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Vantage Point

Posted on Sun Sep 9th, 2018 @ 4:00am by Admiral Zachary O'Connell

Mission: Alrakis Updates
Location: Starbase 206 (Carnwennan Station)
Timeline: April 2389

Captain Zrona couldn’t say it was a total surprise. The Fourth Fleet was regarded poorly throughout the Federation, constantly changing its leadership amongst the highest levels. Such changes made it hard to trust what was happening behind the scenes. He had finally accepted Admiral Harrison as the Task Force’s Commanding Officer before a new individual had been assigned.

And then Brigadier General Potter, now Major General, had been reassigned to the Delta Exploration Initiative and sent to the Fourth of July Nebula on the other side of the Federation, and subsequently the other side of the galaxy. The assignment may have seemed logical when considering the fleet’s history, but for Starbase 206, the only Starfleet outpost to stand watch in the Carnwennan Sector, the changes were painful. Most of the command staff had been sent off to new assignments, and Captain Zrona brought in to command the station.

His prior duties in Intelligence within the Third Fleet made him an ideal candidate, and his Zakdorn blood only cemented that fact. Of course, only a Zakdorn would consider tending his resignation on that regretful day. Zrona would remember it for the rest of his life. He had engaged his Vulcan tactical officer in Strategema, both wishing to surpass the record established by Commander Data and Sirna Kolrami in 2365. They had just cleared the twenty-four thousand threshold when the FNS report came in.

Zrona had never seen so disgusted in his life. Starbase 206, affectionately known as Carnwennan Station, was in a prime position between the Talarian Empire and Tzenkethi Coalition to monitor varieties of traffic, including troop movements and starship deployment. He’d even taken a personal study, knowing in his entire professional career, there would never be a greater chance to study two powers at once.

He should have seen it coming. He’d had two months to study the two powers, plenty of chances to pick up on what was coming. Admiral O’Connell had disagreed, rejecting the Captain’s resignation, stating that even Task Force Intelligence hadn’t a clue something was up.

Standing on the observation deck, hands clasped behind his back, and staring out into the great unknown where the Talarians and Tzenkethi continued to move their ships under the shroud of distance, Zrona maintained his frown. In his culture, he would be shamed and excommunicated for missing something so large and obvious. Only having forced his way through his embarrassment could he start to recognize that the Admiral was right. While now Talarians and Tzenkethi hesitantly crossed each others’ borders, Zrona could see that there was an uneasy trust between the two powers. Whatever happened must have been in secret. Would everyone have really agreed?

Each of these three were isolationists. The Talarians had considered relations with the Federation. The Tzenkethi had attempted to open embassies to the Klingons, Romulans and Federation, only to be rejected not long ago with a coup. And the Breen… the Breen were being bested at every turn, proof that without the Dominion, they really didn’t have the power to stand against the major Alpha and Beta powers.

Zrona grunted, still gazing out unto the stars. Perhaps reclaiming one’s honor among his people would indeed be a proper motivation for discovering what really was happening in the Inconnu Expanse...

 

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