Captain's Log
Captain's Log, Stardate 41150.7:
First Entry. These are the voyages of the starship
Enterprise. Her continuing mission: to explore strange new
worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly
go where no one has gone before.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.7:
Our destination is planet Deneb IV, beyond which lies the
great unexplored mass of the galaxy. My orders are to examine
Farpoint, a starbase built there by the inhabitants of that
world. Meanwhile, I am becoming better acquainted with my new
command
, this Galaxy-class USS Enterprise. I am still somewhat in
awe of its size and complexity. As for my crew, we are short in
several key positions, most notably a first officer, but I am
informed that a highly experienced man, one Commander William
Riker, w
ill be waiting to join the ship at our Deneb IV
destination.
Captain's Log, supplementary:
The frozen form of Lt. Torres has been rushed to sickbay.
The question now is the incredible power of the "Q" being. Do we
dare oppose it?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.7:
Preparing to detach saucer-section so that families and the
majority of the ship's company can seek relative safety, while
the vessel's star drive, containing the battle bridge and main
armaments will turn back and confront the mystery that is
threat
ening us.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.73:
At this moment I am transferring command to the battleªbridge.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.75:
Moment of seperation. We are now free to face the hostile.
Personal Log, Commander William Riker, Stardate 41153.7:
The USS Hood has dropped me off at Farpoint Station, where I
await the arrival of the new USS Enterprise, to which I have been
assigned as first officer. Meanwhile, I have been asked to visit
the Farpoint administrator's office in the Old City.
Personal Log, Stardate 41153.8:
Of the twenty-four hours Q allotted us to prove ourselves,
eleven have now passed without incident. And yet I cannot forget
Q's prediction that we will face some critical test.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41174.2:
The agreement for the rebuilding of Farpoint Station has
been completed per my instructions.
Ô h) ÔŒCaptain's Log, Stardate 41187.5:
The USS Enterprise slices through the pitch thickness of an
unmapped sector like a shaft. Her own legend, and those of her
predecessors, serving us as fuel for this and all her subsequent
missions. Manned by Federation officers and crew who enginee
red
each step of our quest for understanding propelling us further
and deeper than ever before in a seemingly endless thirst for
knowledge and harmony. Travelling with us the constant reminder
of why we're out here--families, most notably children. The
g
enerations of the future who deserve to know what's out here in
order to press on. Their very presence is my pressure to
perform--our need to succeed. That's what drives each and every
one of my bridge crew.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41209.2:
We are running at warp seven to rendezvous with the science
vessel SS Tsiolkovsky, which has been routinely monitoring the
collapse of a red supergiant star into a white dwarf. What has
brought us here is a series of strange messages indicating
some
thing has gone wrong aboard the research vessel.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
We are downloading the research information gathered on the
collapsing star nearby. I am concerned at being in such close
orbit, but the Tsiolkovsky's research records will no doubt
predict the time of the star's final collapse.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
The strange contaminant that led to the deaths of the
Tsiolkovsky crew is now aboard the Enterprise. And our
engineering section has been commandeered by young Wesley
Crusher.
Ship's Log, First Officer Riker:
Enterprise will be destroyed unless it can be moved out of
the path of the star material hurtling toward us. Our only hope
is for Lt. Commander Data, in the time we have left, to regain
his senses and reconnect engine power to the bridge.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41235.25:
Our location: planet Ligon II, source of a rare vaccine
needed on Federation planet Styrus IV. Starfleet has instructed
me to engage in a friendly visit and open treaty negotiations to
acquire this medicinal substance.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41235.32:
I am concerned. Over a full day of waiting with no response
from Lutan. We are now testing whether they are aware of our
sensors probing them. So far, we believe we have pinpointed
Lutan's government compound.
Ship's Log, First Officer Riker reporting:
We've been informed of the challenge to Lt. Yar and are
maintaining combat readiness around the clock. We are probingÔ h) Ô Lutan's compound deeply with our sensors now-- still unnoticed.
First Officer's Log, supplemental:
Captain Picard, faced with the critical need for a vaccine
produced on this planet, has allowed Lt. Natasha Yar to engage in
a fight to the death. I have yet to understand his reasoning or
his plan.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41242.4:
Our last assignment has taken us into the remote Omicron
Theta star system, home of our android crew member Lt. Commander
Data. Although we're due at our next assignment, I have decided
to visit Data's home planet for a few hours in the hopes of
un
raveling some of the mystery of his beginnings.
First Officer's Log:
We have found Data's home to be a completely dead world
bound to lifeless vegetation; no insects, not even soil bacteria.
What is it that could kill everything on an entire planet?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41242.45:
Despite having only a few hours in which to explore Data's
home planet, we have discovered something which may explain
Data's beginnings, if we can properly assemble and communicate
with what we've found.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41242.5:
Thanks to Lore's report, we now know what happened to the
colonists. Beginning with a child's drawing, enhanced by Lore's
description, our computer has constructed the image of a great
crystalline entity which feeds on life. Insatiably ravenous for
the life force found in living forms, capable of stripping all
life from an entire world.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41249.3:
We have orbitted the two major planets of the Beta Renner
system, taking aboard delegates from those two worlds. Since
achieving spaceflight, their major lifeforms, the Antigans and
the Selay, have become deadly enemies, but both have also applied
f
or admission into our Federation. We are to deliver these
delegates to this sector's neutral conference planet, called
Parliament, in the hope their dispute can be resolved.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41249.4:
I've ordered an immediate investigation into the death of
Asst. Chief Engineer Singh. We continue to run on impulse power.
First Officer's Log, Supplemental:
After meeting with the senior officers, Dr. Crusher and I
have decided to approach the captain regarding his recent
behavior.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41249.4: Ô h) ÔŒ More than an hour has passed since the Captain beamed out,
energy only. Every effort has been made to determine his
whereabouts.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41255.6:
After delivering a party of Earth colonists to the Stranab
solar system, we have discovered another Class-M planet in the
adjoining Rubicam star system. We are now in orbit there, having
determined it to be inhabited as well as unusually lovely. My
first officer has taken an Away Team down to make contact and
they are in the process of returning to the ship.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
We are in orbit of the planet designated Rubicam Three, the
home of a lifeform who call themselves the Edo. Our Away Team,
including Wesley Crusher, has beamed down to make some
arrangements concerning some well earned recreation.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41255.9:
Whatever the object, or vessel, in orbit with us, it hangs
there like a nemesis. It is one thing to communicate with
something mysterious, but it is quite another to be silently
observed by it. I am concerned whether it understands the same
concept
of reason that we do.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.1:
We have rendezvoused with the USS Fearless, from which a
Starfleet propulsion expert and his assistant are beaming over to
conduct tests on the Enterprise's warp drive engines. They have
completed similar adjustments on two other Starfleet vessels.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.2:
This will be a rather unusual log entry, assuming Starfleet
ever receives it. As I have already informed my crew, a
phenomenal surge of power during a warp speed experiment has sent
our starship hurtling out of our own galaxy and past another,
takin
g us over 2,700,000 light years in a few minutes.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.3:
Instead of returning to our own galaxy, the Enterprise has
gone forward to a place in the universe which is uncharted and
unknown. Our present position puts us at over a billion
light-years from our galaxy.
