Lost – Chapter 3
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Previously
"What happened?" demanded the Medic.
"I don't know found her like this in engineering. It's a bloody mess down there."
The medic gestured at the floor, "Lay her there and I'll be back in a moment."
As Sirius sat on the floor cradling the injured engineer, his thoughts turned to Harry.
Bridge - IKS Kaveth Nar
D'Mek was thrown forward as another torpedo impacted on his ships faltering shields. The attack had come entirely without warning. They had been struck by at least three torpedos within two seconds. The first impact had struck aft of engineering destroying the cloaking device and the second had struck just forward of engineering narrowly missing the warp engine but never the less shutting them down. They had somehow managed to raise their shields but were still taking a battering.
"I need weapons! K'Pell get down to engineering and find out what is happening. Tactical find who's attacking us and when you do fire at will." D'Mek's voice rang out over the bridge.
"Sir," reported tactical, "Three Romulan ships de-cloaking, ahead, port and starboard."
"Plot an evasion course; we need to punch through their formation."
The ship lurched as another volley of torpedoes impacted the shields.
"Shields are collapsing" reported Moros.
"Engines are not responding that last hit has damaged impulse drive capacity." The Klingon operations officer was working frantically trying to reroute commands through secondary and tertiary command junctions.
"Shields are down" announced Moros.
"The impulse engine is not responding, switching to emergency reserves."
D'Mek sat watching his crew work frantically looking for a route to victory but he could feel the ship dying around him. Quietly, just to himself he whispered one of the oldest maxims taught to him as a child. "Today is a good day to die."
He turned as the hatch slid open expecting K'Pell but was confronted by the human boy who was looking wide eyed at the smoke filled bridge.
"What are you doing here boy? Get off my bridge." D'Mek turned back to the viewscreen; he had no more time to spare worrying about a human child.
Harry however had other ideas, his godfather was he had no doubt in engineering right now and he wasn't about to abandon him. So he raised his voice over the noise.
"Sir engineering is wrecked, there has been some sort of explosion."
"What?" demanded D'Mek as he turned back to face Harry.
"Sirius is down in engineering it's wrecked." Harry was shouting to be heard over the noise on the bridge.
D'Mek cursed and tried to get engineering to respond, again nothing.
"D'Mek to K'Pell respond."
Silence….
"D'Mek to K'Pell respond."
While D'Mek tried to find out what was happening in engineering, Moros at Tactical was trying to pull enough energy to raise the shields and failing. His training finally kicked in and he found some untouched energy reserves and diverted them to the shields which flickered and came online. He quickly checked and found them holding at eleven percent. Then he realised that the Romulan ships were no longer firing. That could mean only one thing. Quickly he tried scanning the ship and cursed as he realised they were not functioning.
"Commander, shields are up and the Romulans have ceased fire."
"Tactical get weapons online, even if you have to pull power from life support".
Punching his comm unit D'Mek opened up a ship-wide channel.
"This is D'Mek we may have Romulan boarding parties aboard. I want them off my ship."
As D'Mek closed the channel he stood and stalked over to the operations officer.
"Are internal scanners online?"
"No but I am attempting to bring them back up now, I suggest…" the operations officer was thrown back as her console exploded. D'Mek's battle trained senses were telling him to move and he threw himself to the side, narrowly avoiding a second disruptor blast and landing on the floor next to the human boy.
"The hatch" bellowed Moros as he drew and fired his disruptor at the Romulans who were trying to force their way on to the bridge. He ducked for cover as return fire reached out for him.
D'Mek rolled to his knees cursing as he pushed the human toward the dubious safety of the tactical station and drew his own disruptor. He was in a bad position here partially exposed and yet unable to target the Romulans outside the entry hatch. He was in an excellent position however to see the two concussive grenades thrown on to the bridge. He pointed his disruptor at one of the grenades in an attempt to shoot it, knowing it was pointless but before he could there was a flash of white light. When his vision cleared he could see that and the two grenades were replaced by some sort of furred rodent. D'Mek turned to look at Moros to ask what happened but was confronted by the Human still hidden behind a console pointing his stick.
"I assume they are dangerous and I'm not an expert at transfiguration so should I get rid of them?" the boy asked.
D'Mek was rendered speechless for a few moments before he mentally shook himself and answered. "They are dangerous, so yes if you can do it."
"Evanesco" incanted Harry as the two furred rodents faded from sight.
"Now stay there, we have some Romulan curs aboard and they won't hesitate to shot you."
"I can help" insisted Harry.
"How boy, can you change the Romulans in to rodents and 'vanish' them too all while they are shooting at you?"
Harry paused knowing that D'Mek had a fair point didn't reply for a few moments as he tried to think of a solution.
"If I disarmed them could you deal with them?" Harry asked tentatively.
"How do you plan to do that?" D'Mek demanded.
"If I can see them I should be able to either summon their weapons or do what I did with the bombs." Harry could hear yelling outside he didn't need the translator to know the Romulans hadn't given up.
"I must be insane to even consider this but do it anyway." Raising his voice D'Mek shouted his orders to the bridge crew. "Cover fire; get them back from the hatch."
