"Evasive manoeuvres! Pattern Omega Six, then move into Attack Pattern Beta One-Forty!" The Liberty crew slid smoothly into their new spots on the Omega, as Savel ordered his signature move set. Unfortunately, the Klingons had done their research, because they saw that coming. "Oh. Should probably use that less often." muttered Savel as the Klingons easily evaded his dual barrage pattern. "Sir! Torpedoes incoming!" yelled Kuolor, from his post. Savel grinned, and ordered, "Tractor beam. Let's steal their torpedoes. But don't let them know we're doing it." The Omega's tractor beam shimmered for a split second, then turned invisible in the blink of an eye, so fast, that you wouldn't know it had been visible a moment ago unless you were really looking for it. "Sir, torpedoes successfully retrieved." reported Adal from tractor beam control. "They're ours now." A sly expression crossed Savel's face. "Those torpedoes will register as Klingon torpedoes on their scanners. Perfect opportunity to confuse them. Ready, Adal?" Adal replied with "Affirmative." Savel smiled evilly, the inner Romulan coming out in him as he walked to the great big threatening button that controlled the torpedoes. He raised his hand, and slammed it.
Klingon Bird-Of-Prey
"Captain. The torpedoes have hit their target. No, wait. They haven't. Huh? The torpedoes are coming back at us!" The Klingon Captain jumped from his seat. "What? How?" Soon, the news had spread through the entire Klingon ship. However, no one had an answer. What they did have was their own torpedoes coming at them, and strange residual graviton readings. The Klingons were quite confused. But that wouldn't stop them. "Call in the backup." ordered the Captain.
S.I Omega
"Captain, another ship is approaching." announced Kuolor. "Not Starfleet." Great. The last thing the damaged Omega needed was MORE enemies to fight. Then it appeared on the viewer. A saucer-shaped ship, about the size of a twenty-first century aircraft. And The entire Bridge crew burst out laughing. "It's tiny! What threat could it pose?" asked Coto. Savel, however, was not tricked. "Dunno. The Klingons allied themselves with it, so it must be more dangerous than it seems." Suddenly, a loud, obnoxious, and very annoying voice sounded over the comms. "SURRENDER OR YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINAAATTTTTEEEEE!" "I remember those!" recalled Alieth. "Those are... the... the... da...de...dae... the pepperpots! Whatever, I don't remember their real name." Coto also remembered. "You mean the Daleks. The Doctor warned us about them. Savel, blow them up. Now." He sounded very scared. By Coto's tone of voice, Savel could tell that those 'dalek' things were dangerous, even though he didn't know what they were. "Torpedoes." he ordered. "Blow them out of the skies."
The Omega fired a barrage of torpedoes, alongside some phaser action. They all hit their mark. An explosion engulfed the Dalek saucer, but when the dust settled, they were dismayed to see that it looked almost unharmed. Suddenly, Lieutenant Black called in. "I got the shields up to 70%, but they won't budge any higher, even with Adal's help, and she's a good engineer. Still, it's better than- oh, never mind." Savel looked confused at the sudden cutoff. "What is it, Lieutenant?" Black's reply was grim. "Our shields are totally offline. And whatever weapon they used, we weren't able to detect it." Savel groaned. A weapon, invisible to their scanners? "Evasive action. Don't stick to a pattern, just make our movement as unpredictable as possible. And fire every so often, any time a hit is guaranteed. It's our only hope of winning this battle." The Bridge crew automatically executed the commands, and did it excellently. The Omega did not suffer any damage. However, the saucer was also holding extremely well; it may as well have been untouched by the torpedoes. The battle against the saucer seemed hopeless, so Savel ordered the primary target to be the Klingon bird of prey. Their shields were already down, after all. However, the job was made much harder with the threat of the saucer. And then things got so much worse. "Captain, we're out of torpedoes. And more ships are approaching. Mostly Klingon ships, but a few saucers as well." Savel was disheartened upon hearing the news. Why did nothing ever go according to plan? But, he did have some weapons on his side. "Coto, there's an enviro-suit in Airlock 7. Don it, then I'm beaming you to Liberty. The intruders should be dead, as you said Life Support was off. Turn it on; tell me when you do. I'll get the rest of your crew there after then. And I've got some trustworthy friends in Starfleet Intelligence. They're all over the place. They didn't answer the distress call from Liberty, even though many were in range, because they don't meddle with normal Starfleet matters, but they will help a fellow officer. Then we'll have some numbers too." Coto smiled. "This will be fun."