Captains Log, supplemental:
Our position is unknown, and our only chance of returning
to the known universe is a dying alien who is generally humanoid,
but with a physiology sufficiently different from our own to
create medical problems in caring for him.
Captain's Log:
Any time entry is meaningless. We have no choice but to
repeat the same warp experiment, but with one variation. A
principle part of this warp formula will be the thoughts ofÔ h) Ô everyone aboard the Enterprise. We have no idea e
xactly how this
works, we understand only that the Traveler makes use of this
somehow. It will be most important that those aboard avoid
random thoughts that might change the reality of what we're
attempting to do.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.4:
For outstanding performance in the best Starfleet tradition,
Wesley Crusher is made acting-ensign, with the duties and
privileges of that rank.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41294.5:
Our destination: the Class-M Beta Cassius planet known
simply as "Haven". It is a world so renowned for its peaceful
beauty that some believe it to have mystical healing powers. We
will rest and relax--all too briefly, I fear.
Captain's Personal Log:
I trust my concern over the problems of Ship's Counselor
Troi are not based merely on losing a highly valuable crewmember,
but it seems to me that she's trapped by a custom of her
homeworld which the facts of twenty-fourth century life have made
unwi
se and unworkable. I wish I could intervene.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
All attempts at warning off the Tarellian ship have failed.
They still refuse to communicate, and I am growing concerned.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41294.6:
Orbitting Haven with the Tarellian vessel locked in our
tractor beam. Question: what strange combination of circumstances
has caused a woman out of someone's imagination to appear on the
plague ship?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41309.5:
We are in orbit around Persephone Five where I have been
sent to confer with Admiral Mark Jameson in regard to an
extraordinary situation.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41365.9:
The Enterprise has been ordered to Starbase 74 in orbit
around Tarsus Three. A routine maintenance check of all systems
will be made, certain upgrades completed, including the holodeck,
with which we've had problems. I anticipate a glowing report.
The ship has performed magnificently--beyond anyone's
expectations.
Ship's Log, supplemental:
This is Lt. Commander Data. I have put the ship on automated
departure and ordered the complete evacuation of the Enterprise.
Everyone remaining is leaving on foot or beaming off.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41386.4:
We're in pursuit of a starship of Ferengi design. OurÔ h) Ô mission is to intercept and recover a T-9 energy converter which
the Ferengi stole from an unmanned monitor post on Gamma Tauri
Four. A theft which automatic scanners recorded
, providing us
with the long-awaited opportunity to make close contact with a
Ferengi vessel. If we succeed in this chase it will be
Starfleet's first look at a lifeform which, discounting rumor, we
know almost nothing about.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41386.5:
It is with a heavy heart that I have offered to meet
whatever reasonable and necessary terms demanded by the Ferengi.
I fear for my people and my vessel in the event the unknown
Ferengi ask the unreasonable. How can I oppose even unreasonable
demand
s?
Captain's Log, supplemental:
In orbit about a mysterious planet whose unexplained force
field has seized us with a power almost beyond imagination. If
there is a solution to this it almost certainly will involve
cooperation from the Ferengi.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
It is now six hours since our Away Team beamed down to the
planet's surface. On the Enterprise, our condition is rapidly
worsening. Ordinarily, with reserve power alone we could maintain
life-support for several months, but the force holding us has
c
losed down all engines and is draining our reserve power, too.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41416.2:
We are orbitting Relva Seven, where Wesley Crusher is about
to be tested for entrance into Starfleet Academy. And, to my
great surprise, I have just learned that my old friend Admiral
Gregory Quinn is on Relva Seven and has requested to be beamed
abo
ard the Enterprise immediately.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41463.9:
While mapping the Pleaides cluster we have been asked by the
Federation to visit a group terraforming Velara Three.
Communications have been erratic and there is some concern about
their welfare.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41464.3:
What began as a routine visit to a terraforming site has
turned into something far more serious. Arthur Malenson, the
hydraulics engineer, has been critically injured by a
laser-drill, which appears to have malfunctioned.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41464.3:
The startling discovery of a possible lifeform has been
beamed aboard so that its true nature might be uncovered. But,
unlike life on Earth and elsewhere, it appears to be completely
inorganic.
Captain's Log, Supplemental: Ô h) ÔŒ The lifeform from Velara Three has apparently taken over our
medical lab.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
The lifeform, which has significantly increased in size, is
again attempting to communicate with us. We have visual contact
with the lab, but our attempts to restore communications with
this "microbrain", as we have come to call it, have been
unsucc
essful. One thing that is certain however: this lifeform
has declared war on us.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41464.8:
I have declared an indefinite quarantine from Velara Three
and we are now returning to starbase with the three surviving
terraformers. Perhaps the lesson we have learned from this
near-tregedy will prevent it from happening elsewhere.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41503.7:
We have entered the Neutral Zone, where a Telarian freighter
has been severely damaged in a battle. I have sent an Away Team
to investigate.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41509.1:
Either by chance or intent, we have been led to the planet
Aldea, which appeared out of nowhere hidden behind a
sophisticated shielding device.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
We remain in orbit around Aldea. It's becoming all too
evident that talk will not effect the return of our children. We
must neutralize the Aldean shield. Until then we're helpless.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41512.4:
We are twenty hours away from Aldea and no closer to a
solution. Their deliberate show of force pushed us out of orbit
and could've easily disintegrated the ship.
Chief Medical Officer's Log, Stardate 41512.9:
I've begun to suspect that whatever is killing the Aldeans
is related to a danger faced by Earth in the twenty-first
century. Can it be that Aldea's ozone layer has been weakened?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41590.5:
Having dropped off Counselor Troi at Starbase G-6 for a
shuttle visit home, we were fortunately close to the Sigma Three
solar system when its Federation colony transmitted an urgent
call for medical help. An accidental explosion has devastated a
min
ing operation there.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Our rescue mission to the Sigma Three solar system has been
halted by an immense grid and an untimely visit from Q.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41591.4: Ô h) ÔŒ Twelve minutes out from Quadra Sigma Three where the
survivors of an underground disaster desperately need our help.
