Hello everyone! I have another chapter for you and hope you enjoy it. I'm glad of publishing a scifi chapter as today is the 66th Anniversary of the reporting of the crash at Roswell… which was either a Ferengi shuttle from DS9 or a crashed Old Kings vessel from Star Fleet Universe.

Imperius-Rexford: Well thank you, I hope you continued to enjoy this story.

This isn't going to be like J.J. Abrams Trek where Vulcans are continued to be portrayed from Star Trek: Enterprise as racist, homophobes that hate people with HIV and hope they died (yes, that was an actual storyline on Enterprise and B&B wonder why Paramount took Trek away from them after that) or would play Judas on you after saving his life or whiny starship captains because they were raised by their widowed mother (which statistically speaking he should have been more level headed than canon Kirk) or where internal reality is denied that Klingons are aggressive conquerors and war with them is inevitable as 'Errand of Mercy' clearly showed. However, I will borrow other more acceptable things from his reimaging as I've done with his version of Caitians for Cat's species.

I do have my preferences in pairings, but I have no set pairings in this story and I will not rule out pairings happening that may naturally develop out of the story.

I've used Joe Flanigan as Steven Shay for years, long before Dan cast one for iGoodbye because I assumed he was just like his buddy Colonel Morgan: a former flyer that got into Special Forces after a successful flying career, so I needed an actor that the reader would believe was such and was a pretty good close age at the same time.

Agent-M-0167: Thanks. It would have been four in four, but I wanted to do some double checking before I posted this update. I obviously can't keep up this update rate due to my other projects, but I wanted a good start.

Fanfic-Reader-88: Well Shay explained what Freddie has to do, so I guess as a reader, he feels that this mission is more dangerous than beaming down to a planet with a bunch of redshirts (Rule 52 Why Kirk is better than Picard). What happened to Carly is a spoiler.

Challenge King: They deeply care about one another, maybe too deeply to effectively serve together, but that is the way it is for them.

Rating: Probably up to M due to Violence and Brief nudity

Chapter 4: Now this is Clubbing

Bridge
USS Tori (NCC-1725)
Stardate 2267.155
(June 4, 2267)

A random crewmember shouted as Captain Benson stepped out of the turbolift and unto the bridge, "Captain on the Bridge."

Captain Benson took the Command Seat and called out over his shoulder to the redheaded Caitian, "Valentine, get me the dock master."

"Aye, aye, Skipper… you're on sir."

He held back a smirk as he let the redhead have far too much leeway in etiquette and protocol, but she just so sweet and innocent… until her claws came out and could shred a man to pieces as they could be just as deadly as their cousins the Kzinti. On the bright side, they wouldn't eat you as a Kzinti given the opportunity.

"This is Captain Benson requesting permission to depart."

The female dock-master replied over the intercom, "Permission granted Tori."

"Cohen, clear all moorings then engage port thrusters."

The brunette helmswoman answered as she tapped her controls, "Clearing all moorings, aye sir… engaging port thrusters."

Cat called out, "Sir, I have a voice message from Admiral Shay."

"On speakers Lieutenant."

Admiral Shay's voice called out, "Godspeed to the brave crew of the USS Tori."

"Thank you Admiral." Benson softly smiled then commanded, "Navigation, set your course for sector thirty-seven zero four, the Skoleos system and Helm, engage at Warp Nine once we're clear of the base's patrol perimeter."

Powers called out with a smirk, "Aye Captain."

Cohen called out, "Aye sir."

Hanger Deck
USS Tori (NCC-1725)
Just outside the Skoleos System
Stardate 2267.160 (June 9, 2267)

After six days and more than ten thousand light-years of travel, the Tori approached at low impulse speed to the outskirts of the Skoleos System.

Captain Benson was the first one to arrive on the Hanger Deck in civilian clothes of a black just past waist length Star Fleet field jacket stripped of all insignia or markings that it was Star Fleet (you couldn't go wrong with concealed body armor), navy blue Henley under one of his ever present flannel patterned button shirts and blue jeans.

