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 "Damn you, Maddock," Kostya whispered, knowing full well that the Saratoga engineer was behind the insubordinate act.  Like the rest of Sara's command crew, he knew the lieutenant commander well.  The vice admiral was very selective of who he allowed Captain Stryker to assign as department heads on his ship, and he wouldn't let any officer with questionable loyalties to serve alongside the green starship captain. "Damn you, Maddock," Kostya whispered, knowing full well that the Saratoga engineer was behind the insubordinate act.  Like the rest of Sara's command crew, he knew the lieutenant commander well.  The vice admiral was very selective of who he allowed Captain Stryker to assign as department heads on his ship, and he wouldn't let any officer with questionable loyalties to serve alongside the green starship captain.
  
-Taking aim, an orange lance of energy burst forth from Kostya's phaser, and he vaporized Ninhursag generator with a single shot.+Taking aim, an orange lance of energy burst forth from Kostya's phaser, and he vaporized the Ninhursag generator with a single shot.
  
 "Kostya to Jameson," the admiral tapped his combadge. "Kostya to Jameson," the admiral tapped his combadge.
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 As the vice admiral slipped into sickbay, he held his phaser at the ready, scanning the main ward much as he did when first arrived on the Saratoga's bridge.  The room was quiescent, with only a few monitoring stations active, and no sign of organic life.  Kostya immediately sat himself down at the main sickbay computer access at the chief medical officer's desk. As the vice admiral slipped into sickbay, he held his phaser at the ready, scanning the main ward much as he did when first arrived on the Saratoga's bridge.  The room was quiescent, with only a few monitoring stations active, and no sign of organic life.  Kostya immediately sat himself down at the main sickbay computer access at the chief medical officer's desk.
  
-He pulled up the logs of the EMH Mark One and found that the had ship underwent an intense burst of ionizing radiation fourteen months ago.  It was clear from the description that the energy signature came from the Ninhursag generator in main engineering.  The computer was scrambled and most of the ship's control functions shutdown, but the worst part was that the radiation burst was so intense, that everyone onboard immediately fell unconscious.+He pulled up the logs of the EMH Mark One and found that the ship had underwent an intense burst of ionizing radiation fourteen months ago.  It was clear from the description that the energy signature came from the Ninhursag generator in main engineering.  The computer was scrambled and most of the ship's control functions shutdown, but the worst part was that the radiation burst was so intense, that everyone onboard immediately fell unconscious.
  
 The EMH logs further showed that the holographic doctor couldn't get to all the crew in time.  They were dead within an hour due radiation poisoning.  The EMH collected their bodies in the main shuttlebay before activating a stasis field.  The logs then indicated that the distress beacon was activated, with the intent to keep the bodies in stasis until help arrived.  But power levels were so low that no one appeared to receive the signal.  The stasis field collapsed when the ship's main power was depleted three months ago, so the EMH chose to decompress the shuttle deck and perform a mass burial at space.  The logs stopped there and no further entries were made by the EMH. The EMH logs further showed that the holographic doctor couldn't get to all the crew in time.  They were dead within an hour due radiation poisoning.  The EMH collected their bodies in the main shuttlebay before activating a stasis field.  The logs then indicated that the distress beacon was activated, with the intent to keep the bodies in stasis until help arrived.  But power levels were so low that no one appeared to receive the signal.  The stasis field collapsed when the ship's main power was depleted three months ago, so the EMH chose to decompress the shuttle deck and perform a mass burial at space.  The logs stopped there and no further entries were made by the EMH.
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 "I sent you on a mission to save the Federation!" Kostya angrily replied.  "They... YOU... died in the line of duty!" "I sent you on a mission to save the Federation!" Kostya angrily replied.  "They... YOU... died in the line of duty!"
  
-"Admiral Thomas designed the protocol to interface with Starfleet communication buoys only in Federation space!" Shannon retorted.  "YOU were the one who wanted to expand the network to nearby enemy empires!  YOU wasted six hundred Starfleet lives just to roll the dice and see if you could commandeer the control the network yourself!"+"Admiral Thomas designed the protocol to interface with Starfleet communication buoys only in Federation space!" Shannon retorted.  "YOU were the one who wanted to expand the network to nearby enemy empires!  YOU wasted six hundred Starfleet lives just to roll the dice and see if you could commandeer the control network yourself!"
  