Aboard the Enterprise First Officer William T. Riker needs help
nearly as bad
ly, but this is a subject far out of my
experience--out of any human's experience.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41601.3:
We are crossing through the Zed Lappis sector where we will
rendezvous with shuttlecraft 13 carrying Deanna Troi, who is
returning from a conference. Because engineering is involved in
preventative maintenance on our dilithium crystals, we are
presen
tly travelling on impulse power.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
We've lost all contact with shuttlecraft 13, and can only
assume they've crash-landed on Veigra Two. Meanwhile, main
engineering is trying to return us to warp power.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
While on a mission to rescue survivors from an unexplained
shuttle crash, the Away Team has encountered a strange creature
which seems able to assume different forms, including one which
resembles humanoid.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
There's grave danger to the crew on Veigra Two. My first
officer is missing--attacked by this entity known as Armus.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41602.1:
The shuttlecraft has been destroyed to prevent any
possibility of Armus leaving the planet. Vegra Two will be
declared off-limits. But the damage has been done. One of the
saddest duties I've ever had to perform is now ahead of me.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41636.9:
As feared, our examination of the seven-year overdue
Federation freighter Odin, disabled by an asteroid collision,
revealed no life signs. However, three escape pods were missing
suggesting the possibility of survivors.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Our Away Team has beamed down to an unusual matriarchal
society where the female is as aggressively dominant as the male
gender was on Earth hundreds of years ago. Here, the female is
the hunter, the soldier, larger and stronger than the male. An
arr
angement considered most sensible and natural.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41697.9:
We're en route to Sarona Eight for some much-needed shore
leave. On a personal note, I've allowed myself the luxury of a
head start.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41723.9:
In response to a Starfleet order we are in the Zendi SabuÔ h) Ô star system, having rendezvoused with a Ferengi vessel which has
requested a meeting. Although we arrived here and made
appropriate signals to the Ferengi three days ago,
they have so
far responded only with the message, "Stand by, Enterprise".
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Bok and his officers have returned to their vessel, inviting
us now to officially take possession of the Stargazer.
Ship's Log, Supplemental:
Captain Picard has beamed himself to the Stargazer, which is
now moving away from us under its own power.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41753.3:
On a fairly routine mission to document the questioned
existence of the legendary planet Faltos in Sector 90.2, the
Enterprise and her crew encountered a renegade starship and the
omnipotent entity Q. As a safety precaution, the saucer section
of our
ship, along with non-commissioned civilian passengers, was
jetisoned. Subsequently, the saucer was lost in space for several
hours and has since--inexplicably--returned and joined the
stardrive section of the Enterprise. Simultaneously--and perhaps
as a
direct corollary to the saucer's return--Q has discovered
himself stripped of any and all powers he once might have
possessed. Distraught, Q attempted suicide. But in a struggle to
prevent such an action, Lieutenant J.G. Geordi LaForge has been
struck
down by phaser fire meant to destroy Q.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41753.9:
With Lieutenant LaForge miraculously returned to perfect
health and Reglech and his surviving colonists handed over to
Federation authorities, the Enterprise embarks on its long
delayed mission to record the existence of the elusive planet
Faltos. An
d as ridiculous as this sounds, I cannot help feeling
we could've used someone like Q at our side on this trek.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41775.5:
We are en route to the ocean-world Pacifica. While our
mission is scientific in nature, we look forward to the warm blue
waters and fine beaches that make Pacifica a jewel of the galaxy.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
The death of Walker Keel has had a powerful impact on me. I
now believe there may be a cancer growing within the ranks of
Starfleet. As a result, I have alerted my executive officer to
the suspicions voiced by Keel and the others.
Captain's Personal Log, Supplemental:
While it is quite unusual for a starship to return to Earth,
we seem to be left with no other choice. I have apprised the
remaining bridge crew of our situation.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41780.2: Ô h) ÔŒ How difficult after all these years of learning to respect
life to be forced to destroy it, but there seems to be no
alternative. Admiral Quinn is expected to make a full
recovery--there is no tr
ace of the parasite which took control of
him. We'll never know how many of these lifeforms infiltrated
Starfleet, but it seems they could not survive without the
mother creature which had taken over Commander Remmick.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41798.2:
We have been ordered by Starfleet to proceed to the Lorenze
Cluster, and investigate the disappearance of the light-cruiser
USS Drake, which was in that system trying to unravel a mystery
of its own, which began when recent long-range probes indicate
d
that all intelligent life on the planet Minos had disappeared.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
I've ordered an Away Team to beam down to Minos to
investigate the disappearance of the Drake. Although there are no
signs of intelligent life coming from this heavily-forested
planet, I'm far from certain that it is devoid of danger.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Some kind of weapon, which, for a time, took the form of
Captain Paul Rice, has enveloped Commander Riker.
Ship's Log, Supplemental, Lt. LaForge in command:
I am unable to beam up the Away Team due to an unseen
assailant attacking the ship. To make matters worse, Chief
Engineer Logan is on his way to the bridge, and he's not paying a
courtesy call.
Ship's Log, Supplemental, Lt. LaForge in command of the stardrive
section:
After seperating from the saucer, we have returned to Minos
to rescue the Away Team. Unfortunately, I have only one option
left, and it's a long-shot.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41986.0:
We are awaiting the return of Captain Picard, who was
summoned to Starbase 718 for an emergency conference. Meanwhile,
our sensors have been monitoring an ancient capsule floating in
our vicinity which appears to be from Earth.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
We have arrived at the edge of the Neutral Zone, where we
will now have an opportunity to learn first-hand what happened to
our distant outpost.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41997.7:
We are about to make a brief, but necessary, contact with
the Jarada, a reclusive insect-like race known for its
idiosyncratic attitude toward protocol. The Jarada demand a
precise greeting, in this case, from Captain Picard. Their
language is most
unusual--the slightest mispronunciation is Ô h)
ÔŒregarded as an insult.
Captain's Personal Log:
I'm entering the ship's holodeck, where images of reality
can be created by our computer. Highly useful in crew training,
highly enjoyable when used for games and recreation.
Captain's Personal Log:
I'm delighted with how the holodeck has created the
fictional world of Dixon Hill, the twentieth century detective
who's been a hero of mine since childhood. The characters I meet
are generated by the computer, of course, yet they feel
real--they see
m real in every way.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
The Jaradan rendezvous is still eleven hours away. I'm
about to re-enter the world of Dixon Hill, this time properly
dressed. An experience like this is more enjoyable when shared,
so I've invited our fiction expert Whelan to accompany me. Dr.
Crus
her will join us shortly.
