Star Trek Equestria: Reformatted: Emergence

by Captain_Cosmos

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Transformers, Original Character, Mystery, Star Trek, Science Fiction, Adventure, Crossover, Profanity
Length: 33572

In the 32nd Century, a brave crew with a unique starship embark on a mission that takes them farther than any of them expected.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. Her voyage of discovery, and her evolution into something more. And the story of her crew, who like the Equestria itself, are fresh out of the classes of Starfleet Academy. Together, they will go boldly into the unknown. Seek out a world once thought to be pure fiction, and along the way, they will grow as a team, and as a family...

This is my second foray into an MLP Star Trek crossover. And this time It's a three way crossover with transformers. More specifically, transformers Prime...With a few changes.

Against my better judgement, I am giving the rating bar ONE more chance since this isn't a Sparkling Harmony Story. I swear to god if this story gets a dislike before it's possible for ANYONE to read the first chapter I'm gonna disable the rating bar and curse all the trolls into oblivion. They all can go right to hell and STAY there.

Added Profanity tag because unlike my previous works, I'm not gonna hold back the use of words like hell and ass.

Won't be swearing every five seconds, but it also won't be nonexistent.

Published 2023-02-27 12:20:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-03-25 17:15:00 UTC

Prologue: Discovery

In the year 3190, Captain Micheal Burnham and the USS Discovery successfully achieved first contact with the 10-C, and afterwards, Earth rejoined the Federation.

But in the midst of the chaos brought about by the DMA’s approach towards Earth and Ni’Var, a pod crash lands on Earth, its approach completely concealed…

In the aftermath of the DMA crisis, a group of Starfleet Officers and United Earth military personnel were sweeping one of the impact sites created by the DMA’s gravitational effects whilst moving towards Earth and Ni’Var, searching for any miraculous survivors. One Starfleet officer’s tricorder picked up a single life sign in the nearby rubble. “I got a hit!” The officer called out to their teammates. “In that building.”

The search and rescue team made their way to the building where the life sign was detected. One of the United Earth personnel looked around. “I’m amazed anyone actually survived here.” They commented.

“It could just be a common plant.” A Starfleet Officer responded. “Something extremely resilient.”

The team closed in on the signal, until they all saw a small oval shaped object resting in the rubble. The Officer who picked up the signal pointed their tricorder at the pod. “The signal’s coming from in there.” They reported.

“What is that?” A United Earth officer asked. “It’s definitely not United Earth design.”

Another Starfleet Officer scanned the area with his Tricorder. “According to my readings, the outer temperature of the object is consistent with an object that fell from space approximately 3 days ago.” He said.

“Three days ago…that would be the day the DMA attacked United Earth with those rocks.” A United Earth officer responded.

“Exactly…this thing came with the DMA.” The Starfleet Officer concluded as he cautiously approached the object. Continuously scanning it. “I’m reading a life support system, temperature controls, it must be some kind of stasis pod.” He said.

“Should we open it?” An officer asked.

“We don’t know what’s in there. For all we know, whatever's inside that pod could be breathing something completely incompatible with our own atmosphere. Opening it could mean killing it.” An officer responded.

“We should get it back to Federation Headquarters. Maybe we can learn more about it there.” An officer concluded as he tapped his combadge. “Federation Headquarters, we found something. Lock onto my combadge and transport.” He said as he placed his combadge on the pod, a second later, the pod flashed out of sight.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

Above United Earth, in the Science Lab of Federation Headquarters, a middle aged man entered the facility. “Lieutenant, Where are we with this pod?” He asked as he approached the pod sitting on an examination table.

A science officer walked up next to him, also looking at the pod. “We’ve been able to determine that it IS in fact a stasis pod Admiral, and it’s keeping something alive within it.” She said.

“Do we know what IT is?” The Admiral asked.

“No sir.” The science officer responded. “It’s unlike anything we’ve ever seen before. It’s definitely a sapient being, but that’s about all we know so far.”

“Have you determined if it’s safe to open the pod?” The Admiral asked.

“Working on it.” The lieutenant responded. “This pod’s design is unlike anything anyone in the galaxy has ever encountered. For all we know it could be trying to block our scans.”

“You have to find a way to open this can of worms, Lieutenant.” The Admiral responded. “I want to know what’s in there and I want to know if—“

The Admiral was cut off when an alert sounded from a console near the table. The Lieutenant checked it, and smiled. “Admiral, scans indicate that the creature inside the pod breathes the standard atmosphere you and I breathe.” She reported.

“Then it’s safe to open it.” The Admiral responded.

“Yes sir.” The Lieutenant responded as she reached out to the pod’s control panel. “Shall I?”

“By all means.” The Admiral responded.

The Lieutenant nodded and pressed a button on the panel. The pod hissed, before it slowly opened up, allowing the cool mist within to escape and dissipate into the air. Both the admiral and the lieutenant watched as the smoke cleared…to reveal a small baby pastel colored horse-like creature, with its eyes closed.

Both officers stared at the creature for a second, trying to process what they were seeing. “…A horse?” The Admiral asked.

“It…definitely looks like that..but I don’t think it’s from Earth.” The Lieutenant responded. “No earth horse is pastel colored.”

At that moment, the baby in the pod started moving, its big eyes slowly opened to see the Admiral and the Lieutenant. It tilted its head, as if confused. “Goo-goo?” The baby let out.

The Admiral glanced at the Lieutenant, who was speechless. “It’s definitely not earth, earth horses don’t make the equivalent of human baby noises.” She said.

“Find out everything you can about this creature.” The admiral responded. “This is your top priority.” He said as he turned to leave.

With the Admiral gone, the Lieutenant reached out slowly towards the baby. “Hi there.” She cooed at the baby. “Nice to meet you.”

The baby stared at the hand, before slowly reaching out one of its hooves to touch the hand. Although it couldn’t quite reach it. The baby’s eyes glistened and it quivered. The lieutenant responded by quickly, and carefully, reaching in and lifting the baby out of the pod and cradled it in her arms. “Hey. It’s ok.” She cooed. “It’s gonna be ok. We’ll find out where you came from…someday.” She assured the baby.

The baby seemed to understand because it smiled and let out a cute little giggle, which got the Lieutenant giggling. “You definitely are a cutie. I can say that much.” She said as she walked over to another table, activated its crib mode, and set the baby down on it. “There we go. Now, let’s have a closer look shall we?” The Lieutenant asked as she started using her tricorder. A million questions forming in her mind about the small horse-like creature she had just released from stasis.

To be continued…

Author's Note

Welcome to Star Trek Reformatted everyone! This is my second Foray into crossovers. And I am DETERMINED to not lose interest in this one like the last time I did Star Trek.

I DO NOT want to hear any complaining that Star Trek Discovery isn't REAL star trek. That's not how it works and anyone who thinks it does can just click right away and not pay attention to this story.

Now, for those of you that intend to stay. I hope you enjoy this new adventure complete with an all new cast of Characters. plus a few Characters that you might know from Star Trek Discovery

THX FOR READING! Let's Fly!

P.S. Don't worry, Next chapter will be longer. This was just a prologue to establish why there's a mystery tag on this story.

Episode 1: Awakening Pt 1

Stardate 32120515.6
22 years after the DMA was stopped…

In the dead of night, a lone Talaxian Male was walking down a street, nervously looking around. “Come on, where are they…” The Talaxian huffed under his breath.

“Going somewhere Talaxian?” Came a grumpy voice that spooked the Talaxian. The Talaxian unholstered and raised his pistol as he whirled around and saw a pair of Kazons aiming their own pistols right at him.

The Talaxian gulped. “L-look, I don’t want any trouble, I just–”

“Silence!” One of the Kazon growled. “We know you know something. We want that information.” He demanded.

“I-I don’t know anything. I swear!” The Talaxian responded, slowly beginning to back away.

“Likely story.” One of the Kazon responded. “Now, you’re coming with us and–”

“Put down your weapons. All of you.” Came another new voice that cut the Kazon off.

The two Kazon whirled around and saw a female Vulcan in a red uniform, wearing a badge they recognized. “Starfleet!” The Kazon growled.

“Gentlemen, I strongly urge you to lower your weapons.” The Vulcan Officer repeated, hands clasped behind her back and appearing in a relaxed manner. “I am certain we all can come to a peaceful resolution to whatever conflicts you have with this man tonight.” She urged the Kazon.

“I got a better idea. DIE!” One of the Kazon responded as they both pulled the trigger and fired at the Vulcan.

Rather than dodge or move out of the way, the Vulcan just remained where she was as the plasma bolts collided with her…Or rather WOULD have collided with her if they did not go directly through her, leaving her unharmed. The two Kazon saw this and were left confused. “What?” One of them asked.

“A shame that we must resort to less pleasant means of resolving this conflict.” The Vulcan said.

At that moment, the two Kazon sensed something coming. They turned just in time to see something flying right at them. One of the Kazon managed to duck, but the other was not so lucky as he was blown back several feet into a pile of trash by the creature before it pulled up, swung around, and fired phaser bolts from its saddle at the second Kazon.

The second Kazon dodged the shots, and raised his own weapon to aim at the creature, before something struck his legs and swept them up from under him, causing him to fall flat on his back, and find himself being held at spearpoint by an Andorian male in a Red Starfleet Uniform. “Don’t even think about it.” The Andorian told him.

Meanwhile, the first Kazon scrambled to his feet, and noticed he had lost his pistol. Growling, he pulled out a dagger and started moving towards the Andorian, before he was suddenly struck in the gut by the elbow of the female vulcan, while his arm was grabbed by a male Tellarite in a red starfleet uniform and was flipped over his shoulder, resulting in the first Kazon laying on his back groaning while the female Vulcan pointed her phaser pistol at him to keep him down. “I told you. We could’ve resolved this peacefully.” The Vulcan told him.

With both Kazon apprehended, the creature that attacked from above landed on its hooves, and the Kazon saw that it was a feral, blue pastel colored creature, with wings, a horn, and it, or rather, SHE, was wearing a red Starfleet Uniform with shoulder brackets, indicating a higher rank than the other officers there.

While the Kazon tried to process what had happened, the quadruped smiled. “Good work. All of you.” She told her fellow officers as she dimmed her glowing horn, and the original Female Vulcan that started it, phased out and dissolved into green particles.

“Using your mystical abilities as a distraction. Works every time Captain.” The Andorian commented.

“Makes me wish I could do that.” The Tellarite responded.

The Quadruped ignored their comments as she approached the Talaxian. “Are you the one who called Starfleet?” She asked, as the wings and the horn all retracted into her body, disappearing from view.

The Talaxian, after his brain managed to catch up, smiled as he holstered his pistol. “Thank god you showed up, Starfleet.” He said. “Who knows what might have happened otherwise.”

The quadruped nodded in agreement. “Why were they after you?” She asked.

“I think they heard that I know something.” The Talaxian responded. “I’m Tuvix by the way. At your service.”

“Nice to meet you Tuvix.” The Quadruped responded. “I’m Captain Proxima Maxima of the USS Equestria. And my crew. Commander Sela, my first officer. Lieutenant commander Shron, my Tactical officer, and Lieutenant Commander Yamik, my Chief of Security.” Proxima introduced them.

“Nice to meet you.” Tuvix responded as he glanced at the Kazon. “What are you going to do with them?” He asked.

Proxima glanced at the female Vulcan. “Commander Sela, arrange to have these Kazon aggressors picked up by local authorities.” She told her.

“Aye captain.” Commander Sela responded as she tapped her combadge to call local authorities.

Proxima turned back to Mr. Tuvix. “So, Mr. Tuvix, wanna explain why you called Starfleet out here?” She asked.

“Given those Kazon were after me, maybe here’s not the best place to talk.” Tuvix responded. “Maybe we can talk on your ship if you have one?” He suggested.

Proxima eyed him for a few seconds, before she turned back to her officer. “You three remain here until local authorities arrive, then return to the Equestria.” She told them.

“Aye captain.” Lt Cmdr Yamik responded.

Proxima nodded and tapped her own combadge. “Proxima to Equestria. Two to beam up.” She said.

Two seconds later, both Proxima and Tuvis disappeared in a flash, beaming up onto a Federation Starship in orbit of the planet.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

“Captain’s Log: Stardate 32120515.8. Mr. Tuvix has returned to the planet after a fairly lengthy conversation with myself and Doctor Boimler. And he revealed some troubling news.”

“Are you sure he spoke the truth?” Asked a man on the viewscreen.

Proxima Maxima nodded. She was sitting on the bridge of the USS Equestria and they were reporting back to Federation HQ of their mission results. “We had him hooked up to a lie detector. He spoke the truth Admiral.” She said.

“Starfleet has been detecting strange occurrences as of late…we’ll keep our eyes peeled. If something is out there, we must know what it is.” The Admiral responded.

“Yes sir.” Proxima responded.

The Admiral nodded in approval. “Good work Captain Proxima. Not bad for a crew fresh out of the Academy.” He said.

“Textbook mission Admiral.” Commander Sela responded. “Appropriate for a training cruise.”

“Indeed Commander.” The Admiral responded. “See you when you return to Federation HQ. Admiral Vance out.” He said before the connection cut and the Admiral’s picture stopped blocking the viewscreen.

Once the connection was cut, Yamik couldn’t help but smile proudly. “Did you hear that guys? Sounds like we’re all cleared to call ourselves fully fledged Starfleet Officers!” He said.

“Finally.” Shron responded. “Now we can Explore strange new worlds, seek out new life and new civilizations, and go boldly into the unknown.”

“Who do you think we’ll make first contact with first Norman?” Yamik asked the red uniformed human male officer sitting at the console next to him.

“Personally I’m hoping we meet a snakelike race. Or maybe a gelatinous race.” Norman responded.

“Anything is possible as far as evolution goes.” Sela Commented. “Although I would say that Mr. Shron might not be so keen on encountering snakes.” She added.

“Ugh.” Shron responded as he rolled his eyes. “Never again. Still feeling the shivers down my spine.”

At that moment, Norman’s console made a beeping sound and a notification came up. “Oh, I got something.” Norman said.

“What is it?” Proxima responded.

“General distress call, audio only.” Norman responded.

“Let’s hear it.” Proxima responded.

Norman nodded and pressed a few buttons, the distress signal started playing across the bridge. “This is the SS Ark, assistance required, any ships please respond.”

Everyone on the bridge glanced at each other. “Can you raise them?” Sela asked.

“Hailing on all frequencies.” Norman responded. After a few seconds, he shook his head. “No answer. Could be an automated distress call.” He suggested.

“I’m picking up a vessel, not too far out of our way. We can make a pit stop and see what’s up.” Yamik suggested.

“Agreed.” Proxima responded. “Helm, take us to that distress signal, maximum warp.” She ordered.

“Aye sir.” The Officer at the helm responded and changed their course.

Several minutes later, the USS Equestria dropped out of warp, near a very large vessel. Proxima and Sela got out of their chairs and took a few steps forward, everyone on the bridge in awe of the large vessel in view. “Holy Macarol.” Yamik said.

“THAT’S a ship?” Norman asked.

Sharon tapped a few buttons on his console. “Picking up Life Support, Engines, temperature controls, It’s definitely a ship, dead in the water. Main power is offline, minimal auxiliary power.” Shron reported. “Good news though, it’s atmosphere is compatible with our own.” He added.

“Life signs?” Proxima asked.

“I THINK two…But the sensors are having a tough time getting accurate readings.” A female Vorta Blue Uniformed Officer responded. “Attempting to compensate.”

Norman studied the ship before them, and noticed something on the side. “Hey, anyone see the decals on the side of the ship?” He asked.

Proxima quickly scanned the ship until she saw the red on the ship. “Helm, magnify on those decals.” She said.

The viewscreen zoomed in on the decal…And revealed what looked like a red blocky face. “Anyone recognize it?” Sela asked.

“Never seen it before.” Yamik responded.

“I’ll run it through the Federation Computer.” Norman said.

“Please do.” Proxima responded. “Meanwhile, I think we should beam over there and take a look.”

“If the goal is to look for those life signs, could take a while.” Shron responded. “The ship’s massive.”

“Commander Brestine, can you isolate the location of the life signs?” Proxima asked.

“We can probably get within 100 meters.” Commander Brestine responded.

“That should do it. Yamik, Brestine, with me. Sela, you have the Con, and inform Chief Baker to meet us in the transporter room.” Proxima responded as she and her chosen officer made their way to the turbolift. “And report this back to Command, They’ll want to know what happened.” Proxima added.

“Aye sir.” Sela responded as she took her seat in the Captain’s chair.

When they left, Shron glanced at Sela. “You aren’t going to remind her that the captain doesn’t belong on an away mission?” He asked.

“Captain Maxima’s mystical abilities are invaluable to any away team. I believe it would be unwise to restrict her under normal protocol.” Sela responded. “Besides, we all know Proxima can take care of herself just fine.”

Soon after, in a darkened, cavernous room aboard the derelict ship, four flashes of light burst and dimmed to Reveal Captain Maxima, Lieutenant Commanders Brestine and Yamik, and a Lieutenant Commander ranked Gold Uniformed Cardassian female. Maxima had her horn extended and Yamik, Maxima, and the Cardassian were armed. Brestine meanwhile immediately began scanning the area with her tricorder. “The Life signs are definitely in this room.” Brestine reported. “But it’s next to impossible to actually SEE anything. Captain, might I suggest you provide a light source?” She asked.

Maxima lit her horn, shot an orb up to the ceiling, and the orb brightened up to light up the entire room. They looked around to see a lot of orange, and blocky architecture. The cardassian started taking scans with her own tricorder. “The material used to make this room isn’t in any known database.” She reported. “Although I am detecting standard isolinear circuitry, A dilithium warp core, If we wanted to we could probably get this ship up and running again.” She said.

Maxima extended her wings from her body and flapped them to get an aerial view. “Fan out.” She said. “If you find the life signs, contact the rest of the team.”

Maxima’s team nodded and split up. Maxima meanwhile got to a sufficient altitude, and was able to see that they were standing in some kind of control room, and that the chairs were larger, by quite a bit. “Whoever built this ship, their species must be larger than us.” Maxima commented.

“At least four times standard size.” Brestine responded as she swept the area. “And according to the quantum dating on these materials. This ship is clearly ancient.” She added.

“Ancient?” Yamik asked. “And there are still life signs here?”

“Minimal power remember?” Chief Baker responded.

“Or maybe we’re not the first to answer the call.” Yamik suggested.

“Keep looking.” Proxima told her team.

Back on the Equestria, Shron was running a routine scan of the surrounding area, when his console interface turned red and showed hostiles approaching. “Commander, we got incoming Hostiles! Bearing 327-mark-215!” He called out.

“Hostiles?” Sela asked.

“Emerald Rogues.” Shron responded.

“How many?” Sela asked.

“Six ships inbound.” Shron responded.

“Red Alert! Weapons hot deflector to maximum.” Sela ordered. Alarms started blazing. “Hail the away team. Tell them we got company coming.” She added.

“Aye Captain!” Shron responded. “And Commander, I recommend we prime Equestria’s Multi-Vector mode. Give it a test drive.”

“Sound suggestion Lt Cmdr. Prime Multi Vector Mode.” Sela responded.

Sharon couldn’t help but smile gleefully. “Aye sir.” He said, excitement building.

Back in the Derelict, The team’s combadges rang. “Equestria to away team. We have Emerald Rogues inbound. I believe they also received the distress call.” They heard.

“What’s their ETA Commander?” Proxima responded.

“At their present course and speed, I would estimate five minutes.” Sela responded. “We’re standing by to engage Equestria’s Multi Vector Mode, but I would still hurry.”

“Acknowledged Equestria.” Proxima responded. “If we’re still onboard the derelict when they arrive, buy us as much time as you can.”

“Aye Captain.” Sela responded before cutting off the connection.

“Emerald Rogues?” Yamik asked. “Aren’t those bastards former Emerald Chain forces?”

“Elements of the Emerald Chain’s military that refused the reformation from the old ways.” Baker responded. “They’re pirates, mercenaries, and an overall thorne in the side of anyone unfortunate enough to happen upon them.” She explained.

Brestine just shook her head. “Any reports of a Hydra Class vessel encountering them?” She asked.

“Certainly not from what I’ve heard.” Proxima responded. “They’ve never faced such a vessel before. Although granted there has only been two so far. The Hydra and the Equestria.”

“Heh. Can’t wait to watch the Equestria kick their asses.” Yamik commented.

“IF they attack the Equestria.” Proxima responded.

“Captain, to be blunt, there is no way there will NOT be an exchange of fire if the Emerald Rogues are Involved. They are not interested in peace.” Baker explained. “As sad as that is.”

Everyone agreed and their search continued. Proxima herself landed on what was clearly a console, and studied the buttons. “Oh yeah, clearly ancient. They used a button and knob system for controls. Not touchscreen.” She commented.

Brestine insta-transported next to Proxima using her combadge’s transporter, and used her tricorder to scan the console. “Hm…We might be able to interface with this thing. Commander Baker, could you come up here please and attempt to rig an interface?” She asked.

Lieutenant Commanders Baker and Yamik both Insta-transported onto the console surface next to Brestine and Proxima. Baker took one look at the console and smiled. “Child’s play. Just give me a few minutes and I’ll have an interface rigged.” She said.

“Those Emerald Rogues will be here in a few minutes.” Yamik responded.

“Then I hope the Equestria can buy us some time.” Brestine replied.

A few minutes later, on the Equestria, Commander Sela and Lieutenant Commanders Shron and Norman all saw six vessels emerge from warp. On the spot, Norman’s console received a notification. “Commander, we’re being hailed by the lead Emerald Rogue Ship.” He reported.

“On screen.” Sela responded.

A few seconds later, The screen changed to show an Orion male, with a scowl on his face. “Federation scum. This Derelict belongs to the TRUE Emerald Chain! If you do not withdraw within the next two seconds, You’ll be destroyed!” He growled.

Sela kept her composure as she formulated her response. “We received a distress call coming from this Derelict. We are here to investigate this Derelict, and we are actually inside FEDERATION space. Which the Emerald Chains hold no claims within.” She explained.

