Aislok was getting worried. They discovered that someone had sent a message
to the alien ship. Aislok had taken several safety measures offline to make
sure that no one could trace it back to him. He wasn't regretting sending
the message at all. This ship was making excellent progress; it was only
the sensors that were still offline. Which meant that they still couldn't
see them.
Aislok also was very curious as to what they were going to do with this
ship. The second in command, being a man of reason couldn't seem to justify
their actions. This being said, the crew was starting to get worried. If
their people whom are in command can't or maybe won't justify themselves.
Just then the General came in and called his second in command and left.
Now there was going to be trouble.
"Sir the alien ship has regained most of its systems. It will only a matter
of time until they will be able to detect us." "They are an inferior
species to us. They pose us no threat." The General was adamant about this.
They were a proud species. Very few were ever able to defeat them in
battle. "Sir we do not know this ship's potential." Obviously nothing was
being gained from this. "To be honest I still don't understand why we have
taken such an interest in this ship." The General looked up. "When it's
time, everyone will understand." Standing the Captain dismissed the second
in command with more questions then answers.
Malcolm hated the part where going to work takes over the wants of the person. He would want nothing more then to stay with Trip in either of their quarters. Never going to work, not a care in the world. 'What this is different...you're a man of discipline. You would never dream of taking a day off' The professionalism was always a close friend to Malcolm.
Malcolm could remember all those times he was "in love", the notion that someone cared for him as much as he cared for them. Yet he never felt like this... that want to be away from the world; the real world. To have time frozen, just to enjoy the moment. The idea of love... "Hey Mal y'ok?" Trip's voice broke through the thoughts of Malcolm's daydream. "Sorry?" Malcolm not quite catching what Trip said. "Y'ok Mal? Ya seem like yer lost in yer head." "I was..." Then Malcolm noticed a flashing red light. Trip turning to se what Malcolm was looking at saw the very same thing. They both got up and prepared to go to their respected positions. With only a nod they both went their separate ways. Malcolm went straight to the bridge. Once he got there he was quickly briefed on the situation. Captain Archer had repaired the sensors and they now had a glimpse of what was out there. Now that everyone was now ready; it was quite obvious from the message that they must leave at once. Even with the message being scarce on details the point was reached. They had drifted ten light years from their last known coordinates. So much for exploration, because for what they found would make anyone sick. A graveyard, there must have been thousands of ships. Silence had taken the bridge, the realization of their situation had silenced everyone. "Captain, there are no ship here that are still have a living crew. We are alone." T'Pol broke the silence with the fact that with all these ships, not one of them have a crew.
"Can they see us? Are the cloaking generators working?" The moment the alien ship had regained it's sensors and could see the desolate location that they were taken to; it had caused them to activate their weapon systems. However theirs sensors cannot detect their ship. So for the moment they were safe from the mysterious ship. Now they must decide what to do to with it. "Activate the Field De-stabilizer." With that command the alien's warp engines were made useless; they now only had their impulse engines which would get them nowhere fast. "Senior staff report to the debriefing room." Sotils had finally called the meeting that everyone was waiting for.
"It's time to go to the next phase of our mission..." Sotils began, but was quickly disrupted. "Our mission? We have been doing this for thousands of years. We have seen many species stray into our direction. We have disabled them, and watched as they try to repair their ships. This time we seem to have taken a particular interest in this one ship. Why?" Aislok had decided to speak for the group. It was on everyone's mind yet they said nothing; scared of Sotils retaliation. "I'm glad you brought that up. It seems that our government has reason to believe that these people are a threat to our very existence. They are called humans from a planet called Earth. It has been assigned to us to delay it as long as possible from reaching Vrisan."
Silence took the room. "How can a species that we never met or heard of before pose us any threat? It is only one ship. Not an armada." "We have our orders to keep them form reaching Vrisan."
"Malcolm any signs of ships that could have caused this?" "None sir. According to my scans we are the only ones with power. Since life support depends on power I must say that we are very alone." "But you don't sound very convinced though?" Jon was getting better at reading his armory officer's feelings by the way he would speak. Malcolm can be a very open book if you know how to read it. "No sir I don't believe my readings. There is just too much that is leading me to question why we are here." 'A mysterious ship that can conceal itself from Enterprise. How do you find something you can't see?'
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Malcolm hated the part where going to work takes over the wants of the person. He would want nothing more then to stay with Trip in either of their quarters. Never going to work, not a care in the world. 'What this is different...you're a man of discipline. You would never dream of taking a day off' The professionalism was always a close friend to Malcolm.
Malcolm could remember all those times he was "in love", the notion that someone cared for him as much as he cared for them. Yet he never felt like this... that want to be away from the world; the real world. To have time frozen, just to enjoy the moment. The idea of love... "Hey Mal y'ok?" Trip's voice broke through the thoughts of Malcolm's daydream. "Sorry?" Malcolm not quite catching what Trip said. "Y'ok Mal? Ya seem like yer lost in yer head." "I was..." Then Malcolm noticed a flashing red light. Trip turning to se what Malcolm was looking at saw the very same thing. They both got up and prepared to go to their respected positions. With only a nod they both went their separate ways. Malcolm went straight to the bridge. Once he got there he was quickly briefed on the situation. Captain Archer had repaired the sensors and they now had a glimpse of what was out there. Now that everyone was now ready; it was quite obvious from the message that they must leave at once. Even with the message being scarce on details the point was reached. They had drifted ten light years from their last known coordinates. So much for exploration, because for what they found would make anyone sick. A graveyard, there must have been thousands of ships. Silence had taken the bridge, the realization of their situation had silenced everyone. "Captain, there are no ship here that are still have a living crew. We are alone." T'Pol broke the silence with the fact that with all these ships, not one of them have a crew.
"Can they see us? Are the cloaking generators working?" The moment the alien ship had regained it's sensors and could see the desolate location that they were taken to; it had caused them to activate their weapon systems. However theirs sensors cannot detect their ship. So for the moment they were safe from the mysterious ship. Now they must decide what to do to with it. "Activate the Field De-stabilizer." With that command the alien's warp engines were made useless; they now only had their impulse engines which would get them nowhere fast. "Senior staff report to the debriefing room." Sotils had finally called the meeting that everyone was waiting for.
"It's time to go to the next phase of our mission..." Sotils began, but was quickly disrupted. "Our mission? We have been doing this for thousands of years. We have seen many species stray into our direction. We have disabled them, and watched as they try to repair their ships. This time we seem to have taken a particular interest in this one ship. Why?" Aislok had decided to speak for the group. It was on everyone's mind yet they said nothing; scared of Sotils retaliation. "I'm glad you brought that up. It seems that our government has reason to believe that these people are a threat to our very existence. They are called humans from a planet called Earth. It has been assigned to us to delay it as long as possible from reaching Vrisan."
Silence took the room. "How can a species that we never met or heard of before pose us any threat? It is only one ship. Not an armada." "We have our orders to keep them form reaching Vrisan."
"Malcolm any signs of ships that could have caused this?" "None sir. According to my scans we are the only ones with power. Since life support depends on power I must say that we are very alone." "But you don't sound very convinced though?" Jon was getting better at reading his armory officer's feelings by the way he would speak. Malcolm can be a very open book if you know how to read it. "No sir I don't believe my readings. There is just too much that is leading me to question why we are here." 'A mysterious ship that can conceal itself from Enterprise. How do you find something you can't see?'
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