Star Trek: Prodigy

Aah!

Huh?

Stop target simulation.

Murf. - Huh?

- You got a message. -

Greetings, Starfleet Academy hopefuls.

It's high time you join me among the stars.

I don't know what he said,

but that kid's a shoo-in for Security Track.

While Lieutenant Larkin wasn't able to reduce

the Polygeminus Grex's prodigious reproductive rate...

Hmm?

Greetings, Starfleet Academy hopefuls.

Oh, my gosh, if you block the chromatin,

remodeling at a specific locus, the protein won't bind.

So basically, I figured out how to stop

tribbles from multiplying.

Huh?

- Thank you, got to go. - She just...

Engineering needs people like us in the Academy.

We're organized, never argue,

keep our cool under pressure.

We... -

No arguments here.

New year, new Jankom.

Nobody's more even-keeled than this guy.

Starfleet material all the way.

Aah!

Um, you need help?

Greetings, Starfleet Academy hopefuls.

Huh?

Jankom's going places.

Why is he sitting so far away?

Here goes nothing.

Ah.

The joys of being corporeal.

Greetings, Starfleet Academy hopefuls.

Ooh, yip, yip!

- Robinson? - Present.

Dal R'El? Dal R'El?

Dal? -

Whoa.

Still not as fast as me.

Greetings, Starfleet hopefuls.

Prep school is over.

It's high time you joined me among the stars.

We have an important mission ahead...

one I believe the five of you are uniquely qualified for,

and it'll go quite a long way on your applications

to Starfleet Academy.

I've set coordinates for a shuttle craft.

Welcome aboard.

Consider this your study abroad.

Yes!

What?

Who let these criminals apply for Starfleet?

Oh! Not gonna lie.

Feels good to see everybody again.

I wish our Starfleet divisions crossed paths more.

Whoa, Jankom, looking spiffy.

Yeah!

Jankom takes sonic showers now.

You should try it sometime!

Oh, no, Jankom is sorry.

That was rude.

Jankom is working on being more polite.

A marked improvement,

if somewhat disturbing to see in a Tellarite.

I just wish Gwyn was here.

She's probably Queen of Solum by now.

I'd take that over this study snooze-fest any day.

Snooze-fest?

Do you know what a mega, huge, super deal this is?

Admiral Janeway's about to take us under her wing

on a real Starfleet ship.

This is our big chance.

A fancy internship with her

is gonna look pretty nice to the Academy admission board.

Whoa.

You're not Janeway.

No, I'm The Doctor...

an Emergency Medical Holographic program

and dear friend of the Admiral,

member of the "Voyager" crew,

hero of the Delta Quadrant.

No, nothing? - Uh…

Well, Kathryn asked me to be your personal escort.

Oh, great.

There you go.

I said "escort." I'm a doctor, not a butler.

Another hologram?

But how are you off the ship?

Mobile emitter. I'm no average hologram.

I've come to learn you care deeply for your former ETH.

That bond reminds me of a holo-novel I once penned,

which was very well received.

Anyway, I'm sure you'll grow to love me

just as much as you loved Hologram Janeway.

Yeah, okay, hologram.

I mean…

You're right probably.

So what's the mission?

A new scrap with the Borg?

Take down a galactic warlord?

Oh, uh, ooh, save Starfleet again?

- - Actually…

Something you should be familiar with.

Starfleet has asked the Admiral to observe a new wormhole

to deem if it poses a threat.

That's the wormhole we created

when we self-destructed the "Protostar."

Very astute.

After a rigorous probe survey,

we picked up Captain Chakotay's SOS transmission

from the other side, on the planet Solum,

52 years in the future.

But isn't Gwyn heading to Solum right now?

Solum may well be two different worlds.

The Solum of today that Gwyn is heading to is peaceful.

Future Solum has been torn apart by civil war,

spurred by first contact with the Federation

that hasn't happened yet.

So Gwyn schmoozes with the locals,

and if they play nice,

it means a better future for everybody, right?

Ah, today Solum, future Solum...

this timey-wimey stuff hurts my head.

Sounds like somebody never read "Temporal Mechanics 101."

I'll leave the science stuff to you.

Put me in the captain's chair.

So what starship are we taking, Doctor?

A protostar class?

The "Protostar" is still under construction.

Think bigger.

- Ooh. - Ooh.

What's with the faces?

It... it's "Voyager"…

But not like Jankom's ever seen it.

Her predecessor is a floating museum,

so Janeway thought it was high time for an upgrade.

Lamarr special-class science vessel,

refitted stem to stern

with the latest and greatest technology from our journeys

and then some.

29 decks, 800-plus crew, 2 schools.

Admiral Janeway back at the helm of a brand-new ship?

You're fortunate to continue your studies on "Voyager."

With the rest of Starfleet busy with the Romulan evacuation,

Janeway learned a captain was needed for the maiden voyage,

so she answered the call.

I still can't believe we're here.

You aren't the only Academy hopefuls on board.

Are those pins…

Nova Squadron candidates.

Starfleet chooses the best and brightest,

and they are the shiniest of all.

I'm gonna look so good wearing one of those.

Janeway's troublemakers.

Nice stares, Never-Squadron. -

They think we don't belong here.

Jankom picked up on that.

It's Admiral Janeway!

Happy to have you aboard.

That makes one of us.

It is nice to…

See you.

Hey, Admiral, I wanted to ask about our big mission.

If you'll excuse us, the Admiral is very busy.

Ahem.

Only officers allowed on the bridge.

Admiral on deck.

At ease.

I already promised Admiral Picard

I wouldn't lose this one in the Delta Quadrant.

Let's take her out for a spin.

You've each been assigned

to your own division of interest.

Oh.

We won't be together?

Whoa. Wow.

Ooh, check out the fancy elevator.

- - Elevators go up and down.

A turbolift provides rapid transport

with both vertical and horizontal axes.

Oh!

Jankom will be here in Engineering.