Star Trek: Typhon Pact: Raise the Dawn

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After the disastrous events in the Bajoran system, Captain Benjamin Sisko must confront the consequences of the recent choices he has made in his life. At the same time, the United Federation of Planets and its Khitomer Accords allies have come to the brink of war with the Typhon Pact. While factions within the Pact unsuccessfully used the recent gestures of goodwill—the opening of borders and a joint Federation-Romulan exploratory mission—to develop quantum-slipstream drive, they have not given up their goals. ...
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Overview

After the disastrous events in the Bajoran system, Captain Benjamin Sisko must confront the consequences of the recent choices he has made in his life. At the same time, the United Federation of Planets and its Khitomer Accords allies have come to the brink of war with the Typhon Pact. While factions within the Pact unsuccessfully used the recent gestures of goodwill—the opening of borders and a joint Federation-Romulan exploratory mission—to develop quantum-slipstream drive, they have not given up their goals. Employing a broad range of assets, from Romulus to Cardassia, from Ab-Tzenketh to Bajor, they embark on a dangerous new plan to acquire the technology they need to take control of the Alpha and Beta Quadrants. While UFP President Bacco and Romulan Praetor Kamemor work feverishly to reestablish peace, Captains Sisko, Jean-Luc Picard, and Ro Laren stand on the front lines of the conflict . . . even as a new danger threatens the Bajoran wormhole as it once more becomes a flashpoint of galactic history.
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  • ISBN-13: 9781451649567
  • Publisher: Pocket Books/Star Trek
  • Publication date: 6/26/2012
  • Series: Star Trek: The Next Generation Series
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 400
  • Sales rank: 223,723
  • Product dimensions: 4.00 (w) x 6.70 (h) x 1.20 (d)

Meet the Author

David R. George III wrote the Crucible trilogy for Star Trek's 40th anniversary as well as Olympus Descending for Worlds of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Volume Three. He previously visited DS9 in the novels The 34th Rule, set during the timeframe of the series, and in Twilight, set after the finale. His other Star Trek contributions include a first season Voyager episode, "Prime Factors," and one of the Lost Era books, Serpents Among the Ruins, which hit the New York Times bestseller list. He has also written a novella for Star Trek: Myriad Universes: Shattered Light.

™, ®, and © 2012 CBS Studios, Inc. Star Trek and Related Marks are trademarks of CBS Studios, Inc. All Rights Reserved.

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August 2383

1

Sela’s boot heels clacked on the stone floor, sending echoes along the narrow tunnel through which she walked. Two men from her security detachment followed behind her at a distance, their own footfalls adding to the cacophony in the enclosed space. Set into the walls at long intervals, lighting panels did a barely sufficient job of banishing the darkness that gripped the ancient subterranean passage. The recirculated air caressed the exposed flesh of Sela’s face with an uncomfortable chill, like the threat of an ill wind as the sun sets and the night impends.

The chairwoman of the Tal Shiar led her guards at a brisk clip, striding with determination toward a meeting she had never wished to have, but for which she had still developed contingencies. Her mind brimmed with broad facts and intricate details, with unanswered questions and necessary suppositions. Sela had always understood the possibility that she might have to deliver the report that she carried with her on a data tablet, and so she had planned for it, but she didn’t like it. To her way of thinking, the word contingency equated to failure: one need enact a secondary plan only if a primary plan has not succeeded.

But now two of my stratagems have failed, Sela thought, her jaw tightening. She remained uncertain how far back the latest events had set her. She had already lost so much time thanks to the incompetence of the Breen. Sela had helped the Confederacy purloin Starfleet’s schematics for the quantum slipstream drive, only to see the Federation mount a covert operation and eliminate everything the Breen had subsequently accomplished, including not only a slipstream-equipped prototype vessel, but all copies of the drive plans.

You will have to work harder than all the others, her father had always told her, and he had been right. As a half-breed, born of a human mother, Sela had found it impossible even to trade on her father’s rank and position—General Volskiar had commanded IRW Victorious through many successful campaigns—and so she’d had to work from the periphery. But she internalized her father’s wisdom, and never undervalued the importance of sheer diligence.