As he waited for the others to arrive, he double checked his micro-tricorder in his right inside pocket. It didn't have the functionality of a full modern tricorder, but it did have the advantage of being smaller as a handheld cut down model similar in appearance to the ones used back in the days just before the Earth-Romulan War, but far greater capabilities. After satisfied that it was functioning, he double checked his phaser pistol that Brevet Major Smith was kind to have one of his weapons smiths modify to make it look like a civilian model. He was sliding the weapon into the inside built in holster of the jacket, but stopped when he heard the turbolift doors opened and turned to see who arrived.

Benson's throat caught as he saw Doctor West exit the turbolift and enter the Hanger Deck. Jade was in her civilian clothes of her black leather jacket, a heavy black athletic undershirt, medium blue jeans and black boots. She put in blue hair extensions that would have matched her blue uniform if she was wearing it. However, the other most noticeable thing he noticed as she walked closer was a ring piecing of the far side of her left eyebrow and a nose stud on her right nostril of her nose.

She gave him as smirk and raised the pierced eyebrow as she questioned, "How do I look? Do I look like a Star Fleet officer now?"

He finished holstering his weapon then gave her another up and down glance and answer after clearing his throat, "Ah… no." He motioned to her hair and face and awkwardly commented, "It's been a while since I've seen you like that."

She ran a hand through her curly dark locks, "Yeah, pulled out some old favorites: the extensions and piercings." She wiggled her nose and commented, "I actually had to re-pierce them as they had closed up after all this time."

"I should take a picture for your mom. I know she would be 'thrilled' for you to have them back."

The Doctor narrowed her eyes on him to dare him to do such a thing. After a moment they both broke out into a soft laugh then as she was calming down questioned, "We ready to go?"

"We're waiting for Shapiro."

She rolled her eyes and muttered, "Of course we are… he's probably being held up by Cat."

Benson slightly frowned as he dryly commented, "I'll give him a few more minutes. I don't know how long we'll be gone, so let them have their moment."

"I don't care about them having a moment. I just wished they'd stop it with the 'will they/won't they' thing and just make a decision about whether they want to be together and not worry about being different species."

Brevet Major Smith was standing off to the side with Commander Gibson to issue out sidearms to the doctor and Commander Shapiro before departing and coughed out, "Not the only two playing it."

Jade snapped her head and glared at the marine major then hissed out, "I'm sorry Brevet Major; I didn't quite catch that?"

The marine cleared this throat then answered, "Just clearing my throat ma'am." He took another step towards her and brought up a small weapon's case. He held it with one forearm and opened it with his free hand. He pulled out and handed the Doctor a Type-II pistol phaser and two power pack magazines.

Jade knotted her brow as she examined the weapon. "What's with the black color scheme?" she questioned in reference to the embedded Type-I phaser in the pistol phaser and grip being black instead of the standard red color.

He snorted out a laugh, "Makes someone think it's a common knockoff one instead of the real deal. All traces of it ever being registered as a Star Fleet weapon has been scrubbed, but they'll get a real surprise when it has all the settings."

She softly smirked at the marine and softly retorted, "Let's hope the stun setting is the only one I have to use."

"Let's hope you don't have to use it at all ma'am."

She cracked a friendly smile, his half stray comment forgotten and answered while she stuffed the weapon and magazines in the custom made holster and magazine carrier in the left inside flap of her jacket, "Let's hope you're right."

Commander Shapiro arrived a few moments later with the turbolift door opening with Cat accompanying him.

Jade slightly frowned and commented, "You're late."

The science officer started trying to mutter out an excuse, but saved him from an explanation with Cat wrapping her arms around Jade's waist and pulled her tightly against her while her tail tickled the back of the Doctor's neck.

The dark haired doctor slightly frowned from the tickling sensation, but returned the hug.

