Valley's Deep Mountains High

It started all out on a mostly harmless morning on Kedanya. R'mor stared our of the window, watching the Reunion, who was
undergoing maintainance (not that she needed it, but it was the Governor's philosophy that it is always best to keep Borg busy).
R'Mor could only agree to that. The last time they had forgotten to give RoToRa, 7 of 11 and the other few Borg useful work, they did create a club of cooking Borg, trying to get the rest of the ship's and station's crew to eat it. No, better to have them work while the ship was docked for a few days.
Kurn, who didn't like station duty, yawned and leaned back in his all to comfortable seat. "This is boring," he complained. "The same routine every day..."
"That's what you said on the ship, too, last time we went for a patrol flight," R'Mor answered, watching RoToRa walking on the Reunion's hull. It was highly interesting how good the Borg managed to balance himself.
"Yes, but sitting here on the station and watching the same old stars all the time... that is worse." Kurn put his legs on the communications console.
"It is?" R'Mor failed to understand. "They are the same old stars out there. So where is the difference?"
"Oh, forget it. You do not have one of your understanding days today, huh?"
At that moment, Spock entered ops. "Has anyone seen Ambassador Troi? The two of us were supposed to prepare a speech this afternoon."
Kurn threw a look at the Vulcan. Well, Spock didn't seem all to unhappy about the Betazoid not showing up. Understandable.
Mrs. Troi could certainly be stressy. "No, we didn't. she hardly comes to this place anyways, unlessshe is looking for the Governor."
Spock shrugged hi shoulders. "If you see her, tell her I am looking for her..." And then he was gone again.
R'Mor turned to the door as well. "Let me see if Chief O'Boring is done with the turbolift repairs... since that Klingon and Navid got stuck in it yesterday everyone is scared of using the lifts."
"Not everyone," smiled Kurn. "Only the visitors. But B'eyleyr has threatened to beat the lift up next time she gets stuck. I'd do the same..."
"Klingons..." muttered the Romulan and left the room.
Kurn was all alone now. Well, he didn't mind. Singing a few Klingon rock songs was something he could only do on duty when no one else was around.
Due to the nature of his voice, he didn't hear the comm alert... and due his legs on the console it took him a few minutes before he saw it. Surprised and worried how to explain the lateness of his reply, he answered the call.
"Kurn? That you? Singing again, weren't you?" The face of Maelwys looked down from the main screen. Before the Klingon
could answer, he continued. "I will be back from my visit on earth very soon. And I bring some new ships along. well, first it is only one, the ap Baeddan, a Moren Mynawg Class ship. The Commodore knows we get a reinforcement, but he doesn't know about the ship's stats yet. I will send the technical details, and I am sure he will be glad if you inform him right away. Maelwys out."
Without having had the chance to say a word, Kurn watched the screen go black again. On a smaller screen a bunch of data popped up, and Kurn read the details of the new ship with growing confusion. and there the humans complained about Klingon names...
Grabbing a PADD with the transfered data, he run out of the room, more and more taken away by the fact that they would
have a second ship here soon... just then he got the meaning of what Maelwys had told him. Commodore? What Commodore?
There was only the Governor, who was also Captain of the Reunion, but no Commodore....
Reading the whole thing again, he realized he hadn't read the starting mesage of Starfleet. "Due to the promotion of Wesley Crusher to Commodore... blah blah blah...." and it was obvious that the Capt... Commodore had known. Why not telling anyone?
Walking even faster, he turned a corner and watched the Governor staring into a turbolift shaft with O'Boring, who obviously couldn't solve the problem. "Captain," he shouted, then remembering that this rank was obsolete. "I mean, Commodore.
Maelwys will be back with a ship called Bad.. Bud.. Bedman or so." Upset as he was, Kurn didn't find the name on the PADD. "It is a More Mynog Class or something..."
"Let me see," Crusher reached out for the PADD. In that moment, O'Boring made a step backwards, causing the Klingon to perform an evasive manouver not to collide with the Chief. He collided with Crusher instead,, who lost balance due to his surprise and fell down the turbolift shaft with a loud "AAARRRGGGHHH!!!"
"He went AAARRRGGGHHH!!!," O'Boring stated the obvious. "You know what that means, Sir?"
Yes, Kurn new exactly what that meant. Normally, such a "comment" from their Governor meant either the beginning or the end of an adventure, mostly of an unpleasant kind. And since the last adventure ended a while ago...
"I am going down to give him that report," Kurn sighed. "Good he is a Traveler, so I do not have to call Doctor Lenea... or worse, Doctor I-am-the-best Bashir."
O'Boring watched him leave, somehow happy that he was only a station engineer and not much involved with most of the adventures that happened to come around....

"Cap.., I mean Commodore," said one of the few people in Ops, "there's an unusual looking ship coming in towards the station, it appears to be a Federation signature, but it's like nothing I've ever seen!"
"Yes, I know, allow to to dock at port #3, and have the normal Reunion Crew, except for the Borg, report there when it's secured" Said Cap... Err.. Commodore Crusher "Aye"

Five minutes later, Maelwys disembarked from the ship, and Was immediatly greeted by the entire Crew

"So, What can you ell us about this Apa Baddy, or what ever it's called?" jeffpicard asked, unable to keep his eyes of Ezri.

"Aside from the fact that it has a holodeck, and all the holocrewmembers are already aboard, not much, and it's ap Baeddan"
Maelyws replied, "Wes'll be able to tell you more when he arrives"

Just then the newly Prometed Crusher entered the room, "I have something very important, and very shocking to tell you all..."

