Starfleet Roleplay

Stardate 00102000.5

***"The USS Saratoga under the command of CPT Conner Macleod, we have been ordered to the beta gamma 5 sector to investigate a strange gravitic anomaly...

As of yet we have been here two days and have not seen any sign of anything... Although I must admit the Sovereign Class is a bit comfortable and quite nice with the added range and Quantum torpedoes, we are all itching to try her out..."

End of Log***

CPT Macleod stood at the aft section of his quarters watching the stars pass by when the alarm sounded...

"Captain to the bridge please..."

"On my Way number one..."

Macleod turned on his heel and headed out the door towards the bridge. Suddenly, the Saratoga bucked as the energy wave hit her amidships. Red alert sirens went off all over the ship and damage control teams rushed out of the hallways to and fro.

"What in Hades!!! Bridge this is Macleod what is the blazes is going on up there..."

"Captain the shields are down to 53% and it seems that we have some sort of alien ship attacking us?"

"Attacking? Hail it..."

Suddenly the ship bucked again throwing Connor to the floor.

"Sir there is no response..."

"Shields to full put some distance between the alien and us... And advise Starfleet command..."

The Saratoga spun on her axis and fled. Plasma venting from one nacelle while the x shaped alien ship closed within range. Macleod ran towards the bridge...

"Captain, we're picking up a distress signal from the USS Saratoga..."

Ki walked forward. "Connor," she breathed with a fondly teasing tone. "I bet he was caught with his shields down, wasn't he?"

"Captain, the Saratoga is changing course."

Kianne took her place in the command chair, trying not to look uncomfortable there.

"Match it," she commanded to her helmsman. "And what's chasing her?"

"Unidentified craft; not in any of our records," was the reply.

"On screen."

The elegant form of the Saratoga traced across the view screen, pursued by an x-shaped alien craft.

"Pretty rash if they think they can outrun a Sovereign-class ship," Ki commented wryly. "Shields up. Hail the Saratoga and let them know we're coming up from the flank. Then let's get into phaser range."

The small Defiant-class ship streaked through the void of space, coming in toward the other two starships at an angle. Ki watched with an expert eye, then suddenly issued new orders.

"On second thought, bring us around. Take us between the two. Get in front of that alien ship."

"We'll probably be fired upon," her second-in-command warned.

Ki smiled grimly. "We won't be there for long."

The crew followed her instructions without hesitation, bringing the Amato up behind the Saratoga, crossing behind in its wake.

"Deploy Anti-Matter Mines," Ki ordered at just the right moment.

Homing mines were splayed out into the darkness of space as the Amato quickly wheeled about and changed direction, coming into a course that brought it on a parallel path with the Saratoga. Almost breathlessly the crew watched as the mysterious x-shaped ship came within range of the mines, and then continued on through.

"The mines had no effect, Captain."

"What!?"

"Captain I am reading an approaching ship matching our vector..."

"Identification? Mr. Styles?"

It's the Amato Sir, she is coming in.

Connor watched intently as the Amato spun into position and let loose a set of mines, but then he noticed grimly that not one of those mines attached to the attacking ship...

He did notice that the Amato had drawn the attention of their attacker. Green beams lanced out again and again pummeling the little ship.

Full about Mr. Styles... Weapons?

Aye sir?

Get me a phaser lock on that ship.

"Science, anything on communications?"

Negative Captain but I am reading two more ships inbound matching the configuration of our friend out there...

Tactical... Shields are at 65% and rising sir?

Ship to Ship now...

This is Captain Connor Macleod of the USS Saratoga you have fired on friendly vessels conducting an astrometeric survey of this space we ask that you cease your attack and allow us to leave peacefully...

No response sir...

Cycle it on all frequencies...

The Saratoga wheeled about her shields flashing as the energy reasserted itself.

Ship to Ship...

Kianne flicked into view.

Hello Captain, May I ask how you are?

The deck shuddered behind her as they spoke...

Mr. Styles target the aft section of the X ship ...

Cassie, can you get that ship to follow u closer to me?

Connor waited for an answer a plan forming in his mind...

Ki looked at the miniature monitor showing the location of the X ship. "Oh, I don't think that will be difficult at all," she chuckled in response to Connor's query.

"Navigation, change course 30 degrees, bring us closer to the Saratoga."

Her navigator, a rather young ambitious man, grinned. "I'm on it, Captain."

The Amato wheeled about and began carefully closing in on the Saratoga, for the moment ignoring the beams from the X ship that were striking her shields as the Amato had only forward-mounted phasers, not rear....

Stardate 00102000.6

The USS Saturn, Akira class, is on a routine patrol in the inner security ring around the sol system.

- Personal log-

We are patrolling the sector 1-2 as always. And as always there happen nothing. Nothing ever happens in this area. The crew is bored and only the minimum personal is on station. Every one hopes to receive a position on another ship as I do too.

