"Well then, find them, expose them, then we'll destroy them."
Admiral Nat - U.S.S. Sally
Admiral Nat quickly turned to Jim, then Narekkun, then Sek, Burt, and finally 4 of 7. "You five, come with me. The rest of you, prepare for a Saucer separation. They won't expect this one. Separate on my signal, and immediately fire off an antimatter spread when you do."
The officers rushed into the turbolift to the Battle Bridge, and arrived there soon after, signalling Sarah on the Saucer section. The Sallyseparated, the saucer firing off an antimatter spread, scrambling the Caitian's sensors as the Stardrive launched 2 more Delta Flyers, then turned about to aim it's Phaser Lance weapon at the 2 carriers. The Sally's Stardrive fired a wide-beam soon after, and the Saucer began firing it's own Phaser Lance at them soon after, disabling the Feverent's weapons.
"Sarah" replied. "We checked. It's not T'Ket, nor L'Miren; but another one. To be honest, we don't think they want to be working with the armada, either. My faction might be willing to settle for, say, the guys who controlled them; hence, the Infamous leadership, aside from you and anyone else who is already dead."
The Sally's sections' shields continued holding as they turned about to the Gallaka, as the 2 sections, and the Delta Flyers, fired a barrage of phaser and torpedo fire straight into the Gallaka's weapons.
The Gallaka's forward weapons went down, but the impacts to its hull from that section weakened it further.
Captain Elric - Caitian starship Emerald, Bridge
The Human made his way down the corridors, firing his phaser rifle into Caitian after Caitian. His tricorder led him to the Bridge, where Claire was already kicking one of the last Caitian operators out and to the floor.
"I see you have everything under control here," the Captain observed.
Claire smirked. "Which is more than I can say for you. Did you really think I needed saving?"
"Hey, I just met you," he replied. "Also, to be honest, I blame myself for what happened. If I hadn't manufactured those cells or messed with Raven, I wouldn't have been distracted enough not to stop that hunter group."
The woman looked at Elric's arm, which he revealed to be cybernetic. "Clearly doing things is not your forte, but I appreciate the sentiment. By the way, behind you?"
"Argh!!" LuKet, completely covered in body armour now, swiped at Elric, knocking the rifle away and into a corner. The Caitian launched a second claw for the man, but Elric caught its wrist and forced a punch with his robot-arm into LuKet's helmet.
Elric let go as LuKet was knocked back-walking several meters until the wall. "New threads? I like them," Elric said. "But how'd you fit your misshapened form into that suit?"
"The hardest surgery of my life, no thanks to you," the completely covered Caitian replied in a deeper, augmented voice. "I wasn't fully prepared to leave the system to meet Fury without Claire's intel just yet, so I remained here until then. You're just a lucky bonus."
He launched a suit-powered knee as he leapt at Elric, which was blocked with both the Captain's hands in an attempt at holding LuKet's momentum back. But, while in mid-knee-catch, above Elric, LuKet fired a straight-line-of-sight-punch down to his head. Elric arced his neck back, barely dodging it and then brought his cybernetic arm into an uppercut through LuKet's chin. The Caitian's movement was redirected and LuKet was sent upward, back, and then down onto the floor.
"He may need more surgery," Elric said catching his breath and flexing his robotic hand. The new equipment was working better than he expected. "Well, at least I got the boss, right?"
Claire shook her head as she walked over with the medallion and a stone tablet. "Seline leads the brainwashed Caitians. She's in another Sector." Then she held up the tablet to a dissatisfied Elric. "These Ancient El-Aurian etchings were what they wanted me to decipher. It talks about a world in what's now Romulan space."
"How the hell did that species get here before their present day equivalents?"
She shrugged. "Who knows, but if you can help me figure the rest of this thing out, we can beat Caitians to that world."
"It looks like there are more parts to that box I recovered," he said as he examined it. "Err, anyway, let's finish this fight first." Elric went over to the helm and rotated the Emerald to face the Gallaka. Claire took weapons and joined the two sections of the Amaterasu in weakening the Gallaka's shields and hull. With weapons offline, the Feverent activated its warp bubble and stretched off through altered space, out of there.
