Spock,

have the cops.

Transporter room, stand by.

Do we still have a lock? Aye, sir.

Energize.

Recalibrating. Standby.

What's the problem?

It sees circuits, sir.

We've barely tested the new transporters.

Readings are like nothing I've ever seen before.

Remind me not to use that contraption.

Ever.

Greetings, sentient beings.

Bones, how do you read that thing?

Whatever it is, it doesn't register on my tricorder. Please do not interrupt

when I am speaking.

Thank you.

What was that?

As I was saying, greetings, sentient beings.

I'm Captain James T. Captain.

Circuits have activated themselves.

Someone else is beaming aboard.

Check off. Clear the room.

Aye, Captain.

Oh, was I supposed to wait till that thing was done?

I just have no patience.

How is everything, dear?

I am on.

Now, Mr. Chair.

Force field's activated, sir.

Oh, that is so cute.

Look on.

A force field.

Shall we play?

I am Onabi.

You must release me.

Mr. Chekov, take our guest to the brig, too.

Get a grip.

I'll be there later to question her.

The brig?

Oh, I'd love to go there.

Captain, this is going to be so much fun.

Take me, you mad Russian.

What the hell was that?

Chekov, get the force field on that thing.

Lieutenant Uhura, I'd like you to come down to the transport room and have a

look at our guest on.

Aye, sir.

Chekov, you stay here and help.

Aye, Captain.

These readings are useless.

We have to lower the force field.

In a way.

It's beautiful.

Beautiful.

Go!

You must hurry.

They'll be here soon. Stand aside, Mr. Chekhov.

Now, it's your turn.

Captain Thickbay, we have a medical emergency in the transporter room.

respond immediately.

Captain's log, stardate 6012 .4. The El Rashid has received repairs and is

continuing on her resupply mission.

We've taken Anabi into custody and are holding her for questioning.

Sir, I have Captain Jeffries online.

On screen, Lieutenant.

Captain, is everything all right over there?

What the hell was that thing, Jim?

It came at us out of nowhere.

We're not certain. It's not the first time that we've heard about this

but it is the first time that we were able to see it.

Well, if you hadn't shown up when you did.

Our sensors indicated the second ship for a moment.

Did you read that?

We did.

We were able to bring the pilot on board, and we think the two might be

connected in some way.

We hope to get some answers to all of this soon.

All right, Jim.

Well, you take it easy out here.

That ship of yours is getting quite a reputation.

So it would seem.

Is there anything else that we might be able to do for you?

We're fine.

Besides, we need to get back to Help Base 24 as it is.

Safe travels, Matt.

Same.

Howard Chekov and Uhura Bones.

Pretty shook up, Jim.

They described seeing visions of the ship, the crew.

Some pretty wild stuff.

Whatever it was, it happened when they came in contact with On. A device with

the ability to project holograms and induce hallucinations should be

an extreme hazard, Captain.

Hallucinations, maybe. But I've got two people in sickbay who swear what they

saw really happened.

What I want to know is who this Onabi is.

Spock, have we learned anything from the sensor data?

Nothing of use, Captain.

The intruder ships seem to appear out of nowhere.

Could they be using a cloaking device?

Unknown. It does appear Onabi drove the intruder ship off. If that's the case,

she did indeed save the colony and the Alver Sheep. Do we have anything

definitive on this intruder? If our scanners are to be believed, the size of

intruder vessel is 200 times that of our own.

200 times?

We could, quite literally, beam the Onabi ship aboard the Enterprise, while

intruder could beam up into theirs.

Nothing like being in the middle of the food chain.

Logically, there is another possibility, sir. One could assume the intruder is

merely a projection created by our guests.

For what purpose?

Perhaps to gain whatever reward is offered. Or she could be trying to

destabilize the sector and turn the neighboring planets against the

Do you two just sit around all day and make this stuff up?

Talk about paranoid.

Intergalactic plot.

Really, Doctor.

Your lack of reasoning seems more on par with... Gentlemen, gentlemen, please.

We need to start working on getting some answers.

Then, Captain, may I request permission to question the prisoner?

Spock, that is one emotional woman down there.

I'd better question her, Jim. What she needs is some good old Southern charm.

Doctor, your dismal record with emotional women has already been

Why, you green -blooded, inhuman son of a... I think perhaps both of you should

question her. I'm sure that between the two of you, you'll discover who this

intruder is and how will Navi manage to drive him off three times now.

