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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Shadowcloak== | |||
===by David Kiel=== | |||
SD: 2261.069 | |||
Bridge: TSS Hood | |||
Arctura Zade stood on the bridge and watched the slow turn of the planet below. | |||
Or rather the apparent spin caused by the ships orbit above. The Hood was | |||
staying calm and silent, just like some friendly denizen of a foolishly friendly | |||
Federation. The weakness of it all sickened him, but it did make it easy to | |||
liberate the dilithium they needed. | |||
He crossed his arms, eyes taking in the movements of the crew. Vigilance was | |||
the assassins way, the Captain was in hostile territory and that was the | |||
opportune moment for a craftily arranged change in the order of things. | |||
Arctura was aware of this moment, a chance for him to take all the steps he | |||
needed at once. But the opportunity was poor. A crippled ship in the wrong | |||
universe with minimal resources and power was a small window with a limited | |||
upside. So he waited and protected the Captains kingdom and bided time for a | |||
better opportunity to arise. | |||
"Incoming warp signature, sir." | |||
Arctura turned, his mind rifling through probabilities. Whatever was incoming | |||
would either be a match for Hood or it would get a distress call off before it | |||
died and summon something tougher. The glory of conquest was of limited value | |||
if it got you cornered or dead. "Take us up, into high orbit and cloak." | |||
Hood shimmered and slid up to the high end of the gravity well and waited. A | |||
few minutes later a second ship warped in within three standards of Celes II. | |||
An arrogant flightpath but it had her below Hood already and that gave them a | |||
tactical advantage should it be necessary. Arctura hoped it wouldn't be as he | |||
watched the other ship, they were outgunned. By a strange joke of fate he | |||
looked down at his own ship. The Federation also had a Hood in orbit of Celes | |||
II. | |||
Cedria Zade smiled at the viewscreen. The twinkling starry sweep greeting the | |||
green and blue of Celes II as they merged halfway down the main viewer. It was | |||
peaceful and beautiful. | |||
Green eyes glittered as they traced the raw sensor readouts, her course had | |||
dropped them smoothly into the lap of the planet. There was nothing amiss with | |||
the surface, no catastrophes to interrupt their patrol with actual danger. The | |||
orbital paths were clear, a pair of freighters outbound, one inbound and no warp | |||
signatures. Four fresh ion trails and some plasma traces. | |||
Cedria frowned as she waited for the Captain to arrive. Life was a strange mix | |||
of twisty paths. She had been a police detective, she had made many enemies of | |||
the folks shed sent to prison. But oddly enough the most danger shed ever been | |||
in was as a pilot. Thirty five minutes in the vaccum it had earned her the last | |||
time. She watched the sensor displays again, her eyes tracing the ion trails. | |||
The plasma drift intersecting with the spare trail. | |||
Ion trails dissipated quickly, there should be a warp signature but there | |||
wasn't, and plasma leaks meant violence. You didn't run without those repairs | |||
unless you had a very great need. | |||
Cedria looked out the viewscreen at the starry sweep of twinkling black as it | |||
met the green and blue of the planet below. "Raise shields." The helmsman | |||
looked back at her surprised, questions in his eyes and she simply said. "Now." | |||
There was something else in orbit of Celes II and it was cloaked. | |||
Respectfully submitted; | |||
David Kiel | |||
Lt Cedria Zade, | |||
NAV, USS HOOD NCC-1703 | |||
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