I've said it before, I'll say it again, I don't own Voyager.
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The torpedo exploded on impact, leaving a gaping hole in the front of the bridge. Inside the bridge a mess of charred metal and mangled bodies were strewn about the floor with smoke pouring out of the consoles and sparks flying everywhere. Thankfully, the emergency force fields were able to activate before everything was sucked out into space. The explosion pushed Voyager nearly fifty kilometers and made anything not bolted to the floor slide around.
Suddenly, in the middle of the mess, Janeway groaned at the devastation around her. Through the hole in the ship, she could see the other ship still firing torpedoes at Voyager, every direct hit punching more holes into the hull. She knew that she had to do something. Climbing back into her dusty chair she slowly punched in a few commands on the flickering console next to her, all the while the ship rocking from the constant explosions. She set a single tri-cobalt device to overload and fired it at the enemy. Watching as it made its way away from Voyager seemed like an eternity. 5.4.3.2.1.
An enormous explosion pushed both ships apart as the tri-cobalt device not only created a hole in the other ship's shields, but apparently also blew a chunk of the hull the size of Voyager off as well. Apparently noticing the large amount of damage to their ship, the enemy turned around and ran off to make repairs.
It was now time to see if the comm. still worked. "Janeway to sickbay. medical emergency." With that, she passed out.
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Some time later
"Ah, I see that you're awake," chided the doctor.
Janeway moaned, "How long have I been out? Where's Chakotay, Tuvok, Paris?"
"First of all, you've been 'out' for five hours. The rest of the bridge crew will be fine."
"How many casualties did we sustain?"
"At least fifteen, but we have six whose outlooks are, simply put, bleak."
"Computer, give me a list of the damage we've sustained."
In its monotone mechanical voice the computer remarked, "Hull breached have been reported on all decks, warp drive is non-functioning, impulse drive is offline, shields at five percent, starboard phasers offline--"
"Alright that's enough!" yelled Janeway, as if she didn't already know those things.
The next two days dragged slowly by as the injured crew were ushered out of sick bay by the doctor once they were fit to return to duty. Repairs were also going slowly since there were holes to be patched up everywhere, not to mention with warp and impulse down they were going nowhere fast.
"Torres, how are the repairs to the engines coming along?" asked the captain.
"The plasma manifolds are jammed, but we're working on it."
"Excellent."
Meanwhile..
Tuvok sat in his quarters reviewing the new sensor data from their battle. Nothing looked much different from the first encounter. Voyager's weapons simple had no effect. Then something caught his eye. Right before their enemy had "found" Voyager's shield frequency, a small, inconspicuous transmission was sent from Voyager to the enemy ship. He thought nothing of it. For all he could tell it was nothing more than a possible hail that got stuck in the transceiver and coincidentally was sent at that moment.
His chain of thought was interrupted as someone beeped at his door, trying to gain entry.
"Enter." It was Seven of Nine.
"I've noticed a small discrepancy in the sensor data. It would appear that a transmission was made moments before our shield frequency was discovered."
"Yes. I have also taken note of it."
"Good. I also took the liberty of checking the contents of that particular transmission."
"And?"
"It contains." Voyager being jolted around interrupted them. They were moving again. backwards.
"Tuvok and Seven, report to the bridge," announced Janeway over the comm.
As Tuvok and Seven walked onto the bridge and took their positions, Janeway filled them in on what was going on. "Someone has locked a tractor beam onto us, they're cloaked, but I think we can all guess who it is."
"Captain, they're de-cloaking!" exclaimed Harry as the same ship suddenly appeared in front of them, still with a large portion of it's hull missing.
"Seven, send a tachyon pulse back up the tractor beam, it should fry their emitter," barked Janeway. Both ships shook while the tractor beam began to flash sporadically.
"We're free!" said Harry.
A call came from engineering. "We've got warp back captain," said B'Elanna's voice.
"Good, lieutenant, get us out of here."
"Yes ma'am," replied Paris rapidly punching commands into his console. The crew watched, as the stationary stars became streaks of light as Voyager jumped to warp two.
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1 hour later
All of the senior officers piled into the briefing room. They had to find a way to combat their enemy.
"Alright, if everyone's here, let's begin." began Janeway, "It's obvious that none of our main weapons work against their shields. Ideas anyone?"
