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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Revelations - JP== | |||
===by Andy Catterick and Steve Apple== | |||
SD 2261.093 | |||
MD 2.1130 | |||
Scene: Captain’s Cabin, TSS HOOD | |||
<<Snip from Brian’s “Sorting Out Problems Part I” | |||
Merrick's heart was suddenly pounding. "Captain," he said in suppressed desperation. "Captain she's not here is she?" | |||
[Who? You don't mean? Aw frak! Why the hell didn't we think of that earlier. Look, even if she is, you know it doesn't change our mission Sean.] | |||
To hell with the mission he thought icily. "Sir, if there is even a chance I can save her." | |||
[God damn it Sean, don't lose it now. You don't even know ...] Steele's voice trailed off. Sean guessed he was doing exactly the same thing. Looking up the dossier for a one Jeri Merrick. | |||
And she was there. Alive. Still the wife of Sean Merrick. | |||
"She's one of the chief scientists Jack." | |||
[Yeah I see the file too.] | |||
Sean was in a cold sweat and pacing the little room. What was he going to do? | |||
[Alright look Sean. Look at what our counterparts are capable of doing. What they have done.] | |||
"She worth saving Jack. I don't care if she's committed genocide. This isn't some coincidence." He could practically hear Steele banging his head into a wall. | |||
[Alright damn it. We'll find a way to get her off. Just for everyone's sake, get that device sorted out first. We're all dead if you can't rig it to block out the mirror dimension.] There was ping on the Captain's end. [Seems Cedria is here. Good hunting. Steele out.] | |||
End Snip>> | |||
Corbett pushed his hat to the back of his head and appraised Steele for a moment. “If Jerri is here and alive this certainly complicates things.” | |||
“He’s going to bring her back, or die trying.” Steele said pacing. “Damn it Stile he could risk the fate of two universes.” | |||
Corbett looked down at the Captains desk and his voice, a sad whisper, was almost inaudible. “Don’t worry Jack he can’t bring her back, or she’ll die for a second time.” | |||
Steele stopped pacing and looked at his chief surgeon. “Just what the hell does that mean?” | |||
“It means that she’ll be dead in a week maybe two at the most.” | |||
“Do you want to tell me what you know?” Steele asked coldly. | |||
“In this universe my chief rival and sworn enemy is the security chief. He has tried to have my office and cabin monitored and has me shadowed by his men at every turn. Hell he’s even tried to have me assassinated on a few occasions.” | |||
“Are you going somewhere with this doctor because it’s not making sense.” | |||
Corbett ignored his Captain and continued. “Since I got on this ship his activities have been conspicuously absent. So I had Mother do some investigation. It turns out that our security chief is hold up in his quarters dying from massive cellular disruption.” | |||
“How the hell did she find that out?” | |||
“She like her counterpart runs the nurses and all physician activity reports flow through her when nursing personnel are required. The security chief has one of my staff doctors on his payroll and has been using him for treatment. That physician in turn has requested nursing care for the chief.” | |||
“That still doesn’t tell me why Jerri is going to die.” | |||
“I told you that they are physically the same as us, but that their DNA structure is in an opposite configuration. At the quantum level they are in a counter spin to us, which means that given enough exposure to an opposite force they begin to experience cellular breakdown.” | |||
“Then why isn’t everyone else on this ship getting sick?” | |||
“Because the security chief has been here longer, he was used as a spy when the first ship entered our universe. Eventually everyone aboard this ship is going to fall ill and die.” Corbett said with finality. | |||
“That would solve our problem wouldn’t it.” Steele said musing over the possibilities. | |||
“Given the nefarious nature of these people I doubt it. They would just send another ship here to scout us out. Also I don’t think your conscience would let you sentence everyone of them to death. So I still think our original plan is the best one.” | |||
“In that case we may need to neutralize both Cedria and ARr'Rhiana.” Steele said. | |||
“It might be better to use them.” Corbett countered. “I’ve been thinking that we might also need to do a complete wipe on the computer storage banks and totally destroy any information about our universe.” | |||