The communications purred out a soft laugh then released her friend. She turned to the captain and hugged him too.

Benson kept his arms out and cleared his throat then delicately commented, "Lieutenant?"

She pulled away and brushed over the front of her mini-dress uniform and let out another laugh.

He dryly asked, "What am I going to do with you?"

The redhead reacted with another soft purring laugh that caused even Benson to smile.

Robbie picked up his sidearm from Smith then he and Jade headed for the shuttle, while the Captain stayed for a moment to speak with Gibby and Smith. "The ship is yours Commander and Major… the Tori will not be any prize for the Empire; is that understood?"

He snapped off a salute and answered, "Yes, sir."

Benson returned the salute then turned to head for the shuttle, but stopped and watched Jade enter the shuttle, the doctor pausing only a moment to look over her shoulder at the captain before stepping completely inside.

Gibby took a step beside the Captain cleared his throat then leaned over and whispered, "I personally checked the shuttle from bow to stern. She'll bring her back."

Benson glanced down at the deck plate and whispered, "Thanks Gibby."

The engineer patted his captain on the shoulder then Benson headed for the shuttlecraft.

Skoleos
Sector 3704
Federation Space
Stardate 2267.160 (June 9, 2267)

Ever since Captain James T. Kirk's fateful meeting with the Gorn over Cestus Three and the single combat between him and the Gorn captain on a planet provided by yet another possibly godlike species the Metrons, the border had become a trading hotspot between the two powers with the Skoleos acting as mediators as they shared a unique position. The Skoleos were a Federation Associate Member race that had very good relations with the Gorns proximity to their space and due to their similar natures as a species of being like Earth chameleons with lean and wiry builds.

This relationship however was resented by some in the Federation Council as the Skoleos had failed to inform them that Cestus Three was in Gorn space before it was established and led directly to the needless massacre of the entire population, including women and children and leading to questioning how loyal they were to the Federation and a few calls to have them expelled as members. Fortunately in many ways that discussion was quickly tabled with the Gorn paying for reparations for the attack and executing their own starship commander as a war criminal.

After that and contrary to one might expect from the Gorn's ferocious appearance, the only aggression truly between the Federation and Gorn Confederation was economic as the two star nations shared the desire to have peaceful relations with their interstellar neighbors.

However, one still had to give pause when a Gorn walked passed which there were several as Captain Benson and his officers walked into a bustling multilevel club located within the spaceport complex to meet their 'travel agent'. The time was night on this side of the planet and the party was already getting started in the club with flashing of different color strobe lights, music from several different languages playing at the same time and the dance floors filled with scantily clad young people of probably a dozen species.

The floors of the second and third levels were made of transparent aluminum, allowing the patrons on the lower floors to look up at their fellow dancers. Robbie trailing behind cleared his throat while looking up to the second floor as he noticed a number of the females wearing skirts on the second level were clearly not wearing underwear… and some had both sex organs.

As they passed a group of tall tables lining the right side of the establishment, a Kzinti female noticed Robbie and let out a soft hiss to catch his attention. The science officer paused at the familiar feline hiss and turned to look at the felinoid. She hooked her right thumb under the spaghetti strap of her colorful top and pulled it down to flash him one of her three supple breasts then pulled the strap back into place. Robbie freezing at the sight gave her all the time she needed to gracefully walk over to him.

She wrapped an arm around his shoulders and smiled to him, but a moment later she hissed at him, apparently smelling Cat's scent on him and recognizing it was a Caitian scent. The two species may have been supposedly related, but there was no love lost between them.

Robbie thought for a second that she was going to sink her teeth into his throat, but she screamed out in pain and turned to her left to see Jade glaring at her and firmly stepping on the Kzinti's tail.

Jade hissed out, "Go sink your claws into someone else; he's not a meal and he's taken."

