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- ADMIRAL'S THOUGHTS -
Thought-Admiral K'Lay epetai K'Onor-Chang

It's summer time once again, and as usual, KSF members are busy doing all those things that one either cannot do in the winter, or don't have the time to do all year long;  moving, yard work, family vacations, travel and so forth.  Often, at this time of year, people send me frantic e-mails to apologize for not getting all of their KSF duties done on time.   I usually respond, as I have this year, with this piece of advice:  the KSF is here so we can all have fun.  Sometimes that fun takes the form of talking with other members in chat on a Monday evening.  Sometimes it means reading listserve messages with the morning news.  Other times it's the escape and adventure of a role play, or a joke or friendly hello shared with someone in another Sector.  The KSF at it's best is a "get to", not a "have to".  So, my advice to you all this trimester is this:  enjoy your summer. Send a post report sharing your activities with us, if you want to, but don't sweat the small stuff.  Orders and responsibilities will still be here when the summer is over, and so will we.  In the meantime, HAVE FUN......and that's an order.  (smile)


Thought-Admiral K'Lay epetai K'Onor-Chang
Klingon Strike Force Commander in Chief
Klingon Strike Force High Command
tlhIngan HIvbeq ra'ghomquv

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- EDITOR'S DAGGER -
by Admiral qe'San Zantai be'rawn

Here we go with my 15th Issue! I hope you enjoy it. I'm pleased to say I've had plenty of input for this issue and the whip didn't have to come out very much at all.  Talking of whips I just discovered the other day where the expression "You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours" came from.  Apparently it's a naval expression from the time of the cat and nine tails.  The duty dishing out the punishment was performed on a rota.. If a crew member was up for a whipping then they would come to an arrangement with the person holding the whip that if they merely scratch their back they'll do the same when it's their turn.  Sounds true to me! Do you know different??

Anyway back to the issue. Kimpla had the idea of including members profiles in the way of interviews. So although profiles have been included before Kimpla is looking for the rank & file members.  We're hoping this will really kick of from the next issue but she has produced one on herself for this issue. She has also put together a Brief profile of Captain James T. Kirk.  

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-  ANNOUNCEMENTS  -

APPOINTMENTS:

Lt. Commander Moqra vestai Q'endeH has been appointed Sector Two Commander

Anne Zecca / Cmdr. A'qmarr ramHov vestai K'Onor - appointed to the position of Sector 5 XO

PROMOTIONS:
 
Rose Compton / Lt. Kimpla vestai Dorig-Dokmarr Zu-Merz -  rank promotion to Lt. Commander.

Doug Welsh / Fleet Captain K'Obol zantai-Chang-K'Onor - rank promotion to Vice-Admiral.

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I hope this finds you all brave and merry!   
Till next, I salute you--  From Strength to Strength!  Kishin Kurkura


                U Cmdr. T'Lara ZuMerz - Susan Wyss - Hello again from sector 4!  During the last trimester I have gone through some personal medical problems relating to work, so it has been a little rough.  On the bright side, my son and I took our spring break down in Orlando and went to Islands of Adventure and had a blast!  It was a time to relax and forget about the worries of home, and that's exactly what I did.  We had good weather the entire time.  My folks came down to visit as they always do, and my stepdad took my son to the Space Center for the day (which gave me a much needed day to relax).  The trip was planned well....I had gotten a 5 day pass online for less than the price of two days....so we were able to go to the parks for 3 or 4 hours every morning and get home before the heat got too bad.  I spent a little more money
than I had planned, but it was well worth it.
  In May, my son was in the school play for the first time and loved it!  He will be going back again next year to the drama club.  In June, school came to a close and we got ready for summer wth all it's plans.  The first week of July, he went to sports camp, which he does every year.  Right now, for 2 weeks, he is at the Grand Canyon with my stepdad in an Elderhostel program where grandparents and kids do things together...kind of a getting to know you better time..with adventure added.  Then, when he returns, he will go back to sports camp for another 2 weeks, and then spend 3 weeks with his dad.  I get some extra down time this summer!  Til next time........      T'Lara

GSD Post Reports:
posted by Abbot K'Obol

GSD has been busy this summer, with all officers heavily involved in real life and summer activities.