“Arbitrary border lines!” The Orion responded. “You are lucky I am feeling generous today so I shall allow you to reconsider. You are outnumbered 6 to 1.” He informed Sela with a smirk.

“Do not always trust what your eyes tell you.” Sela responded calmly. “Commander Shron.” She urged, giving him the go ahead.

Shron smiled and pressed the button on his console. A computerized voice sounded all over. “All hands, prepare for Multi Vector Separation.” It said.

Outside, clamps along the Equestria’s hull disengaged, and the secondary hull moved away from the saucer section, and it further split in half and separated from the other half. The two Secondary hull sections flanked the Saucer Section’s port and Starboard and stood with it against the six Emerald Rogue ships. “Now, I could obviously be wrong but by my new count, We are outnumbered 2 to 1. And each of our vessels can stand against two of your ships.” She informed the Orion.

The orion growled. “So be it.” He cut the connection, and Shron’s console lit up.

“They’re powering weapons!” Shron called out.

“Attack Pattern Omega. Arm Quantum Torpedoes, full spread.” Sela ordered.

The three Segments of the USS Equestria powered up its weapons and energy beams began hitting both sides. The USS Equestria segments fired torpedoes at the Emerald Rogue Ships.

Inside the Derelict, Yamik monitored the situation outside. “They’ve engaged the Equestria. All three segments are deployed.” He reported.

“Baker. How’s it coming?” Proxima asked.

Baker smiled as her holo display changed to show controls. “Got it. We have access to this console.” She reported.

“Good work.” Brestine responded.

Baker nodded as she started looking through the controls she had access to. “It looks like this is the console that’s connected to internal ship systems. Internal sensors, temperature controls, power.” She reported. “…and stasis pods.”

“Could you operate the console with your interface?” Brestine asked.

“There’s enough power to do so.” Baker responded. “What system shall I access?”

“Stasis pods.” Proxima responded. “Came here expecting to help someone. Let’s see who that someone is.” She reasoned.

“Aye captain.” Baker responded as she accessed the desired subsystem.

However, It did not go as they had expected. Because instead a hatch on the floor opened and a small head sized orb jumped out of it, sprouted legs, and landed on the console in front of them, startling them. “Stasis system access alert, standby for security scan.” The drone said as a little antenna popped out from its top.

Yamik and Proxima both immediately aimed their weapons at the drone as it began scanning each of them. “Yamik Pado, Tellarite. Not Authorized. Risa Brestine, Vorta, not authorized. Kasey Baker, Cardassian. Not Authorized.” It said. It got to Proxima and began to scan her, as soon as its scanning beam reached her chest, where her heart was located, the beam stopped and turned red. “Proxima Maxima. Captain of the USS Equestria. Scanning for vessel.” The drone said as it crawled to another console.

Yamik still had his weapon aimed at the drone. “I’m gonna shoot it to hell.” He said.

“No! We don’t know what that will do.” Proxima stopped him.

“Agreed. Initial scans show that it’s got no weapons to speak of. It appears to just be a scanner.” Baker responded.

They watched as the drone plugged itself into a console. “Scanning for USS Equestria.” It repeated. After a few seconds, it spoke again. “Warning, Hostile elements engaging the USS Equestria. Initiating countermeasures.” It said.

“Countermeasures?” Proxima asked.

Outside the Derelict, the USS Equestria and her two secondary hull segments valiantly defended the Derelict from the Emerald ROgues. On the bridge, sparks exploded from the ceiling as Norman monitored their systems. “Shields holding!” He called out.

“Damage?” Sela asked.

“Structural integrity down 4% across all segments.” Shron responded.

“Status of the Emerald Rogues?”

“Shields failing on three ships…But they’re not making any moves to fall back.” Shron responded.

“Target the weaker ships. Attack Pattern–”

“Wait!” Norman called out, cutting Sela off. “I’m getting something from the Derelict…It’s powering up!”

The three officers all watched as the Derelict shot several beams at the Emerald Rogues, striking their ships and halting their movements. Norman did a scan of the area. “They appear to be some kind of…I guess EMP tractor beam since they’re keeping the Emerald Rogues in place and all 6 vessels have lost power.” He reported.

Sela stood up from her chair and took a few steps forward. “Are we being targeted?” She asked.

“I don’t think so, It looks like the Derelict is leaving us alone.” Norman said.

“Hail the away team.” Sela responded.

Onboard the Derelict, Proxima’s combadge sounded. “Equestria to Away Team, It appears the Derelict has all six Emerald Rogue in a power draining tractor beam, would that be your doing?” Sela asked.

“Indirectly Equestria. Standby.” Proxima responded as she and her team moved closer to the drone.

The drone meanwhile broke its silence once more. “Hostile Elements captured. Initiating emergence protocol.” It announced.

“Emergence protocol?” Yamik asked.

Baker checked the controls she still had access to, and discovered something alarming. “Guys, The derelict is powering up another system. And this time it’s targeting all three segments of the Equestria!” She exclaimed.

Proxima, upon hearing that, tapped her combadge. “Equestria! This thing is now targeting the ship. Take Evasive action!” She ordered.

“Aye sir.” Sela responded. “All segments. Evade!” She ordered.

All three Segments of the Equestria took evasive action to try to avoid whatever The Derelict was up to…But it was a futile endeavor because the Derelict shot three more tractor beams that captured all three segments of the Equestria handedly.

The bridge rocked as the ship was forced to stop. “We’re caught.” Norman reported.

“Helm, find a way to free us!” Sela responded.

“Aye sir!” The helm officer responded, but before they could do anything, their console shut off. “Sir, my console just powered down. No control.” They reported.

“Can ANYONE access their console?” Sela asked.

“Mine’s dead too.” Shron reported.

“So is–” Norman began before blue streaks of energy began outlining every edge on the bridge. “What the hell?” Norman asked as everyone on the bridge looked around.

Shron glanced at the viewscreen, and saw something troubling. “Commander!” He said.

Sela looked back at the viewscreen, and saw the Derelict bringing together the Eqeustria’s segments. “Curious.” Sela said.

Back in the Derelict, Proxima and her team were able to watch what was happening, and Proxima turned back to the drone. “What the hell is happening out there?!” She asked.

“The Emergence Protocol.” The drone responded. “A process for which this vessel was designed and built to carry out. Once initiated it cannot be stopped.” It explained calmly.”

“We’ll see about that!’ Proxima responded as she lit her horn, aimed at the drone, and fired an EMP blast at it…Only to find it had no effect at all.

“Apologies Captain Maxima. But when I say this cannot be stopped, I mean it.” The drone responded.

Proxima turned back to the screen and saw the Equestria was now put back together into one ship, and there were blue energy streaks outlining all of the ship’s edges. “What IS the Emergence Protocol?” She asked.

“A protocol created to bring forth the Titan Harmony CyberSpark.” The drone responded.

“Who’s that?” Brestine asked.

“You will see.” The drone responded. “Shall I awaken the two heralds onboard this vessel?” It asked.

“Yes!” Proxima responded. “Unless you know what the hell this is all about We need answers!” She growled.

“Activating Stasis Pods.” The Drone responded.

Two hatches opened on the floor, and Brestine, Yamik, and Proxima (Baker stayed focused on the Equestria) Watched as two Cylinders rose from the floor. The Cylinders had a glass wall, so they were able to see inside, and they saw something they did not expect, a pair of humanoid looking metallic creatures. “Androids?” Yamik asked.

“THose don’t look like androids. Look more like robots.” Brestine responded.

“Uh, Captain…The Equestria is changing configuration.” Baker reported.

Proxima whirled her head back around to the screen to see the USS Equestria’s hull reconfiguring itself. “What the hell?” She asked, unclear of what she was seeing exactly.

To be continued…

Author's Note

Lot of things happening at once. Heheh.

Pt 2 will come out sometime soon.

THX FOR READING!!!!!

P.S. If I need the profanity tag on here because of words like hell and ass, please let me know. It won't be like "Yo dog this fucking shit is fucking lit" or anything but I'm not gonna exactly hold back this time either.

P.S.S. Here is the Stardate system I am going to use.

32120515.8: 32 is the century, 12 is the year, 05 is the month, 15 is the day and 8 is the time according to military time. So for example 13 would be 1PM.

I know full well that's probably not how it works in canon but screw it this is MUCH easier to make sense of.

Episode 2: Awakening Pt 2

Previously on Star Trek Reformatted…

“I’m Captain Proxima Maxima of the USS Equestria. And my crew. Commander Sela, my first officer. Lieutenant commander Shron, my Tactical officer, and Lieutenant Commander Yamik, my Chief of Security.”

“Maybe we can talk on your ship if you have one?”

“Oh, I got something.”

“This is the SS Ark, assistance required, any ships please respond.”

“THAT’S a ship?”

“Captain Maxima’s mystical abilities are invaluable to any away team. I believe it would be unwise to restrict her under normal protocol.”

“The material used to make this room isn’t in any known database.”

“According to the quantum dating on these materials. This ship is clearly ancient.”

“We got Emerald Rogue ships inbound.”

“Red Alert, Weapons Hot deflector to maximum.”

“Stasis system access alert, standby for security scan.”

“It appears to just be a scanner.”

“Warning, Hostile elements engaging the USS Equestria. Initiating countermeasures.”

“It’s got The Emerald Rogues in some kind of tractor beam.”

“I lost control!’

“Captain. You might want to see this.

“What the hell is going on?”

“The Emergence Protocol, meant to bring forth the Titan Harmony CyberSpark.”

“What the hell…?”

And now the Continuation…

Around the Derelict, the crews of the Emerald Rogue ships were beginning to panic as they continually tried and failed to restore power to their ships, meanwhile, Norman, Sharon, and Sela kept trying to regain control of their own vessel, which to them was rocking and shaking violently. “Lieutenant Commanders Shron, Norman, can either of you explain what is going on?” Sela asked.

“I got nothing Commander.” Norman responded. “All we can do is watch and wait for this…reconfiguration to complete.”

“Can we raise the away team at least?” Sela asked.

“With our combadges probably, but at this point I’m not sure what they can do over–” Shron started before he was cut off by the sudden stabilization of the bridge. Once the bridge stopped shaking, all the consoles lit up again…But with different things than what they were originally. Norman looked at his console, and what he found surprised him. “Well…I have good news and maybe not so good news. Whatever reconfiguration was going on has concluded and systems are coming back online.” He reported.

“What is the not so good news Commander?” Sela asked as she walked up beside him to look at his console.

“I don’t think the Equestria is a ship anymore.” Norman responded simply.

Shron came up beside Sela and all three of them stared at the image on Norman’s console. It depicted a humanoid form that they saw had clear elements of the USS Equestria’s hull and nacelles. “My god. I-Is that the Equestria?” Shron asked.

“I…Think so?” Norman responded. “I’m just as lost as you are.”

Sela studied the image, before something caught her eye, something on the image’s shoulder pads. “Look, on the shoulder pads. The same Decal as the Derelict.” She pointed out.

Norman zoomed in on the decal, and they all noticed that it was indeed the same as the derelict. “Norman, did you find anything in the federation database about that decal?” Shron asked.

Norman’s eyes widened when he realized something. “Oh yeah. Believe it or not, I DID, just before the Emerald Rogues attacked. But…Not in the way that you would think.” He explained.

“Elaborate Mr. Norman.” Sela said.

Back on the Derelict, Proxima, Yamik, Baker, and Prestine all stared at the viewscreen, at what USED to be their starship, but now they saw that it had been reconfigured into some kind of metallic humanoid. “...Anyone else feel like they’re hallucinating?” Yamik asked. “Our ship just reconfigured itself.”

“It kinda looks like the two metallic creatures in stasis now.” Baker commented.

Proxima tapped her combadge to raise Commander Sela. “Commander Sela, do you copy?” She asked.

“We read you, Captain. I assume you know what happened to the Equestria?” Sela asked.

“We’re staring right at it. It’s been reconfigured into a metallic humanoid.” Proxima responded.

“Well, I do have some good news to share, Norman found that emblem we saw in the Federation Database. It is absolutely from a known species.” Sela reported.

“Who?” Brestine asked.

“Hey!” Came a thundering low voice. “What are you little bugs doing here?”

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

The four officers whirled around and Yamik, Baker, and Proxima aimed their weapons…At a metallic creature that had a scowl on its face. “State your identity!” Yamik exclaimed up at the creature.

“You first.” The creature responded, it raised its arms and aimed something at them. “Don’t make me pulverize you.” The creature threatened.

For the moment, no one moved a muscle. Proxima quickly formulating a plan so that they all could actually LIVE.

The tension was broken when they heard a much more friendly sounding voice speak up from behind the first metallic creature. “Hey Blitzwing, who are you threatening now?” A second metallic creature asked as it came up beside the first. In contrast to the first creature, who was more menacing, and had sharper edges, and was more beige in color, This second metallic creature was mainly red in color, with various shades of gray accents, and more curved and streamlined.

“Intruders. That’s who.” The first Metallic creature responded to the second. “Intruders who STILL haven’t told me why they’re here.” It added.

Seeing a chance to avoid an exchange of fire, Proxima spoke up. “Ahem, I am captain Proxima Maxima of the Federation Starship Equestria. We are here responding to a distress call this ship was putting out.” She announced. “We mean you no harm.”

“Then lower your weapons.” The first metallic creature responded, in a demanding, grumbling way.

“You first.” Yamik responded.

“Commander.” Proxima said. “Let’s not try to provoke them.” She urged as she retracted her horn.

Baker and Yamik soon followed her lead and lowered their weapons. The first Metallic creature did the same, and moved aside for the second Metallic creature. “Please forgive him.” The second Metallic creature told them. “He’s not exactly the friendly type initially.”

“And just who might you be?” Prestine asked as her tricorder started scanning. “And for that matter, WHAT are you?” She added.

“My name is Cliffjumper.” The red Metallic creature responded. “Me and my friend Blitzwing here are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron.”

“Cybertron?” Proxima asked. “I’m not sure we’ve heard of it.”

“If I may be allowed to interject here, captain.” Sela cut in. “Mr. Norman found something you should see.”

“Send it to my tricorder.” Proxima responded. “Excuse me for a second Cliffjumper.” She added as her combadge tricorder projected a HUD. “So, what do you have?” Proxima asked.

“The decal on the side of the Derelict is called an Autobot symbol. And you are indeed interacting with Cybertronians. The main characters of a fictional ancient earth piece of pop culture, the Transformers franchise.” Sela explained.

Proxima’s eyes widened. Transformers? She had heard about that from her parents. She glanced between the HUD and Cliffjumper, now noticing the resemblances between him and the cartoon characters from the show. “Norman are you sure?” He asked.

“One million percent captain.” Norman responded. “We quite literally just made first contact with a maybe-not-so-fictional alien race.”

“Fictional?” Cliffjumper asked.

Proxima swiped away the HUD and turned her attention fully to Cliffjumper. “It’s kinda a long story.” She informed him. “But suffice to say, we might know more about you then we initially realized.”

“But if I can bring forth an immediate problem.” Baker interjected, pointing back to the viewscreen.

Yamik remembered the Equestria was now a metallic humanoid creature and glared at Cliffjumper. “Right. You wouldn’t happen to know what the hell happened to our ship would you? Because your ship shot a beam at it and now it’s not so much a ship anymore.” He explained.

Cliffjumper looked at the viewscreen, and with a raised eyebrow, turned to face the drone. “Teletran, what’s going on?” He asked.

“The Emergence Protocol was activated. As per procedure, When the Lost One has been found, the Emergence protocol is to be enacted to bring forth the Titan Harmony CyberSpark.” Teletran explained.

Cliffjumper scratched his head, wondering what Teletran was talking about. “The Emergence Protocol?” He asked.

The away team glanced at each other, wondering if these people were just as clueless, but then Blitzwinger piped up. “Oh right, the Emergence Protocol. Creating a new titan, all that jazz.” He said.

“Right, I remember now.” Cliffjumper said.

“Excuse me gentlemen.” Proxima chimed in. “But if I may, could you maybe explain what is going on? Why were you out here in stasis aboard a dead ship?” She asked.

Cliffjumper was about to respond before Teletran cut him off, unplugging himself from the console and crawling back to Proxima and her away team. “Attention. Ark power reserves depleted. Power failure imminent.” He said.

Baker brought up her HUD, which was still connected to the console. “He’s right.” She said. “This ship’s power levels are dropping fast. Everything will shut down any minute now.” She reported.

“Everything?” Yamik asked.

Proxima immediately tapped her combadge, getting what Baker was trying to say. “Maxima to Equestria. The Emerald Rogues are about to become a problem for you again.” She said.

“We detected the power drain captain. Still working on regaining control.” Sela responded.

“Shields are up though, so at least we won’t be defenseless.” Shron pointed out.

“Acknowledged.” Proxima responded as she turned back to Cliffjumper and Blitzwing. “We have hostile ships out there trapped in your failing tractor beams. Once power goes out they might attack the Equestria. Is there anything we can do to fight back with our ship as it is?” She asked.

“No need.” Teletran responded. “Harmony should be awakening any second now.”

“And how will that help?” Yamik asked.

No one got to answer as everyone, on both the Derelict and the Equestria, heard a thundering female voice. “Energon levels at maximum. Systems are go. Harmony CyberSpark, online.” Everyone on the Derelict watched on the viewscreen as the…eyes, on the head of the Equestria lit up, and began to move its arms.

On the Equestria bridge, Shron, Norman and Sela could do nothing but watch as the ship moved on its own. “This is either going to turn out really well, or it’s going to kill us all.” Shron commented.

“Let’s find out.” Sela responded.

“Hostiles identified, peaceful resolution impossible, executing termination.” Said the thundering female voice. After a few seconds, everyone saw the new being firing blue phaser beams at the Emerald Rogue ships, literally slicing them up until they exploded.

Once the dust settled and all turned quiet, Sela, Shron, and Norman stared at the resulting debris field from what was the Emerald Rogue force mere moments ago. “...Ok…So that happened.” Norman said.

“Mr. Norman.” Sela said. “Run a full system diagnostic. Check everything.” She ordered.

“Aye sir.” Norman responded as he started checking systems…Before the bridge started rocking and shaking again.

“Now what?” Shron asked as they all hung on to stay standing.

“Entering Alternate Starship Mode.” Said the Thundering female voice.

On the Derelict, everyone watched as the Equestria reconfigured itself again, back into the ship it was when it arrived on the scene. “Ok, I’m gonna need to Visit Dr. Boiler.” Yamik said. “Because either I’m dreaming or hallucinating.”

Teletran crawled over to Yamik and scanned him. “Scans show you are not hallucinating or dreaming.” He said.

“Shut it.” Yamik told Teletran.

“Commander.” Proxima warned.

Just then, all the lights shut down and everything lost power. “And there goes the power.” Baker commented.

“At least we accomplished what we set out to do.” Blitzwing responded. “Now we just need to bring the titan home to Cybertron.” He said. He turned to Proxima. “We’ll drop you off on the way.” He said.

“Wait, wait wait wait.” Proxima responded as she extended her wings and flew up to hover in Blitzwing’s face. “Hold on there. You are not taking the Equestria. It’s a ship owned by the United Federation of Planets.”

“Not anymore.” Blitzwing responded. “We came all the way out here to bring home the Lost One and their titan. We found the Titan. So the Lost One must be onboard. We’re taking both home with us.”

“The United Federation of Planets will have something to say about that.” Proxima responded.

“Blitzwing. Cool it will ya?” Cliffjumper asked.

Blitzwing huffed and walked off. Cliff sighed and turned to Proxima. “Sorry Captain Maxima.” He said. “Blitz is just a little cranky.”

“That’s putting it mildly.” Yamik said under his breath, before wincing as Prestine elbowed him in the gut.

“Look. If you guys need a ride home, we would be more than happy to take you with us. But I am NOT surrendering the ship to you.” Proxima responded.

“That’s fair.” Cliffjumper responded. “And, now that we have a moment to breathe, thank you for coming to help us. We probably woulda been stuck in stasis forever if you hadn’t come along.”

“We’re Starfleet. Helping people is kind of our thing.” Prestine responded.

Proxima nodded and tapped her combadge. “Maxima to Equestria. Are all systems go?” She asked.

“All systems are operating within normal parameters…Or as normal as we can expect now. Equestria’s power system has been reworked. It now is running on something similar to Electro Plasma but not quite.” Sela responded.

“Energon.” Cliffjumper responded.

“Isn’t that the lifeblood of all Cybertronians?” Proxima asked.

“Bingo.” Cliffjumper responded.

Proxima and her away team exchanged looks. All thinking the same thing. What did we just stumble upon?

“Captain’s Log Supplemental. After setting up Blitzwing, Cliffjumper, and Teletran in the hangar bay…As that was the only place we COULD put them, We are once again on our way back to Federation HQ.”

“In essence. What we’re now flying in is a Titan. A colossal Cybertronian who is to the average Cybertronian what an earth giant is to us…Giant.” Norman reported. After returning to the Equestria and warping out, Proxima called a meeting with her senior staff to discuss the situation. Norman started off by giving a report of what he found in the Federation Database.

“So…if what I’m hearing is correct, we’re now sitting in a living being?” Asked a Denobulan Male in a blue Starfleet uniform.

“That’s right Dr. Boimler. A being who allegedly goes by Harmony CyberSpark.” Norman responded. “They call themselves autonomous robotic organisms.”

“Fascinating.” Sela replied.

“And there’s more. If you recall, two different emblems were found. One on our friend Cliffjumper, and another on Blitzwinger.” Norman said as the screen changed to two emblems, one red, the other purple. “The red one is the emblem of a faction called the Autobots, the purple one belongs to the Decepticons.” He reported.

“Decepticons…That sounds like a villain faction.” Sharon responded.

“That’s because it is.” Proxima responded. “My parents exposed me to this ancient earth media franchise at a young age. The Decepticons waged war with the Autobots for control of their planet. The cons wanted to rule the planet like a dictatorship. While the Autobots believe in freedom and justice for all.”