- End of log

"Commander Walker, incoming message from the Starfleet command" sounds the com watch

"On the screen, Captain to the bridge" Commander Walker turned to the screen to hear the new orders

"What's happened number one?" Captain Torma asked through the communicator

"New orders from Starfleet command" Commander Walker answered.

"Handle this, I am busy at the Holodeck"

"Aye captain" Walker replied and turned to the screen. "Lets see what they want from us now. I hope something more interesting.

- Open File

Order 1549564 secret

Fly to the outpost Rubicon Gamma 7, Korok System, Sector Beta 7 and pick up a passenger and freight. New orders there

- end file

"Navigation set a course maximum warp"

Cassie we are going to pass close... Very close indeed... Once I get within 1000 meters I want you to wheel and fire your phasers on my mark...

The Saratoga shot towards the Amato each crew was ready...

Ready... MARK!!!!

Crimson beams shot forth from the Saratoga as her phasers delved into the enemy ships hull... 5 silver bright spheres quantum torpedoes streaked towards the enemy ship.

SIR!!! Enemy ships have breached this sector...

Pour it on Mister Styles...

Tactical... Give me any ships that can make it here in the next 8 hours...

Sir the USS Saturn is in range...

Send to the Saturn... Alien attack, we need assistance... Macleod USS Saratoga...

Cassie we are outnumbered now ideas?

***RED ALERT*** ***RED ALERT*** Commander Walker wakes up looking around what is happen "Red Alert" he thought, that's the first time in the Saturn if it is no a training.

Bridge, this is Commander Walker I on my way. What has happened?" Walker ran to the bridge.

When he reached the Bridge everything is fine. "Sir incoming message from the USS Saratoga. We received only: alien attack need assistance." Walker looked for the Captain, but he is not on the bridge. "Is the Captain informed?" "Yes, but he is in the Holodeck, we shall handle this." "Damn, so Macleod is in troubles?" Walker step to the navigator "Steve, how long until we arrive the station?" "5 hours" Navigator Steve Miller response "Hmm, and a direct course to the Saratoga in Beta gamma 5 sector, how long will we need there?" "Our ship is not the youngest. We can make it in 8.30 or 8.45 hours. But near outpost Rubicon Gamma 7 is a wormhole to sector Beta Gamma 4 and from there we need only 2 hours to the Saratoga"

"OK we make it that way. Com, send a message to the outpost. If the passenger and the freight are so important, they should send a shuttle to the wormhole, we take them over there. Engine room, can we get a little more speed?"

Walker sat down at the computer console to prepare a little combat drill before they reach the hot zone.

"I think we have seen enough here. Weapons officer, Set our R type plasma for enveloping, and the two S types on overload".

The weapons officer looked stunned. "We are to assist the federation in their battle then Commander? If those alien ships can hold their own against a Sovereign class Star Ship, and a Defiant class vessel, I do not know what we hope to accomplish with aiding them in a Killer Hawk Heavy Cruiser. I would advise assisting the aliens myself".

The commander smirked, for this thought of course already came to his own mind. "You have your orders mister, we are Romulans, and though we do not always see eye to eye with the federation on all things, they do show great honor and valor in a battle. Now shields full front, and come around heading for their forward shield, and open a frequency to the Federation vessels."

"Hail Federation vessels, I am Commander Ninaro commanding the RIS Subjugator. We are here to assist in any way you may see fit".

With that The Subjugator shimmered into view off the port side of the Saratoga and fired a full volley of plasma at her aggressors. The plasma torpedoes slowly coasted towards the prey before suddenly slamming into the alien ship.

"Status on the alien vessel?" Ninaro asked.

"Sir, the ship seems to be "healing" itself. Any damage we caused will be repaired in a matter of minutes! Mayhap we should have chose sides more wisely"

"Ahh but we did mister, we did just that"

Cassidy habitually stood up, as if standing would give her a better view of the monitor screen. "I've only one idea, and it's not a very creative one," she responded to Connor. "We'll have to hit them from multiple sides and strain their shields as much as possible. And do an awful lot of praying."

With that she gave her navigator commands to carry their vessel away slightly from the Saratoga, separating the enemy's fire as well as allowing the Amato to strike from another angle entirely. A hailstorm of pulsing phaser fire lanced out from the Amato, pattering on multiple enemy ships.

"Captain, we've got a new ship on our sensors," one of her crew spoke up suddenly. There was a pause, then, almost in disbelief, "It's a Romulan ship. And it seems to be helping us."

Ki stared, and then shook her head. "This gets more interesting by the minute."

Romulans? What are they doing here...

Never mind...

Styles hail they romulan ship... send to them that we have a idea and we would appricate any assistance...

The Sartoga shook and shuddered...

Command Dae'Taren Our weapons seem to have been a bit ineffective perhaps you will have better luck if we...

SIR!!!!

Macleod looked up? Report mister...

The three ships have just formed into one... They are focusing a beam onto the bird of prey...

COMMANDER!!! Evasive...

Suddenly the three ships fired one massive blast directly at the bird of prey... A withering beam of energy and light...

Styles move us to 113 mark 5...