U Abbot K'Obol - Doug: has been handling reservations, organizing details and juggling preparations for two conventions, one a Masonic convention in Halifax, the other a Star Trek convention in Toronto which will feature, among other stars, Leonard Nemoy and Denise Crosby. Meanwhile Margie (K'Lay) has been volunteering time at the Children's Wish Foundation, finishing off her immigration paperwork, and planning a trip to Texas to see her son, Thomas (KSF Member Maw'qu Karizan) get married. Margie and Doug have also been travelling back and forth between Nova Scotia and New Brunswick to care for Doug's mother, recently hospitalized with a stroke.
U K'Logh - Mike: meanwhile, who pops into KSF chats on a weekly basis, has informed us that his regiment (Canadian Legion of Frontiersmen, Vancouver island Command) has awarded him the 'Exemplary Service Medal' on July 13th 2003. Hoorah for K'Logh!
Gordie (Ngah'Gor) and Ethel (Teh hel) have spent the first part of their summer helping family move into and out of various apartments, and are taking a much needed vacation at home. 
U Peter (Barnaby) on the other hand, works long hours in the summer (as road work becomes nigh unto impossible in the winter time) so he's barely been home. 
U M'Red - Sean: has settled into his new place and started a new job which is taking up his spare time. And Clayton (K'Grimm), though he has been with us just a short time, may be leaving if he can't find any land members to correspond with. (Land mail members are as scarce these days as e-mail members used to be 6 or 7 years ago. It's a sign of the times, but we try to accomodate all as best we can.)

U qe'San be'rawn - Jon Brown -  As far as my real life persona health issues have been better this year but other things have stunk.. I'll not go into them... who wants to get depressed.. (and that wasn't a question).. Good stuff -  My daughter (16-17) has just started her A levels and my son (14-15) his GCSE's.. Testing times for all. I have been working on my magic for some time and have now created and developed my own trick.. I'm not aware of anything out there that's similar. So who knows it may well be 100% original.. (I can dream can't I?) .. It is great seeing your name up there.  The Magic distributor that took it on sold one every few hours after I dropped some stock off. Altogether he sold 3/5 of his stock and I had a call  saying he wanted more and he'd moved it up to Star Buy.  At the moment he hasn't started to market it so things are looking good on that front.

for post report be bit to late so do next time star trek meeting was smal one wanna join 2 others if funding is there cause i add more ram memory 256 and want replace 46 for or 256 or 128

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-  A BRIEF BIOGRAPHY  -
of Captain James T. Kirk by Kimpla

James Tiberius Kirk was born on March 22, 2228 in Riverside, Iowa on the planet Earth. At age 13 (year 2246), Kirk was one of nine survivors in the massacre of some 4,000 colonists at Planet Tarsus IV. He had an older brother, George Samual Kirk, whom only James called Sam. James lost his older brother and sister-in-law, Aurelan, on planet Deneva due to the invasion of the Denevan neutral parasites in 2267. However Kirk's nephew, Peter, did survive. Samual Kirk had two other sons who were not on Deneva at the time of the tragedy. While still attending Starfleet Academy, Kirk served as an ensign aboard the U.S.S. Republic. One of Kirk's heroes at the Academy was legendary Garth of Izar. Years later Kirk helped save his hero when Garth had become criminally insane and was being treated at the Elba II penal colony. (Another of Kirk's heroes was Abraham Lincoln, 16th President of the United States on Earth.) After graduating from Starfleet Academy, Lieutentant Kirk served on the U.S.S. Farragut. Captain James T. Kirk is best known for his historic five year mission of exploration (2264-2269) as Commander of the first starship to bear the name Enterprise. Because of his intense passion for his career, Kirk had a difficulty in maintaining a long-term relationship with any woman. Nevertheless, Kirk became involved with Dr. Carol Marcus a few years before he began his command of the Enterprise. They had one child, David Marcus, but Kirk was not present during his upbringing. Kirk had no further contact with David or Carol until 2285, when he rescued the two from one of his forgotten foes -- Khan Noonian Singh. The developing father-son relationship was tragically cut short when David was killed by a Klingon officer during a rescue attempt for Kirk's longtime friend and shipmate, Spock.

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- ROLE-PLAY REPORT -

We are trying to regroup our forces after a chroniton wave swept over Klingon and adjoining space, leaving some things untouched, some things damaged, and carrying the rest into the unknown space of a different universe. 

In all the Strike Force, as far as we can tell, only Imperial Contacts Branch Commanded by Khaufen JurISS, remain in the universe we came from, and not all of those entirely escaped the chroniton wave.  Khorghan Chang- JurISS reported deaths among the crews, as well as submolecular transubstantiation of alloys on all of their vessels.  During the repairs required after the 'storm', short range sensors located a Klingon vessel of indeterminable age on a nearby planetoid, in which they found what may be an artifact of some kind, protected by a force field.  Khaufen's crew has found it's own artifact, a highly advanced genetic manipulation facility which it continues to explore. More than a century old and yet mysteriously well preserved, the facility appears to be housing specimens of life that may still be viable.

Communications between all the rest of the Divisions have been garbled at best, but currently we have heard from most, if not all of our Division Commanders or their officers.  The only notable exception is Imperial Military, first to be hit by the leading edge of the wave.  We can only hope they have transited somewhere that our communications have not yet reached, and will make contact as soon as they can.  We have not been as successful in transmitting messages as we have been at receiving them.