Well, aye, sir.

Yes sir.

Lower the force field. Aye sir.

Well, Spock, say something.

I would say the young lady might be getting chilled by now.

What?

Captain, our guest has managed to escape.

This is the captain.

We have an intruder alert. I repeat, all decks, intruder alert.

Mr. Rand, you have the bridge.

Sir? You have had the proper training, haven't you? Yes, sir.

You are fully qualified?

Yes, sir.

Then I mean now. You have the bridge. I'll be in security.

Maintain position, Helm.

Aye, Captain.

Follow.

It's good to see you on your feet again.

Report. Captain, all stations reporting security.

There is no sign of an army.

Mr. Spock, take charge.

When you find her, report to me immediately.

I'll be in my office.

Aye, sir. You men check section four.

The rest head aft. Check each room.

What's wrong, Captain?

Am I not to your liking?

And perhaps something more like this.

I'm reading an unknown energy force from inside the captain's office.

Well, don't just stand there, Spock. Do something.

Chekov? I'll apologize later.

How is she, Bones?

She'll be out for a while.

Move her back to the brig. Take maximum security precautions and let me know

when she comes around.

Aye, sir.

It seems a little strange that a phaser set on Sun was enough to disable her

after all we've seen. Yeah, it doesn't make any sense, Jim. But all my reading

suggests that she's truly unconscious.

Perhaps it is another ruse.

Oh, plain possum, eh, Spock?

Not an unreasonable conclusion, Doctor.

Well, I'm through playing games.

It's time we get to the bottom of all this before a certain Admiral has our

collective ass.

Gentlemen?

Lieutenant Ayres, report to the main engineering.

Ensign Taffick?

port to the bridge.

Scotty, if you don't sit still, I can't finish.

Alas, it's fine. It's just a wee bit sore.

You asked for me to come down here.

Now, do you want me to help or not?

Aye, go ahead.

There. Done.

Oh, Christine.

That feels much better. Thanks.

Now go on and make sure Ahura is resting.

Aye.

With this ring, I do well.

Captain's log, stardate 6013 .7.

There has been another incident with the device known as Ahn.

Got back from sickbay.

Christine still hasn't come around.

She was attached to that Ahn thing for a long time.

But fortunately there doesn't appear to be any permanent damage.

Well, how about Ahura?

Back on duty.

Makes you wish you had a ship's counselor on board.

Captain, I'm growing rather bored in here. Can you please move on?

Lower the force field.

Captain Kirk.

May I first apologize for my previous antics? I meant you no harm. Nor would

you.

We simply want to learn more about you and about this alien intruder that seems

to be menacing this sector.

Yes. The Monap.

The what?

The Monap, Doctor.

A most despicable menace.

I have roamed the galaxy since before your son burned hot in space.

But soon my journey ends.

So you can destroy this Monap.

Destroy? No.

But contain the Monap I can, and once contained, the menace shall end.

I must say, this all sounds rather epic.

But there's just too many aspects that don't add up.

Your vessel is simply too small to drive off an intruder of this size.

Do not believe what only your eyes tell you, Captain.

I think you'll find not all is as it seems.

And those ministers of grace.

Go to the captain.

Kirk here. Go ahead, Scotty.

We're discharging energy into the disturbance.

There's no reason for it, but it's happening short enough.

Where's it coming from?

Instruments read that the discharge began near the warp nacelle.

I'll have to take the mains offline to run a full diagnostic.

All right, Scotty, I'm on my way. Aye, sir. Kirk out.

Onabi, I'm going to have to ask you to wait here.

If you do not release me, you will be sorry.

The only thing he's sorry about is pulling duty in this quadrant.

Status report, Mr. Scott.

Sir, we've had to take the mains offline.

The ship's running on battery power only. At our present rate of power

consumption, we can maintain ship status for 3 .24 hours.

Not be occurring.

It is my theory there is no actual power drain.

Are you daft, man? The indicators show otherwise.

Would you care to elaborate, Mr. Spock? Due to the nature of On, it could be

some ploy to make us believe there is a power drain when none actually exists.

But for what purpose?

Perhaps to give Onabi a chance to fade off.

Mr. Spock, you've been able to mind meld with intelligent machines before.

