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Captain's log, Stardate 6892 .3. Admiral
McGinnis has ordered us to respond to a

distress call from Hyalinus, an
inhabited asteroid with a limited warp

society.

Admiral, isn't the Yorktown near the
Banneker Belt? She was scheduled to

near that system, but command rerouted
her to Aldebaran, along with the

to investigate the loss of the hood.

We find anything?

Never got the chance.

Both ships suffered baffle plate
ruptures shortly after they arrived.

Both ships?

Fortunately, there were no fatalities.

They'll have to be rebuilt.

The crews will need to be treated for
radiation exposure.

Funny. We've got a student here at
Starfleet Medical who insists we try a

Bexarotene G treatment she heard about
from an old mentor of hers.

Well, not that old.

How is Miss Chappell's doctorate coming
along?

She's one of our best and brightest.

But be careful. She just might take your
job one day.

I might just let her have it.

Admiral, did the Hyalini specify the
nature of their crisis?

Something of global proportions.

Diplomacy is of utmost importance, but
so is caution.

They've refused outside contact for
centuries.

We know almost nothing about them. So
you want us to speak softly and keep a

thick hand?

And Jim, take good care of that ship and
her outstanding crew, you hear?

With everything I've got in.

What the devil was he wearing?

No idea, but you'll never get me in one
of those things.

Oh, it's not so bad.

Drab, boring color palette.

I think it would compliment Mr.

Spock quite well, don't you think?

What is it, Bones?

She's in my spot.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, Counselor. There's
always plenty of room on the bridge for

more to keep Spock in line.

Well, whatever this is about, it's got
to be pretty serious for a hermit race.

That's for outside help. Hermit race,
Doctor?

That's right. Spock, hermit race. Don't
tell me there's a term that computer

brain of yours doesn't know. I am merely
surprised at your use of an abstruse

and antiquated colloquialism. The more
obvious and accurate word is clearly

xenophobic. Tomato, tomato.

I fail to see how pronounced that is.
Call it off, gentlemen. We've got work

do.

Shhh. It's Gordon's lock, Scotty.

Can you believe they only use text
transmissions? I'm still waiting for an

transporter window.

Transporter window?

Aye, in their older defense system.
Without a window, matter energy beams to

surface are automatically scrambled.

Scrambled? And then turned into a pile
of mush?

Aye, their global defense grid is
downright impractical.

It's a miracle they can see the stars at
night with all the weapon barrages they

got flying about.

And can you imagine the maintenance,
lads?

Gee, I hope they're friendly.

They would be well served to hope the
same of you, Doctor.

Oh, there's a green light.

Energize.

Please.

Space. The final frontier.

These are the voyages of the Starship
Enterprise.

Its continuing mission. To explore
strange new worlds.

To seek out new life and new
civilizations.

To boldly go where no man has gone
before.

Fascinating. Are you seeing what I'm
seeing?

Or more accurately, what we are not
seeing.

Could our eyes have been affected during
transport? Greetings are normal, Jim,

but I'm not ruling out that damn thing
putting us back together wrong.

Greetings.

Welcome, my friends, to Hylinus.

We are honored by your visit to our
world. I am Galisti, leader of the Inner

Council. And this is Thais.

Our newly appointed ambassador to the
Federation.

You see, I told you they'd be hyenoid
bipeds.

I must admit, I was expecting a tentacle
or two. And

you must be the commander of that
magnificent ship orbiting above.

James Kirk, captain of the United
Starship Enterprise.

This is my chief surgeon, Dr. Leonard
McCoy.

Pleasure to meet you both.

And my first officer, Commander Spock.

You're different from the others.

Are you an Earth female?

Madam, my appearance differs from the
others because I am Vulcan.

If our human females looked like that,
we'd go extinct.

Oh, please forgive my foolishness.

I apologize if I've caused any offense.

Madam, since I do not believe the
differences in gender render one

the other, not only would it be
illogical for me to find offense in your

comment, but to do so itself would
represent a grievous insult to you.

What an improbable contradiction.

Kindness and gallantry revealed by pure
calculated reason.

