Star Trek Deep Space Nine: Unity

by S. D. Perry

Overview

As the crises on the space station Deep Space 9 come to a head, Captain Sisko returns for the birth of his child and the planet Bajor’s entry into the Federation in this landmark Star Trek: Deep Space Nine novel.

On the eve of Bajor’s formal entry into the Federation, First Minister Shakaar is assassinated, derailing the induction and plunging the planet and station Deep Space 9 into chaos. Investigation into the murder revealed the presence of a parasitic conspiracy threatening not only Bajor’s future with the Federation, but the very survival of both.

Now, after a harrowing and historic voyage of exploration in the Gamma Quadrant, the weary, wounded crew of the U.S.S. Defiant is at last coming home. But the joy of their return is short-lived as the crew becomes swept up in the crisis aboard the station, with many of them confronting personal issues that force them to make life-altering choices. Among those is a grief-stricken Commander Elias Vaughn, who reaches a crossroads in his life’s journey and learns the true purpose for which he was Touched by the Prophets...as well as the ultimate fate of Captain Benjamin Sisko. And somewhere on Bajor, a child long awaited is about to be born.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9780743476560
Publisher:	Pocket Books/Star Trek
Publication date:	11/18/2003
Series:	Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Sold by:	SIMON & SCHUSTER
Format:	eBook
Pages:	336
Sales rank:	143,917
File size:	6 MB

About the Author

S. D. Perry is a novelist living in Portland, Oregon.  She is currently lives with her husband, Myk, her two children Cyrus and Myk Jr, and their two dogs. She mostly writes tie-in novels based on works in the fantasy/science-fiction/horror genre, including Resident Evil, Star Trek, Aliens and Predator. She has also written a handful of short stories and movie novelizations. Her favorite Star Trek series is the original series, with her favorite characters being “The Big Three”—Kirk, Spock, and McCoy.

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Prologue

Something was happening, or had happened, or was going to happen. He couldn't see it but he knew, and hoped that They would lead him to understand when it was time. He'd seen that They would.

There were aspects of him that knew time to pass, the way he'd always understood it. And there were other realities, beyond linear tempo, in which he easily achieved the kinds of comprehension that his highest mind had once blindly, vainly groped for. These realities were outside of his experience as corporeal, let alone as Benjamin Sisko, and he cherished them as the closest he could come to reaching a real awareness of Them, of Their vision. There were other places, far more of them, where he wasn't even a child trying to learn, but a particle of an atom that was lost and always would be in a universe of complexities.

It had been strange at first, existing in the Temple, the awe he felt often bordering on terror...but he'd progressed, learned a kind of patience that only the nearly eternal could grasp, that kept the bulk of his consciousness focused. Patience and peace were linked more tightly than he had ever imagined, and mostly he was at peace. They had many questions, and were eager to understand. He wanted to learn, to teach and be taught. The possibilities were infinite.

But still...still, when he experienced himself as whole within the Temple, he remembered that the other reality kept grinding along without him, time passing, things changing. As wondrous, as amazing as his experience was, there was no warm hand to hold his own, no eager laugh to match his. No beloved to share his thoughts with, to be shared with in turn. These things, a thousandothers, big and small -- the smile in his boy's eyes, a soft breeze at sunset, the good, rich smell of garlic in butter -- these were home, and he wished for it. And now there was this something, this thing that no facet of him could see, that They couldn't or wouldn't explain. It was important. It was change, and though he didn't know what it was, he knew that everything would be different when it was through.

He would watch. He would be patient. He would be ready.

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