Date: Wed, 8 Oct 2003 20:53:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bucky-18 <kael116@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Borg - Chapter 1

This story is fictional in every account, contains graphic sexual
language, depiction of homosexual sex acts, and is not intended
for audiences who are under the age of 18 years old or do not
wish to read it. You have been warned and the author assumes no
liability in placing this wherever it is placed, read by whoever,
or how it is used.  The Borg and Star Trek are registered
trademarks of Paramount Pictures and are used here with respect
to Paramount.  No humans or Borg were harmed during the writing
of this story, and hopefully, all the animals in my computer case
decided it was time to move.

This is Sci-Fi, not celebrity!

The Borg
By Bucky-18
kael116@yahoo.com

Chapter 1 - The Attack

     My name is lieutenant Jon Seager.  I specialize in
engineering and quantum computing.  I served as chief of computer
operations on the Federation Starship U.S.S. Mendoza, a galaxy
class starship.  Now, the story I'm about to tell is how we all -
everyone on the ship - encountered the Borg.

     It was a Monday.  My shift started at 0300 hours.an ungodly
hour that I had no idea existed before I joined Starfleet.  I
woke up and slowly rolled out of bed, forcing myself awake.  This
particular day, it was a slow start.  Even finding my uniform was
a pain in the ass, not to mention showering and shaving.  After
an hour of prep, I was ready.

     I arrived in the forward computer monitoring station several
minutes early and performed my daily ships functions of checking
on the status of the computer core and its sub systems.  There
was a glitch in the warp field generator, which caused the
computer core to be out of sync with the data input - a very
nasty problem that manifested itself by corrupting all the files
added in the current cycle.  That was the first strange thing
that happened that day, and definitely not the last.  I believe
the Mendoza was examining a quasar in the outer part of the
neutral zone, but I didn't really care where the ship was - the
computers were my only interest.

     At 0600 hours, I was on duty monitoring the computer glitch
when the warp field surrounding the computer suddenly collapsed.
Something was interfering with the Cochran warp generator.
Seconds later, the ship jerked violently.  I was thrown across
the core chamber, almost falling into the depths beyond the
catwalk (falling from a 5 story catwalk into a warp field would
have ripped me limb from limb), but luckily, I grabbed the arm
rail.

     Alarms sounded and the red alert lights flashed.  What is it
now?  Another piece of protomatter that was ejected from a star
just flashed on sensors?  I thought.  Then, just as I climbed
back up onto the catwalk and into the corridor, the ship stopped
shaking.  It seemed still.  The hum of the warp core was gone and
the ship was completely motionless.  My communicator was dead.
There was no one in the corridors.  What's going ON?  Where is
everybody?  Why aren't the comm.systems working?

     I walked towards the nearest turbolift and got on.
"Engineering!" I yelled to the computer.  The doors shut and it
started to race me to deck 16.  Then, just as the turbolift was
slowing to a halt, the lights went out and all systems went dead.
I groped around for a few moments in the dark before I found the
door override lever.

     I pulled as hard as I could and the turbolift doors whooshed
open.  There were mechanical sounds outside and strange red
lights the size of dots floating around the room.  They were
probably the indicators on the emergency backup lights, but then
they started to flash green and blue.  Heavy footsteps rushed
everywhere in the room.  I stood up and could see the lights
coming right at me.  What ARE those?  I thought.

     "Shit!" I yelled as I made the connection.  The lights
surrounded me.  I tried to run back into the turbo lift, but
instead I ran right into a warm body.  It was plated with metal
and was sharp.  Shit!  Shit!  Shit!  Shit!  I thought as the
drone hit me over the head.  Soon, I was unconscious and lying on
the deck.  Everything went fuzzy.I don't want this..were the last
thoughts that came into my head.