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Archivist Rising (or Star Trek IV Rewrite)

A massive Anchor Retrieval Vessel slowly melted into the Great Braid of Von-Rah-6. It was sent to retrieve the freighter Colossus’ osmium anchor that somehow became entangled among Von-Rah-6’s molten salt volcanoes.

Captain Tse planned on handling this in a week’s time. The anchor was valuable. The insurer would pay a hefty bonus which would be split between his crew. Tse’s ship, Mjöllnir, a classic relic, was uncommonly reliable and nimble. She would yank the line up in no time at all.

From out of nowhere, which is where Mjöllnir was, a Silver Slipper appeared, instantly docking onto Mjöllnir’s starboard emergency hatch. There goes our bonus Tse whispered to himself. Archivists were top priority. He called his crew to attention and headed down to meet his unannounced visitor.

When Tse arrived at the hatch, he instantly knew protocol was glaringly absent. “Don’t pull up the lines, release your tongs. It’s no anchor, but a hook, and we mean to find out what the freighter was fishing for.”

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