I haven't yet decided which season this takes place in, so I've left which
Dax I'm referring to open for the time being.
If I've misspelled any of the character names, then I apologize.
I'm hoping I got the description of the transport ship right. It's the space equivalent of a passenger airplane.
Legal Stuff: I don't own any of the DS9 characters, ships and planets, they are copyright Paramount pictures and the producers of DS9. No copyright infringement is intended. I'm just having a little fun by getting out an idea I had in my head and using Deep Space 9 as a vehicle for that idea.
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The civilian transport ship oregano cruised silently through space. Its sleek gray curved hull was build for speed, allowing it to match all but the fastest of ships. Three rows of windows on either side of the ship provided much of its illumination in the otherwise cold dark vacuum of space. An elegant pair of glowing blue nacelles was attached to the slightly shorter but thicker similarly shaped drive section.
With a view primarily provided by a trio of windows at the forefront of the ship, the three-person flight crew guided the ship through her journey between systems.
The captain's chair was towards the rear center of the small circular bridge. His crew manned two well-lit consoles behind him, one to the right, one to the left.
Rubbing his brown goatee, the captain checked readout beside him, noticing something strange on the sensors. Getting up, he walked over to a series of consoles behind his two officers. Normally such consoles would be manned, but on a routine mission such as this, they didn't have the manpower. Typing a series of commands in, he looked at a more detailed readout, his blue eyes going wide with confusion.
"What is it sir?" his first officer, a human woman a little shorter then he, her long flowing yellow blonde hair contrasting sharply with his shaved head. She normally stood to the left of his chair and was responsible for communications and navigation.
Turning to her, he pointed to the readouts. The bright display screen showed their course from one system with a red sun to another with a yellow sun via a line between the two. It indicated they were almost halfway there. Short-range sensors showed the area within an AU of them, indicating that something appeared to be following.
"Any idea what it could be?" the young woman asked, her deep blue eyes wide with concern and the tone of her voice soft.
"I'd say it's a cloaked ship but this route isn't anywhere near the Klingon or Romulin space. Can we get more detailed scans of it?" he asked.
"We'd need to drop out of warp to do so," his science officer, a tall man that towered over both him and the commander.
"Very well, take us out of warp and run detailed scans. If someone is following us, I want to know who it is," the captain responded.
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The ship's cabin had three rows of seats; each row has two comfortable and spacious seats that could be converted into a bed for longer trips. Most of the passengers of this trip were human. Two people, a man and a woman sat halfway down the row on the starboard side.
"You've been to this resort planet before, what's it like?" the woman asked after looking out the window at the streaking stars.
"Well Joyce, it's hard to describe with words. The entire planet is covered in a beautiful temperate forest with all sorts of wildlife. The resort is huge and you can do almost any activity you can imagine including hiking, swimming, mountain climbing and dozens of sports. They have birds with a call said to be one of the most beautiful sounds in the quadrant," the man answered.
Joyce was about to answer when the stars stopped streaking as the ship dropped out of warp.
"Hey Richard, any idea why we've dropped out of warp?" she asked.
Running his right hand though his thick medium length chestnut hair, Richard looked out the window.
"I'm honestly not sure. Want me to ask one of the attendants?"
The ship suddenly began to shake, dishes rattled and everyone hung on with concerned looks in their faces. As alert klaxons sounded and the lights dimmed, everyone sitting next to a window looked out to see something approaching above the ship. The cabin was soon filled with the sounds of people trying to figure out what was happening.
Above the transport, a massive ship with a slightly rounded navy blue hull, wings nearly as large as it was wide that curved back menacingly, few windows and four nacelles, two on top, two on the bottom loomed over the ship, matching its speed and course. The attacker was easily 20 times the size of the transport. As soon as it was directly above them, it locked on a blue tractor beam that completely enveloped the ship.
On the bridge, the captain sat in his chair staring at the view screen at the sight before them.
"We have to break free of that beam. Megan, take us to full impulse, Donny, did you get the distress call out?"
"I'm trying sir but there is considerable interference from that ship,"
"Do what you can. Megan, full impulse now!"
The red impulse engines at the back of the oregano's main hull glowed brightly; unfortunately, she didn't move very far and was shaking considerable from the attempt. Alarms were blaring on the bridge as sparks flew from a console from the far right side.
"Captain, if we don't disengage, we'll be torn apart!" Megan yelled.
"All stop; Donny lock phasers on that tractor emitter and hit it with everything we have!"
Donny complied, the phaser emitters situated at the sides of the transport letting loose. Unfortunately, they both struck shields, the blue bubble glowing as if mocking them.
"Damn, their shields too powerful. You'd need a warship's firepower to get through!" Donny responded.
The speakers of the ship were suddenly filled with the booming and low- pitched voice of their attacker commander.
"This is commander Ji'Vek of the imperial cruiser Li'Vek, surrender or be destroyed!" he demanded.
"This is Captain Steve Raffield of the federation transport oregano. We are a civilian ship transporting passengers, we are not a threat to you," he said, motioning Megan to mute the transmission so the commander wouldn't hear what he was going to say next. "Donny, any luck getting that distress call out?"
"I think so sir but it's likely badly garbled," Donny responded. The ship suddenly shuddered and he had to grab onto the railing to keep from being knocked down.
"All right then, we'll assume help is on the way. Raise the commander again," he ordered. "Commander, you are committing an act of war against the Federation. Release your tractor beam at once!"
There was no response. The ship shuddered heavily, sparks flying from several consoles. In the back, Richard and Joyce were holding hands as they looked on in concern. The cabin hadn't of sustained much damage but the fear in the faces of each passenger was evident.
Both Richard and Joyce suddenly felt light headed as they along with everyone else were enveloped by a blue transporter beam, leaving the transport empty as the larger ship released its tractor beam and flew away into the darkness of space.
