The Decline and Fall of the
ROMULAN EMPIRE
EPISODE 1:
ANTAGONIZE
(Scene: Aboard the NCC-1701A, Captain James T. Kirk commanding.)
Kirk: Captain's Log, Stardate 8369.5. The Enterprise is performing
a routine patrol of the perimeters of the Romulan Neutral
Zone. We have received reports from Starfleet Intelligence
that the Romulan Empire is planning an act of war against
the Federation. This patrol is merely a preventive measure,
to check for any...anomalies, or more substantial evidence we
can provide the Federation Security Council.
Sulu: Captain, there's a proximity alert off the Starboard bow.
Uhura: Captain, we're getting a distress signal...
Kirk: Put it on audio.
Distress Signal: (with intermittent static) Enterprise, this is the
Kobayashi Maru. We have struck a gravitic mine and have lost
all power...
Kirk: Cancel. Spock?
Spock: Obviously, sir, someone who knows of the Kobayashi Maru test.
Probably someone who has gone through Federation command
training.
Kirk: Someone? But who? Any sensor readings, Spock?
Spock: None at this time, Captain. The object which triggered our
proximity sensors is out of full sensor range and traveling
at sub-light speeds.
Kirk: Well, then, let's go to it. Uhura, can you get a fix on the
transmission?
Uhura: I did, sir, but the transmission ended suddenly after you
told me to cancel the audio.
Kirk: Where was the transmission coming from?
Uhura: Well, sir, before it was cut off, the transmission was coming
from inside the neutral zone.
Kirk: This is too damned weird. Uhura, patch me in to Starbase 8.
(Scene: Aboard the Klingon-designed Romulan cruiser _Glory_of_Remus_)
t'Chai:
S'Tor:
S'Tanj:
S'Tor:
END EPISODE ONE
(Next: Empire and Dynasty!)
(NOTE: All dialogue in this episode enclosed in angle brackets ("<>")
have been translated from the Romulan language.)
(* From the Computer of Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. AL THE DETECTIVE *)
The Decline and Fall of the
ROMULAN EMPIRE
EPISODE 2:
DYNASTY AND EMPIRE!
"...There were, of course, some factions pressured into leaving
against their will, and they made their belated displeasure known in
the counsels of ch'Rihan and ch'Havran much later, to the intense
annoyance of the majority of the Rihannsu. Several of these 'for-
gotten' factions are the reason that there sometimes seem to be num-
erous different versions of the 'Romulan Empire,' all espousing dif-
ferent aims and behaving in different ways..."
-from Diane Duane and Peter Norwood, _The_Romulan_Way_
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Kirk was confused, puzzled, and it showed. I thought it
irregular that a captain of his honor and prestige would outwardly
show such consternation in front of his crew, but everyone else was
just as puzzled as he over this problem. Basically, the _Enterprise_
slept on it as they awaited Starfleet's orders.
At about this time, S'tor was probably preparing to move on
to the second stage of the Plan. S'tor's ship, the _Viell_ch'Havran_
(translated to Federation Standard as the _Glory_of_Remus_), was the
gem of the Rihannsu fleet, and so was S'tor. For him, and it, to be
sent on such a hazardous mission showed the desperation of the
Planners. Yet the necessity, the urgency, was there, and no one
could deny it.
The pieces of the Plan started falling into place since the
abduction of the Vulcan hermit Samek, a non-Kolinahri psionics
master. After Samek learned of the Plan and approved of it, he
trained a few Rihannha in his version of the mentalic arts. Once
vestigial in the Rihannsu, now psionics became a new and vital part
of the Plan, beginning in the H'lliefe "Dynasty" period of Rihannsu
history.
I was one of the last to go through full training before
Samek's death by natural causes. The mind meld, limited telepathy,
the nerve pinch, all were at my disposal so I could execute my own
little part of the Plan. Yet my part was far from "little," because
I had been sent to the Starfleet Academy to undergo and complete
Officer Training, and gain a post on a strategically important
Federation starship. It was by pure luck I became an ensign on the
most important starship in the fleet.
Of course, Starfleet had no way of knowing who I was. For
all intents and purposes, I was a Vulcan, one of only two aboard the
starship _Enterprise_.
END EPISODE TWO
(Next: More of Them, From Somewhere Else!)
(* From the Computer of Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. AL THE WRITER GUY *)
The Decline and Fall of the
ROMULAN EMPIRE
EPISODE 3:
More of Them, from Somewhere Else!
"(The word for the United Federation of Planets) translates most
correctly as 'Them, from There' (as opposed to 'Us, from Here').
The Klingons, once encountered, were promptly named...'More of
Them, from Somewhere Else..."
-from Diane Duane and Peter Norwood, _The_Romulan_Way_
(NCC-1701A _Enterprise_, Bridge)
Kirk: Uhura, have you been able to contact Starbase 8 yet?
Uhura: Negative, Captain, something -- or someone -- seems to be
jamming our signal.
Kirk: Keep trying, Uhura.
Uhura: (sighs) Aye, sir. I'll keep trying.
Kirk: (to Spock, Scott) To the briefing room, gentlemen. (To
Uhura) Uhura, tell Doctor McCoy to meet us in Briefing Room
Two.
Uhura: Aye, sir.
(Briefing Room Two)
Kirk: What is it that's out there? Could the Romulans be planning
an attack?
Spock: Unknown, Captain. With the subspace interference we are
unable to access Starfleet Intelligence files.
Scott: I say we investigate, Captain. For all we know, there could
be a real ship in danger there.