Everyone was scilent as they waited for the Capt... Commodore to finish his sentence.
"Well?" asked Kurn.
"What's so important?" asked Daramere?
"I was just adding a little suspence..." said the Commondore.

5 Minutes passed

"What's so important about the ship???" asked Kurn.
"Suspence is one thing, but this is ridiculess. What's so important about this ship..... the bed ridden or whatever."
"ap Baeddan" said Maelwys.

*Another 15 Minutes passed*

*sigh*, said the Geezer.
"For God's sake, just tell us. We're curious creatures!" said R'Mor.
Kurn was so bored he couldn't talk. He just wanted to find out what was so special about the ship.

*20 minutes later*

After everyone had voiced their wonder, the Commondore was ready. "I have something very important, and very shocking to tell you all..."

There were gasps of amazement from the gathered crew. And a thump from the back as somebody fainted in shock.

"Yes, I'm afraid it's true. Our good Commander Maelwys is a Captain now, and has his own ship."

Even more people recoiled in terror at this news. "His own ship? The universe is in trouble now!" was heard from somewhere in the crowd.

The Capt... er.. Commodore continued, "the U.S.S. ap Baeddan, KSS-69042, under the command of Cptn Maelwys is going
to be our patrol ship, while the Reunion will cover longer range missions, because it has a cloaking device. The ap Baeddan is equipped with a multi-phase shield and photon torpedoes, plus a standard phaser array. No, for the other shocking news...

...we just received word from Starfleet command. A battleforce is going to pass through here soon, on it's way to Earth. That's why we need this extra ship for defences."

"Who's fleet?" asked that same voice in the crowd.
"It's the Borg"

And everyone gasped
"So that's why all the Borg crew people are out working on the Reunion?" Ezri queried.
"Yes, Ezri, You are as brilliant as you are beautiful" the infatuated jeffpicard replied.
Maelwys continued "Now, I'll need some of you and your expertice to come over to the ap Baeddan, who want's to volunteer?"
Quickly, all hands but jeffpicard's were raised, then when he saw Ezri raise her's, he quickly followed.

"Great, I thought we might have such a response, the reunion will be in good hands still, so let's go." and with that Maelwys boarded the ap Baeddan, and was followed by everyone else.

...including a certain Commodore who tapped Captain Maelwys on the shoulder...

"Uhm, my good Captain, it's sure nice that everyone wants to serve with you, but I'll need a few senior staff on the Reunion as well. As you have no scientific mission, I guess you'd better leave R'Mor with me - concerning the rest of the departments, I'll give you the pick whether you'll want the current department head or his second."

"I expect your crew manifest within twelve hours. Make it a good one - and make sure they can work together.

Exactly 11 hours and 55 minutes later, Maelwys entered the Commodore's Ready Room. "Well Sir, after quite a lot of thought, I think I've managed to come up with something that you'll find satisfactory. Because we will be going out for short patrols and during battle only, I'm taking a minimal crew. Just enough people to fire the weapons and keep the ship moving. We'll rotate crew somewhat, but here are the people that I want on my core staff."
Maelwys hands the PADD to Commodore Crusher, who reads it.

Maelwys - Captain
Daramere - Security/Tactical
Kurn - Navigation
Dr. Bob - Chief Medical Officer
Jenice Manheim - Medical Assistant
Dyluk - Chief Science Officer
Vorrin Nal - Chief Engineering Officer
Neral - Engineering Staff
Hugh - Engineering Staff
7 of 11 - Engineering Staff
Riker T. - Emergency Holographic Engineer
Sirna Kolrami - Civil Strategic Advisor
The Collective - Borg Counter-Intelligence

Maelwys speaks up again. "Sir, as you can see the only non-essential personnel I took were Sirna and The Collective, because I think both of them will be valuable sources of information in a battle against the Borg."

Commodore Crusher looked up at him. "Approved, Captain. Have these crew members transfer to the ab Baeddan and as
soon as the Engineering crew are done their modifications to the Reunion you may go out on your first patrol. Report in again when you return. Dismissed."

"Aye sir" Maelwys nods and exits to start working on the manifest.

The Cap..eh, Commodore starts to go out the door to take care of some business as a being shimmers into view..a Jem'Hadar.

"Who are you?" the cap..eh commodore asks.

"I am Omet'iklan..I am hunting a criminal of the Dominion who I believe is aboard your station dear capt...ah, I see you've been promoted to commodore."

"Yes, I have. Who is this criminal of which you speak?"

"He is a renegade changeling, he escaped recently and wa stracked to your ship out the, the romulan one. Which in turn was
tracked here, as far as we can tell, he still is here. We want him back. Imediatly."

The commodore thinks and says "Yes, a changeling has been here recently, from thge mirror universe named..."

Omet'iklan interrupts mid-sentence "Calhoun"

"Yes, that's him, a quite srange bloke, sort of schzophrenic I think"

"Aye, that is him"

It is the commodores turn to interrupt "But if he from the mirror universe.."

Omet'iklan is again one step ahead of him "Why are we, the Dominion, from this universe tracking him?"

The commodore nods "He was originally from this side, and went through the Meit'tunod, what you call the Gaurdian of Forever. Due to experimentation with mixing it's technology with Iconian gateway technology and Dominion technology it transported him to a diffrent dimension. It resulted in the death of all the jem'hadar with him as they thought he was dead."

"I see, please, go on"

"After we found out what happened he was deemed a criminal for deserting The Dominion. Without the Link he began to go mad, that and the fact that he wasn't too compatible with that universe..which is way he is stark raving bonkers."

"And if I refuse to give him to you?"