The third section of the Amaterasu assisted the Delta Flyers in destroying the rest of the automated Stalker Fighters. They exploded like popcorn in space.
A surge was shot through the Gallaka's already overloaded interior, sending the warp core into a breech. The ship exploded in a bright plume of energy and debris.
"Elric to Sally. I've got the Bridge under control on the Emerald, but there may still be men on lower decks. What's your status?"
Admiral Nat replied from the stardrive. "They scratched our shields and put some dents in our Delta Flyers and the Saucer Section, but we're otherwise fine. I can have the Saucer beam over some MACOs to assist you, and have additional MACOs secure the rest of the ship."
"Sounds good, Admiral. Thanks," Elric replied, noticing the Amaterasu reintegrating on another screen. "After it's secured, I'll bring the Emerald back to Spacedock. The Caitians on here will eventually need to be un-brainwashed. If that's possible. Elric out."
The Sally's Saucer section started beaming MACOs to the Emerald. In a matter of minutes, twenty MACOs were already on the bridge, and another 4000 MACOs scattered throughout the ship, taking it over.
After the Caitian vessel was brought into spacedock, the MACOs took the Caitians to the brig, albeit temporarily, and then returned to the Sally.
Captain Nat - I.S.S. Chronostorm, Ready Room
"Alright, so we've got Sarah working with us now too." Nat said, addressing what little crew they had on the Mobius-class timeship. "Regardless, I don't know why the admiral wants us to bring the ship online, especially considering how much damage it could do in the wrong hangs, but as it turns out, we're succeeding, and now we've just got to get this thing in order in regards to it's crew. The admiral is sending over some additional crew, all of whom are proven loyal to Starfleet already, so I guess we just need to allocate assignments here and get settled in."
Nat sat down, glancing over at Sarah. "You're only here temporarily, of course, so I won't bother with you."
He turned to Scott. "I'm making you first officer. Technically, that means you're out of uniform now. I might recommend doing something about that when you get around to it." He turned to the liberated Borg Romulan, 7 of 14, and continued. "You're chief science officer. Meldan, you'll be operations, 3 of 5 is tactical, 4 of 7 is the chief engineer, Doctor Salora is chief medical officer... well, nothing unexpected, I guess. I'll let you guys order around the crew in your departments, just be sure to let me know what you end up doing, ok?"
Scott replied to the captain. "So what do we do once we're settled in?"
Captain Nat shrugged. "I dunno. Be ready for a disaster, I guess. Oh, and 3 of 5, be extra careful with security; no one can board the ship without authorization from myself, Scott, or the admiral. You never know how many people will try to take the ship over, that's for sure."
He walked over, continuing. "Be sure to post guards on the bridge, main engineering, and the auxiliary control room. Word has it that those are the three easiest places to take control of a ship, you know?"
3 of 5 nodded, and the captain continued, glancing at everyone else in the room. "As it is right now, our being here is apparently permanent until further notice. Feel free to make the the crew areas a little more homey, unless you prefer bare walls." He motioned to a few newly added golden starship models on the wall, one of which is recognizably Firestorm D, and another the Firestorm E and F. Another was a Ranger battlecruiser, and a Paladin elsewhere, along with a few others, probably all Firestorms from one time or another. "Well, get to it."
Krystal found herself materializing on spacedock, alongside the Betazoid.
"Sarah", still on the bioship, reverted to their natural Undine form, and walked over to a console. "It's only a matter of time now... Notos will be avenged."
Captain Nat - I.S.S. Chronostorm, Ready Room
Captain Nat sat in his ready room, reading over reports from the crew on various activities throughout the Chronostorm, as Scott walked in and sat down in another chair. "You wanted to see me?" Scott asked.
"Yes, actually. It's about the ship, and you..." the captain replied, pausing for a moment, then continuing. "...you already know what's going to happen, don't you? That's why the admiral picked you of all people to be here as my first officer, am I right?"