Ship's Log, Supplemental:
Because of a breakdown in the holodeck, we are unable to
contact the Captain.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42120.3:
The Enterprise and my crew are en route from Syntagus Theluv
to Federation Starbase 33 for standard debriefing and
maintenance. We had hoped to be there before the holidays were
upon us, but you might say that Fate's lights have been against
us most
of the way.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42125.7:
Having successfully introduced the Creeg, a race of energy
siphons, to our Federation on Tarod, the Enterprise makes its way
on impulse power to Faltos, the first planet outside the charted
periphery of Sector 90.2. That is, of course, assuming that
Faltos exists at all. She has always been more legend than
certainty. Embarking on a newly issued assignment always leads
to a mixture of emotions for my crew--most paradoxically,
anticipation AND trepidation. Never knowing, yet needing to know
what lies ahead drives us-- and caution governed by reason keeps
us returning home time after time. But to do any good at all in
thi
s day and age, the Federation needs factual information--and
it's our job to bring it back. In this instance, Faltos is the
unknown which lies ahead--and barring any side-tracking, the
Enterprise will be able to tell the Federation what it needs to
know b
y 42150.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42134.6:
The USS Enterprise is on the verge of Space Sector 90.2, AND
on the verge of documenting the existence of the legendary planet
Faltos. Or not, if it is indeed a mythical place simply conjured
up for ancient fables and fanciful fairy tales, as some fe
ar. ItÔ h) Ô had taken our ship several standard months to reach this rim of
charted space and it is now only a matter of hours before we'll
know whether or not the Federation had wasted its time on this
mission.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42141.1:
In a way, it is fitting that the imperfections of humanity
will still be unable to reach the paradise of Faltos...since we
remain unable to chart its precise whereabouts. The Federation
will have to be content with the knowledge that they now have a
shipload of people who've been to Faltos and back, and who were
now able to contribute to Faltos' already faultless legend.
Captain's Log Stardate 42568.8:
Á
ÁSince Anya's powers of transformation apparently gave her
the ability to escape her guards unnoticed, we have sealed her
quarters with a force field that will contain her no matter how
small a form she may take.
1st Officer's Log Stardate 42761.3:
Á
ÁWe have not been able to determine why or how Captain Picard
left the Enterprise. We can't even be certain if he is in the
missing shuttle; although that is the assumption on which we are
proceeding. For the last 6 hours, we've been searching with
out
success.
Captain's Log Stardate 42761.9:
Á
ÁDespite Guinan's warning I feel compelled to investigate
this unexplored sector of the galaxy before heading back.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁWe have been attacked without provocation by a race which
Guinan calls the Borg. It appears that we have neutralized their
vessel. Commander Riker is leading an away team in an attempt to
learn more about them.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁWe are unable to maintain the gap between the gap and the
Borg ship.
Captain's Log Stardate 42779.1:
Á
ÁWe're on route to the Epsylon 9 sector for an astronomical
survey of a new pulsar cluster. In the meantime Ensign Crusher
will be diverting to starbase 515 for Starfleet exams.
Captain's Personal Log Stardate 42779.5:
Á
ÁWe have arrived at starbase 515. I'm still quite uneasy
despite assurances that this medical procedure poses little risk.
Captain's Log Stardate 42901.3:
Á
ÁDespite their cloaking shields we have located the Klingon
vessel Tong. In an effort to avoid further confrontation we are
about to implement the option presented by leiutenant Worf.
Ô h) ÔŒCaptain's Log Stardate 42923.4:
Á
ÁDespite misgivings, I have agreed to Starfleet's request
that the Enterprise divert to the Brath Loka system to take part
in a wargame exercise. Joining us as observer and mediator is
the Zackdorn master stratagest Syrma Corami.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁDue to a miscalculation on my part the Enterprise has been
subjected to a surprise attack by the Ferengi. I find myself
with little time to decide the fate of 40 of my crew stranded
aboard the derelict Hathaway.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁWith the transporter repaired, and my crew safely back
aboard we have officially ended our first starfleet battle
simulation.
Captain's Log Stardate 42976.1:
Á
ÁDuring a geological survey on Servanta 4, Commander Riker
has become infected by an unidentified microbe.
Medical Log Stardate 42976.3:
Á
ÁI can't keep the alien infection from spreading to Commander
Riker's brain. Once there it will kill him by dampening neural
impulses. The only way I can keep him alive is to force the
neurons to stay active by stimulating them directly with
electr
ical impulses.
Medical Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁCommander Riker's condition is still critical. I've
discovered a way to reverse the infection's growth rate, but I
may be too late.
Captain's Log Stardate 43125.8:
Á
ÁWe've entered a spectacular binary star system in the Cavis
Alpha sector on a most critical mission of astrophysical
research. Our eminent guest, Dr. Paul Stubbs will attempt to
study the decay of neutronium expelled at relativistic speeds
from a m
assive stellar explosion which will occur here in a
matter of hours.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁOur computer core has clearly been tampered with. And yet
there is no sign of a breech of security on board. We have
engines back and will attempt to complete our mission. But
without a reliable computer Dr. Subbs' experiment is in serious
jepard
y.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁDr. Stubbs has used his influence to have planet Cavis Alpha
4 designated the new home of the Nanyte civilization. Commander
Data's neural network has been vacated; he has been returned to
us unharmed. And with the help of the Nanytes, our compute
r core
has been reconstructed in time for the experiment.Ô h)
Ԍ
Captain's Log Stardate 43152.4:
Á
ÁWe are cautiously entering the Delta Rana star system 3 days
after receiving a distress call from the federation colony on its
forth planet. The Galva transmission reported the colony under
attack from an unidentified space craft. Our mission is o
ne of
rescue, and if necessary confrontation with a hostile force.
Captain's Log Stardate 43153.7:
Á
ÁWe are departing the Rana star system for starbase 133. We
leave behind a being of extraoridinary power and conscience. I'm
not certain if he should be praised or condemned; only that he
should be left alone.
Captain's Log Stardate 45614.6:
Á
ÁWe have been contacted by an indogenous race called the
Jenai to investigate the mysterious disappearance of one of their
shuttlecrafts.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁThe sudden disappearance of our probe suggests that we may
have found the first instance of what is called null space, an
anomoly which until now has been only theoretical. Commander
Riker has been working around the clock with a team of Jenai
spec
ialists to formalize this hypothesis.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁCommander Riker and the Jenai pilot have set out to chart
the null space pocket. If they are successful we can then
proceed with a rescue attempt.
Captain's Log Stardate 45620.4:
Á
ÁIn the hope that a detailed map of the null space will
prevent the loss of other ships, we remain in orbit of Jenai
charting the anomoly.
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This file will be updated monthly, and will include log
entries from
the new novels and the episodes that will start next season.
S.S.