Is there any chance you could make contact with Ahn? Captain, considering

effect the contact with Ahn has had so far, do you think it wise to

touch that thing?

While the risk is great, the danger Ahn could pose to the Enterprise is greater.

Captain, I believe this is our best course to understand what has been

happening. Mr. Scott, Spock and I are going to deal with Ahn. Rand, maintain

position here.

Aye, sir. Aye, sir.

Scott to engineering.

I need a team to assist me near the main junction circuitry at the matter -inter

-matter chamber.

Ah,

this is Captain Kirk.

Yes, Captain.

It is impressive that you knew of our goal before we told you, Ahn.

How did you come by this knowledge?

I guess we're just going to have to get the answers for ourselves.

Be careful, Spock.

On! Stop what you're doing!

Spock!

Captain, with your permission, I shall now discuss these fuel equations with

engineer.

Mr.

Spock, welcome aboard.

Mr. Spock?

I have been, and always shall be, your friend.

Live long and prosper.

No.

No.

Don't you remember?

Shift. Out of danger.

You saved the ship.

You saved us all.

Don't you remember?

No. Yes.

No. Yes.

I love Italy.

And so do you.

Yes.

Thought I was going to die. I thought I was going to die.

Not possible.

You were never alone.

Thought I was going to die.

Don't believe them. Don't trust them.

They're dying.

Let them die.

Trust them.

It was fun.

Oh, my.

It's pain.

Gentlemen, Captain Kirk is alive.

Ooh, are you all right with your sock?

I'm undamaged, physically.

How'd you get down here?

Can you explain what just happened?

Those images were of no memories that I ever recall.

Ann gave you a gift, Captain.

Do you not recognize your own ambitions?

I fail to see how answering in riddles will accomplish anything.

Those images that were shown to us, were they the future?

The future is not written, Mr. Spock.

As to what you saw, I have no control over Ann. No control over Ann? Then that

means that thing is a danger to the Enterprise.

Captain, do you not see we are the same?

Ann is younger, but we are the same.

The threat is not from us, Captain Kirk. The threat is from without.

We have found no physical evidence of your intruder. In addition, it is highly

probable that Ahn is directly affecting ship operations.

That in itself is reason enough to consider both he and yourself the true

threat. You believe me to be a threat.

You have no idea what's out there.

The Green, the Cardassian, the Hirogen, the Dominion.

I'd have tried to make friends.

Get ready, Captain.

None compared to the Monarch. We don't respond well to threats, Onabi.

All men, man your battle stations.

This is the captain. Report.

Captain, the Intruder has returned and is engaging.

I'm on my way to the bridge.

I hope he's up for the game.

Sir, fields are at 50%. Another few hits like that and we'll lose them

altogether. I've ordered Mr. Scott to bring the mains back online.

What's she doing up here?

Just keep her out of the way. Mr. DeSalle, course 213, mark 4.

Three -quarters impulse power.

Aye, sir.

Lieutenant Uhura, anything?

Negative, sir. Hailing on all channels.

They're coming for another test.

Hang on.

Take evasive action. Get us out of that thing's line of fire.

Aye, sir.

Captain, we will not survive another hit like that. We've got batteries only.

Scotty, I need emergency power.

Aye, sir. I'm working on it. Captain, I'm receiving damage reports from all

the ship. Medical teams are responding.

Captain, if we maintain this course, we will enter the class to a disturbance.

Our shields and sensors will be useless.

And so will the Monad.

Take us in, Mr. DeSalle. Aye, sir.

Aren't we going to fight?

This isn't a fight we can win. This is about survival.

Take us as far in as we can go, Mr. DeSalle.

Aye, sir.

Entering the Klaxor disturbance now.

Spock, anything on the sensors?

Negative. As I warned, sensors are inoperative.

Communications are down as well, Captain.

Mr. Scott, report.

The mains are back online.

Seems there was nothing wrong as Mr. Spock suggested.

What was that?

The LONAP is trying to determine your location by setting off anti -matter

charges within the disturbance.

That means his sensors are down too.

Spock, can you track where that weapons fire is coming from?

Our deflector screens are directing particles in such a way that we may be

to get a general idea of where the intruder is.

How general?

Within a kilometer.

It would appear I owe you an apology.

Not needed, Captain.

Of course, what you do next will determine your fate.

With a word, you will either doom or save your ship and crew.

Let me help.

