[Canna System]
The EAS Prometheus powered its way through space with its shields raised and interceptor guns running hot. As was standard in an uncontrolled system there was also a flight of M-35A's flying a Combat Air Patrol around the ship. Whilst Erassian capital ships such as the Prometheus tended to utilise stealth tactics lying in wait to ambush the enemy this 'active patrol' could prove just as effective as when the 'active' ship left any enemy hiding in the system tended to return to their activities allowing a second stealthed ship to get a fix on the enemys position. In this case that role was filled by the four cloaked Starfleet ships.
As the Magellan and the other Federarion ships followed behind, Captain Mayo say comfortably in his chair. As he looked at his viewscreen, the only captial ship seen was the Prometheus.
As the Magellan and the other Federarion ships followed behind, Captain Mayo say comfortably in his chair. As he looked at his viewscreen, the only captial ship seen was the Prometheus.
"Keep an eye on those sensors, Ms. J'klock," Mayo said to his chief tactical officer. "I don't want any surprises."
"Aye, sir," the tac officer replied.
"Where are you bastards hiding?" Mayo muttered as he leaned forward, rubbing his chin.
As if to give the captain an answer...
"Sir, unknown vessels decloaking off our port side," J'klock spoke out. "They're Breen."
Hendricks said "Interceptors" and the Arclight capable interceptor guns burned a line through the advancing Breen Torpedoes. "Raise power levels to Military, arm main guns and return fire." The two large Arclight Plasma Cannons rose from the top hull of the Prometheus whilst a further two lowered from the bottom hull. The cannons locked on the Breen ship opened fire with immense streams of plasma biting deep into the Breen ship's shields.
"Lets give our Erassian friends a hand, shall we?" Mayo said, sitting back in his chair. "Decloak and open fire on the nearest Breen ship."
J'klock gave no response, instead followling Mayo's orders.
On the small bridge of the Rapier, the same events unfolded as Commander Telson called for the ship's cloak to be dropped.
"Pazla, take us above the Prometheus," he ordered his XO who sat at the helm console. "Tactical, target their disruptors and fire quantum torpedoes."
The Saber-class ship swept up into position above the Prometheus and fired a volley of quantum torpedoes at the mammoth Breen warship. As soon as the torps were fired, Lt Dacour moved the Rapier out of the way, but smaller Breen ship targeted the ship and fired a bright green beam towards the Starfleet vessel that slammed into its shields.
"What the... our shields are dropping!" Tactical called out. "Incoming fire!"
[Bridge - Deck One - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]
Captain Cropa Rojac watched in horror on the viewscreen as the breen warship's type three disruptors tore into the Rapier's hull. His heart wrenched, he knew officers aboard that vessel; and at least one he still cared for greatly.
"Dior, 85 degrees to port." Rojac ordered from the chair. He swiveled toward the operations console, "Reese, program the tactical deflector for the shield boosts program."
"Aye." Reese replied.
"Captain!" Ra-Zerphimi hollered from the science station. "The Rapiers shields are down to 5%!"
"The Breen have locked torpedoes on her, Captain!" Tactical reported.
"Prepare phasers, point-defense!" Rojac ordered to tactical, "Dior, get us there now. Reese!"
"I'm working on it, sir." The Marine Captain replied.
"Torpedoes away!"
Rojac watched the viewscreen as three green star-bursts exited the fore torpedo tubes of the breen warship, the Chimera's pulse phaser cannons launched a full barrage as the harbingers. Two of the torpedoes met early demises as the cannons found their marks, creating silent detonations in the vacuum of space, but one found it's mark.
The torpedo broke easily through the Rapier's weakened shields and struck the ventral aft section of the ship, causing a hull breach and completely shutting off main power. The small Starfleet vessel began to spin helplessly in space and one of her nacelles started leaking plasma, creating a whirling spiral of blue light as the ship spun around.
On the Magellan...
"Captain, two of the enemy torpedoes were intercepted, but one managed to get through. The Rapier is heavly damaged," the Mag tac officer said.
"Focus everything we have on that warship!" Mayo ordered.
A spread of torpedoes shot out from the Sovereign-class ship, followed by a volley of phaser fire, hitting the Breen vessel in several locations.
"Fire again! Lets finish them off," Mayo ordered.
Just as the Magellen's weapons let off another salvo, the Breen warship disappeared.
"Sir. Breen warship has gone to warp. Should we pursue?"
"Lay in a pursuit course, but hold for now. In the shape they're in, they won't get far," Mayo said.
On the Chimera's bridge, Commander Ohmsford kept a close eye on the tactical readouts that were flooding across the panel of his station. "Ohmsford to Magellan and Eagle, hold pursuit. I repeat, hold pursuit," he ordered to the two ships' comms officers.
"Zerphimi, give me a full scan on the Rapier." Rojac ordered.
"It's not good, sir." Ra-Zerphimi reported, the joviality gone from his voice. "Shields are out, life-support is at fifty-four percent. She has severe damage to several decks and main power is currently offline. I'm picking up plasma leakage into space. She's dead in the water, Captain."
"Can we hail them?" Rojac asked aloud.
"I've been trying, sir." Montesque responded from the communications console. "Their communications must be down. There not responding, and I'm not even receiving their transponder."
Rojac turned to Natalia, "Commander, form a team and beam over. Take Dr. Rice and Mr. Kroitzer with you, along with anyone else you will need."
"Aye, sir," Natalia nodded as she got up and made her way to the Turbolift. She tapped her commbadge, "Trzetrzelewska to Dr Rice and Lt Kroitzer; meet me in Transporter Room 1 for emergency transport to the Rapier asap."
Rojac walked back to his chair, looking to Commander Ohmsford in the mission advisor's chair. "What's our next move, Commander? Shall we pursue the warship?" He asked.
"I've traced their trajectory toward the third planet." Ra-Zerphimi reported, "though they cloaked just after engaging warp drive."
"We can follow them," Bren said quickly to Rojac. "Scan for tachyon isotope emissions at high resolution on their trajectory, but focus on the low subspace ranges. We should be able to get a faint warp trail that's just enough to confirm their plotted course."
"Get on it, Mr. Zerphimi." Rojac called over to the science station.
"Get on it, Mr. Zerphimi." Rojac called over to the science station.
"Aye sir!"
"Tell Colonel Hendricks his offer is appreciated," Bren said to the comms officer, then turned to Rojac. "I'll order the Magellan to stay behind until the ship arrives; she's too much a target if left behind without support. The Eagle will accompany us and the Prometheus to the third planet; if there's any trouble we can call the Magellan in."
Rojac nodded. "Mr. Zerphimi, do you have the course?"
"Aye sir." The efrosian commander replied. "Transmitting to helm now."
"Got it." Dior replied. "Just behind the third planet's second moon."
A bridge officer at the rear of the bridge called out to the Captain, "Captain, Commander Trzelewska's away team has safely beamed aboard the Rapier."
"Montesque, tell the Commander that the Magellan will be staying behind. Contact Captain Mayo if she needs help." Rojac ordered. "Lt. Dior, signal the Prometheus and Eagle. Best speed to target."
"Aye sir!"
[End Log]
Commander Bren Ohmsford
Task Group Alpha Commander
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Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
Commander Natalia Trzetrzelewska
Executive Officer
USS Chimera
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Captain Frederick Mayo
Commanding Officer
USS Magellan
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Colonel Alfred Hendricks
Commanding Officer
EAS Prometheus
