Chapter Three: Needing Help
"So far nothing". It was too good to be true, another ship, if they could pool their knowledge, and maybe escape this bloody hellhole. When Captain Frank Lorenzo has received the distress signal, he had almost jumped for joy.
"Wait, something's cropping up on Long Range, yes, it's a probe," said the Ensign. Frank punched the air in triumph.
"Wheel it in" he ordered. A beam of blue light shined over the probe, and it was taken into the ship. Frank's science officer was waiting down by the bay to access it.
"Captain, the probe has kept a straight course from bearing 64 point 242" came the Officers voice of the COMM.
"Ensign, make a heading bearing at those co-ordinates and engage at impulse" ordered Frank "And open hailing Frequencies" a small box came up, the face looking at him was a handsome, young face who looked like he knew what he was doing.
"Yes Captain?" came the Mans voice.
"We have intercepted one of your probes, we are heading towards you at full impulse" Replied Frank. The man grinned.
"I shall inform the captain at once" replied the man.
John Parnell looked across the view screen at the old man in the captain's chair.
"Thank you" said Lorenzo. And the image disappeared. John stood up and said
"Run'Vok, you have the bridge". John walked over to the captain's quarters. He rang the bell and heard the voice of his captain say
"Enter". John walked and watched as his Captain, who was sat on a chair, swayed his hand to the music. John felt a little more relaxed.
One of those plans is put into motion. Ever vessel begins to scan for a federation warp signature. Every mind focuses on its duty, for the collective. Soon a small bleep begins to fade into a large vessel on sensors. A single Cube begins to heads towards the vessel, it is then joined by a few more vessels, which appear in a flash of green light. And follow the cube.
"Captain, a Borg vessel has just come into sensor range, correction , several vessels"
The vessels alight near the smaller Federation vessel.
"We are the Borg, lower your shields and surrender your ship, you biological and technological distinctiveness shall be added to our own, you culture will adapt to service us, resistance is futile"
Several green beams of light fall on the Federation ship, with in minute's parts of the ship glow green. No more then ten minutes later, the ship is under Borg control.
"Well find them, if they activated the WH system the debris should have gone somewhere, even if it's in klingon or romulan space." Said the admiral. Admiral Vencher was getting tired and frustrated, a Telum class warship does not just disappear.
"Please Admiral, we have every spare ship we've got looking" came the Captains voice
"I don't care" shouted the Admiral, slamming his fist on the table "My son and over 200 other men and woman are on that ship"
"I know Admiral" whined the Captain "but we might have to accept that the Jaguar was destroyed"
"NO, if it was destroyed the debris would of floated somewhere had been detected by our sensors, if the used the WH system they would head for somewhere well armed and in Federation space, we would know by now" shouted the Admiral. The Captain knew how frustrated Admiral Vencher was, from what he'd heard his wife had been killed by the Maquis. And it seems his son was the only person he had left.
"I just made a public announcement to the crew, they seemed to take it very well, but that was the people who came to see me anyway" said David.
"Well Captain Lorenzo should be here some time" said John "sir, what if..." he broke off, then regained some confidence "what if were stuck here?"
"I'm not going to think about that just yet, I'm still hoping off getting us out of here" replied the Captain, there was a short silence. Amadeus came bounding over and hopped onto John's foot, John picked him up and idly stroked him.
"I bet it will be on the headline of Sol, 'crew of the Jaguar gone missing'" said John, trying to start up a conversation. David snorted.
"Not exactly what I wanted to go down famous for" said David "but at least its better then 'Crew of the Jaguar assimilated, many families left devastated', that wouldn't with the moral of the Federation much. So what should we do? Were stuck in space where there's no way to plot a map because there's no starts or anomalies. Its like there's nothing here".
"Maybe here something will grow from nothing, maybe some microbe will be here and evolve, or maybe a massive wormhole might take a moon, or a tiny planet with it" said John
"There's nothing here, here in..." David paused thinking of a suitable name for this area of space.
"Sector 000?" offered John. David grinned, that sounded good.
"Sir, the Pawson has just come into Long Range Sensors" came a voice over COMM.
"Were on out way" said David. They both stood up and headed for the bridge. When they got there the grinning face of Captain Lorenzo was already on the view screen.
"She's a fine vessel, not any configuration I've ever seen" he said.
"Nope, she's one of a kind, Telum class warship, flag ship as well" said David.
"Well, that makes your situation a bit worse, if an extremely fine crew can't get of here" replied Lorenzo. A few of the Bridge crew of the Jaguar turned to each other looking uneasy.
"I'm still hoping to get my crew out Captain Lorenzo"
"Please, call me Frank" said Lorenzo.
"Er...alright" said David
"Now, we've tried everything we can think of to get out. Opening new wormholes, adapting the torpedoes, several experiments with warp, everything. Nothing we can think of can get us out" said Lorenzo.
"What do you suppose we do then?" asked John.
"I think we should pool our resources, scientists, information, databases! We maybe able to get out, if we cooperate. But that's a very big maybe though."
"Oh" said David "where shall we meet then, your vessel? Or mine"
"Yours, you may have updated and faster running computers then us" said Lorenzo.
"Alright, transport as many people as you think is necessary, and my Chief Science officer will meet you there" David Replied. Lorenzo nodded and the screen flickered off.
"Run'Vok, go to the transporter room..." but David didn't have enough time to make the order, Run'Vok was waiting expectantly by the turbolift. "well then, show them what are computers are made of". The Vulcan nodded as the lift went down.
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Being federation officer's tensions not too high. But it will build.