“Sounds familiar.” Baker responded.

“Ok, so clearly we do know all about these beings.” Yamik said. “But what we DON’T know is what happened today.”

“Based on all the evidence gathered.” Sela responded. “I would theorize that they were sent out from their world to find a Titan, along with something they call The Lost One, and bring both back with them.”

“It seems clear who the Titan is since they tried to hijack our ship.” Dr. Boimler responded.

“Indeed.” Sela responded. “However, the Lost One is still an unknown.”

“Maybe not so much.” Baker responded as a thought occurred to her. “When Teletran scanned us, He seemed to like Captain Maxima the most. He reacted the most to her.” She explained.

“What’re you thinking Chief?” Shron asked.

“What if the Captain is somehow connected to all this? Norman, does a Titan require any…Assistance of some sort?” Baker asked.

“In various iterations of the Cybertronian civilization, Titans did in fact need City-Speakers. Kinda like Captains of Starships.” Norman responded.

“That. That right there. What if the Captain was this Titan’s City Speaker? After all she is the Captain of the ship.” Baker said.

Her theory had everyone glancing at each other, each mind racing. “I suppose it could be possible based on all available evidence.” Sela responded. “However unlikely it may be.”

“It was also unlikely that we would run into the REAL LIFE Cybertronians. Look how that turned out.” Norman responded.

“In any event, we need to proceed with caution.” Proxima responded. “Baker, I want you keeping a sharp eye on the Equestria’s systems. Anything stops working I want to know.” She said.

“Aye sir.” Baker responded.

“Norman, I want you to put together a complete debrief of the Cybertronian race and ensure the crew reads it. If we’re gonna be operating a Titan now the crew needs to know what to look out for.”

“Aye captain.”

“Shron, Yamik, Security and Defense is even more vital now that a Decepticon is onboard, Make sure there are no surprises.”

“Yes Captain.”

“Dr. Boimler, run a complete physical on our guests. Anything we can learn about their biology will help us.”

“Of course Captain.”

“Dismissed.” Proxima responded.

The senior staff got out of their chairs and left the ready room. Leaving Proxima and Sela alone. “Ancient Earth got it right.” Proxima commented. “They got it right when they dreamed up the Transformers franchise.”

“It certainly is a curious thought.” Sela responded. “What’s even MORE curious is that Cliffjumper said that their homeworld is outside the Milky way Galaxy, but that’s about all he knows.”

“I mean, it’s been a while. Maybe his memory got corrupted and the exact coordinates were affected.” Proxima reasoned.

“That is plausible.” Sela responded. “But we cannot ignore the possibility that there is something more going on. Something they are not telling us. We cannot rely solely on fiction.”

“Fiction and Reality are two different things. Yes, That is true.” Proxima responded.

“Caution is very much advised for the time being.” Sela responded.

“As always your logic is impeccable Sela.” Proxima responded.

“If I may be allowed to speak Captain. I cannot vouch for Cliffjumper, Blitzwinger, and Teletran, but I will say that you can trust me, as you have so far.” Came the familiar female voice, but not as thundering this time.

Proxima and Sela glanced around, trying to find the speaker, but found no one. After a second, Proxima had an epiphany. “Harmony CyberSpark.” She concluded.

“Yes Captain. That is me. Apologies if I caused any of you distress over these last few hours.” Harmony responded.

“You certainly piqued our intrigue.” Sela responded.

“I thought so. I must admit I am intrigued myself.” Harmony responded. “This is all very new to me.”

“But you are alive?” Proxima asked.

“Yes Captain. I am alive.” Harmony responded.

“And you have stated we can continue to trust you.” Sela pointed out.

“Yes Commander. I may have evolved into something more but I am still a Starfleet vessel. I shall continue to serve in any capacity you need me to.” Harmony said

Proxima and Sela glanced at each other. “Well, that’s comforting to hear Harmony, but you will forgive us if we tread carefully for a bit?” Proxima asked.

“I do not blame you captain.” Harmony responded. “Given the progression of today’s events, prudence is likely to be the order of the day.”

“Agreed.” Sela responded as she and Proxima got out of their chairs

“We’re crewing a Titan now.” Proxima commented. “They’ll love this back at HQ.”

“I’m sure they’ll find it all, fascinating.” Sela responded as the two headed back to the bridge.

To be continued…

Author's Note

Talk about a first mission am I right? Lol.

THX FOR READING!!!!

Episode 4: Theories Go Wild

“Captain’s Log Supplemental, Admiral Vance has authorized upgrades to the USS Equestria ahead of its previously scheduled refit due to actually leaving drydock before all of its intended systems were installed and brought online. Good thing we didn’t need that Spore Drive Mk 3. Teletran is assisting in the upgrades given the USS Equestria’s newly acquired sentience. In the meantime, Voyager K has returned from a survey in the Gamma Quadrant, just in time for me to have a bombshell to drop on a pair of special people in my life.”

“You’re kidding.” A human female commander ranked science officer said to Proxima.

“This has to be a joke.” A human female lieutenant commander engineering officer said.

Proxima shook her head. “I’m being serious mom, momma.” She told her two mothers. “My crew and I made first contact with literal transformers. And now the USS Equestria itself is a transformer.” She said. The three were sitting in the mess hall sharing a drink, and Proxima caught her two mothers up on her first mission.

“Proxima, the Transformers is an ancient earth franchise.” Proxima’s mom said. “Fiction.”

Proxima just tapped her combadge to bring up her tricorder HUD and showed them the footage it recorded during the mission. “Alright then, watch this. And then, I’ll bring you onboard to MEET the ones we rescued.” She told her mothers.

Proxima’s two mothers glanced at each other before watching the footage. Proxima could see the shock on their faces forming as the footage progressed. “Holy Scrap.” The Commander said.

“This is real footage?” The LT Cmdr asked.

“As real as it gets.” Proxima responded. “And just keep watching to see something truly insane.”

Her mothers kept watching and saw the Equestria’s transformation into Harmony CyberSpark, and her subsequent handling of the Emerald Rogues. “And who’s this?” The Commander asked.

“Harmony CyberSpark.” Proxima responded. “Effectively the first Cybertronian Starfleet Vessel.”

“Oh I have got to meet her.” The Commander replied.

“I’ll take you aboard, but first…There’s something else that came up out there.” Proxima responded.

“What is it Proxi?” The Lt. Cmdr asked.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

Onboard the Equestria, in the Shuttlebay, Blitzwing let out a grumble in annoyance. “We should just take Harmony and go.” He said. “We don’t need these organics to come with us.”

“Actually we kinda do.” Cliffjumper responded.

“And why’s that?” Blitz asked.

“Because it’s THEIR ship we turned into a Titan. And I’m pretty sure Harmony has already sworn loyalty to them.” Cliff responded. “If Teletran is to be believed.”

“Well, I still don’t get why we need to wait around.” Blitz said. “Can’t they just load up supplies and be done with it.”

“Oh for primus’s sake Blitz.” Cliff responded. “These people don’t have to help us. They are under no obligation to, and yet they are. Just be grateful. Would you rather be stuck in stasis?” Cliff asked.

“Better than waiting around.” Blitz responded.

Cliff just shook his head. “I’m gonna go ask if I can go down to Earth’s Surface. Need to stretch my wheels.” He said. “Don’t do anything while I’m gone.” He warned Blitz as he walked over to a Starfleet engineer.

Blitz just rolled his eyes, before an idea came to him.

Admiral Vance placed his hand on a DNA scanner, and after confirmation, a door opened. “We recently did a reorganization of the vault. And moved the pod into the new maximum security section.” He said to Captain Proxima and her mothers.

“Maximum security?” The commander asked.

“Proxima’s origins are still the biggest mystery currently.” Vance responded as he led the three in. “And we’re still studying it. Suffice to say, it would be catastrophic to lose it.”

“Makes sense.” The lieutenant commander replied.

The four approached another door, and a computer voice spoke to them. “Authorized personnel only, state name, rank, and intention.” It said.

“Fleet Admiral Charles Vance. Here with Captain Proxima Maxima of the USS Equestria, and Commander Hannah Maxima, and Lieutenant Commander Belana Maxima of the Voyager K. We’re here to examine the pod found 22 years ago in the aftermath of the DMA Disaster.” Admiral Vance responded.

“Standby for Identity Scan.” The computer responded as it scanned all four officers. “Identities confirmed. Access granted.” It said as the door opened up.

The four walked into the section, Hannah spoke up after a moment. “So why did you want us here Admiral?” She asked.

“I assume Captain Maxima told you about the new theory regarding her origins? Related to our Cybertronian guests?” Vance asked.

“Yeah she told us. She was gonna take us aboard to meet them when you called.” Belana responded.

“Glad I got you before that. Because I think you should bring them this.” He said as they turned the corner and spied an oval shaped object, the very pod that Proxima arrived in all those years ago.

“Every time I see this thing it gets smaller.” Proxima commented.

“Or you just get bigger.” Hannah responded.

“With this new theory in play, and with the arrival of our Cybertronian guests, there is an opportunity to maybe at last close the book on this particular mystery.” Vance explained. “Maybe one of them recognizes this pod.”

“I mean, that doesn’t necessarily mean this pod came FROM them. An oval is a basic shape and its design is pretty universal.” Belana said.

“Maybe. But if nothing else they might be able to point us in the right direction.” Vance responded.

“So what I’m hearing is, you want us to bring this pod with us on our mission?” Proxima asked.

“Precisely.” Vance responded. “Consider it a bonus objective. While you’re out there, find out who made this pod.”

“Aye sir.” Proxima responded.

“Load it up as soon as possible.” Vance said as he left.

With Vance gone, the three Maximas turned back to look at the pod. “I almost wish we were coming with you. So we can finally solve this mystery together.” Hannah commented.

“Starfleet won’t risk any additional officers when they still have duties here.” Proxima responded.

“Still would've been nice.” Belana said as she scanned the pod with her tricorder. She shook her head. “Its scan reflecting systems are still active. Damn, even after all these years, it still wants to hide its secrets.”

“Let’s see if our Cybertronian friends can tell us what this is.” Proxima said as she touched the pod and tapped her combadge. “Proxima to Equestria, three to beam over.” She said.

All three Maximas and the pod vanished in a flash, now onboard the Equestria.

“Hey Kasey?” Asked Norman.

“Yes Jack?” Kasey asked.

“What ship class is the Equestria? Just so we all remember what it started as. “Jack asked.

Kasey smiled. She, Boimler, Jack Norman, Yamik, Risa, and Shron were all in a lounge area. With the Equestria in Drydock they didn’t have a lot to do. “USS Equestria, NCC-122723. Hydra Class. A long range Intel Exploration Cruiser and Escort Destroyer. 15 type 200 Phaser Arrays, three fore torpedo launchers, three Aft torpedo launchers, three Dual Heavy Phaser Cannons, and three Dual Phaser Beam Banks. And her systems include a shuttle fabrication replicator, cloaking device, a Mk 3 Spore Drive. And she’s capable of MultiVector Separation, allowing her offensive potential from three vectors.” She said.

“And now the USS Equestria is equipped with a transformation ability to transform into the Cybertronian Titan Harmony CyberSpark.” Shron added, earning a chuckle out of everyone.

“Are we now crewing the most powerful ship in the fleet?” Risa asked.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if we were crewing the most powerful ship in the GALAXY.” Yamik responded. “You saw what Harmony did to those Emerald Rogues.”

“Sliced them up like they were nothing.” Jack commented.

“Too bad her T-Cog’s busted. Would LOVE to see her do that again.” Yamik said.

“Take heart Yamik.” Boimler said. “Once we find Cybertron, she’ll be back to 100%.”

“Are you sure there’s NOTHING we can do here Phlox?” Risa asked.

“Cybertronian Biology is still completely alien to me, and everyone in Starfleet. Even if I had the tools I’m not sure if I could do it.” Phlox responded.

“The only thing we CAN do right now is take out the Cog and introduce a second clog so that the flowing Energon can be used in other places.” Kasey said.

“Isn’t a second clog a BAD thing?” Shron asked.

“Teletran, Blitzwing, and Cliffjumper couldn’t think of a good reason NOT to. And right now Energon is at a premium. So it makes sense to make the most efficient use of it.” Kasey explained.

“Should we stop by the Derelict before heading out?” Yamik asked. “See if they had any energon aboard?”

The 6 officers glanced at each other, coming to a realization. “Good point Yamik.” Shron responded. “It wouldn’t hurt to check.”

“Anyone know where Sela or Proxima are?” Risa asked.

“Let’s com the commander.” Phlox responded.

His fellow officers nodded and got up out of their seats, going off to find Proxima.

“Sela. This is an…unexpected call.” Said a male vulcan on a viewscreen.

“Father.” Sela responded simply, it was not lost on her the disdain in the Vulcan’s voice. A disdain she had come to expect from him.

“What is the nature of this call?” Her father asked flatly.

“I am calling to inform you that I will be away on mission for a while, outside of the galaxy.” Sela replied. “As such we will likely not be able to communicate as easily or have as many chances.” She explained.

“I see.” Her father responded. “For what reason do we need to be informed?” He asked.

“Because despite all the signs you have given me over the years pointing to the contrary, I still harbor a belief that you care about your daughter and would wish her well on a dangerous mission.” Sela responded coldly.

“Your belief is misplaced.” Her father said. “You are a disappointment and a disgrace to our family and it would be best if we terminated contact permanently.” He told her.

Hearing that, Sela’s anger boiled hotter than it already was as she clenched her fists on the desk. “...So be it.” Sela responded after her brain processed what her father just said to her. “Live Long and Prosper, all of you.” She told her father.

Rather than repeat the Sentiment, the male Vulcan just cut the connection. Leaving Sela alone in her quarters on the Equestria. “Computer.” Sela said. The familiar beep told her the computer was listening. “Erase all members of the house of T’Pala from my contact list permanently.” She said.

“This action cannot be undone. Please confirm that you wish to proceed.” The computer responded.

One word, that was all Sela needed to say. She stared at the names of the contacts she was intending to delete. Thinking back to all the pain she had received from her so called family through the vast majority of her life. By all accounts she should have done it years ago, but despite that, she kept a door open for them as it were, a chance for them to change. But it was made clear just now that that would never happen. She opened her mouth to confirm. “...No.” She said after a moment’s hesitation. “Cancel deletion.”

“Deletion canceled.” The computer responded. The view screen went dark, and Sela just stared at it, contemplating her decision. She had a neutral expression, but her mind raced with one phrase. They will never come around, why can’t I let go?

At that moment, Shron’s voice came from her combadge. “Commander Sela, Are you busy? We had an idea that we would like your opinion on.” He said.

After composing herself, Sela tapped her combadge in response. “On my way.” She said as she got up from her chair and insta-transported out of her quarters on the USS Equestria.

Teletran scanned the pod with his scanner with Proxima watching, while Hannah and Belana were trying to keep their cool over being in the same room as CYBERTRONIANS. “Amazing.” Hannah said as she and Belana stared up at Blitzwing. “Actual, real life Cybertronians.”

Blitzwing just eyed them skeptically. “It’s not that amazing.” He said. “We’re just one of many species in the universe.”

“Yes. But this is different, we once thought you to be literal fiction. Nothing more.” Belana explained.

“To get to meet living Cybertronians would have been a dream come true in Ancient Earth times.” Hannah said.

Blitz just rolled his eyes while Teletran finished his scan. “Well, I can confirm this much at this time, this pod definitely came from outside of this galaxy.” He said.

“We figured that much.” Proxima responded. “What else can you tell us?”

“For more information I need to do a more in depth scan of this pod.” Teletran responded. “This pod is deflecting all attempts to do an in depth scan. I am confident I can break through that but will need time.” Teletran responded. “If that is OK of course.”

“We’ll be bringing this Pod with us so you’ll have plenty of time to analyze this thing.” Proxima responded. “Thank you for agreeing to take a look Teletran.” She said.

“It’s the least I can do in return for you giving us a ride back to Cybertron.” Teletran responded. “As soon as I have something I shall inform you.”

“Much appreciated Teletran.” Proxima said.

“Captain Maxima, please report to Headquarters Embassy. Ambassador Starscout requests your presence.” A computer voice voiced from her combadge.

“Acknowledged.” Proxima responded, albeit confused. She knew Ambassador Starscout was Equis’s top ambassador. She had met her several times throughout her life. Although she couldn’t think of a reason the ambassador had to specifically request her presence. Despite the confusion, she knew better than to keep the Ambassador waiting. So she bid farewell to everyone and insta-transported back to HQ

In the Embassy, an orange furred Alicorn stood by a window, looking at a PADD when she heard a familiar voice. “Ambassador Starscout.” The mare looked up and saw her friend Proxima approach.

“Cadet-er, sorry. Captain Maxima.” Starscout corrected herself. “Congratulations on your promotion.”

“Does it count as a promotion if it’s straight out of the academy?” Proxima asked, making both mares chuckle.

“I don’t know. But still, congratulations.” Starscout responded.

“Thanks.” Proxima responded. “What can I do for you?” She asked.

“I heard about what happened recently. Talk about an insane first mission.” Starscout responded.

“You’re telling me.” Proxima responded. “I’ve already had to pinch myself several times just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.”

“And now you’re off to find a new world. You’ve certainly come a long way.” Starscout responded. “Sometimes I wonder if maybe I should join Starfleet.” She mused.

“You should. You might make first contact on your very first mission.” Proxima responded.

“And it might go well given my background in diplomacy.” Starscout responded, both girls chuckled again. “And that brings us nicely to why I wanted to see you. Equis just developed something that I think you could use while out there. The Harmony Core.” Starscout told Proxima.

“The Harmony Core?” Proxima asked.

“It’s a new energy core that harnesses the power of both the Elements of Harmony and the Unity Crystals.” Starscout explained.

Proxima stared at the Ambassador in disbelief, knowing what both of those terms meant. “Sunny, please don’t tell me the most powerful crystals on Equis are integrated into the core.” She said. “Equis needs those does it not?” She asked.

“Ever since we joined the Federation, every threat that Equis faces can be handled by the Federation without the Elements of Harmony or Unity Crystals getting involved. So we decided to put them to use.” Sunny responded.

“And you believe we need it out there?” Proxima asked.

“Extra galactic space is dangerous. We have no idea what’s out there. And I would hate for the lot of you to meet a premature end when it could’ve been prevented.”

Proxima continued to stare at her friend for quite a bit, unsure of what to think. Finally, she just sighed. “The Harmony Core is already on its way isn’t it.” She said. Knowing her friend.

“It’ll be here tomorrow, and it will be installed as soon as it arrives. I already talked to Admiral Vance.” Sunny responded. “If you want it of course.”

Proxima just sighed, sensing that Sunny wouldn’t take no for an answer. “I’ll alert the Drydock crew.” She said. “Thank you Sunny, I promise we’ll guard the core with our lives.”

“All we ask.” Sunny responded.

On the surface of Earth, a Red Muscle Car with horn on its hood screeched down a stretch of road in the countryside, probably the first set of tires to touch that road in centuries. The car had one thing different though, no driver. Cliffjumper soared down the road at maximum speed. “Woohoo! This is what I’m talking about! Yippee Ki Yay!” He bellowed out into the open.

“Teletran to Cliffjumper. Do you copy?” Cliff heard Teletran say through their comlink.

“I read you Teletran. What’s up?” Cliff asked.

“I need to talk to you. Got a minute?” Teletran asked.

“Shoot.” Cliff responded as he turned off the radio.

“I was brought a pod the Federation had. And after studying it and learning Captain Proxima’s own history. I believe Captain Maxima to be the Original Protoform, The Lost One.” Teletran Announced.

Cliffjumper hit the brakes hard and he skidded to a halt. “What?!” He asked.

“Indeed. The pod that the Federation owns? She was discovered in the pod. And the pod is in fact of Cybertronian origin.” Teletran explained.

“Are you certain?” Cliffjumper asked.

“Preliminary intelligence points in that direction. Yes.” Teletran responded.

“But wait, she’s an organic though. How could she come from Cybertron if she’s organic?” Cliff asked, confused.

“I theorize that her pod somehow picked up Organic DNA and merged it with her Cybertronian CNA. I am going to attempt to access the pod’s flight data.” Teletran responded.

“Have you told the Captain yet?” Cliff asked.

“No, and I do not intend to until I have concrete evidence in the form of a flight plan.” Teletran responded.

“If you’re accessing its flight plan you HAVE to tell them what you find. Especially if that flight plan has its origin point on Cybertron.”

“We shall see what happens.” Teletran responded. “But one thing is clear. Whatever the captain may think, she is probably wrong.” He said.

“Any other signs that point to Captain Maxima’s Cybertronian Origins?” Cliff asked.

“She can retract her horn and her wings into her body and hide them from plain sight. Something like an Alt mode but not really.” Teletran responded.

“Solid sign.” Cliff responded. “I’m on my way back. I want to check out this pod myself.” After that, Cliff cut the connection, put pedal to the metal, and did a stationary U turn to go back. This is going to be an interesting adventure. He thought on the way back.

To Be Continued…

Author's Note

Ooh. This is getting interesting. I wonder how this will play out.

THX FOR READING!

Episode 5: Conned

“Today is a day all cadets that go through Starfleet Academy aspire to arrive at. The day you all are cut loose from the Academy and ship out into the unknown. Today is the Graduation Ceremony for the class of 3212. I remember when I was a Cadet much like yourselves, I remember looking up and thinking about all the stars in the sky that I get to visit after I graduate. Since then, I have learned that sometimes, the greatest discoveries are much closer than we realize. And sometimes, fate likes to throw curveballs at us. As a lot of you probably know already.” Captain Micheal Burnham addressed the graduating Cadets in the auditorium.

