The story of the space Station "Deep Space Proxima Alpha"

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Historians Note: The events in this story occur 5 years after the events potrayed in "Eternaty: The Next Mission"

Five years...five years since the end of the legendary second mission of the USS Eternaty. After I led to ship through the Lorg wars which finally lead to their defeat, I was tired of rescuing the universe. I returned to Earth and taught the newbies at Starfleet Acedemy what a good officer needs. The Eternaty is now a museum and a symbol of heroic resitance. It was a time of peace. Now a new threat looms above the federation. A coup d'etat placed the Zonitopian homeworld under military rule. They already anneceted various unpopulated systems along the Federation border. Starfleet Command decided to put an emergency plan into action. It includes the revival and refitting of various old, abandoned star bases at the border. With me still being Captain I was ordered to take command of Deep Space Proxima Alpha by now. I can't say I'm glad with this. I still cope with a trauma from my war experiences, and I'm not keen on more troubles. I managed to get together some of the old crew, namely Commander D-Stroya, who will be my First Officer again, and Commander Kilham, my Science Officer.
I was glad to meet them again, after this long time and chat about the old times. We laughed our asses off, remembering our hilarious adventures with pokemon or mutated pizza. We are currently on the USS Essess en route the DS Proxima Alpha. We will arrive there in one hour. Maybe it won't be so bad after all...

Finally the USS Essess arived and docked at DS Proxima Alpha. I heard that the advance crew included some more old camorades. I'm looking forward to meet Tactical Officer Deepershade and Security Chief beerbaron. With some of the old farts around it will be easier for me.

The airlock. Last barrier to my new home. *crank* It slowly opens. Sparks, smoke, rust and deformed bulkheads everywhere. This station is a big pile of crap. It must be the biggest piece of trash this side of the Typhon nebula. And this is supposed to be the key defense point for this sector bah...If I ever get a transmission back to Starfleet some Admirals will hear some ugly things. Maybe I should contact my old friend Admiral Cascade and see what he can do.
What's this? Faces...humans...there are beerbaron, Deepershade and ensign Stryker. My crew has also been joined my Lt. Myrmidion, the new flyboy. He is infamous for his shuttle crashes. Maybe that's the cause we hav't got brandnew ships, but only some old beta-class shuttles. But maybe we can still do something about that.
All my bones hurt. On the ship I senses every acceleration. Lieutenant Tarantella said he had fixed, but he obviously failed. I sent him to the geeks in engineering. The station is so b0rked that he can't do much wrong there.
The Ops is out of order and needs extensive repairs. So I made a bar near the airlock our temporary command center. I made Ensign Stryker chief catering officer - in other words: bartender.
"On romulan ale please"
"yes sir at once"
"bah. Not that replicated crap! Get me some real stuff or you will clean the deck on a waste freighter faster than you can count to three!"