Thus Imperial Security and it's CO, Kosh Zu-Merz, were unaware of the chroniton wave, and instead assumed some unknown Kinshaya technology had warped the space-time continuum, causing the shift.  We know from their messages that Kosh, Kanara quvHubwI' and SamwI' quvHubwI', who were also drawn into the new spatial-timeline, re-established communications, but contact has been lost with others, including K'Grimm Satir.  Searches for him and other IS personnel have given rise to more questions than answers.  Kosh was able to detect debris from an old battle, but could not identify the vessels.  A sensor 'ghost' was also recorded, but it's identity was similarly impossible to pin down.  The first planet they reached with a known Klingon population was barren when they got to it, leaving them little choice but to push on to the Kazh system, thirty parsecs from Qo'noS, where they hope to gain additional forces and information.

Their hope will not be fulfilled, as we now know from Imperial Intelligence agents T'Lara ZuMerz and Kha'Mish'Khal Duraqnan that Qo'noS in this universe has been destroyed, leaving only a debris field and the intact moon of Praxis to hold it's former place in that solar system.  Kha'Mish'Khal was able to steal a ship and escape Qo'Nos in the nick of time, and was taken aboard T'Lara's ship just as the wave hit.  T'Lara managed to save him and her ship, no little feat while materializing in the midst of an planet sized expanse of spinning asteroids.  But where to go now that there was no homeworld to return to? 

Choosing a seldom used Imperial Intelligence base on the Romulan border code named K'Mer Station, K'Lay K'Onor-Chang and II CO Rak'qor K'Mpec directed the remnants of the Strike Force there, planning to reopen the base for occupation and help  guide the remnants of the KSF home.  But a detour of their own landed them in the hands of unfriendly Romulans, forcing the resourceful Captain T'Aiya Llire to extricate them, and leaving QwIl'eren DuppIm to reopen the base. Confiscating a Vorcha cruiser not yet invented in our universe, Qwll'eren attacked a Romulan ship, extracted intelligence from captured prisoners, and set out for K'Mer Base, armed with a great many facts no one else yet knew.   Once there, he cobbled together life support, disabled a nearby Rom observatory that might detect them, and transmitted a message which would hopefully lead the KSF to their new home.

Some were already on their way.  Ambassador A'qmarr ramHov K'Onor, CO of the Imperial Diplomatic Service, might be a diplomat without a homeworld, but she is likely to be among the first to reach the only bit of the Klingon Empire there is in this new universe.  Like Kosh and Imperial Security, A'qmarr has found no trace of a Klingon presence since transiting the wave. The colony she was sent to investigate is no longer there, and no evidence of its existence was found.  Both Commander Moqra vestai-Q'endeH and Lt. Kimpla vestai-Dorig-Dok'maar-Zu-Merz, made it out of Terran space, but they barely missed a Federation-type 'warship' and Moqra lost contact with Kimpla shortly after their escape.  They have separately reported their intention to rendezvous at K'Mer, but communications continue to be sporadic, and riddled with sensor glitches. 

Others have suffered sensor glitches and anomolies too.  Borg QI'mpec and the Trouble Shooter Task Force encountered a Federation ship, the USS Marques,  just as the wave struck.  After interpreting the wave and garbled messages from the other side as a threat, Borg fired a preemptive strike at the Federation ship and took its Captain, Marcus O'Rylieus hostage.  It wasn't until after the wave passed that Borg realized a second USS Marques, this one intact, sat between him and K'Mer base.  Getting past this one, after blowing up her counterpart, while following orders to keep a low profile, was going to take considerable skill.

Getting to K'Mer for Katalyia K'Tore-Jiraal and K'Zhen ZuMerz might well take a miracle, for the base they were currently on, K'Shona Base, had passed to Romulan control.  Their immediate predicament was, to say the least, hazardous, and if not for their bravery, and an "Entity" that had transited to the new universe with them, both might have lost their lives within the first few minutes. 

But the only genuine miracle around was still light years away with Chaplain General Corps' Commander Prior Avakhon Kinsharri, who had his own needs for divine intervention.  Three of the Prior's six ships had been destroyed in the wave, among them Luciouslips JurISS-Chang's, the only good news being that Lushy's body was not amongst the wreckage, and so perhaps, had somehow survived the wave.  Blackheart still lived too, but his best chance of survival lay on Boreth, through a procedure which could only be done there.  His only other hope was with Miraal, the Quvagh'Magh, who at least was in mental contact with him.  But Miraal was only six, and her mentors, Davvit warrior Ngah'Gor and priestess teH Hel were only starting to learn from her, and whether Miraal's abilities could assist here in this new universe remained to be seen. 

The only certain thing now is that we must look to ourselves for assistance, for in this universe former friends may be enemies, and former enemies may be allies. Only time will tell.

The CGC has faced many obstacles in the recent past, but NONE as bad as it's about to be. So far there is but one who knows where they are and of what this is all about. Unfortunately, that one is a six year old child that has little way of making the adults understand exactly what she can do and why she's here. IF only they would listen to her, perhaps they would learn more than anyone has begun to know of the Klingon race up to now.