Remarkable. And I, too caught up with
the excitement of the moment to notice

anything but your ears.

How often we look but forget to see.

Ah, Galisti. You might be wise to
replace your ambassador to the

immediately. Don't be so hard on
yourself, my dear. They are still here.

I hope I do not offend by asking, but do
all Hialini politicians get along so

well? Oh, sadly, no.

But Galisti and I have the advantage of
being very old friends.

who one day realized that we had fallen
in love.

What a fortunate man I am to be able to
call my friend my wife.

Consulator, I must ask, has your world
always looked like this?

Like what?

Well, it is as it has always been.

Gentlemen, as the first outsiders ever
to be invited to our world, Your

should be a momentous occasion for my
people, but alas, it is a regrettable

Regrettable, because this is not when
our isolation was meant to end, nor how

was to end.

Hundreds of years ago, the people of
Hyalinus united in a single purpose, to

day become worthy to join the community
of stars.

To us, that meant seeking out the best
in each other. And ourselves.

Laying down arms against each other,
erasing our borders and refusing to be

defined by distinctions like us and
them.

A sublime hope.

The hope of the Hyalini.

But alas, fate has intervened.

And so today the hand of my people is
not one that is held up proudly to the

stars, but merely as a hand held out.

Please. Come. The inner council is
waiting.

Please.

Spock, can you explain our vision? In
fact, I can. An unusual form of

emitted by their sun. Unlike anything
I've encountered, it impairs the

of cone cells in humanoid eyes.

Cone cells allow us to see color.
Correct, Doctor.

Makes sense, Jim. Good work, Spock.

Continue scanning.

The Inner Council is the uppermost tier
of the United Parliament, representing

all regions on Hyalinus. Its five
members are chosen by... Vice got here

already you're torturing them with
civic. Oh, dear.

This woman is the meanest, toughest
teacher there is. I have the scars to

it. Sakara started out as my most
obstinate student and soon became my

She now interns for the Inner Council.

And she likes to credit her teaching as
the root of all my achievements.

What a great privilege for your first
guest to be greeted by such an

and beautiful woman.

You had no right, Callisti!

You had no right to bring them here!

You've destroyed us all!

Do you hear me?

You destroyed your entire race.

We will be destroyed only if we refuse
to accept help. She may be right,

Shame fails.

A true believer would rather die than
see the hope corrupted.

Will he live?

Tomiat is unharmed, I assure you.

He is merely unconscious and shall
awaken shortly.

I apologize. You should never have
witnessed that.

Show them.

It's the first symptom. The disease
progresses rapidly.

Sakara will... I will not live beyond
the year.

This is why you sent the distrust?

We are on a path to extinction.

From disease and soon starvation.

Our crops have stopped growing.

May I?

It's not contagious.

That much we know.

We don't know what it is.

Only what it is not.

It's not the result of any known poison.
It's not a virus. And it's not a

bacterium or parasitic organism.

I've been doing research on the disease
as part of my medical training.

And...

I was going to be a physician.

Bones.

It's definitely related to the radiation
that Spock detected.

But I can't confirm a prognosis without
running more tests. And for that, we

need to be in sickbay.

Sickbay? On your vessel?

Is that a problem?

We would prefer that you stay here.

If she returns to the ship without us,
she'll be shielded from the radiation.

Will she be caught?

Unknown, Captain.

If she does, the results could be
traumatic.

This is the best course available to
you.

Besides, if your medical facilities were
sufficient, you'd already know what was

killing your people.

Take good care of her.

She's precious to us.

You have my word.

With your permission, I'd like Mr. Spock
to remain behind and continue gathering

information. Of course. I will keep the
transporter window open until his

departure.

They love you very much.

We are like family.

Dr. McCormick.

Sakaro, when you arrive on board our
ship, your eyes may work differently.

It may frighten you, but I promise
you'll be safe.

You understand?

Are you alright, Takara?

Do you see anything strange?

No.

Everything looks...

Why don't you bend in there, Scott? It's
all

right. It's called color. Just try to
stay calm.

Look at me.