She was about to lung at the pale doctor, but looked down to see that Jade had slipped her phaser out from her jacket. Apparently staring down at the phaser pointed at her caused her to reconsider her actions and took a step back.

Jade released the woman's tail and she headed back to her table. The Doctor glance at Robbie with the same annoyed expression.

He muttered out apologetically, "I'm sorry, the purr was familiar."

The blue streaked hair doctor shook her head and slipped her phaser back in the holster then turned to catch up with the Captain.

Despite the strobe light show and sounds of the club, the trio was able to make their way through the crowd with Jade dodging a handful of patrons wanting to have a dance with her and they found the 'travel agent' sitting in a more exclusive cordoned off area near the back of the club on the first floor.

Beck Oliver at the moment was seated in the center of a half circle couch behind a glass table with several lovely, but scantily clad young ladies sitting with him: a blond, a redhead and a raven haired Orion (non-slave girl) while enjoying his drink. He was a sharply dressed young man with nearly shoulder length hair wearing probably the latest fashions of his homeworld which looked like he had just stepped out of a royal court with his long purple coat, white frills button shirt and blue slacks.

The ladies weren't the only ones with him as he was speaking with an Orion gentleman with a marking on his jacket that Benson instantly recognized as the insignia of the Orion pirates operating in this area of space and guarded by a rough looking human and two Gorn with about half a dozen more Gorn sitting in a neighboring VIP seating enjoying the evening and entertaining some female Skoleos.

Benson wearily eyed the bodyguards and the other Gorn as he led the three to the other end of the table and politely questioned, "Mister Oliver?"

The tall human around the same age as Benson gave him a cold expression and slightly moved his hand towards the inside of his jacket, a motion Jade mimicked towards her own jacket.

"Yes, what can I—oh, Mister Benson?" He smiled at the starship commander and motioned for him to walk closer and have a seat on the other side of the half-circle booth.

The brown eyed young man passed the human bodyguard another glance, but Beck reassured him, "Oh, don't mind Randy. He's a good fellow."

Benson threw him one more guarded glance before he and Jade had a seat on the other side with Robbie remaining standing off to the side and watch the proceedings.

Beck passed another word to the Orion gentleman and he departed, throwing an annoyed expression at the pair. The long haired gentleman continued with a pleasant tone, with a particular eye on Jade, "Greetings, I'm Beck Oliver and you are Mister Benson and Miss West?"

The Captain returned the smile, "Yes we are, but before we begin, I was under the impression you were a legitimate businessman from your sector of space."

The handsome gentleman's smile faltered, but quickly recovered with a laugh, "I assure you, I'm a legitimate businessman."

Benson gave him a soft smirk as he replied, "There's not much legitimate business you can do with the Orion Pirate Cartels. They're pirates, plain and simple. If you want to get more complicated, they're criminals, mercenaries, raiders, slavers, spies, and smugglers."

He smiled to the pair despite the fact that the Orion young lady with him frowned. "I'm new to this sector of space. I'm originally from Corellia and since the hyperspace disturbance barrier that separated the two halves of the galaxy has disappeared, I'm just one of many taking the opportunity to expand my business in new territories and getting a 'lay of the land' as your people might say. I'm figuring out who I can and who I cannot do business with."

Benson motioned with a finger at one of the imposing Gorn. "I see maybe you already made a good choice with such 'friends'. An Orion is going to think twice before messing with a Gorn."

"It's always good to meet and greet new customers and employ a local guide. It's a good way to stimulate the local economy and reassure them that you're serious in doing business and as I point out, figure out who I can do legitimate business with."

The more muscular young man nodded his head and Beck took that as a signal that he could get on with business. He leaned back in his seat and smirked to the pair, giving the doctor a particularly long glance, "Now what can I do for you and your very lovely girlfriend? Your message was a little vague about wanting transport."

