[Bridge - Deck 1 - USS Valiant]
"I repeat. Shuttlecraft McGregor, power down engines and stand down. You are wanted for questioning. Comply or we will be forced to coerce you." Commander Verek, the vulcan commanding officer of the defiant class USS Valiant turned around to his tactical officer who shook her bajoran head. Verek nodded, singnalling for the junior grade lieutenant to cut the audio transmission.
"That is three attempts, captain." Verek's XO, Lieutenant Yal'ura reported. "Standard operating procedure calls for red alert, and demobilization of the target vessel."
Verek nodded. "Proceed." He ordered as he took to his seat at the center of the bridge.
Yal'ura raised her voice and began issuing orders. "Red Alert. Tactical arm all forward torpedoes, prioritize propulsion systems. Boarding party on stand-by. All hands battle stations." Yal'ura was an effective officer. She had risen through the operations ranks and was known for her high level of effeciency. She was beautiful, with a graceful betazoid figure from her mother's side, but she held the discipline of her father's vulcan heritage. Her enhanced empathic capabilities made it easy for her to delegate tasks to the Valiant's highly trained bridge crew.
"Target acquired." Lt JG Jinto Mina, the bajoran tactical chief reported. "Launch tubes one and two ready."
"Transporter Room one reports that the away team is green." The Bolian COps reported.
Verek nodded, soaking in the myriad of information pouring in from the room around him. He noticed Yal'uras eager stare. "Engage."
The usual chirp emantated from the Valiant's torpedo tubes and traveled faster han the two ships' warp velocities to strike at the McGregor's warp nacelles. A bright orange flash appeared on the viewscreen.
"Direct hit!" Jinto reported. "Massive deceleration. There's dropping out of warp."
"Helm!" Yal'ura ordered. "Take us about. Attack pattern Theta-nine-zero. Target shields and impulse."
"Aye." Came the andorian thaan's response.
The pulse's of orange light exploded from the pulse cannons and lit up the hull of the McGregor.
"Shields down!" Jinto reported.
Yal'ura tapped her com-badge. "Bridge to transporter room 1. Energize."
Verek watched the display on his chair as the distance between the Valiant and the ead-in-the-water McGregor quicly dwindled. This seemed almost too easy, he thought to himself.
"Away team aboard." The Operations Chief reported, holding a finger to his ear where he was monitoring their comm chatter. He looked dumbfounded, and turned back to face Commander Verek and Lieutenant Yal'ura. "The vessel's emtpy, sir."
Yal'ura looked rather taken aback. The betazoid emotional response overwheled her traditional vulcan training. Verek on the other hand remained stoic while Yal'ura turned her back and walked toward the back of the bridge in frustration. "Secure the craft. Send a forensics team and gather as much data as is possible. We will also need a record of their computer core and communications logs."
"Aye sir."
Verek turned to his deputy, who held an obvious visage of discontent. "Lieutenant, there is a chance we may still obtain our quarry. Do not admit defeat just yet." She only nodded in reply, his comments doing little to quell the fire inside her. "I am going to report our findings to UNITY. You have the conn."
And with that, Commander Verek disappeared intot he confines of his ready room.
[End Log]
Commander Verek
Commanding Officer
USS Valiant NCC 2252-C