First Entry. These are the voyages of the starship
Enterprise. Her continuing mission: to explore strange new
worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly
go where no one has gone before.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.7:
Our destination is planet Deneb IV, beyond which lies the
great unexplored mass of the galaxy. My orders are to examine
Farpoint, a starbase built there by the inhabitants of that
world. Meanwhile, I am becoming better acquainted with my new
command
, this Galaxy-class USS Enterprise. I am still somewhat in
awe of its size and complexity. As for my crew, we are short in
several key positions, most notably a first officer, but I am
informed that a highly experienced man, one Commander William
Riker, w
ill be waiting to join the ship at our Deneb IV
destination.
Captain's Log, supplementary:
The frozen form of Lt. Torres has been rushed to sickbay.
The question now is the incredible power of the "Q" being. Do we
dare oppose it?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.7:
Preparing to detach saucer-section so that families and the
majority of the ship's company can seek relative safety, while
the vessel's star drive, containing the battle bridge and main
armaments will turn back and confront the mystery that is
threat
ening us.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.73:
At this moment I am transferring command to the battleªbridge.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41153.75:
Moment of seperation. We are now free to face the hostile.
Personal Log, Commander William Riker, Stardate 41153.7:
The USS Hood has dropped me off at Farpoint Station, where I
await the arrival of the new USS Enterprise, to which I have been
assigned as first officer. Meanwhile, I have been asked to visit
the Farpoint administrator's office in the Old City.
Personal Log, Stardate 41153.8:
Of the twenty-four hours Q allotted us to prove ourselves,
eleven have now passed without incident. And yet I cannot forget
Q's prediction that we will face some critical test.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41174.2:
The agreement for the rebuilding of Farpoint Station has
been completed per my instructions.
Ô h) ÔŒCaptain's Log, Stardate 41187.5:
The USS Enterprise slices through the pitch thickness of an
unmapped sector like a shaft. Her own legend, and those of her
predecessors, serving us as fuel for this and all her subsequent
missions. Manned by Federation officers and crew who enginee
red
each step of our quest for understanding propelling us further
and deeper than ever before in a seemingly endless thirst for
knowledge and harmony. Travelling with us the constant reminder
of why we're out here--families, most notably children. The
g
enerations of the future who deserve to know what's out here in
order to press on. Their very presence is my pressure to
perform--our need to succeed. That's what drives each and every
one of my bridge crew.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41209.2:
We are running at warp seven to rendezvous with the science
vessel SS Tsiolkovsky, which has been routinely monitoring the
collapse of a red supergiant star into a white dwarf. What has
brought us here is a series of strange messages indicating
some
thing has gone wrong aboard the research vessel.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
We are downloading the research information gathered on the
collapsing star nearby. I am concerned at being in such close
orbit, but the Tsiolkovsky's research records will no doubt
predict the time of the star's final collapse.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
The strange contaminant that led to the deaths of the
Tsiolkovsky crew is now aboard the Enterprise. And our
engineering section has been commandeered by young Wesley
Crusher.
Ship's Log, First Officer Riker:
Enterprise will be destroyed unless it can be moved out of
the path of the star material hurtling toward us. Our only hope
is for Lt. Commander Data, in the time we have left, to regain
his senses and reconnect engine power to the bridge.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41235.25:
Our location: planet Ligon II, source of a rare vaccine
needed on Federation planet Styrus IV. Starfleet has instructed
me to engage in a friendly visit and open treaty negotiations to
acquire this medicinal substance.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41235.32:
I am concerned. Over a full day of waiting with no response
from Lutan. We are now testing whether they are aware of our
sensors probing them. So far, we believe we have pinpointed
Lutan's government compound.
Ship's Log, First Officer Riker reporting:
We've been informed of the challenge to Lt. Yar and are
maintaining combat readiness around the clock. We are probingÔ h) Ô Lutan's compound deeply with our sensors now-- still unnoticed.
First Officer's Log, supplemental:
Captain Picard, faced with the critical need for a vaccine
produced on this planet, has allowed Lt. Natasha Yar to engage in
a fight to the death. I have yet to understand his reasoning or
his plan.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41242.4:
Our last assignment has taken us into the remote Omicron
Theta star system, home of our android crew member Lt. Commander
Data. Although we're due at our next assignment, I have decided
to visit Data's home planet for a few hours in the hopes of
un
raveling some of the mystery of his beginnings.
First Officer's Log:
We have found Data's home to be a completely dead world
bound to lifeless vegetation; no insects, not even soil bacteria.
What is it that could kill everything on an entire planet?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41242.45:
Despite having only a few hours in which to explore Data's
home planet, we have discovered something which may explain
Data's beginnings, if we can properly assemble and communicate
with what we've found.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41242.5:
Thanks to Lore's report, we now know what happened to the
colonists. Beginning with a child's drawing, enhanced by Lore's
description, our computer has constructed the image of a great
crystalline entity which feeds on life. Insatiably ravenous for
the life force found in living forms, capable of stripping all
life from an entire world.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41249.3:
We have orbitted the two major planets of the Beta Renner
system, taking aboard delegates from those two worlds. Since
achieving spaceflight, their major lifeforms, the Antigans and
the Selay, have become deadly enemies, but both have also applied
f
or admission into our Federation. We are to deliver these
delegates to this sector's neutral conference planet, called
Parliament, in the hope their dispute can be resolved.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41249.4:
I've ordered an immediate investigation into the death of
Asst. Chief Engineer Singh. We continue to run on impulse power.
First Officer's Log, Supplemental:
After meeting with the senior officers, Dr. Crusher and I
have decided to approach the captain regarding his recent
behavior.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41249.4: Ô h) ÔŒ More than an hour has passed since the Captain beamed out,
energy only. Every effort has been made to determine his
whereabouts.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41255.6:
After delivering a party of Earth colonists to the Stranab
solar system, we have discovered another Class-M planet in the
adjoining Rubicam star system. We are now in orbit there, having
determined it to be inhabited as well as unusually lovely. My
first officer has taken an Away Team down to make contact and
they are in the process of returning to the ship.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
We are in orbit of the planet designated Rubicam Three, the
home of a lifeform who call themselves the Edo. Our Away Team,
including Wesley Crusher, has beamed down to make some
arrangements concerning some well earned recreation.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41255.9:
Whatever the object, or vessel, in orbit with us, it hangs
there like a nemesis. It is one thing to communicate with
something mysterious, but it is quite another to be silently
observed by it. I am concerned whether it understands the same
concept
of reason that we do.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.1:
We have rendezvoused with the USS Fearless, from which a
Starfleet propulsion expert and his assistant are beaming over to
conduct tests on the Enterprise's warp drive engines. They have
completed similar adjustments on two other Starfleet vessels.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.2:
This will be a rather unusual log entry, assuming Starfleet
ever receives it. As I have already informed my crew, a
phenomenal surge of power during a warp speed experiment has sent
our starship hurtling out of our own galaxy and past another,
takin
g us over 2,700,000 light years in a few minutes.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.3:
Instead of returning to our own galaxy, the Enterprise has
gone forward to a place in the universe which is uncharted and
unknown. Our present position puts us at over a billion
light-years from our galaxy.
