Chapter 2: The Warning and The Coordinates
"The Borg? I don't like this Tia, this prophecy is already in motion!" hint of fear can be hear from Luna, she don't like this, after years trapped in the moon she now is free, free from the darkness of her heart and the moon... now she going to face possible the worst danger in the history of ponykind, no, the whole world...
"Resistance is, futile. I remember something like that in my vision..." both Celestia and Luna talked about the "Borg" menace and the missing ponies, for the first time in their immortal lives they WISHED that it was Chrysalis. Imagining mindless ponies with metal coming out of their body was a horrid thing.
"There is more, look…"
"NO! I won't see more of this!" Luna yelled with her Royal Canterlot Voice, this reaction startled the Regent of Sun, Luna soon regretted that.
"I'm sorry, but this... this is insane!" Luna was in verge of tears, she is the most desperate in this matter, felt like, those days as Nightmare Moon, seeing, witnessing how to make miserable her own subjects, her sister and, herself. promising eternal night and the death of the sun...
"I know this is hard to believe but... there is more" Celestia Continue reading
the stars answers and revert the mindless
Ferocity are in their side, with glory their mind
Strike like poison in the inside, rescue the fallen blood
The next page had four symbols; one looked like seal, multiples white points that looked like stars were inside of a blue circle with two elegant silver plants surrounding the circle. The next seal, three spikes or pointing blades in a triangular shape, the one pointing up was long and thin, the other two were shorts and pointing outwards and slightly down and curved in a counterclockwise direction. The other symbol was two large elegant green wings. Beneath these symbols there is one surrounded by darkness, a black cube with green points, the center of the cube has another symbol; it looked like a
weird but circular claw in red.
"These symbols, these looks like..."
"Flags, flags of nations or empires" completed Celestia. They looked each other before closing the book. Celestia began to package it, gaining a look from the confused Luna.
"What are you doing? That book is important" asked the princess of the night
"I'm send it to Twilight, she know how to read prophecies" she chuckled while writing a letter and send it with her magic along with the wrapped book.
"How? I know that she is very talented but how do you know that she will decipher the meaning of this prophecy?"
"I'm very sure that Twilight is capable in this task but, I'm more concerned now in the missing ponies. I’m going to talk with Shining Armor about this matter but first" she turned to Luna.
"Is it time to raise the moon, do you think?" She smiles warmly at Luna, the sisters trot to the nearest balcony to end the day and start the night.
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Celestia's Dream
"Luna, what did they do to you?" Luna lay on a bed in a coma, her fur pale and now maneless, her left eye was covered with a Borg implant, the optic of said implant glowed red, tubes and cables connected in the neck, head and the implant, her left foreleg replaced with a Borg prosthetic.
"We rescued her in time, the Borg were already finishing the assimilation." Princess of the sun turned around to see the one who is talking.
"Officer Te'lan! Thanks goodness you're here, how is my sister, please!" The creature look bipedal and it was clothed with a black and blue uniform, by the voice, was female and her body was slender, her face was emotionless but you can't read emotion in a Vulcan, right?
"She will be ok. We started to revert the assimilated parts of her body. Her mind was the only part of her that remained untouched." The Vulcan replied
"The Borg will pay deadly for this." said a familiar voice behind her. Then the princess woke up...
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Luna's Dream
"Wait! Please no! Keep -that- thing away from me, wait, WAIT- AAHH!!" Luna saw with fearful eyes how the Borg drag a bipedal creature, by the voice it was male, furless but his skin has healthy pale color and white hair with a pony tail on the head, the Borg trap him on a table.
And the assimilation begins...
"Leave Anther alone, you wretched monsters!" growl Luna, she was powerless, her horn and wings broken, trapped in a brig waiting for the Imminent assimilation to come.
"Prisoner 045, Prepare for assimilation, your resistance is futile." one the Borg guarding her said. How she got into this mess? her body is covered with bruisers and scars, her right hindleg burned by a Borg disruptor, make her unable to move and her left eye bleeding.
"You don't understand! You ALL don't understand! You’re not one of them, please stop!" she beg this time, a Borg appears in the door. But this time was different, it was a pony
"Negotiation is irrelevant. You will be assimilated." then the princess woke up...
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"Luna! Thanks goodness, you woke up!" Luna's vision was blurry thanks ot her tears but the voice was clear, it was Celestia, her vision recover only to see Celestia with tears too. Something was wrong.
"What's wrong, why are you crying?" She asked incredulously, knowing Celestia, she was always the calm and reasonable type, but looking at her that way was almost like seeing her using the Elements of Harmony against her again, the way that she regretted using the powerful artifacts.
"I just, wanted to see you... who is Anther?" asked Celestia her voice was weak and broken like she was crying for hours, but the question remains, who and what is Anther?