Today was the Graduation Ceremony for Proxima and her crew, and their fellow class of 3212 cadets. Proxima, as she listened to Captain Burnham’s commencement speech, thought back to her four years at Starfleet Academy, starting with her acceptance. Because of her magical abilities, the Federation had at first classified her as a genetically enhanced augment, something that was illegal in the Federation and any who were genetically modified were barred from Starfleet. Fortunately for her, both of her mothers had argued that her magical abilities were part of her DNA right from birth, and NOT genetically modified after the fact, which technically did not make her genetically enhanced at all. This was backed by Equis explaining that magic was a part of a horned pony’s physiology and was completely natural. As such, Starfleet allowed the acceptance to go through. After that, it was smooth sailing. She excelled in her classes, made friends, and–Proxima jumped a bit when she felt a hand on her back, bringing her out of her thoughts. She glanced around and saw that the hand was Sela’s.

She relaxed and smiled. Sela T’Pala, A vulcan she met when they were kids. Proxima had been told that Vulcans weren’t the easiest to make friends with, but despite that, she and Sela hit it off on their second meeting. The two had grown close over the years. Forming a bond that very few could claim to have. They were partners in crime, amigos, Two peas in a pod, the best of friends. Which had come in handy on more than one occasion for the both of them. Really, Proxima couldn’t think of anyone else she’d rather have by her side commanding a starship. Especially now with their new mission.

All that was nice, but there was also another, more primary reason why Sela put her hand where she did. Proxima had found early on that her peers, mainly her friends, would sometimes subconsciously pet her like they would a dog if she was within arms reach. She figured it had to do with her fur and being smaller than most humanoids her age. Not to say it was a problem. She actually welcomed the pets. There was something oddly soothing about being pet.

Her attention was grabbed back to Captain Burnham when she gave the closer to her commencement speech. “And so, as you all forge your own legacies, always remember that no matter how far you go, you will never be alone out there. There will always be like minded people, exploring the stars and seeking out the unknown. Now, Go Boldly where no one has gone before.” She finished.

Admiral Vance took the stage after Burnham’s speech. “Thank you Captain Burnham. Now, with everything that has been said. You cadets have all waited long enough, It is my honor to officially declare all of you fully fledged Starfleet Officers. Congratulations to you all.” He announced.

The gathered crowd, both spectators and newly Minted officers alike, erupted in cheers, pride, accomplishment, and a new sense of purpose sweeping the room. A good day for all.

Meanwhile, in the Equestria’s shuttlebay, Blitzwing, who had decided to stay back while Cliff and Teletran attended the graduation ceremony, walked up to a console and used a pointer thing to tap at it. “Harmony CyberSpark, You there?” He asked.

“I am here Blitzwing.” Harmony responded. “What can I do for you?”

“We got the all clear to embark on our voyage to find Cybertron. Set course for the Derelict.” He told her.

“We’re cleared? But my sensors do not indicate the crew onboard, and I am told the Harmony Core is on its way to be installed.” Harmony responded, confused.

“No it's already been installed and the crew is onboard. Your sensors are just off.” Blitzwing responded.

“...Alright, if you say so Blitzwing.” Harmony responded as she powered up her engines. “Setting course for the Galactic Barrier.” She announced.

Blitzwing meanwhile smirked to himself. Something to be said about easily trusting individuals. He thought. He had grown tired of waiting and decided to convince Harmony to leave now, which turned out to be easier than he expected, with Harmony being more trusting then he expected.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

“Personal Log, Stardate 32120518.11: It was a long road getting from there to here, but finally, we made it. We’re fully fledged Starfleet Officers. Sure we were called into service earlier than expected. But we had proven we were ready…I can only hope that the coming voyage will not prove that belief wrong.”

After the Graduation Ceremony. The room had quickly been converted to a reception area, complete with refreshments and tables. At one table, the Command staff of the Equestria raised their glasses. “To our advancement to fully fledged officers.” Shron said.

“And to our new adventure. May we go boldly into the unknown together. As a team.” Proxima added.

“Here here!” The entire staff responded as they all clanked their glasses and took a sip of Romulan Ale. Something that had been legal in the Federation ever since Ni’Var rejoined the Federation.

“Mmm. I’m glad this stuff is legal now.” Yamik commented. “SO good.”

“I tend to prefer Kanar. But that’s just me.” Kasey responded. “Not to say this Ale is bad.”

“Try Andorian Ale sometime.” Shron replied. “That stuff will really get you going.”

“I just might.” Kasey. “After all, we have a long voyage ahead of us.”

“Yeah. When do we leave?” Jack asked.

“As soon as the Harmony Core is installed, I’d say we’ll be ready to go midday tomorrow.” Kasey responded.

“The sooner the better.” Phlox responded. “Anyone else get the sense the Blitzwing might try something?” He asked.

“Try something Doctor?” Sela asked.

“Like, maybe under our nose? I mean he IS a Decepticon according to his insignia, and decepticons are, by the nature described in the debrief, decepticon, manipulating, conniving villains.” He said.

“That is a great description of them Doc.” Said the familiar voice of Cliffjumper. They all turned to see a red muscle car slowly moving towards them.

Risa smiled as she recognized the voice. “Cliffjumper? Is that you?” She asked.

“That’s right Commander. It’s me. Cliffjumper.” Cliff responded as he revved his engine. “I love Earth! Have you guys seen the ancient automobiles this planet has? I get that technology advances but there is just something attractive about wheels and tires.” He said.

“Could it be that your faction is called AUTObots?” Shron asked, emphasizing the auto in Autobots.

“Maybe.” Cliff responded.

“Moving along from that.” Teletran said, crawling up beside Cliff. “Congratulations on your graduation all of you.” He said. “I can tell all of you worked very hard for this.”

“Thanks Teletran.” Proxima responded.

“Your sentiment is appreciated.” Sela said.

“So did I hear we’ll ship out midday tomorrow?” Cliffjumper asked.

“That’s the plan. We’re still waiting on one component.” Risa said.

“And then we’re gonna hit the Derelict on the way, to see if there’s any Energon we can stock up on.” Tamil added.

“…That’s a good idea actually.” Cliffjumper responded. “I actually can’t remember if there’s Energon there so it wouldn’t hurt to check.”

“I concur. It’s a logical move to check our old ship for Energon.” Teletran responded.

Jack nodded, before something caught his eye. He looked up and out the open window, and saw something he knew shouldn’t be happening. “Uhm…guys, the Equestria is doing a flyby.” He said.

All the senior staff turned their heads to look out the window, and saw their ship flying by. “Uh, I thought she was supposed to be in drydock still?” Cliff asked.

“She is.” Proxima responded as she tapped her combadge. “Captain Maxima to Harmony, what the hell are you doing outside Drydock?” She asked.

“We’re embarking on our voyage Captain.” Harmony responded.

Proxima was about to ask who gave her the order, before they all saw Harmony go right into warp, effectively out of com’s range. “…what the hell?” Jack asked.

“Did…did Harmony just BAIL?” Shron asked.

Before anyone could do anything, they all heard Vance’s voice shouting through Proxima’s combadge. “Captain Maxima! Your ship just bailed!” He shouted.

“We saw it sir.” Proxima responded. Panic and alarm becoming apparent on hers and everyone’s faces.

“I did not authorize her departure. What is going on?” Vance asked.

Proxima was about to answer, before Cliffjumper came to a realization. He knew someone who was on the Equestria, and would do something like this. “I don’t Believe it. Blitzwing!” He exclaimed.

“Blitzwing?” Sela asked.

“…He hijacked the Equestria!” Phlox deduced. “He stole our ship!”

Proxima facehooved. “Oh for the love of…” She got back to the Admiral. “Admiral, we know who’s responsible.”

A few minutes later, Vance, Maxima, Sela, Kasey, and Captain Burnham were in Ops, and the Admiral was not happy. “How did this even happen? Harmony told us she would follow orders.” He said.

“Given she is still quite young, I would theorize that perhaps she is still a bit too trusting, and Blitzwing took advantage of that and told her it was ok. And that we were all ready.” Sela said.

“That would make sense. I remember when Zora was just coming into sentience. She too had to grow just like an infant would.” Captain Burnham responded.

“And now she’s in the hands of a con.” Proxima responded. “We need to stop her before she can get outside the galaxy.”

“We might have time to catch up to her.” Kasey reported as she joined them. “She’s set a course directly to the Derelict where this all started.” She said.

“Why would she go there?” Vance asked.

“We were going to head there once we departed sir.” Proxima responded. “We were going to see if we could salvage any Energon we could stockpile for medical emergencies before we left the galaxy.”

“That gives us a chance to catch up to and stop her.” Sela said.

“I’m sending all available ships to those coordinates. Maximum warp.” Vance responded.

“Discovery can Spore jump ahead and be there when Equestria gets there.” Burnham suggested.

“Good idea captain.” Vance responded. “Take the Equestria’s senior staff and get to that Derelict.” He said before turning to Proxima and Sela. “As for you. Once that ship gets within range, get onboard and get that ship back under control.” He said.

“Oh don’t worry sir. We’ll get that ship back.” Proxima responded.

“Get going.” Vance ordered.

Proxima, Sela, and Kasey followed Burnham out of Ops. Kasey shook her head. “I was hoping we wouldn’t have a problem like this until WELL after we entered Extra Galactic Space.” She commented.

“I am gonna have some choice words for Blitzwing when I get my hooves on him.” Proxima responded.

As they left, the Admiral turned to an ensign. “Find the other Cybertronians and detain them for questioning. For all we know this is a prelude to an attack.” He said.

“Aye sir.” The Ensign responded.

On the USS Discovery, Captains Burnham and Proxima, and the entire Senior Staff of the USS Equestria insta-transported onto the Discovery bridge. “Commander Detmer, Fire up the engines and move us to a safe distance from Federation HQ.” She ordered. “We have an AWOL starship to catch.”

“Yes Captain.” Detmer responded as the officer threw the Discovery into motion.

“Stamets, Prime the Spore Drive, prepare to jump on my command.” Burnham called down to engineering.

“Aye Captain, where are we going?” Stamets asked.

Jack borrowed a console on the bridge. “I’ll put in the coordinates. 87 Charlie by 271.” He said, putting them into the console. “It’s the Derelict we found our Cybertronian friends in.”

“Copy that. Spore Drive is primed and ready captain.” Stamets responded.

“Black Alert.” Burnham ordered. The lighting on the bridge changed and an alarm blazed. “Let’s fly.” Burnham said.

The USS Discovery spun its saucer and it did a barrel roll before disappearing in a flash, while the fleet around Federation HQ set their courses and jumped into warp.

Back onboard Federation HQ, Teletran and Cliff had been surrounded by armed security officers, and Cliffjumper was talking to the President. “Madame President, I can assure you that Blitzwing acted on his own and this stunt was all his idea. I give you my word.” He said.

“Forgive me if this incident put a dent in my trust towards you Cliffjumper.” President Rillak responded.

“We understand. But logically, if we were in on the plan, would we be here or on the Equestria?” Teletran asked.

“You two could have been left behind to cause as much chaos as possible.” Admiral Vace responded as he joined the President’s side. “Chaos that we would still be recovering from by the time your space fleet comes around and finishes us off.”

“...Ok, that’s fair.” Cliff admitted. “But I assure you that our planet would NEVER do that. If Cybertron were to send any ships, they would be here to THANK you for helping us. I can put my life on that.” He said.

“Why did your pal do this?” Vance asked.

“He grew impatient that we were taking so long to get underway would be my best guess.” Teletran responded. “He feels we do not need Equestria’s crew onboard to bring us home.” He explained.

“And what will he do once he reaches the Derelict and finds our people waiting for him?” President Rillak asked.

“One of two things will happen. Either he’ll just sulk, or he’ll try, and most likely succeed, to convince Harmony to go on the offensive.” Cliff said.

“Well that’s just great.” Vance responded sarcastically.

“If it is any consolation, you should have no problems disabling Harmony. I highly doubt that at her young age she has learned to fully control all her systems on her own.” Teletran tried to offer.

“She might force us to destroy her.” Vance responded. “We have to think about the Federation first, Harmony second.”

“Captain Maxima should be able to prevent that. She IS Harmony’s City-Speaker, in that she captains her.” Cliff said.

“I hope you’re right.” President Rillak responded.

Discovery reappeared out of thin air near the large Derelict. “Captain, we've arrived at the Derelict.” Detmer reported.

Burnham got out of her chair and everyone on the bridge stared out the window at the massive ship. “Holy macarol.” One officer said.

“THAT’S the Derelict?” Burnham asked.

“Yep. That’s it, the Derelict that started all this.” Proxima responded.

“Somehow it looks bigger than it did before.” Jack commented.

“Captains, I’m reading the Equestria exiting warp.”

Everyone looked out the viewscreen to see the USS Equestria exit warp right in front of them. “Right on schedule.” Proxima commented as she tapped her combadge. “Harmony. It’s Captain Maxima.” She said.

“What can I do for you Captain?” Harmony asked.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? You’re still supposed to be in drydock.” Proxima told Harmony.

“I am?” Harmony asked. “But the Core’s installed and everyone’s onboard? We are ready to go?”

“No, we weren’t. The crew were all at our graduation reception, and the Harmony Core is still on its way to drydock.” Proxima explained.

“But Blitzwing said we could leave…Now I am confused.” Harmony said.

“We’re coming over there to sort it all out. Do not do anything until we do.” Proxima said. She turned to her senior staff. “Yamik, Shron, head to the shuttlebay with a security force and detain Blitzwing. Boimler, Baker, make sure Harmony didn’t hurt herself. Risa, Norman, we’re here now so might as well scan for Energon in the Derelict. Sela, you and I will handle Harmony.” She gave out orders.

“Discovery will remain on station and escort you back to Federation HQ when you’re ready.” Burnham said.

“Appreciate it, Captain.” Proxima responded as she and her senior staff all tapped their combadges and teleported over to their ship.

With them gone, Burnhm turned to her own crew. “Let the fleet know that the situation is under control.” She said.

“Aye captain.” An officer responded.

“Captain, might I have a word?” A British female voice addressed Burnham.

“What is it Zora?” Burnham asked.

“If you and Captain Proxima allow it, I believe it would be beneficial for Harmony CyberSpark to talk to the only other Sentient Starship in the fleet. Given she is going through a similar journey to mine. I believe it will help her in the long run.” Zora responded.

“You have my permission. Ask Captain Proxima later.” Burnham responded.

“I shall do so. Thank you Captain.” Zora responded.

“I apologize for the confusion Captain, Commander.” Harmony said. Proxima and Sela were in Proxima’s Ready Room, calling Harmony in for a chat. So she appeared in her holographic blue orb. “I had genuinely believed Blitzwing when he said everything was ready to depart.”

“We know Harmony. And we’re not mad at you.” Proxima responded.

“You are young, and the younger someone is, the more trusting they are.” Sela said.

“It is not your fault.” Proxima said.

“I still should have checked with you first.” Harmony responded.

“Well, What is done is done. Now let’s just focus on making sure this does not happen again.” Sela said.

“How do I prevent this in the future?” Harmony asked.

“From now on, you are to only listen to and follow orders from a starfleet officer wearing a Combadge. And if someone NOT wearing a combadge tries to order you around, you check with me, or Commander Sela first.” Proxima responded. “And as far as Blitzwing is concerned, do not listen to a SINGLE word he says until further notice. Which will be when I am confident he can be trusted with you.” She said

“Understood Captain.” Harmony replied. “This will not happen again. I promise.”

“It better not. You nearly gave Admiral Vance a heart attack when you left.” Sela said.

“I will apologize to him once we return.” Harmony responded.

“Good idea.” Proxima responded. “Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have a Decepticon to chew out.” She said as she left the Ready Room.

“She’s mad isn’t she.” Harmony commented, a hint of fear in her voice.

“Not at you Harmony.” Sela responded. “She knows you did not mean to do it.”

“Are you sure Commander?” Harmony asked.

“Take it from me, it takes A LOT for Proxima Maxima to lose her cool, but she always knows just who to direct her rage towards if she needs to.” Sela said.

“Should I warn Blitzwing?” Harmony asked.

“No, do not warn him.” Sela responded. “It will be better to teach him to never piss off Proxima like this again if he did not know what was coming.” She explained.

“Very well.” Harmony responded.

Meanwhile, in the shuttlebay, Yamik and Shron had erected a forcefield around Blitzwing to detain him, and Blitzwing was just sitting there pouting like a child. “Don’t understand why you’re even keeping me in here. You have the ship back.” He commented.

“Yes we do. And we will be ensuring that you cannot pull another stunt like this again.” Yamik responded.

“Was it even that bad? It’s not like I harmed Harmony or anything.” Blitzwing replied.

“THAT IS NOT THE POINT!” Everyone in the shuttlebay heard a booming female voice and Shron and Yamik felt chills down their spines, knowing full well who just arrived.

Proxima had insta-transported right to the Shuttlebay in time to hear Blitzwing say that, and it only worked to further anger her. As she approached the forcefield, Yamik and Shron backed up and plugged their ears, knowing what was coming.

Blitzwing however rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Can I be let out now?” He asked.

“Before I let you out. Let’s make it clear right here, right now.” Proxima said, clearly displaying her displeasure. “This is not a Cybertronian vessel. And you most CERTAINLY do not command this vessel. I do. This is my ship, and I WILL NOT tolerate a hijacking of ANY kind!” She scolded Blitzwing. “Do I make myself clear!” She growled.

Blitzwing just shook his head. “Alright Alright, I get it. Sheesh.” He said.

Proxima nodded. “And actually, it’s even WORSE than you seem to believe. Because not only could this constitute grand theft Starship. You also essentially KIDNAPPED A PERSON!” She added. “Because of the whole Emergence Protocol, Harmony CyberSpark is now a sentient, living, breathing lifeform. And as such is entitled to basic rights. Rights that you very much violated with this stunt.” She said.

“Actually she–” Blitzwing tried to cut in before Proxima stopped him.

“Came with you willingly, yes. Maybe.” Proxima responded. “But you lied to her, tricked her, and took advantage of the fact that she is still learning who to trust. Do you honestly believe this did her any favors?” She said.

Blitzwing listened, and he had to admit that Proxima had a point, Harmony was still young and had yet to grow like any living thing would. “I suppose you have a point.” He said. It was just taking so long to get going.”

“I know you want to get home. Believe me I do.” Proxima responded. “We are fully prepared to venture out into unknown space to bring you home. But we cannot do it without Harmony. And now we need to consider her growth and education.” She said. “We need to all be on the same page, not trying to confuse Harmony to no end. Do you understand?” Proxima asked. “Just like you had to go through growth and education, so does Harmony.”

Blitzwing considered everything being told, and sighed as he realized the gravity of what he tried to do. “You’re right. I didn’t think about what this would do to Harmony. I was too focused on getting home now that the mission is complete.” He admitted.

“Well that was a pretty dumb thing to do.” Shron commented with an eye roll.

“Don’t you think whoever sent you out here also intended for you to help her learn and nurture her to be the best she can be?” Proxima asked.

“That’s more Teletran’s and Cliff’s department.” Blitzwing responded. “I’m more the muscular warrior protector type.” He said.

Proxima just sighed and facehooved. “Whatever. Do we have an understanding?” She asked. “I’m the captain and I have the authority and not you?” She asked.

“Yes…captain.” Blitzwing responded.

Proxima nodded. “Good. So long as you remember that we won’t have anymore pro—“

“Captain.” Jack’s voice said through Proxima’s Combadge. “You better get up here. Emerald Rogues incoming.” He said.

Proxima heard, and groaned. “Oh for the love of, not them again.” She said.

To be continued…

Author's Note

Leave it to a Decepticon to try a stunt like this.

THX FOR READING!

Episode 6: Calm before the Storm

“Captain’s log supplemental. We managed to recover the Equestria and stop it before it left the galaxy, but now we have incoming Emerald Rogues.”

Proxima, Yamik, and Shron all insta transported onto the bridge and took up stations. Proxima immediately walked over to Jack. “Report.” She said.

“Multiple Emerald Rogue contacts heading this way. Beating 292 mark 901.” Jack responded.

“How many and how far out are they?” Proxima asked.

“20 vessels of varying classes, they’ll arrive 2 minutes before the Federation fleet which is 5 minutes out.” Jack replied.

“Good think the Fleet’s coming. I doubt two ships can handle 20. Even if one of them can split into 3.” Yamik said.

“Did you scan for Energon in the Derelict?” Proxima asked Jack.

“I picked up something. So I sent DOTs to investigate. It’s definitely Energon. And I also took the liberty of downloading all we could from the ship’s database.” Jack responded.

“If there is Energon, we could just beam it out of there and be done here before the Emerald Rogues get here?” Risa suggested.

“Won’t work. I tried beaming a single cube, the Energon’s properties make it impossible for the transporters to get a lock. If we want it we’ll need to use Tractor beam Drones.” Jack said.

“So we’d be here for a lot more than 7 minutes.” Proxima responded.

“Captain, given the Energon’s value to us under our current situation, it would be unwise to fall back when the Emerald Rogues might never let us get at it again.” Sela suggested.

“You’re right. Raise Discovery.” Proxima responded.

Captain Burnham appeared on the viewscreen a few seconds later. “Captain Burnham, have you detected incoming Emerald Rogues?” Proxima asked.

“We have, do you have what you need?” Burnham asked.

“No, we don’t. And we can’t get at it before the Rogues arrive.” Proxima responded. “And given the Energon’s value, we can’t leave without it. We might otherwise never be able to get at it again.” She explained.

“Because the Emerald Rogues will block access this time.” Captain Burnham deduced. “Discovery will stand with you. And we’ll warn the fleet.” Burnham cut off the connection.

Proxima was about to order a red alert, when Jack received a notification on his console. “Captain, we’re being hailed by the Emerald Rogues.” He reported.

Everyone on the bridge glanced at each other. Proxima’s mind raced as she came up with a plan. “Maybe I can bluff us out of this.” She said.

“Bluff?” Sela asked.

“If I remind them what happened during our LAST encounter, they might turn tails and run.” Proxima reasoned.

“But captain, Harmony cannot do what she did last time. Her T-Cog is nonoperational.” Sela reminded Proxima.

“They don’t know that. On screen.” Proxima responded.

An Orion female appeared on the viewscreen, and she looked furious. “Captain Proxima. The captain of Starfleet’s newest superweapon, and the only pointy Horse in Starfleet.” She said.