Sir, that is in the beam?

Aye... Mister do it now...

The Sartoga shot forward her massive warp engines and shields sparkling...

Now Mister Styles maximum warm right up the beam on my mark... Do not enter the beam just travel up it like skiing...

The Sartoga skated up the beam of energy to its apex...

FIRE!!! Target the origin of that beam... Quantum torpedoes full spread!!!

6 Torpedoes lanced thru space towards their target... At the silver beam danced over the bird of prey!

The Withering beam seemed to reach out and grab hold of the Romulan starship. The Subjugator's hull seemed to pulse with a sickish dim greenish aura that gave the illusion of twisting and bending the ship. The crew was violently thrown forward as their ship was suddenly stooped in space.

"SIR!!, all systems are at 73% and decreasing at an alarming rate! That alien ship is literally feeding off our mains! We WILL be dead and helpless in space before long!"

"Ekau" Dae'Taren directed his attention to the communications officer, "send a secure message to the Talon and the Osprey operating near here. I do not want the High Command to get involved in this!"

The commander of the Subjugator turned his attention to his tactical officer. "Status on Plasma Torpedoes Ronik?"

"No power to our torpedo systems sir, only minor phaser power left"

Tal'Neris, the science officer spoke up. "Sir it is safe to assume that if they are feeding off our systems, the phaser energy would be somewhat ineffective, I suggest we...."

Suddenly with a bright explosion the beam holding the ship released its hold and the Romulan ship violently resumed its course speeding past the alien vessel.

"HARD TO PORT" Dae'Taren ordered. "Get us behind that ship and all stop! Tal'Neris What happened? Damage report!"

The science officer reported, "All systems coming back online sir, only minor feedback to the number two phaser. They seem to have let us go!

"With a little coaxing from the federation" Syth, the helmsman mumbled under his breath.

"What are they waiting for? Why don't they attack" Ronik said, "they are not heavily damaged, and their ship is repairing itself at an alarming rate"

"They are playing with us, nothing more" Tal'Neris explained

"Com, put me through to the commanders of these Federation vessels, Let us see what they know about this alien. Mayhap we can find its weakness"

"Sir, Commander Walker of the Saturn, and Captain Macleod of the Saratoga."

Captain Cassidy assigned her crew to continue dancing about the aliens and barraging them with fire while she concentrated on the view screen.

The captain of the Romulan ship had hailed them, evading small talk in favor of cutting directly to the chase and asking about any weaknesses or other information to be had on this alien presence.

"Well, the mines didn't affect them, so that indicates the ships are organic somehow," Ki mused. "Anyone have any viruses or bio-weapons?"

Come about to 113 mark seven...

Captain we are being hailed from the Romulan ship...

On screen...

Commander Dae'Taren? I assume?

*The bridge of the Sartoga pitched in the background... Macleod kept his footing...*

The Aliens? We do not know anything except they are organic and seem to heal at an alarming rate. We have had no communication and seemingly they are just trying to ascertain our abilities...

SIR!! The aliens are forming a wormhole, I am reading huge energy spikes...

All ships we must close that worm hole at all costs....

Send to USS Saturn situation becoming unattainable request further assistance...

* In the blackness of Space the Sartoga wheeled again her nacelles gleaming with pent up energy as her phasers and quantum torpedoes streaked thru the blackness to impact on the wormhole...

Bring us about... Status?

No change in the wormhole sir...

Mr. Styles.... Lets see what happens when we speed things up a bit... Prime a torpedo for a warp detonate...

SIR?!

You heard me mister... Warp nine on my mark...

NOW!!!

* The Sartoga blurred bending light and time as she jumped forward and at the apex of that warp jump a single torpedo was let loose... Its motion constant it hit the left most alien ship like a weapon itself plunging thru its shields and crashing into its hull... Detonating so close to both ships that the Sartoga was spun off her axis as the alien ship seemed to just evaporate into a cloud of energy...*

On the bridge Macleod tasted blood... He spat... STATUS!!!!

The Communications officer was dead. He could see that from her blackened body across the bridge consoles...

Damage Control to the bridge... Medical emergency...

Styles...?

Aye Captain...

Status?

Unknown seems that the alien backlash shorted out all systems temporality...

time to repair?

2 minutes...

This is not good...

* Outside in the blackness the Sartoga hung in space askew... Her nacelles dark...

And the two ships went looking for what killed their brothers.

"Connor!"

"Captain, the Saratoga's engines seem to be disabled. Aliens are hard in pursuit."

"I can see that," Cassidy acknowledged in a hurried tone. "Hard about! Bring us between the aliens and the Saratoga. We have to cover for it until they can repair their systems. Stanley, send a transmission, ask them if they need any crew or materials we can supply to help them recover. And don't let those phasers rest!"

Grimly gazing at the view screen, Ki watched as the Amato changed course, still lancing out beams whenever it had the chance.

The aliens were closing quickly...

"Humans seem so rash don't they?" Dae'Taren stated as he watched the high risk warp torpedo maneuver.

