Star Trek: Pathfinder

[Andrew Joshua Talon]

The first bit of my new project... More to come. Feel free to comment!

Main Bridge, USS Sojourner, NCC-42357

The soft glow of the control consoles did little to illuminate the already darkened bridge. Captain Adam Carter Lee couldn't help but smile in approval as he leaned back in his chair, a tub of popcorn on his lap.

"We seem to be a little short on brotherly love around here."

"If you're with him, you'd better get yourself out of here."

"We're on our way. Come on."

"So, are Butch and Sundance, like... Together?" Lieutenant Mitena Haro asked from the operations station ahead of and to the starboard of Lee's chair. The pretty Bolian's control console was covered in containers of various candies, chips, and assorted junkfoods. She munched on some Ktarian chocolates as she watched with rapt attention. At tactical, right behind Lee, a petite, black haired, red eyed woman scowled.

"Not everything is like your fantasies, Haro," Lieutenant Jeria Wyn stated flatly. She lifted up a drink with a straw and sipped on it.

"Oh c'mon, it'd be so..." Haro began, before being shushed by the Asian man sitting at the console next to hers. He was the helmsman, Ensign William Koroshiya.

"It would not and you're talking too much," he admonished. A few other crewmembers, sitting on the deck or milling about behind the tactical console, followed suit.

"You don't have to mean it or anything. Just ask us to stick around. I promise you... I can't help you, Sundance."

The gunman on the screen froze, eyes widening as he realized just who he had been accusing of cheating. Haro giggled and happily munched on multi-colored egg-like candies.

"Sir, are you going to share any of your popcorn?" An NCO with a blue collar mumbled to Lee nearby. The captain looked over, recognizing the Andorian petty officer (Ruik, he believed) and with a smile held it out.

"Have some, petty officer." He turned his attention back to the screen, grinning as Sundance demonstrated just why he was the fastest gun in the West.

The turbolift doors opened.

"Excuse me... Excuse me... Can I just-Thank you," murmured a deep, feminine voice. Finally emerging through the crowd, Doctor Kes breathed a sigh of irritation. She'd been late for Movie Night! And she was looking forward to seeing this too...

"Doctor," greeted the Captain, followed by a few others. Kes nodded and smiled.

"Captain," she greeted as well, turning her attention to the viewer. A loud beeping went off, making Haro jump and squeal as she caused her snacks to all clatter to the deck.

"EEP! Oh damnit, damnit, damnit!" She cursed, making many crewmembers hiss for her to be quiet.

"Shhh!"

"Shut up!"

"Oh for," Lee sighed, standing up. "Computer, pause movie. Raise lights," he ordered. The lights came on, many in the crew groaning and protesting.

"Now now, none of that," Lee ordered. He turned to Haro, who was mourning over her snacks. "Haro! What's up?"

"Hm? Oh! Er... It's... A priority one message from Starfleet Command!"

"Right, I'll take it in my ready room. Put it through, will you?" Lee asked, stretching. He made his way to the door, passing a few crewmembers and apologizing.

"Sorry, sorry... Don't worry, this will be very quick... Castor, you take the-" He looked around for his erstwhile second in command and scowled.

"Computer, locate Commander Castor."

"Commander Castor is currently in Science Lab 1."

Lee sighed. "Then tell him to get up here and stop hitting on T'Kal. Bad enough I have to interrupt movie night for some stuffy admiral, now my relief isn't available and-"

"Ahem."

Lee slowly turned around, remaining perfectly composed despite the fact that Admiral Kathryn Janeway's face was in the main viewer, not looking amused. Haro coughed as his gaze fell squarely on her, and she smiled sheepishly.

"Er... Eh heh... Sorry sir, um... " She held up a squished gummy bear. "This was on the control console and I sort of-"

"No problem... Ensign," Lee allowed with a somewhat disconcerting smile at his operations officer. "Just send it to my Ready Room."

"Aye sir!" Haro replied. "Sorry Admiral! Sir! Ma'am! Um..." Admiral Janeway had opened her mouth the moment Haro had switched the feed. As Lee headed into his ready room, a crewwoman in gold looked over at Haro curiously.

"Um, ma'am... I thought you were a Lieutenant."

