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Arjen Anthony Lucassen AYREON
THE ELECTRIC CASTLE A Star Trek Fan Production
Ship's log, U.S.S. Greenwich stardate 57892.01,
Captain Arjen Lumen. Earth is under another devastating Borg offensive.
The so far logical cybernetic collective changed its tactic.
Instead of subduing Humankind they want to wipe it out completely.
And they're close!
Secret Service sent my ship to planet Gateway
on one last desperate mission.
Because, as they say: he who can't move ahead, must go back.
I still don't like it, Malkia. Time travel isn't forbidden for nothing.
And rewriting Earth's entire history? You know what happened here the last time.
Yes, Kirk's meeting with the Guardian of Forever is in textbooks.
But we don't want to hold mankind back. To the contrary.
I know. Well...
...how is it going to go down?
Two specialists will jump to the beginning of the 1970s through the Guardian.
It's a key era, dawn of the cosmic age.
- The Apollo program. First space stations. - Exactly.
And we have to arrange for everything to progress much quicker since then.
Science, technology, weapons, medicine.
And in four hundred years, that is, in our time
when we face the Borg,
we'll be more than ready.
Can we do it?
Yes.
I made the time variation calculations and there's only one method:
computer revolution. It will directly impact all professions on Earth.
Excellent... do you know the names yet?
They are, I hope, volunteers?
Of course.
Living the rest of their lives in the past and leading civilization into a new era isn't only a sacrifice,
but also a challenge.
Accepted by the best of my team.
They're waiting outside.
Let them come in.
You may enter, Gentlemen.
Lieutenants Steven Jobs and William Gates from the Department of Computer History.
At ease.
Your goal is far from easy, Gentlemen.
As far as we know, this is the first attempt ever.
Thank you, in advance, for your...
...service.
You're saving Humankind in its entirety!
Don't worry, Captain. We know our duty.
Everything's ready. Give us twenty years and our history will be unrecognizable
- Guaranteed! - Caution!
Don't interfere more than you must.
Pick up the necessary equipment
and have Medical surgically alter you to fit in and look younger.
Remember: it must look like you're just two enthusiasts starting from scratch.
Yes, Madam.
Excellent. You may go.
And... good luck!
- I'll best you anyway! - We'll see about that!
Are they gonna make it?
Absolutely.
And don't give me that look. We're doing the right thing!
What a shame!
Our last mission.
In my mind we were already home
somewhere warm.
We'll get there.
You've always been an optimist.
I'm sorry. I guess it couldn't be any other way.
My wife of five years and First Officer at the same time.
How could you stand it?
It was fun! And will be yet.
Who knows what the new reality brings?
Lieutenants Jobs and Gates are on the surface, Sir.
Talking to the Guardian of Forever now.
Let's hope the portal cooperates.
So far it always sent everyone where they wanted to go.
Time vortex is opening.
They're going in.
It's done, Captain. They're gone.
So they're in 1970?
We have no way to find out.
But we'll know soon how they managed.
The historical database should rewrite itself.
And that's before we return to Earth!
Wait... what about us?
The planet's orbit should protect us from the changes.
We're not sure how the Guardian does it
but it's like an anchor in time's flow.
... Sir?
I lost contact with the Fleet headquarters.
I can't register anything... on any frequency.
All ships
and stations
are gone!
What?!
I thought that mankind
and the entire Federation with it
was supposed to be
mightier than ever before!
Perhaps they are.
Maybe we have a different form now and
a fleet of energetic beings is flying in to hail us.
Hmm, and they'll take us to a zoo
or a museum.
Quiet, please!
Malkia
historical database.
Oh, no!
What happened?
Earth... what's the status?
It's horrible.
Our
specialists didn't succeed?
Oh yes, they did. Way too much.
Too much? How?
Jobs and Gates fulfilled their mission flawlessly.
But there has been no other progress.
Why?
Humans became a computerized society.
Revolution in computer technologies got out of hand
and deterred everyone from space travels.
Nobody went farther than Apollo.
Oh, damn.
That's not all.
Humans completely turned their desires inwards
towards the comforts of internet and easier life.
The computations are clear.
IQ, common sense
and personal knowledge depth
deteriorated generation to generation.
By the beginning of 21st century virtually no one was able to read
a paper book or write by hand.
Let alone build starships.
Humans willingly relinguished their power to artificially intelligent machines
and now those rule the planet with an iron fist.
Earth became a cautionary tale.
Other species call it
Electric Castle.
Nobody visits.
We wanted Humans to avoid the Borg.
Instead we turned them into something similar.
Cruel, but accurate, Lieutenant.
No! I won't leave Earth like this!
We have to go back!
Reverse it!
That's not possible, Arjen.
Time doesn't work like that.
And even if so, we'd be right where we started:
facing extinction by the Borg collective.
All that's left is seeing the rest of the original plan through
Which means...
I know.
Staying...
in the past.
Let's start with the preparations.
Malkia
let's go.
Lieutenant Kiske, you have the conn.
Possibly for good.
Yes, Sir.
May I ask, what exactly do you plan to do?
Ruin
the Electric Castle!
So... done?
Yes, I planned it myself.
This time the plan succeeds,
we'll see to it ourselves.
And I found us a beautiful place to live in the 20th century:
Praetoria, South Afrika.
It looks pleasant
after all
we wanted to settle down.
But I didn't think it would be this way.
Just...
what if we only make it worse?
No way. We'll poke Humankind forward much slower. Discreetly.
Inching like that could take pretty long.
It will. We won't see the results until decades later.
In the next generation.
Next... generation?
Yes.
And thankfully...
I'm certain now there will be one.
Malkia! That's amazing!
My love... but now... that you know
... do you still want to go?
Definitely.
I don't want our son to only know the walls of this ship
or became a servant of machines in the electric castle of this version of Earth.
Future is much better for him. He will carry our legacy on.
We're expecting a son?!
It is so.
Listen, what does the name 'Elon' sound like to you?
Elon? Why not?
Will it fit into the second half of 20th century?
Of course.
I created new identities for us, look.
Errol and Maya Musk.
Sounds nice.
So... let's go?
The past
the future
whatever we call it
is waiting.
Yes. I...
we... are ready.
I have no doubts.
Elon Musk.
I think he'll achieve...
greatness.
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