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[dramatic music]

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[sweeping music]

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[epic music]

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[sinister music]

- I scanned the entire ship. - [grunts]

- No sign of the Proto-Core onboard.

- I'll never get to Starfleet without it.

[growls]

Where is it?

- I never wanted it to come to this.

You got your ship.

Leave them alone.

- Perhaps you've forgotten.

That heirloom was a gift.

From me.

- [gasps] [yells]

Why are you doing this?

- What did you think would happen?

You'd distract me?

Beam your friends aboard? - [groans]

- Raise power to the shields

and reset all security protocols.

- Shields are locked.

- Shall I ready the brig?

- Watch over my Progeny to ensure

she does nothing to further inhibit my mission.

- Acknowledged, Captain.

- Reactivate the Watchers and set a course

to return to Tars Lamora at once.

We have a star to catch.

[tense music]

- We'll cover more ground if we split up.

[miners grunting]

[growling]

The atmospheric shields will only hold for so long.

Get to the Rev-12 before this whole place goes!

- I understand you!

- And I understand you.

- How?

- It's a short wave translator.

Now, if you would kindly make your way to the--

- My name is Grjordslat!

- I'm Trodo.

After so many years, it's nice to finally talk!

[whimsical music]

I've been holding in these thoughts and feelings

for so long, Grjordslat--

- Sorry to interrupt this beautiful moment,

but you have to go!

Now!

Go, get to the ship!

- Jankom, Murf found the engine room.

- Oh, well done.

[Watcher beeps]

[tense music]

- [grunts]

- Nice going, Rok.

Huh? The Watchers are back on?

- Hurry! Get in!

- [beeping]

- [yells]

- If the Watchers are back on, that means--

- We gotta fix this engine and get outta here.

[banging] [yelps]

- Whoa.

Oh boy, they really toasted the place.

Keep that hatch shut while Jankom works his magic.

- You know, I can do more stuff

than hold a door.

- Uh...uh-oh.

- Didn't know you could fix an engine by staring at it.

- The--the blast emptied the entire energy core.

So let Jankom figure it out.

Uh, unless you've got a better idea.

- What if you interplex the plasma conduits,

adjust for input variances in the dilithium matrix,

and siphon off the energy of the Proto-Core

to jump-start it? - Uhh...

New plan!

Jankom holds the door, and you do all of that.

- Stay close, Murf.

We're gonna need some of that juice.

- [trilling]

[coos]

- [meow]

- It's okay, little one.

I won't hurt you.

It's time we leave this place.

[laser whirring]

- Zero, watch out!

- Ohh--

- Zero!

Are you okay?

- I'll manage.

Never had much control of them anyway.

- We'll never get everyone onto the ship

with our shortwave communicators.

[sighs] There has to be a faster way.

[rapid chirping]

- The manacles.

- How's that power coming?

- [strained] Almost there.

- Well, they're almost here!

[yells]

Rok, watch out!

- Huh?

- Aaaah!

- Let's...hope...this works.

[power-up thrumming]

- Oh!

- I got it, I got it!

- Way to go, Rok!

- [cooing]

- It's nice to see you can do more than just

percussive maintenance.

- [chuckles] Yeah.

- They did it.

They did it!

They've done it!

[exhales]

We can all breathe easier now.

Except me, of course.

A benefit of being non-corporeal.

- If you can't use your hands, could you at least keep quiet?

I can't concentrate.

Just...need...

a moment.

[quiet engine hum]

- We're all out of moments.

- [gasps]

- They're back.

- Huh?

- Give me the Proto-Core.

Now. - Go, Murf!

Get it outta here!

- Look over here, you big dum-dum!

- Oof!

- Huh?

- He's in here!

- Yeah, we now have a voice.

Good for us.

Bad for you.

- [hisses]

[miners yelling]

- The mission will not be stopped.

Our Divider will prevail.

[schwing]

[cheers and applause]

[uplifting music]

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- [panting]

How did you get them all here?

- It took a little jury-rigging,

but Zero helped me turn their ankle monitors

into universal translators.

- I just lowered my head and ka-bam!

Did you see that?

- We both did. [laughter]

[high-pitched bellowing]

[squeaks]

- Murf, what's wrong?

- Mmm...

- They got the Proto-Core!

- Drednok must have transmitted the coordinates

before he was destroyed.

- If the Diviner has the Proto-Core...

- Gwyn.

[tense music]

- Protostar Drive online

in ten minutes.

- "There is no barrier we cannot overcome."

[dramatic music]

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- We're coming, Gwyn.

[epic music]

[sinister music]

- You're disabling the shield?

Why didn't you warn me?

- Because I only answer to Starfleet.

[heroic music]

- I had upgraded her programming

to prevent any of your overrides.

- [growls]

- Like she said.

Upgrades. Gwyn, the shields?

- I can't get through all the security lock-outs--

- You can. Keep trying.

- [grunts]

- Security protocol S-29 disabled.

- [grunts]

[panting]

[gasping]

- I'm almost through.

- [strained] Please...

Progeny.

Everything I've done will be for nothing.

- Lower the shields.

- Don't.

Our mission.

We can still save our people!

- Save?

Our homeworld was destroyed.

No. No.

You said we were the last of the Vau N'Akat.

- You wanted to know the truth?

This is it.

Solum is here.

Now.

But it--it won't be for long.

I was sent back in time to save it.

- Solum is here?

I--I can see it?

- [strained] "There is no barrier we cannot overcome."

[coughs]

Please.

Please, Gwyndala.