Captains Log, supplemental:
Our position is unknown, and our only chance of returning
to the known universe is a dying alien who is generally humanoid,
but with a physiology sufficiently different from our own to
create medical problems in caring for him.
Captain's Log:
Any time entry is meaningless. We have no choice but to
repeat the same warp experiment, but with one variation. A
principle part of this warp formula will be the thoughts ofÔ h) Ô everyone aboard the Enterprise. We have no idea e
xactly how this
works, we understand only that the Traveler makes use of this
somehow. It will be most important that those aboard avoid
random thoughts that might change the reality of what we're
attempting to do.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41263.4:
For outstanding performance in the best Starfleet tradition,
Wesley Crusher is made acting-ensign, with the duties and
privileges of that rank.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41294.5:
Our destination: the Class-M Beta Cassius planet known
simply as "Haven". It is a world so renowned for its peaceful
beauty that some believe it to have mystical healing powers. We
will rest and relax--all too briefly, I fear.
Captain's Personal Log:
I trust my concern over the problems of Ship's Counselor
Troi are not based merely on losing a highly valuable crewmember,
but it seems to me that she's trapped by a custom of her
homeworld which the facts of twenty-fourth century life have made
unwi
se and unworkable. I wish I could intervene.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
All attempts at warning off the Tarellian ship have failed.
They still refuse to communicate, and I am growing concerned.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41294.6:
Orbitting Haven with the Tarellian vessel locked in our
tractor beam. Question: what strange combination of circumstances
has caused a woman out of someone's imagination to appear on the
plague ship?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41309.5:
We are in orbit around Persephone Five where I have been
sent to confer with Admiral Mark Jameson in regard to an
extraordinary situation.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41365.9:
The Enterprise has been ordered to Starbase 74 in orbit
around Tarsus Three. A routine maintenance check of all systems
will be made, certain upgrades completed, including the holodeck,
with which we've had problems. I anticipate a glowing report.
The ship has performed magnificently--beyond anyone's
expectations.
Ship's Log, supplemental:
This is Lt. Commander Data. I have put the ship on automated
departure and ordered the complete evacuation of the Enterprise.
Everyone remaining is leaving on foot or beaming off.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41386.4:
We're in pursuit of a starship of Ferengi design. OurÔ h) Ô mission is to intercept and recover a T-9 energy converter which
the Ferengi stole from an unmanned monitor post on Gamma Tauri
Four. A theft which automatic scanners recorded
, providing us
with the long-awaited opportunity to make close contact with a
Ferengi vessel. If we succeed in this chase it will be
Starfleet's first look at a lifeform which, discounting rumor, we
know almost nothing about.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41386.5:
It is with a heavy heart that I have offered to meet
whatever reasonable and necessary terms demanded by the Ferengi.
I fear for my people and my vessel in the event the unknown
Ferengi ask the unreasonable. How can I oppose even unreasonable
demand
s?
Captain's Log, supplemental:
In orbit about a mysterious planet whose unexplained force
field has seized us with a power almost beyond imagination. If
there is a solution to this it almost certainly will involve
cooperation from the Ferengi.
Captain's Log, supplemental:
It is now six hours since our Away Team beamed down to the
planet's surface. On the Enterprise, our condition is rapidly
worsening. Ordinarily, with reserve power alone we could maintain
life-support for several months, but the force holding us has
c
losed down all engines and is draining our reserve power, too.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41416.2:
We are orbitting Relva Seven, where Wesley Crusher is about
to be tested for entrance into Starfleet Academy. And, to my
great surprise, I have just learned that my old friend Admiral
Gregory Quinn is on Relva Seven and has requested to be beamed
abo
ard the Enterprise immediately.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41463.9:
While mapping the Pleaides cluster we have been asked by the
Federation to visit a group terraforming Velara Three.
Communications have been erratic and there is some concern about
their welfare.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41464.3:
What began as a routine visit to a terraforming site has
turned into something far more serious. Arthur Malenson, the
hydraulics engineer, has been critically injured by a
laser-drill, which appears to have malfunctioned.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41464.3:
The startling discovery of a possible lifeform has been
beamed aboard so that its true nature might be uncovered. But,
unlike life on Earth and elsewhere, it appears to be completely
inorganic.
Captain's Log, Supplemental: Ô h) ÔŒ The lifeform from Velara Three has apparently taken over our
medical lab.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
The lifeform, which has significantly increased in size, is
again attempting to communicate with us. We have visual contact
with the lab, but our attempts to restore communications with
this "microbrain", as we have come to call it, have been
unsucc
essful. One thing that is certain however: this lifeform
has declared war on us.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41464.8:
I have declared an indefinite quarantine from Velara Three
and we are now returning to starbase with the three surviving
terraformers. Perhaps the lesson we have learned from this
near-tregedy will prevent it from happening elsewhere.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41503.7:
We have entered the Neutral Zone, where a Telarian freighter
has been severely damaged in a battle. I have sent an Away Team
to investigate.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41509.1:
Either by chance or intent, we have been led to the planet
Aldea, which appeared out of nowhere hidden behind a
sophisticated shielding device.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
We remain in orbit around Aldea. It's becoming all too
evident that talk will not effect the return of our children. We
must neutralize the Aldean shield. Until then we're helpless.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41512.4:
We are twenty hours away from Aldea and no closer to a
solution. Their deliberate show of force pushed us out of orbit
and could've easily disintegrated the ship.
Chief Medical Officer's Log, Stardate 41512.9:
I've begun to suspect that whatever is killing the Aldeans
is related to a danger faced by Earth in the twenty-first
century. Can it be that Aldea's ozone layer has been weakened?
Captain's Log, Stardate 41590.5:
Having dropped off Counselor Troi at Starbase G-6 for a
shuttle visit home, we were fortunately close to the Sigma Three
solar system when its Federation colony transmitted an urgent
call for medical help. An accidental explosion has devastated a
min
ing operation there.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Our rescue mission to the Sigma Three solar system has been
halted by an immense grid and an untimely visit from Q.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41591.4: Ô h) ÔŒ Twelve minutes out from Quadra Sigma Three where the
survivors of an underground disaster desperately need our help.