"SIR! The Federation ship seems to be in trouble, they seem to have suffered a complete system failure, they are dead and hopeless in space!"

"And more alien ships are closing in for the kill"

Dae'Taren stood from his chair "Helm bring us around 118 mark 4. Bring us between the Saratoga and the aliens.... That's right. Bring us right next to the Amato. I want nothing getting past us. Tactical, Fire at will, leave the phasers for defensive only."

Macleod was under the comm. station... The Sartoga pitched back and forth being buffeted by the few blasts that made it past the protecting ships...

STYLES! TIME...

1:42 Captain... but the warp engines were blown offline we will have impulse only...

Negative Mr. Styles... Initiate Emergency Warp Core restart... on my mark.... 5 4 3 2 1 MARK!

*** In the blackness that was space the Sartoga pitched and plumes of blue fire spat out her aft nacelles as matter and antimatter was mixed at a hurried rate...

*** Behind the enemy ships a blue portal opened and a huge alien ship came thru its size three times of the lesser ones... It immediately began pouring blue white beams into the Amato and the Romulan Warbird...

**Cut back to the Sartoga Bridge**

The screen flickered to life...

Tactical....

Aye Sir...

Hades!!

The huge ship took up most of the view screen...

Styles bearing 117 mark 9 bring us about...

Mr. James, status on the enemy shields?

Sir the enemy shields repel our Quantum torpedoes by their casings... It seems that just before impact the enemy uses a tractor beam and then detonates our torpedoes before they impact...This is why the high warp maneuver worked as the tractor beams could not lock on to the torpedoes

Send to all ships this information and then set our torpedoes for proximity detonate... Follow each torpedo with a full phaser blast...

** The Sartoga wheeled and her weapons came on line... Her shields flashed into life again...

Time?

1 min 20 seconds to weapons configuration...

ALL HANDS Brace for impact.... Time to give the favor back to those covering... Styles Status of systems...

83% and climbing sir...

Take us in....

"Computer, what can you say me about the outpost Rubicon Gamma 7?" Walker asked the ship computer. "A small biological research station to research the increasing of fertilization of new Colonies." -Ah that will be fine. I don't think we have to pick up any passengers- thought Walker. "Leave warp, maximum impulse to the hole." order Walker. At this moment Walker is interrupted from the com station. "Incoming transmission. A shuttle with 2 passengers and freight is waiting at the wormhole" "Dam. Ok transporter, beam them aboard, Miller bring us trough the wormhole and set direct course to the Amato. Engine room, I don't care what you do or how our engines look like, but I will be at the Amato in 90 min. Security bring our passengers to my room. Miller I am in my room" with this words Commander Walker leaves the bridge. "Commander, these are Prof. Lue and Dr. Stone" "Thank you. Welcome on board, I don't thought you will come. What can I do for you?" "Where is the Captain?" Prof Lue asked, "He is busy and can't be disturbed" Walker replied with an angry voice. "Then I will give you the new orders. We have developed a new Enhanced Phaser Focusing array for the Sovereign class. You have to bring us immediately to the weapon test center on Luna." "That will be impossible. We are on the way to help the Amato. We can test your array there under real battle conditions," Walker answered with a smile on his face. "You can go and check your device now. I send you my engineers to help you. Thank you" Walker touch his communicator "engineer Leyden, meet our passengers in the freight room 2 and prepare to install the device at the Amato. And look if you can improve our system after that plans. You have one hour time"

80 min later the USS Saturn nearly reached the battlefield. Commander Walker gives his final orders "Shields?" - "at 100%" "Phasers?" - "full loaded" "Torpedoes?" - "all launch tubes armed and locked" "Here are the orders when we arrive. Com, contact the Amato and get me the newest info. Science, scan the enemy with all scanners. Tactic, I want the position of everything out there. Nav, when we leave warp go to full impulse. Weapon, fire free when you have locked on an enemy ship. Go to red alert now, everyone on his post" The Saturn reached the battlefield.

5.... 4.... 3.... 2.... 1.... full impulse

**COLLISION ALLERT** **COLLISION ALLERT**

Cassidy staggered for a handhold as white beams lanced the Amato, rattling it. "Evasive maneuvers!"

The Amato turned almost as if in slow motion, finally moving out of the line of fire.

"Status report!" Ki snapped as soon as she had regained her footing.

"Shields to 89 percent," an officer reported. "Captain, the beams seem to have penetrated our shields at some points, but mostly reflected off our hull."

Ki smiled grimly. "That's what it was made for. What the heck fired on us?"

"A new ship which has joined the others. Same general readings, but it's at least three times larger than the others, Captain."

"Give me a visual." Ki stared grimly as the view screen shifted to show the giant alien ship. "I don't like the size of that thing. Connor, we're either going to have to get much heavier artillery, or get out of here." She turned her head toward communications. "Are the Saratoga's communications even working?"

"Captain, we're getting an incoming transmission," the com officer announced instead of replying. "It's the USS Saturn. They're responding to our distress calls."