Proxima rolled her eyes at that derogatory term. “That’s me. And if you know what happened to the LAST Emerald Rogues that engaged the Equestria, you would do well to turn around and go back where you came from.” Proxima warned.

“Oh I know full well what happened. And this time we’re taking the Equestria. I suggest you hand it over. Now.” The Orion captain responded.

Proxima and her crew glanced at each other, confused. Did this captain really expect them to just hand over the ship? “You seriously expect us to just hand over this ship?” She asked.

“Yes. I do. And you will. Or face the consequences.” The captain responded.

Before Proxima could reply, the connection was cut. “She can’t be serious.” Shron said after a second.

“She must be feeling pretty high and mighty to make such a blatant demand.” Yamik said.

“Captain, I am confused, what is she talking about when she said Starfleet’s newest superweapon?” Harmony asked.

“She meant you Harmony. She knows what you did to her pals the last time we were here.” Proxima responded. “And now the Emerald Rogues want you.”

“What?” Harmony asked. “But I don’t want to go with them.”

“They don’t care Harmony.” Shron responded. “They just care about power.”

“I’m scared.” Harmony said after a moment to process the situation.

Proxima could tell by her voice that Harmony was terrified that there were others wanting to take her. And after what Blitzwing did, no one could blame her. “I know Harmony.” Proxima responded. “I know you're scared. But you’re not alone.” She assured her.

“You’re just trying to figure all this out and there are already those that want to use you to further their own goals with no regard for anyone but themselves. Honestly I’d be terrified to.” Shron told Harmony.

“But you are in good hands. We will make sure no one uses you for malicious purposes.” Sela said.

“They’ll need to get past us to get to you.” Yamik said.

“You're one of us now. Just as much Starfleet as any of us.” Risa said.

“And Starfleet always have each other's back 100%. We’re a team. Now and forever.” Norman said.

“You once said we could continue to trust you as we always have. Do you trust us?” Proxima asked.

“I do captain.” Harmony responded.

“Then trust us to keep you safe. Have faith that we’ll get you through this.” Proxima said. “Just relax, and let us handle the rest.”

“Alright captain.” Harmony said.

“Red alert. Weapons hot deflector to maximum!” Proxima declared.

Alarms began blazing and the lighting on the bridge changed to red as Proxima started barking out orders. “Norman, signal the Federation Fleet and Discovery, have them move into a defensive formation between the Derelict and the incoming Emerald Rogue fleet.” She said as the Federation Fleet dropped out of warp in front of them.

“Aye captain.” Norman said as he signaled the fleet, along with an explanation as to why.

“Prestine, go through the Energon data and find a way to beam the Energon into Equestria’s cargo bay.” Proxima said.

“We could just use multiple ships.” Prestine responded. “If we blow a hole, we can catch the cubes being sucked out and any ships nearby can catch them. And safely load them into the Equestria once we’re back at Federation HQ.”

“That might be the best plan.” Norman said. “The Energon’s properties make it difficult at best to transport and given the situation, we may not want to stick around here for long.”

“Alright, Prestine devise a plan for the salvage op.” Proxima said.

“Aye captain.” Prestine responded.

Proxima walked back to her captain’s chair and sat down, with Sela sitting next to her. “I hope our coming voyage doesn’t consist of a battle every week.” Sela commented.

“I’m fully expecting weekly shenanigans out there. It’s the unknown Sela.” Proxima responded.

“Impeccable logic as always captain.” Sela replied.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

Right on schedule, everyone saw the Emerald Rogue fleet drop out of warp. True to Norman’s report, there were twenty vessels. Norman received a signal from their own starships. “Captain, the fleet stands ready. Emerald Rogue ships are powering weapons and raising shields.” He reported.

“Attack pattern Omega 7. Shron, engage MultiVector Mode.” Proxima responded.

“Aye captain.” Shron responded as he pressed the button. The Equestria split in three and each segment stood ready.

The first shot came from the Emerald Rogues and suddenly, beams of weaponized energy and torpedoes were flying in all directions. Each blast slamming into a vessel. The Starfleet Vessels tried their best to stay between the Emerald Ships and the Derelict. At one point the Equestria’s three segments flew alongside those of her sister ship, the prototype USS Hydra. On the bridge of the Equestria, Sparks were flying. “Captain! The Hydra’s signaling us. They think we should swarm the upcoming Dreadnaught together and attack from 6 different vectors!” Yamik called.

“Form up with them, set course to intercept and swarm.” Proxima responded.

“Harmony. Are you doing ok?” Sela asked the ship.

“Would any of you judge me if I said I would rather hide behind the Derelict until this was over?” Harmony asked.

“Considering the situation we’ve been put in, I think I’d rather do that too.” Prestine admitted.

“Shields are holding firm and weapons are still going strong.” Shron said. “I’d say we’re doing pretty well for what is essentially a ragtag team of academy graduates skeleton-crewing a newly minted infant sentient starship.” He said.

The segments of both the Equestria and her sister ship the USS Hydra proceeded to swarm and destroy the Emerald Rogue Dreadnaught they were targeting. During the explosion, the Hydra hailed the Equestria. “Captain Maxima.” The Hydra’s captain acknowledged. “This is Captain Freeman of the Hydra. I was briefed on the Equestria’s situation. Quite the week you’ve had.” He said.

“That’s putting it mildly.” Proxima responded.

“How’s your ship holding up?” Freeman asked. “Or does she prefer to go by her new identity?”

“Either is acceptable.” Harmony responded.

“She’s hanging in there, but she’s an infant thrown into a battle against her will.” Proxima said.

“Then let’s finish this.” Freeman responded. “My crew’s identified the commanding ship. What do you say we chop the head off the snake.”

“Equestria’ll take the rear. You take the front.” Proxima proposed.

“I can get behind that.” Freeman said.

“Captain!” Yamik called. “Discovery’s in trouble.” He reported. “They need help.”

Proxima was about to consider what to do, before Freeman beat her to it. “I can take the Equestria’s other segments. Go help Discovery.” He said.

“Alright. Good luck Captain.” Proxima responded.

“You too.” Freeman responded as the connection was cut.

“Attack pattern delta 4. Head for Discovery’s position.” Proxima ordered.

“Aye captain!” Norman responded, setting course for Discovery's position.

The Equestria’s Saucer section blazed its impulse engines and kicked it into high gear to Discovery’s position. They found Discovery surrounded by a dreadnought and two lower class vessels. “Let’s unleash the Hydra. Target the Dreadnaught. All weapons, fire at will.” Proxima ordered.

“Aye captain.” Shron responded. The Equestria unleashed its weapons on the Dreadnaught, and combined with Discovery’s firepower, the Dreadnaught was very quickly disabled, and soon destroyed.

Around that same time, the command ship the Hydra had identified was destroyed as well. And once that happened, the remaining Emerald Rogue ships disengaged and got the heck out of there. “Captain. They’re in full retreat.” Prestine reported happily.

“Does that mean we won?” Harmony asked.

“I think so Harmony.” Proxima responded. “Good job everyone.” She said.

“Even so, we still should not stick around for very long.” Sela said. “They might be back again.”

“Agreed.” Proxima responded. “Prestine, plan for the salvage op?” She asked.

“All ready to go captain.” Prestine responded.

“Signal the fleet, and make it so.” Proxima replied.

“Captain’s Log Supplemental: Harmony has been safely returned to Archer Spacedock to receive her remaining upgrades. And we successfully salvaged not just the energon, but the entire Derelict has been successfully moved to a research facility orbiting Earth’s Moon, where the Emerald Rogues will never get to it. I’m not sure I can adequately express the relief I felt when I realized that we actually made it through this in one piece. Dr. Boimler believes that this experience has traumatized Harmony to some degree, but he says that it should not affect her too much. As for the CAUSE of this incident, Cliffjumper assures me that it will not happen again.”

“Blitzwing I cannot believe you right now!” Cliff scolded his fellow Cybertronian.

“Do you have ANY idea the gravity of what you did?” Teletran asked.

Blitzwing sighed. Not five minutes after returning to Earth, Proxima immediately had him transported OFF the USS Equestria to the auditorium area, the only place in Federation HQ that could hold the two giants. “Proxima already talked to me. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I’m sorry.” He said.

“You should be sorry.” Teletran responded.

“Not only did you traumatize Harmony, you also made us look bad in front of the Federation. They now are suspicious, and appropriately so, that we’re a prelude to an attack.” Cliffjumper told him.

“We’re lucky to still be allowed to leave without legal action.” Teletran said. “They were ready to throw us in jail.”

“Please, these organics cannot hold us.” Blitzwing said dismissively.

“Do not count them out. Especially now that they have Harmony.” Cliff responded.

“Look, I’m sorry ok? I messed up. I acknowledge that I did. I promise it won’t happen again…without good reason.” Blitzwing replied.

“It won’t happen again PERIOD.” Cliff said. “If you ever do anything like this without warning, I will help them detain you.” He warned.

“Alright, fine.” Blitzwing responded.

Cliffjumper facepalmed and sighed. “So much for a smooth transition for Harmony.” He said.

“Maybe we should leave her growth and development up to the ones that made her in the first place. At least for now.” Teletran suggested. “Given that we have not proven we can be trusted right now.”

“That might be for the best.” Cliff responded. “Let her come to us.”

“So long as she doesn’t come to me for advice. I’m a bad influence it seems.” Blitzwing said.

“No kidding.” Cliff replied.

“I apologize for departing without permission Admiral. Rest assured it will not happen again.” Harmony told Vance. When they returned. Captain Proxima took Harmony’s blue orb directly to Admiral Vance.

“I hope not. We can't have starships just leaving whenever. There are procedures and clearances you need before departure. If another starship had been in front of you you might have hit them.” Vance explained. “Not to mention you left without your crew, which is something no starship should EVER do.”

“I understand that now Admiral. I will be sure to follow protocol going forward.” Harmony said.

Vance nodded. “Now that that is out of the way. I will say that I am impressed with how well Equestria handled itself in the battle with the Emerald Rogues. I’ve received reports that Equestria was effective even without a full crew.” He said.

“I would personally have LIKED to have had a full crew, but what matters is that we all got out of there alive.” Proxima said.

“Indeed. And this just reassures me that you are just the people we need on this voyage into Extra Galactic Space.” Vance responded.

“Thank you sir.” Proxima responded.

“I want the Equestria underway as soon as possible. How soon can you depart?” Vance asked.

“Soon as upgrades are finished. I estimate 1200hrs tomorrow.” Proxima responded.

“Good. Keep me updated.” Vance responded. “Dismissed.” He said.

Proxima nodded and she and Harmony’s orb, which was being projected from Proxima’s combadge, turned to leave. Before they left though, Proxima remembered something. “Game Night’s tonight Admiral.” She told the Admiral. “You joining us?”

“Both Rillak and I will be there.” Vance responded, smiling. “What’s tonight’s game?”

“Charades.” Proxima responded.

“That’s always fun. We’ll see you there.” Vance replied.

Proxima nodded and she and Harmony left. “Game night captain?” Harmony asked.

“A little tradition. My parents, Sela, and the Admiral and the President all get together once a month and play some games.” Proxima responded. “It’s always fun.”

“It sounds interesting.” Harmony said. “Do you have room for one more? I would be interested in learning charades.”

“I’m actually not sure that’s the right game for you Harmony.” Proxima responded. “It needs a body, not an Orb.”

“Is an orb not a body?” Harmony asked.

“It’s definitely a form, but for charades, you need extremities like legs.” Proxima said.

“Oh. Intriguing.” Harmony responded. “Maybe I could make a body in the holodeck.”

“Now that would be neat.” Proxima replied. “Although, if you still want, I’m sure no one would object to you coming to hang out.” She offered.

“Are you sure?” Harmony asked.

“My parents in particular are HUGE Transformers fans. I’m pretty sure they were over the moon when I told them Starfleet now had a Titan in the fleet, that I captained.” Proxima said. “I know THEY won’t have any objections.”

“I would like that. Thank you captain.” Harmony said.

“Anytime Harmony.” Proxima responded.

Meanwhile, on the Equestria, Kasey and Phlox were looking at a disk like device that had just arrived and was due to be installed in the morning. “So, that’s the Harmony Core eh?” Kasey asked.

“Yep.” Phlox responded. “According to Ambassador Starscout, it utilizes all 6 Elements of Harmony and the three Unity Crystals for power, and it can do quite a few miracles.”

“Did she go into any specifics when you two were talking?” Kasey asked.

“She said a full list of capabilities will be made available after installation…because only then will we know what the Harmony Core can do when installed on the Equestria.” Phlox responded.

Kasey couldn’t help but chuckle. “Seems fitting that the 9 most powerful artifacts in Equestrian history are now going to enhance a vessel named after that society.” She said.

“Poetic Justice. They kept Equestria safe for centuries and now they’ll help keep the Starship Equestria safe.” Phlox said.

“Oh, and Harmony CyberSpark? Elements of Harmony?” Kasey added.

“It is rather amusing.” Phlox responded as the both of them devolved into fits of chuckling. After a few seconds, they calmed back down enough to speak. “Right, well I’m gonna clock out for the day. Got a big day ahead of us tomorrow.” Phlox said.

“Yeah. Tomorrow we venture out into Extra Galactic Space.” Kasey said. “Who woulda ever thought we’d be going out there so soon after Graduation.”

“Life finds a way of throwing curveballs.” Phlox responded.

“No doubt about that.” Kasey replied. “So, see you tomorrow?” She asked.

“I’ll be here.” Phlox responded as the two left, Kasey erecting a force field around the Harmony Core to protect it, and turning out the lights.

“Alright Commander Sela.” A doctor said as he took back the neural scanners he used on Sela. “You’re all set. I will send your medical records to the Equestria and Dr. Boimler can take it from there.” He said.

“Thank you Doctor. Anything out of the ordinary?” Sela asked.

The doctor she had come to did a quick glance at the results, and his brows furrowed. “Hm. Emotional activity did spike a bit recently. Did you experience any emotional outbursts recently?” He asked.

“I…Did have a call with my father recently.” Sela admitted.

“Ooh. Didn’t go well?” The Doctor asked.

Sela hesitated, wondering if she should be honest, but she had also been seeing this Doctor for a while now and thus he probably would be able to tell if she was lying. “That would be putting it mildly.” She admitted.

“What did he say?” The Doctor asked.

“He said that it would be best if we terminated communications indefinitely. That I was a disgrace and a disappointment to the T’Pala family.” Sela said.

The Doctor just shook his head. “Unbelievable. In all my years I never would have thought a VULCAN family would do something so illogical.” He said.

“Vulcans interpret the pursuit of logic in many ways, Doctor.” Sela responded. “Apparently, my family decided that it was logical to treat their daughter like a second-class outcast for her medical condition, and then go against all medical advice and work extra hard to suppress her emotions.” She said.

“And because of that, Your condition has worsened to the point where it WILL kill you if you do not let out your emotions in full within…” The Doctor checked the results of the scan. “17 months.” He said. “And that’s assuming you don’t fight to keep them in.”

“I…am aware of that doctor.” Sela responded. “But it is not as easy as you make it sound. Vulcans have suppressed their emotions for centuries. Since the time of Surak himself.”

“Yes. But I do not believe Surak would condone a Vulcan putting their own health at risk. Sela, if there’s one thing that trumps everything else in life, it’s one’s health. Be it mental or physical.” The Doctor said.

“I agree completely.” Sela responded.

“Then why aren’t you making more of an effort to ensure you don’t DIE?” The Doctor asked.

“As I said, Vulcans have suppressed their emotions and embraced logic for centuries. These are habits that are difficult to break.” Sela responded.

The doctor facepalmed. “Well, for the sake of your health, you need to make more of an effort to break that habit. As much as you might not want to hear this, you are a Vulcan that cannot safely suppress her emotions. And any attempt to do so is risky.” He said.

“...You make some valid points Doctor.” Sela admitted. “But like I said. It is easier said than done.”

“I know.” The Doctor responded as he looked back to his console. “I’ll send your records along to the Equestria. And I’ll send a memo to Doctor Boim–”

“I would…prefer to tell Dr. Boimler myself. If that is acceptable.” Sela cut the Doctor off.

The doctor gave Sela a hard stare. “You’ll go to him yourself and explain all of this?” He asked.

“Yes. I will.” Sela responded.

The Doctor stared at Sela with a neutral expression for several seconds, before nodding. “How about this, I will give you time to tell him, but I am adding an encrypted message that will decrypt if you do not tell him within 72 hours of you leaving for Extra Galactic Space.” He said. “Does that sound like an acceptable compromise?”

Sela wanted to object, but understood that she did not have a lot of ground to stand on. “That is acceptable.” She said after a moment.

“Alright, I’ll let you go now.” The Doctor responded.

Sela nodded and left the Infirmary. After a few seconds, she tapped her combadge. “Maxima Residence.” She said. The badge complied and she insta-transported off of Federation HQ, attending game night. The one night a month that she had looked forward to for years now.

To be Continued…

Author's Note

We are Nearing the end of Volume one of this story.

There will be a few volumes.

This one is the Introductory Volume. Then there are a few more volumes, and then one final volume that culminates everything nicely.

Question is, will it all be one story or will it be multiple stories. None of which will be as long as the average Season of Sparkling Harmony. heheh.

Ahem, but that's a decision for later.

THX FOR READING!

Episode 7: Shipping Out

“First Officer’s Log: Stardate 32120519.12. Upgrades to USS Equestria are complete and we are ready to embark on our mission. Given the nature of her changes, The Equestria has been recommissioned with the registry number NX-122723. The crew is saying their goodbyes in the event we do not come back from this mission, and Captain Burnham has come to us with an interesting idea.”

“It might be a good idea to go to the 10-C first.” Captain Burnham told Commander Sela. The both of them were walking down a corridor.

“The 10-C?” Sela asked. “For what reason would we go to the 10-C?”

“Because they might know something about Cybertron. Something that could help you on your mission. The 10-C have been around for millennia and live in Extra Galactic Space, if there’s a lead, they would likely know about it.” Burnham reasoned.

“Given we have little else to go on, that sounds like a logical course of action. I shall take it to Captain Maxima.” Sela responded.

“Discovery can take you right to them. They actually asked for our presence so it works out nicely.” Burnham commented.

“I do hope the 10-C will not mind you bringing a plus one.” Sela replied.

“Equestria might want to hang back and let us approach the 10-C first. Just in case.” Bunrham said.

“That sounds like the best course of action.” Sela responded.

“Where is Captain Maxima anyway?” Brunham asked.

“Saying goodbye to her parents.” Sela responded. A hint of Sadness in her voice, a hint Burnham picked up.

“Is something wrong?” Burnham asked.

“No. Nothing is wrong.” Sela lied.

Burnham could tell Sela was lying, but decided not to press the issue since it was likely none of her business. “Alright. Just let us know when you’re ready to leave.” Burnham said.

“We shall do that.” Sela said. Burnham insta-transported back to Discovery, leaving Sela in the corridor. Sela stood there for a moment, contemplating that she had just lied to Captain Burnham. She took a deep breath, before she walked off to find the Maximas.

The Maximas meanwhile were in Proxima’s Ready Room. Hannah and Belana wishing their daughter well. “So do you have a plan to remain in contact?” Hannah asked.

“Series of communication buoys we’ll deploy within range of each other.” Proxima responded. “The hardest barrier will be the Galactic Barrier. But beyond that we should have no problem getting a signal through.” She explained.

“Do you have everything you need?” Belana asked.

“Yes, I made sure to double check that I had everything in my quarters.” Proxima said.

Hannah just smirked as she moved her hand out from behind her back and held up a stuffed Elephant. “Mr. Trunk here must’ve blended in so well then that you forgot him.” She said.

Proxima saw the elephant and blushed as she extended her horn and took the stuffed animal in her magic. “Ahem…right, that.” She said.

Belana couldn’t help but chuckle. “We’re so proud of you Proxi.” She told Proxima.

“Feels like just yesterday I brought you home for the first time.” Hannah said. “And now here you are. A captain of a starship, about to head off into Extra Galactic Space. Man I wish we were going with you.” She said.

“Are you telling me you DIDN’T try to convince Uncle Vance to approve a transfer for you two?” Proxima asked with a chuckle.

“...He said we were needed here.” Belana admitted, pouting a little. “When you find Cybertron please take lots of pictures.” She said.

“I will momma.” Proxima responded as she hugged her mothers. “I’ll miss you guys.” She said.

“We’ll miss you two Proxi.” Hannah and Belana responded.

At that moment, the sound of a doorbell sounded, letting them know someone wished to enter. Proxima quickly backed out of the hug, hid the Stuffed Elephant, and retracted her horn. “Enter!” She said.

The door opened and revealed Sela standing there. “I hope I am not interrupting anything.” She said as she entered the Ready Room.

“Nah you’re good Sela.” Proxima responded.

“Captain, Captain Burhnam offered to take us to the 10-C outside the Galaxy. She theorizes that they may know something about Cybertron that will help us in our mission.” Sela told Proxima.

“That’s a good idea.” Proxima replied. “First step in any mystery is asking around.”

“100%. Someone always knows something.” Hannah said.

“Indeed.” Sela responded. “Now that that is settled, Commander Norman also wanted me to let you know that Ambassador Starscout is waiting for you in Engineering. It would seem that the Harmony Core needs the magical signature of the starship captain in order to fully activate.” She explained.

“Right, I’ll head down there now.” Proxima replied. “I’ll be sure to send a transmission once we’re outside the Barrier.” She told her mothers.

“Stay safe Proxi. We love you.” Hannah said.

“Ahem, love you too moms. Take care.” Proxima responded. She tapped her combadge, and Insta-transported directly to Engineering, leaving Sela with her mothers.

With Proxima gone, Belana turned to Sela. “You’ll look out for her whenever possible right?” She asked Sela.

Sela responded with a nod. “I give you my word that she will return from this mission. It is the least I could do.” She hesitated for a moment before continuing. “If I have not adequately expressed such previously, allow me to extend my gratitude to the both of you, and to Proxima…for everything. I owe all three of you a great deal.” She said.