Benson frowned at the playboy business man while Jade replied with a teasing smile. She placed her hand over Freddie's right hand and gently squeezed it while looking Beck straight in the eyes. "We're looking for fast, safe passage to the other side, away from the fighting and safely start a family. We're hoping to find an out of the way spot so we can blend in." She let out a sweet laugh and motioned her head over her right shoulder. "Along with my brother."

Beck looked passed her to see a curly hair young man nervously laugh his way out of an apparent awkward conversation with a Gorn.

The pale young doctor continued with an affectionate tone, "He always seems to get himself into trouble and I can't leave him behind. Who'd take care of him?"

The long haired business man continued with a charming smile, "I'm Corellian; my people understand the importance of family bonds."

She returned with an equally charming smile, as if to tempt him to further flirt with her despite the fact she was sitting beside Freddie and holding his hand.

"So you three want to get out of the way of the fighting? I can't say that I blame you. This sector's obviously next on the Imperial's list. After they take this sector, they take a left to destroy the border battle-station and leave your north-east wide open so they can attack my new Gorn friends or take a right and destroy your starbase, leaving your entire Northeastern Region of your Federation without any organized resistance and a free straight line to your core worlds."

Benson cracked a soft smile, instinctively wanting to correct him that 'straight line' meant going through seven additional sectors with several major systems and installations before reaching the core systems (assuming the Imperials didn't just bypass those sectors with their advance FTL drive). The Captain decided to take a different approach, "I didn't realize you were a strategist."

"I can read one of your public starmaps and see the major trade routes."

Benson raised an eyebrow to concede the point. The Federation was far more open with their internal composition than the other star nations.

Beck took a sip from his drink then continued, "I have a perfect guy that I do business with on a regular basis… ah outside contractor that I use for my high priority shipments and I think will suit your needs. I went ahead and sent for him so he's already on the planet, but he doesn't come cheap nor does my finders fee. I'm going to need some hard currency, not some Federation credit that's going to be worthless in a month."

Jade leaned forward with her right elbow against the table and her right hand fingers lazily playing with an old Shay family cross pendant just above her cleavage showing from her scoop neck shirt, and teasingly answered, "I think we'll be able to do manage to pay for your services." She caught him taking a quick glimpse at her cleavage, apparently appreciating the view of the real thing than the artificial ones were currently surrounding him. Her smile grew slightly bigger in knowing she had just hooked him with drawing his attention to her 'assets' from a simple, 'innocent' gesture of playing with her necklace.

Beck cleared his throat and motioned for Randy. "Randy, would you please inform the captain that his passengers have arrived?"

The tall, muscular bodyguard nodded his head then started on his way.

Beck raised his glass and toasted, "May you two have beautify babies."

Jade immediately felt Freddie's hand slightly flinch under her hand still resting on top of his hand at the mentioning of having children, but fortunately Beck was too preoccupied with taking a sip from his drink and stealing glances at the doctor.

Benson remained silent, but Jade covered by continuing to smile and answered, "Thank you for that support."

A moment or so later, Randy returned with two gentleman about the same age as the Captain. Benson turned his attention to the pair and gave them look once over. The first young man was just slightly taller than Benson, but a slimmer build wearing a black leather jacket with a gray hood, a button shirt equivalent to a Henley and what Benson guessed was the other gentleman's civilization's version of denim or he had just purchased a pair within the Federation. What was most striking to that starship captain was that the freighter captain wore a right thigh holster with sidearm tucked into it as if he had just stepped out of an old Earth US Western with apparently no concern with a no visible weapons policy in the establishment. The other odd thing he noticed was a silver cylinder attached to the weapon belt.

The second gentleman was even taller, but lanky with wild curly sandy hair with antiquated glasses of all things on his face and if bared a resemblance to crewman Van Cleef. He was dressed similar to the first one, but carried with him an energy carbine weapon lazily hanging beside his hip.

