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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Taking the Green Machine== | |||
===by Steve Apple=== | |||
SD: 2260.363 | |||
<<Snip From “Thinking Like Merrick” | |||
“I take it you’re thinking what I am?” Merrick asked. | |||
“Let’s see,” Corbett said sarcastically. “You want to storm the command module and take over the ship.” | |||
“You’re brighter than you look doctor.” Merrick said smiling. | |||
“Obviously not bright enough if I’m thinking about the same things as you.” Corbett shot back. “We’ve got maybe thirty more seconds before someone comes to investigate that gunshot.” | |||
“Then we better get moving.” Merrick said. | |||
“Alia take this.” Corbett said handing her his pistol and a hypo. “As soon as we’re gone use the hypo on ARr'Rhiana. Then barricade the door and don’t move until you hear from either Sean or I.” | |||
“But…” | |||
“No arguments just do it for god sake.” Corbett said interrupting her. | |||
Alia nodded as the two Star Fleet officers left. | |||
>>END Snip | |||
Setting: Orion Slave Ship – Just Outside The Command Module | |||
Merrick and Corbett made their way to the command module without incident. “So tell me how are you going to fight the remaining Orion’s in there without a weapon?” Merrick asked. | |||
“Good point. I’ll tell you what, you rush in and start shooting and I’ll stay here where it’s safe.” Corbett answered smiling. | |||
“That’s a good plan. Now in order for it to be a really great plan I’d modify it to where you rush in and start shooting and I stay here where it’s safe.” Merrick quipped. | |||
“No I think I like mine better.” Corbett said pushing his hat to the back of his head. “But I’m willing to compromise.” | |||
“Make it quick.” | |||
“Shoot that control panel over there and when one of the crew comes out I’ll get his weapon.” Corbett said nodding to the control panel on the right side of the bridge door. | |||
“As soon as you get the weapon drop to the ground and aim toward the right side of the bridge, I’ll lay down fire to left. If we’re lucky this won’t turn into a prolonged firefight.” | |||
“Always the optimist eh Sean.” | |||
“Yeah that’s me, now get ready.” | |||
Corbett crouched behind the left bulkhead ready to strike. Merrick aimed his disrupter at the control panel and fired the weapon. In an instant the panel blew up in a crackle of sparks and the smell of burned ozone. | |||
A moment later the door opened and an Orion officer came through the door leading with his weapon. Corbett didn’t have time to waste. Springing from his crouch he grabbed for the weapon with his left hand and punched the Orion in the groin with his right. Both Corbett and Merrick winced as the Orion fell to the ground grabbing himself. | |||
“Damn Stile.” Merrick moaned as he watched the doctor punch the downed Orion knocking him unconscious and roll through the door and begin firing to the right side of the bridge. | |||
Merrick wasted no time and lay down his own fire hitting the two pilots before they could get a shot off at him. | |||
The smoke from the fight was still thick in the air as Merrick surveyed the small bridge compartment. Three Orion’s lay dead and a fourth unconscious just outside. | |||
“I hate having to kill.” Merrick said as he pulled one of the pilots from his chair. | |||
“The Orion’s don’t believe in a stun setting on their disrupters.” Corbett answered unsolicited. | |||
“So I’ve seen.” Merrick said. “I’ll take the craft out of the approach pattern and find a more suitable place to land. I estimate we’ll be planet side in 26 minutes. You want to get ARr'Rhiana and Alia.” | |||
“No.” Corbett yelled as he dropped the unconscious Orion. “Don’t alter the approach.” | |||
“What, why?” | |||
“We need this ship; if you alter the approach it could alert the syndicate on the planet that something is wrong.” | |||
“Ships alter approach patterns all the time.” Merrick said. | |||
“Sean the syndicate is very disciplined and very secretive. Do you know what their alternate approach patterns are?” | |||
“I see your point. So what do we do let this ship take us right to one of their landing sites.” | |||
“No I think there will be a major accident aboard this ship and all hands will be lost.” | |||
“Go on.” | |||
“If they think the ship was destroyed in a plausible accident we could maneuver the escape pods anywhere planet side without attracting attention.” | |||
“You don’t think they will have sensors tracking for that. Come on Stile.” | |||
“If you explode the ship in the upper atmosphere and launch the pods at the exact moment of the explosion it will act as a sensor mask allowing the pods to land undetected.” ARr'Rhiana said from the open bridge door. | |||
“Nice of you to join us,” Corbett said. “However, I thought I left instructions for the two of you to stay put.” | |||
“Stile you may be extremely cute, but this misogynistic attitude of yours is starting to get on my last nerve. Now here take your weapon” ARr'Rhiana said holding out his pistol. | |||
Corbett walked over to her and reached for the pistol when the Denobulan lashed out and knocked him to the deck. | |||
“That’s for using the hypo on me. I don’t need you to protect me” She said angrily. | |||
Both Merrick and Alia broke out in a short fit of laughter as Corbett sat up and began rubbing his jaw. | |||
“You misunderstood darlin. The hypo was for the Orion’s protection not yours.” Corbett answered pushing his hat to the back of his head. | |||
“Yet you blew his head off.” She quipped. | |||
“Well harsh times call for harsh measures. Now if you would be so kind.” He said extending his hand trying to look indignant. | |||
“So we understand each other?” She asked as she hoisted him to a standing position. | |||
“Indeed madam.” Corbett answered. | |||
“We’ve got 20 minutes until this ship hits the upper atmosphere.” Merrick said looking toward Corbett. “So if you’ve got a plan now’s the time to share it.” | |||
TBC | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Steve Apple | |||
Stile Corbett, MD | |||
CMO, USS HOOD NCC-1703 | |||
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