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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: And So It Begins== | |||
===by [[Catterick_Andy|Catterick, Andy]]=== | |||
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SD: 2260.170.20:30 | |||
MD: 0.07:00 | |||
Scene: Admiral Palmer’s Briefing Room | |||
“Have a seat gentlemen.” Plamer said without preamble as Steele and Merrick entered her briefing room. “Captain what is HOOD’s status?” | |||
“We’re ready to depart at the conclusion of this meeting admiral.” | |||
“Good. You’ll need to.” She turned her attention to her computer terminal and entered a few commands before swiveling in her chair to regard the wall monitor that had just come to life. The top half showed a large expanse in red below a similar one shaded in blue. A white line meandered across the screen dividing them roughly in half denoting the neutral zone between the two polities. “This is Outpost five, six and seven. Over the past three weeks each of them has dropped off the grid. Five and six just went silent. We got this from seven.” | |||
The view changed to a still shot of what was obviously an outpost control room. The room was full of smoke and at least two fires were raging in the scattered debris in the background. Several officers were slumped over controls one with a large piece of a support strut impaled through his back. Steele’s first thought was, ‘that’s Tom Robertson’. They had been friends in the Academy and had occasionally bumped into each other over the years. He has heard Tom had been promoted to command of an outpost but he didn’t know it was out on the neutral zone. That was a prestigious posting, and a dangerous one. | |||
The video began. “….repeat we our under attacker by unknown vessel or vessels. Re….immediate assistance. Came out of nowh…irst sign was subspace jam... sensors picked up large vessel but am unable to ascertain class or origin.” The room bucked after taking another hit and someone off camera began to scream. “Command we need…” The screen went dark and Steele knew he had just watched his friend Tom die. | |||
“Comments?” | |||
“A probe.” Steele answered. “Testing out defences. Possibly clearing a path for an incursion.” Steele pointedly did not use the word invasion. “Or maybe provoking us, seeing what our response will be.” | |||
“You think the Klingons want to tangle with a CONSITUTION? See if they are up to all the hype?” Merrick asked. | |||
Steele nodded. “Makes sense. Better to find out at a time of their choosing rather then one beneficial to us.” | |||
“That’s is Commands conclusions as well. And while the general consensus is that our attackers are Klingons there is no evidence whatsoever that it is, other then the proximity to their space.” | |||
“So they’ve wiped out three outposts to bait us. Isn’t that an act of war.” Merrick asked. | |||
“It is.” Palmer agreed. “If it was sanctioned by the Klingon government.” | |||
Steele nodded. “So if we go out there and they are able to take us out. No one knows anything and if we managed to identify them as Klingons and send them packing?” | |||
“Exactly. The Klingon government denies any official knowledge of the incursion and puts it down to an overzealous Klingon commander acting on his own.” | |||
“And the Federation isn’t going to push? Anyone can see though that smoke screen.” | |||
“The Federation is not looking to start a war with the Klingons at this time. HOOD is the only starship in the area. I’ve dispatched the destroyers CUMBERLAND and DIEPPE to assist but they are several days behind. Given the nature of the threat we can’t seem to be hesitating. We need to respond quickly and decisively. Your mission is to go out there ascertain the situation and make sure that whoever it is that has launched these attacks understands that we aren’t planning on allowing them through the door. Clear?” | |||
“Yes sir.” Steele answered. | |||
“Good hunting gentlemen.” | |||
***** ***** ***** | |||
Scene: Main Corridor, Starbase 27. | |||
Jack flipped open his communicator. “Steele to HOOD.” | |||
[HOOD here. Commander Th'elenth.] | |||
“Commander, Mr. Merrick and I are on our way back to the ship. As soon as we come aboard I want HOOD to break orbit. Set course for the neutral zone warp factor five.” | |||
[Understood captain.] | |||
“Thank you Gar. Steele out.” He flipped the communicator closed and attached it to his waist belt. “So what do you think?” | |||
“I think that I was expecting our first mission to be a milk run and as much as I was dreading that being true I’m suddenly missing it. This has got nasty trap written all over it.” | |||
“It does.” Steele agreed. “I just hope we arrive before Outpost 8 goes down.” | |||
“At least they have much better defences then the other three.” Outposts 5, 6 and 7 had been dug into large stationary asteroids. Outpost 8 was actually on a planet and was a fairly large facility and acted as the headquarters for this section of the Neutral Zoan early warning grid. They had little in the way of weapons but their defensive shielding was surprisingly strong. They wouldn’t be able to hold off an attacker firing from orbit forever. But they could hold out much longer then their smaller sisters. Jack just hoped it would be long enough. | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
And so it begins. | |||
From here we will journey out towards Outpost 7 with the goal of finding any evidence as to who the attacker is and where they are. As we get closer we’ll get an alert form Outpost 8 that they are under attack. As we arrive we’ll see a Klingon cruiser warping out of the system. HOOD will stop in orbit long enough to drop down a support team containing, engineers, medics and a large security contingent. (perhaps the Klingons beamed down some of their troopers) From their HOOD will chase the cruiser. | |||
If you have a preference of where you want your character to be let me know. (I’m sure you can field a NPC or two so you can write for both submissions is you so desire.) | |||
Now who will command the Landing Party in this TOS era mission? ;-) | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CDR Jack Steele | |||
Acting CO | |||
USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
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