As has been foretold in the scrolls, she has knowledge she couldn't possibly know of at her age, yet to her it is common fact and not ancient history to be taught and revered. SHE has become the teacher to her teacher, teh'Hel,opening paths and enlightening her to the past. She has also found her way towards her new abilities. Such abilities that, should they fall into the wrong hands, would spell the end of the Empire as it's known in any reality. She has won the hearts of even the hardest among them, a Daavit warrior whose strict codes and few words have won him fear and respect among those he is associated with now. He also has means and ships unknown to the Prior that may yet prove to be that which saves the Empire in this new worldthey find themselves in now.

The return to Boreth has become fraugth with dangers unimagined so far. our Daavit Ship'sCaptain is holding onto what small bit of sanity is remaining in this new found place if incongruities.He has little faith in that which he cannot readily affect and this has placed him into a wondering stage he is unused to being in. teh'Hel has been amazed by the things she thought she was teaching the child only to find that the child is teaching HER of the past and things unknown of it.Communications with our homeworld and other planets known to be in Klingon space are non-existant and ship to ship is almost impossible at this point. The senses of all involved are reeling at the thought of what is happening. It seems that none, save the child has any clue as to what has befallen them. Nagh Gor is concerned for his XO as his ships are among the missing.

Entire ships have disappeared, and then just as suddenly, reappeared battered and nearly destroyed, and by an unknown enemy. Missing time and memories of that time are unavailable it seems. All who have survived seem just as confused as those they return to. So far three ships have been lost from the original six that began this journey. Their whereabouts unknown at present,but fears of their destruction rank high among those remaining. Lt Commander LusciousLipps ship is also among those that came up missing and returned some twenty minutes later so badly beaten as to be unable to save. As many of her crew as possible was saved , mostly by a stubborn weapon turned concerned religious icon, Avakhon. His devotion to his friends, crews under his command, and those faithful of Durgath that he leads has bewildered many, including himself. He fights with inner demons to understand the reactions and emotions he now feels towards those he leads, and has come to trust. Blackheart among these, and when he becomes severely injured and is near death, Avakhon rescues him and makes him a promise to return him as a KHINSHARRI~! Bold in deed, but perhaps over stated in actuality, since he can no longer go to Boreth and have the transformation performed. What the future holds for this one is unknown at present, but he has been contacted mentally by the child and places his hopes upon her for that future.

There are forces here that do not bode well for our Empire, but that is the future. Only a child can know that and she is unable to get those around her to believe. 

The combined wo'taH QanHung Omega Taskforce and the wo' QI' Fleet, with two other wo'taH QanHung vessels assigned to a recently conquered world of the enemy's, it seemed the enemy's space warping cloak has hit only portions of space in the wo' tlhIngan, or maybe because of specific details in the configuration of the HIvbeQ vessels, there was a link that hit our Dujmey...

Sogh Kanara and Sogh SamwI' (commanding the IKV qa' warn wi and the IKV bartoQ, respectively), still in 'mopping up' operations on the conquered Kinshaya planet of Tolkan, were also drawn into this different spatial-timeline that we are currently in, not the planet as well mind you; just our occupying troops and the Dujmey in orbit of said planet, not all the troops crossed over and not all of the Dujmey either.

lagh K'Grimm, commanding a SSP (Security Scouting Patrol) that was sent out to 'poke and prod' the enemy fleet, has also crossed over but is out of contact, he is in command of the IKV QeH Qa' vatlh be', the two other Dujmey in his patrol were destroyed in the last battle with the enemy but he and his Duj returned to the Omega Taskforce.

Communications with the other Dujmey of the tlhIngan HIvbeQ have been garbled and infrequent at the best of times, we had received one from an IDS Duj though (la' Aqmarr ramHov K'Onor and the IKV Qar yay Hem, la' Reyna commanding), our Comm systems seem to be not compatible with this space we currently find ourselves and our Dujmey in, there has been a couple of transmissions received that were received that informed the crossed over units to make best speed to the defensive outpost Korba du Re'; even at high warp velocity it would takes us four to five standard days to reach.

Warping through the wo' tlhIngan we kept our sensors at maximum and the Comm officers were on high alert as well, for any sign of communications, no matter how trivial, sensors only detected some debris from some long ago battle; the configuration of the vessels could not be identified, whether it was of tlhIngan origin or not.  A sensor 'ghost' was also recorded, it's identity not recognized either, it's configuration seemed to be a mix, some parts were possibly of tlhIngan in origin; other systems appeared to compare to Cardassian designs, perhaps it was an Orion vessel...  No sort of communication traffic was found to be either.