"Well, you can't this is Dominion jurisdiction." His communicator beeps and he looks at it, Commodore Crusher can hear Dominion'ese being spoken but he cannot understand it.

Omet'iklan closes the communicator after shouting something to the other person on the screen. A Vorta as Commodre
Crusher found out.

"The deed has been done, he was found and killed by another Jem'hadar. By the way commodore, that shouting you heard
from me...was my resignation from The Dominion, and I respectfully ask to be added to your crew."

He stands at full attention, giving to Crusher what looks to be a request that was made well before they started talking..

The commodore looks it over "Looks alright..but what about the issue of White?"

"I, like Goran'Agar, no longer need it, due to some unknown reason..Also, I understand that you will most likly keep me out of secure areas and keep an eye on me until I have fully integrated into the crew. I'd expect no less, and if roles were reversed, the same would probably happen to you, if you survived the Jem'Hadar asault while you were asking permission."

The Commodore nods "Ok then, it is official, welcome to the crew First Omet'iklan."

As the Collective now part of the Mal's crew begain to take his post he decided to go down to the long range sensors and long rang message area. He then proceded to send a messige to the borg (he is the collective you no he IS the borg). He explained all the tecnical readouts of this new ship and the Reunion. This will greatly improve the borgs chances of winning (from 99.9 percent to 100 percent) What are you doing? asked Daramer. "We are the borg you will be assimalated resistance is futile.
"You say that every time we ask you that now what are you doing"said Daramer. We meen it this time. YOu will be assimalated. Daramere then noticed on the computer what he had done had sent a messige to the borg. "well looks like we got an old Benidict Arnold on our hands dont we.

After Maelwys had finished re-assigning his crew to the bad Miton - Er, ab Baeddan... He had them report to the docking bay right away.
"Crew..." beggan Maelwys... "As you know, the Borg have been spotted nea" - Kurn cut him off. "Yeah, Yeah, we know all that. Now when I do get my hands on that Moren Mynawg class navigation Console? I was looking over the schematics, and I have a few improvments to mak" - Kurn was interupted by Daramere "I noticed some things that could use improvement in the photon Torpedos, too. They matter/antimatter ratio could be moved down .001% to created a larger explosion, I'd like to get started on th" - Daramere was interupted by Dr. Bob, "There's No Alcahol on this ship! Only Synthi" - Maelwys Shouted over the roaring Voices "We're going to be leaving in 12 hours. You have 8 hours to do whatever you want, then we're goign to have a Bridge Crew Meeting."
Everyone went there Seperate Ways. Bob went to go find his emergency supply of Booze. Sirna went with Bob to make sure they had enough beer. Kurn wanted to Make sure he had the best quarters, so he went and checked out al the rooms on the ab Baeddan. 7 and Vorrin went to install the Emergency Holo-Engeneer Program. Daramere went to get more Antimatter for the Photon Torpedos. Jenice and Neral Decided you could never have too much Scotch, and went to go help Bob and Sirna.
Hugh and Dyluk went and packed everyone's stuff and moved it to the ab Baeddan, because for some reason (maybe because this writer forgot to include it earlier and is too lazy to scroll up) no one else did it. Soon, the 8 hours were up and the Department Heads were all on the ab Baeddan to discuss their mission.

"We might need to fight the Borg on this one. That's why I've asked the Collective and Sirna to join us. You never know what's going to come in handy."
"I'm a who." said Sirna. "He's a what."
"Whatever." said Kurn
"ANYway..." Continued Maelwys, "We're not hoping to tfight the Borg. We'll rendezvous with the Reunion and hopefully a whole Armada of ships for that. But, we never know what's goign to happen. Be Prepaired. You've all had a chance to look over your stations?"
"Yeah..." started Daramere. "I've spent Months getting used to Romulan, it's good to get my hands on a normal configuration again."
"Compaired to us, the Reunion moves like a Turtle. We've got a Max speed of 9.985.... Reunion's only 9.75... We're twice as
menuverable, and I had a chance to program some of my own manuvers in... No more bumpy rides like on the Reunion."
"Long range scanners scan a lightyear farther than the Reunions." Said Dyluk. "Sure, they're incorperating that extra Lightyear into theirs as we speak... but just think of the possibilities..."
"She's Chock full of Alcohol" said Bob. "Just the way I like it."
"The Holodecks Are working fine, but I think we might've damaged the RikerT program as we were insalling it," said Vorrin "It keeps Bouncing." the Captain Looked at Kurn.
Kurn said, "Well, I thought he'd be happier if he Bounced. I'll remove that subruitine right away."
"Good." said Maelwys.

They all exitted the meeting, and soon, it was time to leave. The Captain had unpacked his things, and was returning to the bridge. At the Same Time, Hugh had been running matenance on the Turbolift and has to take it offline for a second...

"OOOUUUCCCHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
A short silence...
"What happened?"
"Where is he?"
"He fell down!"
"Fell down?"
"Who?"
"The Captain!"
"Fell down where?"
"The turbolift..."
The Bridge crew of the USS ab Baeddan gathered in front of the turbolift door to see it for themselves. They all knew that Hugh had run the Turbolift Diagnostic, and that somethign liek this was bound to happen. "Captain?" The Medical Assistant's voice was more amused than really worried, Captain Maelwys had been in worse situaitons without hurting himself. "Are you all right?"
"Hugh!" The loud voice from down there showed that he was. After all, the lift was stuck directly under the bridge. So Captain Crusher only fell about 3 meters. He really had been in worse situations... "Captain?" Hugh appeared in the still open door, looking down. "Are you..."
"Yes, yes... I am alright." The Captain was already climbing up, almost as amused as his counselor.
"Didn't you tell me that the Lift Diagnostic could Wait?" "I said it could, but I decided I might as well do it now..." The former Borg looked at the Captain, certainly asking himself why "normal" humans were so impercise most of the time.
"Oh, well, fine..." Maelwys stared down and shook his head. "See to it, Hugh. It's all wroking fine now, I trust." "Correct." said Hugh.
Sorry, I couldn't resist

