Star Trek: Strange New Worlds

Space is filled with wonders.

Bright and beautiful stars.

We travel among them searching for answers,

investigating the mysteries within ourselves.

Starfleet presents themselves as our quadrant's

shining example of duty,

honor, peacekeeping.

But what separates a "Federation"

from an "Empire"?

Red alert. All hands to battle stations.

Arm photon torpedoes.

Both colonize.

Both impose their laws and doctrines on others.

Torpedoes armed and locked on target.

Ready to fire on your command.

You threaten one of us, you threaten all of us.

Trust me when I say, you do not want the Federation as an enemy.

Are they explorers as they claim?

Or soldiers as they appear?

They call their vessels starships.

What distinguishes them from warships?

Starfleet officers take an oath.

First, a vow to obey the laws

of the United Federation of Planets,

to defend its security,

and to abide to the principles it stands for.

Second, a vow

to obey Starfleet's orders and responsibilities.

Tell me about Starfleet.

What can I say?

What does Starfleet mean to me?

No comment. Full stop.

If you can look straight into the camera

as you feel comfortable. Whenever you're ready.

Violence is an acceptable level of risk.

Vulcans have many more ways to handle this than humans.

Aren't you half-Vulcan, half-human?

On Vulcan,

being half-human is viewed as a deficit,

something to be excised

or buried so deeply within the psyche

that it will never reemerge.

As a child, I had a friend... Sovrek.

He was told by his parents to no longer associate with me

because I was half-human.

In response, I ran away to the desert,

to the Plain of Blood.

Two days later, my father found me in a cave cutting

into my skin with a Vantu blade.

I was trying to cut away my human half.

I have faced far worse

for the benefit of Starfleet.

I thought the Enterprise was an exploring vessel.

It's space.

It's unpredictable. That's why we don't go

anywhere unarmed.

It's stupid to.

I've had 12 broken bones, a fractured skull,

multiple phaser burns,

radiation poisoning.

Was even slashed open by a Kolaran blade.

All hazards of the job.

I am the ship's security and tactical officer.

But Starfleet's primary mission is exploration.

I don't think killing people is okay.

I think sometimes it's necessary

for the greater good.

Sometimes that means we attack first.

The weapons.

Enterprise carries are primarily defensive.

Our goal is to not have to use them.

That doesn't mean we don't fight back if we have to.

If you were to encounter a ship you've fought with before,

like the Gorn, would you fire first?

Unless you can kill them first,

the best move is to run.

As first officer,

my role is to support the captain and the crew.

When it comes to executing Starfleet's orders,

my job is to offer options, strategy, even alternatives.

But my job isn't to question orders.

Starfleet has

the interests of Federation

and non-Federation worlds clearly in mind.

Our missions and the goals of Starfleet

are always in alignment.

Time for a mission brief.

It's how we get our orders.

Sometimes

we don't know what we're supposed to do until we arrive.

Transport cargo to Lutani VII?

Did Starfleet specify why?

That's classified.

Are there any problems, Ensign?

- No, sir. - Any other questions?

The Lutani used to raid our cargo runs.

Pretty sure they're helping the Klingons.

- Is that a question, Lieutenant? - Are we helping the Lutani now?

Yes.

But the why is... classified?

That is correct.

You will find out what you need to know on a need-to-know basis.

Lieutenant?

Crates are filling Cargo Bay 12. Lists on your PADD.

We have armed escorts standing by in case...

anything happens.

Are we expecting anything to happen?

Things do happen, whether or not we expect it.

That's why, when we enter Lutani space,

I've alerted phaser and photon torpedo crews to stand ready.

It's an active war zone.

Thank you.

There is one more important element on this journey.

What's a Jikaru?

Technically, it is livestock.

The Lutani intend to use it in their rebuilding efforts.

We shall pick it up and we shall drop it off.

We have to be at half impulse?

We won't be able to run with that on the ship?

It will not be on the ship.

- It will be outside of the ship. - What else do we know about it?

That's classified.

Dismissed.

Because it's none

- of your business. - I-I'm just asking you,

why do the Lutani need Starfleet's help?

Because they're currently at war.

Any thoughts on that?

No. We received orders to transport cargo to Lutani VII,

a non-Federation world in need of aid and supplies,

and that's what we're doing.

What kind of supplies?

Easy guess. They're at war.

"Jikaru" is the Lutani word for "starlight."

They have lived on the oceanic moon Tychus-B.

Oh, and according to the data,

one of the Jikaru has shown signs of a...

transformation.

Soon, it will be able to move through space.

There are a lot of restrictions around how we have to handle it.

And Starfleet is helping move the creature to a war zone.

Why?

That's outside of my orders.

We've input the codes

for your orbital containment field.

Una, stand by to lock onto it with a tractor beam.

We'll bring it in close to the ship.

This thing's really gonna fly into space?

There is activity on the surface.

- Containment field is now down. - I can get

- visual from the observation lab. - Tie us in.

The Jikaru will be in orbit soon.

Tractor beams are ready.

I'm getting a transponder signal from a Lutani vessel.

Confirmed. It's a Lutani scout ship

on an intercept course coming in hot.

- Hail them. - No response.

I'm getting strange readings from the Jikaru.

Tractor beams cannot lock on.

Captain, the scout ship is in range.

- It's opening fire. - Shields up.

They're not shooting at us.

They're shooting at the Jikaru, but it's doing little damage.

Definitely not a fighter pilot.

Una, prepare phasers to fire on that ship.

Captain, what's the creature doing?

What the hell was that?

Massive surge of radiation.

- La'An, status. - Shields holding.

But the Lutani scout ship is completely disabled.

No shields, and hull integrity failing.

Lock transporters on that ship, beam the survivors aboard.

Get that containment field back up.

And turn that damn thing off.

We've recovered a pilot from the Lutani vessel.

- She's in sickbay. - I want a full update.

Who they are and why they came here.

Can I have the Jikaru audio data?

I'm already on it.

Are you all right?

Your hand was shaking.

All Vulcans who practice the ancient meditation of Surak

experience an increase in esper sensitivity.

It allows our mind melds to be more efficient.

You felt the creature's mind?

I sensed its aggression.

But I have recovered.

What would motivate this Lutani scientist

to risk their life to sabotage their own project?

Dermal regenerator can't compensate for the organ damage.

- Quadroline? - No, it's fatal to her species.

- Her vitals are crashing. - Radiation poisoning.

Hyronalin hypospray.

She's going into shock.

We need to keep her conscious.

Hey, hey, hey. Look at me.

What's your name? Don't close your eyes.

Tell me your name?

- Dr. Gyud. - Gyud.

Hey, hey.