The Klingon crew opened fire and Harry dashed to the bulkhead beside the hatch as return fire from the boarding party began. Knowing that sticking his head out wasn't a great idea he racked his brains for a way to give him the time he needed. The Klingon crew watching him saw a smirk cross the humans face before he pointed his wand out the open hatch.
"Expecto Patronum"
As Prongs leapt from his wand he could hear the yelling change note. Moving quickly he looked out in to the corridor where he could see at least eight people who were not Klingons firing at his Patronus. Pointing his wand he quickly cast the summoning charm.
"Accio weapons"
At least a dozen metal objects flew toward Harry who hastily ducked out of the way letting the summoned weapons smash in to the far wall. At D'Mek's signal he and the Klingon crew burst in to motion drawing weapons and rushing the hatch. Harry leant against the bulkhead and tried not to listen to the sound of Klingon disruptors and screaming as the disarmed Romulans were overwhelmed. Soon the sound of fighting ceased.
D'Mek led his crew back to the bridge and Harry didn't fail to notice him sheathing his blade. As D'Mek reached him he laid a bloodied hand on his shoulder.
"You did well Harry."
Turning to Moros he glared at the young officer, "Give me good news".
Moros's fingers where flying on his console. "Shields are holding but I'm having trouble with sensors and wait, I have manual targeting back for torpedos and some systems are coming back online."
D'Mek pounded the arm of his command chair as he felt a rush of pride. His crew had come through for him, "Well done."
"It's not me some one is bringing auxiliary power on line from engineering. Sir Impulse engines are coming back online and we have some sensors operating."
"What are the Romulans doing?"
"Nothing…now they have just started powering weapons."
"Helm" ordered D'Mek. "Get us moving evasive pattern G'Kor"
"Disruptors online but targeting is still down." Tactical and Operations were working frantically to get control as the ship came back to life.
"Aim manually fire at will."
"Firing."
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Engineering - IKS Kaveth Nar
Sirius Black had no idea what he was doing but then again he hadn't from the moment he walked in carrying a barely conscious L'kor who had been threatening him with a number of grisly methods for arranging his demise.
When L'kor had regained consciousness in medical she had immediately tried to stand up and return to her post despite the medic and Sirius trying to hold her down. Eventually she had gotten them to agree to let her talk to her engineering crew. When she failed she tried the bridge also without success, when she began pounding on the bulkhead Sirius tried to calm the engineer who immediately turned on him.
"Listen you fool if no one is making repairs we are going to die. You me everyone so by Kahless get me to engineering you poxy son of a Targ."
Five minutes later Sirius carried the engineer in to the smoking ruin of the engine room, sitting L'kor at the engineer's station he quickly cast the bubble head charm on them both so they could breath. L'kor tried to do a diagnostic but it appeared the command systems were not working. She then tried rerouting but failed. Sirius who had stood wand in hand while she worked watched the engineer slump in her seat.
"What's the matter?"
"The control systems down. I can't do anything before repairing that system and by myself that could take hours, days."
Sirius looked around engineering thinking quickly. One of the most puzzling things he had encountered was the fact that most of the computers, electronics and such had not been affected by his or Harry's magic. He had put it down to the fact that they were both futuristic and not human and promptly stopped worrying about it as he like any pure blood wizard had no idea beyond the most basic functions how they all worked but perhaps that didn't matter.
"L'kor what if I repaired them? You would have to direct me but I think it should work."
"Are you serious?" she responded incredulously.
Valuing his health Sirius didn't bother with his favourite joke. "Well I have no idea how any of this stuff works but I don't think that will matter to the magic."
L'kor's eyes narrowed as she considered the human standing before her. He was an annoyance and frankly she had considered throwing him out an airlock but she knew and had seen some of his powers demonstrated, so maybe.
"Show me" she ordered.
Sirius pointed his wand at the console in front of the engineer, "Reparo".
Before her eyes the damaged console repaired itself and spluttered to life as error messages and warnings appeared.
"Alright human here is what we are going to do. We haven't got long and if I am right we may well be still under attack. So I will show you what to do and you do it, no questions."
"Just point me in the right direction," Sirius responded with a smile.
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USS Enterprise
Captain Jean-Luc Picard sat in watching the view screen as the Enterprise held its position. It appeared the Klingon ship was delayed, a not uncommon situation. There were a multitude of reasons why this could occur so he would play this one by the book.
"Data scan for any warp signatures or other engine emissions." Picard watched his 2nd officer comply.
"Nothing Sir" Data replied promptly.
"Mister Worf, please conduct a long range sensor scan. They could be cloaked for some reason." Picard didn't want to sound paranoid but this missed rendezvous was making him nervous.
"Captain" Worf responded his voice excited. "I have detected four ships on the projected route from the Tal Sigma system. There are large energy discharge residuals I would suggest there is a battle underway".
"Helm plot a course, maximum warp and engage" Ordered Picard.
The Ensign at the helm quickly complied.
"Sir, we should arrive in sixteen minutes and thirty-two seconds," supplied Data.