As everyone is doing something The sensors announce that a ship is decloaking.
"It's a Romulan ship similar in standard Romulan D'Deridex config. But it's a little more advanced, plus some extra armor and weapons inbetween the hulls. ANd a little grafiti on the side saying 'Burpo the Clown was here'." Kurn announced.
"Sela's Son for sure" Said a random crew member.
A few crewman chuckled. When the Communacations station beeped.
"They're Hailing." Kurn announced to the captain who had just walked into the bridge.
"On Screen."
The screen BLinked on, and Sela's Son appeared.
"Hello, don't mind if I join the engagement do you? Along with the rest of my Sqaudren of similer ships?"

"Right now we're just scouting, but if this turns into a fight we'll need all the help we can get"
Captain Maelwys told Sela's Son "Alright, You'll know where to find us when you need us then" Sela's son closed the channel"Yeah, I just hope we don't get them all killed" Maelwys said after communications were shut.

...Back on the Station...
"Cap..., I mean Commodore, The Dominion War has been taking up most of their resources,
but the Klingon Empire has been able to send 1 small squadron of K'Vorts, I'm currently co-ordinating some of those crew members with our normal security forces", jeffpicard told Wes "Good, and how long will it take for everyone to quit calling me Captain before they say Commodore?" Crusher replied "Well, when I got there it only took an few hours, but I doubt that my solution would work here" jeffpicard told him "Oh?"
"Yes, I killed those dishonorable ones who got it wrong more than once"
"Oh, Starfleet wouldn't like that" Cursher Said "Good thing, or I'd be one 'Cap' away from Death now"
"Oh, I could make an exception for Ambassadors who make it their own policy"
"Then I'll avoid using it again"

...back on the ap Baeddan...
"Captain, there's a very large ship on forward sensors..." Daramere began

"Borg?" asked the Captain.
"Looks like it."
"Set an intercept course, Kurn."
"It's already set one tward us." said Kurn.
"Sheilds up." said the Captain.
"5 seconds until intersept... 4... 3... 2... 1..." Kurn Counted Down.
"Captain, they're hailing us."
"Onscreen."

Everyone gasped as they saw what apeared on the screen...

How can you do this to us said the captin.

"We are the borg lower your shields and prepare to be borded. You will be assimalated"

"I knew we never should have brought The Collective on this trip" said Daramere.
I told you i saw him tampering with the communications and that I have not seen him in a while.
"Well next time make sure I pay attention," said the captain.

"We no all of your tecnologies and how you plan to defite us. You are imperfect beings. We are Borg you will be assimalated"

Meanwhile a lone Romulan Shuttle Decloaks Exits warp and begains hurtiling towards the cubee surprisignly it was using a Phasing device, which though failing stopped the Borg from shooting at it "fell" towards the Cube.
"Anylife signs on the shuttle?" Maelways inquired.
"No. According to the Fluctuating of the phasing device it will dephase somewhere in or near the cube, plus there's a ton of Explosives on the ship, along with 1 Toilet..."
"One Of Sela's Son's Ideas HE probally doesn't want the borg to know of his assitance yet he's telling us by doing one of his wierd things."
Just as the Captain finishes his sentence the shuttle dephases right before it hits the cube causing it a momentary distraction while it regenerates

***The Cube***
"Dammit Lister! Cant you get anything right you git?" Rimmer yelled.
"Shut up smeghead" Lister replied.
"Whats going on?" Cat asked.
"Well its quite simple. The Red Dwarf has been shifted into a large cube and is emmiting a odd message. It says 'We are Borg, resistance is futile. You will be assimilated' What it means I dont know." Kryten said.
"Borg?" Kochanski asked.
"Sounds like a bunch of smegs to me!" Rimmer said.
"Sir's, and Ma'am, Im picking up a large amount of cyborg personnel onboard." Kryten reported.
The Cat began to sniff around, "Mmm. Meat!"
"Lets take em!" Rimmer said.

***On The 'Kipper' (multi-diminsional phasing shuttle)***
"Dammit Rimmer, your such a smeghead!" Ace Rimmer, the Dashing Multi-Diminsional Hero, piloeted the Kipper closer to the fake-cube. "He just had to play with the phasing device I left behind."

Suddenly, the walls began to waver and give way to darkness. Confused, Cdre. Crusher looked around and tried to figure out where he was. Then he felt the soft touch of bed sheets and heard the comforting purr of Kyp, his cat, and remembered that he was in his quarters.
Truly, this had been a strange dream about that wannabe superhero that was found hiding away in the shuttlebay on the last trip... However, being a Traveler, Crusher had learned to trust his dreams and take the hints...
Trying to make any sense of the quickly fading memories he had from the confusing dream, he finally decided on what to do.

After spending seven minutes on the near-impossible task of getting out of bed without disturbing the peacefully napping cat,
Crusher made it to an intercom console and called Talon Karrde.
"Talon, I want you to give Mr. Rimmer basic training and assign him to one of your shipboard security squads. He might prove useful in our next mission - as a hero, he won't run away when facing the Borg"
"Aye, Sir, I'll see what I can do... I just hope he'll remember which end of a phaser points forward..."