Aboard the Enterprise First Officer William T. Riker needs help
nearly as bad
ly, but this is a subject far out of my
experience--out of any human's experience.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41601.3:
We are crossing through the Zed Lappis sector where we will
rendezvous with shuttlecraft 13 carrying Deanna Troi, who is
returning from a conference. Because engineering is involved in
preventative maintenance on our dilithium crystals, we are
presen
tly travelling on impulse power.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
We've lost all contact with shuttlecraft 13, and can only
assume they've crash-landed on Veigra Two. Meanwhile, main
engineering is trying to return us to warp power.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
While on a mission to rescue survivors from an unexplained
shuttle crash, the Away Team has encountered a strange creature
which seems able to assume different forms, including one which
resembles humanoid.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
There's grave danger to the crew on Veigra Two. My first
officer is missing--attacked by this entity known as Armus.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41602.1:
The shuttlecraft has been destroyed to prevent any
possibility of Armus leaving the planet. Vegra Two will be
declared off-limits. But the damage has been done. One of the
saddest duties I've ever had to perform is now ahead of me.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41636.9:
As feared, our examination of the seven-year overdue
Federation freighter Odin, disabled by an asteroid collision,
revealed no life signs. However, three escape pods were missing
suggesting the possibility of survivors.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Our Away Team has beamed down to an unusual matriarchal
society where the female is as aggressively dominant as the male
gender was on Earth hundreds of years ago. Here, the female is
the hunter, the soldier, larger and stronger than the male. An
arr
angement considered most sensible and natural.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41697.9:
We're en route to Sarona Eight for some much-needed shore
leave. On a personal note, I've allowed myself the luxury of a
head start.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41723.9:
In response to a Starfleet order we are in the Zendi SabuÔ h) Ô star system, having rendezvoused with a Ferengi vessel which has
requested a meeting. Although we arrived here and made
appropriate signals to the Ferengi three days ago,
they have so
far responded only with the message, "Stand by, Enterprise".
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Bok and his officers have returned to their vessel, inviting
us now to officially take possession of the Stargazer.
Ship's Log, Supplemental:
Captain Picard has beamed himself to the Stargazer, which is
now moving away from us under its own power.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41753.3:
On a fairly routine mission to document the questioned
existence of the legendary planet Faltos in Sector 90.2, the
Enterprise and her crew encountered a renegade starship and the
omnipotent entity Q. As a safety precaution, the saucer section
of our
ship, along with non-commissioned civilian passengers, was
jetisoned. Subsequently, the saucer was lost in space for several
hours and has since--inexplicably--returned and joined the
stardrive section of the Enterprise. Simultaneously--and perhaps
as a
direct corollary to the saucer's return--Q has discovered
himself stripped of any and all powers he once might have
possessed. Distraught, Q attempted suicide. But in a struggle to
prevent such an action, Lieutenant J.G. Geordi LaForge has been
struck
down by phaser fire meant to destroy Q.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41753.9:
With Lieutenant LaForge miraculously returned to perfect
health and Reglech and his surviving colonists handed over to
Federation authorities, the Enterprise embarks on its long
delayed mission to record the existence of the elusive planet
Faltos. An
d as ridiculous as this sounds, I cannot help feeling
we could've used someone like Q at our side on this trek.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41775.5:
We are en route to the ocean-world Pacifica. While our
mission is scientific in nature, we look forward to the warm blue
waters and fine beaches that make Pacifica a jewel of the galaxy.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
The death of Walker Keel has had a powerful impact on me. I
now believe there may be a cancer growing within the ranks of
Starfleet. As a result, I have alerted my executive officer to
the suspicions voiced by Keel and the others.
Captain's Personal Log, Supplemental:
While it is quite unusual for a starship to return to Earth,
we seem to be left with no other choice. I have apprised the
remaining bridge crew of our situation.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41780.2: Ô h) ÔŒ How difficult after all these years of learning to respect
life to be forced to destroy it, but there seems to be no
alternative. Admiral Quinn is expected to make a full
recovery--there is no tr
ace of the parasite which took control of
him. We'll never know how many of these lifeforms infiltrated
Starfleet, but it seems they could not survive without the
mother creature which had taken over Commander Remmick.
Captain's Log, Stardate 41798.2:
We have been ordered by Starfleet to proceed to the Lorenze
Cluster, and investigate the disappearance of the light-cruiser
USS Drake, which was in that system trying to unravel a mystery
of its own, which began when recent long-range probes indicate
d
that all intelligent life on the planet Minos had disappeared.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
I've ordered an Away Team to beam down to Minos to
investigate the disappearance of the Drake. Although there are no
signs of intelligent life coming from this heavily-forested
planet, I'm far from certain that it is devoid of danger.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
Some kind of weapon, which, for a time, took the form of
Captain Paul Rice, has enveloped Commander Riker.
Ship's Log, Supplemental, Lt. LaForge in command:
I am unable to beam up the Away Team due to an unseen
assailant attacking the ship. To make matters worse, Chief
Engineer Logan is on his way to the bridge, and he's not paying a
courtesy call.
Ship's Log, Supplemental, Lt. LaForge in command of the stardrive
section:
After seperating from the saucer, we have returned to Minos
to rescue the Away Team. Unfortunately, I have only one option
left, and it's a long-shot.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41986.0:
We are awaiting the return of Captain Picard, who was
summoned to Starbase 718 for an emergency conference. Meanwhile,
our sensors have been monitoring an ancient capsule floating in
our vicinity which appears to be from Earth.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
We have arrived at the edge of the Neutral Zone, where we
will now have an opportunity to learn first-hand what happened to
our distant outpost.
First Officer's Log, Stardate 41997.7:
We are about to make a brief, but necessary, contact with
the Jarada, a reclusive insect-like race known for its
idiosyncratic attitude toward protocol. The Jarada demand a
precise greeting, in this case, from Captain Picard. Their
language is most
unusual--the slightest mispronunciation is Ô h)
ÔŒregarded as an insult.
Captain's Personal Log:
I'm entering the ship's holodeck, where images of reality
can be created by our computer. Highly useful in crew training,
highly enjoyable when used for games and recreation.
Captain's Personal Log:
I'm delighted with how the holodeck has created the
fictional world of Dixon Hill, the twentieth century detective
who's been a hero of mine since childhood. The characters I meet
are generated by the computer, of course, yet they feel
real--they see
m real in every way.
Captain's Log, Supplemental:
The Jaradan rendezvous is still eleven hours away. I'm
about to re-enter the world of Dixon Hill, this time properly
dressed. An experience like this is more enjoyable when shared,
so I've invited our fiction expert Whelan to accompany me. Dr.
Crus
her will join us shortly.