Executive Officer, K'oner reporting:
       The Captain's landing party continues to explore the sterile depths of what appears to be a highly advanced genetic manipulation facility.  One of the first command nodes, found by Ensign S'lagh, revealed a curious subspace quantum substantuation power grid; still active at a low level.  Oddly, the operation protocols were found to be
remarkably simple, despite extreme difficulties translating the language that accompanies the ethereal-like chevrons that marks specific command pathway sequences.   A  mineripper, type II was beamed down to deal with the disruptor resistant alloys in the walls and doors.  This opened up areas that defy casual description.  ( The currently recorded sensor logs, computer results, extrapolations and quantum mathematical constructs of these findings are appended. ) 

Four more situation reports now confirm there is no doubt that nine out of twelve facilities under investigation are entirely devoted to Genetic Manipulation.  Each installation is huge, roughly three square kilometers in diameter.  At site number five the landing party has begun investigation of the living quarters for whomever once lived and worked here.  Their first report on the southern sector is confusing; the Lieutenant in charge claims to have found domestic plants, and not overtaking the structures as one might expect.  Instead, the flora inside these alien facilities are obviously decorative and  neatly trimmed.  Even though sensors cannot penetrate the alloys used to build these places, the readings have concluded that absolutely 'nothing' connected with and inside the genetic facilties has suffered the expected deterioration commonly found at sites more than a century old.

At the site Khaufen personally established, they have found perfectly preserved higher and lower lifeform specimens of genetic manipulation, and it is a certainty that a number of these specimens are alive!   So far,  fully eighty-three of the specimens found belong to the race believed to have worked and lived here.  Three teams at each location are now searching the habitat levels to uncover more information about these beings.   Captain JurISS personally reported they have identified two intelligent species and thirty four sub-species that are thought to be extinct today!

One of the first power distribution, found by Ensign S'lagh, revealed a curious subspace quantum substantuation power plant; still active at a low level.  The operation protocols were remarkably simple and easily learned, despite difficulties translating the language that accompanied the ethereal-like chevrons that marked specific command pathways.

Steady reports are streaming in from nine of  the twelve squads dispatched to secure and investigate similar sites on this world.  Three teams have not yet been able to affect entry into the primary structure at their location.  To facilitate their efforts three more 'rippers' were replicated and beamed to their respective locations, and the Marine presence at each was doubled.

During my last communication to the surface, the Captain demanded an update on the analysis of the sub-molecular alterations caused by the unidentifiable energies from the storm as well as the results of the comprehensive autopsy performed on the dead.

The executive science team refused to relay their findings over even an encrypted com band, but they did report that they still know absolutely nothing about the writhing energy funnels that effected these changes.  As to the dead, the results are inconceivable and thus suspect at this time.  After verbally eviscerating the responsible officers I ordered them and the materials to be transferred to the StormDragon for further analysis and detailed documentation.  Not beamed, but by shuttle as the risk of possible quasi-subspace interactions with the unidentified samples and our transporter buffer was unwarranted. A fist of heartbeats later the communication's officer reported contact with Kaladin, aboard the Stormdagger.  He has found the rest of  I.C.B. squadron!

His transmission included a preliminary report from Khorghan.  He reports similar deaths among the crews, as well as submolecular transubstantiation of alloys on all of their vessels.  During the repairs required after the 'storm', short range sensors indicated a wreck on a nearby planetoid, a Klingon vessel of indeterminable age.  Inside, they found an unrecognizible box, rectangular in shape and standing upon one of the small sides.  Scanners were unable to penetrate the artifact but they were able to ascertain that the artifact is protected by a force field of unknown design.   Khorghan states that the artifact is blue in color, appears to be made out of wood and it has a small transparent blue projection on the top in the shape of a ten inch high cylinder, with a six inch radius.   During the examination of this artifact, a panel or door opened and a humanoid emerged.  The last sentence of Khorghan's report states that the male biped is of no known race to Alpha Quadrant science, and that the subject was non hostile.

This must be reported to the Captain; giving Command over to the K JurISS, myself and a security team beamed to the primary site and began our search through the facility for Khaufen.

The chroniton wave caught Staff Admiral Katalyia and K'Shona Base by surprise, throwing her and her aid Killon to the ground and into darkness as it passed.  When they recovered, they were surprised to find that the computer was working.... and that they were not where they were suppose to be.  Worse, in addition to the unseen Entity that had seemingly moved into K'Shona a while ago and adopted its personnel, the base was now inhabited by more sinister life forms.....Romulans! How in Fek'lar had they gotten on board??

The Entity, who provided assistance as and when it would, had locked the base down as soon as the incident started, but in addition to locking the presumed enemy inside, it had also locked the only source of assistance Katalyia could scan, DaHar Master K'Zhen and her ship's personnel, outside.  Knowing that the Base was under attack by Roms, or at least had somehow been boarded by them, and wanting to assure K'Zhen was still in control of her ship, Katalyia sent a coded message  to the DaHar Master and received the proper reply.  There was, at least one ally she could count on then.  Advising caution, she allowed entry to K'Zhen's ship, and turned back to the business of keeping herself alive and out of Romulan hands.  Informing K'Zhen she would be heading toward Engineering to retake that section first, and would meet her at the halfway point, two decks down from the docking bay, she and Killon were on their way out the door when an alarm went off, warning her that the Romulans had gained access to the outer office. Motioning Killon to take a position behind the downed filing cabinets, she did the same and informed the Entity to allow the four Romulans who had come to investigate, into the office.  As the last one came further into the room, the door suddenly slid shut with an audible click. The Romulans turned toward the door and the closest one tried to open it, only to find that it wouldn't budge.  Katalyia smiled as the entity electrified the computer console and the sound of sizzling flesh was heard.

