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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Enemies On All Fronts</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Andrew Catterick 7-22-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80722.1015<br> | |||
MD: 4.14:30<br> | |||
Scene: Bridge<br> | |||
> A collective gasp went over the bridge as everyone understood the full<br> | |||
> ramifications of the situation. "What's left?" the commander asked.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "I've still got the thrust vectors from the impulse drive to work with,<br> | |||
> but that's not going to give us enough maneuverability to dodge the<br> | |||
> gravimetric fields, let alone dodge the phaser blasts." As if to<br> | |||
> accentuate the FCO's statement, another phaser blast rocked the ship.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> <Engineering to bridge. That last blast nocked out the port impulse<br> | |||
> drive. Attempting to compensate with the starboard.><br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Damn," Jerran said under his breath as he tried to maneuver away from a<br> | |||
> thick area of gas. With the port drive ouit, that meant he would have<br> | |||
> less room to maneuver, as the starboard drives vecotred nozzle would have<br> | |||
> to be used to compensate for the offbalanced thrust.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
"Mr. Allard target that tractor beam and fire everything we've got!" Maril ordered. | |||
"Firing!" | |||
"Helm, reduce engines, we're not going anywhere as long as she's | |||
got a hold of us. Be ready to move the second the beam goes down." | |||
Zane raced through the options in his mind, their were precious | |||
few. Their only hope was to break free of the tractor-beam and escape | |||
deeper into the 'sack where the larger ship couldn't follow. | |||
"The PHOENIX's tractor-beam is fluctuating!" Krysa announced | |||
"Can we break free?" Maril demanded. | |||
"Not yet sir." Jerran answered | |||
"Keep it up Mr. Allard." | |||
__________________________________<br> | |||
Scene:Bridge, USS PHOENIX<br> | |||
Tremaine smiled as the ship bucked from the FEYNMAN's attack. It | |||
was useless but he gave them credit for trying. | |||
"Captain a few precise phaser shots and we can take out their aft | |||
weapons" The executive officer frowned, he had counselled waiting for | |||
their three companions before they attacked but Tremaine had not listened. | |||
"No, they can't break free and I don't want to chance loosing | |||
them. We need the ship to explore the sack and plan our attack. | |||
Besides...." Tremaine was thrown from his seat as the ships's port side | |||
received a vicious salvo of disruptor fire. | |||
"Report!" Tremaine screamed. | |||
"Seven small craft have entered the sector they are concentrating | |||
their attack on us." | |||
"On screen. Xanthandi!" The FO exclaimed. | |||
"Evasive maneovers, return fire." Tremaine ordered, furious. | |||
"We can't! Not enough power for weapons, shields and the tractor | |||
beam." he reminded the captain. | |||
"How long til the ARGO arrives?" | |||
"Two minutes, maybe 90 seconds." | |||
"Damn! Drop tractor but keep a lock on the FEYNMAN. Get those | |||
ships out of my sky." | |||
___________________<br> | |||
SCENE: Bridge, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
With a jolt the ship was free. | |||
"We've been released!" Krysa announced triumphantly | |||
Zane had already chosen a place to hide. "Helm, come to course | |||
315 mark 23. Best speed. Once were in that pocket, full stop and shut | |||
down everything. Good work Mr. Allard!" | |||
"It wasn't me sir. Ships that the computer has identified as | |||
Xanthandi heavy fighters attacked the PHOENIX. They dropped the tractor | |||
beam." | |||
"Ensign, sound general quarters, intruder alert. Seal off | |||
engineering and find me that saboteur." | |||
"Zane to Engineering." | |||
[Engineering, Lt. Koreth here. Captain we've taken alot of damage | |||
but most of it isn't critical. They were obviously trying to cripple, not | |||
destroy.] | |||
"How long?" Zane asked as he simultaneously listened to the | |||
reports around him. | |||
[18 hours...maybe 14 if you can keep things quiet.] | |||
"No promises but I'll do my best. Can you switch to a secure | |||
line?" | |||
[One moment.] A pause as Koreth headed to the security of his | |||
office. He had a good idea what this was about. [I'm secure.] | |||
"Its unlikely that all those failures were coincidence. It looks | |||
like we have a sabotuer aboard. Probably in engineering." | |||
[Agreed.] The Klingon growled, his mind going over the fitness | |||
reports of the new engineering crew they had taken on at EPSILON. [He | |||
will not remain hidden.] | |||
"I don't have to tell you its a priority. Keep me informed on the | |||
repairs. Zane out." | |||
"How about it Mr. Jerran?" | |||
"90 seconds until the cloud." | |||
"Are we being followed?" | |||
"No sir." Allard replied. "The PHOENIX and the Xanthandi are | |||
quite busy with each other." | |||
"Did the shuttles survive?" Zane asked | |||
"There not on the sensors." Krysa replied. "But I haven't found | |||
any debris either. Continuing scanning." | |||
"Well let's hope they're alright and they'll be able to find us." | |||
"Mr. Allard send a a short communication burst to EPSILON | |||
apprising them of our situation." | |||
"Aye sir...We've got shields...47%!" | |||
"Thank-you Mr. Koreth!" | |||
Zane turned to his FO. "The Xanthandi, this close to the | |||
perimeter?" | |||
"The Armies of Holteri at the Gates." He replied grimly | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Just a note about the PHOENIX's power problem....the four GREY Fleet ships | |||
were put their because they had some major deficiencies which left them | |||
unable to be commissioned. | |||
Respectfully,<br> | |||
Andy<br> | |||
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Unassigned<br> | |||
-CMDR Zane, Commanding Officer, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
-CMDR Nigel Straun, TACFLEET Liason Officer, INDIGO FLEET<br> | |||
-CMDR Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> | |||