- Taschenbuch: 384 Seiten
- Verlag: Pocket Books/Star Trek (29. Januar 2013)
- Sprache: Englisch
- ISBN-10: 1476700222
- ISBN-13: 978-1476700229
- Größe und/oder Gewicht: 10,5 x 3 x 17,1 cm
- Durchschnittliche Kundenbewertung: 3 Kundenrezensionen
- Amazon Bestseller-Rang: Nr. 274.921 in Fremdsprachige Bücher (Siehe Top 100 in Fremdsprachige Bücher)
Star Trek: The Original Series: Allegiance in Exile (Englisch) Taschenbuch – 29. Januar 2013
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David R. George III has written more than a dozen Star Trek novels, including Ascendance, The Lost Era: One Constant Star, The Fall: Revelation and Dust, Allegiance in Exile, the Typhon Pact novels Raise the Dawn, Plagues of Night, and Rough Beasts of Empire, as well as the New York Times bestseller The Lost Era: Serpents Among the Ruins. He also cowrote the television story for the first-season Star Trek: Voyager episode “Prime Factors.” Additionally, David has written nearly twenty articles for Star Trek magazine. His work has appeared on both the New York Times and USA TODAY bestseller lists, and his television episode was nominated for a Sci-Fi Universe magazine award. You can chat with David about his writing at Facebook.com/DRGIII.
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Star Trek: The Original Series: Allegiance in Exile
The red turbolift doors glided open with their characteristic squeak, revealing beyond them the circular enclosure of the Enterprise bridge. Captain James T. Kirk stepped out of the cab onto the raised, outer deck of the compartment. An olio of familiar noises rose to greet him: the background twitter that accompanied the operation of the main viewscreen; the feedback chirps emitted by control stations; the quiet, sporadic dialogue of the personnel present; and the slightly reedy sound of voices transmitted over the intercom. Beneath it all, binding it together, the low-level thrum of the impulse drive suffused the space.
Kirk stopped for a moment to take in the scene and observe his frontline command crew, all of them already at their positions. The captain normally arrived on the bridge before any of them, comfortably ahead of the start of alpha shift. Upon waking in his quarters that day, though, he’d tarried through his dawn routine, slowed by a heavy wistfulness.
But I didn’t feel that way just this morning, Kirk thought. Really, his pensive state of mind had arisen the night before. As he recorded the final log entry for the day, he realized that the stardate marked the end of his fourth year aboard Enterprise. That time as a starship captain had proven not only the most satisfying of his professional life, but also the most fulfilling from a personal standpoint. It unnerved him to consider that he’d already put eighty percent of Enterprise’s five-year mission behind him.
Moving to his right, toward an opening in the railing that rimmed the lower, central portion of the bridge, Kirk passed Uhura where she crewed the communications console. The lieutenant had served as a member of the ship’s senior staff for virtually the entire voyage, and although there had been some flux in personnel assignments and the command structure near the beginning of the mission, a similar constancy had held true since that time for most of his officers: Spock doing double duty as exec and the head of Enterprise’s science division, Scotty as chief engineer, Sulu at the helm, McCoy down in sickbay as chief medical officer. Even young Chekov had to that point manned navigation for three years.
As Kirk padded down from the outer ring of the bridge to its inner section, he shifted from reflecting on the reliability and longevity of his command crew to the interpersonal relationships that had grown among them. He felt closer to the members of his senior staff than he had to any other group of people he’d ever known; in important ways, they had become like a family to him. It gave him pause to wonder where they all would be a year and a day from that moment.
In the center of the bridge, the captain circled around to the front of the vacant command chair. He knew that another of his officers, Bill Hadley, had drawn the watch as gamma-shift duty officer that month, but even though Spock presently worked at the primary science station, the first officer had clearly relieved the lieutenant. Kirk settled into the empty seat.
