After my meeting with the Borg Queen last week, I've been thinking she'll call again.
So she did.
As we travel through the Harlan Sector, a Borg Cube comes out of nowhere, and a visual message comes on the screen from the Queen.
"Greetings, Locutus." she says, "Have you consulted your superiors about a possible Alliance between the Federation and the Borg against the Cylons, who are led by this blonde named Six?"
"Indeed I did." I reply, "But they were very dismissive. They did not trust you and saw that it might be a good opportunity to reduce the Borg fleet. In other words, they want to sit back and watch the two sides fight it out, as both sides will get decimated."
The Borg Queen looks incensed, as if her bad temper might just make her disconnect a drone or two to take her mind off it.
"The fools!" exclaims the Queen, "Don't they realise that Earth is the primary target of the Cylons?"
"Yes...but." I stutter.
"You will be signing your own death warrant." she continues, "I thought we had an understanding when we talked and I held your hand in the Cube."
"What?" exclaims Bev, who was standing towards the back of the Bridge.
I go a little red-faced as if I have been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. I quickly tell her that the Queen and I shook hands to confirm an Alliance. Bev seemed satisfied at this, although the Queen seemed to hold her clammy hand a little more affectionately than that.
"Do you agree with what Starfleet said, Locutus?" asks the Queen.
"No I don't." I reply, "I think the Cylons need to be stopped. Evidence has shown they are expanding throughout the galaxy, and will only be a matter of time before they go into Federation territory."
"Then come with us." the Queen offers invitingly, "Together, we can go into the heart of Cylon space."
"That's suicide." I exclaim, "An it's also against orders."
"I read in files that a predecessor of yours, a Captain James T Kirk, was always defying orders."
"That's true." I admit, "But things have changed now; we are more civilised."
"Have they?" asks the Queen, "Shall we go now?"
I turn round, look at the crew, who all nod their heads.
"Let's break out the armoury and destroy a few Cylons." says Ensign Jennifer Baxter. She was always a tough fighter. I turn to the screen where the Queen is.
"Very well." I say, "Let's go."
"Excellent!" exclaims the Queen, "With our two ships side by side we'll finish off the Cylons and be back in time for the Enterprise Christmas Party. Don't forget to tell the chef to make the vol-au-vants, and get the red carpet ready for my Leader, the Alpha Borg Queen."
To be continued...
Don't forget to look on the previous post for details on the Enterprise Christmas Party.