Star Trek TNG - 086 Maximum Warp 1 by Dave Galanter

Author:Dave Galanter [Dave Galanter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780671047498
Published: 2014-03-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

U.S.S. Voyager, NCC-74G5E Unexplored sector Delta Quadrant

"Tactical." Captain Kathryn Janeway absorbed the display in an instant and then pivoted toward her command chair. "Warp, evasive! Tom, get us out of here. Or at least keep us out of their weapons range."

"Trying, Captain." Tom Paris pounded at the navigation console and Voyager's engines whined as she accelerated into warp. The Borg cube pursued.

"Mr. Kim, any particular explanation as to how the Borg managed to sneak up on us?" Janeway asked.

Ensign Harry Kim shook his dark head. "No, ma'am. Scanners are still fluctuating. Diagnostics show no malfunctions. I just can't seem to scan certain areas of space."

Why? Janeway wondered, but would have to ask herself that later.

"Get Seven up here. Maybe she has some insights."

Chakotay nodded and thumbed the intercom in the arm of his chair. "Seven of Nine, report to the bridge."

"Captain," Harry called, "they're hailing us, but the subspace frequency is breaking up."

Janeway shook her head. How could that be? "At this range?"

Double-checking his findings, Harry nodded once. "Yes, ma'am."

"Let's hear it."

The young ensign tapped at his console.

"We are th... Borg. You will be assim... Your bio log nilogical distinctiveness will be... to our own. Resistance is futile."

Seven strode from the turbolift and marched straight to Janeway. "Something is wrong. I am unable to sense the collective."

"That's a good thing, I'd think," Paris said.

"Good or not," Seven said, with some amount of fear in her tone, "I should be able to. I cannot."

"Then it's not our problem receiving them... it's their ability to send?" Chakotay asked.

"I do not know," Seven replied, and Janeway sensed that was what frightened the former drone the most.

"Captain, the cube is accelerating toward us," Tuvok reported.

"Tom, Z plus seven light days, warp nine on my mark."

Paris steadied himself and readied the ship at his fingertips.

Motioning for Seven to take a seat, Janeway lowered herself into her own chair. "Now!"

Voyager groaned as she twisted against physics, leaping up quickly as the Borg cube vessel hurtled past. Janeway heard Torres over the comm, complaining about a plasma leak or inertia! dampers, or both.

"Forward course now, Mr. Paris. Warp two," Janeway called, and with that order the bridge crew, and Voyager herself, seemed to sigh.

"Tactical on the Borg?"

"They are..." Tuvok paused, and that alone made

Janeway twist toward him. Anything that would stagger the Vulcan's comments ... "They are," he continued, "dead in space."

The bridge fell silent, and all eyes turned toward Seven, including Janeway's.

Seven looked stunned. But then again, so did Harry, and had she not been a more experienced captain, perhaps so might have Janeway.

"Mr. Paris," Janeway said.

"Captain?"

"Take us within scanning range of the cube. I want to know what happened to it."

Paris pulled in a deep breath and let out a sigh. "Aye, Captain."

Janeway checked and rechecked Ensign Kim's station scanners for the third time. That wasn't making their situation better.

"Captain, holographic emitters don't seem to be working. The doctor has transferred himself to the mobile emitter. That's working for now."

Janeway nodded and walked over to Tuvok's station.

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