Chapter 13: Ship-Killers

RSS Thundersdawn

Captain Peters was woken from her sleep by the blaring of the Red Alert sirens. Dressing quickly she rushed to the bridge, to find the usual controlled chaos of a ship at General Quarters.

"SGC shuttle Sierra-Gamma-five you are NOT cleared for approach at this time, veer off and await confirmation of your orders"

"Negative, we are on a time-sensitive mission to…"

"SGC shuttle Sierra-Gamma-Niner, you are not cleared for approach at this time, veer off and await further instructions"

"Captain, I think we have a problem here, we have two SGC shuttles on approach claiming they have priority one medical supplies for Prometheus, but sensors indicate they are loaded to the gills with personnel, with no room for medical supplies, they are also refusing to obey the flight controller's instructions"

"NID?"

"Probably, GC just signalled they are under attack, east gate appears to have been car bombed"

"Clear the pattern! Launch the Alert-5 fighter! Issue weapons to all qualified personnel, where is our CAP?"

"2 minutes out captain, they were investigating a contact"

"Target the Unknowns, controllers warn them off, if they approach any closer they will be fired upon"

"Sierra-Gamma-five, Sierra-Gamma-nine, you are advised to veer off or you will be fired upon"

"Shit!" aloud curse from sensors cut through the room, "Sensors indicate they are packing Naqueada ship killers!"

"Raise shields, tell them to veer off now, if they do not comply, kill them, and… What the hell was that?!"

Muffled gunfire filled the room, from deep within the bowels of the station.

"Security reports intruders in the Ring-room Captain, at least 20 and more coming!"

Peters growled, and ran over to the duty command officer's station, she removed a key from around her neck, and inserted it into the console. She turned it, and a loud crump filled the room.

"Ring transporters offline, Power couplings appear to have be severed Captain"

Peters removed the Key smirking, "Times like these I'm glad our chief of security is a paranoid schizophrenic"

"25 hostiles on board captain, another 5 appear to have been lost in transit, security is on their way"

The station shook gently as the pulse lasers fired at the approaching shuttles. Beam after beam impacted the shuttles shields, quickly wearing them down. Realising they would not be able to force dock with Thundersdawn the shuttles retreated, firing their ship-killers as they left.

"Vampire! Vampire! We have 4 incoming Vampires, Time to impact 1 minute"

"Switch pulse laser guidance to automatic, target those missiles, reinforce shields, and tell those Lancers to get their act together and take those Shuttles out!"

The muffled crumps of explosions once again filled the room, as the NID operatives throw grenades at Thundersdawn's security personnel. The lights flickered throughout the room.

"They've damaged the shields power lines, re-routing power now"

"Brace for impact!"

Thundersdawn lurched in space as the lone surviving Naqueada ship-killler impacted on the shields, detonating in an almighty blaze of light.

"Shields at 65%, and holding"

The sound of weapons fire within Thundersdawn bowels renewed louder than before. Warned by their radios, Thundersdawn security people were ready when the Ship-killer hit, the NID were not, and the security people were taking advantage. Several NID operatives were killed as they were thrown by the explosion right into the sights of the security personnel, the others died quickly as security personnel rushed their positions. It was soon over, with only 4 NID operatives surviving, as 'guests' of RSS Thundersdawn's security personnel.