Story:Star Trek: Pioneer/On a Knife Edge/Chapter 4

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'''Note: This is a sneak preview of Chapter 4. The rest is on the way, as is Chapter 3.'''

Chapter 4
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The fear was building in them. Such weak, pitiful little creatures. They couldn't even defend their own planet from our attack. It took many vessels to destroy just one of ours. Their defences were being analysed at this very moment. All that was to be done was to wait.

Their empire wouldn't stand a chance, thought the leader. Not against our armada. The generational ships had taken a beating somewhat, but if they could last for nearly 1500 years, they could manage absolutely anything. The ancestors would be proud of our accomplishments. If only they had been here now, ready to witness the birth of the new Saer'nar Empire.

The journey was coming to an end. They had been informed of the successful attack just days earlier. The vessel sent to dissipate an atmosphere had crossed an area of space belonging to even more foolish bipeds called 'Klingons'. They had been no match for the mighty power of our cruiser, thought the leader. They might be warriors but they hadn't stopped the forceful march of the cruiser, and the battle was all over within a matter of minutes, several Klingon ships scattering in fear of their new adversaries. According to the intelligence reports, these Klingons would give their lives to their insignificant empire. It will be easier than previously anticipated, as we shall crush them. However, they should be attacked next. Bringing down the second strongest empire would change everything, if it hadn't already changed. As if obliterating the main empire wasn’t enough.

A familiar sound rang out throughout his ship, and his people came to attention. The klaxon hailed their departure from the territory claimed by the reptilian Gorn species, another unimportant, more minute empire. As the star charts showed a thick red line across a screen, the leader knew that the mission was about to get under way. As the generational armada ships crawled slowly through the remote depths of space, the leader declared in his native tongue:

"Let us begin."

Chapter 4