The Commodity
by Rob Morris
STARBASE 50, 2260

Commodore Janeway greeted the newcomer.

"We call ourselves The Commodity as a private joke. The Commodity, which we will never treat as such, is honor. We are not The Hall. What they do in isolation, we do out here in the universe."

"That's why I'm here, sir. All we 'foolish idealists' want nothing to do with those barbarians."

"Harriet--come here. Commander, this is my pride and joy, soon bound for The Academy."

Harriet immediately did not like this man. In later years, she would mark him as her father's murderer—by taking his arm.

"Its a pleasure--Commander Krycek."