Look at me. Keep your eyes on me.

I know it's strange and frightening, but
you're completely safe.

I promised, didn't I?

So the cause of the illness and the
monochromatic vision are one and the

It took a millennium or so for the
star's radiotoxins to reach levels high

enough to induce acute radiation
syndrome.

I've started Sakara's treatment, but
it's too soon to tell.

How is she otherwise?

She's a million questions a minute.

Color this and color that.

I might have to sedate her just so I can
get some peace and quiet.

Sakara is likely the first resident of
Hyalinus to see color in over a

millennium. Even with their limited
space travel, their shielding technology

does not filter out the solar radiation
responsible for suppressing color

vision. As for its effects on the
population, The illness will reoccur

further exposure to the solar radiation
can be prevented. The spectral signature

of the Hyalina's sun can be altered
using a modified stellar probe.

After that, we'll need to decontaminate
the asteroid.

I recommend scanning their ecosystem,
starting with the plants.

Determine how deeply the radiations
permeated their food chain.

Mr. Sewell, you and Mr. Spock head back
down to the surface.

Take charge of the scan.

I understand you have an act for botany.
Oh, yes, sir.

I should introduce you to my carnivorous
weeper, Gertrude. She's a beaut.

I'll also need to repair the cellular
damage the radiotoxins have caused.

If Sakara's treatment works, I'll be
able to synthesize enough medicine for

entire population.

Captain, there is a new development.

While on Hyalinus, I captured several
images with my tricorder.

This is how the Hyalini appear to each
other.

Unlike eyes, however, the tricorder does
not rely on cone cells.

The native inhabitants of this world all
share the same genotype for

pigmentation.

However...

Are you saying Sakara is not from
Hyalinus?

She is an alien.

Furthermore, a global bioscan indicates
27 .2 % of the population are as well.

Maybe it's a rare genetic anomaly,
Spock?

No, Doctor.

This is but one of numerous disparities.

They share a common ancestor with the
Hyalini, but these individuals are

unquestionably a race not currently
native to Hyalinus.

Kirk to bridge.

Buhara here.

Lieutenant, search the belt for any
indication of another inhabited

Anything our sensors may have missed.

We'll have to run a full sweep,
including on the bacteria wave.

How long?

Could be days. Maybe more.

Palmer's an expert at countering solar
interference. I'll have her modify the

sensors. Create a targeted scan.

Thank you. Get on it.

Captain, a word.

Counselor?

I have found Dr. McKenna's insight to be
beneficial.

Sakara appears to trust the Captain.

Do you believe it would be wise to
confront her about her origins?

Not yet.

We don't know who she is or what she
knows.

And she might not even know herself.

Well, a civilization like the Hylini,
bent on self -imposed moral isolation,

would never allow aliens to live on
their world.

Unless they don't know there are aliens
living on their world.

Captain's log supplemental.

After two days of treatment, Dr. McCoy
reports that Sakara has responded

exceptionally well. But our search for
her people's origin continues.

Hoping to find some clues to the
mystery.

I've engaged Sakara in several
conversations about her past.

Learning only that she was born on
highliness and orphaned at an early age.

Come.

I, um... I wanted you to know where to
find me in case you desired to talk

again. Yes, Dr.

McCoy said he moved you to guest
quarters.

Better than being trapped in sickbay.

Well, better for him, I'm certain.

I had...

Many questions.

Would you like to come in?

Oh, no.

I mean, yes.

But no if you're busy.

But if you're wanting to, yes.

But of course no if you don't also.

But if you do, then yes, I would very a
lot.

Please come in.

You must think I'm ridiculous.

I like ridiculous.

I like it very a lot.

How have you been enjoying color?

Oh, color.

Color is incredible.

At first I couldn't make sense of it,
but now it astounds me.

There are so many of them.

I'm learning their names.

That is called...

Green. And the door is blue.

And this is yellow.

Red.

Red.

Once we repair your son, everyone on
Hylinus will see color.

The initial shock may cause a great deal
of chaos. We'll work with your people

to prepare them so they won't be afraid.

