On the surface of the Vega Colony, Commander Kelly was barking out orders to the security staff around him. Most were civilian-level, which was unfortunate because they were much less capable of keeping their cool than the few Starfleet officers he had at his disposal. Just after he finished snapping one shell-shocked man out of his stupor and sent him running to rejoin his squad, a much more level-headed ensign approached him.
“Commander! I’ve just received word from Security that the Borg ships have destroyed the planet’s orbital defenses! They’ve also confirmed Borg transporter signals, though at the moment they are confined to the forest about 5 kilometers to the west.”
Kelly quickly nodded and pointed to a large pile of crates near him.
“Thank you, Ensign Byarnez. They’ll likely beam here to assimilate the civilians we haven’t evacuated yet, so start distributing these weapons to anyone who can fire a phaser rifle.”
Byarnez looked at Kelly quizzically before she looked over at the stack he was pointing to. Her brow and forehead bone structure raised in surprise.
“Sir... where did those come from? I only just relayed the order for the small cache of weapons we have to be transferred from storage less than a minute ago...”
Kelly gave the ensign a look but didn’t answer. Byarnez studied him for a moment, then simply nodded and headed to the weapons supply. She got the feeling this had something to do with the fact that Kelly had begun ordering an evacuation of the colony five minutes before the Borg had ever shown up on sensors. She had her suspicions, but focused on the task at hand. No sooner than she had started distributing weapons to the able-bodied than a new set of alarm klaxons began going off. She looked up and saw a number of green columns of light popping up between the nearby buildings.
“Commander! We have Borg!” she shouted as she continued to distribute weapons.
“I see that, Ensign!” he replied as he tapped his comm badge. “Security, have any ships responded to our distress signal!?”
“Yes, sir. Four ships have warped in and are currently engaging the Borg.”
“Four!? That’s it?”
“So far, sir,” responded the voice with a hint of hope.
Kelly shook his head as he picked up a phaser rifle and fired it at encroaching Borg. Even with the warning he had received, it would be a miracle if the Borg were stopped.
Meanwhile, on the bridge of the Pendragon, T’Rehes was looking at the bridge’s main viewscreen, which showed a view of Borg ships as the ship sailed past one sphere, phasers blazing. Between the Pendragon and the planet were a staggering number of Borg vessels, ranging from the smaller probes and spheres to the more massive cubes.
T’Rehes’ tactical officer was reporting on the situation to the rest of the Bridge. “Shields are holding. So far, the Borg are doing little to retaliate. Additionally, the Borg vessels have destroyed the planet’s defensive systems and are beaming drones onto its surface.”
“Ma’am, I’m getting some... odd... readings from the Borg vessels,” interjected her Science officer from the rear of the bridge. T’Rehes’ head snapped toward her.
“Odd? Explain.”
“Well, first there’s the fact that nearly all of the Borg ships have suffered significant damage. So far I have yet to find a Borg ship that isn’t leaking massive amounts of plasma.”
The Tactical officer looked up from his console. “They did all come from a skirmish with the Undine. Wouldn’t that explain it?”
“No, that only explains some of the damage. Sensors are picking up signs of damage caused by phasers, which Undine ships aren’t equipped with. On top of that... these Borg ships are behaving oddly. Not only are they largely not retaliating against us, but the energy output form their ships is, on average, half of what was recorded during previous engagements.”
T’Rehes remained silent as she mulled these new pieces of data over in her mind. After a moment, she shook her head.
“Our objective remains the same. Continue firing on Borg ships. Ops, do you have an ETA of any ships that have responded to Admiral Ford’s request for assistance?”
The officer shook his head and responded in a frustrated tone. “Unfortunately, one of the Borg’s first actions seemed to have been to destroy the planet’s communications array, which functioned as one of the key relay stations in this sector. It’s making it difficult to pick up any answer from Starfleet Command, assuming they even heard it in the first place. However, I can say that I’m reading a small number of ships on long-range sensors that are en route from patrolling the area and should be here over the next twenty minutes, including theBohr, Khitomer and Oakland.”
“Update them on the current situation as they arr--”
The ship suddenly rocked violently, interrupting T’Rehes and throwing a number of crew members about.
“Report!”
“The Borg ships have noticed us, ma’am! We have sustained weapons fire from several spheres.”
“Execute evasive maneuvers followed by attack pattern Beta-II!”
The Pendragon pulled a hard turn to starboard and dropped a number of mines between it and the Borg spheres. One sphere in particular took the brunt of the ensuing explosive impacts and was soon blowing itself apart. The ease at which the sphere was destroyed was not lost on the bridge crew of the Aurora, which was busy running interference on the Borg ships that had finally decided to fire back.
“Tachyon beam effective, Captain Zepari. The Borg sphere’s shields are down.”
“Fire all torpedoes!”
Zepari’s own tactical officer reacted with surprise when the sphere went down with little difficulty.
“Sir, I seem to remember the Borg being much harder to kill from the lectures at the Academy.”
“They are supposed to be harder. There’s something off about them. However, it makes ‘em easier to take down, I’m all for it. Continue monitoring the status of the other Starfleet ships and helping them where we can!”
As the Battle for Vega Colony began, the four ships took full advantage of the Borg’s surprisingly disorganized and damaged state. At the beginning, they made encouraging progress against them and slowly moved through the Borg fleet toward the colony. However, as they began to make themselves more of a threat, the Borg took more notice and directed more of their fire toward them. While it was still in a disorganized fashion, to the point where some weapons fire was missing the Starfleet ships by a shocking wide margin, the numbers were against them. The Borg, unlike in times past when they had invaded the Federation, had sheer numbers on their side. Even as other Starfleet ships began to trickle in from neighboring systems, the battle was taking its toll on them all.
