[USS Chimera] SD 240903.06 || Narendra Mission || JL || Capt Chisulo & Amb Ayanami ||

[Narendra Station - in orbit of Narendra IV - Klingon Territory]

The intensity of the piercing shriek died down suddenly, and the vision returned to Chisulo's eyes. His head pounded, he could feel the throbbing in his temples and the pressure behind his eyes. His head was cloudy and his vision blurry - which was why he didn't quite believe what he was seeing as he slowly picked his face off the metal grating of the command center's deck plating. 
He saw the back on the white robed alien standing defiantly before an angelic figure brightly aglow with her wings spread wide. Had the gods come to save me? He thought to himself. But then he recognized the face: Ambassador Ayanami.

"Thought you guys could use a little help but now I found me a whole barrel of fun."  Alecto unleashed a wave of illusions at the creature probing it for weaknesses that she could exploit.

A whispering voice permeated through to the Ambassador's mind, it was low and raspy - like a gust of wind through the reeds. {{I have not sensed your kind before, hybrid. You are an interesting species.}} If the creature had a mouth, it probably would have a devious toothy grin. Instead it's sunken and dark eyes squinted at the hybrid ambassador as if sizing her up. {{Talented, yes. But young and naive. Nothing a few more centuries couldn't fix.}}

{{I'm a weapon developed for destruction.  Longevity isn't exactly in the game plan.  As Hybrids we only do three things.  We Live, We Fight, We Die.}} Alecto sent back to the creature calmly whilst building her power for one decisive attack.  
{{And yet…}} It's eyes closed briefly before flashing open once more, {{you are an ambassador for your state?}} It opened its arms wide. {{How intriguing.}} 

Suddenly, a console was ripped off the floor sending sparks across the metal grating as it was tossed in Alecto's direction. 

Alecto jumped up and kicked the console back towards the white robed alien.  {{You think cheap parlor tricks can stop a Hybrid Assassin?}}

The creature held up a bony hand, halting the progress of the hulking device in mid-air before tossing it into the view-screen along the far wall. {{Why fight, Ambassador? Our quarrel is not with your kind. We seek retribution only against the Federation.}}

{{And why do you seek retribution against the Federation?  They are for the most part dominated by sycophantic politicians and hopeless idealists.}}  Alecto stood her ground.

Chisulo managed to make the crawl over to Faulkner's body undetected. He reached down and checked the officer's pulse – there was none. He closed his eyes briefly before grabbing his comrade's combat kit and picked up his phaser rifle. He crawled away from the corpse of his fallen comrade, and took cover behind a console where he checked the power cell on the rifle. It was down to one third.

Alecto noticed the movement and increased the telepathic focus on the alien.  She reached down and grasped the hilt of her katana.  {{Then I guess it was you who is responsible for the death of Harbright.  I can't say I liked him but he was useful.}}  Alecto garnered all of her mental energy and at the moment she unsheathed the first few inches of her katana she unleashed it like the waters of a breached dam cascading relentlessly downstream.  The attack would not stop the alien but it would focus all it's attention for just long enough.

The creature fortified itself against the sudden onslaught forming a barrier of blue between itself and the hybrid assassin. The barrier did not cover its back, where Chisulo's phaser rifle - set to heavy stun - found it's mark. The robed creature crumpled to the floor. Chisulo stood to his full height and slowluy approached the fallen figure, his muzzle ever facing the quarry. 

Alecto resheathed her katana and said loudly to Chisulo "Well not to spoil the victory celebration but heavy reinforcements are inbound with orders to shut this station down permanently.  We've got less than four minutes to be elsewhere so let's get moving."

Chisulo cast a sullen glance back toward Faulkner's fallen form. Then he turned back to Alecto. "Carry this one, I'm taking my comrade back with us."

"You do realise you Federation bastards are too soft to make any real sacrifices.  Life to you is merely a token in a game but to us it is a bullet in russian roulette..  Still I'm not one to argue with sentimental bastards..." Alecto said as she picked up Faulkner.

"I'm not leaving him behind, Ambassador." Chisulo grunted as he hoisted the limp body of the alien onto his shoulders. He moved toward the doorway. "According to my contact, a pathway to the General's vessel should be through his office over there. They should have it ready by now."

"Naturally and the word is that of those who are undying to the Federation cause...no offense but once our cargo is safely stowed I want to return to my own fighter"  Alecto said as she carried the burden of Faulkner the the Federation's alternative transport.

Chisulo cast the woman a strange glance as the door to the office opened. "After you."

[End Log]

Captain Tedros Chisulo

 Tactical Advisor

SSF First Taskforce

&

Ambassador Alecto Ayanami

Erassian Alliance Ambassador to SB 234: UNITY