Scott sighed. "How'd you guess?"
Captain Nat leaned over closer. "I checked with the admiral, and he tells me there's another Sarah back on the Sally. One of them must be an infiltrator, probably an Undine. I wanted to ask you if you knew which one."
Scott shook his head. "They don't tell me everything, you know, just about temporal incursions I need to be aware of. There is one coming, yes, but they aren't saying what is going to happen, at least not yet."
Nat's jaw dropped. "So they expect us to go in blind? That's great. Who's been giving you all this info, anyway?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you..." Scott answered, and going silent. Nat tilted his head slightly, awaiting an answer.
"Could have kept the..." Krystal trailed off before getting knocked out again by the vengeful Betazoid. He then picked her up and walked off as if nothing was wrong.
As the Betazoid continued, he'd notice a message from the comms throughout the station.
Attention all personnel, spacedock communications are back online. Repeat, communications are online. All MACOs can return to their previous assignments.
Before ducking down an unused Corridor that would lead to a secluded area, the Betazoid ripped Krystal's commbadge off her uniform, taking a moment to enjoy a certain detail in the process.
"You're going to regret what you did to me Jade," he said.
Lyras heard the familiar hum of the transporter beam converting its passenger into a stream of matter and energy, and for a moment she wished she could beam away and let the transporter take her back. Back where she belonged. Back home. But she could never go home again, not anymore. The life she had lived up to this point was over.
Because I'm supposed to be dead.
The Vulcan turned away from the oversized transporter pad, walking the other direction. The sound of the transporter may not have changed, but she couldn't say the same for the rest of the spacedock - it looked like a giant metal cavern.
The officer she had met earlier had suggested she go see Admiral Quinn after she had gotten some clothes that didn't make everyone within a ten foot radius stare at her curiously.
Why hadn't Daniels warned her they had changed the uniform colors? The tailor looked at her like she was crazy when she had tried to return her red uniform, claiming she had wanted a Command Track uniform, not Engineering Track.
The temporal agent had said he had managed to save some of her crew before... well, before he had transported her here. She figured she might as well go look for them before she reported to the Admiral.
Following the cacophony of music, the clinking of glasses, and a giant neon sign, she arrived at her destination: the bar. There were bound to be a few of her officers drinking. Especially the Humans. And the Andorians. There were many crewmembers among both of the species who were quite fond of alcohol. The Tellarites would probably be arguing with someone, though. Probably the Vulcans.
Lyras was so wrapped up in her thoughts, she almost bumped into someone. Mumbling an apology, she looked up to see a man holding an empty tray, having just delivered drinks to a nearby table. He was dressed in a blue garment of some sort with a large hat of the same color. His gaze snapped up, resting on her face. Yet it was as if he was looking beyond her, somehow, at something else.
"You... You don't belong here..." the man half-whispered, now grasping her arm.
"Well then, find them, expose them, then we'll destroy them."
Admiral Nat - U.S.S. Sally
Admiral Nat quickly turned to Jim, then Narekkun, then Sek, Burt, and finally 4 of 7. "You five, come with me. The rest of you, prepare for a Saucer separation. They won't expect this one. Separate on my signal, and immediately fire off an antimatter spread when you do."
The officers rushed into the turbolift to the Battle Bridge, and arrived there soon after, signalling Sarah on the Saucer section. The Sallyseparated, the saucer firing off an antimatter spread, scrambling the Caitian's sensors as the Stardrive launched 2 more Delta Flyers, then turned about to aim it's Phaser Lance weapon at the 2 carriers. The Sally's Stardrive fired a wide-beam soon after, and the Saucer began firing it's own Phaser Lance at them soon after, disabling the Feverent's weapons.
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"This isn't something I can just make happen instantly," she replied. "This will take time."
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Captain Elric - Caitian starship Emerald, Bridge
The Human made his way down the corridors, firing his phaser rifle into Caitian after Caitian. His tricorder led him to the Bridge, where Claire was already kicking one of the last Caitian operators out and to the floor.