Before rising to chair the Tal Shiar, Sela had served as a personal operative to the praetor, and before that, as a proficient officer in the Imperial Fleet. Throughout her career, she advanced as the result of indefatigable effort, and as she did so, she learned the value of careful planning. But she had never anticipated the ascension to the praetorship of somebody like Gell Kamemor—a nonbeliever in Romulan exceptionalism, and an apologist for, and even an appeaser of, the Federation. And Sela never could have foreseen the string of events, improbable in the aggregate, that had allowed it to happen: the assassination of nearly the entire Senate; the descent of Shinzon into madness; the Remans’ successful struggle for independence; the schism of the Empire into factions led by Tal’Aura and Donatra; and the need for the Romulan people to accept nutritional and medical assistance from the Federation. Even after all of that, it had still required the deaths of both Tal’Aura and Donatra; the death of one of their likeliest successors, Senator Xarian Dor; and the deaths of the war hawk Pardek and Tal Shiar Chairman Rehaek—only then had enough opposition fallen to permit the elevation to praetor of a populist like Kamemor.

Sela reached the heavy door standing closed at the end of the tunnel, a bright lighting panel in the ceiling above it reflecting dully off its satin-textured metal surface. She reached up and placed her hand on the security plate beside the door, knowing that she’d already been under surveillance for some time. After the many lethal disruptions of the government in recent times, the Senate had increased security considerably—though not always visibly—in and around the Hall of State.

The scanner emitted a yellow glow as it examined Sela’s hand. On the screen beside it, her image appeared, along with the details of her service record. As always when she saw herself, Sela noted the alienness of her own features: eyebrows that hugged the lines of her eyes, the flatness of her forehead, the shocking yellowish color of her hair. She despised the human elements of her appearance, the details that set her apart from her fellow Romulans. Yet she had chosen never to alter them, never to surgically effect the changes that would allow her looks to fall within the Romulan norm. Instead, she let her differences drive her to overachieve, and she chose to project the impression that her differences made her better, that they singled her out as an exceptional individual among an exceptional people.

The door slid noisily to one side, withdrawing into the wall. Sela turned back to face her guards, who could proceed no farther. She nodded curtly to them, then paced through the door and up a set of worn stone steps.

The Tal Shiar chairwoman strode through the door at the top of the stairway and into a circular courtyard. Night had established itself earlier, and the silver orb of Elvreng had risen high in the sky. The pale light from Romulus’s second moon filtered through the windows in the cupola that topped the courtyard, draining the color and contrast from the scene. Between the doors that ran along the perimeter, white beams of light reached upward, the indirect illumination further brightening the area, but restoring none of its tint or texture.

Sela crossed to the set of tall, wide wooden doors that dominated the courtyard, to where a pair of uhlans stood watch. In the ashen light, the chairwoman could discern the faces of the two guards no more than she could the elaborate scrollwork in the doors. Still, she knew the names of the two men—Voster and Strak—and could run down both their professional and personal histories. The idea that power relied on knowledge had been a cornerstone principle of the Tal Shiar since its inception.

“Chairwoman Sela to see the praetor,” she said, identifying herself to the guards, although in addition to recognizing her, they also would have been informed in advance of her late visit.

“Praetor Kamemor is expecting you, Chairwoman,” replied Uhlan Voster. He turned and, beside the doors, pulled twice on a braided rope that Sela knew to be gold, but that looked white in the moonglow. Then he leaned into the large doors, which slowly opened inward, and he stepped aside. Sela passed between the two guards, who then followed her inside.

As the doors closed decisively behind her, she peered around the praetorial audience chamber. Gell Kamemor had inarguably altered the character of the place during the six hundred days of her administration. Although pairs of columns rose majestically all around the room, creating niches filled with artwork and reaching up to a magnificent mural on the ceiling, the once-regal setting possessed a commonplace atmosphere. Despite the gleaming black surfaces of the floor and walls, despite the throne that sat on a raised platform at the far end of the room, the large conference table and the chairs arrayed around it commanded the space and marked it as a simple, workaday venue. Stark white lighting buttressed the utilitarian effect.

Such details, Sela knew, had always troubled Tomalak. He did not go so far as to suggest that appearances trumped substance, but he did believe that such things mattered, particularly for somebody in Kamemor’s position. Sela did not concern herself with such minutiae, but she could not argue that the praetor succeeded in delivering a message with the refashioning of her audience chamber.

The chairwoman did not see Gell Kamemor. As Sela moved farther into the room, the praetor emerged from behind the dais, where an entrance led into Kamemor’s private office. Though more than a couple of decades past her first century, the praetor maintained a healthy physique, and her lustrous black hair had not yet begun to gray. She wore traditional robes, of a gray that matched the color of her eyes.

