A new six-part epic covering thirty years of Star Trek (r) history, continuing with an adventure that takes place between The Motion Picture and The Wrath of Khan !
Book 4: The Darkness Drops Again
The rebuilding of Mestiko is starting to make progress: the atmosphere is partially restored and Federation scientists are introducing new methods of replenishing the planet's biosphere. But their efforts are being stymied by the growing power of the mar-Attya, who shun all offworlders.
The arrival of the Starship Enterprise under the command of James T. Kirk proves less than fortuitous, as the ship becomes a flashpoint for all of Mestiko's troubles. Now Raya elMora, the leader of the planetary council, finds herself facing exile -- which could spell doom for Mestiko....
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Pocket Books/Star Trek
January 31, 2007
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Excerpt from Star Trek: The Darkness Drops Again by Christopher L. Bennett
On the Air
"Good midday, and welcome to Mestiko This Week. I'm Hanni orLitza. Before much longer, it will have been a dozen years -- a dozen Mestiko years, I should say for the benefit of our nonnative viewers -- since the Pulse ravaged our planet. For those years, we have looked outside our domes and tunnels to see a surface barren of life. Now, the Zamestaad and the Federation are about to institute a program that they claim will begin the gradual process of restoring the surface to habitability. Will this program be successful? Is it too slow a response to Mestiko's needs? Or is it, as many claim, merely another step in an insidious agenda to transform Mestiko into an alien colony, or worse?"
Hanni turned to face the second camera, maintaining his earnest expression but making sure his pose still afforded a good view of the elaborate tattoos on his left cheek and neck, which the director considered more photogenic than the ones on his right. "Joining me to discuss these questions today are Blee elTorno, former councillor and current chief of staff to the Jo'Zamestaad." The on-air monitor cut to a close-up of Blee, a dainty, soft-featured woman who was unusually young for a person of her status. "Nal Kotyar, leader of the Payavist Inward Party." Kotyar was a tall, lean Tazokkan woman, her tattoos basic and simple, serving the traditional function of denoting caste and family rather than the modern, purely decorative use that the Tazokkans scorned. If not for that and her pinched, haughty expression, she would have been quite a beauty. "Dr. Marat Lon, the Federation's chief scientific advisor to the Zamestaad." Dr. Lon was a lean, ascetic-featured human, yellow-pink of skin and covered in fur over much of his body, though his neck was not quite as stubby as most humans' and his head was less fur-covered than it had been several years ago. "And Odra maVolan, spokesman for the mar-Atyya spiritual movement." Like the human, maVolan was entirely devoid of tattoos, his faith considering them impure. But with no body hair to compensate, his skin seemed austere and naked, like a blank parchment. His eyes were whitish as well; he had been blinded by ultraviolet exposure following the Pulse and had refused offworld treatment to cure it.
"Thank you, Hanni," maVolan interposed, taking his introduction as an invitation to speak. "I'd like to begin by protesting the use of the Gelta term Mestiko for our world, which should be more rightly called hur-Atyya."
"Uhh, thank you for pointing that out, sir. Of course, in mar-Atyya belief, our world is hur-Atyya, the Home touched by God. And of course, this network intends no slight to the linguistic or religious preferences of any of our world's diverse peoples. For clarity's sake, however -- "
Kotyar interrupted. "Then why continue using a name in the language of the Gelta? Those neckless wonders are all but extinct now. And it serves them right for conspiring with the Dinpayav to keep the Pulse secret from us."
"That's absurd!" Dr. Lon exclaimed. "It was the Gelta government's own choice to keep the secret, at a time when the Federation was preparing to initiate first-contact proceedings. We simply respected their -- "
"Please, Dr. Lon," Hanni said, reasserting himself.
"You'll each get a chance to speak. Actually, I'm glad you brought that up, Nal, because I'd like to begin with a recap of the events of the past twelveyear. As you say, it began when Gelta scientists discovered a rogue pulsar, now popularly called the Scourer, entering our star system." The screen showed a graphical representation of the Scourer and its trajectory through the Hertex system.