Story:Star Trek: Armageddon

Prologue
After a deadly, and highly contagious virus spreads throughout the Galaxy, Billions of lives are lost, Governments are crippled and the last of surviving life, combine their forces in an attempt to leave the Galaxy and search for a new home.

The virus, also known as, Zephyrus-B, was created by the Tanarrians, in the Delta quadrant as a means of destroying the Borg. But in their attempts to construct the virus, it becomes highly mutative, and is able to spread throughout the Tanarian central planets within days. After the virus spread throughout the population, survivors fled their homes, on fleets of all kinds of ships, unknown to them that some of their passengers were infected. The fleet Became infected and transformed. they became savage and aggressive, their bodies changed and they became stronger. though the virus changed nothing about their DNA, it merely altered them psychological, they became carnivorous. as they searched for other planets they came across the Borg. the virus spread rapidly through the collective, the virus killed 98% of the Drones, and left the remaining survivors, just like those they were infected by. After that the Delta quadrant fell, with only a hand full of survivors able to escape to the delta, and beta quadrants. those survivors were able to warn the neighboring quadrants, and it was not long before the virus entered those quadrants. luckily for the Alpha quadrant they were given more time to prepare, but it wasn't enough as the Alpha quadrant became flooded with survivors, and the Major powers fighting over control. The klingons shut their borders and killed every one that came within their territory. the federation tried to save as many lives as possible. But the as the federation began to test a new cure it turned against them an allowed the virus to mutate, spreading across the Alpha quadrant faster than ever before. the Alpha quadrant was left in disarray, The federation was put under martial law. Panic spread throughout the galaxy's population, and before long 70% of the galaxy's population was dead, 10% became what the klingons called the Vok'ran, and known to the federation as Reavers. The remaining percentage that was left was mainly made up of the ?Federation, the Klingon, and the Romulan. with all governments unable to produce a solution, they all agreed it was time to abandon the galaxy and find a new home. this took time though, resulting in the deaths of thousands. before long a massive fleet was put together, made up of all ships that had survived, they were loaded with the maximum amount they could carry, but some were left behind, over a thousand, they were left to be massacred by the Reavers. on July the 23rd 2387, the fleet left the sol system, and left for their new home, but unknown to them, the Reavers were not to far behind, and, the fleet had been infiltrated by carriers, people that are affected by the disease, carry it but don't show signs of it, they are highly strong and resilient, and very, very dangerous.

Part one
On board the Enterprise-E, the current flagships of the entire united fleet. a council is being held between the leaders of the survivors.

Klingon Leader kvork: So we are supposed to just run away, and do what?

Federation Leader Jean-luc Picard: What do u suppose we do, fight and die, as you people were doing before we made you see reason.

kvort: yes exactly what we should do, with this fleet we could destroy them all, and send them back to the dark place from which they came.

Jean-luc: And loose hundreds maybe thousands of lives in the process?

kvort: a small price to pay for the billions we could save!

Romulan leader Sip'ak: Though both your statements are true, there is no possible way we can believe that we can destroy, those, those things! they are monsters, and even when they die, more of us will become them, fueling their power, i see no reason to make things worse. we need to find a new home, a place untouched by these beings, a place where we can all live in harmony.

Jean-luc: Thank you praetor Sip'ak, but where can we go, this whole galaxy is over run, nowhere is safe?

Kvort: i still belive we should fight, a fight to the death will grant us a sure passage to Sto'Vo'Ko! Wheer true harmony lies.

Ferengi leader Damorr: We have all ready told you, Klingon, that fighting is not the solution to our dilemma. What we need is a place, far far away, much further than we are thinking. A new galaxy, one we could call our own.

Kvort: How dare you, You big eared piece of slime, why i'd... -

Sip'ak: The Ferengi has a point, there is nowhere in this Galaxy we can hide, we must consider leaving.

Jean-Luc: the closest galaxy is several hundred years away at maximum warp, and all of our maximum warp speeds are different, unless we are willing to take a very long trip, we must think of alternative solutions.

Damorr: not unless we can achieve a faster form of propulsion.

Sip'ak: how?

Damorr: 27 years ago the Ferengi once traveled beyond this galaxy, into the midst of no where, a place where other galaxies could be seen left right and centre, and it only took the span of several seconds.

Kvort: the Ferengi lies, even the Romulans or the federation have no such powerful methods of transport. how did you achieve this 'magical' venture.

Damorr: i do not lie! a Ferengi science vessel discovered a nebula long ago, called the Ractorian nebula, it pulled the ship into what only can be described as a wormhole. the anomaly was unlike previously discovered ones, its particle count and wave length was almost 17 times stronger. And i should know i was on that ship!

Jean-Luc- how did you return?

Damorr: there was an exit aperture on the other side, we were afraid that the anomaly would close if we spent to long there, so we left a probe and returned to the nebula. we got several minutes of sensor data before the wormhole collapsed. We investigated the anomaly for several years after, but it never opened again. maby we could find some way of forcing it open?

Sip'ak: there is a good chance that it does not have a strong enough wave length anymore. a wormhole that strong must have been near cohesion degradation, if we could find a way to open it, it may only open for several minutes maybe even seconds and there would be no way back.

Kvort: you say my plan holds risks, what about this plan, we could get stranded on the other side of that thing or worse, forcing that wormhole open could cause our ships to break apart as we enter it, we can either die in battle, or die by the cause of lost hope, we must decide now!

Jean-luc: All in favor of traveling to the Ractorian nebula please say now.

Damorr: I am in favor

Sip'ak: as am I

Kvort: i would rather die in battle

Jean-luc: then it is decided, Commander...

Commander Bert: Yes sir?

Jean-luc: alert the fleet, tell them we are making a trip, to the Ractorian nebula.