"I see you have everything under control here," the Captain observed.
Claire smirked. "Which is more than I can say for you. Did you really think I needed saving?"
"Hey, I just met you," he replied. "Also, to be honest, I blame myself for what happened. If I hadn't manufactured those cells or messed with Raven, I wouldn't have been distracted enough not to stop that hunter group."
The woman looked at Elric's arm, which he revealed to be cybernetic. "Clearly doing things is not your forte, but I appreciate the sentiment. By the way, behind you?"
"Argh!!" LuKet, completely covered in body armour now, swiped at Elric, knocking the rifle away and into a corner. The Caitian launched a second claw for the man, but Elric caught its wrist and forced a punch with his robot-arm into LuKet's helmet.
Elric let go as LuKet was knocked back-walking several meters until the wall. "New threads? I like them," Elric said. "But how'd you fit your misshapened form into that suit?"
"The hardest surgery of my life, no thanks to you," the completely covered Caitian replied in a deeper, augmented voice. "I wasn't fully prepared to leave the system to meet Fury without Claire's intel just yet, so I remained here until then. You're just a lucky bonus."
He launched a suit-powered knee as he leapt at Elric, which was blocked with both the Captain's hands in an attempt at holding LuKet's momentum back. But, while in mid-knee-catch, above Elric, LuKet fired a straight-line-of-sight-punch down to his head. Elric arced his neck back, barely dodging it and then brought his cybernetic arm into an uppercut through LuKet's chin. The Caitian's movement was redirected and LuKet was sent upward, back, and then down onto the floor.
"He may need more surgery," Elric said catching his breath and flexing his robotic hand. The new equipment was working better than he expected. "Well, at least I got the boss, right?"
Claire shook her head as she walked over with the medallion and a stone tablet. "Seline leads the brainwashed Caitians. She's in another Sector." Then she held up the tablet to a dissatisfied Elric. "These Ancient El-Aurian etchings were what they wanted me to decipher. It talks about a world in what's now Romulan space."
"How the hell did that species get here before their present day equivalents?"
She shrugged. "Who knows, but if you can help me figure the rest of this thing out, we can beat Caitians to that world."
"It looks like there are more parts to that box I recovered," he said as he examined it. "Err, anyway, let's finish this fight first." Elric went over to the helm and rotated the Emerald to face the Gallaka. Claire took weapons and joined the two sections of the Amaterasu in weakening the Gallaka's shields and hull. With weapons offline, the Feverent activated its warp bubble and stretched off through altered space, out of there.
The third section of the Amaterasu assisted the Delta Flyers in destroying the rest of the automated Stalker Fighters. They exploded like popcorn in space.
A surge was shot through the Gallaka's already overloaded interior, sending the warp core into a breech. The ship exploded in a bright plume of energy and debris.
"Elric to Sally. I've got the Bridge under control on the Emerald, but there may still be men on lower decks. What's your status?"
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Captain Nat - I.S.S. Chronostorm, Ready Room
"Alright, so we've got Sarah working with us now too." Nat said, addressing what little crew they had on the Mobius-class timeship. "Regardless, I don't know why the admiral wants us to bring the ship online, especially considering how much damage it could do in the wrong hangs, but as it turns out, we're succeeding, and now we've just got to get this thing in order in regards to it's crew. The admiral is sending over some additional crew, all of whom are proven loyal to Starfleet already, so I guess we just need to allocate assignments here and get settled in."
Nat sat down, glancing over at Sarah. "You're only here temporarily, of course, so I won't bother with you."
He turned to Scott. "I'm making you first officer. Technically, that means you're out of uniform now. I might recommend doing something about that when you get around to it." He turned to the liberated Borg Romulan, 7 of 14, and continued. "You're chief science officer. Meldan, you'll be operations, 3 of 5 is tactical, 4 of 7 is the chief engineer, Doctor Salora is chief medical officer... well, nothing unexpected, I guess. I'll let you guys order around the crew in your departments, just be sure to let me know what you end up doing, ok?"