"Oh, it's allright," Haro replied cheerfully, "the captain threatens to demote me every few days!"

"I wish he'd follow through," Wyn muttered from tactical.

"Hey!"

The captainÆs ready room of the Sojourner was a cozy, if cramped affair, stuffed with mementos from previous commanders. Several bookcases filled with various objects lined the room, a kind of organized chaos that each successive captain had added to. He smirked a bit at his own old revolvers from the ranch back home sitting next to a Vulcan kuratÆol sculpture. He poked the red crystalline figure of a Vulcan master, left over from the very first captain of the Sojourner, before turning to his desk. Sitting behind it he flipped on his desktop computer, smiling pleasantly at the now scowling face of Admiral Janeway.

ôAdmiral,ö he acknowledged.

ôSomehow IÆm not as surprised as I should be,ö the (in)famous former commander of the USS Voyager stated flatly. ôConsidering yourà Reputation, Captain.ö

ôDid you need something, Admiral?ö Lee asked calmly, his fingers in a steeple. Janeway snorted.

ôWhat is your current status, Captain?ö

ôWeÆre currently in orbit around Alderamin I. The science station there was having some trouble with their computer systems, and we were in the area so we stopped by to help.ö Lee shrugged. ôSolar activity studies, mostly.ö

JanewayÆs eyebrows rose.

ôI hope youÆre not planning on blowing up this star tooàö

ôBlow up one solar system, just one, and nobody trusts you near stars ever again,ö Lee sighed, shaking his head. He gave her his most charming smile, not quite eliminating all of the sarcasm in his tone.

ôStill, weÆre not planning on blowing this one up. In fact, weÆre just about done.ö

ôVery well. The moment you are finished set course for Deep Space Nine. WeÆll have a new assignment for you there.ö

Lee leaned forward.

ôCan you tell me what this new assignment is, Admiral?ö

ôYou will receive that information when you arrive. Janeway out,ö the admiral stated crisply, cutting off the transmission. Lee frowned, leaning back, and glanced over at the door. He hit his commbadge.

ôKoroshiya, set a course for Deep Space Nine, warp seven.ö

ôAye sir.ö

ôHaro?ö

Some sounds of crinkling wrappers greeted him before she responded.

ôYes sir?ö

ôWe have a new assignment at Deep Space Nineà IÆd prefer to know what it is before we arrive.ö

He could hear the bright smile in her voice.

ôNot a problem for my captain!ö

ôGoodàö

Haro coughed. ôSoà Did she mention the solar system?ö

ôWho doesnÆt these days?ö Lee quipped.

ôSheesh, you blow up one solar system, just one, and-ô

ô-And nobody trusts you near stars ever again,ö Lee finished with Haro, sounding resigned. She giggled.

ôYouÆd think it was a bad thingà After all, it wasnÆt inhabitedàö

ôYes, well, there may have been the teeny, tiny issue of us not intending to blow it upà And Starfleet not wanting it blown up...ö Lee sighed and shook his head. ôIÆll be going off shift now. Tell Castor to get his arse to his chair and take his bloody shift.ö

- - -

More to come as it comes to me...

 

[Andrew Joshua Talon]

Another scene, co-written with FanboyimusPrime, and something that will show up in a future "episode":

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"Whoever made this garbage needs to whipped," Dirk said. The Magna Roman scowled, standing in the center of the strangely-advanced looking bridge.

"I'm really, really sorry," Haro apologized, leaning against the communications console in front of the frozen Hoshi Sato. She cringed at the Captain's dark expression.

Sojourner's history buffs had been waiting for this semi-interactive holoprogram series based on the early adventures of Captain Archer and the NX-01 Dauntless (apparently Enterprise according to this program) for months. Haro had gotten an early release thanks to a friend of hers in Chicago, sent via subspace all the way out to their ship.

However, as Captain Lee, Commander Castor, Lieutenant T'Kal, Ensign Savern, Science Officer G'Bar, and Chief Petty Officer Stroba had begun to discover, it was not what they had anticipated.

"What the frizza are the Sphere Builders?" G'bar twittered, the Xindi Insectoid's antenna twitching in a way meant to convey agitation.