“Chairwoman Sela,” Kamemor said as she crossed in front of the dais. Never once in the many times Sela had met with her in the audience chamber had the praetor sat in her throne. “I trust from your sudden request for a meeting at such a late hour that something of considerable import has brought you here.” She spoke with an ease that suggested word of events in Federation space had yet to reach the Hall of State.

Kamemor stopped near the head of the conference table, and Sela strode over to face her. “I’m afraid that I do, Praetor,” she said. “Our observers have reported a major confrontation within Federation space. I’m sure that you are familiar with the Bajoran star system.”

“Of course,” Kamemor said. “That’s the site of the artificial wormhole that connects to the Gamma Quadrant.” She paused, then, with a tone of concern, asked the logical question: “Has the Dominion sent the Jem’Hadar back into the Alpha Quadrant?”

“No,” Sela said. “I’m afraid that such a situation might be easier for you to deal with.” The chairwoman lifted the data tablet she had brought with her and activated it. She pretended to consult the information on its screen as she said, “At the Alpha Quadrant terminus of the wormhole, two Federation starships, as well as the Starfleet space station positioned there, engaged in battle with three Typhon Pact starships.”

Kamemor’s lips parted, but she did not immediately respond. She reached out a hand to the back of one of the chairs at the conference table, as though to steady herself. “‘Battle’?” she said at last. “Not a skirmish? Not a few weapons discharges that might be ascribed to an accident, or to some overzealous tactical officer?”

“No,” Sela said. “The exchange of arms apparently lasted for some time, resulting in the destruction of the space station and all three Typhon Pact vessels.”

The praetor seemed thunderstruck. She stood speechless for a long moment, then pulled out the chair and slipped down onto its seat. When she peered up at Sela, her complexion had taken on a ghostly pallor. “How many dead?” she asked quietly and without inflection.

“We don’t have word on that yet,” Sela said. “But the number probably totaled in the thousands on the three Pact ships, and as many on the station.”

Again, Kamemor said nothing. She peered toward the floor, though Sela doubted that the praetor actually saw anything, since she appeared so deep in thought. Sela waited. Eventually, without looking up, Kamemor said, “You mentioned Typhon Pact starships.” The deadened quality of her voice had given way to a note of anger. “By which you mean to say military vessels.”

“Yes,” Sela confirmed. She expected that the praetor’s ire would only increase.

Kamemor raised her head and stared up at the chairwoman. “What were Typhon Pact starships doing inside Federation space?” she asked. “Other than the Eletrix setting out for its mission with the Enterprise, and the civilian vessels that have been allowed, there’s no reason—no legitimate reason—for military ships from the Pact to enter Federation territory.”

“We don’t have word on that yet either,” Sela said.

“No, why would you?” Kamemor said, apparently more to herself than to the chairwoman, but Sela took note. “Whose ships were they?”

Sela had known that the praetor would raise the question. Before she answered, the chairwoman pulled a chair out from the table, turned it to face Kamemor, and sat down herself. She glanced again at her data tablet, as though confirming the facts she intended to impart.

“The ships were a Tzenkethi marauder, a Breen warship . . . and a Romulan warbird.”

Kamemor stood up, holding Sela’s gaze as she did so. Then the praetor turned and walked calmly back in the direction from which she’d entered the chamber. For an uncomfortable moment, Sela thought that she intended to leave. Instead, Kamemor stopped along the wall, in a bare alcove between two sets of columns. There, she placed her hand flat on the wall, and a panel slid upward to reveal a communications console. She touched one of several buttons on it, then waited.

Sela stood up, but forced herself to remain calm. She considered it a possibility that Kamemor might call for a security contingent to take the chairwoman into custody, but in such a case, it would serve no point for Sela to run. “Praetor,” she said, “I do have additional information for you.”

“I’m sure you do,” Kamemor said without turning from the communications console, which suddenly blinked to life. Even at a distance, Sela recognized the unruly head of gray hair that belonged to Proconsul Anlikar Ventel.

“Praetor,” he said, his voice still heavy with sleep. “Is everything all right?”

“Anlikar, I want you to reach Admiral Devix at once,” she said, naming the man who commanded the Romulan Imperial Fleet. “He’s in space right now, but I don’t care how far he is from Romulus. I want a real-time connection with him before the night is out.”

