On the side of Angels.
Chapter Eleven.

"If we take out the two guards over by the night shift, the prisoners could help us overwhelm the rest who are sleeping." Thalonious suggested. "Then we can work unhindered."
Kathryn nodded agreement.
"We disable the digging gear and its power supply generator, I dont want this all starting up again if we fail." Kathryn added sternly.

"That's the easy part planned, but how do we get out of here?" Tulamina asked concerned.
Once it has been detected up above that the diggers and generators are no longer operational, it's only a matter of time before a tech team will be sent down to see what's wrong and the place will be swarming with security guards."

"Don't worry Tula, I have that part covered." Thalonious reassured her as he stroked her face affectionately. Kathryn could see that they were deeply in love. Two sides from divided worlds, brought together by something more powerful than greed, religion, politics or race. True love had the power to move borders she thought and smiled.

The two guards were easily overcome, in their dazed sleepy stupor, they put up no resistance. Thalonious and Kathryn bound and gagged them while Tula bolstered the exhausted prisoners to fight and help in the sabotage and escape plan.
The thought of freedom gave them hope, so with renewed energy and motivation they made swift work of capturing the rest of their jailers and liberating the other captives.

Coordinated by Tula, Thalonius and kathryn, they split into three groups. Tula was in charge of the sabotage team, destroying everthing that made this hell hole work. Anything that could be pulled apart and carried was thrown into the lava, alomost everything else to big to move was smashed. Only communications, atmosphere temperature and oxygen ventilator recycler generators were left til last.

Kathryn's group guarded the transport area incase anyone tried to beam in. Thalonious's band stood watch over the guards while he made efforts to get in touch with his contact up above.

Tuvok had the bridge as both his senior officer and Captain were unaccounted for, thanks to the Proconsul blocking all communications in or out of the planet and a good deal further. They could get no news of the Delta flyers progress on their mercy mission either. Tuvok realised that the Proconsul was stalling for time, he put the ship on yellow alert after he lost contact with his away team that beamed down outside the mining facility to ascertain the situation and make contact with the Captain and B'Elanna.

The conditions did not seem to bode well for the inhabitants as the pieces of the mystery mining colony was being put together by the crew looking for hints and leads as to what was going on down on the planet.

Seven had managed to map out the mines with the polythermal imaging in astrometrics and the pictures coming back from inside the volcano made it alarmingly apparant what the Tagorians were trying to do as unbelievable and unethical as it seemed. Without emotion and in her efficient Borgish cold matter of fact manner, Seven explained what she assumed to be the goal for the digging activity in the mine going by the pattern angle and width of the two tunnles being excavated.

Harry blurted out with anger. "But that's murder, it's genocide, all the Bagothans will be killed, they won't stand a chance."

"Yes Mr Kim, we are well aware of the consequences, but please try and keep your emotions in check." Tuvok admonished. "It won't help the situation any."

"What about the Captain? Kim asked concerned, regardless of Tuvoks words. "We must find her and get her out."
Harry admired and respected his Captain like no other on Voyager, he idolised her even, she was up there on the pedestal he kept for his beloved mother who cared nurtured, encouraged and loved him. The same things he felt he received from the Captain.

He would be devastated if he lost her, it had been enough to adjust to being stranded seventy thousand light years away from his family. He'd found a great friend and confidant in Tom but the Captain was his surrogate mother who had helped him find his terra firma.

"Rest assured Mr Kim we will do everything within our power to get her back safely." Tuvok said in his calm neutral confident manner.

Vazúl was angry at having been awoken in the middle of the night, but when he heard what had been going on down in the volcano, he kept his temper in check and instead concentrated that released energy into the next course of action. It never paid to lose control and allow emotion to rule over judgement.

That meddlesome Capatin, I should have killed her instead of keeping her alive just for that extra ransom bonus, he cursed himself and his greed, sometimes it got in the way of his senses. The night guard had already sent down a riot squad but after sounds of weapons fire and muffled shouts, communication had been abruptly disconnected. The prisoners were prepared he thought, and did not deem it wise to send in another group.

Vazúl now fully clothed and wide awake was ordering a holding pen to be set up, they would beam the prisoners into it to disarm and contain them out of the way, while the tech squad went in to ascertain the damage.

Kathryn had been transported to the surface with her group, she retrieved her spare comm badge from where she had hidden it before the Proconsul's men had arrested her.

There was chaos on the surface now, as the prisoners set on their captors mixed in with Bagothan sympathisers, the Tagorian rebels who were helping them disarm the guards.
The communication jamming system was destroyed and Kathryn was able to contact Voyager, the relief on the bridge at the sound of her voice was clearly evident by the smiles that beamed from everyones faces except Seven and Tuvok, who both only managed a raised eyebrow and implant as they looked around at the rest of the crew laughing and expressing their joy after Harry Kim let rip a whoop of joy, Star fleet decorom be damned he grinned, somewhat shame facedly, after seeing Tuvoks reproachful glare at him.

"Tuvok I need you to beam me down a well armed security team and have the Doctor on standby ready to receive casualties." Kathryn ordered with a smile on her face at the sound of joy from her crew coming over the comm at the sound of her voice.

"Very well Captain, shall we beam you aboard now?" Tuvok asked.
"Negative, I'm staying here until I know everyone is safe, and the mining operation is shut down once and for all.
Did Chakotay manage to get in contact with the Dragonis Alliance?"
"Yes Captain, their Interstellar space station has despatched two light cruisers and four escorts to investigate the accusations, they will be here in approximatly fourteen minutes."
"Very good. Out." Kathryn ceased communications to get on with the mopping up operation. She knew Voyager and the crew were in capable hands.

Tuvok did not persist, he knew it would be pointless to demand the Captain return and let the security team handle things, it was just not her way.

Vazúl realised that this was one battle he was not going to win, he had been unable to contact either of the two ships sent to get rid of the shuttle and he suspected they had been caught or had slunk off, not wishing to report failure, which ment that the shuttle could have reached the Trade Consortium or worse I.D.A., he was no fool to take them on head to head and decided to beat a hasty retreat while he still could.

It was time to cut his losses on this job and get to safety, he had no intention of going to prison for the Tagorians plans, he was just the soldier carrying out orders and not the brains behind the operation. The Tagorian council he knew would deny all knowledge and blame him to save their own reputaion and skins, but he had no intention of being the scape goat nor be around to accept the consequences.

As soon as he had been woken up and relaid the situation he'd put his ship and crew on standby, ready to depart at a moments notice. He now headed for the take-off zone, eager to put this place far behind him.