"I Think I'll Keep You"
Remus J. Lupin:
"AHHHHHH!" A scream erupted from a crewman's quarters. She spotted the intruder bashing the door open and charging in, and being quite sure that she could handle herself, she tried to restrain him before alerting Security. That turned out to be the biggest mistake she had ever made. Adat smashed his fist into her gut, blinding her with the pain. He grabbed her by the collar of her uniform, his eyes taking in all the information. "Crewman, medical department," he registered in his head. Letting out a vicious snarl, he kicked the unconscious body on the floor. "This is useless!" he exclaimed, followed by a stream of obscenities. He crashed the whole room, searching for anything that could help him achieve his ends. "Hello... ? What have we here?" he muttered, as he picked up a phaser rifle. A feral grin plastered itself on his face.
Walking down the corridors with exaggerated calmness, he showed no mercy to the passers-by. It wasn't because he wanted to make his presence known... he enjoyed it. He busted open several doors to see what was in the rooms, shooting down anyone in them. All of the rooms were ransacked; nothing was left in its original position. Still, nothing in those rooms captured his interest. He quickly boarded a turbolift and headed for the Bridge.
Upon entering the bridge, Adat barged up to the Captain's console and punched in encryption codes that restricted access to any of the ship's systems to him alone. He looked up again from the console to see about a dozen phasers trained at him. He had to suppress his laughter, limiting himself to an amused smirk. "We meet again, Admiral," he greeted Janeway, who, as soon as she could walk, had gone straight back to the Bridge. "Quick recovery?" he asked, feigning curiousity.
"Adat," Janeway spat the name like it was venom. "You make one false move, and you'll be scrap metal," she warned.
"Oh, you can't possibly believe you have the upper hand..." he taunted. "I have the ship under my control now. And I can do anything I want with you... now, let's see..." he pretended to be thinking. "What should I do with you? Hmm... I know!" His lightning-fast fingers deactivated life- support before anyone could stop him. "Let's see how you do without air!" he grinned.
He let himself be pushed aside by a very furious Janeway, who tried desperately to reactivate it.
"What are you playing at, Adat?" she asked angrily. "The lives of hundreds of innocent people are at risk here! I demand you turn it back on!"
"Oh, I didn't do anything to harm the others. Only the Bridge has been depleted of oxygen. But unfortunately, no one can save you now as I have locked every entrance to the Bridge."
It wasn't long before everyone was gasping for breath, and they collapsed, unconscious. "Fools... did the really think I'd kill them?" he thought, as he reactivated the life-support. Piling all the bodies in a corner without any consoles, he erected a forcefield large enough to hold them. "I think I'll keep you all here, where I can keep an eye on you," he said to the unconscious Bridge crew. He then went to the Captain's chair and sat down rigidly.
"Nothing can stop me now."
Remus J. Lupin:
"AHHHHHH!" A scream erupted from a crewman's quarters. She spotted the intruder bashing the door open and charging in, and being quite sure that she could handle herself, she tried to restrain him before alerting Security. That turned out to be the biggest mistake she had ever made. Adat smashed his fist into her gut, blinding her with the pain. He grabbed her by the collar of her uniform, his eyes taking in all the information. "Crewman, medical department," he registered in his head. Letting out a vicious snarl, he kicked the unconscious body on the floor. "This is useless!" he exclaimed, followed by a stream of obscenities. He crashed the whole room, searching for anything that could help him achieve his ends. "Hello... ? What have we here?" he muttered, as he picked up a phaser rifle. A feral grin plastered itself on his face.
Walking down the corridors with exaggerated calmness, he showed no mercy to the passers-by. It wasn't because he wanted to make his presence known... he enjoyed it. He busted open several doors to see what was in the rooms, shooting down anyone in them. All of the rooms were ransacked; nothing was left in its original position. Still, nothing in those rooms captured his interest. He quickly boarded a turbolift and headed for the Bridge.
Upon entering the bridge, Adat barged up to the Captain's console and punched in encryption codes that restricted access to any of the ship's systems to him alone. He looked up again from the console to see about a dozen phasers trained at him. He had to suppress his laughter, limiting himself to an amused smirk. "We meet again, Admiral," he greeted Janeway, who, as soon as she could walk, had gone straight back to the Bridge. "Quick recovery?" he asked, feigning curiousity.
"Adat," Janeway spat the name like it was venom. "You make one false move, and you'll be scrap metal," she warned.
"Oh, you can't possibly believe you have the upper hand..." he taunted. "I have the ship under my control now. And I can do anything I want with you... now, let's see..." he pretended to be thinking. "What should I do with you? Hmm... I know!" His lightning-fast fingers deactivated life- support before anyone could stop him. "Let's see how you do without air!" he grinned.
He let himself be pushed aside by a very furious Janeway, who tried desperately to reactivate it.
"What are you playing at, Adat?" she asked angrily. "The lives of hundreds of innocent people are at risk here! I demand you turn it back on!"
"Oh, I didn't do anything to harm the others. Only the Bridge has been depleted of oxygen. But unfortunately, no one can save you now as I have locked every entrance to the Bridge."
It wasn't long before everyone was gasping for breath, and they collapsed, unconscious. "Fools... did the really think I'd kill them?" he thought, as he reactivated the life-support. Piling all the bodies in a corner without any consoles, he erected a forcefield large enough to hold them. "I think I'll keep you all here, where I can keep an eye on you," he said to the unconscious Bridge crew. He then went to the Captain's chair and sat down rigidly.
"Nothing can stop me now."