"Vulcans didn't wear such... Distasteful clothing in the past... And what is this taboo about mind melds? That never happened," T'Kal pointed out with a frown. Well, a frown for a Vulcan anyway.

"The Andorian/Vulcan cold war was right though," Savern noted, the big Andorian snorting in disbelief. "At least they got Shran right...because we Andorians would hunt down and beat the shit out whoever made it if they didn't."

"That's one of the few things they did get right," the captain noted flatly. "What the hell is a Denobulan? And since when did Captain Archer commit genocide?"

"Oh, that episode," Haro sighed, picking up a PADD and flipping through a few items. "The Valakians... Valakians..."

"The Denobulans are a member of the Federation" Savern noted "They're like the Hermates in that they are a bit...isolationist."

"And yes they can smile like Phlox did," Savern noted with a slight shudder. If something on Andoria smiled like that, it'd probably have been preparing to swallow your head whole.

"You've never heard of the Denobulans before, Captain?" T'Kal inquired. Lee shook his head.

"They never came up... I wonder if this is why. Are they all as creepy and racist as this guy?" Lee asked in disbelief.

"To be honest they do prefer to use organic and animal remedies after they managed to unleash a bioplague from a virus they were trying to alter into their atmosphere" Savern noted.

"It wasn't as bad as what happened on Onlies...barely," the Andorian added.

"Since then they have remained largely sequestered in their already isolated solar system," T'Kal finished. Lee nodded, still frowning.

"Well, at least they got how hot Lieutenant Hoshi Sato was," Haro commented with a grin. "Much hotter than T'Pol."

"Though I personally find T'Pol a bit attractive, myself," Dirk noted.

"Though I have to ask if the writers of that holoprogram added in a mixed character from a Vulcan Love Slave program for her," he finished.

T'Kal raised an eyebrow and continued to scrutinize T'Pol, in complete disbelief at this... Interpretation of one of her kind. Why is she anemic? And so... Top heavy...

While it was true female Vulcans underwent pon farr, the way T'Pol continued to alternate between speaking freely about the subject (uncomfortable for every Vulcan) and hiding it suggested the writer knew only the most basic biological attributes of her people and nearly completely ignored the cultural context.

Lee continued to grumble, and it was hard to blame him. He'd idolized Captain Jonathan Archer growing up, just as he had other famous space pioneers. They were flawed, they made mistakes, but they kicked ass and took names and Lee respected that. He respected that they had turned Earth from a backwater little planet just out of it's third world war into the superpower of the Alpha and Beta quadrants.

And seeing them be twisted and distorted like this really pissed him off.

Morons... Wusses... Idiots... Genocide...!

"Now you know how I feel about some of those Kirk programs," Dirk said to Lee.

"Where...he...talks...like...this..." The commander said with a straight face.

"Wait," Stroba said after he stopped laughing. "That was supposed to be serious?!" The Kaylar security officer clearly thought the whole holoprogram was a comedy.

"It was," Lee sighed, shaking his head. "Trust the programmers to screw with greatness when they make it into a holoprogram."

"And that temporal cold war trash," Savern said. "It sounded like a cheap plot to add in things from 'now' for the audience and of course never explained what the point of it was," He added with disgust, antenna twitching.

"And I believe that Daniels being from the 31st Century is a joke," Dirk noted "In reference to the....Legion of Super Heroes?"

"If they were going to have him be from the 31st century, at least make him look like he's from it... Like... He could be... Temporal Lad!" Haro suggested. "His outfit almost looks stupid enough for it!"

"Douche Bagman," Dirk deadpanned.

"And what the frizaa where they thinking having the Xindi be behind the attack on Earth when it was the Romulans?" G'Bar asked, twittering his mouth parts.

"We didn't even meet the Xindi until, uh..." Haro looked over at G'Bar curiously. The Xindi trilled.

"2221," he replied.

"Right, thank you," Haro nodded.

"And if those 'Sphere Builders' came before the Xindi council the first question would be...'And we should trust the word of a group of shadowy figures because?' and see what the frizaa was going on," G'Bar continued, a bit of his bitterness being conveyed through the UT. His people were not idiots, thank you!

Lee nodded grimly, fingering a "phase pistol" with disgust. "This is a complete insult to the intelligence of the viewers. The Xindi sought Federation protection against the Romulans, which Starfleet provided."

