Authors Note: This is the third story in what will hopefully be a long line of stories. This story continues the adventures of the Lieutenant Simon Hartstone. While not necessary to read the two stories "Punishment" and "Captured!" it would be advisable to set up why this new character is aboard Voyager. If you read "Training" I should let you know I have decided to take that down considering I don't know where to take the story as well as the fact of the matter is I wasn't too happy with the first chapter I wrote and the second chapter wasn't going so well either. I wanted to write a story that included the whole Hazard Team and not just about Lieutenant Hartstone and I obviously wanted to write a kick ass story as well. Also I don't know how to work out stardates, I have looked on the star trek website to try and discern a pattern for them but their doesn't seem to be one they just seem to be a load of random numbers, I have set this in season 6 after the episode "One Small Step." I wanted log entries to feature more as I think they were a primary way of story setting on most of the Star Trek episodes.
Happiness
I do not own Star Trek: Voyager or any of the characters within it, I just think with the canon temporarily dead with no more series (that I know of) but apparently Star Trek XI has just been green lighted and to be directed by J.J. Abrams. Unfortunately no script has yet been seen but the rumours making there way round the message boards is it is going to be a prequel movie with a young Kirk and a young Spock. See for more info. I have also tried to take as many of the character names from the Hazard Team featured in Star Trek Voyager: Elite Force although I can't remember them all and I cant check considering I recently cracked the CD and I haven't been able to get another one.
Chapter 1: Damaged"Computer begin log recording" the computer bleeped to notify the person to begin talking
"Hazard Team Leader's log: Stardate 53300.4 Myself and the Hazard team are returning to Voyager after a training op on a desert moon. The conditions were maybe a little harsher than I expected but I think that would only serve to toughen the team up a little more. The game of capture the flag I devised between the Alpha and Beta teams was a success with the Alpha team coming out on top. Some people wondered why I wasn't holding this training op on the Holodeck and while it would have been an obvious choice I didn't want to take away the Holodeck for from the crew for 12 hours, which is how long I wanted the operation to last, also I don't think the Holodeck brings about the same sense of urgency or effect as actually being there. Fortunately the Captain allowed us to take the Delta Flyer to this uninhabited Desert moon so we could remain undisturbed by the crew and simulate the actual conditions of a proper mission accurately." The computer bleeped twice to indicate a comm call was trying to reach him.
"Computer End Log" the computer bleeped again "Hartstone here"
"Sir" a man's voice came over the comm "I believe you should come up to the cockpit we have got a problem Voyager isn't at the rendezvous coordinates and I can't reach her on subspace" Simon thought for a second, Voyager was not normally late for rendezvous which immediately got him worried as their must be some kind of trouble. He got up from his seat and crossed over to the other side of the aft section and he climbed the small staircase before the door of the cockpit opened up and allowed him inside.
"Report" he said with a stern voice
"Voyager still isn't answering Sir and I have tried every subspace frequency"
"Scan for Voyager on long range sensors" he turned to the young lady at ops
"Aye Sir" the crewman tapped a few controls at the ops station before reading out her report "I have Voyager on long range sensors, but here is something weird, the energy output is very low, it seems she is adrift and they are very far from here Sir, 2 hours and 10 minutes at maximum warp"
"Transfer the coordinates to the helm and proceed there at maximum warp they sound like they are in trouble" Simon ordered, he did not like this one bit he thought.
Simon sat in the cockpit for the whole of the journey; he was worried about the ship and the crew. He relieved the young crewmember at ops, He thought about her for a second a nice brunette he thought about her name when she had reported for duty, a Telsia Murphy he found that an odd name, Telsia, after this was over he was going to ask her about it.
"Coming up on the coordinates Sir"
"Drop us out of Warp" the all saw the ship slow as the stars stared to realign as they dropped to impulse. They all looked out, completely not believing what they saw. Voyager were black spots dominating every section of the ship denoting the ship was in a battle, the normally blue and red nacelles where a dead grey colour and the ship was doing a slow 360-degree rotation.
"What the hell" the crewmember at tactical said, Simon turned to him his name was Biessman, Rick a bit of a hot head but he knew his weapons. "Whoever did this is in for an ass kicking," he added showing his hot head again.
"This is not the time Mr Biessman" Simon turned at his ops station and opened a comm channel "This is the Delta Flyer to USS Voyager please respond" all that responded to them was the silence of a dead comm channel, Simon tried again "This is Lieutenant Hartstone and the Hazard team to any member of the USS Voyager on board please respond" the channel still remained silent. He closed the comm line and scanned for life signs, they were sporadic, scattered through out the ship but according to sensors they were no more than about 6 people on board.
"Can we dock the flyer?" Simon asked the pilot, he searched for his name before it came to him an Ensign Munro
"I don't believe so Sir, it seems Voyager is operating on emergency power to keep life support online but that is about it and there some containment forcefields covering a few hull breaches, but that is about it."
"So there is no power to open shuttlebay doors" Ensign Munro nodded
"There is also no containment field around the shuttle bay if we could open the doors everything would be sucked out into space as we tried to dock" Simon nodded he didn't particularly want to the Delta Flyer to he hit by one of the class two shuttles flying towards them as it was sucked out into space.
"Ok myself, Crewman Murphy, Crewman Biessman, Crewman Johnson, Crewman Chell and Crewman Oviedo are going aboard to restore power to allow the Flyer to dock. I want you ready in 10 minutes. Ensign Munro you said that Voyager had life support"
"Yes but it is bare minimum the air is going to be very think, but I don't think you will need environmental suits"
"Ok good, but I still want all crewmembers going aboard to be armed we don't know what we are going to find over there"
The bridge was quiet and bathed in darkness with only the red alert lights to light the wide-open command centre of the USS Voyager. Six figures started to materialise in the centre of the bridge and when they did they were all facing back to back in a circle with their compression rifles raised, when they decided the coast was clear they lowered them and some of the crewmembers moved to some of the different stations. Most of the panels were flashing, heavily damaged, there were conduit wires hanging from the ceiling and a support strut had come crashing down onto Commander Chakotay's chair. Simon was relieved to find that Commander Chakotay wasn't in the chair as well.
"Ok I have managed to bring life support to full, I have also managed to bring internal sensors back online, however the resolution is only at 30 percent, and the Delta Flyer can dock as I have restored power to the shuttlebay doors and containment forcefields" the Bolian Chell reported from the engineering station.
"Well done Mr Chell" Simon congratulated he tapped his commbadge "This is Hartstone to the Delta Flyer it is safe to dock now so do so and then I want you to start to search the ship for any survivors, also I want someone to stop by sickbay and see if they can get the Doctor online for casualties"
"Aye Sir" Ensign Murphy reported over the comm channel before it was closed
"Mr Chell I want you and Crewman Oviedo and Johnson to get down to engineering and see what the status of the engines is, as well as our defensive systems. Naturally with main power down you will have to go through the Jeffries tubes, keep your eyes peeled and your ears open, and let me know when you get there."
"The Jeffries tubes, oh no I hate those things" Mr Chell said, he was a good engineer Simon thought but a bit of a worrier as far as he was concerned, he scared to easy and frankly maybe talked to much. When he requested a couple of members from engineering to join his team he thought that B'Elanna used the opportunity to unload some of the more annoying members of her engineering team. As they crossed round past the ops station, there was an access port round there they opened and they crawled inside before shutting it again.