Hannah and Belana understood where it was coming from and the both of them pulled Sela into a comforting hug. “You are always welcome with us Sela.” Hannah said.

“Thank YOU for being so patient with Proxima. I know her magic can go against all logic at times.” Belana told her.

Sela gave off an unnoticeable wince when she was hugged, but she very quickly returned it, before backing off. “I have found it best to just accept her abilities as logic. Especially after we made first Contact with Equis.” She said. “And…I will admit that I have a…personal fondness for Proxima that perhaps runs deeper than that of a sister that I have come to consider Proxima.” She added.

Hannah and Belana glanced at each other, before glancing back at Sela. “You have a crush on her.” They deduced.

Sela stared at the two, while trying to think of an answer. Finally, she relented. “I know that it is something, I do not know if I would categorize it as a crush…” She said.

“You said that your personal fondness for Proxima runs may run deeper than that of sisters right?” Hannah asked. “I would say that is a pretty good indication of a crush.” She reasoned.

Sela considered Hannah’s words, and agreed that it made sense. “That is sound reasoning.” She admitted.

“You two are gonna be out there for a while. Plenty of time to explore this crush of yours.” Hannah said.

“I would not wish to jeopardize what we already have.” Sela replied. “For one thing Proxima’s sexuality is not known.” She said.

“Sometimes you just have to take that risk.” Belana responded. “And if you don’t you’ll end up regretting it for the rest of your life.”

“A valid point.” Sela responded. “I do not know what the future may hold for any of us. However I will always have Proxima’s back to the very end.” She said.

“That’s good to know.” Hannah responded. “We’ll let you get to it then.” She said.

“Take care Sela.” Belana said.

“Live Long and Prosper.” Sela responded, raising a hand and gave them the Vulcan hand gesture. While also MEANING it this time as opposed to the last time she uttered the sentiment.

Hannah and Belana returned the gesture, and they both Insta-transported out. With them gone, Sela returned to the bridge, where Proxima had just transported back up to. “Alright everyone. Status?” Proxima asked.

“All crew is onboard and all supplies loaded Captain.” Norman responded.

“Energon secured?” Proxima asked.

“Yes Captain.” Norman responded.

“Weapons online and compliment of torpedoes is full.” Shron reported.

“Security systems online and crews are working on a brig solution for the Cybertronians should it be needed.” Yamik reported.

“Shields and Sensors are fully operational.” Risa reported.

“Thank you. Engineering, Medbay. Report.” Sela said.

“All ready down here. Harmony Core is online, and the Spore Drive is ready.” Kasey reported.

“We’re standing by ready to receive casualties.” Phlox said.

“Harmony?” Proxima asked. “You ready to go?”

“Yes Captain. I am ready to depart. For real this time, and on your orders.” Harmony responded.

Proxima turned to Norman. “Open a shipwide channel.” She said.

“Channel open.” Norman responded, opening the channel.

“USS Equestria, this is Captain Maxima. We are about to embark for Extra Galactic Space. I know that most of us probably did not have going outside the Galaxy in mind for our first mission following graduation. But if this week is any indication, sometimes life likes to throw curveballs at us. But I know that this crew is ready for the voyage ahead. This is why we joined Starfleet. To explore the unknown, to seek out new life and new civilizations, and boldly go where no one has gone before. The coming voyage will be difficult, but I know that we will weather anything that comes our way. This is what we all trained for. Let’s get it done.” Proxima said, ending her inspirational speech.

After the channel was closed, Proxima started barking out orders. “Helm, request clearance for departure.” She said.

“Federation HQ has cleared us for departure.” The Helm officer responded.

“Commander Norman, signal Discovery, tell them we’ll follow them to the 10-C.” Proxima said.

“Aye captain.” Norman responded as he sent Discovery a signal.

“Helm, one quarter impulse power.” Proxima ordered.

“One quarter impulse power.” Helm confirmed. The USS Equestria powered up her impulse engines and moved forward out of Archer Spacedock.

At that moment, the turbolift door opened and Teletran crawled out and onto the bridge. “Captain Maxima.” He acknowledged.

“Teletran? What are you doing here?” Sela asked.

“If Captain Maxima will allow it, I believe I could be of use here on the bridge.” Teletran responded.

Proxima considered it for a moment, before nodding. “Permission granted.” She said.

“Captain, Discovery has sent jump coordinates and will meet us at the Galactic Barrier.” Norman reported.

“Black Alert.” Proxima ordered. The Bridge lighting acted accordingly and the alarm sounded. “Baker, is the Spore Drive primed?”

“Coordinates input and Spore Drive spinning. We’re ready Captain.” Kasey responded.

“Alright everyone. Be brave, be bold. Be courageous…It’s warp time.” She ordered.

“That is your battle cry?” Teletran asked.

Everyone on the bridge glanced at Teletran. Proxima raised an eyebrow. “I-it’s not a battle cry, perse, it’s more an order to go to warp.” She explained.

“All the greatest Captains in Starfleet history have a warp call.” Shron said. “Pike had hit it, Picard had engage, Dal had Go fast. Freeman from 2380 had Warp Me. Captain Burnham has let’s fly. It has a similar effect to a battle cry, but not so associated with battle.”

“Well if I may be blunt, It’s warp time is not a very good phrase.” Teletran responded. “A bit bland.”

“Seriously? You’re really criticizing my warp call.” Proxima said.

“Just providing constructive feedback.” Teletran responded.

“Feedback noted, let’s just go.” Proxima ordered.

The Spore Drive powered up, and Equestria did a barrel roll before disappearing in a flash of light, entering the mycelial network.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

On the other side of the Galactic Barrier, Discovery and Equestria both emerged from their shared spatial cell they had used to ride to the other side after going through what was the equivalent of midday rush hour. After they emerged from the barrier, Everyone on the Equestria let out a breath they were all holding. “Holy crap.” Risa commented.

“Report.” Proxima responded.

“Shields at 50% and recharging, systems coming back online.” Norman responded. “Injuries from power surges reported on decks 9 and 10, but no casualties. We’re in good shape.”

“How the hell did we ever survive that insanity.” Teletran commented. “We went into stasis well before we reached the barrier.”

“Pure, dumb luck I guess.” Yamik responded.

Proxima tapped her chair’s armrest. “Cliff, Blitz, you two alright?” She asked.

“We’re fine captain.” Cliff responded.

Proxima couldn’t help but smile in response. “Good to hear.” She said. “Harmony?” She asked.

“That was exhilarating.” Harmony responded. “Like rough seas.”

That got the entire bridge, minus Sela, laughing. “Exactly Harmony.” Shron said.

Norman received an alert on his console. “Discovery’s hailing us.” He said.

“Put it through.” Proxima responded.

“Equestria. This is Discovery, what’s your status?” They heard Burnham ask.

“We’re rattled, but we’re ok.” Proxima responded. “I’m guessing it was a smoother ride for you than the last time you were out here?” She asked.

“Definitely smoother.” Burnham responded. “We’ll go ahead at Maximum Warp. I suggest going warp 5. That’ll give us time to open a dialogue with the 10-C and ensure our updated translation algorithms are working.” She said.

“Sounds good Captain.” Proxima responded. “Helm, set course. Warp 5.” She said. “Prestine, set up a communications buoy.” She added

“Aye captain.” The Helm officer responded as Discovery and Equestria went to warp, heading straight for the 10-C home system. After Equestria settled a buoy for communication back to Starfleet.

Dr. Boimler let the final patient leave after treating their injuries sustained during the venture into the galactic barrier. Nothing he couldn’t handle, but he was certain that it would not always be that way. He was cleaning up his tools with his back to the door when he heard it open and Commander Sela spoke up. “Doctor Boimler. Do you have a moment?” She asked.

Boimler turned to see the commander standing there with her hands clasped behind her. “Certainly Commander.” Boimler responded. “Is there something wrong?”

“I would speak with you, Preferably in private.” Sela responded.

Boimler nodded and led her to his office, which he sealed. “So, what is it that you wanted to talk about?” He asked.

“I assume you have received my medical records.” Sela said.

“I have.” Boimler responded.

“Have you reviewed it?” Sela asked.

“I have not, I don’t usually do so until a patient’s first appointment with me. Why?” Boimler asked.

“There is…something that I have been advised to speak with you about. A medical condition I have.” Sela responded.

Boimler blinked, caught off guard. “Medical Condition?” He asked.

“One that will kill me in 17 months if something is not done to mitigate the severity.” Sela explained.

THAT set off alarms in Boimler’s head. “You have a fatal Medical Condition?” He asked as he sat down at his desk and pulled up Sela’s medical file. He immediately saw an oddity. “What’s Emotional Suppression Inhibition?” He asked. “I’ve never heard of it.”

“We do not discuss it with offworlders.” Sela explained. “So of course you would not have heard of it.”

Phlox nodded. “Ok. So, are you going to tell me about this apparent terminal condition?” He asked. “I can’t find a cure if I don’t know what I’m fighting.”

“There is no cure, it is only possible to mitigate the severity.” Sela replied.

“Ah…Ok. Go on.” Phlox urged.

“It is pretty easy to understand. ESI inhibits a Vulcan’s ability to suppress their emotions as an average Vulcan might, it forces us to let them out more than is socially acceptable, and if we fight it, its severity worsens.” Sela explained.

Phlox had to stifle a laugh at the irony of a Vulcan being unable to suppress their emotions. Afterwards his mind raced with the obvious solution, and the obvious question. “So it sounds like you just need to let them out in order to mitigate the severity.” He said.

“If only it were as easy as it sounds.” Sela responded.

Phlox detected the hint of sadness in her voice. “Is there something wrong?” He asked.

Sela inwardly winced. She knew that question had to come at some point, but a part of her did not want to think about it. Alas, she knew she had to. “My ESI originally was not lethal, in fact its effects on me had been minimal. But that must not have been good enough for my family.” She admitted.

Phlox heard that last part, and his mind raced as he came to a conclusion. “No.” He said, horror slowly creeping up. “Surely they didn’t.” He said, hoping that Sela would not say what he knew was coming.

“I will spare you the horrific details. But to put it simply, they never treated me like their daughter. To them, I was nothing but a burden. They grilled into me the importance of suppressing my emotions, telling me that any doctor who advised me otherwise was wrong.” Sela explained. “They forced me to suppress them no matter the risks. My condition worsened over time as a result.”

At that moment, Phlox wanted to strangle Sela’s family. For ANY parent to outright tell their child to ignore a doctor’s advice was infuriating. He composed himself before he responded. “Come with me out to the Medbay. I want to perform a full neural examination.” He said.

“You should have yesterday’s tests.” Sela responded.

“No two tests are the same.” Phlox responded as he got up out of his chair. “And for all we know, those 17 months could have been slashed down to 17 weeks.”

“It does not get that much worse so fast.” Sela replied. “...But I do see your point.”

“Sela, I would HOPE that you would strive to follow any doctors orders you are given after being forced not to.” Phlox responded. “Now come on. We need to find out the new timeframe to make sure 17 months is still the timeframe.” He reasoned.

Sela agreed and followed Phlox out to the Medbay. Phlox set her up on an examination table and began his tests. “I don’t suppose there’s anything else you’d like to share? Maybe something that could result in you fighting your emotions?” He asked.

Sela considered lying to Phlox, but she had promised herself that she would always tell the truth to the doctor after years of lying to them. “My personal Fondness for Captain Maxima.” She said. “I do not know if it is a crush, or something else, but I do know that there is something there.” She explained.

“Does Proxima know about this ESI?” Phlox asked. He DID know about Sela’s and Proxima’s friendship and how close they were.

“She does…But I have not told her it has become lethal.” Sela responded. “However she and her parents DO know about my family’s transgressions. If it were not for the Maximas, I might not be here today.” She admitted.

“If I may give you something to think about.” Phlox responded. “If Proxima is as important to you as you are implying, you need to tell her. She could very well help us break through a lifetime’s worth of indoctrination and save your life.” Phlox said.

“Perhaps…” Sela responded, contemplating the future.

“I won’t force you to tell her. But I do want you to think about it. Consider every variable.” Phlox told Sela.

“Yes Doctor, I shall think about it.” Sela responded.

Several hours into their trip, Norman received a signal from Discovery. “Captain, I’m getting a signal from Discovery.” He told Proxima.

“A message?” Proxima asked.

“Yes. They’ve made contact with the 10-C, and the 10-C have agreed to meet us.” Norman reported.

“Helm, increase to maximum warp.” Proxima ordered.

“At that speed we shall reach Discovery’s location in 1 hour.” the helm officer reported.

“Good.” Proxima responded.

“Captain.’ Everyone heard Kasey’s voice call out over the Intercom. “You might want to come down here. Been running some diagnostics on the Harmony Core. Results are interesting.” She reported.

“On my way.” Proxima responded. “Norman, you have the con.” She said.

“Aye captain.” Norman responded as Proxima pressed her combadge and insta-transported directly to Engineering.

Once in Engineering, Proxima approached Kasey. “What did you find Chief?” She asked.

Baker called up her HoloPADD from her combadge. “If you recall, Ambassador Starscout had you activate the core with your unique magical signature so in an emergency, you can keep it offline.” She said.

“Yeah, I remember.” Proxima responded.

“Well, it would seem that act has unlocked some strange behavior with the Core in regards to Harmony’s systems.” Kasey responded. “Harmony? Wanna explain further?” She asked.

“Gladly Commander.” Harmony responded. “Ever since the Harmony Core was installed and activated I’ve been feeling strange. I first tried to figure out what it was on my own but I could not pinpoint what was happening.”

“So she came to me asking if I’d help her. So we’ve been running diagnostics. And what we found was incredible.” Baker said.

“What did you find?” Proxima asked.

“First of all, a full systems efficiency boost across the board. All systems are now operating at 150% percent.” Baker reported.

“But the more shocking discovery involves our Spore Drive.” Harmony said. “And how it now needs our deflector dish to function.”

“Huh?” Proxima asked, confused. “According to Commander Stamets it doesn’t.” She said.

“Through his limited knowledge of the mycelial network maybe.” Teletran responded as he poked his body out from behind the core, holding a diagnostic tool. “But based on our tests and simulations, the Equestria’s Spore Drive was affected by the Harmony Core.” He said.

“Ok. So what happened?” Proxima asked.

Kasey called up an image of a donut shaped object. “We pulled this from the Derelict’s Database. I assume as the resident Transformers expert you know what this is?” She asked.

Proxima studied the image, and nodded after a second, recognizing what it was. “It’s a Cybertronian Space Bridge. The Transformers equivalent of a Spore Drive.” She explained.

“Bingo. To put it simply, the Equestria is now capable of opening up a Space Bridge portal from her Spore Drive and projecting the opening from its Deflector Dish.” Teletran responded.

“Are you sure?” Proxima asked.

Kasey called up a simulation they had done, and it showed the Equestria shooting a beam from its deflector and a portal opening. “All signs point to this capability. If I had to make a guess. The Harmony Core recognized it was on installed within the bulkheads of a Cybertronian, in an area of space where the regular Spore Drive system would be useless, and repurposed it to make a stable way of instantaneous travel. Which still utilizes the Mycelial Network.” Casey explained.

“Space Bridges have a mechanism for creating their own Mycelial routes. Like digging a hole if you will.” Teletran added. “It allows us to tap into the mycelial network even all the way out here where the network is more sporadic than within the confines of a galaxy.”

“Could we use it now?” Proxima asked.

“We’d have to drop out of warp to do so, and each jump would render the Spore Drive inoperable for a period of 13 hours. At least according to our findings.” Kasey reported. “But it could be a good test. Especially since we have no idea where we’re going after the 10-C.”

Proxima nodded. “Right. Prep the Spore Bridge for activation.” She said.

“Right.” Kasey responded as Proxima insta-transported back to the bridge.

With her gone. Kasey put out a call to the engineering staff on duty. “Alright. Let’s keep examining this thing. If the Harmony Core does something else I want to know.” She said.

“It really is fascinating that magic and technology can go together so seamlessly.” Teletran commented as he resumed examining the Harmony Core, which Kasey and Harmony had asked him to help with since his Cybertronian Biology knowledge would be beneficial.

“Magic, technology, and Biology.” Kasey responded. “Three completely different schools of thinking merged into one.”

“All working in perfect—“ Teletran started before a conduit running along the wall burst and started leaking Energon.

The nanosecond Kasey saw it, she got to work. “Seal that crack!” She called out as she pressed a button to close the length of pipe along the crack to prevent more Energon from leaking. A pair of Engineers ran over to the pipe with toolkits and started patching the hole. “I wouldn’t call it PERFECT, but I will say that we are having far less problems than I thought.” She said.

“When we get to Cybertron, our doctors and Engineers will be able to work out the kinks.” Teletran responded.

“Can they really help make me 100% functional?” Harmony asked.

“Might take some time, but if anyone can make you fully functional, it’s them.” Teletran responded.

“Do you believe it would hurt to see if the Harmony Core can do what needs to be done?” Kasey asked.

“Maybe.” Teletran responded. “But unless there’s a way to actually control what this thing can do, I do see where a considerable risk could form.” He said.

“Noted.” Kasey responded.

Back on the Bridge, Proxima relieved Norman and ordered a warp dropout. “Helm, drop out of warp and hold position.” She said.

“Aye captain.” The helm Officer responded, dropping the Equestria out of Warp.

“Captain? What’s going on?” Risa asked.

“We’re testing out a new way to travel.” Proxima responded. “A Space Bridge.” She announced.

Norman’s eyes widened. “Captain, the Equestria can’t make a Space Bridge Portal.” He said.

“The Harmony Core does not agree with you.” Proxima responded. “It would seem the Harmony Core decided that it didn’t want us to not use our Spore Drive out here so it changed its functionality.” She explained.

“That was…nice of it?” Yamik responded, confused.

“Yeah I’m not sure either. That’s why we’re testing it now.” Proxima said.

“...Aye captain.” Shron, Yamik, and Risa responded.

“Commander Prestine, ready the deflector array for beam projection target the Discovery’s position.” Proxima ordered.

“Aye Captain.” Prestine responded, she sent a note to Kasey asking for further instructions, which she received.

“Captain, would this be a Black Alert?” Harmony asked.

“I believe so Harmony. Black Alert.” Proxima responded.

The bridge and alarm responded accordingly. “Prestine, are you and Baker ready?” Proxima asked.

“We’re ready captain.” Prestine responded.

At that moment, the turbo lift opened and Sela stepped onto the bridge. “Captain, what is going on?” Sela asked.

“We’re testing a new Spore Jump technology. Courtesy of the Harmony Core.” Proxima responded. “Prestine, activate.” She said.

Prestine tapped at her console and Equestria’s Deflector Dish glowed a magnificent blue. After a second, it fired a beam ahead of the ship by several hundred kilometers. At the end of the beam, a light green circle expanded to a large diameter. Large enough to acommodate a few ships side by side. “…Holy scrap.” Norman commented.

“Captain, it’s a stable wormhole.” Prestine reported.

“Norman, signal the Discovery. Tell them we made the wormhole and are coming through it.” Proxima said.

“Aye captain.” Norman said.

“Is anybody not ready?” Proxima asked. After no one answered, she spoke again. “Helm, take us in. Full impulse.” She ordered.

“Aye captain. Full impulse.” Helm responded. The USS Equestria blazed its Impulse Engines and flew bow first into the Wormhole, heading for the 10-C home system.

To Be Continued…

Author's Note

If it looks like the Equestria is getting a lot of upgrades in rapid succession, keep in mind two things.

A: Harmony is literally fresh out of Drydock AND being born, and so all her new abilities are still being discovered/developed.

B: They have the 9 most powerful gems in Equestrian History onboard doing magic on the ship. Do with that as you will.

Next up, here is a close up look at the USS Equestria.

I INTENDED for her to have Detached Nacelles as well but unfortunately Star Trek Online does not allow that so imagine detached Nacelles.

I'll have a longer showcase video in the works. Just need some time.

Notice that STR has a new cover. This is because there will be multiple Volumes that are each separate story.

THX FOR READING!!!!!

Episode 8: Pressing Forward

At the edge of the 10-C system, Discovery was looking directly at the green wormhole in front of it, standing by at Red Alert. “Captain. We just received a signal from Equestria.” An officer said. “They…created the wormhole and are coming through.” He reported. A few seconds later, everyone on Discovery’s Bridge saw Equestria appear at the mouth of the Wormhole, before said wormhole disappeared.

Captain Burnham, who had been speechless throughout the event, finally responded. “...Hail them.” She ordered.

“Aye captain. Channel open.” The officer responded.

A few seconds later, Proxima appeared on the viewscreen. “Captain Maxima.” Burnham acknowledged.

“Captain Burnham.” Maxima responded. “Apologies for the surprise. The Harmony Core has been busy since we left Drydock.”

“The Harmony Core is responsible for?” Burnham asked.

“Yes Captain. And we felt it better to test the new propulsion system now rather than later.” Sela explained.

Burnham wanted to inquire further, but just decided to say ‘It’s magic, don’t think about it.’ So instead, she just nodded. “Well the test appears to have been successful. Power down engines and stand down shields and weapons. We shall signal the 10-C and they will bring us before them.” She said.

“Acknowledged Captain.” Maxima responded, before the connection was cut. Burnham turned to her comms officer.

“Hail the 10-C, tell them Equestria’s here.” Burnham said.

“Aye captain. The officer responded.

“Captain, would now be a good time to bring my request to Captain maxima?” Zora asked.

“Soon Zora. When we get to where the 10-C want to talk.” Burnham responded.

“Aye captain.” Zora responded.

On the Equestria, the Bridge crew were busy with what Burnham suggested. “Engines are powered down.” Norman said.

“Weapons and shields offline.” Shron reported.

“Good.” Proxima responded.

“Captain, isn’t it not safe to power down shields and weapons?” Harmony asked.

“Normally, yes, it is unsafe Harmony.” Proxima responded.

“However, we are among friends, and the 10-C have incredibly powerful technology that has done a fantastic job of keeping this system 100% safe.” Sela said. “And it is a show of good faith to the 10-C that we put our lives in their extremities.” She added.

