

Starship log, Stardate 8130.4 Log entry by First Officer Pavel Chekov. Starship
Reliant on orbital approach to Ceti Alpha VI in connection with Project
Genesis. We are continuing our search for a lifeless planet to satisfy the
requirements for a test site for the Genesis experiment. So far, no success.
Does it have to be completely lifeless?
We’ve picked up a minor energy flux reading on one dyno scanner.
I suppose it could be a particle of pre-animate matter caught in the matrix.
You know what she’ll say.
Yes, Doctor.
Captain, this is the garden spot of Ceti Alpha VI.
There’s nothing here. The tricorder must be broken.
Botany Bay? Botany Bay? Oh, no!
We’ve got to get out of here, now. Damn. Hurry!
Never mind that. Hurry! Hurry!
Come on, hurry!
Khan!
A criminal, Captain. A product of late twentieth century genetics.
You lie! On Ceti Alpha V there was life. A fair chance!
Captain Kirk was your host. You repaid his hospitality by trying to steal his ship
and murder him.
-gasp-
-groan-
Khan, listen to me!
Khan, Captain Kirk was only doing his duty.
-screams-
Come in please. This is Reliant calling Regula I. Repeat, this is USS Reliant.
Ah, Dr. Marcus, good. We’re enroute to you and should be there in three days.
Nothing has happened. Ceti Alpha VI has checked out.
We have new orders. Upon our arrival at Regula I, all materials of Project
Genesis will be transfered to this ship for immediate testing on CetiAlpha6
The order comes from Starfleet Command, Dr. Marcus. Direct from the general
staff.
I have my orders.
The order comes from...Admiral James T. Kirk.
I’m sorry that you feel that way, Doctor. Admiral Kirk’s orders are confirmed.
Please prepare to deliver Genesis to us on our arrival. Reliant out.
You realize, Sir, they will attempt to contact Admiral Kirk and confirm the
order.
Oh, Sir, it was Khan. We found him on Ceti Alpha V. He...he...put creatures in our
bodies to control our minds.
He made up say lies, do things. But we beat him. He thought he controlled us,
but he did not. The Captain was strong.
It was not my impression. He spent most of his time trying to wring the
information out of the people.
I’m....sorry, Admiral.
-Screams-
Could you use another hand, Admiral?
Torpedoes ready, Sir.
4000 kilometers.












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