Seeking to free himself from his melancholy, the captain turned his attention to the main viewscreen. Over the course of the previous several days, an empty starscape had prevailed as Enterprise carried her crew to their next assignment. As Kirk expected, though, the limitless depths of space through which the ship traveled had been replaced by the shallow arc of a planet cutting across the bottom half of the display.
Kirk studied the image on the screen. He saw a topography painted in the hues he normally associated with life-sustaining worlds. Browns and ochers mixed with swatches of deep green to describe a set of continents and outlying archipelagos, vast stretches of aquamarine defined oceans, and great sweeps of white clouds hovered above it all.
The captain glanced to the right, up to where his first officer operated the main science console on the starboard periphery of the bridge. The commander stood bent over the hooded viewer that provided concentrated visual access to sensor readings and other information. “Mister Spock, report.”
Spock straightened and turned his lanky frame toward Kirk. “As scheduled, Captain, the Enterprise arrived at zero-one-twenty hours at the planetary system designated R-Seven-Seven-Five. The crew has performed basic scans of its three jovian worlds and has dispatched probes into their atmospheres, as well as to seven of their moons; we are continuing to receive telemetry from each of them. We are presently in orbit of the lone terrestrial planet and conducting a detailed survey of it.”
Kirk peered back at the viewscreen. “Just one rocky planet?” he asked. “Isn’t that unusual?”
“It is true that fewer than three percent of all known systems possess only a single terrestrial world,” Spock explained, “but such an occurrence is otherwise of little note.” The first officer walked along the railing until he reached the opening beside Uhura, then descended to the center of the bridge to stand beside the command chair. “The number of terrestrial planets that develop about a star is a function of the amount of dust in the nascent solar nebula, as well as of the random collision and accrual of those particles into larger and larger bodies. The cloud of gas and granular matter surrounding R-Seven-Seven-Five after its formation likely contained fewer solid grains than in systems with multiple rocky worlds. It is worth observing, however, that an asteroid belt orbits next to the star, and that another, larger belt does so between the first and second planets, placing the aggregate mass of the system on the low end of, but well within, the normal range.”
Kirk looked back at Spock. “What else do we know about R-Seven-Seven-Five?” The captain had read Starfleet’s exceedingly brief précis about the system several days earlier, but he liked to hear his first officer’s description of such details.
“Prior to our arrival here, we knew very little,” Spock said. “It was charted one hundred twenty-three years ago by the crew of a Vulcan starship, the R’Tor. They did not explore the system.”
During the course of Kirk’s career in Starfleet, he had frequently heard and read the phrase Charted but not explored employed in reference to astronomical objects identified by agents of the erstwhile Vulcan High Command; it never ceased to confound him. Although the former governmental body had been tasked with the military defense of the Vulcan people, it had also overseen civilian operations, including scientific research and the deployment of their interstellar fleet. Kirk’s own interactions with Spock and others of his people revealed among them a uniformly robust curiosity about the universe. Even though Spock’s father had disapproved of his son enlisting in Starfleet, he’d wanted him to join the Vulcan Science Academy. Given all of that, the notion that the crew of R’Tor, or those of its sister ships, would map an unfamiliar star system without then exploring that system felt counterintuitive to everything Jim Kirk thought he knew about Vulcans. He did recall from his history studies that their society had undergone considerable turmoil a century or so earlier, at which time they had disbanded the High Command, but such a fundamental shift—not just in their priorities, but in their communal mind-set—still seemed improbable to Kirk.
And yet here we are, the captain told himself. In another solar system that the Vulcans looked at in passing, made note of, and...
Dies Alles tritt zunächst erst einmal in den Hintergrund, als die ENTERPRISE einen Planeten findet, der bereits von den Vulkaniern katalogisiert, aber nicht weiter untersucht worden ist. Unerwarteter Weise findet sich auf dem ansonsten eher unbewohnt wirkenden Planeten die Ruinen einer Stadt. Eine einleitende Untersuchung lässt die Sache eher unspektakulär erscheinen, wenn auch die Stadt selbst durch einen Angriff zerstört worden zu sein scheint.