Coming out of hiding, Killon and Katalyia fired their disruptors, leaving two dead, one seriously injured and one left to interrogate.  Katalyia asked the question uppermost in her mind: "Who are you and what are you doing on my Base?" The Romulan answered, eventually, after losing an ear, but it was hard to reconcile the information he gave with what she knew to be true.  The Romulan, who identified himself as T'von, insisted that the base was now, and had long been, Romulan!

For her part, DaHar Master K'Zhen, after engaging the Romulan ships seeking to destroy Adm. Katalyia's vessel as she was heading for Starbase K'Shona, proceded to acquire docking instructions from the base.  But there was no response, though she was sure Katalyia had made it to her destination.  She switched to Katalyia's private frequency, receiving a static filled reply for her trouble.  "Quvatlh!"  She cursed under her breath. "All right, we try a more direct approach.  Move toward the station, normal docking speed; if they don't want to be rammed, maybe that will wake them up..."

After a few seconds, more static, but this time a voice was trying to come through, Katalyia's, overriding the unexplained static, and asking for an old recognition code.   Why Katalyia would be looking for the old  Magna project codes K'Zhen was not sure, but she gave it as prompted and a minute later the bay doors began to open, and at last the IKV lightning could proceed to dock.  But the scene that opened to her was not the one she was expecting.  There were a number of small Romulan ships in the docking bays, and Romulan life signs throughout the base.

If she had been human, Ambassador A'qmarr ramHov K'Onor would've been suffering from a bad headache.  She was commander of the Imperial Diplomatic Service and the second largest ship in the fleet--second only to her linefather--yet her skills as a diplomat had to be curtailed for security reasons:  The universe she knew was not there. The crew of IKV QI'lIn batlh were working their hardest to get the dreadnought on course to the "rendezvous point," DSS K'Mer near the Romulan border, but being out of touch with her diplomats was enough to give A'qmarr a serious wuQ.  Still she knew that Thought Admiral K'Lay & Lord Abbot K'Obol expected her to submit an updated report.  She went to the ready room, where her computer console was waiting, and began putting her report together.

"Computer," she spoke, "encrypt the following report.  Use encryption code 'K'Onor-omega-004.'"  Pausing for the system to comply, A'qmarr gathered her thoughts and, when the screen signaled its readiness, began:

"Thought Admiral, Lord Abbot, the Diplomatic Service is managing to comply with your orders.  We have only been able to get telemetry data from IKV Thunderwolf and Qor yay Hem; saying that their ships are still functioning.  We are attempting to contact them again.  The status of our other diplomats is still unknown."

"Commander," a voice interrupted A'qmarr, who told the computer to pause the report recording/encoding.  Approaching the door, she saw it open to reveal her Operations Officer waiting to speak.  "Report, Commander," she said.  "We have received a coded message string from Cmdr. Moqra on the Far Star.  He and Lt. Kimpla made it out of Terran space.  IKV Bringer of Justice barely missed a Federation-type 'warship.'  Moqra lost contact with Kimpla not long after she returned to Bringer of Justice.  IKV Far Star reports sensor glitches and now, lost contact with Bringer of Justice.  Moqra is en route to DSS K'Mer." He handed A'qmarr his padd as she responded, "Good, Commander.  Have communications try to reestablish contact with Moqra & Kimpla.  Continue to use KSF encryption codes to tell them to rendezvous with us.  We need to know the status of Lt. Koi & Cmdr. Reyna.  Then we all have to rendezvous with the Strike Force at DSS K'Mer."  She retreated back to the ready room and resumed recording her report.

"Computer," she said, "resume recording, using same encryption code.  Lieutenant Commander Moqra vestai-Q'endeH and Lt. Kimpla vestai-Dorig-Dok'maar-Zu-Merz were overdue to report in after the chroniton wave hit.  We just received a message from Cmdr. Moqra, saying that they were able to leave our embassy in San Francisco and escape Terran space.  He reported that Kimpla's ship, IKV Bringer of Justice, escaped direct confrontation from a warship--possibly Federation-styled.  IKV Far Star has had intermittent sensor glitches and now, they've lost contact with Bringer of Justice.  I will transmit the reports we've gotten from Far Star, however spotty, and let your technicians go over them.  However, it's my opinion that both ships are headed to our rendezvous point at DSS K'Mer."