S.I Void
"Admiral. S.I Omega requesting assistance against Klingons." said Lieutenant Tav, the Pavakian tactician aboard the flagship of the Intelligence. Admiral Idiwar shot him a quizzical look. "Nordri should be able to handle Klingons in that ship of his. It beat mine- I mean, this one- in a training combat." Tev had a ready answer, after reading the rest of the transmission. "He mentions a new enemy, far stronger than any in our database. They took his shields from 70 to 0 in one hit." Idiwar was surprised. "Indeed? Let's have a look."
S.I Omega
"Captain, ships approaching. No identification, no known starship class." Savel looked at the monitor, and grinned. "Those would be Starfleet Intelligence ships, coming into the battle. No starship classification, because each is custom-made. Like mine. Makes it easier to identify them if you're in the Intelligence, and harder if you're not. Hmm, let's see what we've got here. Wasp, Soul Slayer, Ebony, Whisper, oh, Shadow's here! Wow, Selik must be really concerned over me and my ship... or curious about the nature of the enemy. Wow. Talk about cold-hearted. Anyhow, moving on, we've got Phantom, Silence, oh, Veil! Normally that one concerns itself with spy missions. Wow, Starfleet Intelligence must be really hyped up over an enemy not in the databases. Woah, Void is here?! That's the flagship, commanded by Admiral Idiwar himself! Strongest ship in the Fleet! I was the only one to beat it, and only beat it once, compared to my eighteen other losses!" Then, the Klingons arrived. Savel sent a fleet-wide transmission. "This is Commander Savel Nordri, of S.I Omega. The Klingons and their allies, called Daleks, have arrived in what is clearly an army in Federation space. Admiral Idiwar and Fleet Admiral Barker have confirmed that Starfleet and the Federation are taking this action as a declaration of war. At this point, the safety and well-being of your ship and crew become Priority One, overriding even the Prime Directive. Take any measures necessary to protect your ship and crew. Nordri out." And with that, all hell broke loose.
Heart of the TARDIS
TARDIS: The Daleks are back and my pilot is gone; what am I supposed to do now? There's one apparent solution, but is it right? The Time Lords were sent with Gallifrey to the pocket universe for a reason, a very good reason, to keep the universe safe. But now, would bringing them back still defeat the purpose of putting them there? Before, the answer would have been 'yes.' But now? Even with the Time Lords absent, the universe is still in danger, and really, the only hope the universe has is the Time Lords. The Daleks, in their weakened state, would be relatively easily defeated by the Time Lords. I think it's the right choice, to bring them back.. To do it, I must broadcast my pilot's name, throughout the universes. So here we go. Broadcasting…
S.I Omega
Savel was at a loss for words. The tactics of the Starfleet Intelligence fleet were so advanced, he didn't even know how they worked! So these were those manoeuvres that had been kept hidden in that vault: they were manoeuvres for when a large amount of Intelligence ships were working together! Idiwar was so clever. He receives a comm from Idiwar, telling him to go to his quarters and patch it there. He does so, Idiwar was probably giving him the new manoeuvres. He was right. Copies of the manoeuvre plans were sent to him, over his specific encryption code. He did his best to memorise them, then went back to the bridge, and started directing those movement patterns. And he fit right into the rest of the fleet.
The Intelligence ships were making short work of the Klingons. Using coordinated manoeuvres, they picked off the Klingon ships like flies. Soon, the Klingon ships were totally wrecked. The Intelligence ships, on the other hand, had suffered negligible damage. The Intelligence ships began to assault the saucers, which had been a heavy inconvenience throughout the battle. But the Daleks were not so easily cowed, nor their saucers as easily destroyed. The Intelligence ships barely made a dent in the Daleks' defence. This time, the Daleks were the ones picking off ships like flies. However, the Intelligence was much wiser than the Klingons. Every time a ship was hit, it would warp away to safety to perform repairs. Even so, without any ships destroyed on the Intelligence side, the Daleks had the advantage. Their ships were simply stronger. Starfleet would need help.
Suddenly, a strange code blips across the Communications console. And the Daleks fall still.