Ship's Log, Supplemental:
Because of a breakdown in the holodeck, we are unable to
contact the Captain.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42120.3:
The Enterprise and my crew are en route from Syntagus Theluv
to Federation Starbase 33 for standard debriefing and
maintenance. We had hoped to be there before the holidays were
upon us, but you might say that Fate's lights have been against
us most
of the way.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42125.7:
Having successfully introduced the Creeg, a race of energy
siphons, to our Federation on Tarod, the Enterprise makes its way
on impulse power to Faltos, the first planet outside the charted
periphery of Sector 90.2. That is, of course, assuming that
Faltos exists at all. She has always been more legend than
certainty. Embarking on a newly issued assignment always leads
to a mixture of emotions for my crew--most paradoxically,
anticipation AND trepidation. Never knowing, yet needing to know
what lies ahead drives us-- and caution governed by reason keeps
us returning home time after time. But to do any good at all in
thi
s day and age, the Federation needs factual information--and
it's our job to bring it back. In this instance, Faltos is the
unknown which lies ahead--and barring any side-tracking, the
Enterprise will be able to tell the Federation what it needs to
know b
y 42150.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42134.6:
The USS Enterprise is on the verge of Space Sector 90.2, AND
on the verge of documenting the existence of the legendary planet
Faltos. Or not, if it is indeed a mythical place simply conjured
up for ancient fables and fanciful fairy tales, as some fe
ar. ItÔ h) Ô had taken our ship several standard months to reach this rim of
charted space and it is now only a matter of hours before we'll
know whether or not the Federation had wasted its time on this
mission.
Captain's Log, Stardate 42141.1:
In a way, it is fitting that the imperfections of humanity
will still be unable to reach the paradise of Faltos...since we
remain unable to chart its precise whereabouts. The Federation
will have to be content with the knowledge that they now have a
shipload of people who've been to Faltos and back, and who were
now able to contribute to Faltos' already faultless legend.
Captain's Log Stardate 42568.8:
Á
ÁSince Anya's powers of transformation apparently gave her
the ability to escape her guards unnoticed, we have sealed her
quarters with a force field that will contain her no matter how
small a form she may take.
1st Officer's Log Stardate 42761.3:
Á
ÁWe have not been able to determine why or how Captain Picard
left the Enterprise. We can't even be certain if he is in the
missing shuttle; although that is the assumption on which we are
proceeding. For the last 6 hours, we've been searching with
out
success.
Captain's Log Stardate 42761.9:
Á
ÁDespite Guinan's warning I feel compelled to investigate
this unexplored sector of the galaxy before heading back.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁWe have been attacked without provocation by a race which
Guinan calls the Borg. It appears that we have neutralized their
vessel. Commander Riker is leading an away team in an attempt to
learn more about them.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁWe are unable to maintain the gap between the gap and the
Borg ship.
Captain's Log Stardate 42779.1:
Á
ÁWe're on route to the Epsylon 9 sector for an astronomical
survey of a new pulsar cluster. In the meantime Ensign Crusher
will be diverting to starbase 515 for Starfleet exams.
Captain's Personal Log Stardate 42779.5:
Á
ÁWe have arrived at starbase 515. I'm still quite uneasy
despite assurances that this medical procedure poses little risk.
Captain's Log Stardate 42901.3:
Á
ÁDespite their cloaking shields we have located the Klingon
vessel Tong. In an effort to avoid further confrontation we are
about to implement the option presented by leiutenant Worf.
Ô h) ÔŒCaptain's Log Stardate 42923.4:
Á
ÁDespite misgivings, I have agreed to Starfleet's request
that the Enterprise divert to the Brath Loka system to take part
in a wargame exercise. Joining us as observer and mediator is
the Zackdorn master stratagest Syrma Corami.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁDue to a miscalculation on my part the Enterprise has been
subjected to a surprise attack by the Ferengi. I find myself
with little time to decide the fate of 40 of my crew stranded
aboard the derelict Hathaway.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁWith the transporter repaired, and my crew safely back
aboard we have officially ended our first starfleet battle
simulation.
Captain's Log Stardate 42976.1:
Á
ÁDuring a geological survey on Servanta 4, Commander Riker
has become infected by an unidentified microbe.
Medical Log Stardate 42976.3:
Á
ÁI can't keep the alien infection from spreading to Commander
Riker's brain. Once there it will kill him by dampening neural
impulses. The only way I can keep him alive is to force the
neurons to stay active by stimulating them directly with
electr
ical impulses.
Medical Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁCommander Riker's condition is still critical. I've
discovered a way to reverse the infection's growth rate, but I
may be too late.
Captain's Log Stardate 43125.8:
Á
ÁWe've entered a spectacular binary star system in the Cavis
Alpha sector on a most critical mission of astrophysical
research. Our eminent guest, Dr. Paul Stubbs will attempt to
study the decay of neutronium expelled at relativistic speeds
from a m
assive stellar explosion which will occur here in a
matter of hours.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁOur computer core has clearly been tampered with. And yet
there is no sign of a breech of security on board. We have
engines back and will attempt to complete our mission. But
without a reliable computer Dr. Subbs' experiment is in serious
jepard
y.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁDr. Stubbs has used his influence to have planet Cavis Alpha
4 designated the new home of the Nanyte civilization. Commander
Data's neural network has been vacated; he has been returned to
us unharmed. And with the help of the Nanytes, our compute
r core
has been reconstructed in time for the experiment.Ô h)
Ԍ
Captain's Log Stardate 43152.4:
Á
ÁWe are cautiously entering the Delta Rana star system 3 days
after receiving a distress call from the federation colony on its
forth planet. The Galva transmission reported the colony under
attack from an unidentified space craft. Our mission is o
ne of
rescue, and if necessary confrontation with a hostile force.
Captain's Log Stardate 43153.7:
Á
ÁWe are departing the Rana star system for starbase 133. We
leave behind a being of extraoridinary power and conscience. I'm
not certain if he should be praised or condemned; only that he
should be left alone.
Captain's Log Stardate 45614.6:
Á
ÁWe have been contacted by an indogenous race called the
Jenai to investigate the mysterious disappearance of one of their
shuttlecrafts.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁThe sudden disappearance of our probe suggests that we may
have found the first instance of what is called null space, an
anomoly which until now has been only theoretical. Commander
Riker has been working around the clock with a team of Jenai
spec
ialists to formalize this hypothesis.
Captain's Log Supplemental:
Á
ÁCommander Riker and the Jenai pilot have set out to chart
the null space pocket. If they are successful we can then
proceed with a rescue attempt.
Captain's Log Stardate 45620.4:
Á
ÁIn the hope that a detailed map of the null space will
prevent the loss of other ships, we remain in orbit of Jenai
charting the anomoly.
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This file will be updated monthly, and will include log
entries from
the new novels and the episodes that will start next season.
S.S.
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