You will doom our people.

- Gwyn, what are you waiting for?

- Computer, freeze hologram Janeway.

[high-pitched ringing]

- [wheezing]

- Tell me the truth. All of it.

- Even better.

I can show you.

[bassy rumbling]

- Why aren't we on that ship already?

- We can't beam over until the shield's down.

- Gwyn should've done that already.

Something's wrong, we need to help.

- Can't help so long as those shields are up.

Unless you wanna blast our shields to smithereens.

- We are not firing on our own ship.

- Actually, if we aimed this ship's weapons

at the shield emitters...

- That could lower the shields long enough to beam aboard.

- I cannot believe I'm saying this.

Target the "Protostar."

[dramatic music]

[shields humming]

- Activate program Solum-1.

[beep]

[whirring]

- Simulation upload complete.

- [gasps]

[wind rustling through vegetation]

Solum.

- As it exists today.

The Vau N'Akat are flourishing.

Confident in our supremacy,

believing it is just us in the universe.

We can save it.

- What happens?

- Computer, show Solum

50 years after the First Contact.

- Starfleet did this?

But they stand for hope and peace.

They'd never-- - Starfleet

lit the fire and left us to burn.

After their mere arrival, civil war splintered our people

between those aligned with the Federation

and those who would die to preserve our way of life.

But history can be rewritten.

- [gasps]

- We can stop First Contact.

- How? - By arming a weapon

already onboard the "Protostar."

We can wipe out all of Starfleet from existence.

- What did you put on this ship?

- I'm reading energy fluctuations.

The Proto-Drive is ready to engage.

- If they Proto-Warp now,

we'll lose them forever!

- Pog will keep blasting, but right now

can only lower shields long enough to beam us over

one at a time!

- [panting]

- What's your plan?

- I'll tell you when I got one.

[quiet music]

- Tell me.

What did you put on the ship?

- Just as the Federation ignited our civil war,

when the "Protostar" comes into contact

with a Starfleet vessel,

our weapon will release a signal

that will corrupt their systems,

turning their ships against each other

until the entire alliance is reduced to nothing!

- Our ship will destroy Starfleet?

- This ship is part of our destiny.

Starfleet will welcome its return with open arms.

And it will tear itself apart from within!

- [gasps]

- In time, you will understand.

Once Starfleet falls to ruin,

we can return to Solum

where we belong. - [gasps]

Our dreams of going to Starfleet.

If we go, we...

We'll...

- Destroy them, yes.

- We can't go.

We can never go.

You can't trade one tragedy for another!

You need to talk to Starfleet, not destroy them!

- The Proto-Drive is online.

- The time for talk is over.

Computer, open archway.

[electronic hum]

- Step away, old man.

She's with me.

- [growls]

- Okay.

I was really hoping that would go a different way.

- You would help the inferior before your own people?

- [groans]

- He alone is no match

against the Vau N'Akat.

- Who said he was alone?

I will not let you hurt my friends.

- Zero.

- You used me to hurt others.

It's time I show you who I truly am

so you cannot hurt anyone else!

- [gasps]

- C'mon.

- Look at me!

Don't look or you'll go mad.

- [gasping]

[screaming]

- Look at me.

No, no, no!

Zero!

Shut it down!

- [pained wheezing]

[groans]

[somber music]

- Look at me!

Look at me!

- [weakly] We can't go.

We can't go, we can't go.

- Gwyn?

Gwyn, look at me! - We can't go.

- Look at me.

- We can't go.

- I--I didn't mean to. Not Gwyn.

- We can't go.

- We can't go. We can't go.

We can't go, we can't go.

We can't go. - [sobbing]

- We can't go. - [continues sobbing]

- We can't. We can't go.

- Training Log. Stardate 61103.1.

Though victory came at a price,

the crew of the U.S.S. "Protostar"

proved exemplary in securing transport

for a large many who could not help themselves,

transforming a symbol of captivity

into a vehicle for liberation.

While learning to fly, a ship has its inherent struggles.

After what I've seen from my own crew,

I have faith they'll figure it out.

As for the Diviner,

he is now the sole Unwanted.

Banished to live the rest of his life

in the ruins of his own making,

his reign of terror foreseeably over.

But was the price too steep?

Since the incident, Zero hasn't left Gwyn's side.

Had she seen more than a reflection,

Gwyn could've been lost forever.

Thankfully, the only thing lost

were her memories of the event.

[soft music]

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These voyages have left an indelible mark on this crew,

new worlds, sought new life and new civilizations...

all to gain a little understanding

of our greater galaxy,

the potential of our greater selves.

And they've learned they will always be stronger together.

[heroic music]

- [cooing] - Gwyn!

- The Diviner referred to Gwyn as his "progeny."

An offspring.

But that word says nothing about who she is,

nor what she's capable of.

- In fact, you could look at any of these kids--

I mean, crew--

and dismiss them at first glance.

[beeping]

- Where to, Captain?

- It's time we return their ship.

Set a course for Starfleet.

Is everything okay?

- Everything's fine, Captain.

Let's go to Starfleet.

- Each of them has exceptional qualities

that they've only just begun to discover.

Each of them...

a Prodigy in the making.

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[electronic whirring]

[beeping]

- I am detecting a Proto-Warp signature again.

That makes three times now, Admiral.

- Two times is a coincidence,

three is a pattern.

Finally, it's back on the grid.

It's time we rescue our missing ship and get some answers.

Take us to the last "Protostar" signature, maximum warp.

I'm coming, Chakotay.

[epic music]

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