"Funny you know about that and not about the Denobulans," Haro teased. Lee scowled.

"There was no war," G'Bar said "Though oddly, they left off the part of my race that was allied with the Rhinansu and did fight a short 'war' with the Federation."

"The Avians," T'Kal answered.

"However, the out of date garbage they had was no match for the Federation ships of that day," G'Bar added with a Xindi expression of distaste conveyed via his antenna.

Haro had gone back to flipping through the summaries of the series episodes in order to avoid her captain's glower, when she suddenly blushed purple in rage.

"THEY RIPPED OFF THE TARDIS! I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY RIPPED OFF THE TARDIS, AND MADE NO MENTION OF IT!" Haro screeched in rage as the summary of the series entitled "Future Tense" came up. Seething, she punched one of the control panels and threw the PADD into the air, Commander Castor catching it. Lee winced. Haro was an avid fan of 20th and 21st century science fiction from Earth, and such a slight was paramount to sacrilege.

"Vulcan neuropressure?" Dirk asked and turned to T'Kal as Haro continued her ranting in the background.

"Does such a thing even exist or is that like the Vulcan Deathgrip?"

T'Kal shook her head. "It does not exist. It appears to merely be another attempt to use sex appeal to provide more... Stimulation to the viewer," she added in a distinctively cold voice.

Savern had a sympathetic look for his Vulcan crewmate. Curiously, he took the PADD from Dirk and began to glance through a few more episode summaries... Exploding in fury at an episode entitled "United".

"What the-?! WE LOST THE AENAR AND REDISCOVERED THEM ONLY FIFTY YEARS AGO?!" He roared, the UT unable to keep up with the string of Andorian and Klingon profanity bursting from his mouth.

"We have always known where they were!" Savern nearly snarled "You think they have a city that size and they wouldn't be noticed?! Something that big in the Northern wastes would be easy to find!"

Absently, Lee wondered how their Aenar nurse, Na'lar, would react to this piece of information. Considering the not-so-subtle torch she carried for their resident Andorian hothead, she'd probably learn about it soon enough.

"It seems the writers had no understanding of the history of the Federation," T'Kal shook her head, the Vulcan equivalent of sympathy in her voice. "Where they got their ideas is... Impossible to understand."

"I believe it was up their asses," Stroba huffed, now fiddling with a phaser pistol of his own.

Haro frowned. "Well... At least they didn't make first contact with the Bolians..."

"Or the Angosians," Wyn noted dryly.

"What the hell were the Ferengi doing there?" Dirk asked.

"Yes, Picard was the first to make contact with them," Savern noted.

"And the Borg..." Lee growled.

"And as for the Borg" Savern said "Well...who the hell told them about the Borg's time travel stunt? But other then the sending of future tech that'd take two hundred years nonsense....it could have happened."

"What the hell were they thinking?! Did they think Starfleet Command wouldn't have prepared for the Borg to come?! Did they think the Borg came here just because of that stupid signal?!" Lee snarled.

"Well Captain" G'Bar said, hoping to head off one of the captain's 'Borg rants'. "That part was plausible...other then that signal crap. Given we heard of them from the El Aurians, and the Hansens looked for them...."

"A grain of truth at best," T'Kal supplied. "The Borg were not regarded as a-"

"As a serious threat, only the words of a few refugees about a possible threat from the other side of the galaxy," Lee iterated. He'd been over the history of the Borg more than nearly anyone else in the room. He sighed.

"Starfleet kept the statements by the El Aurians in some obscure file that they added to every now and then when a few rumors here and there came up after the first Enterprise-B mission. The Hansens dug them up, thought they were worth looking into, and headed off without permission to investigate the Borg in 2354. They followed a Borg ship they located in deep space through a transwarp conduit into the Delta Quadrant, where they continued to study them for two years until being caught and assimilated! And yet this program insists we knew about the Borg well before then."

Lee glared at the hologram of Captain Archer in fury. Savern coughed.

