Captain's log: stardate 92424.27 :after we had saved the Kobaili from the Vaduuwar, the crew of the ghost shadow is looking forward to some relaxation on Risa. I on one hand am anticipating the archeological sites on one of its continents. On another note, captain Kim on Kobaili prime is suspicious on the matter of the Kobaili. considering the fact that the Vaaduwar could have taking the city easily, yet they pulled off, gives me the same reason to suspect foul play. An investigation will be filed by Starfleet nevertheless."End log" ''log ended''

Vice admiral Carlos Zunígo stared out of the viewport of his ready room of his defiant class escort, looking at the stars that we're passing by. They were on there way back to the alpha quadrant to "take a break from all the drama" by Starfleet orders. They were traveling at transwarp 20 due to the assimilated set they had picked up during their time with the omega corps, when the intercom sprung to life.

"Admiral, you are needed on the bridge."

"What is it kawtok?"

"We have picked something up on sensors while searching for any signs of voth or Vaduuwar, per your request."

"Acknowledged."

That was the unmistakable voice of Kawtok, his klingon tactical officer. He was one of the few Klingons in the starfleet, though the numbers are gradually increasing, and were well known for their honor bound and warlike ways. In a sense, he had picked up one of the best deals he could find.

Carlos stepped onto the bridge, with the current shift of officers addressing him as admiral, to which he replied.

"Captain's just fine."

That's all he had ever wanted to be in starfleet. It was the reason why he joined.
And the ship he got was a defiant.

His first defiant was destroyed when he had to set it on a crash course into a planet killer in order to destroy it. And back then the ship was using tetryon weapons and quantum torpedoes as an armament. The one he was now in command of was much more advanced with the antiproton beams and cannons, the plasma torpedoes he had, one of which was requisitioned by pulling some strings in the omega corps. But whenever he got the chance to visit DS9, he would always pay a few latinum bars for a couple of hours in the holosuite to revisit that old bridge.

"Corpsa, what have we got?" He asked in a commanding tone.

"It seems we have encountered a class 2 wormhole."

"You don't mean..."

"As well as time." She replied

Corpsa was a female andorain, another aggressive species of the alpha quadrant, but will normally go to diplomacy before violence (I didn't have an encyclopedia at the time).

He met her when they were both ensigns serving on the defiance, not to be confused with the famous defiant. The defiance was a Soyuz class cruiser and one of the smaller ships that he commanded for a short time. After the incident with one of the task groups on a patrol run, he was selected acting captain of the defiance, with Corpsa as his first officer. And after his time was up as captain, and a more fit one was in position, he went on moving up the ranks. When he got his first defiant, the Arizona, he selected Corpsa as his first officer.

After a long silence, Carlos spoke up.

"As I recall, the Lenov was lost in the 23rd century investigating a similar anomaly."

"She was lost with all hands and left no trace of her destruction."
Said Laninea, his science officer.

"Yes it was, and starfleet covered the whole incident up, until it was released to the public 3 years ago."

"Sir, your not thinking of actually going into the wormhole!?"

"Of course I wouldn't, we have no idea when or where we would end up. Our best course of action would be to back off."

"Aye sir."

The Ghostshadow backed away slowly from the wormhole, carful not to go to fast or risk the chance of destabilizing it.

Carlos then said,
"Kawtok, hail the delta alliance HQ and tell them of our finding. I'll be in my ready room."

"Yes sir."

He reached his ready room, preparing to write his log on the subject, when a flash of light interrupted him, and a familiar omnipotent bastard stood in the doorway.

"Q!"

"I missed you to capítan, and as much as I want to play around with you and your crew, the continuum has sent me here with a message to deliver."

"I don't want to hear any of your crap Q, now get off my ship before I make you."

"You still don't have any idea who I am? You must be more brawn that brain! But I still have to deliver a warning." Taunted Q.

"Fine then, let's hear it."

"Your going to have to face a terrible trial soon, between an angle and a demon, and your choice may ruin your future."

"What do you mean Q, answer me!"

"You'll soon find out capítan."

And with that, Q was gone.

Just then, the intercom spiked up once again.

"Captain, you are needed on the bridge."

"I'm on my way."

Once he reached the bridge, he first officer spoke to him.

"Sir, 2 Borg spheres are on there way to our location at warp."

"Why at warp?"

"Unknown sir."

This is definitely strange. He thought to himself.
As some may know, the Borg usually travel at transwarp velocities when traveling through space. This could either mean that they had an encounter with another vessel or that they were part of the cooperative, and he hoped that the later was true.

"Kawtok, hail the delta alliance and the cooperative and ask them if they had any ships out where we are."

"Done sir."

"Let me know when they respond. Helmsman, ETA on the Borg ships."

"4 minutes sir."

'Damn, we'll have to engage.' And his fear was justified.

A while back, when he was about 10, his planet was attacked by the Borg, assimilating his family, along with his sister, Angelica. Though a local fleet had been around at the time to save some of the survivors, the planet had already become a foothold to the Borg, and thus they had to destroy the planet in order to keep them back. Ever since that day, he vowed revenge against the Borg, and he eventually found the fleet that attacked his home world and got revenge, he still felt some of that anger inside now.

"Captain, we have received a reply from both the delta alliance and the cooperative. They have not sent out any ships to our area as of recently."

He was afraid he was going to say that.

He pressed the intercom button for a ship wide alert as follows...

"All hands, red alert, get to battle stations."

He finished the message and hailed his chief engineer, Etip.

"Etip, what's our warp core at?"

"She's ready for a fight captain, the output has been maximized at your request sir. Guess we'll get to test out the cutting beam eh?"

"Yes we will Etip, yes we will."