"Grand," Ki murmured, although a little sarcastically. "Perfect timing."

"They're asking for an update on our situation, Captain."

"Well, let's see... What can we tell them quickly? A gigantic organic alien ship of unknown origin, the Saratoga is disabled, and there are Romulans aiding us. Make sure to tell them not to fire on the Romulan ship." Kianne turned to the rest of her crew. "Now, what are our chances of repeating the maneuver the Saratoga just executed?"

"Captain? Your orders? It looks like our old friends could use a little help down there."

Freya Aswynn surveyed the battlefield from their position just off the starboard bow of the largest of the alien ships. A mother of a thing that just pulled into the sector.

"This stinks Norin. It stinks to Valhalla and back. These ships could have destroyed The Saratoga and the rest long ago. What in the name of Odin are they waiting for?!" Freya twirled her braids violently.

Her first officer Norin, a smirk on his face, responded, "If I'd wanted a captain's position Sir, I would have killed you long ago and taken it."

Freya smiled, "No doubt my friend. Heh, no doubt." She scratched her head, her old dreadnaught type vessel; the Raven, although heavily upgraded, certainly would never match up to the Alien vessels. This much was clear. But if the vessels were not intent on destroying the Federation, oh and Romulan (She would need to figure that out later.), ships. What was their intent? Well, no matter, years of fighting with the Marquis had taught her that friends must always come first. "Besides", she thought to herself a smirk coming to her face, "Our science team can always question the body parts later."

"Norin, what are the odds of us punching even a temporary hole in their shields? I've got an idea."

"If we concentrated everything on one small area, we might be able to do it sir. There's no way of knowing until we try."

"Hmm, okay. What is the status of the new devices we installed on the shuttle crafts?"

"Operational sir. Our engineers hurried the final procedures as soon as we picked up the Saratoga's distress call. I figured you might need them."

Freya smiled and bowed slightly to Norin. If ever one was worthy of praise, "Right! Here's what I want you to do. Take three quantum torpedoes a piece and place them on each shuttle, then..."

"But sir," Norin interrupted, "Our shuttles can't fire torpedoes."

"Really Norin? Well, gee, thanks for the input. Please do it now. Thank you. Hey, HELM?!"

"Aye Captain?"

"Bring us within firing distance, right underneath the belly of that giant beast. Let's see if we can't shake the pillars of heaven a wee smidgen! Tactical, prepare to decloak on my mark!

Norin rolled his eyes, "I should'a stayed in bed today."

"And die sleeping old friend? I would never let it happen!" Freya smiled as the Raven moved into position.

In the voids of space an entity considers... I could not believe the moment I was forced out of the heavens from Krynn, thrown into the void, to drift among the other gods until we could find a new home. I had lost all that was important to me. I had lost my place. As my cousins next to me, we were children of Magic, without a world to take care of. Traveling through Space and Time, I had grown tired of this existence. A new chalenge had to be found. I had finally found a young world I could live and learn in. To experience the feeling of magic again, I decided to become mortal, in every way. Asking an Overlord, who watched over this small world, he allowed me this experiment. So I became mortal, traveling this new world in search of the one thing only mortals have. The chance to learn and grow... Meanwhile... "Right!" Freya tossed back her thick mass of curly red tresses, "Everyone ready to do this?"

"Oh, we are just dying from the anticipation of having our atoms scattered about the universe Captain!"

"Stifle that Norin. I'll not see my friends sacrificed to these ugly so and so's!" Norin eyed an apology while nodding grimly to the young lad on tactical. "Let's give these bastards something to think about! NOW!!"

The tactical officer had performed superbly. No sooner had the cloaking device come down with a low resonating hum, then a barrage of phaser fire and quantum torpedoes, focused on one small area, struck the belly of the large black alien vessel. Her shields absorbed, flared briefly, and then crackled as a small opening was revealed. Freya smiled as she watched on the view screen. "Eat this ugly! DROP OUR SHIELDS!! LAUNCH SHUTTLE CRAFT!! MAXIMUM SPEED!! PUSH THEM TO THEIR LIMITS!! DO NOT DECLOAK THEM UNTIL THEY ARE THROUGH THOSE SHIELDS!!"

The two tiny shuttlecraft rocketed towards the opening like two starved piranha bearing down on an afternoon snack. The Raven's phasers pummeled the opening in the alien vessels shields assuring that there would be nothing blocking the deadly payload. The nacelles on the overloaded shuttles began to spark and flame violently, leaving the only trace of their passing on their course to the enemy ship. They penetrated the hole in the shield and at the last second, "NOW!! DECLOAK THEM!! Heh heh. Knock! Knock! Can Johnny come out and play?"

The tiny packages of doom winked into existence mere fractions of a second before slamming into the underside of the black vessel; their engines exploding violently setting off the quantum torpedoes inside and rocking the alien ship. An explosion ripped their hull and the ship was thrown off its axis briefly before opening fire on the old, battle worn Dreadnaught.

