Assimilating the Borg

As the vessel floated there, they Borg swarmed over it inside and out. The ship would make an excellent recon ship. Sleek, fast, heavily armored. Perfect for finding new species to assimilate. Captain Alex Doe continued to watch as the Borg cube sent more and more drones to the alien craft. He knew this was his only chance to deal a blow to the Borg like nothing they had ever felt before. Captain Doe sent a message to the Queen. Within moments, a mere fraction of a second really, he had his answer. He was to proceed with the counter-assimilation of the alien ship and to ensure the Borg Queen saw and understood what she now faced in the galaxy. No more would innocent people be assimilated by the Borg. No longer would innocent worlds be stolen by the Borg. No longer...

[Loud beep]

"Sorry, My Queen. I was merely..."

[Loud beep]

"Yes, My Queen."

Cpt. Doe turned to his first officer, Commander Smith, and gestured for her to begin the mission. The first officer, having heard the Queen's messages herself, nodded briskly and turned towards the turbolift at the back of the bridge. She stepped efficiently towards the door and into the lift. Tilting her head just the very slightest bit, she signaled the computer to take her to the main transporter room. She would be met there by the Chief engineer and the chief of security. Ordinarily, the first officer would not be accompanied by such high-ranking officers, but this was a priority mission from the Queen herself. It required the most experienced officers to carry out. The turbolift arrived on deck 6 and the doors opened. The three officers stepped out and walked across the hall to the main transporter room. Sharing a passing glance with the transporter chief, the three officers stepped up onto the transporter pad and within a few seconds vanished into thin air.

On the alien ship the three officers rematerialized. They knew to not draw their weapons until needed as to maximize their odds of being left alone by the Borg drones already on board. The three had been beamed into the alien engine room as that seemed to be the area of least activity. Borg drones generally assimilated the engine room, bridge, and other key systems first then moved on to assimilate the rest of the ship. This ship was no exception. Commander Smith gestured to the other s to spread out and begin looking for survivors. She knew just as well as anyone else that there would be none, but it was a place to start.