Chapter Title: Angel Maintenance
Chapter Synapses: Hyperion encounters an anomaly that wreaks havoc on the ship. With ship's systems down, the crew must rise to meet the situation.
(Based on the Next Generation episode "Disaster".)
Written by: Seraph Koji
"Welcome aboard the USS Hyperion." West, in dress uniform, nodded to several diplomats entering the conference room.
"Thank you, Commander." The Cardassian man nodded, "It will be a pleasure to meet with the people who aided in freeing the Union from the Dominion."
"And one of the Federation diplomats responsible for the free-trade agreement of Rigel V." the Ferengi smiled.
West shook hands, "He'll be here in just a bit. In the meantime, can I get you anything?"
Collins, Starwind, and Winters sat in the Observitorium.
"How's your mom?" Winters asked Collins.
Collins sighed, "She copes. She doesn't contact me as much as before dad died."
Winters nodded, "I was orphaned when I was young."
Starwind rose, "I'd best be going. I have some diplomats waiting."
The room shook.
"Starwind to Bridge!" The call came to the bridge, "Report!"
The bridge shook wildly, "We have encountered an anomaly." The officer sitting in the command chair reported.
"Full reverse!" Ivano called.
The ship shook more violently. The lights fell to black, replaced by the faint red emergency lights.
"Main power off-line!" Taara reported, as sparks flew, "Secondary power failing."
There was a massive explosion on the bridge. Talara ran to the commanding officer's side. "He's dead."
"Engines are off-line, but we are clear of the anomaly." Ivano reported.
"There are other problems." Phral said from the Engineering console, "Comm.'s down, but we can't restore power from up here."
"Lieutenant, the duty officer is dead. You are in command." Ivano turned from the helm.
"Observitorium to Bridge." Winters beat a comm. panel, "Nothing."
"Comm.'s dead." Starwind reasoned, "Options?"
"Can't get to the bridge." Collins eliminated one course of action, "Emergency bulkheads have sealed it off."
"Engineering?" Winters asked.
"Not from here." Starwind sighed, "Collins, try to get us access to the main computer. Winters, we'll convert this place into a triage center. Find anyone with medical training and get them to work." Starwind issued ordered, "I'll try to get whatever power I can to this room."
"Just relax." West told the diplomats.
"I think his arm is broken." A Trill stood over the Cardassian.
"Let me set the bone." West pushed the bone into place.
"You're a Trill, aren't you?" The female Trill diplomat asked.
"Yeah. Well, half. My dad was Terran." West explained.
"Your mom?" The woman asked.
"Rezi Lankesh, Fourth host of the Lankesh Symbiote." West extended a hand, "Lieutenant Commander Amy West."
"Zerra Tolan." The woman extended her hand, "Tenth host of the Tolan Symbiote."
"You're joined?" West asked.
Tolan nodded, "You aren't, are you?"
"No." West shook her head, "I never really wanted to." There was an odd sort of silence, "How old is Tolan?"
"About 375." Tolan replied.
"Wow…"
"We have someone critical here!" Winter called to the single nurse who was in the room.
"Administer 100 CC's of this!" The nurse tossed Winters a hypospray.
"Nothing!" Collins pounded on a terminal.
Starwind lay in front of a power conduit by the bar while Collins attempted to access the nearby terminal. "Try now."
"Nothing!"
Sparks shot out of the conduit as Starwind screamed.
"Collins to Sick Bay, Medical Emergency…" Collins hit her comm. badge and sighed, "Right. Winters!" Collins called for help, "The Captain!"
"It's nothing, Dorian." Starwind lied, pulling his burned hand from the conduit.
"It looks rather bad, sir." Winters said, running over with a dermal regenerator.
"Survivors?" Talara asked Phral, who had brought what was left of the internal sensors online.
Phral interpreted the readings. "There are survivors. Plenty. I just can't tell who or where." He pointed to a few things, "These are real problems, though. We have a few areas where we are loosing structural integrity, and we have a few areas where we have an imminent hull breach an no way to seal it."
A door in Engineering gave way to a phaser blast, and VonBach entered. "What the hell happened!"
"We hut an energy siphoning anomaly." An engineer explained.
VonBach sighed, "We gotta get main power on-line."
"What about the bridge?" Winters asked Starwind.
Starwind, who was wrapping his hand in torn pieces of his uniform, shook his head, "We have to assume the worst, that everyone up there is dead."
"Fascinating." West nodded to the diplomat Tolan.
There was a groaning noise from the hull.
"What was that?" Tolan asked.
West stood, "It was bad. Help me get these doors open, we need to get everyone out of here."
"What now?" Collins sat next to Starwind, defeated.
Starwind shook his head, "We try to bring escape pods on-line, and fail because power's out. Then we go back to square one, restore power. That conduit was live, meaning the power grid has power somewhere, we just need to reroute it here."
