Chapter 10
Lennon immediately rushed to the bridge and took command. Ric and Cumbrae were shortly behind and took their usual positions. The young lieutenant explained to the Captain the Maquis had ambushed them from a nearby nebula and circled in attack formation.
" Red Alert," Sara confirmed, "Shields up, phasers and torpedoes at the ready." The bridge immediately went dark, Cumbrae's tactical panel beeped for the whole bridge to hear, he looked up.
" Captain, the lead Maquis vessel is hailing us,"
" On screen," Lennon ordered. Suddenly the viewscreen showed the picture of a human standing on the Maquis bridge. He said nothing for a few seconds to see how Lennon would react; the Captain just sat in his chair arms folded awaiting an explanation.
" Pleased to meet you Captain Lennon, I've heard so much about you," he said as his colourful eyes flamed at the entire bridge.
Sara glanced at the Captain to see his reaction, but he still remained seated showing no emotion.
" You seem to have a distinct advantage over me, mister..." he paused waiting for him to identify himself.
" Tyros" the Maquis Commander replied.
" Now that introductions are over Mr. Tyros, you can start explaining this," Lennon firmly said.
" Now, now Captain, we're not your enemy, in fact were here to help you." Tyros said in a sarcastic tone
" Your here to help us? Forgive me but you don't look like you know a lot about interstellar plasma nebulas." Lennon added equally as bluntly.
" No, I don't but I've heard you don't either. We're here to help you complete your real mission, Lennon," Tyros said dropping the formalities.
" Captain Lennon." the captain said raising his voice and pointing to his collar.
" Your in no position to give orders, are you?"
" You'll call me Captain or you'll have a torpedo rammed into your ship," Lennon shouted back at him.
" Alright Captain, in the interest of co-operation, but we've heard the Cardies have been up to no good." Lennon stayed silent waiting for him to continue. " And we have the people who can lead you to them."
Lennon did not respond, he was pondering in his mind what to do.
"I don't know where you get your information from Mr. Tyros," he continued, "But if I were you I'd have a word with my source."
" You may wish to reconsider that Captain, but we're not going anywhere and neither are you." Tyros bluntly replied, "Oh and by the way Captain, I like your new ship."
The viewscreen cut back to the Maquis attack line as he closed transmission. For a second there was an eerie silence over the bridge of the Spartan, until by breaking it the Captain shouted, "How the hell does he know that?" he yelled to no-one in particular.
" I'm not sure Captain," Cumbrae responded, "But logically he has been informed recently of our arrival in the region."
"And Captain," Kestra Vall said, "If you don't co-operate he means to attack the ship, I could sense it from him. Underneath his anger there is fear. But I can sense he is hiding something."
" So what are our options?" Sara asked,
" Well we could co-operate, or we could fight our way out. Cumbrae, what chance would we have of defeating them in combat?" Lennon asked.
" I think it's about even Captain, we have far superior firepower, whereas they have many ships."
" OK, we'll consider it for now, but I'm concerned there may be someone on board relaying information to these terrorists. I want an investigation. If there is someone, Cumbrae, I want this person found, no matter where he is.
" Yes Captain," the Vulcan chief of security responded.
" But on the other hand," Lennon said, "This may be an opportunity in itself to gather some much needed information," he cunningly replied.
" Captain?" Sara replied, unsure what the Captain was going to do. Even an enigmatic look appeared over Kestra Vall's face, she could not tell what plan was being crafted in the Captains mind . . .
TO BE CONTINUED . . . . . .
Lennon immediately rushed to the bridge and took command. Ric and Cumbrae were shortly behind and took their usual positions. The young lieutenant explained to the Captain the Maquis had ambushed them from a nearby nebula and circled in attack formation.
" Red Alert," Sara confirmed, "Shields up, phasers and torpedoes at the ready." The bridge immediately went dark, Cumbrae's tactical panel beeped for the whole bridge to hear, he looked up.
" Captain, the lead Maquis vessel is hailing us,"
" On screen," Lennon ordered. Suddenly the viewscreen showed the picture of a human standing on the Maquis bridge. He said nothing for a few seconds to see how Lennon would react; the Captain just sat in his chair arms folded awaiting an explanation.
" Pleased to meet you Captain Lennon, I've heard so much about you," he said as his colourful eyes flamed at the entire bridge.
Sara glanced at the Captain to see his reaction, but he still remained seated showing no emotion.
" You seem to have a distinct advantage over me, mister..." he paused waiting for him to identify himself.
" Tyros" the Maquis Commander replied.
" Now that introductions are over Mr. Tyros, you can start explaining this," Lennon firmly said.
" Now, now Captain, we're not your enemy, in fact were here to help you." Tyros said in a sarcastic tone
" Your here to help us? Forgive me but you don't look like you know a lot about interstellar plasma nebulas." Lennon added equally as bluntly.
" No, I don't but I've heard you don't either. We're here to help you complete your real mission, Lennon," Tyros said dropping the formalities.
" Captain Lennon." the captain said raising his voice and pointing to his collar.
" Your in no position to give orders, are you?"
" You'll call me Captain or you'll have a torpedo rammed into your ship," Lennon shouted back at him.
" Alright Captain, in the interest of co-operation, but we've heard the Cardies have been up to no good." Lennon stayed silent waiting for him to continue. " And we have the people who can lead you to them."
Lennon did not respond, he was pondering in his mind what to do.
"I don't know where you get your information from Mr. Tyros," he continued, "But if I were you I'd have a word with my source."
" You may wish to reconsider that Captain, but we're not going anywhere and neither are you." Tyros bluntly replied, "Oh and by the way Captain, I like your new ship."
The viewscreen cut back to the Maquis attack line as he closed transmission. For a second there was an eerie silence over the bridge of the Spartan, until by breaking it the Captain shouted, "How the hell does he know that?" he yelled to no-one in particular.
" I'm not sure Captain," Cumbrae responded, "But logically he has been informed recently of our arrival in the region."
"And Captain," Kestra Vall said, "If you don't co-operate he means to attack the ship, I could sense it from him. Underneath his anger there is fear. But I can sense he is hiding something."
" So what are our options?" Sara asked,
" Well we could co-operate, or we could fight our way out. Cumbrae, what chance would we have of defeating them in combat?" Lennon asked.
" I think it's about even Captain, we have far superior firepower, whereas they have many ships."
" OK, we'll consider it for now, but I'm concerned there may be someone on board relaying information to these terrorists. I want an investigation. If there is someone, Cumbrae, I want this person found, no matter where he is.
" Yes Captain," the Vulcan chief of security responded.
" But on the other hand," Lennon said, "This may be an opportunity in itself to gather some much needed information," he cunningly replied.
" Captain?" Sara replied, unsure what the Captain was going to do. Even an enigmatic look appeared over Kestra Vall's face, she could not tell what plan was being crafted in the Captains mind . . .
TO BE CONTINUED . . . . . .