"Well, sir... Considering the Enterprise-E... It is somewhat plausible-"

"PLAUSIBLE?! Plausible that 22nd century technology could defeat Borg nanoprobes when 24th century technology can't?! That 22nd century weapons are harder to adapt to than 24th?! That 22nd century technology could defeat 24th century Borg technology in any way, and that Starfleet wouldn't use this data, the knowledge obtained from this encounter, to prepare ourselves with?! Plausible that the entire Federation is populated by morons?! I refuse to believe that the Federation would glibly ignore the Borg threat for three centuries! This is just... This is unsat, that's what it is!" Lee seethed at his suddenly uncomfortable second-in-command security officer.

"Captain," Wyn said quietly, but firmly. Lee took a deep breath, sighed, and regained his composure.

"My apologies, Ensign."

Savern nodded, clearly holding back anger, but it was obvious that it was not towards the captain.

"Like I said," Savern said coldly, "A grain of truth to that whole incident."

Lee nodded, and the Andorian nodded back respectfully. Haro, cringing a bit, skipped to another episode in the holoprogram. The crew was distracted by the tale of the Augments and the disappearance of the Klingon forehead ridges. When it was over, they were back on the bridge again and sitting around.

"Now, the Klingon Augument experiment backfiring like that I can believe" Dirk said. "They did manage to blow up a moon in orbit of their homeworld."

"Well, until the Klingons actually agree to talk about what happened, we'll never know for sure," Wyn surmised.

"However, it is difficult to believe that the Klingons would genetically engineer themselves to resemble humans to gain a physical advantage considering their extreme ethno-centrism," T'Kal pointed out. "It is more likely that the Klingons genetically engineered themselves to resemble humans in order to better blend in with other humanoid societies. They would have been extremely recognizable in their natural forms."

"Well, they did infiltrate that way" Savern noted, "But they couldn't alter themselves enough to stop a medical tricorder from sniffing them out."

"Or a tribble," Haro grinned.

"And of course we're forgetting one thing" G'Bar said. "Any captain with a lick of sense would have raided Crewman Daniel's room." Any and everything would be taken and seen if it was of any use."

"Any Starfleet with sense would have confiscated everything from Daniel's room and court martialed this Archer," T'Kal stated flatly.

"Hear hear!" Stroba cheered.

"Just how popular is this crap anyway?" Lee asked Haro. Haro frowned.

"I wonder if Vulcans especially Vulcan women having enchanced senses compared to human norm was true," G'Bar mused to his superior.

"It's greatly anticipated, apparently," Haro answered her captain.

T'Kal shook her head. "My olfactory capabilities are more precise when it comes to detecting moisture in the air, but other than that no."

"I'm just surprised none of the women wore skirts or the minicl...whatevers that they woke in the 23rd Century" Stroba noted.

"Which everyone seems to make shorter then they were," Dirk said "Or misunderstand that they also wore pants."

"I kind of wish we did wear miniskirts," Haro mused.

Wyn just looked at Haro with a cold glare.

"What?" Haro asked.

Wyn rolled her eyes. "Must we continue to watch this garbage?"

"Well, it seems a waste to just... Cycle through a few key episodes," G'Bar observed.

"This entire series is a waste," Wyn sneered.

"Even so..." Dirk shrugged. "Plenty of fodder for mockery."

"Yay mockery!" Haro cheered.

Some hours later...

"Wait...wasn't it T'Pau that worked with Archer in reality? And she had a very thick accent unlike the one that appeared in this...dreck."

"She learned English from a Hungarian ambassador," T'Kal supplied.

"I'm sure if T'Pau was used as this T'Pol was...." Savern noted and then snorted.

"Certain... Members of Vulcan society might find it logical to... Correct the creator's impressions," the Vulcan concluded.

Some more hours later...

"I just wonder where they got the idea for deranged Vulcan zombies" G'Bar mused "Given that whole 'war' never happened and the Expanse is portrayed... Differently in reality."

T'Kal gave the equivalent of a Vulcan shrug. "I have observed that certain humanoid societies take great pleasure in the idea of cannibal undead rising up. I imagine this is merely an expression of that fascination... Applied to Vulcans."

"These guys must really hate Vulcans," Haro sighed. She hugged T'Kal. "I'm sorry T'Kal..."

"Why they didn't use shotguns and chainsaws against the Vulcan zombies?" Dirk said. At the glares he received, he blinked.

"What? It's a valid question, isn't it?"