The Raven reeled under the attack, her shields loosing power by the second. "Get us the hell out of range helm! NOW!!" Freya was thrown forward off her command chair. Norin quickly came to her aid helping her to her feet. "Damage report?"

"Shields are 60% and dropping fast Sir. All weapons systems online. Torpedoes 1 through 3 ready to go!"

"And the enemy ship?"

Thorin glanced at the view screen. The vessel was still firing on them, but did not appear to be pursuing. "I think they'll be feeling that in the morning Sir!"

"Good! Get us out of range of their fire, then radio Connor and the rest and tell them to target that big hunk o' tin. Let them know just what makes it cringe. And get those shield up to full strength Mr. Quanz!!"

"Aye Captain!" the chief engineer barked from the engine room.

"NORIN! NORIN!!"

"Um, right here Sir."

"Get me a shot of that Romulan ale you been stashing."

"Sir?"

"I've got a headache."

"Incoming status report" the com officer cry "Hell the romulans are on our side" -Strange things happen today- Commander Walker thought while viewing the screen to get an overlook what happen.

***COLLISION ALLERT***

"Nav full turn to the left, left engines full back, right engine full forward. I will have a circle on this position." Walker give his orders "Gunner have you seen what the old Dreadnaughts have done? Fire all lasers on one point and drill me a hole in that shield and then send half of the torpedoes through the hole which have to detonate on the surface of that ship and the second volley of torpedoes shall detonate behind the surface. Transporter room, beam our engineer, his team, the 2 passengers and their freight to the Amato as fast as possible." The Saturn fires all phasers into the rear shield of the small alien ship. All, except one laser beam, hit on one point slowly burning a hole into the shield. - Wow, I wonder what Leyden has done with our phasers. If the new device is better than this little improvisation, the Amato can do a lot more damage now.- "Fire torpedoes now and reload" While the phasers circle in turns to keep the hole open, the torpedoes head to the ship. The alien ship circled and closed with the Saturn to deal with the new threat. 4 torpedoes of the first wave and 2 torpedoes of the second wave pass the hole and explode on the surface of the alien. "Damage report of that ship" Walker asked, "we must have hit the engines, he is slower while maneuvering." "Keep firing torpedoes as long as we can keep the hole open," demand Walker "Sire, the phasers are overheating and loosing energy, we must give them time to recharge." "Keep on firing until the torpedoes are trough" This time 6 torpedoes can pass the shield, exploding inside. Large pieces of the hull are blown away, together with pieces of organic material which look like machine parts. "The enemy is firing now on us, Shields at 89% and still holding." "Miller bring us back to his back side" "Shields at 74%, going down faster" "All phasers on that point from where this beam come and then torpedoes behind them" In the same time, while the Saturn try to get out of the beam, they try to knock out the gun the same way they have damaged the engine. "Commander, we have beamed the engineers to the Amato. They are at work now" "Fine and now we put this thing out of the fight. Com, send to all ships how they can crack their shields. I hope they don't find out how to remodulate their shields. Science anything useful about that ships?"

"Weapons Status" Dae'Taren shouted over all the other noise from his ship. "Are my Plasma torpedoes ready yet?"

"Type F torpedoes loaded and ready, Type G torpedoes at 83% sir. Phasers at full defensive power and ready to fire at your word sir"

"Hold steady, I want a full volley. And how long before the Talon and the Osprey arrive?"

"They will be here any minute now sir!"

"Give them standing orders to attack that ship at will Ante-Tribune. Let us see how this creature likes the odds with seven ships fighting them!"

The alien ship whirled... Its hull scorched and its shields failing...

Suddenly a golden aurora surrounded it and it spun faster and faster... Dislodging energy bolt after energy bolt... A white beam drawing energy from the near star... Draining its life while repairing the alien...

All this occurred in seconds... Immediately following the attacks; then the alien exploded into Starlight as it went into high warp...

The drained star then died... Its last gasp of energy exploding outwards... Enveloping the unsuspecting ships....

Boom...

Impact time?

24 Seconds...

Time to warp engines on line?

22 Seconds...

Best Speed Mr. Styles...

The Sartoga hung in space watching the stars deadly energy spit forth... Knowing that if she could not avoid it she would be atoms... Dust...

Sir... There are minor fluctuations in the warp field,

too late... Best Speed turn us into the wave and full on shields and warp... nothing else...

** in the blackness of space the Sartoga turned into the wave her shields already flaring with renewed energy and defiance...

Warp Speed now!!!!

Her engines exploded into light as she raced forward... Warp 9 Sir... Wave is still catching us...

Increase speed...

Sir warp 10 has never been reached...

Then we do so now...

The hull strained and the Sartoga moaned as her hull creaked... Warp 10 sir... the wave is still approaching...

Move it Styles...

Warp 10.3 sir...

10.5

10.6

10.7

warp 11... The wave is not closing,

how long can we hold this speed?

3 more minutes

get us out of the way and send our escape vector to all ships.

The Sartoga sailed...