The ambassador paused and got a baqghol HIvje' from the replicator.  She sipped from the cup and continued her report, "IKV QI'lIn batlh has not been immune to the problems.  The colony we were sent to investigate is no longer there; no evidence of its existence was found.  Our science & weapons departments worked together and found that no weapon could've made such a displacement.  We are convinced that an astronomical event caused a chroniton wave to form and 'sweep' over our space, altering it into something we don't yet know.  We have received your message and will proceed to the rendezvous at Warp 5, under cloak & at Yellow Alert.  We will maintain comm silence but compile reports as per your previous instructions.  May Durgath's wisdom guide us all to the meeting place soon. "Ambassador A'qmarr ramHov vestai-K'Onor, IDS Commander, out."

She stood up, baqghol HIvje' in hand, and toasted her missing comrades, "I pray that you have not entered the Black Fleet much too soon.  I hope to see you all at the rendezvous soon."  Ambassador A'qmarr drained her cup and returned to the bridge for a status report.

Recently, the IKV QI'mpeq's bortaS underwent a major upgrade to all systems while Captain Borg QI'mpeq remained on Qo'noS to a attend to matters involving the High Council.  That changed three weeks ago when, after the completion upgrades,  proceeded to take the ship and the crew on a two week shakedown cruise.

One week into the cruise, the universe suddenly started to change, and no one could say hownot sure how, other than the universe they found themsevles in, was an alternative universe! or maybe a different timeline or both from the one they knew.

The Trouble Shooters began picking up alot of very odd messages; most with visual but no sound. Finally able to pinpoint one strong source, Borg set an intercept course under cloak.  Some garbled communications came through from Thought-Admiral K'Lay but the content of the message could not be deciphered other than the coordinates, K'Mer Base, where presumably all remaining KSF personnel were to rendezvous. 

The problem with that was that there appeared to be a hostile Federation ship between Borg's position and the Base, a hostile ship called the USS Marques under the command of an unknown Captain O'Rylieus.  Eager to test out his new systems and hearing what he perceived to be a direct threat, Borg made a decision, and soon the Marques, who appeared all but in front of him, had found itself under heavy attack from a battleship, Class F Vor'Cha.  Jamming the USS Marques transmissions, Borg decloaked his ship and attacked. When the Marques's sheilds started collapsing; he beamed Captain O'Rylieus aboard and placed him in the ship's brig.  That done, he
proceeded to make it look, by all appearances, as if the USS Marques had been attacked and destroyed by a Romulan vessel.

QwIl'eren DuppIm and the IKV Qib Veqlargh had been diverted to the old Kinshaya region and for the last several months, had traveled deep into Kinshaya space far from anything else. Thus it was a great surprise when they came upon a Vorcha cruiser out in the middle of nowhere. The apparently undamaged vessel was adrift, with no signs of life.  QwIl'eren had a team sent over to investigate.  What they found astonished them. The cargo manifests revealed they were aboard an G model Vorcha, even though in the world he knew, the E model Vorcha was just coming off of the drawing board! Further investigation showed that the vessel, IKV poHtaj, had been able to travel through time as well as space!  A preliminary operating systems check described a means of opening Transwarp Conduits; Temporal Navigation with engines and structure designed for the task; a Phase Cloak; Quantum Torpedoes, Disruptors, something new called Proto-Energy Torpedoes; and a kind of High Yield, Low Energy, Regenerative Multi-Phasic Shielding. The ship's last log showed it had been attacked by three Kinshaya vessels as it started its temporal run, one of the weapons passing through the shields and disintegrating every living thing. The dead ship completed it's temporal run, out of control, and now, here it was, 12 years before it left its home port of H'Rez. 

QwIl'eren and crew spent a day getting the poHtaj restocked and resupplied, and understood enough to allow the vessel to fight if it must, and leaving the IKV Qib Veqlargh to continue it's mission, took command of the new ship. They had traveled only a couple of parsecs when a particle wave was detected, and communications abruptly ceased.  When they returned, Klingon military traffic had been replaced by Romulan traffic. Something had happened to the Empire, somehow it had ceased to exist.

An hour later the particle wave had been identified as "probably" a Chronoton wave, the discussion that followed leading the crew to conclude that a time weapon had been used and that extreme caution should be used in all contacts. Friendlies might no longer be friendly, and enemies might no longer be hostile. The trip home showed more changes. Cardassian and Breen military comm traffic were gone, though Ferengi and Tholian traffic remained. There was no sign of Borg or Dominion traffic, which was a relief. But the closer they got to Klingon space, the more clear it became that Romulan space included the Klingon empire and possibly Cardassia, Bajor, and a large chunk of Federation space. The exact extent of the Romulan Star Empire could not be known, but clearly it was a major galactic power. Had the Roms detonated a Chronoton weapon? There was no way to tell.

