Star Trek The Next Generation - Typhon Pact #1 - Zero Sum Game

Star Trek The Next Generation - Typhon Pact #1 - Zero Sum Game

by David Mack

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A spy for the Typhon Pact—a new political rival of the Federation—steals the plans for Starfleet’s newest technological advance: the slipstream drive. To stop the Typhon Pact from unlocking the drive’s secrets, Starfleet Intelligence recruits a pair of genetically enhanced agents: Dr. Julian Bashir, of station Deep Space 9, and Sarina Douglas, a woman whose talents Bashir helped bring to fruition, and whom Bashir thinks of as his long-lost true love.

Bashir and Douglas are sent to infiltrate the mysterious species known as the Breen, find the hidden slipstream project, and destroy it. Meanwhile, light-years away, Captain Ezri Dax and her crew on the U.S.S. Aventine play a dangerous game of cat and mouse with a Typhon Pact fleet that stands between them and the safe retrieval of Bashir and Douglas from hostile territory.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781439160794
Publisher: Pocket Books/Star Trek
Publication date: 10/26/2010
Series: Star Trek Series
Pages: 352
Product dimensions: 4.20(w) x 6.90(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

David Mack is the award-winning and New York Times bestselling author of more than thirty novels of science fiction, fantasy, and adventure, including the Star Trek Destiny and Cold Equations trilogies. His writing credits span several media, including television (for episodes of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine), film, short fiction, and comic books. He resides in New York City.

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Star Trek® Typhon Pact

  • “Intruder alert! Lock down all decks! This is not a drill!”

    The warning repeated and echoed through the corridors of the Utopia Planitia Fleet Yards’ command facility. Red lights flashed on bulkhead panels, and pressure doors started to roll closed, partitioning the space station.

    Ensign Fyyl tried to block out the cacophony of deep, buzzing alarms as he sprinted toward his post, phaser in hand. Was it an attack? Fyyl had no idea what was happening. The skinny young Bolian was less than a year out of Starfleet Academy and until that moment had counted himself lucky to have been posted to the security detail on a platform orbiting Mars, one of the safest assignments in the Federation. Now it seemed as if he was in the thick of the action—the last place he’d ever wanted to be.

    He stumbled to a halt in front of a companel. With trembling fingers he punched in his security code, confirmed his section was secure, and requested new orders. A multilevel schematic appeared on the display. In real time, sections of the station switched from yellow to green as deck officers and patrolling security personnel such as Fyyl checked in. Then a number of sections turned red, and the chief of security directed all his teams to converge on the intruder.

    Here we go, Fyyl thought, sprinting from the companel to the nearest intersection. Courtesy of the station’s active sensor network, the junction’s airtight hatch slid open ahead of him and rolled shut behind him once he’d passed into the next section. Through the windows lining each tube-shaped passage he saw other security personnel moving toward the core ring ahead.

    Then he winced at the searing flash of phaser beams slicing through the air and steeled himself for the worst as he charged through the next doorway into the thick of a firefight. Pressing his back against a bulkhead, he snapped off a pair of quick shots in the same direction he saw other Starfleet personnel firing. Through the smoke and blinding ricochets, he couldn’t see if he hit anything.

    Fyyl ducked as a volley of electric-blue bolts blazed past him in the other direction. Two of his fellow Starfleeters collapsed to the deck, their eyes open but lifeless, their limbs splayed in the awkward poses of the dead. His heart pounding, Fyyl returned fire into the smoky darkness, trusting his training over his instincts, which told him to run and hide. Several meters ahead of Fyyl, visible even through the dense gray haze, a red warning light flashed.

    Someone behind him shouted, “Fall back!”

    Terrified and tripping over his own feet, Fyyl struggled to turn away from danger.

    The corridor lit up like a sun, swallowing Fyyl and everything around him in a flash of light and heat beyond measure.

    • • •

    “There’s been an explosion inside the station,” declared Lieutenant Vixia, the half-Deltan operations officer of the U.S.S. Sparrow. “They’re venting air into space.”

    Commander Evan Granger leaned forward in his chair as he eyed the vapor jetting from a ragged wound in the hull of the command base. “Take us to Red Alert. If they don’t get that breach sealed in twenty seconds, get ready to close it with a force field from our shield generator.”

    Beyond the decades-old space station, nearly two dozen half-constructed starships lay moored in their spacedock frames, mere shells of the vessels they were meant to become. Spread out beneath them was the shallow, dusky curve of the Martian surface, its crater-scarred face dotted with the gleaming lights of cities.