Rand. Do we have enough power to transport Ahn and Onabi back to their

Barely, sir.

Funnel all ship's power, including life support, to the transporter room.

Sir! Do it. It may be our only hope.

Mr. Fox, would you please escort Onabi to the transporter room?

Aye, sir.

Anything, Rand?

Too much interference, sir.

You, uh, performed rather well while in command.

You kept your head in a crisis.

That's the first major test every commander has to face.

Knowing whether or not you'll rise to the occasion or freeze.

Well done.

Thanks, Captain Kirk.

Lahora, raise the transporter room. Aye, sir.

Transporter room report.

Spock here.

You're almost ready.

Anubi is communicating with Ahn now.

One could describe them as being happy to feed.

We're ready now, sir.

Richard Brock.

Piece of my life.

Live long and prosper.

Seven years.

What a wait!

On!

Well done, Mr. Kyle.

You too.

Transport complete, Captain.

Very good, Spock. Now get back up here on the dole.

Affirmative.

Captain, I'm receiving a very weak signal from Monavi. It's audio only.

Let's hear it, Lieutenant.

Captain Kirk, if you'd be so kind as to move your ship to 127 Mark 3, I think

you'd be making care of it.

Mr. DeSalle, land a course.

That course will take us back to the edge of the disturbance, sir. Go,

He intruded right on our tail.

Mr. DeSalle, bring us about.

Check out fire phasers and photon torpedoes. Firing all phasers. Torpedoes

There's no effect, sir.

Jettison the log booth. Signal all hands to abandon.

Stand by, Aurora.

Bok, are the sensors back online?

Affirmative, sir.

I'm reading no sign of the intruder.

Aurora Bonavi. Can you track her torque?

Relaying coordinates to Helm now.

It's out.

Follow that ship.

What drive us down, sir?

Scotty, report.

Aye, the mains are down and it's time for certain. It'll take several hours to

repair, sir.

So that's it?

It's over?

It would appear so, Rand. At least for now.

Mr. Spock, anything from the sensors?

Negative, Captain. There's no sign of Onabi.

Or the intruder.

Looks like Onabi had one last trick up her sleeve.

Mr. Rand, have Scotty begin damage control.

Keep on him.

Don't let him fool you with those facts for a four -time estimate.

Aye, sir.

You have the bridge.

Lieutenant Uhura, encode to Starfleet Command my path to each log entries.

Mr. Spock, you're with me.

Aye, sir.

The terrorist groups report to Mr.

Spock in engineering immediately.

All hands, stand down from red alert.

Captain's personal log, stardate 6014 .3.

We continue to clean up our battle damage and repairs to the warp drive are

nearly complete.

The ship and crew have performed well during this rather unique mission.

What's that you're playing, Spock?

It sounds familiar.

A hymn, Doctor, from old Earth.

The Captain recently introduced me to it.

I find the tune most comforting.

What do you remember? Anything specific?

Image is mostly bones. There's just nothing concrete.

If it was indeed a glimpse at our future, perhaps we should re -examine

our methods.

One possible glimpse, Spock.

Onabi said the future is not yet written.

Maybe what we saw was just one possible outcome.

Perhaps, as Behem says, it's his grace that's brought us safe thus far,

That's it, Spock.

You got it. Well, there's hope for him yet.

Of course. On the other hand, by changing... What was it, Spock?

Our methods?

That could be what causes what you saw to come true.

The doctor makes an almost logical deduction.

It would appear the timeline has been altered already.

Was that a joke, Spock?

It seemed like a joke.

I'm still puzzled as to the nature of the intruder. If not a holographic

image... They could be a major threat to the Federation.

Well, maybe what we saw with the vision of a future invader. God, I hope not.

But I wouldn't mind running into Unabi again.

Gentlemen, that is for the future to decide.

A future, I hope, with many possibilities.

Captain Kirk, Admiral Leslie is calling on subspace. He insists on speaking with

you. Put him through, Lieutenant.

Captain?

Admiral, I was just about to send you my report.

Fine, Kirk. In the meantime...

Let me tell you about your next assignment.

We're all ears, sir.

You will proceed to the following coordinates.

And rendezvous with two robot cargo ships carrying a shipment of grain

to Sherman's planet.

Admiral, may I just say on our behalf that... Oh, no, Kurt.

Oh, no.

Wait.

There's more.