“What’s happened?” Ventel asked, sounding more alert.

“Reach Devix,” Kamemor said again. “Then get to the Hall of State as soon as you can.” She looked back over her shoulder at Sela, then back to the communications screen. “I think we’ll be convening the cabinet, and then probably the Senate as well.”

“Praetor, what—” Ventel started, but Kamemor cut him off.

“Do what I asked,” she said. “Then get here.”

“Yes, Praetor,” Ventel said. “At once.”

Kamemor reached up and touched a control. The display went blank. Leaving the panel open, she walked back over to face Sela once again. “Do you know what’s going on?” she asked the chairwoman. The flatness of her voice made it difficult for Sela to know whether or not she intended her words as an accusation. Under the semblance of innocence, Sela chose to interpret them as a simple question.

“It’s difficult to know with the paucity of information we have at this point,” she said. “We don’t even know who initiated the fighting.”

“The Typhon Pact did,” Kamemor said without hesitation, her voice rising as her anger returned. “Three unauthorized starships in Federation territory. I don’t care if the Starfleet vessels did fire first; it was the Pact’s fault for being there illegally. If three Federation or Klingon ships arrived at one of our most important ports, what would you do? Invite them to partake of some ale?”

“No, Praetor,” Sela said, acting appropriately chastened. She had never seen the praetor so upset.

“So tell me, what do you think is going on?”

“My suspicion,” Sela said, “is that rogue elements within the Typhon Pact are seeking to undermine the recent lessening of tensions between the Pact and the Khitomer Accords.”

“If so, then they have doubtless succeeded in that goal,” Kamemor said, visibly appalled at the idea. “This is not the first time since I’ve been praetor that ‘rogue elements’ have jeopardized interstellar peace,” she continued, making obvious reference to the theft of the quantum slipstream drive schematics from Starfleet’s Utopia Planitia Shipyards—an operation that, unbeknown to the praetor, Sela herself had set in motion. “I understand the distrust and fear of the Federation—and of the Klingons and the Cardassians and all the powers we habitually call our enemies—but what I don’t fully comprehend is the desire to bring them down at the cost of Romulan lives. Let’s say that we could destroy the entirety of the Khitomer Accords. Even in the best possible conditions, even if every single battle turned our way, how much of our own blood would we have to spill to make that happen?”

Sela said nothing. She herself did not understand how Kamemor, so clearly an intelligent woman, could not see the tremendous threat in allowing the Federation and its allies to sustain a first-strike capability, which the slipstream drive provided them. If the Khitomer Accords powers—which included the overly aggressive Klingon Empire, a sworn enemy of Romulus—ever chose to press that advantage, the price paid in Romulan lives would prove horrifying. But Sela said none of that, knowing that any attempt she made even to explore the possible motives of the “rogue elements” would eventually bring her under the praetor’s scrutiny.

“And it’s not even a question of numbers,” Kamemor went on. “Even the loss of a single Romulan life—of any life—that could be prevented by averting war is worth the effort to establish and maintain peace. Which is why I need you to find out who’s coordinating these rogue actions on the Romulan side.”

“Yes, Praetor,” Sela said. “After what just took place, we may already have an idea.”

“Tell me.”

“The warbird involved in the battle at the wormhole,” Sela said. “It was the Eletrix.”

“What?” Kamemor said. She placed her hands on her hips and paced away from the conference table. When she had reached the center of the room, she turned back toward Sela. “What about the joint mission? Did the Eletrix destroy the Enterprise? Were the Breen and Tzenkethi ships in the Gamma Quadrant as well?”

“We don’t have any of those answers at this time,” Sela said. “But the commander of the Eletrix is Orventa T’Jul.”

“Should that name mean something to me?” Kamemor asked, walking back over to the table. Fortunately for Sela, the praetor left starship assignments and other such matters to the Imperial Fleet—though, when it suited her purposes, the chairwoman did not.

“Before being promoted to command of the Eletrix, she served as second-in-command aboard the Dekkona,” she said.

“The Dekkona,” Kamemor repeated. “That was the ship involved in stealing the slipstream drive plans from Starfleet.”

“Yes,” Sela confirmed.

“And so you’re saying we have our traitor.”

