Captains Log, Stardate 7424.1
The Enterprise is headed towards the Varrizian system. The inhabitants of the fifth planet, Kabanofi, are dealing with a pandemic of Vanigans Fever, which is similar to the old Earth disease, meningitis, and casualties are numerous. Meanwhile, there are reports of growing conflict between the inhabitants there and those of the fourth planet, Hosatari. While neither world is officially a member of the Federation, several Federation scientists are stationed on both of the worlds to do research. Our mission is multi-purpose. We are to lend assistance to the Kabanofians in combating the disease there. We are also tasked to gather more intelligence on the conflict between the two worlds and, if possible, broker peace between them. At the very least, we need to protect the scientists working there.
Captain Kirk, First Officer Spock, Doctor McCoy and several other officers were seated in Briefing Room 4, to discuss the upcoming mission. Officers present included Security Chief Pavel Chekov and Environmental Scientist Mikayla Green who were seated together on the right side of the table
McCoy looked at the group. Vanigans Fever is an extremely virulent disease. It affects the nervous system, causing paralysis in many cases. It affects the brain and can cause permanent brain damage. It kills about a tenth of its victims, and many survivors are permanently paralyzed. The Kabanofians need assistance from us in developing an effective treatment For the next several minutes, the doctor continued to describe the disease and possible strategies for coping with it.
The captain interrupted McCoys medical recitation.
We also cant neglect visiting Hosatari as well. Given the
Aye, sir, Chekov assented.
It appears that this conflict is relatively recent in origin. Spock, perhaps you can give us more detail.
The Vulcan drew a deep breath. The Verrizian system was discovered ten point five standard years ago, and there was no evidence of hostility between Hosatari and Kabanofi until six point two months ago. Prior to this recent conflict, inhabitants would travel freely between the two worlds, and they would trade merchandise, both natural and manufactured. The history of the relationship of these two worlds prior to discovery by the Federation is largely presumed to have been peaceful.
After more discussion of the systems known history, Kirk turned to his security chief. Chekov, Id like you to pilot the shuttle Newton to Hosatari. Check in with the science station there upon landing, and let them know well be in the system a few days.
Down in the shuttlebay, Green stared at the shuttlecraft
Chekov shook his head. No, they dont. Thats one of the reasons why Ive felt so fortunate to be assigned to the Enterprise.
Green said, wistfully. You know, Pavel. I wish I were the one piloting this shuttle.
Chekov smiled at her. Mik, I never knew you had a shuttle license.
You learn something new every day, Green said brightly. Thisll be fun.
As long as you promise not to talk about hockey.
Green laughed. No promises.
Entering the shuttle, Chekov settled in the pilots seat and Green sat in the front-most passenger seat.
As they took off, Chekov said, with a glint in his eye. I understand that some pretty nasty ion storms have occurred in this system. But nothing I cant handle.
Youve piloted through an ion storm? Greens eyes widened.
The Russian nodded. Vwhat vwas it you said? You learn something new every day.
shuttle launched as the
later, Chekov reached Kabanofi and descended through the worlds atmosphere,
eventually landing in a field located within the worlds capital city. As Green
climbed out of the
Chekov brushed a lock from his forehead. Its good to let our scientists know that we havent forgotten them, even though this is not an official Federation world.
They may not be able to tell us too much about the political situation here. You know how scientists can be; theyre probably completely unaware of any of the conflicts here. But at least talking to them is a start on information gathering.
Bringing along phasers, tricorders, and communicators, the pair headed towards the nearby cluster of buildings. Their immediate destination was the Federations Conamago Research Outpost.
During their walk to the research outpost, they passed many natives of the world, most of whom seemed extremely agitated and panicky. Nearly all the conversations they overheard were talking about a possible Kabanofi invasion.
Green nudged Chekov on the shoulder. Pavel, it sounds like the situation here is more critical than we had anticipated. We knew there was trouble between this world and Kabanofi, but no one mentioned any hint that the Kabanofians were planning an invasion during the briefing.
Chekov tried to remain calm. Mik, I wouldnt panic about an invasion just yet, without more evidence. Its all just rumors and hearsay at this point.