Next, Crusher dispatched a priority message to the U.S.S. ap Baeddan:
"Crusher to Maelwys, the Borg ships might not be what they seem to be. Don't ask, just one of my hunches."

He looked at his watch, saw that it was only 45 minutes to his usual awakening time and decided it was not worth going back to bed. He dressed, got himself a breakfast and went to the Ready Room. Halfway there, he received a priority message:

"Captain Maelwys to Kedanya, priority one message. We request immediate assistance, repeat, immediate assistance.
Commodore, you were right."

"How exactly?"
"Well, they don't exactly appear to be OUR Borg, and as best I can tell, they aren't the Borg from the Mirror universe"
"That's good, we've dealt enough with them recently" Crusher answered, wondering if the current Mirror crisis on Kedanya had been solved.
"Yes, they are trying to assimilate the ship, but..."
"But What?"
"... well, they're not very good at it, they're learning though"
"So these are what? Rookie Borg from another Galaxy?"
"Sort of, you see, they aren't THE borg from the mirror universe, but they might be Rookie borg from another galaxy in the mirror universe, just having turned to cybernetics, I don't think they are quite like the Borg yet"
"So why do you need assistance?" said the Confused Commodore.
"Well, They may not be the 'Borg', but the real borg are on their way too, now, to investigate this other ship, and Commodore..."
"Yes Captain?" Wes raised his eyebrows.
"They're sending 3 cubes"
"Oh S.."

"...How far away are they?" asked Captain Crusher?
"3 hours away." answered Captain Maelwys.
"You have to destroy that mirror Cube and get the heck out of there."
"Aye Sir."
Maelwys contemplated only for a second what to do next.
"Daramere, fire everything we've got at the cube on my mark. Kurn, when needed, evasive menouvers At will.
The Collective, try and interphase with them, get them to lower their sheilds and stand down. Vorrin; Neral; Hugh; 7, all available power to Weopons and Sheilds, and as soon as we destroy them, I'm going to need to gun it to Maximum Warp
back tward Kedyana. Everyone know their Jobs?" Maelwys, relizing he'd made the speach without take a breath, Sat down and regained his strength. "Now, Dara!"
Daramere Fired everything he had at the cube, but apon impact of the first Quantum Torpedo, the Cube exploded.
"Uh.... Nice Work." said Maelwys.
"Course set back tward Kedyana.... We'll be there in 15 minutes." said Kurn.
"Good. That'll give us plenty of time to worry about the real borg."

***On Kedanya***
"All hands to battle stations! Repeat, all hands to battle station!" Crushers voice said over the intercom system.
People all over Kedanya ran to there stations. The battle with the Borg was coming. And the odds didnt look good.

***In Kedanyas Security Office***
"Everyone, remember the Borg are ruthless. They will stop at nothing. Keep your phasers on constant rotation. And be alert!"
Talon said.
"Talon."
Talon Karrde turned around to see Ace Rimmer standing there holding a phaser rifle. "Yes, Ace?"
"Well, as you said in the breifing, there are three cubes heading our way. And that translates into alot more Borg. So for that reason I was thinking that some of us should be using weapons that are a bit more powerfull than the phasers." Ace explained.
"Hmm... I guess your right. I was just afraid of damaging Kedanya. Break out the Photon Bazukas." Talon said.

"Yes, what is it?" Crusher looks at the ensign trying to remember who he is..and where he transferred from.

"I'd like to be assigned to a Security detail for when the Borg arrive..I may be of use, seeing as I was bred for battle.."

The commodore thinks about this and while he still has doubts about this Jem'Hadar, decides to give him a chance "Alright, report to Talon."

Omet'iklan nods "thannk you sir, you won't be sorry."

"I hope not, dismissed."

Omet'iklan stands at attention, salutes and he and Bourgbatt exit.

**Later in the Security office**
"Mr. Talon?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"I've orders form the commodore to get a security assignment from you....."

"Alright, I want you to take the first hour shift at guarding the Brig, we had to throw TC in there after his little phone call"
"I thought he helped destroy the other cube?" Omet'iklan wondered.
"Well, considering he didn't send any signal when Captain Maelwys ordered him to, I'd say they didn't have much shields to begin with. And After that call to the Real Borg,I don't know why Mael thought Coll would be much help"
"Ok, then when the battle begins, I'll have been relieved?"
"Yeah, by him" and Talon pointed to a guy in a very old-style red uniform.

..........................

"Commodore, is the Reunion ready yet?"
"Yes Mael, as soon as you get the ap Baeddan is re-loaded, we can go and make our first stand, who all is coming"
"Well, Starfleet can't spare anymore ships from the dominion effort, that Squadron of Klingon Birds will be here in 15 minutes, and there IS that handful of Sela's Son's Warbirds"
"So just us and some Klingons?"
"Most likely, unless you really think we need the Warbirds?"
"I hope not, but we can call them, just in case

15 minutes later
The Klingon ships arrived. because all assignments had been pre-planned, Half the Klingons aboard marchewd onto the station, and jeffpicard took command of one of the ships.
"valQIp to Reunion and ap Baeddan, We're ready when you are."
"Great jeff, Commodore Crusher to all ships,let's move out"

"We are the borg you will fail"
"Dont you ever shut up" said Omet'iklan
"We would be powerful if we worked together," said The Collective.
"You are the enemy said," Ometiklan.
"We are Borg. If you help us you will win along with us."
"What are you talking about Collective," said Ometiklan.
"You are Jem Hadar species 34543. You are part of the Dominion. You are in a war against the Federation. If you help we will destroy the federation together and you will rule this quadrant with us," said The Collective.
"Well you are right there Collective." said Omet'iklan. "But I cant let you out."
"You were bred to help the Founders. They are being killed and you stand around doing nothing."
"You're right ,"said Omet.

