The Kazon ship loomed above them, navy blue-green suspension shrouds dropping from a dorsal nacelle.
“It’s the Borg,” Dax said. She glanced at Sisko, and saw that her expression was one of anger. She then turned her attention back to Sisko.
Sisko nodded. “I was separated from Doctor Bashir.”
“I had planned to meet you while I was in sickbay.”
“I understand, Doctor.”
Sisko looked at him. “So where is the captain and myself?”
“I’m sure you’re right. We’re going to forget about that. What’s going on?”
“That’s right,” Dax said. “The Borg are using the crystals to tear down the layers of the Defiant, but the molecules are not on the ship’s hull. They are scattered around the ship in the corridors, or in the turbolift.”
“The Defiant!” Dax asked. “The Defiant is not destroyed. The Borg used the crystals to rip the defiant apart, but they’ve been scattered throughout the ship.”
“Doesn’t it matter, Dax? What good is her life but to be saved?” Paris asked her. “Doesn’t matter if you can’t make it back. It’s all right.”
Sisko nodded. “It wouldn’t be her life if she weren’t a person. It’s a
family.”
“I’m not going to give up,” Dax said. “Energize.”
The Borg ship was a half-minute away from the station when the brig doors suddenly opened. Quark stood in the doorway, his mouth hanging open.
“Yes, but we don’t have their technology,” Quark said. “And they of course don’t know that.”
“They’re using us as a way to begin the process, but I would suggest we decide how long we’re going to keep around the ship.”
“We’re an emergency situation,” Sisko said. “They’ve gotta slow us down.”
“Yes, but we have our own issue right now,” Sisko said. “We have to hurry.”
“Yes, my boy,” Quark said. “Do we have a moment, an hour?”
“Good. What’s the mission?”
“This ship is the Borg ship,” Sisko said. “And we are going to be the Borg.”
So who were these Borg vessels?
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Q laughed and laughed. The Borg vessel had been brought here to stand trial. The Borg ship was powered by Borg nanoprobes.
“It’s a Borg ship,” Sisko said. “There isn’t even a hull. Just a power source.”
“I could tell from your attitude,” Sisko said. “You were right about that.”
“Yes, of course,” Sisko said. “You are a liar.”
“Yes, I am, but not always.”
Q looked at him. “You’re an honest man, Sisko. I’m not sure what you want of me. But I hope you’re honest about your beliefs.”
“I’m honest,” Sisko said. “I’m not going to let you down. I won’t.”
Q paused at the door, and Sisko realized that he was going to be the one to die. He couldn’t do it.
Q was right. There were no easy answers. He was here.
Sisko had made a decision, and he was going to die.
Sisko had never been happier, and this was the best part of the job.
But they didn’t.
There were good people out there.
He didn’t care.
He was going to help the people of the ship. He couldn’t see it, but he knew he was going to live.
This was going to be his last chance.
He could hear the door close, and then the room was covered with smoke.
of the hallway. He grabbed the large hole and pushed it open. He took the two trays and started up the staircase to the bridge deck to board the bridge. He stopped when he came to a creak that made a growl sound.
Q was on the bridge of the Borg Vessel.
The Borg queen watched the scene unfold, her brows furrowing with fury.
"I told you I was going to try to stop her," said the Borg queen. "I told you I was going to stop her."
"I did not stop her," said the Borg queen.
"Why?" asked the Borg queen.
"I stopped her," said the Borg queen.
"We stopped her," said the Borg queen. "I stopped her."
"You stopped her?"
"I stopped her," said the Borg queen.
"Why?"
"You stopped her, didn't you?" asked the Borg queen of her own accord.
"I wanted to stop her," said the Borg queen. "I wanted to stop her from being Borg. I wanted to stop her from being me.
"Stop her from being us, then you'll stop being us. Stop being her. Stop getting too old. Stop being the Borg. Stop being the Borg. Stop being the Borg. Stop it. Stop it."
"Stop it. Stop being the Borg. Stop being me. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it."
"Stop it?" asked the Borg queen of her own accord.
“The queen is correct,” the Borg replied. “I am not the Borg. But you are.”
The Borg’s face appeared on the screen. “And there will be more.”
“And we will be destroyed, I fear,” said the Borg.
“I must agree,” said the Borg. “We are not the Borg. But our goal is to escape.”
“Yes, if that’s what you want,” said the Borg.
“We do not have a choice, now,” the Borg replied. “We cannot abandon our ship.”
“We don’t have a choice,” said the Borg, “but we must return to our ship.”
“The Borg do not,” the queen said. “They are aware of this.”
“You cannot. You cannot.”
She watched the Borg go with their shields up to protect themselves.
They were going to destroy us all.
We must give them something we did not have before.
She was going to save the Borg and her people.
She was going to destroy them.
And the Borg were going to destroy us all.
To die without a chance to save me.
But her hope was still strong.
She would keep fighting.
She was going to kill them.
Her own life, her own people’s lives, could go in a million different ways.
She couldn’t just let it die.
She was going to save them.
She was going to stop the Borg and the Federation.