Deep within the bowels of a gigantic hulk of a spaceship, a large, quite terrifying being appeared. The being marched forward. The beings that did inhabit the hulk of a spaceship simply walked by and ignored the new arrival. It could do no harm to them, and they knew this.

Teridax had little patience for beings who were not afraid of him. However, his cunning outweighed his pride. If the mindless cyborgs that inhabited this drifting space-fortress would not acknowledge his presence, that was their mistake.

Their final, mistake.

Admittedly, however, for the first time in his life: Teridax was feeling vulnerable. He had been without the Kraahkan before, but that was only because he had plans. Also, he knew that his beloved mask was in reach, but no more.

Alas, Teridax has been forced to wear a mask that serves as an insulting reminder of what he has been reduced to: a scavenger, trying to reassemble everything he had lost after he had almost had it all.

Recreating the Brotherhood was no simple task, the vat of antidermis that the Makuta first sprang from had been badly damage when the Great Spirit Robot was destroyed. But with knowledge comes power, and the reverse was also true. Obtaining control of the Great Spirit Robot meant Teridax knew how to create more of his brethren, and that is exactly what he needed, and it is exactly what he had gotten.

The Brotherhood was once again 100 strong. Albeit, with some losses over the past few months -- but that matters not. They are still an unstoppable scourge to be reckoned with.

At last -- one Borg, more augmented than the rest, approached Teridax. "We are the Borg, you will be assimilated." It said.

"Are you in charge here?" Teridax asked, feigning some semblance of patience.

"Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated."

"Assimilate this you miserable hodgepodge of scrap!" The Makuta delivered a fierce uppercut to the Borg with his staff, tearing it into three different pieces in one swing. It was at this, the rest of the Borg finally acknowledged Teridax as a threat.

"We are the Borg, you will be assimilated, resistance is futile!" They all said in unison.

Thin strands of of a ghastly, entirely disturbing light flowed from the body of the recently slain Borg into Teridax's mask. This was the mask of scavenging at work.

"Your first mistake was to ignore me when I came here. The second mistake was thinking I wouldn't slay one of you. One death was all I needed -- now the rest of you will follow."

Shadow blasts flew throughout the Borg vessel. Striking down several Borg, granting Teridax that much more power. Within minutes, they had upgraded to provide shielding for themselves from shadow bolts. But this proved ineffective once Teridax begun flinging shadow bolts.

"I have many, many ways to destroy you you know. And many of them would hurt assuming you even have pain receptors anymore!"

Powerless to counter their enemy, the Borg were absolutely annihilated that day. Once they had been properly disposed of, several other Makuta suddenly appeared on board the vessel.

"Kravak?" Asked Teridax of the Makuta named after a Skakdi he had once employed.

"Yes master?"

"Modify this vessel until it is suitable for use by the Brotherhood. See if you can do something about all these unsightly wires and life support systems."

"At once, Makuta Teridax."

"First order of business: get me a throne to sit on. I am nothing if not vain after all."

What closing?

What I have always done: waffle.

1. The BIONICLE and Star Trek universes are the same (in this universe anyways)

2. When Teridax was defeated, he survived. In order to conquer the world, he decided to create a new Brotherhood.

3. This new Brotherhood has been terrorizing the entire universe -- not just Spherus Magna. The Galactic Federation has been all but destroyed, the Enterprise is the last surviving vessel of Starfleet. What's left of the Federation's government is on the Klingon homeworld Kronos pledging their allegiance to the empire and whatnot (I'm sure some of them have been executed for cowardice/treason XD)

4. The Enterprise has agreed to set a course to kronos and aid in its defense in any way it can.

The rest is explained in the story itself.

...Ahem.

He wears kilts.

His name is SCOTTy

He's Scottish

And unless you can provide any sort of evidence that kilts were popular attire in Ireland, I will have to assume I am correct in this matter

I... I don't believe you

Besides -- even if the Irish DID have kilts, that doesn't explain why it isn't a cultural stereotype other there.

Note: I am half Irish. I probably know what I'm talking about