If I've misspelled any of the character names, then I apologize.
I'm hoping I got the description of the transport ship right. It's the space equivalent of a passenger airplane.
Legal Stuff: I don't own any of the DS9 characters, ships and planets, they are copyright Paramount pictures and the producers of DS9. No copyright infringement is intended. I'm just having a little fun by getting out an idea I had in my head and using Deep Space 9 as a vehicle for that idea.
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The civilian transport ship oregano cruised silently through space. Its sleek gray curved hull was build for speed, allowing it to match all but the fastest of ships. Three rows of windows on either side of the ship provided much of its illumination in the otherwise cold dark vacuum of space. An elegant pair of glowing blue nacelles was attached to the slightly shorter but thicker similarly shaped drive section.
With a view primarily provided by a trio of windows at the forefront of the ship, the three-person flight crew guided the ship through her journey between systems.
The captain's chair was towards the rear center of the small circular bridge. His crew manned two well-lit consoles behind him, one to the right, one to the left.
Rubbing his brown goatee, the captain checked readout beside him, noticing something strange on the sensors. Getting up, he walked over to a series of consoles behind his two officers. Normally such consoles would be manned, but on a routine mission such as this, they didn't have the manpower. Typing a series of commands in, he looked at a more detailed readout, his blue eyes going wide with confusion.
"What is it sir?" his first officer, a human woman a little shorter then he, her long flowing yellow blonde hair contrasting sharply with his shaved head. She normally stood to the left of his chair and was responsible for communications and navigation.
Turning to her, he pointed to the readouts. The bright display screen showed their course from one system with a red sun to another with a yellow sun via a line between the two. It indicated they were almost halfway there. Short-range sensors showed the area within an AU of them, indicating that something appeared to be following.
"Any idea what it could be?" the young woman asked, her deep blue eyes wide with concern and the tone of her voice soft.
"I'd say it's a cloaked ship but this route isn't anywhere near the Klingon or Romulin space. Can we get more detailed scans of it?" he asked.
"We'd need to drop out of warp to do so," his science officer, a tall man that towered over both him and the commander.
"Very well, take us out of warp and run detailed scans. If someone is following us, I want to know who it is," the captain responded.
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The ship's cabin had three rows of seats; each row has two comfortable and spacious seats that could be converted into a bed for longer trips. Most of the passengers of this trip were human. Two people, a man and a woman sat halfway down the row on the starboard side.
"You've been to this resort planet before, what's it like?" the woman asked after looking out the window at the streaking stars.
"Well Joyce, it's hard to describe with words. The entire planet is covered in a beautiful temperate forest with all sorts of wildlife. The resort is huge and you can do almost any activity you can imagine including hiking, swimming, mountain climbing and dozens of sports. They have birds with a call said to be one of the most beautiful sounds in the quadrant," the man answered.
Joyce was about to answer when the stars stopped streaking as the ship dropped out of warp.
"Hey Richard, any idea why we've dropped out of warp?" she asked.
Running his right hand though his thick medium length chestnut hair, Richard looked out the window.
"I'm honestly not sure. Want me to ask one of the attendants?"
The ship suddenly began to shake, dishes rattled and everyone hung on with concerned looks in their faces. As alert klaxons sounded and the lights dimmed, everyone sitting next to a window looked out to see something approaching above the ship. The cabin was soon filled with the sounds of people trying to figure out what was happening.
Above the transport, a massive ship with a slightly rounded navy blue hull, wings nearly as large as it was wide that curved back menacingly, few windows and four nacelles, two on top, two on the bottom loomed over the ship, matching its speed and course. The attacker was easily 20 times the size of the transport. As soon as it was directly above them, it locked on a blue tractor beam that completely enveloped the ship.
On the bridge, the captain sat in his chair staring at the view screen at the sight before them.
"We have to break free of that beam. Megan, take us to full impulse, Donny, did you get the distress call out?"
"I'm trying sir but there is considerable interference from that ship,"
"Do what you can. Megan, full impulse now!"
The red impulse engines at the back of the oregano's main hull glowed brightly; unfortunately, she didn't move very far and was shaking considerable from the attempt. Alarms were blaring on the bridge as sparks flew from a console from the far right side.
"Captain, if we don't disengage, we'll be torn apart!" Megan yelled.
"All stop; Donny lock phasers on that tractor emitter and hit it with everything we have!"
Donny complied, the phaser emitters situated at the sides of the transport letting loose. Unfortunately, they both struck shields, the blue bubble glowing as if mocking them.
"Damn, their shields too powerful. You'd need a warship's firepower to get through!" Donny responded.
The speakers of the ship were suddenly filled with the booming and low- pitched voice of their attacker commander.
"This is commander Ji'Vek of the imperial cruiser Li'Vek, surrender or be destroyed!" he demanded.
"This is Captain Steve Raffield of the federation transport oregano. We are a civilian ship transporting passengers, we are not a threat to you," he said, motioning Megan to mute the transmission so the commander wouldn't hear what he was going to say next. "Donny, any luck getting that distress call out?"
"I think so sir but it's likely badly garbled," Donny responded. The ship suddenly shuddered and he had to grab onto the railing to keep from being knocked down.
"All right then, we'll assume help is on the way. Raise the commander again," he ordered. "Commander, you are committing an act of war against the Federation. Release your tractor beam at once!"
There was no response. The ship shuddered heavily, sparks flying from several consoles. In the back, Richard and Joyce were holding hands as they looked on in concern. The cabin hadn't of sustained much damage but the fear in the faces of each passenger was evident.
Both Richard and Joyce suddenly felt light headed as they along with everyone else were enveloped by a blue transporter beam, leaving the transport empty as the larger ship released its tractor beam and flew away into the darkness of space.