Scott replied to the captain. "So what do we do once we're settled in?"
Captain Nat shrugged. "I dunno. Be ready for a disaster, I guess. Oh, and 3 of 5, be extra careful with security; no one can board the ship without authorization from myself, Scott, or the admiral. You never know how many people will try to take the ship over, that's for sure."
He walked over, continuing. "Be sure to post guards on the bridge, main engineering, and the auxiliary control room. Word has it that those are the three easiest places to take control of a ship, you know?"
3 of 5 nodded, and the captain continued, glancing at everyone else in the room. "As it is right now, our being here is apparently permanent until further notice. Feel free to make the the crew areas a little more homey, unless you prefer bare walls." He motioned to a few newly added golden starship models on the wall, one of which is recognizably Firestorm D, and another the Firestorm E and F. Another was a Ranger battlecruiser, and a Paladin elsewhere, along with a few others, probably all Firestorms from one time or another. "Well, get to it."
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"You know... me being here also means nothing gets done," she said.
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Krystal found herself materializing on spacedock, alongside the Betazoid.
"Sarah", still on the bioship, reverted to their natural Undine form, and walked over to a console. "It's only a matter of time now... Notos will be avenged."
Captain Nat - I.S.S. Chronostorm, Ready Room
Captain Nat sat in his ready room, reading over reports from the crew on various activities throughout the Chronostorm, as Scott walked in and sat down in another chair. "You wanted to see me?" Scott asked.
"Yes, actually. It's about the ship, and you..." the captain replied, pausing for a moment, then continuing. "...you already know what's going to happen, don't you? That's why the admiral picked you of all people to be here as my first officer, am I right?"
Scott sighed. "How'd you guess?"
Captain Nat leaned over closer. "I checked with the admiral, and he tells me there's another Sarah back on the Sally. One of them must be an infiltrator, probably an Undine. I wanted to ask you if you knew which one."
Scott shook his head. "They don't tell me everything, you know, just about temporal incursions I need to be aware of. There is one coming, yes, but they aren't saying what is going to happen, at least not yet."
Nat's jaw dropped. "So they expect us to go in blind? That's great. Who's been giving you all this info, anyway?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you..." Scott answered, and going silent. Nat tilted his head slightly, awaiting an answer.
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Attention all personnel, spacedock communications are back online. Repeat, communications are online. All MACOs can return to their previous assignments.
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"You're going to regret what you did to me Jade," he said.
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Because I'm supposed to be dead.
The Vulcan turned away from the oversized transporter pad, walking the other direction. The sound of the transporter may not have changed, but she couldn't say the same for the rest of the spacedock - it looked like a giant metal cavern.
The officer she had met earlier had suggested she go see Admiral Quinn after she had gotten some clothes that didn't make everyone within a ten foot radius stare at her curiously.
Why hadn't Daniels warned her they had changed the uniform colors? The tailor looked at her like she was crazy when she had tried to return her red uniform, claiming she had wanted a Command Track uniform, not Engineering Track.
The temporal agent had said he had managed to save some of her crew before... well, before he had transported her here. She figured she might as well go look for them before she reported to the Admiral.
Following the cacophony of music, the clinking of glasses, and a giant neon sign, she arrived at her destination: the bar. There were bound to be a few of her officers drinking. Especially the Humans. And the Andorians. There were many crewmembers among both of the species who were quite fond of alcohol. The Tellarites would probably be arguing with someone, though. Probably the Vulcans.
Lyras was so wrapped up in her thoughts, she almost bumped into someone. Mumbling an apology, she looked up to see a man holding an empty tray, having just delivered drinks to a nearby table. He was dressed in a blue garment of some sort with a large hat of the same color. His gaze snapped up, resting on her face. Yet it was as if he was looking beyond her, somehow, at something else.
"You... You don't belong here..." the man half-whispered, now grasping her arm.