R & R
Elfman
"So far nothing". It was too good to be true, another ship, if they could pool their knowledge, and maybe escape this bloody hellhole. When Captain Frank Lorenzo has received the distress signal, he had almost jumped for joy.
"Wait, something's cropping up on Long Range, yes, it's a probe," said the Ensign. Frank punched the air in triumph.
"Wheel it in" he ordered. A beam of blue light shined over the probe, and it was taken into the ship. Frank's science officer was waiting down by the bay to access it.
"Captain, the probe has kept a straight course from bearing 64 point 242" came the Officers voice of the COMM.
"Ensign, make a heading bearing at those co-ordinates and engage at impulse" ordered Frank "And open hailing Frequencies" a small box came up, the face looking at him was a handsome, young face who looked like he knew what he was doing.
"Yes Captain?" came the Mans voice.
"We have intercepted one of your probes, we are heading towards you at full impulse" Replied Frank. The man grinned.
"I shall inform the captain at once" replied the man.
John Parnell looked across the view screen at the old man in the captain's chair.
"Thank you" said Lorenzo. And the image disappeared. John stood up and said
"Run'Vok, you have the bridge". John walked over to the captain's quarters. He rang the bell and heard the voice of his captain say
"Enter". John walked and watched as his Captain, who was sat on a chair, swayed his hand to the music. John felt a little more relaxed.
One of those plans is put into motion. Ever vessel begins to scan for a federation warp signature. Every mind focuses on its duty, for the collective. Soon a small bleep begins to fade into a large vessel on sensors. A single Cube begins to heads towards the vessel, it is then joined by a few more vessels, which appear in a flash of green light. And follow the cube.
"Captain, a Borg vessel has just come into sensor range, correction , several vessels"
The vessels alight near the smaller Federation vessel.
"We are the Borg, lower your shields and surrender your ship, you biological and technological distinctiveness shall be added to our own, you culture will adapt to service us, resistance is futile"
Several green beams of light fall on the Federation ship, with in minute's parts of the ship glow green. No more then ten minutes later, the ship is under Borg control.
"Well find them, if they activated the WH system the debris should have gone somewhere, even if it's in klingon or romulan space." Said the admiral. Admiral Vencher was getting tired and frustrated, a Telum class warship does not just disappear.
"Please Admiral, we have every spare ship we've got looking" came the Captains voice
"I don't care" shouted the Admiral, slamming his fist on the table "My son and over 200 other men and woman are on that ship"
"I know Admiral" whined the Captain "but we might have to accept that the Jaguar was destroyed"
"NO, if it was destroyed the debris would of floated somewhere had been detected by our sensors, if the used the WH system they would head for somewhere well armed and in Federation space, we would know by now" shouted the Admiral. The Captain knew how frustrated Admiral Vencher was, from what he'd heard his wife had been killed by the Maquis. And it seems his son was the only person he had left.
"I just made a public announcement to the crew, they seemed to take it very well, but that was the people who came to see me anyway" said David.
"Well Captain Lorenzo should be here some time" said John "sir, what if..." he broke off, then regained some confidence "what if were stuck here?"
"I'm not going to think about that just yet, I'm still hoping off getting us out of here" replied the Captain, there was a short silence. Amadeus came bounding over and hopped onto John's foot, John picked him up and idly stroked him.
"I bet it will be on the headline of Sol, 'crew of the Jaguar gone missing'" said John, trying to start up a conversation. David snorted.
"Not exactly what I wanted to go down famous for" said David "but at least its better then 'Crew of the Jaguar assimilated, many families left devastated', that wouldn't with the moral of the Federation much. So what should we do? Were stuck in space where there's no way to plot a map because there's no starts or anomalies. Its like there's nothing here".
"Maybe here something will grow from nothing, maybe some microbe will be here and evolve, or maybe a massive wormhole might take a moon, or a tiny planet with it" said John
"There's nothing here, here in..." David paused thinking of a suitable name for this area of space.
"Sector 000?" offered John. David grinned, that sounded good.
"Sir, the Pawson has just come into Long Range Sensors" came a voice over COMM.
"Were on out way" said David. They both stood up and headed for the bridge. When they got there the grinning face of Captain Lorenzo was already on the view screen.
"She's a fine vessel, not any configuration I've ever seen" he said.
"Nope, she's one of a kind, Telum class warship, flag ship as well" said David.
"Well, that makes your situation a bit worse, if an extremely fine crew can't get of here" replied Lorenzo. A few of the Bridge crew of the Jaguar turned to each other looking uneasy.
"I'm still hoping to get my crew out Captain Lorenzo"
"Please, call me Frank" said Lorenzo.
"Er...alright" said David
"Now, we've tried everything we can think of to get out. Opening new wormholes, adapting the torpedoes, several experiments with warp, everything. Nothing we can think of can get us out" said Lorenzo.
"What do you suppose we do then?" asked John.
"I think we should pool our resources, scientists, information, databases! We maybe able to get out, if we cooperate. But that's a very big maybe though."
"Oh" said David "where shall we meet then, your vessel? Or mine"
"Yours, you may have updated and faster running computers then us" said Lorenzo.
"Alright, transport as many people as you think is necessary, and my Chief Science officer will meet you there" David Replied. Lorenzo nodded and the screen flickered off.
"Run'Vok, go to the transporter room..." but David didn't have enough time to make the order, Run'Vok was waiting expectantly by the turbolift. "well then, show them what are computers are made of". The Vulcan nodded as the lift went down.
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Being federation officer's tensions not too high. But it will build.
R & R
Elfman