This is the second 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 story "Punishment" it would be advisable to set up why this new character is aboard Voyager.

Captured! Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: Wounds

Simon had appeared on Deck 11, where engineering was but the problem was what to do next, he had already used his tricorder to scan engineering to see how many life signs there were. There were four, four aliens in engineering and he knew he wouldn't be able to pull off his plan without a confrontation, but he needed to remain hidden for as long as possible. Another problem washe didn't pretend to know whether these people were armed or not, but it was a safe bet they were and it was another safe bet as soon as he was seen the cavalry would be called in.

"Shit this plan sucks" but a little voice in Simon's head poked up and said "If you have got a better idea then lets hear it" he couldn't come up with anything, he had to take the warp core and as many primary systems offline and it was either engineering or the bridge, neither were really viable options being the two most critical areas of any star ship but he had to pick one of them, and engineering is the one he picked.

He thought to himself for a second before he had an idea and he pulled out one of the grenades with 'flash bang' written on them. "If I use one of these to blind the enemy it may allow me enough time to put my plan into action." He opened the hatch to Jeffries tube and looked out into engineering he saw one man by the warp core, another at the command station on the second level and two manning the stations either side of each other closest to the warp core. The three he could probably take out with the grenade but the last one he would probably have to shoot. He supposed he could kill the other three while they were blinded but he thought to himself to kill an enemy that cannot see or hear is not very honourable.

Simon didn't believe in the Klingon religion much but he did believe in a battle situation that things had to be conducted a certain way with a certain value of morals and shooting a blinded enemy was one of them. He thought to himself shooting a blinded enemy might as well be an execution.

He decided it was time before he was spotted; he dropped out of the Jeffries tube carefully and silently. He pulled the grenade out of his pocket and he pulled the antiquated pin arming mechanism. He allowed himself a couple of seconds before throwing the grenade and it impacted off one of the girders holding up the second tier of engineering before landing right between the three on the floor.

"What the hell is that" they all turned to look as Simon turned away and put his fingers in his ears preparing for the blast. When he opened his eyes again and he pulled his fingers out of his ears, two of the aliens were writhing around with their hands over their eyes, while the other was out cold on the floor having being right next to the grenade when it exploded. The alien on the upper tier crossed to the front to investigate and as he was raising his hand to his commbadge his chest exploded, and then a second and a third time, before falling from the upper tier to the ground floor of engineering hitting the deck with a rather loud thud.

Simon bounded past the guards who were still writhing around in agony and leaping over his second victim, he bounded up the ladder to the upper tier. While he could have just as easily done it from the ground tier, grabbing the upper tier now would give him the tactical advantage in a fire fight. He ran round and crossed to the command console that faced the upper tier and started to blast in commands to the computer, suddenly the warp core slowed down its churning motion before coming to a complete halt. He was still keying in commands he decided to lock out the phasers and torpedo banks, he also managed to scramble the internal sensors, now they would only be able to scan one deck at a time.

He was about to lock out the transporters before he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder and he went down, he looked at his shoulder at the crisp burn mark on it. Before seeing an Antillian climbing up the ladder towards him point a phaser at him, he grabbed his Desert Eagle, which had dropped to the floor and he fired wildly. In the heat of the moment and the pain he had just endured he missed all three shots that he let out. He pulled himself up and he shot twice more hitting the man who was just stepping off the ladder in his right leg which he promptly went down but he kept firing a shot whizzing past Simon's right ear.

Simon decided retreat was now the best option as the two more men were reaching his position one on the left supporting his friend with the bullet in the leg while one was using the lift to the right. Simon took aim at the man on the right and now having regained his balance planted a shot right in the Antillians head splattering blood all over the bulkhead wall and sending the alien falling unceremoniously back down to the deck with another large thud.

Simon backed off firing his last remaining shot at the two now coming in from the left. With his escape route cut off the only thing he could do was jump. He swung over the railing and fell to the deck, he landed on his legs and dived forward, he quickly jumped to his feet and jumped into the turbolift that was facing him. He hit the turbolift wall with a thud on his right shoulder.

"Deck 5" he just screamed, he didn't know why he said deck 5 nor did he care he just wanted to be out of here.

The turbolift started to move upward and he thought he was safe but about 30 seconds into the journey the turbolift stuttered to a halt

"Shit their bringing the turbo lift back," he decided he had to get out of the lift he jumped up and removed the panel as the lift started to move again. He used his strength to hoist himself onto the top of the turbolift. He thought quickly and he decided to leave his hosts with a little parting gift, he pulled the phaser he had initially retrieved off the first guard out of his pocket and he set it to overload before dropping it into the turbo lift and putting the panel back. Just before the turbo lift reached its new destination back at deck 11 he jumped from the speeding lift and grabbed onto the ladder with his right arm and he then now in an immense amount of pain he grabbed the ladder with his left hand and he began to climb.

The ship suddenly jolted, like it had been hit with something.

"What the hell happened" the leader bellowed

"We just dropped out of Warp" the Antillian at the helm reported

"Why?"

"Unknown Leader but I can't seem to re-establish"

"Leader we are losing phaser banks and torpedo bays" the Antillian who was manning tactical reported

"Leader I believe the internal sensors are being scrambled" said the Antillian at ops. The leader tapped his comm badge

"Engineering what the hell is going on down there" there was no answer

"Engineering report!" he ordered again, still no answer.

"Bridge to Kleb get a team down to Engineering see what the hell is going on down there"

"Right away Leader" the voice acknowledged.

Chakotay jogged the Captain awake

"Captain I believe we have just dropped out of Warp" the Captain sat up, wiping her weary eyes.

"What, I suppose we have reached our destination then" she looked at the other command officers who all had quite a look of worry, apart from Seven and Tuvok who by their own admission 'didn't worry'.

"I wonder what happens next," Tom said looking at Harry intently.