"Where is power going?" Collins asked.
"It looked like weapons systems still had power." Starwind responded.
"I'll reroute the power." Collins stood.
Winters turned, "Are you insane? That console can't handle that kind of raw power! There's a reason those systems are so separated."
"It's a hell of a lot better than sitting here waiting for the end to come." Collins started work on the conduit.
On the bridge, things were little better. Phral worked madly to get anything to work, and Ivano reported the findings of his research, "With the life support grid in the state it is in, we won't have enough in a few hours. Less if other sections of hull give way."
"This is the USS Hyperion to any vessel. We have hit an anomaly that has caused major damage to our ship's systems. We require immediate assistance both mechanical and medical." Talara spoke into the active comm. unit on the bridge, "I've set that to auto-repeat, but there is no way of knowing if we are in fact transmitting or not."
"Chief, we can transfer control and power from the bridge still, right?" Ivano asked.
Phral shrugged, "I suppose so."
"Can we light up a workstation down there with a message?" Ivano asked.
"Repair tips." Talara added.
Phral thought for a moment, "I believe I know what to write. I'll get to work on that."
"One… two…" West and Tolan grabbed the goor, "Three!" Bothe pulled with all their strength, to no avail.
"Are there any Jeffries tubes access points in here?" Tolan asked.
West shrugged, "Let's look."
"Yes!" Collins exclaimed, jumping back from the conduit and running to the terminal, "From here, I may be able to restore internal comm. functions." She pressed the desplay and another explosion of sparks flew from the conduit, and the terminal went black.
"Or not." Starwind sighed.
"I'm rethinking this plan." Ivano watched Phral work, "We don't know if anyone is alive down there."
"Faith, Ensign." Talara replied.
VonBach leapt forward and pointed his phaser at the workstation he was leaning against, which suddenly came to life. He looked closely at it, "Hey, repair man, check it out."
One of the engineers walked over, "It has a directory open that gives instructions."
"Chief Phral?" Another asked.
"Don't know. But let's get to work." The first engineer said, "Alright, hre is what needs to be done."
"Damn!" West flopped against the wall, "We're going to die. That wall is going to fail, and we are going to be sucked into space."
The wall creaked again.
"We got maybe five minutes for them to restore power." West sighed.
The Ferengi began to hyperventilate.
"Don't use up all the oxygen." The Cardassian said, sternly.
Phral stared at the internal sensors, "Another section is about to give way."
Talara and Ivano watched the monitor intently.
"Look!" Winters pointed out the window as a bright flash gave way to a Sovereign class starship.
"Get me ship-to-ship! Someone!" Starwind ordered, and three people ran to the conduit.
"Can you get main viewer back yet?" Talara stared at the black screen.
"No."
"Someone out there, hear me…" Talara stared at the black screen with intensity.
"We have some power on!" Lights in Engineering returned to normal.
"Yes!" VonBach cheered, leaning against another workstation.
"Hey…" Winters stood at the terminal, "We have ship-to-ship routed through this room!"
"This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Federation starship Enterprise to disabled Starfleet vessel, we received a remarkably garbled distress call. Please respond." People in the Observitorium applauded and welcomed the hail.
"This is Captain Victor Starwind of the Federation starship Hyperion, we welcome assistance, Enterprise." Starwind responded, smiling widely.
"Hold your breath, and grab on to something fixed into the inner wall. Hold on tight. Live as long as you can." West ordered the three diplomats.
A moment later, the wall finally gave way, a large section flying apart, being replaced by… a force field.
"Am I dead yet?" The Ferengi asked.
West laughed, "They did it… power."
Starwind sat in the ready room of the Enterprise, "I understand you went through a similar ordeal on the Enterprise-D?"
"Tea, Earl Gray, hot." Picard said to his replicator, "Yes, a quantum filament moved through the Enterprise, causing extreme damage." He grabbed the tea, "Can I get you anything?"
"No, thank you." Starwind replied, "Do continue."
Picard sat at his desk across from Starwind, "Well, at the time, I was with several science competition winners from a primary school. We were in a turbolift…" He told Starwind the tale.
West and the three delegates met again in the lounge aboard the Enterprise, "I was sent to send Captain Starwind's apologies, he is busy coordinating repair efforts with Captain Picard. Once we reach starbase, a transport will take you to the summit."
"That seems alright." Tolan smiled, "Commander, when is the last time you spoke with you mother?"
"Years ago." West replied to her new friend.
Tolan's grin widened, "You should talk to her."
Talara sat on the bridge of Hyperion, watching stars streak past as Enterprise dragged her and the ship to a starbase. She smiled, "Chief, thanks for getting the screen on."
"I wanted to watch too." Phral replied.
"All ahead full, Enterprise." Ivano leaned back, "I gotta admit, it's easier on me to fly this way."