    “Jex, any update from the station?” Granger asked his tactical officer.

    The short young Bajoran man replied, “Not yet, sir.” He tapped at his console. “I’m still picking up heavy comm chatter from inside the station. Sounds like the intruder’s still alive and on the move.”

    “Prep a tractor beam. Be ready to snag any ship or escape pod that leaves that station without clearance.”

    “Aye, sir.” Jex began entering new commands on his console, then stopped, his eyes widening with alarm. “Another explosion inside the station.”

    Granger looked at the Sparrow’s main viewscreen. Before the young commanding officer could ask Jex for more details, he saw all he needed to know: a massive conflagration had ruptured the station’s lower core, and a crimson fireball now surged toward the small patrol vessel.

    “Evasive!” Granger cried out, gripping his chair’s armrests in anticipation. “All power to shields!” No sooner was the order spoken than the blast rocked the Sparrow. For several seconds stretched by fear and adrenaline, there was nothing for Granger to see on the main screen except static and a hellish cloud of flames, and nothing to hear but a deep roar of thunder against the hull.

    The quaking ceased, and in the hush that followed Granger heard all the sounds of the bridge with perfect clarity: the soft chirps of feedback tones, the low thrumming of impulse engines beneath his boots, the gentle hum of ventilators.

    “Damage report,” he said. “Jex, any casualties?”

    “Negative, sir. All decks secure.”

    Vixia said over her shoulder from the ops console, “Shields holding, sir.”

    “Jex, hail the station, see if they need medical personnel or damage-control teams. And see if you can find out what the hell just happened over there.”

    Sitting back, Granger wasn’t sure anyone would ever give him or his crew a true account of what had just occurred, but as he watched the station continue to burn, he wasn’t certain he really wanted to know.

    • • •

    “Do I even want to know what just happened at Utopia Planitia?”

    Admiral Leonard James Akaar’s rhetorical question reverberated off the walls of his office on the uppermost level of Starfleet Command and gave way to a pained silence that none of his half dozen assembled peers seemed eager to disturb.

    A tiny, throat-clearing cough snared Akaar’s attention. He turned his glare toward Admiral Alynna Nechayev, a trim, middle-aged human woman whose blond hair had begun to show the slightest traces of turning silver in the months following the previous year’s Borg invasion. “Preliminary reports,” she said with the practiced calm of a political veteran, “suggest that the fleet yards’ command station was sabotaged as a diversionary tactic, to conceal the theft of classified data from its main computer.”

    Troubled looks passed among the other admirals in the room. Akaar got up from his desk and took his time stepping out from behind it. He towered over the other Starfleet flag officers, and his broad chest and shoulders made it easy for him to part their ranks as he moved to stand in front of Nechayev. The svelte woman held her ground, tilting her head back to meet his gaze as he loomed over her and asked, “What was stolen?”

    “The schematics for slipstream drive.”

    Akaar’s jaw clenched. He sighed. “Everyone else, get out.”

    Nechayev stood with her hands folded behind her back as the other admirals left the room. As the door slid closed behind the last person to exit, Akaar inquired, “How much do we know for certain right now?”

    “Not as much as we’d like,” Nechayev said. “We’re fairly certain the spy was a civilian engineer named Kaz-ren. His dossier lists his species as ‘Dessev,’ but he appears to be the first of his kind we’ve ever met. He gained access to the main computer on Utopia Planitia’s command station at 1431 hours, using stolen credentials and specialized tools to fool the biometric sensors.” She stepped over to a companel on the wall and called up a series of classified reports from Utopia Planitia. “The first explosion he set off helped him evade capture while he transmitted a locator signal. The second explosion appears to have been planned to disable the station’s shields and conceal his beam-out.”

    Settling back into his chair, Akaar asked, “Beamed to where?”

    Punching up a new screen of graphs and data, Nechayev said, “Sensor readings from the station and its patrol ship, the Sparrow, suggest there was a cloaked Romulan vessel waiting nearby to pick Kazren up.”

    “How did a cloaked vessel get past our perimeter defenses?”

    “We didn’t think the Romulans had this kind of cloak yet.” Nechayev pointed out an isolated section of the graph. “Judging from these readings, I’d say the Romulans have put phasing cloaks into active service.”

    Akaar frowned. “If that’s true, they could be roaming at will throughout Federation space.”

    “I know,” Nechayev said, “but right now we have a bigger problem. If the Typhon Pact develops their own version of the slipstream drive, we’ll lose the only tactical advantage we have left—and with it, our only hope of keeping this cold war from turning into a real one.”