With a glance at his superior commander Riker turned to Worf. "Worf, go to red alert and raise shields as soon as we drop out of warp."
'Try to hail them Worf," ordered Picard in a calm voice.
Worf tried several channels before notifying the Captain.
"No response."
"Very well Mister Worf, please keep trying to raise them."
As the Enterprise closed on the ships. Data was busy conducting scans of the ships trying to gain all the information possible. Eventually the long range scanners succeeded. Data immediately informed the Captain.
"Captain long range scans indicate that four ships currently engaged consist of three D'deridex class Romulan Warbirds and a K't'inga class Klingon Bird of Prey. The Klingon ship is disabled with main power off line; one Romulan ship is damaged but it is operational."
"Understood Data, Worf target all three Warbirds."
"Captain the Klingon vessel appears to have restored power and is manoeuvring at impulse. It is now powering weapons."
Riker quickly walked to Worf's tactical station watching over the Klingons shoulder as he prepared the Enterprise for all eventualities.
"Sir, we are about to drop out of warp" observed Data.
"Shields up Mister Worf."
"Aye Sir"
The bridge crew watched as the Enterprise re-entered relativistic space.
"Hail them Mister Worf."
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Bridge - IKS Kaveth Nar
"Shields are at sixty percent and climbing."
The Kaveth Nar came to life again as she manoeuvred under power once more.
"Firing" called Moros at Tactical. "Direct hit their shields were just coming up and are now fluctuating."
D'Mek watched his tactical screen which was once more showing data. "Continuous fire on that vessel, batter her shields down" he ordered. They had a chance now.
D'Mek was tossed to the side as the ship took a disruptor blast, but the shields held and the Kaveth Nar ruthlessly returned fire. When the closest Romulan ship lost its aft shield emitter Moros had it targeted within seconds. Two torpedos destroyed it even as Moros began to target the next Romulan ship.
"Sir a ship just dropped out of warp, Starfleet Galaxy class" reported Operations. "One of the Romulan ships is turning to engage."
"Tactical" bellowed D'Mek, "Target the other Romulan ship. Give the scum everything we have."
"Firing"
Moros let loose a full spread of torpedos while maintaining disruptor fire on the Romulan ship. The Romulan ship's shields began to fail and it cloaked.
"Scan for Tachyon emissions."
"They've gone to warp, do we pursue?" asked Moros.
"No target the third Romulan," ordered D'Mek.
"Targeting, Sir they are firing on the Starfleet vessel, firing, no damage their shields are holding."
"Keep firing"
D'Mek watched on the view screen as the Starfleet vessel opened fire. Caught between the Klingon and Starfleet their shields failed and the Romulan ship was hit repeatedly. The strikes shredded its hull and inevitably the starship began to lose its hull integrity. Then a disruptor blast destroyed the containment systems for the artificial singularity that powered the ship.
The resulting explosion annihilated it. D'Mek sat back in his command chair for a moment savouring the victory before turning to his Operations officer.
"Are communications offline?"
"We have them coming back online now commander."
"Good work but for now send runners to all sections and report on damage and losses. Then begin damage control protocols."
"Captain?"
D'Mek cursed his inattention, he'd forgotten about the child.
"Boy….Harry report to" he almost said quarters but changed his mind "Engineering."
With a nod the boy took off out the hatch. D'Mek returned his gaze to the Enterprise several kilometres distant and frowned.
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Bridge - USS Enterprise
Data tilted his head in his approximation of puzzlement and completed a second scan of the Klingon vessel. It was obviously damaged heavily in the battle with the Romulans. That was not what puzzled him instead it was the speed at which repairs were being completed. Data did not see how such extensive repairs could be achieved.
"Captain I have been scanning the Kaveth Nar and have observed an anomaly. The vessel initial long range scans showed significant damage to their engineering section to the point that the vessel was apparently running on tertiary power systems. Over the past twenty seven minutes I have observed that nearly all critical systems bar their warp drive have come back on line."
Picard frowned and opened a communication channel, "Engineer La Forge report to the bridge."
La Forge responded immediately. "Captain I was just about to call you, something really strange is happening on that Klingon ship. I am getting weird power fluctuation readings and…" Picard cut his chief engineer off.
"Data reports the same, report to the bridge Commander."
"Aye sir"
"Captain the Kaveth Nar is hailing us," reported Worf.
Picard straightened his tunic and responded, "On screen."
An older Klingon, obviously a senior officer by his uniform appeared on screen. Behind him his crew could be seen engaged in repairs. Before Picard could speak the Klingon cocked an eyebrow and gestured at the screen.
"Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Enterprise, well it appears that I owe you for your assistance Captain. What say you beam over and we'll share a case or two of Blood Wine?"
"Have we met before Commander?" asked Picard.
"Not personally Captain Picard but I saw you on Qo'noS when you acted as the Arbiter of Succession and most in the fleet know of your exploits."
"Maybe we will have time to raise a cup or two. Now I believe we have some Federation citizens to repatriate and of course I can offer any assistance you may need to make repairs."
The Klingon Commander frowned and looked troubled, "Ahh that Captain Picard is where we have a slight problem."
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