Benson noticed that the first gentleman held his gaze on Jade for a few seconds, but unlike the other patrons or Beck that were ogling her (and the freighter captain's companion), it looked to him that his gaze was one of confused recognition. The first young man was the first to speak with a formal, but guarded greeting in a surprisingly mild US Southern accent, "I'm Captain Dusty Hale of the Millennium Falcon." He motioned to his side with a nod of his head. "This is my first mate Sinjin and I understand from Oliver that you would like safe and quick passage to somewhere safe, away from the fighting?"

Jade pleasantly smiled and answered with attention of using the same charm, "Yes, my boyfriend and brother would like to get away and start our family and we understand your ships are far faster than anything in the known galaxy."

She was somewhat surprised that instead of being enticed like the others, he returned with a sympathetic expression and equally sympathetic tone, "We can take you someplace safe."

Beck laughed out, "Great, we can talk about money. Why don't we go somewhere a little more private to work out the details?" Just as the business man from the other side of the galaxy stood up, he was knocked back in his seat as the entire establishment shook, sending many of the dancing patrons to the floor and screaming out in shock and pain.

Benson grabbed Jade tightly to him and held onto the table until the rocking ceased.

A klaxon started blaring throughout the entire spaceport. It only meant one of two things: there had been a major accident or they were under attack. The answer came quickly as energy weapons fire could be heard outside.

Beck stood up on his feet and shouted, "Ladies, it's time for us to go!"

As to accentuate his point, the building rocked again with a number of red armored soldiers burst through the main entrance after killing the bouncers.

Benson slithered out of the booth and pulled Jade out with him. He turned to face the incoming troops and shield her as the crouched down. He took only a moment to let go of her hand to pull out his phaser and set it to one-quarter then grasped her right hand with his left hand.

The lead trooper shouted, "This establishment is under the control of the Galactic Empire! Until we have fully secured the surrounds you are to remain lying or seated on the floor then you will be allowed to return to your homes as we will be establishing marshal law!"

A great number of them followed the instructions and dropped to the floor to huddle or lie down; however, someone didn't like it as the next moment he was hit by a gorn disruptor bolt into his armored chest. He fell backwards in a heap as apparently his armor was no match against the high energy weapon.

The response was immediately from the other troopers as they started storming further into the establishment and opening up with automatic fire trying to kill the person that killed their commanding officer. Red blaster bolts started flying throughout the club as if they were part of the lightshow, but with lethal results when those patrons still standing were cut down from the contact of the high energy particles striking flesh, cauterizing flesh, muscle, internal organs and bone together in an unnatural mixture.

The screams of terror and pain became louder than the music still playing and the high pitch whine of blaster fire.

Benson snapped his head around to ask Beck if there was a back way out, but the Corillian was already dashing out with Randy and his girls while the gorn moved forward and firing away with their disruptors. The Orion girl bringing up the rear was not so fortunate as a stray blaster bolt struck her at her right shoulder blade and spun her completely around to drop on her back.

Jade pulled away from behind Freddie to crawl towards her. She pulled out her medical micro-tricorder and started scanning the young woman. The Orion opened and closed her mouth, but only spoke gargling sounds as blood started filling her mouth.

The troopers continue to surge forward and blasting all in their way trying to get to the gorn as they figured out that they were the ones that started firing which meant the Imperial troops had turned their full attention in the direction of the Star Fleet officers.

As the troopers and gorn closed with one another, one stray bolt then another struck the ceiling, blasting holes in the transparent aluminum and instantly causing spider cracks through the whole floor. A moment later the inevitable happened and the floor buckled from the weight of the patrons trying to escape the floor. Giant shards of the floor came down along with dozens of people dropping about four meters.

The larger intact pieces of aluminum smashed on several people, breaking and crushing bone for those that it didn't outright kill while smaller pieces sliced through skin and sending blood pouring. Of course on top of that carnage, those that fell smashed into patrons below, their fall being broken on either aluminum below that fell below their feet or on other individuals.