"Commander the star is exploding" Miller yell to the Commander. "Get us out of here, maximum warp" Commander Walker replied. The Saturn turns around and accelerates. "Speed?" "Warp 9,7" "engine room I want to have more speed" "We are at maximum speed. We have damaged some minor systems to get to the Saratoga as fast as possible." "Fine. Status Miller" "The wave is approaching slowly. Impact in about 28 seconds." "ALL HANDS PREPARE FOR IMPACT" with this words Walker sit down. "All energy to the engines and the shields" A few seconds later the wave reach the Saturn. The Saturn is shaken and spun around in the wave. The hull is crying and explosions are heard. Walker feel like it last hours until the wave passed the ship. But then they are through. "Status, damage report" "Here damage control, we have several hull breaks. Nothing big, we will have repaired it in 2 hours." "Here engine room, Warp down, we are reinitializing the matter/anti-matter reactor. Some plasma wires are broken. Time to repair this 20 min. Shield projectors damaged. Shields are at 70% only. Time to repair 3 hours." "Combat station, all weapons at 100%" "medic, 4 death, 2 heavy injured, some light injured" -This mean we are sitting ducks for a while- though Commander Walker "Incoming message from the Saratoga. We have their position" "com send them a status report. We will come when our engines are working again. When the warp is repaired, the Saturn head to the Saratoga while the crew is still repairing the other systems of their ship.

"Captain! The star--!"

Ki jumped up, then thought better of it and sat back down. "About face! Get us out of here, maximum warp!"

"Captain," her navigator spoke up as he obeyed the instruction, "we're not going to be fast enough to outrace that, even at warp speed...!"

Ki watched grimly as the Amato jumped into motion, the wave of the exploding star approaching steadily like an angry churning sea of light.

"Well, isn't this just peachy," she commented with a humorless smile.

"Captain, what should we do?" her crew asked, struggling to remain calm.

Cassidy's mind raced, then clicked. "Isn't there a wormhole near here?"

Her navigator blinked, and then checked the charts. "Yes, over in G122, H937..."

"Head for it," Ki commanded. "We'll use it to warp out of here. I don't care where it leads. It'll be better than here, and we can head back through as soon as this star has finished its thing."

The navigator altered the Amato's course with a grim expression. "I just hope we can get there in time...."

Tactical... where in blazes is that Alien ship headed in such a hurry...

Sector. Sir. It's headed for earth...

Blazes!!!

Helm, come about best speed... Get us to earth now!!

Sir even at maximum warp we will arrive 12.5 hours behind the alien ship...

Then we'll just have to go faster...

Warp speed now!!!

*** The Sartoga flashed into Warp Brilliance as the Race for earth began.

"Sir, message from the Saratoga. The Alien ship is heading for earth. The Saratoga will reach earth 12.5 hours behind the alien." "Send a warning to earth and all ships and outposts on the way. They shall stop the alien outside the solar system. Warn them that they perhaps can ignite stars. Send this until you get a response."

10min later an answer come back from the star fleet command "The fleet is on condition red and all ships are out there to stop the alien. Come back immediately."

"Miller, set course to earth, maximum warp" Walker give his new order.

"Where are we?"

Ki stood up again, gazing at the view screen although it could tell her nothing. The space shown was silent and still. Stars twinkled as tiny spots of light, little dots of nothingness on the screen.

"Ho boy, did we ever jump," came the response from her crew moments later. "We cleared three sectors, Captain. We're on the other side of Earth from where we started."

"Remind me that jumping into uncharted wormholes isn't a very bright idea," Cassidy joked. "Well, we can always jump back. Engineering, status report."

"Engines are currently unstable, Captain. We're working on them. That wormhole was not very gentle on our systems."

"Shields are at 48%," another crewmember reported. "I don't think we'll survive another trip through the wormhole until we make some repairs."

"So much for that," Ki chuckled. "Com, can you get a message to the Saratoga or the Saturn? We have to find out of everyone else survived that explosion."

Her communications officer nodded and went to work.

The Sartoga sped thru the blackness of space. On her bridge was a hive of activity...

Captain... Transmission from Pluto base...

On Screen...

Debris floated by and hulks of federation fighters... Their crushed nacelles spewing plasma...

Time to intercept?

34 minutes...

Get me Engineering...

Simmens... I need at least 10 more minutes... Can you get me warp 14?

Sir? She is under a huge strain now... If we push it we may never arrive at all...

Just push it...

The Saratoga's warp nacelles flared a brighter blue as she raced to get to an alien that was already in SOL system.

"Captain, we've received a transmission from the Saratoga," a crewmember reported.

Cassidy turned her head. "Report."

"The Saratoga is headed for Earth, Captain. At Warp, uh, thirteen point five..." The crewmember trailed off to stare in disbelief, then finally shook her head. "They say the aliens are on their way to Earth, or may already be there, given the timestamp on this transmission..."

Ki blinked. "Earth?" she repeated, and then laughed. "Well, we're already almost there. Helm, chart us a course to Earth. Let's give that alien ship a warm welcome. About nine hundred degrees warm..."