And I can help.

I want to share my experiences with
everyone.

But there's still so much I don't
understand.

Like, what is it for?

What is the purpose of color?

Well, color provides variety, vibrance,

It arouses the senses, stirs the
emotions.

Like poetry for the eyes.

The color of your hair.

Captain Kirk to the bridge.

Captain Kirk to the bridge.

I'll be back.

You're welcome to stay.

She found them, sir.

Radio signal. Coming from an asteroid in
the inner belt. Do you know anything

about it?

Population? Not yet. I'm working on it,
sir. Captain, proximity alert.

Confirmed. I'm reading two small shuttle
pods approaching Hyalina at half

impulse. On screen.

Trajectory suggests they're from the
other asteroid.

Can't indicate vessels.

Don't have any big sticks, sir. What was
that, Lieutenant?

They are an art.

It barely looks space -worthy.

Captain, I read six humanoid lifeforms
in each.

Six in each?

At half impulse? My God, how long have
they been... Captain, Hyalinus automated

platforms have activated.

They're charging weapons.

Red alert.

Uhura, hail the Highlander. One of the
weapons platforms is targeting the

shuttle pods, Captain.

Lieutenant.

No response from the Council, sir.

Charge phaser bangs. Lock onto that
platform.

Platform firing.

Base is locked.

Fire.

Defense platform destroyed.

The shuttle pods are turning around.

They're retreating, sir.

Council red alert.

Uhura, get me Hyalina.

They're hailing us, Captain.

They demand an explanation for the
destruction of their platform.

They demand an... I'll meet with them in
an hour.

In the meantime, get me information on
that other asteroid. Smith, you've got

the con.

Why did your people try to destroy two
unarmed settlers carrying 12 patents?

They are Abetians.

For decades, they've been trying to
sneak onto Halloweenus to escape the

consequences of their own savagery.

They lie and conceal their identities so
that they can benefit from the peace

and prosperity that we've worked to
achieve.

One which they have not earned
themselves.

Is it a crime to want to live
peacefully, Zakara?

Are they criminals?

Or are they refugees?

They are invaders.

Who attack in tiny, unarmed ships. We
are not heartless, Captain.

They have given us reason to fear them.

I find that hard to believe.

How can you stand in judgment of me?

Of my people?

For something that you know nothing
about.

My parents were murdered by Abyssinians.

I'm sorry.

It's all too easy to criticize the
policies of another.

Until you lose someone those policies
could have saved.

Please tell me, Sakara.

I want to understand.

I need to understand.

Their world is in turmoil.

Territories perpetually at war.

Technological innovation fueled solely
by the desire to build better, more

lethal weapons.

They have squandered their natural
resources and polluted their world in

process.

And your parents?

My parents were part of a diplomatic
envoy sent to help.

Show the Abyssinians a better way to
live.

Their ship returned to Hyalina as an
autopilot.

And all 18 people on board were killed.

I was 10 years old.

I can't imagine.

Those people who killed your... Parents
are barbarians.

But that doesn't mean they all are, does
it?

You assume that they think like us.

Captain, they do not.

They do not respect our laws. They do
not value knowledge or honesty. And they

do not question their conscience before
turning to violence.

Have you ever met an Abishan? No.

We've managed to keep them off our
world, thankfully.

Many. That's impossible.

Hundreds of thousands.

They look like the Hyalini.

Unless you see color.

Your hair.

Skin.

You are Abishan.

Your parents were Abishan.

She is no stranger.

She's still you.

If you don't trust what you see, trust
what I see.

The woman in that mirror is brilliant.

She's curious, honest, kind.

Beautiful inside and out. Look.

And you are the opposite of what you
believe, of what you've been told.

A beast.

Captain!

Hyalinus has the most amazing plant
life, sir. Look.

I've never seen a flower with anthers
like this one before.

You can't actually see the anthers. Not
now, Sulu. There's been an incident.

They'll fill you in on the ship, both of
you. I apologize, sir. It's all right.

What have you found?

Well, according to Mr. Sulu's readings,
the Hyalini food chain has been affected

at almost every level. But there is no
permanent mutation.

