First of all, for future shows or movies have we forgotten about species 8472???? ?
Or how about when the 2 Q's duel on Voyager, the Q (everyone knows) said that Starfleet isn't supposed to be out in the Delta Quadrent for another century?
Or how about this the Preservers come back or a new artifact found :
Like in the book of Federation written by Judith & Garfield Reeves
Here's an excerpt
The ship moves through domains of space unimagined by Cochrane, powered by engines incomprehensible to Scott or La Forge. But all three engineers would recognize it's destination, deep within the voids between galaxies.
The captain of the ships holds up her hand to the main bridge view wall and with her thumb bolts out the Milky Way as it recedes from her , sidewarp factor 55.
"Beacon signal converging as predicted," her data officer announces. "Dropping to warp speed." the ship slows to a relative crawl as the main viewer switches to the forward scan. Against a sprinkling of distant galaxies, one blue beacon stands out as the ship closes. "Moving to sublight ....and relative stop."
The ship hangs tens of milllions of light-years from any star, from any matter larger than a grain of dust, except for a slilver of structure dead ahead, the structure whose presence was made known to them by sidespace radio after the final inauguration ceremony and all spacefaring cultures in the Milky Way had been joined in one grand Federation. That so the current theory went, had been the trigger for the invitation.
The translator tanks identify markings on the side of the structure as consistent wit similar markings recorded on so-called Preserver artifacts. The Cochrane delta is there among them. Science tanks confirm that the radiation signature is consistent with postulated controlled-access corridors to multiple universes. The Captain shakes her head in amazement. "Multiple Universes" she says to her data officer, the words, the entire concept still unreal to her. "Do we accept the invitation captain?"
The captain stares into the beckoning doorway of the silver structure between the galaxies, contemplating an infinite ocean of time and space into which life could expand, its fate no longer tied to a single world, a single galaxy, or now, even a single universe.
"Helm, full ahead," she orders. "Lets see what's on the other side." Like another explorer centuries before her, who stood on the brink of an equal adventure, her eyes blur with tears even as she laughs, the reason for either response a mystery to her, rooted deep in that which makes her human.
In the language of the time, the ship is called ENTERPRISE, and she slides forward, accepting the invitation, once more going where none have gone before.
For even here, even now, the adventure is still just beginning...
See, there's room for imagination in this...