“Did you forget that our counterparts are on our HOOD as we speak and will still have that knowledge?” | |||
“No I did not Captain, but I think only one of them will be the problem.” | |||
“Let me guess Black Jack.” | |||
“The others from what my investigation and operatives tell me…” | |||
“Operatives?” Steele interrupted. | |||
“It’s a story best saved for another time.” | |||
Steele nodded. “Alright what have you so unscrupulously uncovered?” | |||
“Gar in their universe comes from a slave world and some of the energy wounds his Stile treated coincide with ship systems failure. So I don’t think Cedria is the only saboteur aboard. | |||
“What about Sean and you, I mean the other you?” | |||
“My other self seems to be quite the genuine healer and from what I gather from his wife a bit disenchanted with the establishment. As for their Sean his psych profile is similar to our boy’s. I looked over his service record and he seems to have been passed over for promotion a couple of times because the command staff thought him weak and lacking in the necessary aggressiveness to command.” | |||
“So that leaves me.” Steele said. | |||
“Jack not to be the harbinger of doom but my counterpart has many hours of recordings he took of private conversations between himself and Black Jack.” | |||
“And,” Steele said knowing the results without being told. | |||
“He is at best psychotically insane and at worst a monster. I can’t count how many atrocities their Stile has talked him out of committing.” | |||
Jack looked back at Stile as he thought through the options. Kill his counterpart in cold blood. How could he do that? Just walk up to the brig and phaser him down? He knew Blackjack would do it to him without thought, but he was Jack Steele and assassination was not something he could do. But what then, return the four officers to their ship and let them return to their universe? If what Stile said was true it wouldn’t matter, their counterparts could never return with their invasion fleets and survive. But they could do much damage in the two weeks they would be here. And there was always the possibility their scientists could find a solution. With that much at stake they would surely try. | |||
No, the doctor was correct. They had to send TSS HOOD back, but with the original goal of sealing the rupture behind them so they could never return. They would destroy the computer banks in the hopes that the loss of readings would hamper any efforts their scientist’s may attempt to return. Surely it would be easier to open a gateway to some other door in the multiverse. And if they were truly lucky TSS HOOD would return to her own domain only to explode from all the damage she had sustained in the battle with USS HOOD and the instability of the dimenensional transit. He gave a mental sigh. He could not gun down one psychotic killer, but he had no problem longing for an entire crew to die. Perhaps he wasn’t so far from Black Jack than he thought. | |||
With a nod of decision he moved towards the door. “Let’s join up with the others.” | |||
The door slid open and 4 red jacketed security men had Cedria in the corridor on her knees hands resting on her head. “Commander Merrick had us bring this traitorous trill here to you sir.” | |||
Jack looked out at the small group and hoped he didn’t appear as surprised as he felt. He recognized the lead security officer as Gene Lowl and hoped to hell these officers were loyal to the captain and not someone else. Finally an evil grin broke out across his face. “Gene why don’t you bring her in here and we have a little fun with her before we carry out her punishment?” | |||
“Yes sir!” | |||
Jack moved aside as the four red shirts dragged the Trill into the cabin. They were clearly intent on their prey and did not notice as Stile pulled a hypo from his pouch. Suddenly the hypo hissed and the first red shirt went down followed closely by the second. The remained two lurched up in surprise turning on the doctor. It was a move based solely on instinct and one that allowed Jack to send one crashing into the wall as Cedria easily, and viciously disabled the last. “Stile make sure the other two are out for a long time.” | |||
“Done sar.” He answered as the hypo hissed twice more. | |||
“Good.” Jack looked up at the trill. “I hope you have a plan.” | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CAPT Jack Steele | |||
CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
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Steve | |||
Stile Corbett, MD | |||
CMO, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
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