Exactly. Once we're through here, future
generations should grow healthy and

normal. Good work.

Prepare decontaminations.

Aye, sir.

And Sulu.

You forgot something.

If we modify your star, you'll see

your world in a whole new way.

And based on what we've just witnessed,
I'm not sure you're ready for it.

Must we justify our actions to you? Are
we obliged to meet some arbitrary moral

standards set by Starfleet in order to
receive your help? No.

But killing defenseless people seems to
contradict the moral standards you've

set for yourselves.

Captain, we didn't kill them.

Perhaps we just wanted to give them an
incentive to turn back.

And what if they hadn't?

Those 12 Obetians are but a fraction of
the unrelenting horde assaulting our

world every day.

Assaulting?

They're willing to die for the chance to
live where they can be safe and free.

Why not help them instead of shooting at
them? Because granting entrance to some

is an invitation for all.

They would overrun our world.

Captain, we have limited resources.

We're struggling to feed our own people.

I appreciate your dilemma, madam.

And I'm not suggesting that you open
your borders to just anyone, especially

those who pose a legitimate threat.

But your defense system is excessive.

You are not qualified to make that
judgment, Captain.

Abyssinians are vulgar, selfish, and
violent. They are a scourge.

And we've gone to great lengths to keep
them off our world.

What if they were already here?

But they're not here.

But what if they were?

How would you know?

There was a time, decades ago, when we
suspected the Abyssinians had come

because there was a dramatic rise in
violent crime.

But once we activated our defense grid,
the crime rate receded. That is a fact,

Captain, not opinion. Which only proves
that some Abyssinians are criminals.

You can't condemn the many for the
crimes of a few.

I don't condemn.

The Abyssinians are free to live
wherever they please as long as it's on

own world.

But if they come here, I will do what is
necessary to keep my people safe, just

as you would if it were your crew or
your family. Safety and compassion are

mutually exclusive.

Conscience requires balance. That's
fundamental to the philosophy of the

Federation. Captain.

What is Starfleet's general order number
one?

The non -interference strike.

The ethical principle that prohibits
members of Starfleet from interfering

the natural development of pre -war
civilizations.

And does it apply even if you know your
interference would be beneficial?

Yes. Yes, and have there been cases in
which upholding this ethical principle

resulted in the death of an entire
population, even though you could have

them? Yes, but... So for you!

This abstract idea is more important
than a planet full of living, breathing

people.

And you stand here before me lecturing
me about compassion, about balance.

You condemn the many for the crimes of
none.

Who do you think you are?

Captain's log, supplemental.

The stellar probe will be ready to
launch shortly, and Mr. Spock and Sue

preparing their decontamination sweep of
Hyalinas. The Inner Council is

overjoyed to hear of our success, yet I
find myself unable to share in that joy.

Captain, are you angry because you think
the Hyalini are wrong?

Or because they might be right about the
threat the Abyssinians pose? The threat

they pose?

Doctor, when we launch that probe, the
Hyalini will see in full, revealing

color.

What'll happen to the Abetians once they
can be identified?

Do you really believe they're capable of
harming Abetians who've lived among

them for years? They don't have to be.

All they have to do is round them up and
send them back and wash their hands of

what happens next.

That's why I'm angry.

Sir, you've been in situations like this
before.

But I wonder if this time it's not
more... personal.

I don't think you're angry.

I think you're afraid.

Afraid for Sakara.

You care for her.

Perhaps more deeply than you want to
admit.

With all their piety, they have no
problem turning their backs on desperate

people with nowhere else to go.

They take help, but they refuse to give
it.

Begs the question on whether they
deserve our aid at all.

So is it justice for us to deny them
aid?

To turn our backs on desperate people
with nowhere else to go?

Nowhere else to go.

Thank you, Doctor.

Engineering. This is where Mr.

Scott lives.

I don't want to spend all my time here.

There's also the transporter room.

Sikara asked me to show her around.

Is this the device that will fix our
star?

Aye, it's the only sort of probe I've
got. So we're leaving nothing to chance.