The room became silent for a few moments, then Seven decided to make her point. "Captain, sensors show that their shields are being generated from a Federation type generator. If we know the weaknesses of our own shields, we should be able to figure out how theirs would also be weak, regardless of their 'improvements.'"
"Agreed. So, what weaknesses can we exploit?"
"I have found that, like on Voyager, the shields operate on a stationary frequency that can be modulated. For a short period of time, I suggest we try putting our weapons on a rotating frequency so that they may penetrate the shields."
"Yes, but what if they compensate?" asked Paris, "What then?"
"I do not know."
"Well, one question we have to ask ourselves is how the hell they got a Federation shield generator," said Janeway.
Chakotay piped up, "The Equinox."
"Yes, but we watched that ship being blown to smithereens," commented Kim.
"Remember the Caretaker's array? The thing that brought us out here in the first place? We saw it explode, but later found a tractor beam pulling away a part of it."
"True, so maybe there's something we didn't see."
"If we could just find out who they are," said Janeway.
Searching her memory banks, Seven came up with the answer. "Species 5069. A highly advanced humanoid species. Their great intelligence and stamina made them excellent candidates for assimilation. At least, that's what I can tell by looking at the design of their ship."
"Well, at least our unknown species is no longer unknown. Now the question is, why would they attack us unprovoked, and furthermore, how they got our shield frequency."
The comm. suddenly came to life. "All senior officers report to the bridge."
Walking on to the bridge, the officers relieved the people who had taken their posts while Janeway asked the ensign at Kim's station what was going on.
"Captain, something fired at us. Our shields are holding at 50%"
"Alright. I think we know who it is. Tuvok, set phasers on a rotating frequency and fire." All on the bridge saw the phasers doing their job, taking down enemy shields.
Tuvok gave his report. "Their shields are holding now at 85%"
"Fire again."
"78%"
"Keep going and send a couple of photon torpedoes at them." A small explosion erupted from the aft weapons array of the other ship.
"Direct hit, their forward weapons are down."
"Try hailing them Mr. Kim," ordered Janeway.
"No response captain." Was the reply she got.
Scanner picked up a volley of twelve temporal torpedoes heading right for Voyager. Tuvok noticed it first. "They are firing again."
The ship rocked violently as what was left of the temporal shielding was blasted away. "Report!" yelled Janeway.
"No damage, shields are down," said Tuvok in his normal, calm voice.
"Keep firing on their weapons."
"Captain, they're firing what appear to be a shuttle of some sort. It's coming fight for us," said Kim.
"Hail the shuttle ensign."
Punching away at his console, Harry got no response and he relayed this to the captain.
"It's coming closer," noted Paris. Indeed it was moving closer, then, it unexpectedly self-destructed in an enormous fireball that engulfed Voyager.
"Damage report?" inquired Janeway.
"Both port and starboard nacelles are venting plasma, hull breaches are being reported on all decks, primary and secondary weapons systems are offline, no crew injuries to report," responded Tuvok.
Janeway sighed. She hated running away so much, but they were now helpless to attack or defend themselves. It would have to do. "Tuvok, launch a probe and set it to self-destruct after ten seconds, meanwhile, Paris, get us out of here as fast as you can. Hopefully that probe exploding will help mask our ion trail."
A single, inconspicuous probe was launched from Voyager while the wings and nacelles folded.
"Paris, engage warp on my mark," said Janeway, "Five. four. three. two. one. mark."
The probe exploded as Voyager shot forward into the void.
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Everyone could see how frustrated the captain was getting. Although Voyager now had a way to fight back, the other ship was still able to exploit every tiny weakness of the ship. Janeway had to admire the self- destructing shuttle though. Now was not the time to be admiring that sort of battle technique however.
"Tuvok, Seven, come with me please," said Janeway. The three of them proceeded to the briefing room.
"Alright. I've brought both of you here because I think there's something going on with the way that other ship keeps finding tiny weaknesses that only something like the schematics to Voyager would show," explained the captain.
"Yes," replied Tuvok, "Seven and I have discussed this already. We also both found that prior to these flaw being discovered that small messages were sent from Voyager."
"Wait a minute. Are you telling me that someone on board is transmitting to the enemy?"
"Precisely."
"But that would mean someone with enough knowledge of the ship to find those things. Also, someone desperate enough to commit espionage."
