The walk down to the brig was a silent one, with James T. Kirk flanking along her side. She had ascertained a complete map of the Enterprise on her first stay within the other ship, and could use it to trace their steps down to the brig. When they came to security, it was clear that they had already been warned about her coming. Two large organics ( Read more... )

After communicating with Spock, Spock, and James T. Kirk, the Narada prepared herself. The dual-existence was different for her processors, but not impossible. She had to keep the balance of processing power in favor of her true-self, to be prepared for immediate return to full power and fight. By Spock's words, Starfleet was already on its way ( Read more... )

She broke free of the planet's gravity with minimal effort, and searched for the Enterprise's signature. Carefully she positioned herself, waiting for the Enterprise's next sweep across, and then came up so she was within firing distance. With every bit of her power focused on weaponry and shielding, it had not taken long to bring them back up to ( Read more... )

True-self is going to be bed, will be fed, needs to be fed. New fuel source, a new material, organic and useful. Will begin to break down immediately, use for fuel to maintain systems and use for building additional. The organic material is rich in substance, can be broken down into many base components that can be rearranged into new more complex ( Read more... )

She was never silent. Her voice was one of metal and digital information, passing in constant measures across the length of her body. The tiny creaks of her elegant form as she hovered in planetary orbit, silent from the outside, loud from the inside. With a desire to hurry, the Klingon ship that had been her last real meal was being incorporated ( Read more... )