The first person Chekov and Green encountered inside the Conamago Research Outpost was its director, a tall but muscular Centaurian male with dark blond hair named Jorl Carlznerson. He smiled and greeted the two Starfleet officers warmly. We really appreciate this visit. I know its an effort since Hosatari isnt a Federation world.
smiled in return. The
We have lots of interesting projects going on here. Im really proud of the work that our scientists have been doing, and but maybe Id better take you to see the scientists who are performing the actual work here.
Carlznerson led the pair through several of the science labs where they talked to the specialists there, including physicists and chemists. They even visited with the environmental science team which gave great joy to Green who enjoyed discussions with fellow devotees of her field.
Carlznersons face became more somber when he escorted them to the medical lab. As you may or may not be aware, theres been growing conflict between this world and Kabanofi. Thereve been several incidents over the last couple of months, but things have escalated recently since the recent incident where the Kabanofi fired on a Hosatari supply ship, seemingly without provocation at least in the opinion of the Hosatari. Even so, the Hosatari scientists assigned here are helping to find a cure for the dreaded Vanigans Disease even though its afflicting their enemy.
As they entered the lab towards a cubicle, a smallish, dark haired Hosatari scientist looked up from his work. Carlznerson pointed him out to the Starfleet officers. This is Lidsyuk, whos been working diligently on a cure for Vanigans disease.
Lidsyuk looked at Chekov and Green. The Kabanofians may now be our enemy, but Im not going to stop working for a cure for this horrible disease. Its just the right thing to do. We share enough common DNA with the Kabanofians so that if the disease gets out of control on Kabanofi, it could spread to our world as well.
Good point, murmured Chekov.
After talking to the scientists at the outpost, Chekov and Green left the building and walked into a nearby courtyard where they overheard more conversations discussing the growing conflict between Hosatari and Kabanofi. The general atmosphere seemed to be of panic, and rhetoric was very heated. Many people expressed anti-Kabanofi sentiments.
Others complained about their planetary governments stance towards the Kabanofians and bemoaned the restrictions on their life as a result of trade being curtailed between the two worlds. The natives were much more anxious than they had been even prior to the Starfleet officers entering the outpost. Most seemed to either be gathering emergency supplies or seeking shelter, preparing for the worst that could happen.
The Kabanofi are going to invade us in the next few hours!
I hear theyre not letting anyone enter or leave this world.
I hope that the epidemic kills off their entire world. They deserve it.
Green turned to Chekov. We should apprise Captain Kirk on the situation here
Suddenly, there was a siren followed by an announcement. Attention! Attention! Kabanofi warships are headed towards this world. Defensive shield activation in sixty minutes! No one can enter or leave this world after that.
Vwonderful! Chekov groaned.
Weve got to get out of here, Pavel!
Once they activate their planetary shield, we wont be able to get off this worldeither by shuttle or transporteruntil its deactivated. He checked his wrist communicator. Communicator signals are also being jammed.
we even need to stay here any longer? Our job here was to gather intelligence on what was
going on here. And we dont have room in the
Chekov scratched his head and frowned. And even if we tried to evacuate any of them, theyd probably be safer here under the shield than in the shuttle with us if there is a battle in orbit above us.
Theres no telling how long well be trapped here. Maybe days. Maybe weeks. Even months or years, depending on how long their conflict lasts.
Green and Chekov could board the
Youre planning to leave before the defensive shield is engaged, right?
Yeah, was Greens reply.
Lidsyuk pleaded with Green and handed her a small package. Before you go, I want to give you the medication my team has developed for Vanigans Disease. It hasnt yet been tested on Kabanofian subjects. But I dont want our work to be in vain. And moreover, Vanigans Disease affects the brain and has been known to adversely affect behavior. Im sure its contributing to why the Kabanofians are much more belligerent than normal and why theyre so eager to wage war against us.
Chekov looked Lidsyuk in the eye. Have you considered the possibility that the disease may already be affecting the natives of your world? That could be why so many people here are so anxious.
