Admiral DeWolff
Transporter Room 3 of Starbase 74
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DeWolff and Elektra stepped off the transporter pads.  This was a new 
place for them.  Once Horizon, then Harbinger, and now in command of 
one of the biggest StarBases on this side of the federation.  Soon the 
Harbinger would leave port and this new life would have to begin.
 
"Well, I guess we are here."  DW said to his wife.  "Always something new 
with this life."
 
The ensign who was running the transporter quickly gathered his things and 
left the room with out saying a word.  This left just the two of them in 
the room.
 
"You know,"  His wife started, "It is a little odd for the XO not to come 
and greet you.  Or atleast someone.."  DW thought about this for a second.  
Nodded, and started for the door.
 
Before he reached it, the door swished open before them.  Standing there 
was a man that looked eriely familier.  A jet black military uniform with 
Five Golden rings attatched to the coller.  His head was completly shaven, 
and he had a scar running down left (his right) side of his face.
 
Elektra Gasped.  DW stood stunned.
 
"Nice to see you again Admiral."