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 10

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Chapter 10: Assault Teams

Simon hid in a Jeffries tube access port on deck 9 as he assessed his situation and decided what to do next.

"Right then the ship is travelling at impulse speeds, Computer how long will it take to get to the Antillian homeworld at maximum impulse."

"23 hours, 15 minutes …"

"Ok Computer that's enough" but he knew he couldn't kick back, he still had to rescue the crew and he was thinking now was the time. He mentally remembered how many of them he killed.

"Now there was the guy when I came out of the Jeffries tube, and there we two guys in engineering, that brings up the grand total of 3, so that means 17 to go" Simon stared at his own great mathematical skills for a moment.

"Shit I left my shotgun in the Jeffries tube outside engineering" when he raided engineering he decided to go on without it, he thought it would be too clunky and bulky and he had to act quickly in that situation so he left it in the Jeffries tube. Simon decided going back to get it was not a viable option at this point. He poked his head out of the door with both his desert eagles drawn deciding to forego a little accuracy for firepower in this case. He accessed a command console on the wall and accessed transporter control and suddenly his shotgun materialised next to him. He grabbed it and checked it decided he would have to add a strap so he could carry it over the shoulder. He decided he should move on, "Maybe its time I pulled the crew out of this mess" Unfortunately before he could even get started a phaser burst tore through the air right past his ear and into the command console he just used.

The ops station started to bleep and the Antillian manning it looked at the console and tapped a few controls "Leader I believe there is an unauthorised transport in progress"

"Where" the Leader asked suddenly interested walking over to the ops station

"The signal is in progress it hard to localise the command is routed through several places but I should be able to …" he trailed off as he worked hard "The signal is coming from a command console on deck 9 section 13 alpha."

"Get the assault team down there on the double"

"Yes Leader"

"Actually wait" the man at ops waited for new orders "make that two assault teams and remember to tell them we want him alive."

"Yes Leader" the man at ops tapped at his console dispatching the orders to the teams to move in on the position of the transport.

Simon ran down the corridor of deck 9 in a blind panic with five Antillians hot on his trail with phaser blasts following shortly before them. He decided that he had to get off this deck he ran towards a turbolift. Shortly before he got to it though the door slid open and another five Antillians piled out.

"Oh shit as he branched off down another corridor" he couldn't exactly start climbing up a Jeffries tube with ten men hot on his trail he had to find another way out, transporters or something. Suddenly Simon noticed he made a wrong turn when he heard one of the Antillians scream

"He is trapped that corridor is a dead end"

"Crap as he looked at the wall that mocked him lightly" he turned around and pulled the trigger on his shotgun and he blasted and Antillian that had hastily run round the corner in hopes of catching him off his guard. The guard went flying past and he hit the deck with a thud as rest of the guards started firing. Simon decided to do the only thing he could do, he opened a door and took cover inside the doorframe as another phaser shot whizzed past him.

The Antillian assault teams started shooting three shots hitting the wall in quick succession, he fired back but he decided a shotgun was not what he needed in this situation he need a rifle like they had. He was two far away and the spread of the gun was getting dispersed to far.

Simon took careful aim as he saw something that was swinging the battle slightly towards his favour as the teams started to group together. Eight more compression rifle hits hit the doorframe he was taking cover inside. He aimed again and fired two more shot gun rounds off he managed to catch two of them with the same shot although with the lousy dispersion and the length of the shot, the stopping power being greatly reduced lead to the two guards only being wounded.

Suddenly a sharp pain hit him in his right shin as he fell back through the door into the room, the door shut behind him. He looked at his right shin as he saw it smoking as he added another phaser burn to the one already in his shoulder. Although this one was not as bad, he guessed they wanted him alive now, Simon though that they might want him to restore Warp drive and the other systems he had taken offline. An Antillian had come to the door and Simon wheeled an fired taking somewhat of a surprise attack the guard thinking Simon was hurt took the full blast of the shotgun went flying back into the wall.

Simon looked down as he saw the guard had left him a present as the door shut again. A compression rifle, he quickly grabbed it as the door opened again, he lifted it and pulled the trigger the shot pushed the guard out of the door as Simon kept the trigger down. The guard went flailing backwards into the wall behind him holding his chest in a lot of pain. As the doors closed he saw the guard finally give up his fight and he fell to the ground as well, Simon looked at the charge on the gun, it was set to high stun but Simon knew a sustained shot like his at point blank range even only on high stun was just as good as a kill shot.

Simon changed the setting as he set the rifle for a kill setting and he walked towards the door again with the rifle raised. He winced slightly as he took stock of the new phaser wound in his leg and he tested to see how much weight he could put on it, which happened to be not a lot. He knew they had to be waiting just outside the door instead of coming in, after seeing two of their buddies get killed. There was still at least seven more of them waiting outside that door. He picked up his shotgun and he jammed five more shells into the chamber fully reloading it before snapping it shut again. He slung the rifle over his shoulder; he knew he had to get out of this room but how. He looked around for something he could use.