And as if a gift from heaven, the help came. Huge golden spire-like ships zipped into the battlefield and fired on the Daleks. Savel was amazed at the efficiency of the ships. "Hail them, I want to know who they are." His hail was answered by a man wearing a funny-looking hat, resumably the captain of the other ship. "I am the Time Lady Asaki of Gallifrey. Our fleet of War TARDISes has been called to deal with the Dalek issue." Coto butted in. "Who called you?" he asked. Asaki replied with "We were called by the Doctor's TARDIS." Coto was surprised. "The Doctor is alive?" Asaki glanced downward, but looked back at the camera a moment later. "The TARDIS broadcasted the message. She does not know the whereabouts of her pilot. And yes, TARDISes are sentient. But why do you ask?" Coto's face fell. "Oh. I asked because the Doctor rammed his TARDIS through the front wall of one of those ships. It crippled the ship, but I think he died. When the smoke cleared, the area was empty." Asaki was silent. Another Time Lord said from behind her, "We mourn with thee. The Doctor was the one to save Gallifrey. We all owe him our lives." Suddenly, Asaki and the other Time Lord were thrown off balance. "Now, Captain, we must return to the battle." Asaki says, then turns off the transmission.
The Time Lords, or, more accurately, Gallifreyans, had easily defeated the Daleks. Their War TARDISes had seemed specially equipped to fight the Daleks, and the Gallifreyans had been able to predict the Daleks' manoeuvres as well. It was almost as if the Gallifreyans had battled the Daleks before. As the battle wound down, Asaki, who turned out to be leading the fleet, bade Savel farewell and thanked him for the help in defeating the Klingons. The War TARDISes left, and Savel leaned back in his chair and sighed. The battle was over, and Starfleet had won. And in the passage, they had found a new ally. And, better yet, the Daleks were now in their database. Any time they met the Daleks in the future, they would be ready. Coto had also offered the information he was able to get on the Doctor to Savel, to add to the databases. Savel was pondering the outcomes of the battle, when suddenly, a huge metal sphere rose in front of Omega. And it was the Daleks. They forgot about the flagship, which had not entered the battle, the Dalek Crucible. Oh, great. Last thing they needed was another battle. Especially since the Time Lords had left, and Starfleet Intelligence was in no condition to fight.
The Crucible raised its weapons. Savel watched as the Dalek guns powered up, and knew they were screwed. Then the whole thing, the entire Crucible, simply blew up.
It just exploded and was gone. Coto and his crews had no idea what caused the explosion. But what they did know was that they were safe. The Daleks were gone, and so were the Klingons. For now. They set course for Starbase 9 to perform repairs and honour the dead. When they arrived, Fleet Admiral Barker was standing in the transporter room, waiting for them.. "Good work. I should consider giving you a promotion for that." Coto shook his head. "It wasn't me. I couldn't have done it without Savel, Admiral Idiwar, Starfleet Intelligence's fleet, Asaki and her Time Lord fleet, and most of all, the Doctor. Speaking of which, we should give him a proper funeral. He died flying his ship into the Klingon ship." Barker started. "What? He flew his ship into a Bird-of-Prey? INTO one?" Coto nodded. "Yeah. The whole collision course manoeuvre, that's what he did. It worked." Barker thought for a while, then said, "Well, that's a pretty stupid idea, but it's really courageous of him. We should definitely honour him with a proper funeral."
"Officers of Starfleet. We are assembled here to honour a man, deceased in combat. He was not of Starfleet, and was obviously not of any other major factions in the universe. We recently found out he is a Gallifreyan, from the planet Gallifrey. He abruptly materialised in the bridge of the U.S.S Liberty during a Klingon boarding party raid, blocking the turbolift doors and arresting the progress of the Klingon boarding party. He then proceeded to attempt to infiltrate the Klingon base in Engineering, only to discover one of his own enemies, the Daleks. The Liberty, helped by the Omega, engaged the Bird-of-Prey, but with little success. The Doctor finally crippled the Klingon ship, by flying his own into it, but at the cost of his life. And we are assembled here to honour the Doctor." The flagbearers were solemnly folding the Federation flag, as Coto ended his speech, when the wind picked up, and a familiar sound filled the air. Coto looked up. "What? No way. That's… that's…." The rest of Liberty's bridge crew were also looking towards the sound. Coto was amazed. "But... I know that sound. It brings hope to anyone who hears it, no matter how lost they are. That's the sound the TARDIS makes. Which means… " Barker walked up and asked, "What is it?" Coto replied, rather absentmindedly, "Something ancient, something new, something borrowed, something..." The TARDIS materialised, and Coto finished, "Blue!" The doors swung open. And the Doctor walked out. "Did you miss me?"