His chief engineer, another andorain, is very protective of the ship, claiming that "she speaks to him constantly, telling him what to do and how to do it". Most people shrugged this off as madness, but Carlos was starting to believe him as he had saved their asses more times than they can count.

4 minutes later, the Borg spheres arrived, normal scout ships, and the normal greeting message was played.

"We are the Borg, lower your shields and surrender your ships. We will as your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service us. Resistance, is futile."

Damn, It was them.

"Fire at will! Torpedoes full spread! Attack pattern omega and alpha! Get a tactical team up here!"

As those commands were fulfilled, the Borg fired upon the Ghostshadow, with it responding in kind with its antiproton blasts from its arrays, banks, and cannons, with the occasional omega plasma torpedo every so often.

The antiproton banks arced out, as well as the omnidirectional array, with the cannons doing heavy damage to the Borg spheres.

Unfortunately, the same could be said about the Ghostshadow, as it was taking damage as well.

As the defiant class escort flung around one of the spheres, Carlos noticed something on it's outer hull.

"Magnify on that indention on that sphere."

The view was now of a hole roughly the shape of a voth palisade frigate, and several beams stuck out of its outer hull.

'They must of rammed it, but it appeared they were partially severed from the collective.'

"Kawtok, target that hole in the sphere and fire."

"Firing sir."

A plasma torpedo flew through space, making a sound similar to a photon torpedo, as it made a beeline straight towards it target. When it hit, the sphere was completely and utterly destroyed.

The crew started cheering, hugging each other and shaking hands, until Carlos said,

"There's still one more to go."

Right after he said that the ship was hit with a heavy plasma torpedo from the rear, knocking the Ghostshadow towards a course that took them into the wormhole.

Sparks flew from the consoles, and wires fell from the ceiling. One of the crewman was fatally injured from the explosion of her station.

"Helmsman! Get away from the wormhole!"

"I'm trying sir! The controls won't respond!"

Carlos was worried, not only might he lose this fight to the Borg, he might have also have lost his past as well, considering that this was a class 2.

Suddenly, a spike of knowledge entered his mind, as if someone had spoke to him.
He then formulated a plan.

"Etip, could we emit a warp pulse that would protect us from the environment within the wormhole?"

"It's possible captain, but the chances of it working are slim! I'm not even sure the integrity field would be able to survive the stress!"

"It's the only chance we've got Etip! Get started with it!"

"Aye sir!"

The ship was being torn to pieces, even though the Borg parts were constantly trying to raps in the damaged sections, the damage kept coming to fast for it to keep up.

Another ship arrived, an odyssey class cruiser, but even that could not save them from the clutches of the wormhole's gravity.

People raced around the bridge, trying to get to their places for a possible crash. The only thing that was on Carlos' mind right now was...

'Why?'

Then the warp engines fired as soon as they entered the wormhole, and the Ghostshadow disappeared into the unknown.

(Max's point of view: first person)

Flying is fun, have I ever told you that? You can just feel the wind against your hair and skin, taking in the sights below you.

That is if there isn't a giant freaking spaceship falling in your way.

I was just flying along the border of Florida when it just appeared out of the sky, coming out of a vortex of sorts. The thing was like a mile long! I narrowly missed it by a couple of inches when it fell out of the sky, looking as if it was some from bland alien society who had no taste in style whatsoever, although it looked alive.

Then it started to pitch up.

I could smell, what is it called again...fuel! That's what it's called! I could smell the fuel as the, thrusters pulled it up? It was like it was acting as one big wing, slowly stoping its decent. Then with a blast of heat, it zoomed out into the clouds, never to be seen again. At least that's what I thought.

'What the freaking hell was that?' I asked myself.

'Oh boy, I can't wait till I tell this to the rest of the flock.'

(Carlos' point of view: third person)

The first thing on his mind when he woke up was 'my crew', the second thing on his mind was of what happened when they went through the wormhole.

'"Captain! I don't know if she's going to survive for much longer!"

"Keep at it Etip, it's the only chance we've got!"'

Then the darkness took him

Or so he thought.

Next thing he knew he was in orbit around the earth with his ship fully repaired and functional, but his crew still unconscious from the trip.

"It was the only way to keep them from going insane"
A familiar voice came from behind him.

He spun around to face the same bastard from before.

"Q! What have you done to us!"

"Me? Why I only helped you through the wormhole! Why would you make such wild accusations against me?" Q mocked.

"I never said ANYTHING about accusing you!"

"But you were! It's in your nature to blame others for your problems."

"You don't know me at all Q. We haven't even seen each other for a while! Not since that incident with the Borg."
Remarked Carlos.

"Ah but that's where you've been mistaken! I've taken an interest in this little ship, as well as it's crew. Remember that incident with the undine?"

"Clear as day, one of them almost killed me."

"I intervened and changed your fate, though the continuum wasn't happy with my decision."

Carlos was amazed by this, he didn't know that this sick motherfucker was still keeping him around just so he could have a laugh from time to time.

"Now I've got to go, as the continuum won't be pleased by these actions, got a few strings to pull I want to keep myself alive."

Before Carlos could say anything else, Q vanished in a flash of blinding light.

Then his crew woke up.

"Report Corpsa."

"Reports are coming in now admiral." She replied

'They never listen.' He thought to himself.

"There have been no injuries or deaths reported so far, it's as if the entire ordeal never happened."

'Must be another 'gift' from Q' he thought.

He then realized the situation, and asked,

"Laninea, WHEN are we exactly."

"Sir?" He replied.

"We went through a class 2 wormhole, which meant we traveled through time, so what is the exact date!"

Shaken by this, he replied,

"According by the scans of the atmosphere, I'd say we're in the early 21st century."