Jade threw herself on top of her patient as the others covered their heads. Fortunately they were far enough back from any of the ceiling or people collapsing on them.

Red Skynaut troopers continued firing and walked over injured people, not caring for their suffering, only not to slip on various pools of blood from shards slicing up people.

As soon as blaster fire was going over their heads, Benson leveled his arm up and squeezed the trigger, sending a red phaser beam at the Skynaut and burning through the red armor. The shock trooper fell backwards in a heap, a good portion of his chest cauterized.

The starship captain raised his arm slightly to train on the following trooper, but before he could squeeze the trigger again, the trooper's head exploded into a gory mess of cauterized flesh, brain and bone from a red blaster bolt hitting him in the face and leaving a bloody stump neck stump. The body of the trooper slopped backwards in a heap.

Benson turned his head slightly to see that it was Dusty that fired the shot from his blaster that bore a resemblance to an old German Mauser C96 firearm. The freighter captain bent down slightly beside Benson and felt a hand cup under his right arm to try to pull him and Dusty shouting, "Come on!"

The starship captain turned and crawled just in time for Dusty to train his weapon on another trooper and fire another bolt. The bolt struck the trooper in the chest and it punched through the armor and sending the trooper tumbling backwards.

Robbie was firing off phaser pulses at the approaching troopers, finding some concealment behind an overturned table while the freighter captain's first mate was sending burst fire from his carbine down at the advancing troopers, striking several troopers. The combination of fire from them and the gorn stopped the Skynauts' advance.

By some miracle, most of the gorn had survived the onslaught at this point and had closed to hand-to-hand combat with the Skynauts. One gorn bodyguard grabbed a trooper, picked him up then literally snapped him in half over his knee. He tossed the poor soul in the direction of other troopers. The trooper's wrecked body collided with his comrades and they were sent tumbling to the ground. Another gorn punched a trooper in the face, his red helmet giving him little protection as he collapsed to the ground.

Benson crawled to Jade while continuing to lend fire to the gorn keeping the troopers at bay as they fought over the fallen patrons under their feet. The Captain slightly turned to pull Jade away as she was still trying to attend to the fallen Orion and placed the hypospray to her neck and a soft hissing sound was made from the contact.

Dusty was faster and shouted to the Doctor, "We got to go!"

The blue eyed woman shouted, "I can't leave her to die!"

"I'm not arguing with you!" Dusty gripped her tightly around her waist and yanked her to her feet then started forcing her to walk, using himself as a shield as he walked to the back of the club, turning back slightly to fire a few more shots into the troopers.

Benson shouted, "Shapiro, we're getting out of here."

Dusty shouted as he shoved Jade towards a crouching Benson, "Sinjin let's give them some cover! Pour it on them!"

The science officer complied with his Captain and started crawling towards the back of the club. Jade was about to fight Freddie on the issue as soon as he had caught her, but one look in his eyes told her that nothing would persuade him. She turned and the three Star Fleet officers made went as fast as they could walk in a crouching potion to the back exit as Dusty kept firing and Sinjin swapped out an energy clip from his carbine then started spraying on full auto. The pair started walking backwards to make their way to the same back exit.

They finally stopped firing as those troopers that were still alive were too busy fighting the surviving gorn and dashed out the back.

The Orion woman coughed up additional blood and slowly choked on it as her body heaved and spasm, but she felt no pain from the hypospray. She stared at the ceiling of the third floor of people desperately trying to escape while her life slipped away.

Author's Note: I said it was a war story and there would be violence and there it was in all its gory glory. I lot of poor people just bought it. I finally started showing the Galaxy Wars parody parts this is meant to be: acknowledgement of a different color scheme to phasers and instead of Stormtroopers, they are Red Skynauts. If you're curious as to what they look like, you can always look them up from Drake & Josh and the costume Spencer wore in iHalf-o-ween. Randy was Randy Bronson from a cut scene in Tori and Jade's Playdate. I hope you enjoy. Later.