The Sartoga burst out of warp... Streams of multicolored light flying behind her...

Hard about... All weapons fire...

Quantum torpedoes streaked thru space pummeling the alien ship... Phaser after Phaser streaked into her...

Astrometeric... Rig me a Near Warp blast thru the deflector dish...

Weapons keep at it...

**The Sartoga bucked and shuddered as the alien gave back as good as they got... A huge deck plate ripped off her hull as alien beams played across it.

And still it advanced towards earth

"How long to the sol system?" "30 min Commander" "Officers meet me at my room"

A few moments later the officers hold a meeting at Commander Walkers room to discuss a new tactical attack.

"Here is my plan. The mother ship has strong shields and can track our torpedoes when they approach. Carlos, what did our scanners say how they track them?" "It seems that they track the engine impulse and the motion towards the ship and then they use their tractor beam to push them away." "Lt Koga bring all torpedoes we have left to the transportation room. Arm them. When we reach earth, we move between earth and the alien ship and set a collision course. We fire all lasers on the front shields to blind their front scanners. Shortly before we collide we beam the torpedoes in front of their shields and ignite them in waves. 10 per wave with 2 seconds delay per wave. I hope the first and second wave blast a whole in the shield and the rest go trough. If they are near enough in front of the shields and they can't track them, it is too late for them to use their tractor beam. All clear? OK dismissed, you have your orders"

With these orders the Saturn prepare for battle

The Sartoga was in a life and death struggle... Beam after beam flared against her shields...

**Captain she's packing quite a wallop**

Hold your course Mr. Styles...

All weapons fire!!

Phaser and quantum torpedoes lanced into the darkness of space... Faster and faster... Still the alien held...

Warp beam now!!!

** In a flash the Sartoga expelled huge amounts of warp plasma directly into the shields of the enemy ship. Matter and Antimatter met and coalesced into a huge explosion... The alien shuddered and split sundering into a thousand different fragments...

One of those fragments impacted into the Sartoga shearing off her port nacelle...

**STATUS!!** Power lost sir. We are plummeting towards the lunar surface...

Time to impact?

3 minutes...

Get me Engineering...

Sir, Engineering does not respond seems we have lost the port nacelle and are spinning

Ship wide then...

ALL HANDS BRACE FOR PLANTARY IMPACT!!!!

**Spinning thru space the Sartoga fell

"All hand prepare for battle. All stations give me your status." Commander Walker get the answers from the stations. He is proud how fast they come from a crew, which prepares for its first big battle. -Aliens in the sol system- he thought -never thought that that could happen. Now we see the second reason, why we have a Starfleet. -

"Approaching SOL system in 30 sec," reports the Nav officer "Everyone knows the plan. Set course towards the alien, fire at will. Transportation room, beam the torpedoes when you have the exact coordinates."

The Saturn goes to impulse.

"Collision, many collisions shields at 91% going slowly down"

"These fragments are from the alien ship. It is destroyed. The earth defense must have done it."

"Bring us out of this area. Nav, standard patrol course through the sol system. Look out for rescue pods."

"SIR, the Saratoga lost control. They are spinning towards the moon. Impact in 2 min." "Miller fly to the Saratoga, full impulse. Stabilize them with our tractor beam on an circle course round the moon" "Too late. Our tractor beam can only slow them down in this short time. We need 1 more minutes or one more ship to catch them before impact. The only thing we can do is to slow them down and beam out the crew." responded Miller

"Do so"

Captains Personal Log...

It has been two days since Commander Walker of the Saturn rescued my crew and myself.

The Sartoga was a complete loss but the alien threat was stopped. Walker has set a course for Starbase one where we all can rest and refit.

As for the other ships that helped us in combat with the alien, I know very little about their whereabouts. We were lucky out of the entire crew only 43 were lost. But that is such a bittersweet number. 43 lives lost because we were not ready.

And the Valiant Sartoga will one day be a memorial for us all of the battles and the times of Star Fleet.

I have been recalled to Star Fleet Command headquarters possibly for reassignment or perhaps something else. All I know now is that I am a Captain without a ship. That is enough...

End Log entry...

And in the void of space an entity thought...

After entering this world, I realized the first mistake I had made. I had underestimated the power of being mortal. The Power to grow, to learn, to feel. It gripped me like a whirlwind, slapping the winds of reality into my face. Ahh, what an experience it was, to feel what I had thought weaknesses. They were actually strengths. I realized I had always envied the mortals.
The first ones I met showed me exactly what I had thought I knew of them. Greedy, conniving, untrustworthy, but then I met a man, who believed in something, and with him were others. Mortals who believed that the strength of one, could never stand up to the strength of many. I saw the courage and will to fight for what they believed in mirrored in each of their faces, and I felt drawn towards them. They called themselves the Royal Black Watch, and their leader was a Connor Macleod. I have learned what it means to have Honor and friendship.
I salute all my new friends, and raise my sword in their names. Nuitary's magic is now theirs.