Star Trek: Shadow Force
Edition 1
The Diablo Factor
Mission log: we have been called back to Starfleet security's deep space headquarters for a security level red meeting of the Starfleet top brass. As of yet I'm not sure what to expect. As is protocol with these secret meetings we dropped out of warp a safe distance from the base and are now being towed by two Akira class starships to the station. From all the military traffic I'd say that something big is either about to or already has gone down. Maybe now my team will get some action.
(End log entry)
Stepping on to the bridge Phoenix Demingo felt for the first time in a long wile a genuine touch of anticipation, all this activity didn't go on unless something big is up, something so big that the head of Starfleet intelligence had called on the services of the admiralties most secret black operation unit, the Valkirin class Dark Raven and her crew. The bridge had only three small stations: helm, tactical and the command chair as well the large view screen that dominated the room. The screen its self could show multiple targets as well as ship and more importantly shields and weapon status all at once. The ship was around the same size as klingon bird of pray and was fitted with a cloaking device however its weapons and shields are far more advanced using the latest technological advances direct from the fleets science labs.
"Man I could fly rings around these slugs" relaxing Keno Malone swung round on his chair at the helm grinning.
"Where are the others?" asked Demingo settling in to his own chair.
"I think Chan, Resel and Mersha are in the armoury, Honel said she would be in her quarters and Namac is down in the engine room".
" Good now what's our E.T.A." "At this speed 20 minuets to the station but we'd be there in 5 if we flew in ourselves".
"Don't even think about it hot shot," warned Demingo "this time we play by the rules otherwise we could get stuck chasing Pointe's warp signatures along the neutral-zone again" he stopped and spun round at the sound of the door opening behind him to see lieutenant Honel take her station at tactical
"Lieutenant, glad you could join us".
"Thank you sir," replied Honel formally "I thought it would be best if I where to remain hear until we reach our destination sir" a faint smile drifted across each of there faces. The hulking shape of the station loomed ahead. The headquarters of Starfleet intelligence was a milling throng of activity, ships of all sizes darting back and forward, shuttles and pods transporting officers and members of the federation council to the top- secret facility.
Sitting in the admirals office Demingo felt as uncomfortable as he had during his days as a cadet, before he was assigned to the Special Forces unit. He hated Starfleet procedure and protocols but on his ship he was in control and usually given a free hand by Starfleet command. Admiral Munroe entered looking tired and stern, his uniform and hair dishevelled and looked as thou he had not shaved in days.
"Drink Demingo" started the admiral.
"No thank you sir" still he poured two and sat down across the desk from him.
"We have a problem" he paused to drain the glass in one "a big one, three days ago we received word that a transport ship the U.S.S. Diablo had not arrived at its destination, we sent a team to find out what happened to it. What they found was a smoking hull with every system and all the cargo stolen."
"Sounds like a typical piracy job sir".
"No you see, the Diablo was transporting a secret new drive system, a prototype Slicer drive with the ability to tunnel threw sub-space and allow ships to travel vast distances instantaneously just like travelling threw a worm-hole. The transport was also being protected by 4 other ships, the Nebula class Antilles and the Akira class Venture, Protious and Galactic. Our scout team reported no federation weapon signatures and found remains of all four ships.
"Meaning who or whom ever attacked them was able to destroy them before they could retaliate"
"Now do you understand the severity of the situation"?
"With that much firepower and this new drive they could become virtually unstoppable. Anyone claiming responsibility"?
"No, all the other powers are dining any involvement, and our agents haven't found out anything ether, we believe that it must be a small group operating independently our scout ship picked up remnants of a warp signature heading away from the site, all the data has been transferred to your ship. I want you to retrieve the Slicer drive by any means necessary, as usual you will operate outside the chain of command and if any of you are captured we will deny all knowledge of your mission and of yourselves. Your best bet of finding them would be to follow the supply ship Origin it will be transporting the interface components for the drive. Whoever raided the Diablo will need those to integrate the drive into there systems".
"What should I do if they show"?
"Assess the situation if you can disable them do so if not follow them and report to me for further instructions". Munroe stood up and fixed his uniform.
"My crew will be ready to depart in two hours sir"
"Good now I have to go brief the Federation council and Starfleet command on our current situation".
Back on his own ship Demingo could be totally in control. Having set out from the station and laid in an intercept coarse with the Origin the ship could pretty much handle it although Malone only ever left the helm to sleep and even that was only usually for an hour. The tiny mess hall was so cramped that most of the crew ate at their stations however Demingo always enjoyed the panoramic view from the massive windows.
"This seat taken" Honel's voice startled him as he spun round.