Seven summed it up, "In short captain, we have a spy on board."
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The torpedo exploded on impact, leaving a gaping hole in the front of the bridge. Inside the bridge a mess of charred metal and mangled bodies were strewn about the floor with smoke pouring out of the consoles and sparks flying everywhere. Thankfully, the emergency force fields were able to activate before everything was sucked out into space. The explosion pushed Voyager nearly fifty kilometers and made anything not bolted to the floor slide around.
Suddenly, in the middle of the mess, Janeway groaned at the devastation around her. Through the hole in the ship, she could see the other ship still firing torpedoes at Voyager, every direct hit punching more holes into the hull. She knew that she had to do something. Climbing back into her dusty chair she slowly punched in a few commands on the flickering console next to her, all the while the ship rocking from the constant explosions. She set a single tri-cobalt device to overload and fired it at the enemy. Watching as it made its way away from Voyager seemed like an eternity. 5.4.3.2.1.
An enormous explosion pushed both ships apart as the tri-cobalt device not only created a hole in the other ship's shields, but apparently also blew a chunk of the hull the size of Voyager off as well. Apparently noticing the large amount of damage to their ship, the enemy turned around and ran off to make repairs.
It was now time to see if the comm. still worked. "Janeway to sickbay. medical emergency." With that, she passed out.
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Some time later
"Ah, I see that you're awake," chided the doctor.
Janeway moaned, "How long have I been out? Where's Chakotay, Tuvok, Paris?"
"First of all, you've been 'out' for five hours. The rest of the bridge crew will be fine."
"How many casualties did we sustain?"
"At least fifteen, but we have six whose outlooks are, simply put, bleak."
"Computer, give me a list of the damage we've sustained."
In its monotone mechanical voice the computer remarked, "Hull breached have been reported on all decks, warp drive is non-functioning, impulse drive is offline, shields at five percent, starboard phasers offline--"
"Alright that's enough!" yelled Janeway, as if she didn't already know those things.
The next two days dragged slowly by as the injured crew were ushered out of sick bay by the doctor once they were fit to return to duty. Repairs were also going slowly since there were holes to be patched up everywhere, not to mention with warp and impulse down they were going nowhere fast.
"Torres, how are the repairs to the engines coming along?" asked the captain.
"The plasma manifolds are jammed, but we're working on it."
"Excellent."
Meanwhile..
Tuvok sat in his quarters reviewing the new sensor data from their battle. Nothing looked much different from the first encounter. Voyager's weapons simple had no effect. Then something caught his eye. Right before their enemy had "found" Voyager's shield frequency, a small, inconspicuous transmission was sent from Voyager to the enemy ship. He thought nothing of it. For all he could tell it was nothing more than a possible hail that got stuck in the transceiver and coincidentally was sent at that moment.
His chain of thought was interrupted as someone beeped at his door, trying to gain entry.
"Enter." It was Seven of Nine.
"I've noticed a small discrepancy in the sensor data. It would appear that a transmission was made moments before our shield frequency was discovered."
"Yes. I have also taken note of it."
"Good. I also took the liberty of checking the contents of that particular transmission."
"And?"
"It contains." Voyager being jolted around interrupted them. They were moving again. backwards.
"Tuvok and Seven, report to the bridge," announced Janeway over the comm.
As Tuvok and Seven walked onto the bridge and took their positions, Janeway filled them in on what was going on. "Someone has locked a tractor beam onto us, they're cloaked, but I think we can all guess who it is."
"Captain, they're de-cloaking!" exclaimed Harry as the same ship suddenly appeared in front of them, still with a large portion of it's hull missing.
"Seven, send a tachyon pulse back up the tractor beam, it should fry their emitter," barked Janeway. Both ships shook while the tractor beam began to flash sporadically.
"We're free!" said Harry.
A call came from engineering. "We've got warp back captain," said B'Elanna's voice.
"Good, lieutenant, get us out of here."
"Yes ma'am," replied Paris rapidly punching commands into his console. The crew watched, as the stationary stars became streaks of light as Voyager jumped to warp two.
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1 hour later
All of the senior officers piled into the briefing room. They had to find a way to combat their enemy.
"Alright, if everyone's here, let's begin." began Janeway, "It's obvious that none of our main weapons work against their shields. Ideas anyone?"