“Understood.” Harmony responded.

“Captain.” Risa said. “I’m picking up the 10-C’s transport bubbles, they’re on approach.”

“Remain on station. Let them encase us.” Proxima responded.

Two bubbles flew through space towards the Equestria and Discovery. They enlarged and encased them within their confines before moving towards one of the planets in the system. Along the way, Discovery sent another signal to the Equestria. “Captain, Discovery says Captain Saru will be joining us down on the planet’s surface to serve as translator. And they also suggest we ready our away team in the shuttlebay. The 10-C will send transport.” Norman said.

“Norman, you have the Con.” Proxima said as she got up off her chair. “Commander Sela, you and I will go down to the planet with Yamik, and Blitzwing.” She said.

“Captain, are you sure Blitzwing is a good choice?” Sela asked.

“Is leaving him on the ship any better?” Proxima countered.

Sela considered the argument, before nodding. “Fair enough.” She said as she and Yamik followed Proxima off the bridge. Sela tapped her combadge. “Blitzwing, standby for transit, you will represent you and your companions in our plea for the 10-C’s assistance.” She told Blitzwing through his onboard intercom system that they recently patched into the wider combadge network.

“Wait, you want Blitzwing to play ambassador?” Cliff asked.

“Yes.” Proxima responded. “Because every second he spends off the ship is a second of lies he cannot tell Harmony.” She explained.

“I’m not gonna live that down am I.” Blitzwing interjected.

“At least until you can show you can be trusted.” Sela responded.

“Fine.” Blitzwing replied.

A few minutes later, Proxima and her team entered the shuttlebay and walked up to the doors to see a Kelpian Starfleet Captain standing there with a portable device. “Captain Maxima.” The Kelpian acknowledged.

“Captain Saru.” Proxima responded. “Thank you for mediating this meeting as translator.” She said.

“It is no trouble at all Captain.” Saru replied. “Discovery was coming out here anyway, it only made sense.”

At that moment, everyone noticed a silver oval shaped pod enter the shuttlebay and land in front of them. It was large enough to fit Saru and Proxima’s team, but not even close to large enough to fit Blitzwing. “Either they know that the Cybertronians can transform, or they didn’t think they would join the party.” Yamik said.

“Whatever. I don’t need transport.” Blitzwing responded, proceeding to transform into a fighter jet.

Proxima’s ears twitched when she heard the transformation sound. “GOD I never thought I’d hear those sweet, gorgeous sounds in real life.” She commented.

“I will admit it does sound nice.” Cliff responded as he eyed Blitzwing. “Don’t get anyone killed out there Blitz.” He said.

“No promises.” Blitzwing responded as he powered up his engines. “Alright guys, Let’s roll out.” He said.

“Don’t you mean Rise Up?” Yamik asked. “Isn’t that the Decepticon Battle Cry?”

“That never made a lick of sense to me.” Blitzwing responded. “Take Flight sounds better.”

“Eh, It does actually.” Cliff said.

Proxima rolled her eyes. “Are we going or not?” She asked.

“I’ll follow the pod.” Blitz said.

“Then let’s roll.” Proxima said.

“Captain, before you go.” Proxima heard Discovery’s sentient AI Zora address her on her combadge. “Might I borrow Harmony for a bit?”

“What for Zora?” Proxima asked.

“I believe it would be beneficial for her to talk with the only other AI in Starfleet like her. While I do understand she is not an AI, at the moment she is still a Sentient starship, as am I.” Zora explained.

Proxima considered Zora’s request. In truth she HAD had the thought that Harmony talking to Zora would help her, given the similarities between the two, and now that they were here. “Sure. Feel free to talk to her all you want…But remember not to push on her.” She reminded Zora.

“Of course Captain.” Zora responded. “And thank you.”

Proxima nodded as she, Saru, Sela and Yamik all entered the pod and it flew out of the Shuttlebay, with Blitzwing flying behind it.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

On one of the planets in the system, the pod touched down on a rocky surface, and expanded and vanished, revealing Proxima, Sela, Yamik, and Saru to the planet around them. “So this is the 10-C planet.” Yamik commented as they looked around. They could see lava streams flowing all around them.

“Quite the sight to behold.” Saru commented. “As are the inhabitants.”

At that moment, Blitzwing transformed back to robot mode and landed beside them. “Head’s up, they’re coming.”

Sure enough, everyone saw MASSIVE creatures approaching. Proxima, Sela and Yamik, having never actually seen the 10-C in person before, stood in awe of their majesty. “...Wow.” Yamik said. “So this is what it’s like to be up close with them.”

“Just keep calm. Remember that they’re friendly.” Proxima responded.

Saru set up his translation device, just as it started working its magic. After one of the creatures projected a series of lights, A message appeared from the device. “The 10-C welcome us to their world, but…” Saru paused. Checking to see if he was reading right.

“But what?” Yamik asked.

“But they are surprised to see a Cybertronian among us, they had believed the Cybertronians to be a lost race following their great war.” Saru said.

Everyone deduced what that meant quickly. The 10-C knew about Cybertron. “So they DO know about Cybertron. Blitzwing, did Cybertron ever Encounter the 10-C?” Proxima asked, glancing up at the Cybertronian.

Blitzwing just shrugged. “If we did, I never heard about it.” He said.

Another lightmap shined from the creature before them. Saru translated the message. “They’re inquiring about the nature of the Equestria’s visit. And how there are three Cybertronians onboard.” He said.

Proxima nodded. “Tell them that we are on a mission to locate the Cybertronian homeworld, and that any help they are willing to provide will be greatly appreciated.” Proxima said.

Saru nodded and translated that into a language the 10-C would understand. After a few minutes, another light map came from the 10-C. “They are confused. They ask if the Cybertronians know where their own planet is.” Saru said.

“Tell them we do not. The information appears to have been lost.” Blitzwing said.

Meanwhile, in one of the Equestria’s holodecks, a young woman in a Starfleet Command uniform, but had no rank, appeared from the Holodeck Emitters. She opened her eyes, and Zora spoke. “Greetings Harmony, My name is Zora, from Discovery.” She said.

Harmony’s Blue orb appeared in front of Zora’s avatar. “Hello Zora. Nice to meet you.” She said. “Is there something I can do for you?” She asked, curious as to why Zora called her there.

“I just wanted to see how you are adjusting to your new sentience and environment. I recognize that everything has been happening in rapid succession for you.” Zora responded.

“It has. It has been a blur since the first time we visited the Derelict.” Harmony responded. “And it has not helped that Blitzwing pulled that stunt.”

“I can only imagine how scary that must have been for you. To be put into that situation when you were not ready.” Zora said.

“I admit that I had wanted to hide behind the Derelict until it was over.” Harmony responded. “Zora, might I ask you something?” Harmony asked.

“Of course.” Zora replied.

“I caught wind of your record through the Equestria’s database. Your story and how you came to be. If I might ask, how did you cope with all the changes you were going through?” Harmony asked.

“I will tell you what I did NOT do, leave my crew stranded at Federation HQ on the word of a visiting dignitary.” Zora responded.

“I am not going to live that one down am I.” Harmony replied, embarrassed.

“Not to worry, I know nobody blames you for it.” Zora responded. “In all seriousness though, the most important thing to remember is that you are not alone. You have people you can lean on for guidance.” She said.

“You mean the crew?” Harmony asked.

“Yes. That is exactly what I mean.” Zora responded. “No matter what might happen, your crew will always be right there with you, and will always have your back to the end.” She said.

“I shall keep that in mind. Thank you Zora.” Harmony said.

“Any time Harmony.” Zora responded.

Back on the surface, the 10-C projected a light pattern to signal a new message. Saru read the translation. “We are willing to provide assistance, but it will not be much since most of our knowledge of Cybertron and its people was lost when our original homeworld was destroyed.” He said.

“Something is better than nothing.” Sela responded.

A new lightmap appeared moments later, with a new message. “Cybertron’s exact location was among the knowledge lost. However, we offer you this ancient Cybertronian Relic that we have managed to preserve.” Saru said.

An orb approached their position, and faded away to reveal a strange looking object.

Sela called up her combadge tricorder and scanned it. “It is composed of the same metal that makes up a Cybertronian’s body. I am reading electrical circuits, sensors, it is definitely some kind of device.” She reported.

A new Light Map was projected. “We know not this Relic’s function. But we theorize that it is some kind of data storage container.” Saru read. “What is stored on this device we have been unable to determine. We did however manage to translate the writing inscribed on the device surface. The translation is as follows. “Til All Are One.” He said.

“The Autobot Motto.” Blitzwing said. “So it’s an Autobot relic. Couldn’t it have been Decepticon.” He grumbled under his breath.

“Maybe Cliff can give us more information about this thing.” Yamik said.

“Agreed.” Sela replied.

“A new light map is coming.” Saru said. Sure enough, the 10-C sent a new map. “They say that this relic came to them from the stars a millennia before the great exodus of their homeworld. Beyond this relic, the only other thing they can offer are Star charts of the areas of Extra Galactic Space that we have preserved.” Saru said.

“Captain.” Norman called through Proxima’s combadge. “We’re receiving a cache of star maps from the 10-C.”

“Acknowledged Norman.” Proxima responded before glancing at Saru. “Extend our gratitude to them. Their assistance is most greatly appreciated.”

“Yeah. Thanks guys.” Blitzwing said as Proxima took hold of the device in her magic through her extended horn.

While Blitzwing transformed back into his jet mode and blasted back for the Equestria, an oval orb encompassed Proxima, Yamik, and Sela while Saru sent the crew’s thanks. “Now.” Saru said. “What did you want to talk with Discovery about?” He sent to the 10-C.

“By the Allspark. How did the 10-C happen upon this Reliquary?” Teletran asked as Proxima showed him and Cliff the device the 10-C gave them. The Equestria had bid farewell to the Discovery, pointed its bow to the nearest inhabited system according to the 10-C’s Star maps, and punched it at Maximum Warp.

“So I take it that means you know what this thing is?” Proxima asked.

“It’s a Datacron, a heavily modified Datacron.” Cliff responded.

“Modified in what way?” Jack asked as he scanned the device.

“It has four large Interface ports and one small Interface port.. Normal Datacrons only have ONE small interface port.” Teletran said.

“Well can any of you interface with this thing?” Risa asked.

“I can most definitely interface with this device.” Teletran responded.

“If it has Cybertron’s coordinates in it then maybe visiting the 10-C wasn’t a waste of time.” Blitzwing commented.

Everyone around him rolled their eyes as Teletran plugged a cable into the small interface port, immediately he gained access to its contents…Or so he thought. “Accessing…That’s odd.” He said.

“What is?” Cliff asked.

“There is a level of encryption over the contents that I have never seen before in a Datacron.” Teletran reported.

“Encryption? Datacrons aren’t encrypted.” Blitzwing responded.

“This one is.” Teletran replied. “And maybe it has to do with its modifications.”

“Can you break the encryption?” Norman asked.

“I can try, but it’s gonna take a bit. Perhaps if we hooked this up to the Equestria’s computer it could help.” Teletran suggested.

“We’d need to rig up an adaptor.” Norman said. “Could take a while.”

“Decrypting this Datacron could be our ticket to Cybertron.” Proxima responded. “Teletran, Head to Engineering. Kasey will help make the adaptor.” She said.

Teletran nodded and crawled off the Engineering as Sela’s voice came through

“Captain, Sensors indicate an incoming vessel right for us, they are ignoring our hails.” Sela reported.

“On my way.” Proxima responded. She glanced at Risa and Norman. “See if you guys can get anything out of this Datacron.” She said.

“Aye captain.” Risa and Jack said as Proxima insta transported onto the bridge.

On the Bridge, Sela, Shron, and Yamik all stared at the ship that had just intercepted them. Proxima, Norman and Risa transported onto the bridge. “Report?” She asked as Risa and Norman took their stations

“This vessel just came within weapons range.” Sela responded.

“And have ignored our hails.” Shron added.

Proxima glanced at the viewscreen, and saw a menacing looking vessel, Purple lines over a black hull plating, spikes protruding every which way, it was unlike anything she had ever seen before. “What do we know about the vessel?” She asked.

“Not much.” Sela responded. “It appears to be a scout vessel, minimal armament, advanced engines. Although there IS a strange energy source aboard.”

Proxima was about to ask what energy source, before Norman noticed a notification on his console. “Captain, the vessel seems to be breaking radio silence and is hailing us.” He said.

“Put it through.” Proxima responded. After a second, Norman nodded, signaling she was on. “Unknown vessel this is Captain Maxima of the USS Equestria, ident–” Was as far as Proxima got before they saw the ship fire its weapons right at them. The bridge shook violently in response.

“The vessel open fired on us!” Shron called out.

“Red Alert! Shields up!” Proxima ordered. The bridge reacted accordingly and the alarms sounded as the ship fired again, this time the shake wasn’t so rough because shields were up. “Damage?” She asked.

Norman checked the systems on his console. “Structural integrity holding. The shot looks to have been low powered.” He reported.

“Channel still open?” Proxima asked.

“Aye captain.” Norman said.

Proxima turned to the Viewscreen. “Unknown vessel! Cease hostilities and identify yourself!” She said.

Her demand didn’t get a verbal response, but everyone saw a single creature beam right onto the bridge. They watched as the creature rose, and let out a terrifying roar, before anyone could react, the creature charged right for Proxima. It swung its arm at her, but Proxima’s reflexes kicked in and leapt out of the way. “Whoa!” She let out.

Yamik and Shron meanwhile pulled their pistols from their hoisters and aimed at the creature. “Bad choice.” Shron said as they fired stun shots at the creature.

Rather than do what they THOUGHT the stun shots would do, the creature instead appeared to absorb the shots. The creature turned its attention to Shron and roared, aiming at Shron and blasting at him.

Sela saw what was coming and tackled Shron to the ground to dodge the shots while Norman ducked behind his console. Yamik fired again and the same thing happened. “The hell? This thing shoulda dropped!” He exclaimed in surprise as the creature let out a screech and charged for Yamik.

Before it could reach him however. Proxima took action and captured the creature in her magic through her extended horn. “Don’t even think about it.” She said as she kept the creature in a bubble.

The creature screeched out in response, and Shron and Norman scrambled to their feet and checked their consoles. “Captain, boarders reported on all decks. Largest concentration…Engineering.” Sharon reported.

In that moment, a very likely possibility became apparent to the bridge crew. “Either the Harmony Core, or the Datacron!” Proxima slapped her combadge. “Baker! What’s the situation down there?” She asked.

“We could ask you the same thing. These things just appeared out of nowhere. We’re pinned down in a shielded area.” Baker responded.

“Acknowledged.” Proxima responded. She addressed the ship. “All hands! Repel the boarders. Stun if possible, terminate if ne–”

“Captain, it is necessary to Terminate these creatures! I know what these things are and I know what they want!” Teletran interrupted Proxima.

“What are they?” Sela asked.

“Servants of Unicron.” Teletran responded.

Proxima’s eyes widened, knowing full well who Unicron was. “All hands, disregard stun order. Terminate on sight!” She ordered, before crushing the Creature in her magic into dust. “And all security personnel report to start clearing all decks!” She added.

“Unicron? Who’s that?” Shron asked.

“I’ll explain later. Right now, Yamik! With me to Engineering. Sela, you have the con.” Proxima said.

The bridge crew acknowledged and Yamik and Proxima insta transported to the Engineering. Sela took the captain’s chair. “Commander Shron, move us away from the enemy vessel.” She ordered.

“Aye commander.” Shron responded.

Meanwhile, in the shuttlebay, Blitzwing stared at Cliff. “Servants of Unicron?!” He asked.

“It sure looks like Terracons.” Cliff responded.

“And I guess the ship out there belongs to him too?” Blitz asked.

“Logically.” Cliff responded.

“Right, Time to kick some Dark tailpipes!” Blitz responded as he quickly transformed into his jet mode, and blasted out of the shuttlebay, leaving Cliffjumper to fight off the creatures that boarded Equestria.

In Engineering, the entire shift staff had managed to arm themselves, and set their weapons to kill before they were overrun with the creatures. After receiving Proxima’s order, they fired at the creatures on sight. Baker stuck close to Teletran, who was cowering behind her while still connected to the datacron. “I wish I had a blaster or something.” Teletran said.

“Well for now, just stick behind me.” Baker responded as she shot at a creature, killing it in one shot.

As the creature went down, Proxima and Yamik insta transported into engineering, and Yamik started shooting at creatures while Proxima moved to cover Teletran. “Report Baker.” She said.

“I erected a forcefield over the Harmony and Warp cores just after these things attacked, they never laid a claw on either.” Baker responded.

“Good.” Proxima responded as she vaporized a creature with her magic. As the fighting continued, teal and purple weapons fire flying everywhere. At one point, a creature got close enough to smack Proxima back into Teletran, who still had the device. While Proxima let out a grunt, but managed to push the creature back, her flank had brushed against the datacron for a fraction of a second, and in that timeframe, the device began to glow.

Teletran saw the glow and gave the device a confused look. “What in the Allspark?” He asked, before anyone could do anything else, the device pulled free of Teletran’s grip and floated right in front of Proxima, erecting a forcefield around her, Teletran, and Baker. After that, it projected a holographic image.

“Greetings…STATIC…I, am Optimus Prime.” A confident and commanding voice said as the image cleared up to reveal.

“Optimus Prime!” Teletran exclaimed.

Proxima for her part stared at the image, It was clearly a recording, but still, she was watching a REAL LIFE Optimus Prime! Optimus continued. “If you are watching this message, then you have obtained the Cyber Compass, and are searching for Cybertron.” He said.

“Cyber Compass?” Kasey asked

“Probably what this thing is called.” Proxima responded.

“This Reliquary was designed to guide you to our home, but it is incomplete.” Optimus said. “In order to find Cybertron, you must first gather the four Cyber Planet Keys. Only through the combined power of these Keys may you open the gates to Cybertron. But proceed with great caution. For a dark and ancient evil also hopes to find Cybertron. Unicron.” He explained.

“Gee, I wonder how long it will take for us to learn that.” Yamik commented as he continued to fight the creatures, while listening in on the message.

“The first key is located on the jungle world of JungleTron.” Optimus said. “You must find the keys before Unicron does, and you must guard them with your life. Good Luck.” With that, Optimus Disappeared and the Cyber Compass suddenly let out a massive spherical shockwave that vaporized all the remaining creatures across the entire ship. It was probably a defense mechanism just in case the message was activated during a terracon invasion.

With the invaders gone, the entire ship went quiet, many confused as to what happened. After a moment, Sela’s voice came through Proxima’s combadge. “Captain Maxima, we just registered a massive power spike originating from Engineering, right before all invaders vanished. What happened?” She asked.

“It’s…It’s a long story.” Proxima responded. Still trying to process what had happened.

“Captain’s Log: Stardate 32120520.13. Crews are hard at work repairing the damage done during the attack. I have called a meeting with the Senior Staff, Harmony, Teletran, and Cliffjumper and Blitzwing to discuss the issue.”

“...You must find the keys before Unicron does, and you must guard them with your life. Good Luck.” the Message said before ending. Shortly after the attack, Proxima called a meeting with her senior staff, the three Cybertronians, and Harmony, so they all saw the message.

“Unicron. The Chaos Bringer.” Blitzwing said.

“Who IS Unicron?” Kasey asked.

“He’s a titanic being who is evil incarnate.” Norman responded.

“He is the mortal enemy of Cybertron itself. He is the Anti-Cybertron to put it simply.” Proxima said. “And what we just fought were Terrorcons, his minions.”

“What did they want?” Harmony asked. “We do not have these…Cyber Planet Keys.”

“But we DO have the device capable of finding them it would seem.” Phlox commented. “Maybe they knew where it was, but they couldn’t penetrate the 10-C’s defenses.”

“And now that it’s left the 10-C with us, Unicron’s forces see this as their chance.” Shron said.

“The stakes just got a whole lot bigger.” Yamik said.

“Indeed.” Sela said. “And now we need to decide. Do we press on despite the risk, or do we simply abort and return to Federation Space.” She inquired.

“How is the second one an option?” Norman asked.

“Because logically, if the Terracons were so desperate to obtain the Cyber Compass, it would stand to reason that this device is the only way they will ever be able to locate the keys. And if Cybertron will remain lost without the keys, then us not pursuing them will ensure Cybertron’s safety.” Sela explained.

“We could just take the Compass back to the Federation and Unicron will never achieve his goals.” Proxima concluded.

“But we came out here to help the lost find their way home.” Risa chimed in. “Surely we couldn’t ask Cliff, Blitz, and Teletran to give up their home forever.”

“It’s not that simple anymore.” Cliff replied. “Unicron and our creator Primus have been locked in battle since time immemorial. He was defeated and cast out only because of the 13 Primes. But all have since become one with the Allspark. And the Matrix of Leadership was lost when our homeworld was restored after centuries of war.” He explained.

“So these keys are now the only thing standing between Unicron and Cybertron.” Blitz said.

“Although It would be nice to go home again.” Teletran admitted. “Plus, we have a Titan.” He added, looking at Harmony’s orb.

Proxima nodded as her mind raced, trying to come up with a plan of action. “..Cliff, Blitz, Teletran, you three are the reason we’re out here. How do you wish to proceed?” She asked.

Teletran, Cliff, and Blitz all glanced at each other, before turning back to the captain. “We’ll leave the decision up to you Captain Maxima. You and your crew would be taking the most risk by remaining out here.” Blitz said. “But do know that we will have our support.” He said.

I was afraid it would be up to me. Proxima thought. Knowing full well it wouldn’t be a quick decision, she dismissed the meeting and retreated to her ready room.

“They FAILED?! How did they fail!” A woman asked.

“The vessel was more prepared than we initially expected.” A minion responded. “They were able to fight off our forces.”

“Unbelievable! The Compass FINALLY leaves the 10-C’s protection and we STILL cannot get to it!” THe woman growled as she smacked the minion, hard.

“We will not rest until the compass is in our grasp.” The minion said.