A few more hours later...

"I believe we can finally all agree" G'Bar said calmly, "this is dreck."

"Thank you, Officer, for finally showing the common sense the captain himself lacks," Lee sighed, shaking his head.

"Allowing this... Insult to go out into general circulation as is is... Illogical," T'Kal stated flatly.

"I've been recording all of our comments and opinions since we began the program," Haro grinned. "I'll send it to Captain Kira on DS9. And thanks to my... Friend on Bolarus IX... It'll be included in the public release"

Savern looked a bit amused. "You won't edit out my outbursts, will you?"

"What, are you kidding?! That's comedy gold! I only wish we'd gotten Tweek in here..."

"Just one last thing," Lee opined. "I don't think we should include ourselves giving the commentary..."

Dirk grinned. "Don't worry captain... I have an idea..."

And some weeks later, the holoprogram "Star Trek: Enterprise - An accurate retelling of the first Starfleet ship's adventures", was released. Within a week it was being lauded as one of the most innovative comedies to come out of the Ursa Minor publishing companies. In particular, the duo of bizarrely-designed robots with a large mid-western person providing amusing and educational commentary on the inaccuracies and bad writing of the "historical recordings" made what would have been a mediocre, sexist, offensive and plain wrong series a huge hit.

Much to the befuddlement of it's creators...

 

[The Ero-Sennin]

And now for an omake.


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"I kind of wish we did wear miniskirts," Haro mused.

Before anyone could say anything else, a voice spoke out. "Support me in my goal to become Chief of Starfleet Operations and you will have your wish!"

All eyes traveled to the black-haired man standing behind Haro. Holding up a gloved hand in a fist, he spoke charismatically to the young woman. "You are a exemplary sailor in this Fleet, the Federation could use more young women like you! Help see me to my goal and you will have your tiny miniskirt! All female Federation Personnel will be required to by law!"

At that moment another stranger appeared, a blond-haired woman took the black-haired man by the back of his collar and dragged him away from Haro with an exasperated look on her face. "This is the second time I've had to do this, Colonel..."

"B-but Lieutenant! Why must you crush my dreams!?" The man howled as he was dragged out the door.

Confused the crew of the Sojourner looked to each other for someone to say something to break the awkward silence, found no words, and continued to watch the holoprogram.

 

[SoulGriever13]

I like it. I like it a lot, and that's saying something seeing as I have no particular sentiment towards Trek. It's probably because of the off-the-cuff nature of this thing.

By all means, do carry on.

-Griever

 

[Andrew Joshua Talon]

Well, I have no shortage of ideas for "episodes". Here's one I came up with today, a twist on the classic "Time Travel" episode. Tell me what you think:


Star Trek: Pathfinder

Working Title: "Twice Travelled"

Okay, it begins with the crew of the Sojourner locating a blue computer core from a very advanced, and long dead alien race from a dead world previously surveyed by a Romulan starship.

Well, technically, it "begins" with Captain Lee re-materializing on the transporter pad of the USS Sojourner, and fading in and out of consciousness. Finally, he wakes up to find Kes standing over him... Only she's actually a hologram of Kes. She is the EMH, programmed with Kes's memories and appearance. Lee soon finds out he's been stored in the transporter buffer for about twenty years, due to the fact that he was infected with a nanoprobe virus from a yellow computer core from the same race that built the blue one.

They found the Blue one in a previous episode and learned it stored the collective memories of one faction of an entire race. And the yellow core stored not only the memories, but a nanoprobe virus of another faction.
Sojourner found one, while a Romulan starship found the yellow core. And the Yellow
core's memories were of a faction who tried to conquer the galaxy. Cruel, cunning, warlike, who regarded all life as inferior to their own.

The Blue core was made up of a counter faction who tried to resist the warmongers.
Their war went on for centuries until they finally annihilated eachother, save for these last two relics. The Yellow Core takes control of people, imprinting the memories and personalities of members of the Yellow faction onto their victims.
And it allows them to take control of computers, ships, and technology with only a
thought. As long as their nanotech is in the computer, ship or technology.