"Not at all" he replied calmly, from the outside they appeared to be two good friends who would suspect the truth "what can I help you with" She looked embarrassed for a moment "I'm worried"
"About the mission"
"Kind of I've been sensing it for some time a presence distant but somehow every ware stretching out over time and space"
"And you think it has something to do with what happened to the Diablo"?
"I'm sure of it" she replied coldly. As if deliberately Namac chose that moment to enter
"sir we're approaching the Origins position but sensors indicate that is not moving. Demingo leapt to his feet "we may be to late".
Slipping into his chair Demingo began to give his crew their orders " all hands battle stations, Malone drop out of warp; Honel raise shields, charge compound phaser canons, arm multi-phasic torpedoes; drop the cloak. Were going in" .the small ship came out of warp in to a full-fledged battle three galaxy class starships where bombarding a massive wedge shaped warship witch had attached itself to the origin dwarfing the supply ship. When suddenly two more wedge ships, around the same size as the galaxy class ships, appeared. One look at the ships told you they where alien and armed to the teeth. Turning their attention on the lead vessel they fired a fierce volley of energy blasts which cut thought the ships shields and tore through the hull of the star ship before the ship exploded leaving only floating debris. The Dark Raven dove in to battle cutting across the alien warships large axis spewing death. Inside the ship shook as it was struck by an energy blast "shields down to 86% and we lost our aft phaser canon" shouted Honel
"Fire torpedoes full spread, target there shields" ordered Demingo
"Torpedoes away" then shocked "no affect Another wave of blasts rocked the small ship as all three alien war ships now rounded on them. Honel recovering from the impact cried,
"Sir our weapons didn't put a dent in their armour. Shields down to 30% and we just lost warp drive"
"Raise clock, get us the hell out of here" ordered Demingo
"Were clocked" Honel replied then thankfully "the aliens are going to warp" Demingo sighed, "Make a note of their heading and contact Admiral Munroe" I'll take it in my quarters. The admiral looked much the same as he had two days earlier. He cut Demingo off before he could start
"I know what happened. I've been monitoring you from hear" he paused seemingly struggling with the order he was about to give " I'm sending a ship to pick you up and return you to the station, it seems the situation is more complex than anticipated". Abruptly the transition cut off, what did he mean? Who was commanding those warships?
"Well" Demingo thought "we'll know soon enough".
Coming soon
Edition 2 Deadly Alliance
Edition 1
The Diablo Factor
Mission log: we have been called back to Starfleet security's deep space headquarters for a security level red meeting of the Starfleet top brass. As of yet I'm not sure what to expect. As is protocol with these secret meetings we dropped out of warp a safe distance from the base and are now being towed by two Akira class starships to the station. From all the military traffic I'd say that something big is either about to or already has gone down. Maybe now my team will get some action.
(End log entry)
Stepping on to the bridge Phoenix Demingo felt for the first time in a long wile a genuine touch of anticipation, all this activity didn't go on unless something big is up, something so big that the head of Starfleet intelligence had called on the services of the admiralties most secret black operation unit, the Valkirin class Dark Raven and her crew. The bridge had only three small stations: helm, tactical and the command chair as well the large view screen that dominated the room. The screen its self could show multiple targets as well as ship and more importantly shields and weapon status all at once. The ship was around the same size as klingon bird of pray and was fitted with a cloaking device however its weapons and shields are far more advanced using the latest technological advances direct from the fleets science labs.
"Man I could fly rings around these slugs" relaxing Keno Malone swung round on his chair at the helm grinning.
"Where are the others?" asked Demingo settling in to his own chair.
"I think Chan, Resel and Mersha are in the armoury, Honel said she would be in her quarters and Namac is down in the engine room".
" Good now what's our E.T.A." "At this speed 20 minuets to the station but we'd be there in 5 if we flew in ourselves".
"Don't even think about it hot shot," warned Demingo "this time we play by the rules otherwise we could get stuck chasing Pointe's warp signatures along the neutral-zone again" he stopped and spun round at the sound of the door opening behind him to see lieutenant Honel take her station at tactical
"Lieutenant, glad you could join us".
"Thank you sir," replied Honel formally "I thought it would be best if I where to remain hear until we reach our destination sir" a faint smile drifted across each of there faces. The hulking shape of the station loomed ahead. The headquarters of Starfleet intelligence was a milling throng of activity, ships of all sizes darting back and forward, shuttles and pods transporting officers and members of the federation council to the top- secret facility.
Sitting in the admirals office Demingo felt as uncomfortable as he had during his days as a cadet, before he was assigned to the Special Forces unit. He hated Starfleet procedure and protocols but on his ship he was in control and usually given a free hand by Starfleet command. Admiral Munroe entered looking tired and stern, his uniform and hair dishevelled and looked as thou he had not shaved in days.