“It seems an unlikely coincidence,” Sela observed, knowing well that T’Jul had never been involved in planning either the operation at Utopia Planitia or in the Gamma Quadrant, but had merely been following orders. The assignment of Eletrix to the latter mission, though, and therefore of T’Jul, had been the result of careful planning. The chairwoman had not anticipated failure, and certainly nothing on as grand a scale as had occurred, but she had contrived to send Eletrix on the joint mission with Enterprise for the specific purpose of having T’Jul available as a scapegoat. That T’Jul had likely died in the battle at the wormhole only amplified her value in that role.

“I want you to investigate T’Jul,” Kamemor said. “Let’s make sure that her presence on the two missions wasn’t the result of chance. And if it’s not, then I want to know who her compatriots are—beyond the Empire, but most especially within it.”

“I’ll start on it at once.”

“Is there anything else I need to know?” Kamemor asked.

“No, Praetor,” Sela said. The operation had failed, but at least the chairwoman would not need to contend with the complications that would have arisen had any of the personnel or vessels involved been captured.

“Keep me informed,” Kamemor said.

Sela nodded her acknowledgment, then stepped back and headed for the doors. One of the guards opened them for her, and she exited into the courtyard. In seconds, she had picked up her security detail and started back through the underground tunnel that had brought her to the praetor’s audience chamber.

By the time she boarded the shuttle that would return her to her office at Tal Shiar headquarters, she’d already decided to move forward with her next attempt to obtain the quantum slipstream drive from the Federation.

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  • Posted January 2, 2011

    True-to-the-Show Characterizations? Daring, Bold Changes to the Trek Status Quo? Not Here.

    The last two or three years of Trek fiction has really shaken things up. The Borg are gone, the Klingons are moving in a more well-rounded, not-just-battle direction, the Romulans have been split into two competing states (one in the anti-Federation Typhon Pact, one quite cozy with the Feds as far as Romulans go), the Typhon Pact has been created, and almost every major living character is moving on with their life in a believable way.

    In other words, I had really hoped that we were moving into a golden age of Trek fiction where 1) the status quo would be allowed to change and move beyond what we've seen in the shows, and 2) characters would actually be encouraged to move past their roles in the show in consistent but exciting ways.

    This book actively works against those two hopes of mine. I'm going to try not to spoil the ending, but if you don't want to be able to figure out what happens, then don't read further.

    1) The splitting of the Romulan people into the Romulan Star Empire and the Imperial Romulan State was one of the most interesting developments for that whole race in years. It seemed to give all kinds of possibilities to the Romulans as both adversaries and allies. The threat of civil war loomed, and lots of green-blooded conflict seemed imminent. Gosh, those were good times, when I felt like Trek fiction had something surprising to offer.

    2) Early in the novel (so this doesn't spoil the ending), Sisko leaves his family to avoid a vague "prophecy" that he would suffer if he married Kassidy Yates. That's right, Sisko fans and Avery Brooks: Sisko leaves his family. As another reviewer on another site put it, if this had been an episode, I think Brooks would have refused to act in it. Even before this novel begins, Sisko goes from a bold man of courage to being a sniveling, anti-social jerk who abandons his young daughter because he's afraid that some random event might hurt her. I can't conceive of the character doing this even for half of a book, and this novel spends way too much time trying to explain/justify Sisko's decisions.

    The Typhon Pact novels have been unfortunately lacking in narrative drive, in my opinion, but this one takes the cake. I've been extremely enthused about Trek fiction since the events leading up to the Destiny Trilogy, but I'm afraid that my hopes will turn out to have been unfounded. Another misfire like this one and I'll take my reading dollars elsewhere, I think.

    3 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 25, 2011

    A good read...

    I have enjoyed this book, seeing that Capt. Sisko has some difficult choices and how it plays out makes the book a worthwhile read.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2002

    Part of addicting series

    I'm addicted to this current DS9 storyline, but the first book in this "four book series" (don't let the "four book series" business fool you - this story is 10 books and counting now!) was a real disappointment to me. It was incredibly contrived, slow and very, very padded. I put it down for several weeks before picking it back up. It advances the stories it needs to, but at an excruciating pace, and uses bizarrely unneccessary devices to induce suspense. It's a book, not a TV show. Several things about the series as a whole have irritated me: 1: The story is spanning several book series (and is being dishonest about it) including jumping to series like the "Section 31" books 2: this book will be confusing to read if you have NOT already read the previous books ..i.e., it makes no introductory explanations of previous books. This is NOT a standalone series! 3: Previously established characters like Ro Laren are NOT behaving in character 4: it touts itself as the "relaunch" of the DS9 series when it is not, and it is confusing to attempt to read it that way. Why is Ro alive and on DS9? Why is she not in the brig? Why are she and Quark...gurgle...flirting? I can't pretend I'm not going to continue reading this series, but this book was difficult for me and I'm getting frustrated that the series is not concluding as promised. Avatar, Avatar 2, Abyss, Demons of Light and Darkness (book four of seven in Gateways series), a few chapters in book 7 of Gateways, the four books in the Mission Gamma series and Rising Son....These are all the books that deal with this DS9 "relaunch". That's THREE "standalone" series come and gone with no conclusion. Get with it, or suck it up and make it clear this is an indefinite serial series.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 7, 2014

