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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Calling for Help==
===by Andy Catterick===
SD: 2261.181
Scene: Bridge, USS HOOD
Holden Wheelie lay on the deck staring up at the deckhead of the bridge in a daze.  He knew there was something he should be doing.  Knew he needed to move and stop someone.  But he was drifting in and out of consciousness and couldn't quite wrap his mind around actually moving let alone taking any action.  Action against what he asked himself again.
The science officer hit the first officer.  He rememebered that.  Was that it?  Did he have to come to Commander Merrick's defence?  No, that played itself out.  Was that before or after the first officer went crazy?  He wasn't sure.  And what the frak was going on aboard this ship?  He'd worked hard throught the Academy making sacrific after sacrifice to achieve his goal, duty aboard a starship.  Any thing less would be failure.  And he had done.  He was aboard HOOD.  Sure she wasn't EXETER or ENTERPRISE but she was a CONSTITUTION class the most modern of modern and crewed by the best of the best.  Best of the best, he chuckled.  Not likely.  Officers were slapping officers, and then they were going crazy and shouting and well, he realized he was an officer and he was lying down on the deck for some reason.
He groaned as the pain in his head began to bring his consciousness back closer to the here and now.  Why was the communications officer sitting in his chair?  Slowly memory began to slip back into his consciousness.  The comm officer had gone crazy, that seemed to be par for this ship, and attacked them all.  Holden had to retake control of the bridge. 
Just before he tried to pull himself up.  He watched as Tamura suddenly leaped up from the helm and kicked a stirring first officer in the head.  Holden used this momentary distraction to make his move.  Ignoring the screaming pain in his head he pulled himself up to his console and hit the comm panel.  "Security to the bridge!  Emergency!  Security to the...."  More pain and then all went dark.
Respectfully,
Andy
CAPT Jack Steele
CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703
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