"Drink Demingo" started the admiral.
"No thank you sir" still he poured two and sat down across the desk from him.
"We have a problem" he paused to drain the glass in one "a big one, three days ago we received word that a transport ship the U.S.S. Diablo had not arrived at its destination, we sent a team to find out what happened to it. What they found was a smoking hull with every system and all the cargo stolen."
"Sounds like a typical piracy job sir".
"No you see, the Diablo was transporting a secret new drive system, a prototype Slicer drive with the ability to tunnel threw sub-space and allow ships to travel vast distances instantaneously just like travelling threw a worm-hole. The transport was also being protected by 4 other ships, the Nebula class Antilles and the Akira class Venture, Protious and Galactic. Our scout team reported no federation weapon signatures and found remains of all four ships.
"Meaning who or whom ever attacked them was able to destroy them before they could retaliate"
"Now do you understand the severity of the situation"?
"With that much firepower and this new drive they could become virtually unstoppable. Anyone claiming responsibility"?
"No, all the other powers are dining any involvement, and our agents haven't found out anything ether, we believe that it must be a small group operating independently our scout ship picked up remnants of a warp signature heading away from the site, all the data has been transferred to your ship. I want you to retrieve the Slicer drive by any means necessary, as usual you will operate outside the chain of command and if any of you are captured we will deny all knowledge of your mission and of yourselves. Your best bet of finding them would be to follow the supply ship Origin it will be transporting the interface components for the drive. Whoever raided the Diablo will need those to integrate the drive into there systems".
"What should I do if they show"?
"Assess the situation if you can disable them do so if not follow them and report to me for further instructions". Munroe stood up and fixed his uniform.
"My crew will be ready to depart in two hours sir"
"Good now I have to go brief the Federation council and Starfleet command on our current situation".
Back on his own ship Demingo could be totally in control. Having set out from the station and laid in an intercept coarse with the Origin the ship could pretty much handle it although Malone only ever left the helm to sleep and even that was only usually for an hour. The tiny mess hall was so cramped that most of the crew ate at their stations however Demingo always enjoyed the panoramic view from the massive windows.
"This seat taken" Honel's voice startled him as he spun round.
"Not at all" he replied calmly, from the outside they appeared to be two good friends who would suspect the truth "what can I help you with" She looked embarrassed for a moment "I'm worried"
"About the mission"
"Kind of I've been sensing it for some time a presence distant but somehow every ware stretching out over time and space"
"And you think it has something to do with what happened to the Diablo"?
"I'm sure of it" she replied coldly. As if deliberately Namac chose that moment to enter
"sir we're approaching the Origins position but sensors indicate that is not moving. Demingo leapt to his feet "we may be to late".
Slipping into his chair Demingo began to give his crew their orders " all hands battle stations, Malone drop out of warp; Honel raise shields, charge compound phaser canons, arm multi-phasic torpedoes; drop the cloak. Were going in" .the small ship came out of warp in to a full-fledged battle three galaxy class starships where bombarding a massive wedge shaped warship witch had attached itself to the origin dwarfing the supply ship. When suddenly two more wedge ships, around the same size as the galaxy class ships, appeared. One look at the ships told you they where alien and armed to the teeth. Turning their attention on the lead vessel they fired a fierce volley of energy blasts which cut thought the ships shields and tore through the hull of the star ship before the ship exploded leaving only floating debris. The Dark Raven dove in to battle cutting across the alien warships large axis spewing death. Inside the ship shook as it was struck by an energy blast "shields down to 86% and we lost our aft phaser canon" shouted Honel
"Fire torpedoes full spread, target there shields" ordered Demingo
"Torpedoes away" then shocked "no affect Another wave of blasts rocked the small ship as all three alien war ships now rounded on them. Honel recovering from the impact cried,
"Sir our weapons didn't put a dent in their armour. Shields down to 30% and we just lost warp drive"
"Raise clock, get us the hell out of here" ordered Demingo
"Were clocked" Honel replied then thankfully "the aliens are going to warp" Demingo sighed, "Make a note of their heading and contact Admiral Munroe" I'll take it in my quarters. The admiral looked much the same as he had two days earlier. He cut Demingo off before he could start
"I know what happened. I've been monitoring you from hear" he paused seemingly struggling with the order he was about to give " I'm sending a ship to pick you up and return you to the station, it seems the situation is more complex than anticipated". Abruptly the transition cut off, what did he mean? Who was commanding those warships?
"Well" Demingo thought "we'll know soon enough".
Coming soon
Edition 2 Deadly Alliance