Just then The Collective herd the forcefield lower.

Far away, much elsewhere, nearing the Alpha Quadarent*

A single homing signal is sent out near Kedanya station.
Borg Cubes gather around, recognizing the signal. Invasion has begun.
The first wave is to send in. Fifteen Cubes depart from their hiding area.

*ON THE REUNION*

RoToRa suddenly jumps up, who has been sitting next to Kyle and Dr. Telek R'Mor and Kyle Riker, anxiously working on seconday back up systems and remodulating inducer coils. Kyle turns.
"Itchy pants?" RoToRa grabs him by the throat and vcousally throws him agianst the corrido wall. Dr. Telek R'Mor attempts to scramble for a weapon, but is hit acorss the head by his own work tool, a phase enducer, knocking him unconscience, scrambling his membranes. On the back of RoToRa's neck, a small beacom flashes, one which has not been seen before.

*IN THE JEFFERY TUBES*

Tomek, hunting down Voles on the Reunion (with little else to do) and hears clapping feet on the metal floor. He glances up. "Hello?" He says, cheerfully. He is greeted by the haunintg faces of Kyle Riker and Dr. Telek R'Mor, pale and implants stringing from their necks. RoToRa grabs Tomek's feet from below.

*ON THE AB BADDDAN*

Omet'taklin is guarding the brig when he hears a very odd buzzing coming from The Collective. The next tihng he feels is the shaking of the ship, being lunged forward. Maelway's voice is overheard. "Fifteen more Borg Cubes have entered the area!" Omet rushes up to only be pushed down by a haunting Collective, who has lowered the force field and is surronded by five more drones.

*On the Reunion Bridge*

"Commondore..." started Willy Tom, who was sitting at Ops..."I've lost controll of the Engineering deck... I'm seeing increesed subspace activity from that deck."
"The Borg?" asked the Commondore?
"I wouldn't bet against it." said Willy Tom.
"O.K., we haen't got any time to loose. Shut off all power to the decks above and bellow main engineering. We have to stop there movements before they take over too much of the ship. Hail the ab Baedden and Starfleet command and inform them of our dilemma. Computer, how many of the crew are on the Engineering
deck?"
"8 life signs on the Engineering deck"
"How many of them have a Borg signiture?" asked the Commondore?
"8." reasponded the Computer.
"geez.." said the Commondore.

*On the ab Baeddan*

"Captain," started Daramere, "We're reiciving a hail from the Reunion."
"And?" asked Maelwys
"The Borg are assimilating the ship from the inside."
"But aren't the cubes still 30 minutes away?" asked the Captain.
"37." said Kurn
"So somehow the borg got abord..." Maelwys Trailed off.
"It could've been RoToRa..." said Daramere.
"There's a though," said Maelwys. "Kurn, how much Longer until we reach there possition?"
"18." said Kurn
"That'll give us a 19 minute window to fix what's hapening." Said Maelwys.
"Joy, that long?" said Kurn

Computer who is in charge of the station? asked The Collective.

"The station is curently run by the ERSC"

The Collective has amounted a group of 6 drones after he and first Ometalkin had assimalated a couple of crewmen.

What is the ERSC

"Emergency Robotic Station Commander"

"What the hell is that"?
"The ERSC is used to command the station when no one else wants to"

"Lets move out men"

"Hay" get over here. said Talon Karde
You will be assimalat...
BOOM
A shell from a Photon Bazoka totaly vaperized alll the borg except First Ometiklen and The Collective.

Just then another 5 security offcers came around the coredor with photon bazokas

"Fire"

No efect

"Again"

"We are the borg you will all be assimalated." They had addapted.

"Fight them hand to hand" said Talon. "I dont think that would be a good idea said another.
"Lets run like hell"

"You will be assimalated"

They had run all the way to the bridge. "Ok men time to make a stand"

***On The Reunion***

"Sir messige comming in from the Station"said The Ninja Scot

"On Screen" said Crusher

"THis is the ERSC we are being over run by the Borg. The Collective and First Ome....

"Get him Back TNS"said Crusher.
"I cant sir they have cut off comunications.

***Back on the Station***

AAHHHH
NNNOOOO
The screams of security officers was being herd throughout the empty station.

All the security officers had been assimalated now making 14 borg in all. They entered the Bridge and all there was was the ERSC.
"We are the Borg. You Will Be Assimalate"

"Please state the nature of the commanding emergency"
"Who are you what do you want"

The Collective went over and shut it down.
HE then went over and sent a messige to the advancing borg ships.
"We have taken over the station"

**On the ab Baeddan**

"Captain, another message from the Reunion. The Station's apparantly been taken over by The Collective!" shouts Daramere.

"Damn, it seems like all of our borg are becoming active. I want Hugh and 7 of 11 in stasis fields until we can find a way to stop this. Kurn, are you sure this thing can't go any faster?"

Kurn looked up at the Captain. "Well sir, I s'pose... we might... but it's never been tested!"

"What? If there's any way that we can get back to the station or Reunion and help deal with this, we've gotta do it now!"

"Well sir, I've been reading up some more on this new ship of ours. It seems that they were playing with a new design for transwarp drive, and installed here to test it. Looks like you took the ship before they had a chance to remore it."

"Well then. Power it up. Set course for the Reunion, transwarp speed. Engage as soon as you're ready!"

And so the ab Baeddan created a Transwarp rift and 2 minutes later arrived at the Reunion.
**Meanwhile, on the valQIp**

"Ambassador, another message from the Reunion. The Station's apparantly been taken over by The Collective!" shouts Dulath.