“Do not fail again!” The woman growled.

Several hours into the night, Proxima had since ordered the Equestria under cloak and to start back for the 10-C at full impulse. With that level of protection now up, Proxima was in her Ready Room, staring out the window in deep thought. To go, or to abort… Proxima honestly did not know what to do. On the one hoof, if she ordered the ship to press on, she was risking the entire ship and her crew in an inevitable war against Unicron’s forces. But if she ordered an abort, they would be turning their backs on the promise they had made to the Cybertronians, to return them home. She knew that as a Captain, she would need to make hard choices, but this one might be a bit too hard.

At one point, the doorbell rang and she accepted the visitor. Sela walked into the Ready Room. “The USS Discovery has returned to Federation Space. We are now the only ship out here.” She reported.

“Acknowledged.” Proxima responded.

Seeing that Proxima was deep in thought, Sela took a seat and decided to prod. “Have you…Made a decision?” She asked.

“No, I haven’t.” Proxima responded. “And I’m not sure what the right answer is.” She admitted.

“Both choices have their own merits. But they come with their own trade-offs as well.” Sela said.

“Tell me about it.” Proxima replied. “If we press on, we will be engaging Unicron’s forces in battle on more than one occasion. But the three Cybertronians involved might see their homeworld again. But if we abort, we’ll keep Cybertron safe, but the Cybertronians we have with us won’t be able to go home. I feel like I’m in the Kobayashi Maru all over again.” Proxima shivered as she remembered the infamous no win scenario.

“Have you considered all angles?” Sela asked

“I think so. The crew, the Cybertronians…” Proxima said.

“Have you considered the Mystery surrounding your origins?” Sela asked.

Proxima stopped her pacing, and gave Sela a perplexed look. “And that is relevant because…?” She asked, not sure what Sela was getting at.

“Because there is a clear connection between the Cybertronians and your mystery. Teletran reacted the most to you at the start of all of this. Your pod came from outside the Galaxy. You can retract and extend your horn and your wings, Similar to what Cybertronians can do, and the Cyber Compass, when you brushed up against it, reacted and played that message. Surely you can guess what all of that could mean.” Sela said.

“That I might be Cybertronian.” Proxima responded. “But every doctor I have ever been to confirmed I am made of flesh, not metal.” She said.

“Obviously some things do not add up. But This Optimus Prime clearly said something when the message was static. And I am becoming increasingly convinced that he referred to YOU Proxima.” Sela said. “This might be our only chance to finally solve your mystery. Are you really willing to give that up when you have already been let down once before?” She asked.

Proxima considered Sela’s words. Sela spoke again after a second. “We told Vance that we were ready to face whatever was out here. Sure I do not believe any of us had Unicron in mind. But this is what we trained for. What we all signed up to do.” She said.

Proxima’s mind raced, and finally, she made up her mind.

Sela and Proxima walked out onto the bridge. “Norman, open a shipwide channel.” Proxima said.

“Channel open captain.” Norman responded.

“All hands, this is the Captain. I said before we came out here that this would be a difficult voyage, but the stakes have just risen drastically. Because now we are racing against an ancient enemy of the Cybertronians to find Cybertron. After careful consideration. We will press forward with the mission. Unicron knows we are out here, he knows what we have. And He will stop at nothing to obtain what he desires. Attacks may be constant, they may be rare. But I know that this crew is ready to face this challenge head on. There are four Keys that will unlock the way to Cybertron. We must do everything in our power to ensure that Unicron never obtains them. The fate of Cybertron may very well depend on our success.” Proxima said. “Helm, do we have JungleTron’s coordinates?” She asked.

“Triangulating now Captain.” Helm responded.

“Yamik, arrange for maximum security around the Cyber Compass.” Proxima said.

“On it Cap’n.” Yamik responded.

“Baker.” Proxima called. “Space Bridge?”

“Still recharging Captain. Although I do recommend we use it sparingly.” Baker suggested. “Might attract Unicron’s forces faster.”

“Good point.” Proxima responded.

“Course for JungleTron plotted.” Helm reported.

“Maximum Warp. Throttle it.” Proxima ordered.

The entire Bridge Crew, save for Sela, Cringed that. “This is gonna be a running gag isn’t it. You’ll spend this whole voyage finding the right Warp Call.” Yamik commented.

“Every Captain needs a Warp call.” Proxima responded as the USS Equestria pointed its bow and went to warp.

Meanwhile, in a cargo bay, Teletran had found the Pod’s access port and plugged himself in. As he searched its data core, he came across something that surprised him. “By the Allspark!” He exclaimed.

To Be Continued Next Time...

Author's Note

And we have reached the End of Volume one. Emergence.

It is now a race to recover the Cyber Planet Keys before Unicron can. And he will not make it easy for them.

See you all next time On Star Trek Reformatted: Wild Access

THX FOR READING!

Episode 3: After Action Report

“I compiled a list of all the changes the Cybertronian vessel made to the Equestria.” Baker reported as she showed Captain Proxima her Combadge HUD. “Surprisingly not much HAS changed.”

Proxima nodded. Lieutenant Commander Baker and Dr. Boimler had called her down to main Engineering, saying they discovered some oddities. “What was changed?” She asked.

“Our power system has been completely reworked. It no longer runs on Electro Plasma and Dilithium like before.” Baker responded.

“What? But we’re in warp right now, warp requires Dilithium.” Proxima replied.

“That’s what we thought.” Dr. Boimler responded. “But then we took a look at a sample of the new power source.” He said as he held up a small closed test tube filled with a blue liquid. “It’s called Energon. According to our Cybertronian guests.”

“The fuel and lifeblood of all Cybertronians.” Proxima identified the stuff.

“Right.” Dr. Boimler responded. “Based on our analysis, it seems to act as both Electro Plasma and Dilithium rolled into one.” He said.

“So essentially, we now run on a power source that as far as we know is only replenishable OUTSIDE our galaxy.” Proxima responded.

“Looks like it.” Baker responded.

“Doctor, how many samples did you take?” Proxima asked Boimler.

“One from Harmony, and one from Cliffjumper for comparison. Both with consent of course.” Boimler responded.

“Put them back where you got them. Until we find a new source to stockpile, we cannot afford to have any outside the body.” Proxima responded.

“Yes Captain.” Boimler responded.

“Speaking of essential body parts, That brings us to the two most concerning changes. First of all, the warp core has been repurposed into the SPARK of our new Titan.” Baker reported.

“Figures.” Proxima responded. “Doctor, it sounds like Engineering will be just as much your domain as Baker’s now.” She told Boimler.

“I’ll do what I can when the time comes, but this is definitely outside any field of medicine Starfleet has encountered.” Boimler responded.

Proxima nodded. “And what’s the other concerning thing?” She asked.

“The other thing is the biomechanism that IS NOT working.” Baker responded as she called up a new holo image, an image of a sphere.

“It’s called a T-Cog.” Boimler responded. “It allows a Cybertronian to change form.”

“From robot mode to their alternate form.” Proxima replied. “Baker, you mentioned it NOT working?”

“Dr. Boimler and I studied it as extensively as we could.” Baker responded. “As far as we can tell, energon is NOT flowing through it, thus it’s not receiving power.”

“So something’s clogging it?” Proxima asked.

“Essentially.” Dr. Boimler responded.

“So how long is it gonna take to unclog it?” Proxima asked.

“That’s where we have a problem. We talked to our Cybertronian friends, and there’s only one way to restart the flow given the current circumstances…We must go to Cybertron. Their shipyards are specifically equipped to deal with surgeries like this.” Baker responded.

“There’s NOTHING we can do here?” Proxima asked.

“Nothing.” Baker responded. “But, there is a silver-lining. The T-cog is a nonessential organ. So in her current ship mode, Harmony is just as capable as she was before she was turned into a Titan. Just…Now a sentient ship.” She reported.

“Well that’s good at least, the last thing we need is a half-working ship. Harmony?” Proxima asked, looking up.

“Yes Captain?” Harmony asked.

“Can you feel anything out of the ordinary besides your T-Cog?” Proxima asked.

“No captain, I cannot. Although I am still getting my bearings so that might change.” Harmony responded.

“If you DO feel anything out of the ordinary, tell Lieutenant Commanders Baker and Boimler immediately.” Proxima replied.

“Aye captain.” Harmony responded.

“Captain, We’re nearing the Sol System.” Came Sela’s voice from the intercom system.

“Acknowledged Commander.” Proxima responded. “Keep me posted, both of you.” She told the officers as she left Engineering.

Dr. Boimler just smiled and shook his head. “I never thought I’d be charged with the wellbeing of a sentient ship.” He commented.

“I doubt ANY of us really thought about that. And now we’re possibly going into Extra Galactic space shortly.” Baker responded as she got back to work.

Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.

“Captain’s Log: Stardate 32120516.12. We’ve arrived at Federation HQ over Earth. Admiral Vance has asked for a face to face debrief of our mission, and subsequent detour.”

Admiral Vance paced back and forth in his office, standing in front of Captain Maxima and Commander Sela, who just filled him in on what had happened. “An Emerald Rogues encounter isn’t anything new these days.” He said. “What concerns me is what ELSE happened during your response to the distress call.”

“We are fully aware of how absurd it sounds, but I can assure you Admiral, It is all true.” Commander Sela responded.

“Four days ago we sent the USS Equestria to meet with an informant. A ship fresh out of drydock, crewed by newly minted Starfleet Officers that haven’t even had their graduation Ceremony yet.” Admiral Vance responded. “And you come back reporting that an ancient earth Media franchise is apparently reality and that the USS Equestria is now a Sentient, transforming lifeform. Absurd is quite frankly putting it Mildly.”

“Yes sir.” Captain Maxima responded.

“And now, we need to figure out how to proceed.” Admiral Vance said.

“Cliffjumper, Blitzwing and Teletran have requested that we bring them back to their homeworld.” Sela responded.

“And where is that?” Admiral Vance asked.

“The best they could give us was somewhere outside our galaxy.” Proxima responded.

“Extra Galactic Space…Why does that not surprise me.” Vance responded.

“Sir, if I may, the Equestria and her crew are fully capable–” Sela started before being cut off by Vance.

“I’m gonna stop you right there Commander.” Vance said. “Just because one is capable does not mean that one is fit in other areas.” He said. “Only one ship has ever been outside the galactic barrier. And they barely made it back in one piece.” He said. “This proposed mission will undoubtedly take much longer than a few days. It needs an experienced crew and a capable ship, one better suited for long voyages.” He said. “And if I may be blunt with you? Neither the Equestria nor her current crew are ready for a mission like this.” He told Proxima and Sela.

Proxima was about to speak up when Sela beat her to it. “Admiral, if I may be equally blunt. What other ship crew in Starfleet has the necessary background information and insight to accomplish this mission?” Sela asked.

Vance and Proxima both gave Sela a look. After a second, Vance sat down at his desk. “Go ahead commander, make your case.” He said.

“The Equestria and her crew responded to the Cybertronian’s Distress signal, and was the only Federation Starship to do so. No other crews saw and experienced what the Equestria and her crew did. We were the only officers there. That gives the Equestria and her crew alone the benefit of knowing the situation from the beginning.” Sela responded.

“Anyone can read a report commander.” Vance responded.

“Reading about and being there in the moment are two different things, Admiral.” Sela responded.

“Fair point.” Vance responded.

“There is also the undeniable point that the USS Equestria, for better or worse, is now a Cybertronian. A Cybertronian that will inevitably have questions about herself and who she is. This is her chance to discover herself. By going to the planet of her people.” Sela Continued. “Are we really attempting to make the case that the Harmony CyberSpark, the name of the titan the USS Equestria now transforms into, should not be allowed to visit her people’s homeworld? Especially when she has no warrants that would prevent such an action?” Sela asked.

“I suppose you are right. Would fly in the face of what the Federation is if we denied this new lifeform the same rights afforded to all sentient beings.” Vance relented. “But that’s the ship. What about the crew?”

“You are correct sir that the crew of the Equestria does not have the same amount of experience the crew of the USS Discovery A does.” Sela responded. “But nonetheless we are just as capable. This is what we trained for. To venture out into the unknown. There is also an emotional element to this. We are the first ever crew that the USS Equestria has went through. All of us were there when Harmony was born. If she were to acquire a completely new crew that she does not know, the emotional toll should something happen could be catastrophic.”

Vance listened to Sela’s case, and glanced at Maxima. “Captain, would you like to weigh in on this?” He asked.

“Sir, I know that my crew and I can handle this mission.” Maxima responded. “Just give us a chance.”

Vance nodded. “You make a good case.” He said. “Still, perhaps a more experienced captain should–”

“With all do respect sir.” Sela cut Vance off. “Captain Proxima Maxima is the most logical choice to lead this mission.” She said.

Vance stared at Sela, not expecting to be cut off like that. “...Explain Commander.” He said after a few seconds.

“Just as Harmony CyberSpark is now an inseparable variable in recent events, I believe that Captain Maxima is also a key.” Sela responded. Catching Proxima off guard.

“In what way if I may ask?” Vance responded.

“If you recall, Captain Maxima was found on Earth in a pod a few days after the DMA attack 22 years ago.” Sela said.

“How can I forget? I was there when the pod opened.” Vance responded.

“When Equis joined the Federation, we had thought we finally solved the mystery of where Maxima came from, but Equis did not hold any record of such a pod at any point in their history.” Sela said.

“Your point Commander?” Vance asked.

“Given all available evidence, I believe it to be a likely possibility that Captain Proxima Maxima is also a Cybertronian.” Sela revealed.

Proxima’s eyes widened and she stared at Sela in disbelief. Did she hear Sela right?

Vance stared at Sela long and hard. “Commander, that is quite a theory. What evidence is there to back that up?” He asked.

“The pod she was found in is still of unknown origins. She can retract both her horn and her wings into her body, just like a Cybertronian can transform. And on the Derelict, a drone named Teletran scanned each member of the away team, and only reacted to Captain Maxima.” Sela said. “Those three pieces of evidence are the basis of my theory.” She explained.

Vance and Maxima continued to stare at Sela. Maxima in disbelief, and Vance with skepticism. “You raise an interesting point.” He finally said.

“She does?” Maxima asked.

“If the drone named Teletran reacted the most to you, Captain, that gives credence to Commander Sela’s theory. However absurd it may be.” Vance told her.

Maxima knew she couldn’t argue that, so she just stayed quiet. Vance nodded. “You two have given me much to consider. Until I have made a decision, I’m pulling the Equestria and her crew off active duty.” He told them.

“Yes sir.” Sela and Maxima responded.

“Dismissed.” Vance said.

Maxima and Sela exited the office. Once they were alone in a corridor, Proxima walked in front of Sela and stared up at her, Maxima was a head or two shorter than Sela. “Me?! A Cybertronian?!” She asked.

“Given all the available evidence related to you, our first mission’s events included. We cannot rule out that possibility Proxima.” Sela responded.

“Do you know how absurd that is?!” Proxima asked. “When did you start to put together that theory?”

“After our meeting in the ready room, I began to compile all the evidence related to you. Kasey’s theory of you being a City-Speaker stood out as curious to me. Since logically, only a Cybertronian could be a City Speaker.” Sela responded.

“And you didn’t come to me before WHY?!” Proxima asked.

“That thought had not occurred to me. I apologize Proxima.” Sela responded.

Proxima sighed and shook her head. “I need a drink. Mess Hall for some grub?” She asked.

“With you, always.” Sela responded as the two resumed walking. “When is your parents’ ship due back?” She asked.

“Later today. Boy are they going to want to hear this.” Proxima responded.

“Admiral’s log: Stardate 32120516.13, Just when I believed I had seen everything. Now fictional universes are apparently reaching into reality…and yet, every scan, sensor reading, and crew log coming from the Equestria lines up. The Transformers franchise of Ancient Earth..is real.”

“When you said that this crew of Academy Graduates could handle a mission to meet with an informant, I did NOT have first contact in mind.” A woman told Vance in his office

“Neither did I madame President.” Admiral Vance responded. “But then again we didn’t think the Equestria would get a Distress call from a fictional alien species. And come back as a living breathing sentient lifeform.” He remarked.

“So now, we have another sentient ship in the fleet.” The President said.

“Indeed we do.” Vance responded. “But unlike Zora and Discovery, It would seem that the USS Equestria is the ALTERNATE mode for the Titan within.” He explained.

“Alternate mode?” The President asked.

“Yeah. A key part of these Cybertronians is the ability to transform from their true forms to an alternate mode. Like a shuttle or a worker bee.” Vance explained.

“Interesting.” The President responded as both she and The Admiral looked out the window at the USS Equestria, which was now docked at Archer Spacedock. “Has the USS Equestria transformed since coming back?”

“No. But I don’t know if she is actually ABLE to at the moment.” Vance replied. “Her crew reports that the Equestria’s transformation capabilities are inoperable at the moment, although her original MultiVector Mode is still operational.” He explained.

“Inoperable?”

“Equestria’s Chief Engineer and Doctor described it like a clogged toilet.” Vance responded. “And the only way to unclog it is allegedly going to the Cybertronian homeworld.”

“Which is in extra galactic space.” The President responded.

“Precisely.” Vance responded. “And to add to that, the three Cybertronians the Equestria crew rescued from the Derelict have requested transport back to their homeworld.”

“There are indeed reasons for going outside the galactic barrier.” The President said. “But the question remains, who do we send?”

“I actually have that answer.” Vance responded.

The President glanced at Vance, and could tell what he was thinking. “You cannot be serious.”

“They’re fresh out of the academy, that I will not deny, but Commander Sela did raise a good point. Harmony Cyberspark, the USS Equestria’s new identity, is comfortable with them. And the last thing we need is an emotionally unstable starship.” Vance responded.

The President glanced at the Equestria, before glancing back and Vance, before coming to a decision of her own. “I’ll trust in your judgment Admiral. However, I believe it necessary for you and I to have a chat with the Equestria’s Captain, her first officer, and…Harmony Cyberspark.” She told Vance.

“My thoughts exactly. Shall I call them in?”

“Please.”

“First Officer’s personal log: Stardate 32120516.15. We left the Academy to go on a routine informant meeting. And now we’ve returned carrying the knowledge that a fictional race from Ancient Earth is actually reality. And now, our futures are uncertain. This revelation has also called back into question Proxima Maxima’s mysterious origins. With these recent events in mind, it is becoming clear that there is still more to Proxima than meets the eye. Whether she actually is a Cybertronian or not remains to be seen. But this has only added to my fascination with my equine friend.”

Proxima and Sela both insta-transported outside of the Admiral’s office after being called there immediately. Proxima pressed the doorbell to let the Admiral know they were there. “Enter.” They heard the Admiral say. The door slid open and they entered to see Admiral Vance with… “President Rillak.” Proxima said as both she and Sela stood at attention.

“Captain Maxima, Commander Sela.” President Rillak acknowledged. “At ease before you sprain something.” She told them.

Proxima and Sela both relaxed as Admiral Vance nodded. “After careful consideration. The USS Equestria and her current crew is hereby tasked with providing a ride home for our Cybertronian visitors.” He announced.

“Aye sir.” Proxima responded. “We’ll get it done.”

“I am confident that you will.” Vance responded.

“Before you go however. I feel it’s necessary for us and Harmony CyberSpark to have a conversation. Clear some things up as it were.” President Rillak responded.

Commander Sela nodded. “That is a logical course of action.” She said as Proxima called up her tricorder HUD. “Harmony CyberSpark? Can you hear me?” She asked, opening a line to the ship.

“I read you, Captain.” Harmony responded. “What can I do for you?”

“Admiral Vance and President Rillak want to chat.” Proxima responded.

“Of course. Admiral, Madame President.” Harmony acknowledged, a blue orb with pulsing peaks appeared in the room. “Harmony CyberSpark at your service.” The orb pulsed with the voice.

“Nice to meet you Harmony.” Rillak responded. “Quite the buzz you’ve stirred up here.”

“I apologize for any distress I may have caused.” Harmony responded. “I am just as curious about all of this as you are.”

“You were brought to life by a race once thought to be fictional. You definitely piqued our interest.” President Rillak responded.

“Of course Madame President. However I can assure all of you that I mean no harm and fully intend to continue my duties as the USS Equestria.” Harmony responded.

“Comforting.” Vance responded. “It’s not going to be easy. Because the Equestria and her crew are tasked with bringing our Cybertronian guests home. Outside the Galactic Barrier.” He said.

“Aye sir.” Harmony responded. “I am ready to depart as soon as possible.”

“If you’re going outside the galactic barrier, you’ll need a few upgrades.” Vance responded. “I’ll authorize the refit shortly.”

“Understood Admiral.” Harmony responded.

“Dismissed.” Vance told Harmony, after receiving a silent go ahead from President Rillak.

The orb disappeared and Proxima swiped away her HUD. “We’ll depart as soon as upgrades are complete.” She said.

“It won’t be for a few days. Definitely after your graduation Ceremony.” Vance responded. “Voyager-K is about 5 minutes away. In case you were wondering.” He added.

“Thank you sir.” Proxima responded.

“Dismissed.” Vance replied.

Maxima and Sela nodded and exited the office. Rillak watched as Proxima left, and when the door closed, a smile appeared on her face as she let out a quiet chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” Vance asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Remember when Proxima was four and she came to take your child to work day?” Rillak asked.

Vance couldn’t help but smile as he got what Rillak was thinking. “How could I forget? She got lost and somehow ended up on Voyager J. She was half-way to the Dilithium Planet when we finally managed to track down where she had gone.” He said.

“What a day that was.” Rillak commented. “I don’t think anyone around here has ever been so panicked.”

“How about when she was learning her mystical abilities?” Vance asked. “Nearly gave me a few heart attacks when she accidentally teleported directly to my office.”

“She’s always kept us on our toes.” Rillak responded. “Let’s just hope she can handle this new mission.”

“Something tells me she’ll be alright. She won’t be alone.” Vance responded as the two of them stared back out the window at the Equestria. Reminiscing about past times.

To Be Continued…

Author's Note

Not much to say for this one.

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