The room became silent for a few moments, then Seven decided to make her point. "Captain, sensors show that their shields are being generated from a Federation type generator. If we know the weaknesses of our own shields, we should be able to figure out how theirs would also be weak, regardless of their 'improvements.'"
"Agreed. So, what weaknesses can we exploit?"
"I have found that, like on Voyager, the shields operate on a stationary frequency that can be modulated. For a short period of time, I suggest we try putting our weapons on a rotating frequency so that they may penetrate the shields."
"Yes, but what if they compensate?" asked Paris, "What then?"
"I do not know."
"Well, one question we have to ask ourselves is how the hell they got a Federation shield generator," said Janeway.
Chakotay piped up, "The Equinox."
"Yes, but we watched that ship being blown to smithereens," commented Kim.
"Remember the Caretaker's array? The thing that brought us out here in the first place? We saw it explode, but later found a tractor beam pulling away a part of it."
"True, so maybe there's something we didn't see."
"If we could just find out who they are," said Janeway.
Searching her memory banks, Seven came up with the answer. "Species 5069. A highly advanced humanoid species. Their great intelligence and stamina made them excellent candidates for assimilation. At least, that's what I can tell by looking at the design of their ship."
"Well, at least our unknown species is no longer unknown. Now the question is, why would they attack us unprovoked, and furthermore, how they got our shield frequency."
The comm. suddenly came to life. "All senior officers report to the bridge."
Walking on to the bridge, the officers relieved the people who had taken their posts while Janeway asked the ensign at Kim's station what was going on.
"Captain, something fired at us. Our shields are holding at 50%"
"Alright. I think we know who it is. Tuvok, set phasers on a rotating frequency and fire." All on the bridge saw the phasers doing their job, taking down enemy shields.
Tuvok gave his report. "Their shields are holding now at 85%"
"Fire again."
"78%"
"Keep going and send a couple of photon torpedoes at them." A small explosion erupted from the aft weapons array of the other ship.
"Direct hit, their forward weapons are down."
"Try hailing them Mr. Kim," ordered Janeway.
"No response captain." Was the reply she got.
Scanner picked up a volley of twelve temporal torpedoes heading right for Voyager. Tuvok noticed it first. "They are firing again."
The ship rocked violently as what was left of the temporal shielding was blasted away. "Report!" yelled Janeway.
"No damage, shields are down," said Tuvok in his normal, calm voice.
"Keep firing on their weapons."
"Captain, they're firing what appear to be a shuttle of some sort. It's coming fight for us," said Kim.
"Hail the shuttle ensign."
Punching away at his console, Harry got no response and he relayed this to the captain.
"It's coming closer," noted Paris. Indeed it was moving closer, then, it unexpectedly self-destructed in an enormous fireball that engulfed Voyager.
"Damage report?" inquired Janeway.
"Both port and starboard nacelles are venting plasma, hull breaches are being reported on all decks, primary and secondary weapons systems are offline, no crew injuries to report," responded Tuvok.
Janeway sighed. She hated running away so much, but they were now helpless to attack or defend themselves. It would have to do. "Tuvok, launch a probe and set it to self-destruct after ten seconds, meanwhile, Paris, get us out of here as fast as you can. Hopefully that probe exploding will help mask our ion trail."
A single, inconspicuous probe was launched from Voyager while the wings and nacelles folded.
"Paris, engage warp on my mark," said Janeway, "Five. four. three. two. one. mark."
The probe exploded as Voyager shot forward into the void.
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Everyone could see how frustrated the captain was getting. Although Voyager now had a way to fight back, the other ship was still able to exploit every tiny weakness of the ship. Janeway had to admire the self- destructing shuttle though. Now was not the time to be admiring that sort of battle technique however.
"Tuvok, Seven, come with me please," said Janeway. The three of them proceeded to the briefing room.
"Alright. I've brought both of you here because I think there's something going on with the way that other ship keeps finding tiny weaknesses that only something like the schematics to Voyager would show," explained the captain.
"Yes," replied Tuvok, "Seven and I have discussed this already. We also both found that prior to these flaw being discovered that small messages were sent from Voyager."
"Wait a minute. Are you telling me that someone on board is transmitting to the enemy?"
"Precisely."
"But that would mean someone with enough knowledge of the ship to find those things. Also, someone desperate enough to commit espionage."
Seven summed it up, "In short captain, we have a spy on board."
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