Star Trek: Strange New Worlds

Previously on Star Trek: Strange New Worlds...

Spock, meet James Kirk,

first officer of the Farragut.

When I took my commission,

I spent a week shadowing Pike.

It made all the difference.

You want to know the worst thing

about living almost forever?

The loss of those you love.

It wasn't your fault, Chris.

I led the mission.

We're responsible for other people's lives.

The lives of my crew mean everything to me.

Our job puts us up against death

more than is fair.

Now, you can let death win

or you can fight back.

First officer's personal log. Stardate...

What is the stardate?

They're all blending together.

Farragut is conducting a planetary survey

of Helicon Gamma, an uninhabited M-class world

outside Federation space, and...

...I am so deeply bored.

I find myself constantly questioning

Captain V'Rel's orders.

It's like she's allergic to risk.

We're out here to get our hands dirty,

to be explorers,

not to triple-check every sensor reading.

I get it.

She wants to do everything by the book.

Any changes since last night?

I just think the book would be more interesting

if I got to write it.

Helm,

bring us into a low geosynchronous orbit

over the northern continent.

Captain V'Rel, if I may,

we could get much more detailed readings

from an even lower orbit.

- How low do you suggest? - Lowest orbit there is.

Our boots on the ground.

Given the geological instability,

it seems an unwarranted risk.

Risk is why we're here, isn't it?

Starfleet could have sent a probe,

but instead they sent us

because some things you need to see for yourself

- to truly understand. - Captain,

an unknown force just impacted

- Helicon Gamma's surface. - Report.

There's a seismic disturbance in the planet's crust.

Red alert.

Helm, take evasive action.

All hands, brace for...

Medical team to the bridge.

This is the USS Farragut.

We need immediate assistance. We've taken heavy...

Sir, something's interfering with the comms signal.

I'm trying to identify the source.

It's coming from that.

Space.

The final frontier.

These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.

Its five-year mission:

to explore strange new worlds...

...to seek out new life

and new civilizations...

...to boldly go where no one has gone before.

Readings?

Life signs on board,

but barely enough to crew the ship.

Multiple systems nonfunctioning.

- What in Baird's name happened here? - Whose name?

The Scottish inventor.

Everyone knows John Logie Baird.

- Rescue? - That is our purpose.

The question is: rescue from what?

I only saw a glimpse. It was huge.

He's got internal bleeding.

I need to get him to sickbay.

I'd better go to Engineering

and check there's still a warp core.

Report back with your findings.

We will offer our assistance

to Captain V'Rel on the bridge.

Wait.

It's not just ship to ship.

All comms are down.

We'll have no way to get in touch with each other.

Go. But find your way to the bridge

as soon as you can.

Don't you shut down on me.

Reinforcements have arrived.

Where's your CMO, Ensign?

Just you, then.

I'm seeing a lot of blunt-force injuries in here.

- What happened? -You should ask the captain.

Bed four.

Captain V'Rel, I'm Nurse Chapel.

You have a cerebral contusion. There's no cranial swelling.

I need to get back to the bridge.

Mm-hmm, right after we make sure

that your brain isn't herniating.

Stay.

Our away team is heading to the bridge.

They can help.

Try bypassing primary sensors.

See if anything's functioning in the lateral array.

Alvarez, get us out of this debris.

Sir, it's too dangerous without the sensors.

- Captain... - Captain V'Rel left me the conn,

and it's up to me to return it intact.

Mr. Spock.

Ensign Uhura. La'An.

- Welcome aboard. -James.

Quite a mess you've gotten yourself into.

Seems to be my specialty.

It's a miracle you got our distress call.

- Signal was jammed. -The interference has

wreaked havoc with us, too.

But I might be able to set up line of sight.

- Permission to borrow your telemetry? - More than granted.

Alvarez, aim us at the Enterprise.

Stand by for the captain.

Captain Pike.

I'll dispense with the pleasantries

since we're still in a critical situation.

Is the threat still in the area?

Unknown.

Tell me what you do know.

We were in the middle of a geological survey

of Helicon Gamma when--

well, there's no scientific way to put it--

all hell broke loose.

- Planetary instability? - No.

A focused gravitational beam aimed at the planet.

Aimed by what?

A ship capable of generating

a tractor beam that powerful would have to be...

Several orders of magnitude bigger

than any starship on record.

I know. It sounds crazy, but it's true.

We barely saw it. It wasn't interested in us.

We were just collateral damage.

Destroyer of Worlds.

And it just disappeared?

When the debris hit, we lost sensors,

comms, all critical systems.

Captain V'Rel was injured but lucid enough

to give the evacuation order.

Escape pods have been deployed.

I'm keeping a skeleton crew aboard

so Farragut doesn't become a salvage job.

Well, you've performed commendably,

but let's get you all to safety.

Number One, I want all Farragut crew

- beamed aboard immediately. -Aye, Captain.

Full evacuation. We'll start with the escape pods.

-Proceed. - Captain Pike...

I know, I wouldn't want to give up my ship either,

but the safety of the crew has to come first.

It's the right call.

We have some critically injured patients in sickbay

- and no doctor. - Ensign Uhura,

confirm with Chapel which patients require

immediate evac and get them to Enterprise.

- On it, Captain. - Before you evacuate,

transfer all tactical info on this mystery ship.

I want to be ready if they take another swing.

I have restored some function to sensors.

Sending what little data we have back

with Lieutenant Noonien-Singh.

Beaming back now, Captain.

I'll hand this to you personally.

Energize.

Now put all your systems...

Uhura, get him back.

What happened?

- I don't think I can. - Why not?

Alvarez, I need you on tactical.

- Prepare all weapons. - Aye, Commander.

We have visual on Enterprise. They are engaging.

Whatever we've got, fire at that thing.

That is illogical.

Enterprise's weapons were clearly ineffective.

Our targeting systems are down.

Firing would serve little purpose

- and risk damaging Enterprise. - Well, we have to do something.

We can't just sit here.

At present,

I am afraid that is all we can do.

Diagnostic. I want a complete ship diagnostic right now.

Uh, well, here's some good news.

- We're not being jammed anymore. - Great.

Bridge to sickbay. I need to speak

to Captain V'Rel ASAP.

Nurse Chapel reporting.

She required an emergency craniectomy,