"Damn, it seems like all of our borg are becoming active. Set course for the Reunion, we've got to help them with their problem so that we can all go back to the Station together," responded Ambassador jeffpicard. "Estimated time of arrival?"

"Well, considering they just dropped out of warp behind us, we'll be there in 2 minutes"
**Meanwhile, cloaked nearby**

"Captain, I'm detecting a message from the Reunion. The Station's apparantly been taken over by The Collective!" shouts Burpo Jr.

"Damn, it seems like all of their borg are becoming active. Set course for the Reunion we've got to help them with their problem so that we can all go back to the Station together," responded Captain Sela's Son. "Estimated time of arrival?"

"Engaging Wacky-Warp drive Sir, we'll be there in 2 minutes"
**Meanwhile, still some distance away**

"My Queen, We're detecting a message from the Reunion. The Station's apparantly been taken over by The Collective!"
shouts Secondary Adjunct.

"Damn, it seems ... wait... I mean... Excellent. Everything is going according to plan. Estimated time of arrival?"

"We're still 35.45 minutes away. But wait! We're detecting a Transwarp Conduit opening at the Reunion's location. We're opening our own conduit, and will be at that location in 2 minutes."

Lwaxana and Spock were on their way back from conference room 5, when they realized something was wrong.
A bunch of security guards came around the corner, almost crashing into them. "Run... run for your lives!" one of them shouted.
"What the..." Lwaxana stared at them turning around the next corner. "It seems we have intruders on board... or something," Spock realized.
"Or something? That isn't very precise for a.." Troi stopped, by now sensing the weird emanations Borg produce while trying to assimilate something. "Oh, Mr. Spock, it is the Borg again!"
"Fascinating. I suggest we run for our..."
That second, the Borg were the next to turn around the corner. "Resistance is futile.. you will be..."
CLONK! Lwaxana's handbag hit the first Borg hard. "Shut up you piece of malfunctioning metal! I am Lwaxana Troi, Daughter of the 5th house, Holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx , Heir to the Holy Rings of Betazed, and a handbag I know how to use - and who are you??!!"
The other Borg hesitated. "Names are irrele..." started one.
CLONK! "I asked for your.. designation or whatever. Can't you answer me?"
The 3 remaining, conscious Borg looked at each other. "5 of 6," said one. "4 of 90," said the next. "30 of 57," said the last.
"Crap." Lwaxana shook her head. "You are 5 altogether. so why are you giving much to high numbers?"
"Because... because..." 5 didn't know what to say.
"Because we are a part of a bigger collective. As you will be." 4 stepped forward.
"Uh... bigger whole? How many of you are in your collective then?"
Spock grapped Troi by the sleeve and tried to pull her away. "I do not think it is a good idea to..." He was ignored completely.
"We are 4 million 400 thousand 7 hundred and 53," answered 30.
"So, then why don't you call yourself 30 of 4 million 400 thousand 7 hundred and 53?" inquired the Betazoid.
"We work in teams," said 4, obviously unborgely proud of that.
"Ah, and how many teams are there?" Lwaxana considered the Borg system completely confusing.
"We have 300 thousad 5 hundred and 42 teams," answered 4, as proud as before.
5 made a new attempt. "And we will assimilate..." CLONK!
Lwaxana stared at the two remaining Borg. "And what team are you in?"
"We all belong to different teams...." 30 by now was confused as only a Borg can be who found out that tjhe collective isn't that effective at all.
"So, then you do not work in teams but in groups of singles... what is your team?"
30 obviously had stopped functioning. "Team 18," 4 said, trying to sound logical. "We are in tem 18."
"No, you are," corrected Lwaxy. "That fella there just said you are all in diffetrent teams."
"Oh, yeah," said the Borg, close to a breakdown as well.
"And you should not call yourself 4 of 90, but 4 of 90 of team 18 then," Lwaxana continued. "You know what? Come back here when your bureaucracy works correctly."
"Madame, I believe they have all stopped functioning,!" said Spock with unvulcan relief. "And what is best... this seems to have been an interlink drone... what means the whole Borg here and on the Cubes should have heard what you were saying and should by now be either unconscious or working on a better identification system...."
"Oh, great." Lwaxana smiled. "Then let's go to OPS and see if we can be of any help..."

The Collective began reformulating a designation system, in order to repair the damage done by the Irrational Woman Whom Had Confused The Other Borg on the valQIp, ab Baeddan, Reunion and Sela's Sons Ship simultiniously "Sir, the Borg appear to be incapacitated, and trying to figure out how to identify themselves"
"How could that have happened?" the commanders all said, "Fire at them, now!"
"Firing"
Four Phaser blasts, and 4 torpedos hit the still functioning shields.
"Sir, their defense systems are still online on just the ab Baeddan "Captain Maelwys, It looks like they're about to get a new system working, we don't have much time"

"Hmm.. hail them," said the Commodore.
"What?"
"Hail them... I need to know what exactly is going on... and inform Ady and his team to start reassimilating as much drones as he can."
With a confused "Yes, Sir," it was done.
But all they got from the Borg was an automated reply.
"This is cube 2 of 15 or 2 of 461, we aren't sure yet. We are currently busy with important reorganizations. Please stay put, we will assimilate you later."
"Now," said Maelwys on the ab Baeddan who has hear that as well, "this is certainly the weiredest thing ever..."

MEANWHILE ABOARD THE BORG CUBE ...