    All at once, Akaar understood why Edward Jellico, his immediate predecessor as Starfleet’s chief admiral, had always seemed to be on the verge of a migraine. Massaging an oppressive ache that throbbed in his temples, he said in a somber tone, “Can you give me the room, please, Alynna? ... I need to call the president.”

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    Star Trek 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 74 reviews.
    RemyCY More than 1 year ago
    I thought that this novel was quite similar to the Enterprise Romulan War storyline in how the mission plays out. Good usage of character development (especially Bashir's medical misfits as seen in DS9). I would recommend this book highly. It looks to be a nice developing series. Looking forward to see if it can rival against the Borg invasion or the Dominion storyline.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book is a gpod next chapter following Destiny. Destiny had so much depth that it's tough to follow but this book is OK. Good exploration of Bashir as a character.
    TheMadTurtle on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
    I'm very excited about the Typhon Pact series! I think I've said it in other book reviews, but it bears saying again - since the new Star Trek movie launched the "beta" universe, it's like CBS has released it's stranglehold on the "alpha" universe and let writers start writing stories that actually impact the broader universe in bigger, more meaningful ways. It's WONDERFUL! It's a very exciting time for Star Trek readers!This book starts the series off with a top-secret sabotage mission deep in Breen space. The Typhon Pact has stolen the designs for Starfleet's slipstream drive and want to equip their own ships with the new technology.I was particularly impressed with Mack's handling of Captain Dax and the Aventine crew. I would love to read more about those characters in a "Titan-esque" line of books - or maybe they can be worked into the Deep Space 9 novel series more. Character development is something I feel that Mack does very well.The only reason I left this just shy of five stars is that I felt the Bashir / Douglas relationship was missing something. Throughout the book I couldn't put my finger on it. It became evident what I was missing at the end and it was oddly exciting and disappointing at the same time. It definitely left a plot line open that I look forward to reading more of in upcoming novels!This book is a great start to the series!
    kingoftheicedragons on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
    I was excited to read this book, which promised--I thought--political intrigue with the Typhon Pact series, and this particular book featured Dax and Bashir.However, I was incredibly disappointed by just about everything in this book. This book read more like fan fiction more than anything else. I found that Mack seemed to be incapable of writing Bashir in character, making him look like an incompetent fool who had to rely on his partner, Sarina, to do practically everything for their undercover assignment to a Breen world. I also don't think Dax was in character and seemed a mere shadow of what she had done in other post relaunch books. Sarina and the Breen dissident, Nar, were the two most fascinating characters in this book, and really, the story could have been told just as well if not better without the characters of Bashir and Dax in the mix. There were some interesting moments with those characters, and the Breen were explored in more depth, though with the story feeling like fan fiction like I previously said, I don't know if I can welcome these details into the Star Trek world. The book did get a little better during the climax and ending, which is what saved this book, bringing it up from two stars to two and a half. I would have expected better from David Mack, and he just couldn't deliver.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Most of his books are.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    I enjoyed the book, but it was terribly dark and outside of the Star Trek integrity. I understood the reason but it didn't change my feeling.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Finally! After years and years of speculation, some of the mystery of the Breen has been solved! It's such a simplistic and logical answer that it took me by surprise - the answer was right in front of everyone's eyes and always has been! The novel is fast paced, too. It gets right to the point and is an awesome read. 5 stars!
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    Warning- minor spoiler This after-Deep Space Nine book is quite exciting and well-thought out. It connects all the star trek elements and characters. For example, remember the ensign from Next Generation that was wrongly put on trial and turned out to be one-fourth romulan? He shows up as a doctor! This story mainly revoves around Bashir and Serina ( the genetically modified lady Bashir coaxed out to talk), and some of Ezri Dax, about their mission to stop the Typhon Pact from building the a slipstream technology ship. It excitingly reaveals the Breen 's mysterious culture! I highly recomend this story to any DS9 fan! It sticks to the star trek facts and leaves you wanting the second book!
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    I did not know what to expect from this book, but it did not disappoint me. It gives you a great insight into Breen Society and follows the DS9 line all the way. Great read.
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    To the remark of b&n dont have the density series on nook .they do The book is a very good follow up for the density series
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    PromoBoy More than 1 year ago
    Action packed from start to finish- I couldn't put this book down. If only the rest of the books in this series lived up to this one. Characters were just right, plot was intriguing and the pace was breathless. One of the best Star Trek books to come along in a while. The good news is: despite this being a 'series'-- this book is a stand alone story. You don't have to read the next two novels to enjoy the story.(And in my opinion, you're better off NOT reading the next two novels in the series)