How'd you like to see the warp engines?

No, I can show her, Commander. You've
got work to do. I've always got time for

lovely last lieutenant.

Yes, the engines are this way.

Young lady, that's a very dangerous
tool.

I know.

Stay back.

I'll fire.

If something were to happen to that
probe, it would take a great deal of

get another.

Yes, it will.

Your people cannot afford to wait.

Shakara! Why destroy something that will
save your world? Because of what will

happen next.

People will turn on each other, afraid
of what they don't understand.

They won't see friends and neighbors.

They'll see the brutes and thieves
they've heard about.

They'll see Ephesians.

We need more time.

Help us find another way to fix our son.

One that won't change how we see.

Or who we are. There is no other way.

Destroying the probe will only delay the
inevitable.

And could you really go back to a world
without God?

So terrified of the people I will return
home to.

Their eyes will change.

But their hearts may not.

You're not powerless.

You're the one person with the power to
change the hearts of your leaders.

Galithi and Theus love you very much.

You're living proof that the Ephesians
aren't a race of savages.

That they too have the same hopes and
dreams becoming more.

Friends. The Hyalini offer their
heartfelt gratitude.

Today is the beginning of a bright new
future for all of my people.

We... Some.

I beg your pardon? Today is the
beginning of a bright new future for

your people. For others, it may be the
beginning of the end.

There are Ephesians among you.

Many of them.

If we repair your son, you'll see for
yourself.

You would have us doubt our resolve.

Is the captain trying to hold our
salvation hostage?

Refusing to launch the stellar probe
until you've had the final word? Is that

your plan?

No.

But... It's a pretty good one. I think
I'll borrow it.

I wonder if you realize the peace,
prosperity, the unity...

of your people is truly extraordinary.

You've accomplished in a few short
centuries what took our people

Indeed, Council Leader, such is the fact
with many worlds we encounter.

Your people were unified, transformed by
the hope that one day they would be

worthy enough to join the community of
the stars.

The hope of the Hyalini.

How will your people know when they've
achieved worthiness?

What does it mean to be worthy?

Well, that's the problem. There is no
one answer.

An undefined finish line means you never
have to finish.

Your people will never have to leave the
safety, the comfort of what they know.

There's an old saying, a ship in the
harbor is safe.

But that's not what ships are for.

The greatest fear of all is the fear of
the unknown.

Will you let that fear define you?

Hide behind weapons and barriers.

Vilify strangers.

The very people that your hope calls
upon you to strive to embrace.

Do you serve the hope?

Or have you twisted it?

Serve you.

There comes a moment in the life of
every world when its people must choose.

Whom they wish to become.

This is your moment.

Now will you launch the probe?

We launched the probe 20 minutes ago.

If it was successful, the effects should
become apparent any moment now.

Our world is about to change forever.

But my love for you will never, ever,
ever change.

Magnificent. Long have I wanted to tell
you that the thought of you forsaking

me was too much to bear.

This is only a lie.

No, no.

Oh, no, it's not a lie.

I'm still me.

My love for you is not a lie.

We're still the same person.

I'm not.

No.

No.

This changes nothing.

Even with new vision, do you still not
see?

Captain, commence the decontamination
sweep of hyalinas.

About that, I'm afraid we won't have the
time.

The Enterprise has been called away to
urgent business on Darren 5.

You would let us all die?

As it turns out, our scans indicate that
the Abetians have the decontamination

technology that you require.

And why would they help us?

Because you have something they need.

We fixed your son.

And they have the ability to sweep the
residual effects of the radiation from

both worlds.

But their people need medicine just like
yours do.

I took the liberty of synthesizing
double the amount. There's enough here

cure both worlds, Abishus and Hyalina.
Has it ever occurred to you that their

civilization could be suffering the same
fate as yours?

Given the Abishus' proximity to your
son, they experienced the radiation's

effects generations before Hyalina's.

Illness. Food shortage.

It is no wonder their world has fallen
into chaos and war.

They are what you would become.

Please.

Don't make us beg help from them.

is no them anymore.

My dear, only us.