"Identify yourself." The Borg engineer (3 of 13 or 4 of 5, he wasn't quite sure) reactivated the drone in front of him.
"Myself? This is supposed be a collective. How can we expect us to indentify ourselves?"
The engineer stared at the drone with a strange expression in his red laser beam which served as an eye. "Indentify yourself", he repeated, not believing what his modified senses wanted him make to believe.
"We are the Borg!"
"Agreed - but ... your identification! You have one, don't you?"
The head of the other Borg turned into his direction and his grey eyes met his sensors. "We are the Borg. You will be assimilated!"
3 of 13 (or 4 of 5) was confused. Strange things were going on lately. He was afraid he had damaged the other drone somehow. "Your identification code! Like 3 of 13 or 4 of 5!"
"We are the Borg. Resistance is futile!" And with a terrible noise the freshly repaired Borg drone snatched forward to assimilate his fellow Borg.
"But ... you can't, we are already... AARRGHHH!!!"
One minute later there was nothing heard except the footsteps of two heavy boots walking across the metal floor...

The Borg ship floated helplessly in space with the Reunion, the ab Baeddan, the valQIp and Sela's Son's ship floating nearby. There had been a very pregnant pause.

(and as few people know, the gestation period of a pause is approximately 20 days. This particular pause was impregnated on March 15th, and was only now (April 4th) giving birth to more action)

Suddenly, as if waking from a long dream, the crews of all the ships became aware of the situation.

*** On all the bridges at once ***
"Captain, there's a whole bunch of ships out there around us. The Reunion's been taken over by Borg, and the Borg have been taken over by overwhelming logic. What should we do?"

Various Captains looked up and said something along the lines of, "Well, I think we should attack the borg while they're still confused, of course. FIRE!!!"

Unfortunately, the Borg Queen herself (and all her drones) were so confused by recent events that they were also among the group listed above. As such, they opened fire on themselves, destroying their very confused hive. However, some other borg on board were so confused, that they disobeyed their queen and beamed off to various other ships while still trying to figure out who they were.

And so, the Borg Cube (Cubes? How many were there, I don't remember anymore) exploded in a fiery inferno (infernos?). But not before each enemy ship (well, good-guy ships, from our point of view) contained at least 50 drones. Of course, they didn't realize that yet...

/*or Maybe it was 42 drones? noone really knows*/
"Sir, We have destroyed the Borg, at least I think it was us...??" said the gunner aboard one of the 3 ships (even s/he didn't know which was which)
"Good, as long as we haven't been destroyed?"
"I can't exactly be sure we haven't sir"
"Well set a course for the station, maybe we can sort things out there"
"Aye sir" and the navigator on that one ship set the course, in the right direction, but with the ship moving backwards
"Why are we flying backwards?"
"I'm not sure sir"
"Nor am I, but things are becoming clearer"
TBC

Meanwhile aboard the Sa'toth Sela's Son is working on a plan.
"I say we make 100,000,000 Civil War Soldier Holograms raid Kedanya to take it back!" Suggests Burpo.
"We don't all the Mobile Emitters to do that!" Replied SS. "But... We do have a shipload of animals that were intended for a colony that was recently assimalated! I say we beam them in with gas that will render all life forms unconcious!"
All the other senior officers concure.

*on the Ap Baedden or however you spell it*

"Hmmm.... Sir someone has accessed our memory banks, without authorazation. And they're the Senior Officer only stuff to" announced Ensign George.
"What stuff?"
"20th century television!"
"Who DARE look at my LOONEY TOONS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?! Whoever this is I want them put in the brig NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Yes sir shall I lead the Security team?"
"Yes take about 10 Security Personell. Arm yourselves with Phaser Rifles"
"YAY PHASER RIFLES!!!! NEW TOYS YAY!"
"Snap to it Ensign!"
"Sorry sir."
*Ensign George leaves the bridge*

Deck 12
***Borg thought of borg inside***
***We have detected 11 Humans heading this way armed with Starfleet Type III Phaser rifles. We Believe they will interfere***
***All drones with in 50 meters of them intercept***

***End borg conciousness***

"Sir! I can see something... AAAIIIEEE!" * Redshirt dies*
"BORG DISRUPTOR BEAMS! FALL BACCCCccckkkk..." *Ensign George is wounded*
*of the other red shirts 6 are assimalated (7 including George) and only 3 make it away*

"Report!"
"The borg have been watching your Looney toons sir!"
"Well have everyone on decks 11-13 gang up on the Borg! I will not let a whole species get away with this!" *insert the line must be drawn speach with They watched my loonie toons put somewhere in there here* ;-)

On the ab Baeddan
NO forget decks 11 -13 i want all personel on this ship to gang up against the borg. I, Captin Malaways will lead the attack, and I will make them PAY for what they've done!

*Borg Thought*

The entire ship is heading this way. We cant hold of that many people. They are armed with starflet phaser rifles and many hand held weapons including knives and stuf like that.

"There they are ATTACK!!!

A battle insueded where the borg were able to hold them off for a while but when Captin Malaways found out that the Borg had stolen his loony toons underware he went on a rampage.
HOW DARE YOU STEAL MY UNDERWARE!!!
Mal went crazy and killed all the borg he could find untill they were all dead. " That'll show them not to mess with my loony toons"!!!

Meanwhile on the Station

AAAHHHH scremed The Collective. Nothing is going right today.
*Ship aproaching*
What now.

RRROOORRR !!!
Ahhhhhaaahhh.

Little did The Collective know what was about to happen to him. Animals from all across the galaxy attacked him untill he was riped to shreds. He couldnt control the few drones that were left on the ships anymore and they all died in there spot. After that the borg had all died and everyone came back and had lots of drinks back at the station.
The End