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    I was surprised to read about Capt. Sisko's character developmen

    I was surprised to read about Capt. Sisko's character development. I don't recall reading any books that took place between the time DS9 ended and this book that suggested the Ben Sisko I grew up with would have this kind of turn. The usual strong, decision maker that lead the Federation through the Dominion conflict is developed into an overthinking, detached emotionalist that seems unable to truly grasp the reason & results of his actions. Don't get me wrong, there is probably a reason to the deconstruction of this pillar of Federation lore, all of which served little purpose in the book’s overall progression.
    Speaking of plot progression, the other half of the book dealing with Spock bodes little to the Typhon Pact Arc. Spock's work with the Reunification Movement & as a Federation ally is focused on amid the ebb and flow of the Romulan political machine and internal workings. Very few of the events captured in this book make it indispensable to overall Typhon arc. Much like seeing the credits in Transformers Revenge of the Fallen & Dark of the Moon the best part of this book was when it was finally over.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 12, 2013

    This the vip room

    Vip only

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 29, 2013

    Mediocre

    There were three stories. The first and the last one were palatable. The second was terrible. Thought it was written for teens. Little science without deep conversation, introspection or complexity. Substitute the second story and the book may have been worth the cost.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 29, 2013

    This is a good story that incorporates many of episodes of Start

    This is a good story that incorporates many of episodes of Startrek that featured Dr. McCoy. It centers around the episode City on the Edge of Forever, creating two timelines for McCoy's life. I found the story very entertaining, sparking memories of episodes from the original series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 2, 2012

    Amazing Story, Actually Two!

    Always having considered "City on The Edge of Forever" one of the great episodes of the Original Series, the concept of this book - and the other two in the trilogy - sounded intriguing. If you have looked at the description of the storyline and feel the same way. Let me assure you, the author does not dissappoint the reader.

    The level of character development weaved into two alternate timelines and presented from the perspective of our beloved Doctor (as well as shipmates both familiar and some that might take a moment to remember) is crafted by the author with such care that you will come away feeling you know these characters, especially Leonard McCoy, even more.

    This one is a winner, in any timeline!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2012

    To jess

    I meqn 5 th page sorru

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2012

    Jess

    Kk

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 27, 2012

    Lonaika

    Elena?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 20, 2012

    srry to intrude

    Star school all results is perfect

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 20, 2012

    Room A14

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 21, 2012

    Weapons Room

    Galaxy Defenders

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 7, 2012

    Strong

    This book connects seamlessly with multiple dangling plotlines from previous novels and tells a gripping, three-dimensional tale.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 17, 2011

    Disappointing

    A two pronged story with Spock and Sisko. The Spock sections are OK. The Sisko sections are disappointing. His actions are not in keeping with how I understand his character and the sections are slow. The whole book could have been done in about half the pages without missing anything. Not much action. If you're really into the Romulans, you'll appreciate it. Lots of detail on their government.

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  • Posted June 24, 2011

    Sad Benjamin is sad.

    I've always loved is Captain Sisko, and I don't mind a spot of brooding... but "Rough Beasts" would be more accurate if the cover portrayed him as wearing eyeliner and cutting himself. Not that it's poorly written, just a matter of personal taste. I just have trouble dealing this level of angstipation from any character that doesn't sparkle.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 16, 2011

    Ok

    This was an okay book. It was not as good as the others but the stories were engaging enough

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  • Posted February 8, 2011

    I don't recommend this book

    I read half the book and thought it was boring and had no direction or plot. I would not recommend it even if they gave it to me for free!

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  • Posted January 16, 2011

    Good book for Star Trek fans

    This book explores an alternative stories for events that are familiar to most Trekkies.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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