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Star Trek - TNG - The Beginning The Borg cube filled the entire main screen of the U.S.S. Bellepheron and spilled beyond its frame. The advanced imaging sensor systems incorporated into the Bellepherons spaceframe allowed the bridge crew to distinguish individual Borg moving in the portals of the Borg ship even though the ship hung in space with the rest of the armada Starfleet had assembled over two thousand kilometers away. The Borg vessel had come to a complete stop when Admiral Hanson hailed it and the conversation was directed to all of the ships in the fleet. This is Admiral J.P. Hanson, commanding the Starfleet Task Force in your path. I am ordering you to - , the admirals transmission was overridden by the Borg response, carried out on an amplification wave so powerful that it eclipsed inter-Fleet communications, pushing them into ghostly background cries. Captain James MacGregor remembered Hansons surprised and somewhat indignant look as he faded from the screen to be replaced by a Borg. MacGregors breath caught in his throat. Around the bridge, his people stopped what they were doing to stare at the screen. Captain MacGregor was, for once in his life too stunned to be irritated at the break in concentration. He stared at the mutilated body of Jean-Luc Picard. Covered almost entirely with black cybernetic implants, what was left of his skin was ghostly white. And then he spoke in the voice of the Borg with no inflection and no emotion. Distantly, he heard his first officer, Commander Maxwell admonishing the crew, directing their attention back to the job at hand. Dragging his thoughts away from wondering how any man could survive what the Borg had done to Picard - Locutus - Picard he focused his attention on the screen. I am Locutus of Borg. Resistance is futile. You will disarm all weapons and escort us to Sector 001 where you will assist us in the assimilation of your biological and technological distinctiveness into our collective.