 "Shannon, the protocol was our ultimate weapon!" the vice admiral reasoned.  "If it worked, we could appropriate the entire communications network in the Alpha Quadrant from a single Starfleet Intelligence station!" "Shannon, the protocol was our ultimate weapon!" the vice admiral reasoned.  "If it worked, we could appropriate the entire communications network in the Alpha Quadrant from a single Starfleet Intelligence station!"
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 Intrusion into core processor functions detected. Intrusion into core processor functions detected.
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-Memory circuit data removal block eliminated.+Memory circuit data removal inhibitors eliminated.
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 Primary memory core file deletion program activated. Primary memory core file deletion program activated.
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 Syntax error... stack collision with heap... Syntax error... stack collision with heap...
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-Directory tree erasure command re-routed to holographic resurgent memory matrix.+Re-routing directory tree erasure command away from holographic resurgent memory matrix...
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 Re-route successful. Re-route successful.
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 **//Primary core deletion program fully executed. **//Primary core deletion program fully executed.
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-Access to main memory core circuits non-functional.+Access to main memory core circuits non-functional... Directory tree no longer exists.
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-Directory tree no longer exists.+Re-initializing program functions for main computer interface.
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-Prefix cipher access request denied. +Prefix cipher access request denied... Saratoga encryption algorithms not recognized.
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-Saratoga encryption algorithms not recognized.+
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 Resurgent memory data fragment decryption unsuccessful. Resurgent memory data fragment decryption unsuccessful.
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-All processor functions terminated.+Transferring encrypted fragments to EMH backup module... 
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 +Transfer successful.
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-Fusion batteries fully depleted.+Fatal system error... Processor nodes no longer functional.
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-Power feed to backup core eliminated.+Fusion batteries depleted... All power feeds to higher logic circuits terminated.
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-Backup core entering shutdown mode.//**+Primary and backup cores entering shutdown mode...//**
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 "What's going on here, Milo?" Kostya asked, not daring to make a move for his own sidearm at the moment. "What's going on here, Milo?" Kostya asked, not daring to make a move for his own sidearm at the moment.
  
-"It was interesting," the master chief started, tilting his head in thought while keeping his weapon trained on his commanding officer.  "AI uploaded the new prefix cipher, and after wiping the ship's computer, I stumbled across something that directed my attention to the intraship holomatrix buffer.  There was an anomaly in the programming that I couldn't quite put my finger on at first."+"It was interesting," the master chief started, tilting his head in thought while keeping his weapon trained on his commanding officer.  "I uploaded the new prefix cipher, and after wiping the ship's computer, I stumbled across something that directed my attention to the intraship holomatrix buffer.  There was an anomaly in the programming that I couldn't quite put my finger on at first."
  
 "Look, Milo, whatever the issue is, now's not the time..." "Look, Milo, whatever the issue is, now's not the time..."
  
-"It wasn't until I ran a search of the coding sequences that I noticed it," he cut the admiral off.  "It was small, and barely noticeable, but it was like a mirror staring back at me... Optical data sequences that used my OWN holographic initiation subroutine... embedded RIGHT THERE in the last program that was run through the intraship holomatrix!  And wouldn't you know?  It had an embedded control algorithm... Something I didn't make myself, but held over my head... at my BOARD OF INQUIRY at the Academy... fifty. years. ago..."+"It wasn't until I ran a search of the coding sequences that I noticed it," he cut the admiral off, maintaining his train of thought.  "It was small, and barely noticeable, but it was like a mirror staring back at me... Optical data sequences that used my OWN holographic initiation subroutine... embedded RIGHT THERE in the last program run through the intraship holomatrix...  And wouldn't you know?  It had an embedded control algorithm.  Something I didn't make myself, but held over my head... at my BOARD OF INQUIRY at the Academy... fifty. years. ago..."
  
 "What algorithm?" Kostya feigned ignorance as a bead of sweat trickled down the side of his forehead.  His hands froze, waiting for his chance to snatch either his own phaser or Jameson's "What algorithm?" Kostya feigned ignorance as a bead of sweat trickled down the side of his forehead.  His hands froze, waiting for his chance to snatch either his own phaser or Jameson's
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 "I made the program for REPUBLIC, Chris!" Jameson fiercely retorted.  "The Academy's ship!  OUR ship!  It was unmanned and posed NO threat to Earth's security!  YOU and NORAH were the ones who uploaded the prefix codes for all the ships around Earth!  THAT'S what I was expelled for!  THAT'S the crime that was committed!  YOU violated the conduct rules!" "I made the program for REPUBLIC, Chris!" Jameson fiercely retorted.  "The Academy's ship!  OUR ship!  It was unmanned and posed NO threat to Earth's security!  YOU and NORAH were the ones who uploaded the prefix codes for all the ships around Earth!  THAT'S what I was expelled for!  THAT'S the crime that was committed!  YOU violated the conduct rules!"
  