The Sojourner learned of the yellow core from the blue core, and immediately began searching for the Romulan ship...But it was too late. It had reached the Founder's homeworld, infected the Founders, and now controlled the Dominion's forces. Sojourner alerted Starfleet and the various powers of the Gamma Quadrant to this threat, as more Dominion ships were infected and began passing it on, so the Yellow Faction continued to grow more powerful. By the end of a year it had conquered the entirety of the former Dominion and was nearing the wormhole.

The Blue Core had provided technology and data on how to fight the Yellow Faction, though they had never figured out how to remove the nanovirus, or cure it.

Anyone infected with it would soon become another soldier for the Yellow Faction.
Several Sojourner crewmembers were so infected and had to be contained or killed.
Captain Lee was one of the former. He was preserved in the transporter buffer of one of the Sojourner's shuttles until a cure could be found. Kes was forced to take command of the Sojourner when Dirk and Wyn were killed in battle, because she was the only person aboard who had been cross-training to become a command officer.

Several battles ensued, until finally in order to prevent the Yellow Faction from entering the Alpha Quadrant (because their technology upgrades to the Dominion fleets, and their industrial buildup, was enough to swamp the Federation, which was still recovering from the Dominion War), Kes used one of the technologies they had gotten from the Blue Core, a chroniton flux bomb, to collapse the entrance to the Bajoran Wormhole. This trapped the Sojourner and other Federation and Allied ships in the Gamma Quadrant. Kes had the fleet go to ground and hide from the Yellow Faction, doing hit and run attacks and trying to unlock as much of the technology from the Blue Core as possible.

At the same time she trained T'Kal and Koroshiya to take command in the event of her death, which came five years later. She was eleven years old. She did scan her memories and so forth into the EMH so she could continue to help in some way, even after death.

So, here is Captain Lee, finding out that the Sojourner is leading a ragtag, fugitive fleet of various refugees from dozens of worlds to escape the Yellow Faction's tyranny.

They had considered time travel before to fix the timeline, but there were two problems. One, they don't have the necessary information to time travel, so they had to figure it out from scratch. And two, even if they went back in time, unless they had a way to stop the Yellow Faction there wasn't much point to it.

Plus, many members of the fleet had settled down, had families while running from the Yellow Faction, and who wants to erase your children or relationships from history?

Finally though, they had little choice. The Yellow Faction had been hunting them down for years to destroy the Blue Core and prevent them from stopping their conquest of the galaxy. And had developed an experimental transwarp drive. If Yellow Faction got this technology they could conquer the galaxy.

So Sojourner led the remaining warships from their fleet on a strike against the transwarp facility... Only to discover it was a trap set by the Yellow Faction.
Only the Sojourner was able to escape... Learning that the civilian fleet with them had been massacred. With that, Sojourner decided "Hell with it", and attempted Timewarp.

They met the Sojourner twenty years ago and warned them of the threat. They headed for the Founder's homeworld in search of the Romulan ship with as many
Federation and Allied ships they can find. Only to find that it had already infected several Dominion Warships and upgraded them.

After a furious battle, the Future!Sojourner uses the last of it's power and upgrades to
break through the enemy fleet and ram the ship with the Yellow Core aboard it,
destroying them both. Well, destroying the Romulan ship... The Future!Sojourner is
rendered a burnt out, lifeless husk of a ship, all hands lost aside from the Holo-Kes.
It ends with the Sojourner and two other starships towing the Future!Sojourner and
letting her coast on momentum, and assume a "Missing Man" formation with her in honor of her crew's bravery and sacrifice, as she sails into a nearby star to be cremated.

 

[Deathsheadx]

my one stumbling block when it comes to trek is when we are introduced to a whole lot of oc's. i find it extremely hard to get into, more so when there is no involvement of canon characters.

i honestly tried, and it's nicely written but it doesn't resonate with me

sorry.

 

[Andrew Joshua Talon]

my one stumbling block when it comes to trek is when we are introduced to a whole lot of oc's. i find it extremely hard to get into, more so when there is no involvement of canon characters.

i honestly tried, and it's nicely written but it doesn't resonate with me?

sorry.

There will be involvement of canon characters. Heck, Reginald Barclay will be involved soon enough. I had wanted to make him part of the crew of the Sojourner from the start, until canon made that impossible. But I'll fit him in, and others.

But that's okay. It's not for everyone, of course.