"I don't know Tia. But it was in my vision; I was defending him, from these monsters..." Luna notices something, her voice was raspy too? She had shouted in her sleep? Why?
"I got a good look at these Borg, sister. Also I got a good look at the one called "Anther" it was an alien" with these words she expected Celestia to gasp or be at the least, surprised, but she wasn't,she was staring on her until she respond the word come from her was completely alien to her.
"Yes, I got a good look of one of them... Te'lan I think that was her name, she was healing you" she shifts her view trying not to remember that horrid sight of her sister becoming one of these horrors.
"Curing me, from what?"
"The, Assimilation" Luna eyes went wide from the words that she heard, Assimilated?! her?! Visions are future tellers but... her sister was a step ahead from her?! Wait... she said 'curing the assimilation?'
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Back an Earth, in Earth Space Dock
"I have new orders for you Vice Admirals!" Admiral Jorel Quinn said while standing at the podium, many Starfleet captains and officers sat in their respective chairs in the conference hall, the admirals near to the podium waiting patiently for the Fleet Admiral to speak.
"As you know, the Borg are retreating, but not completely." Behind the Admiral, the image of the M-class comes on the screen with the data collected from the sphere. There were murmurs and whispers. All these were silenced by another image from the screen, four types of quadrupeds with data next to them.
"The Borg are interested in these natives from the new world that we now designated: Equinux. The reason what we're also interested in this world, is this." The Image shift and become graphics and data from 'unusual radiation'. There were some murmurs of ‘Fascinating’ and others confused 'what?' from the audience.
"Sorry to Interrupt, Admiral, but I find it highly illogical that the Borg are interested in harmless form of radiation, these algorithms and theories say about new forms of assimilation, nothing new actuality." A vice Admiral Trill said from the crowd, there were more murmurs until the fleet admiral, spoke.
"Indeed this is the truth, but this not all, Vice Admiral Vaner." The algorithms change and the graphics appears again, this time in color blue and red, the red more predominant than the blue one.
"These Graphics that you all see here are a forms to make it dangerous and cause harm" The admiral points on the blue graphic "this graphic that our inteligence manage to decipher, is the harmless and less dangerous form" now pointing the red one "and this, are that we predict, the most dangerous one" some from crowd gasped others like the Vulcans said 'fascinating' and others just stare in the graphics.
"The Borg analyzed the entire planet and looks like that the source of 'that' radiation come from the natives, our scientists tell us that these natives are able to control or emulate from the most basic form of telekinesis of the Remans or Letheans or to reach the potential of a heavy cannon of our escorts. I know that this is hard to believe but the Borg has their eyes on the natives and if they achieve to assimilate all the population, Starfleet predict that the entire Alpha Quadrant will be part of the collective in few months." In solemn tone in his voice, he finished. the crowd looked uneasy, 'Impossible!' and 'can't be true' can be heard from the crowd, an human male tactical officer rise up and ask a question, a very simple question.
"We can't just tell them to evacuate the entire planet?"
"We can't tell them that, Captain Anther, the natives are still in pre-warp age and we cannot violate the Prime Directive" Replied Quinn.
"So that's it? Wait for their doom so they can make ours?"
"I never said that, Captain, we will help them in secret. The coordinates indicate a remote system in Gamma Orionis Block, Cestu Sector. Between the transwarp conduit, Hoteb and Kessik systems." The Screen show the said location, the audience still uneasy but at least, stable.
"I'll need a small fleet of 7 ships, any captain volunteers?" there are a groups of captains but none offers themselves to go, fear for their crew or themselves, to risk assimilation, however, Anther, broke the silence
"I’ll go, my ship, the U.S.S Salvation, is a Sovereign class, equipped with the hardest hull in the Starfleet." Anther rises up again with determination in his face, this inspired few others in the audience and 5 more captains did the same.
"I'll go, for the sake of the Alpha Quadrant and the Galaxy!"
"I'll go too!"
"Me and my crew will go."
"I'll go, let me kick these cybernetic asses!"
"I'll go too; the Borg needs to be stopped!"
The crowd applauded the volunteer captains for such mission and valor, but, still is needed one more captain, the Fleet Admiral recalled, but no one dared... until...
"I'll go, Fleet Admiral." eyes lay upon Vice Admiral Vaner, Member of the 76th fleet assigned to patrol inside Borg territory, her ship, the U.S.S Inquisitor-E, a vesta class equipped with the most advanced technology and crewed by 750 of the brightest members of Starfleet trained for any kind of situation, a jewel among the stars.
"It's decided then, tomorrow, you all will depart towards the new system, you'll find your ships with the assigned coordinates, Klingons and New Romulans will join you in Cestu Sector on the other side of the transwarp conduit. Don't worry about miscommunication or any other interference, both fleet have the same orders as you seven.
"With this, we conclude the emergency meeting. Good luck, captains."