On the bridge of the Stonewall, Nick was almost thrown out of his seat when a Borg ship fired on a weak section of his ship’s shields.
“Damage report!”
“Casualities reported on Decks 22 trough 25! We’re also suffering intermittent power failures to critical systems on those decks. I’m rerouting power to compensate!” shouted back his Ops officer.
“Sir, weapons power is down to 60%!” shouted Starseed over the voices of other officers. “We’ve taken serious damage to the weapons relay systems that we can’t fix while engaged in a fight!”
“Admiral, the Garret reports Borg have begun boarding their vessel!”
Nick’s mind raced to deal with the fires that were sprouting up all around him. His gut began sinking as he realized which direction the tide had turned, but he knew it would do no good to give into it.
“Engineering, see what you can do about that busted weapons relay! I don’t care if you need to hold it together with hydrospanners that have been melted together, we need them. All hands, prepare for possible Borg boarding parties!”
In response, each of the bridge officers reached under their seats to grab phasers that were stored there as an anti-boarding measure. An eerie silence permeated the bridge as the officers went about keeping the ship fighting while waiting for the dreaded appearance of Borg drones. When one voice did ring out, it caused half the officers to jump in their seats.
“Admiral! Long-range sensors have detected... twenty ships incoming at maximum warp!” shouted Hall from his post at Science.
The mood on the Stonewall’s bridge responded immediately. Nick looked over at him. “In one group!? Who is in command?”
“Unknown sir, but the lead ship is... the Radiance, sir. Current commanding officer is Captain McCloy, sir.”
If Nick’s jaw could drop any lower, it would have crashed into the floor of the bridge. He looked over at his Ops officer. “Hail the Radiance and put it on the viewscreen!”
In seconds, Captain Ethan McCloy’s face was on the viewscreen giving Nick a grin.
“Greetings, Admiral! I’m glad we could finally make it to the party. If you don’t mind me asking sir, where have you been? We’ve been looking for you since you vanished!”
“We?” asked Nick with some surprise.
“I can’t say too much over this channel, Admiral, but it turns out that your concerns regarding the Borg took on new immediacy when the Stonewall and the Garret vanished in pursuit of the other two ships. With the help of a certain admiral back at Earth, I managed to organize a sizeable number of ships to come looking for you. Luckily, that put all of us at your last known location when we received the call from the colony. I’d like to know how we missed your reappearance!”
“There will be time for that later, Captain McCloy. For now, we need all the help that we can get defending Vega from the Borg.”
Ethan nodded, his grin vanishing into a more serious expression. “And you have it, Admiral Ford. Courtesy of Admiral Quinn’s official order, the newly commissioned Stonewall Fleet is under your command.”
Nick looked at Ethan with stunned amazement, then gave him a quick nod as he forced himself back to the reality that faced them. “Acknowledged, Captain, and thank you. Ford out.”
Once Ethan’s face had disappeared from the viewscreen, Nick let out a breath as he figured out his next move. The factors of this battle were about to change drastically and hopefully it would be enough that they’d all get out of this alive.
“Ops, open a channel to the fleet.”
“Yes, sir. Hailing frequencies open.”
“Starfleet ships, this is Rear Admiral Nicholas Ford. Per Admiral Quinn’s orders, I am now taking command of this fleet. I wish it was under better circumstances. However, a Borg invasion was the first impetus behind the formation of this flight. Today, we will demonstrate, as we have time and again, that resistance is not futile and that their Collective is not superior to our Federation. Against their homogenous, tyrannical hive mind, we will show them that strength from our diversity.”
Nick looked over at his Tactical and Science officers as he continued. “We will be sending our current tactical and science data regarding this Borg fleet. You will find they are behaving in an anomalous manner that has been impairing their ability to attack us. With your help, I believe we can win this battle. Ford out.”
The officers nodded and began transmitting their data to the other ships in the fleet. Over the next few minutes, the Starfleet ships that composed the newly-formed Stonewall Fleet warped into area around Vega Colony and began engaging the Borg. With some of the pressure taken off of them, the Stonewall and the other ships that initiated the defense of the colony were able to fall back and regroup. However, as soon as their stopgap repairs were completed, even these battle-worn ships re-entered the fray to defend Vega and the Federation.
It was a long, grueling fight that eventually encompassed the entire Vega system as the Borg vessels became even more disorganized and began to scatter. As time passed, the tide continued to turn as even more Starfleet and Federation ships entered the system to defend against the Borg incursion. Every ship fought valiantly and none retreated. From the Stonewall and Pendragon respectively, Nick coordinated the space defense while he gave command of the ground away teams to T’Rehes.
“Sir, over 75% of the Borg fleet has been destroyed!”
“Ma’am, our away teams have found the structures the Borg have been fabricating on the surface. They are engaging now.”
“Sir, the Khitomer and Pandora both report that their senior staff have been killed by Borg boarding parties. They are informing us that lower-level officers have taken command.”
“Ma’am, the away teams are reporting that the Borg are attempting to abduct colonists near evacuation points. They are requesting back-up from any ships that can spare personnel.”
By the end of the Battle for Vega Colony, the system was littered with the wreckage of Borg and Federation ships alike. However, when all was said and done, Vega Colony was still a Federation world and the Borg fleet had been destroyed.
((Epilogue to follow...))