Kirk: But we'd be violating the Treaty!
McCoy: Jim, if they're out there, we've got to help them!
Kirk: I know, Bones, but somehow it all smells like a trap.
(_Viell_ch'Havran {_Glory_of_Remus_}, Bridge)
S'tor:
t'Chai:
S'tor:
t'Chai:
S'tor:
S'tanj:
S'tor: (pauses)
S'Tanj: (shocked)
S'tor:
END EPISODE THREE
(Next: Espionage and Treason!)
(* From the Computer of Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. AL THE WRITER GUY *)
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| Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. The Schizophrenic Several |
|"Of course, Starfleet had no way of | "May you find your final resting |
|knowing who I was. For all intents | in a home for elderly necrophiliac |
|and purposes, I was a Vulcan..." | illegal aliens with no money..." |
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| alexlau@bartleby.Berkeley.EDU | For now, AL THE WRITER GUY |
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The Decline and Fall of the
ROMULAN EMPIRE
EPISODE 4:
ESPIONAGE and TREASON!
The Klingons definitely presented a problem to S'tor and his
ship, but to Kirk and crew it was the same problem as before. If
only there were some way for S'tor to let Kirk know that their
problems were the same...
Of course, I had a different problem. How was I going to
send my latest and probably most important intelligence report back
to ch'Rihan? Normally I would send it off as a log buoy; log buoys
are not a part of a Green Level Security check. But now this ship
was on Yellow Alert, and everything would be subject to check. The
report was important because I hadn't been able to send one for the
last week or so, and any information on the _Enterprise's_ mission
would definitely be vital. Curse the humans for their efficiency!
I had sent off a buoy during Yellow Alert only once before, and I
almost got caught. This time, not only was it too risky to send my
report, the report was needed more than ever. I had to get it to
the _Viell_ch'Havran_ before the _Enterprise_ took another action.
I slumped in my chair. I was off duty for the moment, but I
knew I could be called to duty at any moment. If anyone saw me in
such a fit of despair, my cover may have been in jeopardy. Vulcans
do not even slump. I straightened out and sat on my bed, assuming
the meditating position that Vulcans love so much.
It was then that the idea came to me. Since my next duty
was scheduled to be transporter duty, I would transport the log buoy
outside the ship, with a timer mechanism to set off the propulsion
unit. It would just be a few minutes of work, no problem. I smiled,
but squelched it. I was beginning to think like a Vulcan.
I finished just before my call to duty came. I even arrived
at my post two minutes early, carrying my little burden along with
me. My plan worked perfectly, as I had hoped; if only they did not
notice the energy drain of the transporter activation. Of course
they noticed, and I was bound to be caught, but they had no way of
knowing what it was I had transported.
I offered no excuse, and I was severely reprimanded for
"unauthorized use of equipment" and docked three day's pay. "No
skin off my nose," as the humans would say. I would be greatly
rewarded for my ingenuity when I got back to ch'Rihan. *If* I got
back to ch'Rihan.
My cover as the _Enterprise's_ "other" Vulcan was still
intact. In fact, I was looking forward to one day actually meeting
the most famous Vulcan ever to serve in Starfleet. My wish was
never granted, though, and it's probably a good thing. Mr. Spock
was probably the only one on the _Enterprise_ that could expose me
for what I really was: a Romulan spy disguised as a Vulcan ensign.
END EPISODE FOUR
(Next: Conflict of Allies?)
(* From the computer of Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. AL THE WRITER GUY *)
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| Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. The Schizophrenic Several |
|"Of course, Starfleet had no way of | "May you find your final resting |
|knowing who I was. For all intents | in a home for elderly necrophiliac |
|and purposes, I was a Vulcan..." | illegal aliens with no money..." |
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| alexlau@bartleby.Berkeley.EDU | For now, AL THE WRITER GUY |
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The Decline and Fall of the
ROMULAN EMPIRE
EPISODE 5:
CONFLICT of ALLIES?
(_Viell_ch'Havran_ {_Glory_of_Remus_}, Bridge)
S'Tor:
t'Chai:
Korge: What is the meaning of this? Why have you blocked our passage
(audio) to attack the Earth ship?
S'Tor: We are on a High Senatorial Intelligence Mission, and the
completion of our mission requires that the Earth ship remains
intact.
Korge: It appears that our missions conflict, Commander _Viell_. Of
course, our alliance agreement states...
S'Tor: Damn the alliance agreement! If you and your ship do not
desist, we will be forced to disable you.
Korge: Ha! Don't make me laugh. You even *consider* using our own
technology against us?
S'Tor: The _Viell_ is more than she seems. Now will you desist, or
will the conflict of allies begin?
Korge: You *are* serious, aren't you? No, there will be no
bloodletting today. We will desist, but know that my
superiors will hear of your presumptuousness.
S'Tor: And my superiors will hear of your graciousness. _Viell_ out.
S'Tanj:
S'Tor:
tr'Antra:
S'Tor:
Khirtai:
S'Tor:
Khirtai:
S'Tor:
END EPISODE FIVE
(NEXT: Unrest aboard the _Enterprise_!)
(* From the computer of Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. AL THE WRITER GUY *)
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| Alexander C. Lau a.k.a. The Schizophrenic Several |
|"Of course, Starfleet had no way of | "During the holidays, may you |
|knowing who I was. For all intents | spend less time with your family |
|and purposes, I was a Vulcan..." | than with the leftovers..." |
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| alexlau@bartleby.Berkeley.EDU | For now, AL THE WRITER GUY |
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