QwIl'eren spotted a Romulan Vas'Deletham heavy cruiser and began shadowing the vessel, learning all it could from a safe distance, until, jamming communications, obtaining a weapons lock and raising shields, he decloaked and fired on the vessel.  A short time later, the encounter over, he took prisoners, downloaded their computer records and looted extra supplies as, if their historical logs were accurate, Klingon resupply bases were now non-existent.  By all accounts, history diverged after the Praxis explosion, these Klingons choosing to fight until the Romulan / Federation Alliance wiped the empire off of the galactic map. What few survived were slave labor now, Klingons becoming what they feared most, a dying culture.  It did not help that the Federation had fallen too, engaging in a bloody civil war after the Klingons had been vanquished, which the Romulans were only too happy to help with.

Less than an hour after boarding the vessel, Qwll'eren took his new knowledge and detonated the rest, covering up the poHtaj's passing, and went in search of a base to call home.  Peynagh did not exist, but a "mothballed" emergency base known as K'Mer Station might.  Small and poorly equipped, on an inhospitable asteroid in an even more inhospitable system, it barely qualified as an outpost, but it might do as a home for the poHtaj and her crew until they could figure out what to do next. Assuming the base was there. Assuming they could find it. 

Finding it turned out to be easier than getting it up and running, and for the next seven days the poHtaj's skeleton crew were kept busy turning the small base into a usable hideaway. The power generator, canibalized from the poHtaj, would only operate for a few months, but it would not be detectable. The computer was intact, if empty of all but basic programs, and sensors and communications, while limited, were both stealthy and useable.  Life support was working well for up to 27 people.  All that remained was to disable a Romulan observatory that might detect them, and to do so in a way that the Romulans would not detect and thus not rush to replace.
       While thus engaged, a transmission from the Do'HoS was detected, indicating the vessel was under attack.  It was time to go to ground, and take as many people with him as he could.  Finishing with the task at hand, QwIl'eren sent a message of his own, in Dominion code that no one in this universe could have any knowledge of.  If the signal made it out to anyone in the KSF, it would lead them to their new home.

K'Lay replayed the latest message from QwIl'eren DuppIm and a plethora of others, most garbled, that she had received since their ship had been hit by the chroniton wave, from Kosh ZuMerz, Khaufen JurISS, Katalyia K'Tore-Jiraal and an unknown Federation ship, the USS Marques, that Borg, who had materialized out of nowhere, seem to have fired upon.  No one, least of all she or Rak'qor, seemed to know what had happened, other than the wave seem to have transited an unknown number of KSF personnel from the universe they knew, to one they did not.  T'Aiya, the Vulcan/ Antosian Captain of the vessel, did not offer an opinion either, which, for Vulcans, probably meant there wasn't enough emperical evidence to offer one.  The only thing she did know was that the only safe harbor, K'Mer Station, was the one QwIl'eren DuppIm was now readying, on the borders of what used to be the edge of Romulan space.  She had done what she could to direct what was left of the KSF fleet there, before making a side trip to DS9 along with way, in hopes that they might know more, the possibilities spinning out in all directions in her mind.  Never, though, in her wildest dreams, had she or Rak'qor, or T'Aiya, expected to find Romulans in charge of DS9, Romulans who not only demanded to board their ship, but claimed they had entered Romulan space without authorization!

T'Aiya, quickly thinking, had put both Rak'qor and K'lay in restraints with two deactivation chips that could be easily hidden, and then identified them as fugitives, brought in for the bounty.  Adding that their databanks had been damaged while passing though an ion storm, T'Aiya bought them some time, but whether or not she had convinced the Romulan of her story, she could not tell.  If there was going to be a chance of escape, they had better do it soon.

 Meanwhile, T'Lara ZuMerz, returning from her bondng to Kosh ZuMerz, entered orbit around Q'onos. There she was to meet Kha'Mish'Khal, who was carrying out an investigation into the recent disappearances of several people there.  But she had barely entered orbit around her home port, when her ship, the IKV Stronghold, was rocked with an incoming energy spike, and all she could hear over the comm system was Kha'Mish'Khal's voice, amid explosions and electric static.  Reacting on instinct and training, devoid of answers, she directed him and the 80-year-old Ragnoq shuttle he had just stolen through the ionosphere, beaming him from the damaged ship and onto hers just as something swept over the planet and everything in sight.  They watched in horrified awe as the energy wave vaporized first the old shuttle, and then everything in it's path.  Shock waves went through the ship, lights went out and the power failed. When the lights returned to normal and the sirens stopped, she and Kha'Mish'Khal stood with their mouths agape.  Where Qo'nos used to be, was now just floating debris.... an asteroid belt.  The only thing they could see that resembled a planet was Praxis.  Trying to reach anyone, anywhere who could tell them what had happened, proved fruitless until a garbled message from Thought-Admiral K'Lay came through the static, directing them to the emergency II base of K'Mer Station, near the Rom border.  Leaving the debris of everything they had known behind, T'Lara and Kha'Mish'Khal headed into the unknown.

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