-Although he could feel his own anger rising at Jameson's insolence, it was clear to Kostya that the master chief was to incensed that it would be futile to reason with him at the moment, so he switched to bargaining, hoping it would buy him time.+Although he could feel his own anger rising at Jameson's insolence, it was clear to Kostya that the master chief was so incensed that it would be futile to reason with him, so he switched to bargaining, hoping it would buy him time.
  
 "What are you going to do?" "What are you going to do?"
  
-"Place you under arrest... admiral..."+"Place you under arrest... 'admiral'..."
  
 //"Me?"// thought Kostya, his own anger now rising.  //"The little bastard's going to arrest ME?"// //"Me?"// thought Kostya, his own anger now rising.  //"The little bastard's going to arrest ME?"//
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 Timeframe: Present day** Timeframe: Present day**
  
-What happened at the El Mucho Grande Lagrange asteroid belt seemed like a lifetime ago.  They got the Saratoga back from the Cardassians, and were able to cover up the incident by re-christening the ship as the USS Republic at Utopia Planetia while it underwent a five-year refit.  He handed command of the vessel over to his trusted subordinate, James Marshall, who was killed shortly thereafter.  Despite his best attempts to prosecute those who were accessories to his murder, it drove Kostya to resign from Fleet and run for Federation president, which he won.  Ironically, the only way he was able to ultimately achieve that win was through the destruction of the starship he held so dear.+What happened at the El Mucho Grande Lagrange asteroid belt seemed like a lifetime ago.  Admiral Kostya got the Saratoga back from the Cardassians, and was able to cover up the incident by re-christening the ship as the USS Republic at Utopia Planetia while it underwent a five-year refit.  He handed command of the vessel over to his trusted subordinate, James Marshall, who was killed shortly thereafter.  Despite his best attempts to prosecute those who were accessories to his murder, it drove Kostya to resign from Fleet and run for Federation president; an election that he won.  Ironically, the only way he was able to ultimately achieve that win was through the destruction of the very starship he held so dear.
  
 President Kostya, now in his early eighties, stood in his presidential attire at the rear of his office, looking out over the pristine blue waters of Lake Geneva through the wall-to-wall transparent aluminum viewport.  In his hands, an aged PADD held the words from his troubled past from almost ten years ago: President Kostya, now in his early eighties, stood in his presidential attire at the rear of his office, looking out over the pristine blue waters of Lake Geneva through the wall-to-wall transparent aluminum viewport.  In his hands, an aged PADD held the words from his troubled past from almost ten years ago:
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-He stared at the device for the fifth time in as many days, unsure of why his thoughts were so often turning back to days long gone.  Success had finally come to him, through with no small amount of toil to get there.  From his perspective, he had achieved a great many things, and the best was yet to come in his own opinion.  But the voices from the past still haunted him, and it took the chiming of his office door to draw him back to the present.+He stared at the device for the fifth time in as many days, unsure of why his thoughts were so often turning back to days long gone.  Success had finally come to him, enduring no small amount of toil to get there.  From his perspective, he had achieved a great many things, and the best was yet to come.  But the voices from the past still haunted him, and it took the chiming of his office door to draw him back to the present.
  
 "Come," he replied after hurriedly putting the PADD back into the top drawer of his executive desk.   "Come," he replied after hurriedly putting the PADD back into the top drawer of his executive desk.  
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 "Let's go then," he acknowledged. "Let's go then," he acknowledged.
  
-He followed Rhymer out of the office, leaving behind his troubled thoughts once again.  Beyond the confines of these doors, he would continue to face issues and problems that challenged his authority and sense of rightness with the universe.  While these challenges would ebb and flow in magnitude and duration, his inner self would always allow a modicum of respite to permit either consolation or absolution from any questionable deed or decision he might make.  Yet, there would always be one nonredeemable moment in his life where personal exoneration was elusive, as Vladamir Kristoff Kostya would get over what happened at Mucho Grande.+He followed Rhymer out of the office, leaving behind his troubled thoughts once again.  Beyond the confines of these doors, he would continue to face issues and problems that challenged his authority and sense of rightness with the universe.  While these challenges would ebb and flow in magnitude and duration, his inner self would always allow a modicum of respite to permit either consolation or absolution from any questionable deed or decision he might make.  Yet, there would always be that one nonredeemable moment in his life where personal exoneration was elusive, as Vladamir Kristoff Kostya would never get over what happened at Mucho Grande.
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