Eine größere Untersuchungsgruppe mit Shuttles findet sich auf einmal unter Raketenfeuer und auch die ENTERPRISE wird von der Planetenoberfläche aus getarnten Basen beschossen. Mit viel Müh` und Not können Kirk und seine Leute das Blatt wenden und die Raketenbasen zerstören. Nähere Untersuchungen zeigen, dass die Stadt selbst erst vor etwa einem Jahr errichtet worden, der Angriff auf sie also erst vor Kurzem erfolgte. Ein positiver Aspekt der ganzen Sache ist, dass Hikaru Sulu in diesem Gefecht die Liebe seines Lebens gefunden hat.
Diese Liebe wird bei der Erforschung einer vergleichbaren Stadt auf einem anderen Planeten im Feuer angreifender Schiffe unbekannter Herkunft schwer verletzt und muss die Flotte verlassen. Sulu, der Kirk die Schuld für die Verletzten und Toten bei diesem zweiten Einsatz gibt, lässt sich von der ENTERPRISE weg versetzen und kommt auf ein Wissenschaftsschiff der Miranda-Klasse. Mit diesem begegnet er Schiffen, wie er sie in der Nähe der zerstörten Städte am Boden gesehen hat – ein anderer Bautyp als die, die die ENTRPRISE angegriffen haben und die ENTERPRISE wird als Verstärkung gerufen. Als es gelingt, mit den Piloten dieser Schiffe Kontakt aufzunehmen, lernt die Besatzung der ENTERPRISE eine neue Rasse kennen, die Fans allerdings nur allzu vertraut ist. Bevor dieser Kontakt vertieft werden kann, wird auch die dritte Stadt dieser neuen Bekannten auf einem weiteren Planeten angegriffen.
Die Fünf-Jahres-Mission ist wieder ein verstärktes Thema und in diesem Fall sind die Fragen nach Tod und Verantwortung, die Hikaru und Kirk sich und anderen immer wieder stellen, die treibende emotionale Kraft der Handlung. Dabei ist die dahinter liegende Geschichte selbst auch interessant und lesenswert. Nach einigen erzählerischen Enttäuschungen mal wieder ein gelungener ST-Roman.
It is long-winded and has little content, it certainly would have fit on a third of the pages. If you like dark and negative thoughts as well -this one is for you. If not: do not buy it.
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Along the way Sulu falls in love and the book ends with a cliffhanger which will, I assume, be resolved sometime during the DS9 Relaunch--maybe three hundred years (story line time) hence.
I bought this Kindle book without getting the sample because I enjoyed the author's Provenance of Shadows. And while there are no (that I noticed) glaring typos, the writing is...Well here's an example. Right on the second page
"He feared where on the supposedly uninhabited planet the menacing projectile would intersect the surface."
Or, you know, land.
The entire book reads as though it was translated from Federation Standard to Modern English by a non-English speaker with a big fat thesarus:
"...the susurrus of his own breating..."
I know the author was trying to show us Sulu's poetic side, but susurrus?
Plot--uninteresting. They make no observations about the destroyed civilization. And there is no reason to care about them.
There were too many "where is this going" moments. I assume the author wanted to build suspence but they just made the whole book unfocused.
Characterization--non existant. Kirk spends all his time fussing over where he may be assigned after the five year mission and Sulu falls in love.
I've "known" Sulu for a very long time. Any woman he falls for will be special, but I just did not see it here. She and Sulu flew a kite. and it was just....nothing. The author did not show me, or try to show me what what made Sulu love her.
Because of the girlfriend, Sulu has an argument with Kirk. It resolves itself with Sulu realizing that Kirk doesn't take his job lightly. They've been together four years and Sulu hadn't noticed this before?
I know the author needed some sort of conflict but this was just silly.
Action--not much a couple of under powered enemy ships.
All in all, don't bother. Or if you must, and have a Kindle, read the sample first to see if you can tolerate the style.
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