Lidsyuk pondered Chekovs words. Thats a distinct possibility even though many of the classic symptoms, such as fever, headache, and stiff neck havent been reported.
I knew trouble was developing between your world and Kabanofi but I hadnt heard of any plans of an imminent invasion, until I came down to your world. And we didnt see any Kabonofi warships on our way here which leads me to wonder...
At that moment, the warning siren sounded again, followed by the announcement. Attention! Attention! Thirty minutes until defensive shield closing!
Green nudged Chekov with her right elbow. Pavel, even if the reports of a possible invasion are false, we dont have time to persuade the authorities here otherwise before the shield closes. And this includes traveling to the right building and breaking through security...
Chekov frowned. Youre right! While I know plenty of tricks for breaking through security, I doubt we can do it in time here. Our best course of action is to leave now and take the medicine with us.
Lidsyuk reached into a satchel and grabbed a data chit, handing it to Green. This chit has all related instructions, including how to synthesize and recommended dosage.
The environmental scientist accepted the chit. Thank you.
all walked over to the
As Chekov climbed into the pilot seat, Carlznerson waved to him. Godspeed! I wish you safe travels. We really appreciate you taking the medication to Kabanofi. I know you are risking your lives.
All in a days work. Chekov grinned, mischievously.
grumbled, as he started the engine of the
the craft ascended through the atmosphere, the shield began to surround the world and was
closing fast. By the time the
Chekov increased the crafts speed to its maximum to try to beat the closing.
Are we going to make it? sighed Green, who unsuccessfully hid her nervousness.
The hole closed almost immediately after the tail of the craft passed through it.
Chekov sighed, with relief. Whew! Just in the nick of time.
We did it, Pavel! Green gave Chekov a high five.
Almost immediately, they encountered an ion storm. Green peered at the related instrument readings, grimly. The storm is headed our way at a bearing of 85 mark 10. It appears to be a Level One storm.
starship like the
Ill try sending a message through subspace, volunteered Green.
Travel through this particular storm was difficult as the nature of it interfered with the operation of the crafts sensors.
Chekov frowned. We were able to avoid ion storms on the inbound journey but are making up for it now.
Nothing like flying blind! was Greens comment.
Thats the truth.
Time passed and the crafts navigational instruments detected greater than normal gravitational readings outside their craft, which seemed to be growing in intensity. Green reported, Its as if a ship is approaching us but how reliable are our readings, due to the storm. She made another attempt to contact the Enterprise.
The response was a faint but familiar voice. Commander Uhura here! Youre safe!
The Russian was jubilant about their connection. Yes, we are. While down on Hosatari, a scientist there developed a potential cure for Vanigans Disease. So were delivering the medicine to Kabanofi. The Hosatarians are convinced that the Kabanofi are about to invade them so they activated their planetary defense shield.
Uhura laughed, About to invade? Not hardly. While there are some very angry people on Kabanofi, planning an invasion is the last thing on their minds. Theyre more preoccupied with the current epidemic of Vanigans Disease.
Im not surprised. The Hosatarians were acting extremely paranoid; I believe that theyve been affected by the epidemic.
Uhura changed the subject. The captain is ordering you to return to the Enterprise immediately. We can investigate the formula, and if it is indeed a cure, we can replicate it before beaming it down to the planet.
shuttle bay door opened and the
Sulu flashed his customary mischievous smile. Captain Kirk had ordered the Enterprise to Hosatari since we hadnt heard from either of you.
Chekov shrugged his shoulders. Ion storms really inhibit ship-to-ship communications.
The ion storms in this region are notorious for their strength, Sulu admitted.
After that, Sulu turned his attention to Green. Well, Mikayla, how was your shuttle ride with Chekov? Heh-heh-heh-heh! Sulu punctuated his question with his customary laugh.
Green smiled broadly. It was quite like Mister Toads Wild Ride! She referred to the ride at the famous Disneyland amusement park in Southern California.
Chekov cracked, And vwhy not? Vwhen I vwas a youngster, my older cousin Sergei used to call me Zhaba which means toad!
And with gales of laughter, Chekov and Green headed to Sickbay with what they hoped was a cure.
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