[USS Chimera] SD241001.25 | JL - COps, ASec | MCapt Reese, 1Lt Castillo | "Danger Will Robinson"

= Command Center, Andor =

Jade was standing with Jones at the console he finally got a map up
and running, "alright so the buildings in red are the ones that
Castillo says the bomb is in." Jones said highlighting buildings, "the
buildings in blue are buildings that are stable and have wounded."
Jones said highlighting many buildings blue.

"Alright I want you and Kroitzer to split those buildings up but stay
clear of the two red ones." Jade said turning as she heard a noise
behind her. "Good your back what did you find?" She asked.

Charly sat the toolbox he had found on the console in front of him.
"I got a tricorder", he said dropping it down next to the box.  "And a
security pass-card", he smirked, seeing the expression on her face he
continued, "Don't ask where I got it".  Then he pointed back to the
toolbox and nodded his head, "That's got all kinds of stuff, snippers,
drivers, even a hammer".  He looked around and then remembered the
knife, "OH yah and this", he said sliding it from his back pocket and
holding it out to Jade.  "Just in case you mad at me again", he
winked.

"Don't tempt me." Jade said knowing that she could probably disarm him
and then cause him bodily harm before he even knew what happened.
"Alright Jones (NPC) we're heading out Kroitzer is in charge while we
deal with the bomb." Jade said looking at her AOps officer.

"Aye ma'am." Jones said turning back to the console and was wondering
what was taking the CEO so long on getting a sitrep from the doctors.

With that Jade grabbed the tricorder, "you get to carry the tool box."
Jade said stepping outside the tent and back into the winter hell land
she wished that it would've just stayed a winter wonderland but the
explosion turned it into hell. "Alright let's go." Jade said deciding
to allow Castillo while she hung back behind him.

Charly nodded, picked the toolbox back up and moved towards the exit.
Several minutes of silence passed by as the pair trudged through the
snow towards the Northern complex before Castillo glanced back at
Jade, "It's colder than a witches tit out here", he said, laughing at
his own joke.

"Very funny." Jade said shaking her head, {don't kill the Marine.}
Jade thought to herself as she walked along he was right though it was
very cold out. "So did you get any info on what the bomb might look
like?" She asked wanting to have all the information before they got
there.

Castillo sighed.  "I don't even know if there is a bomb", he said
without looking back,  "But I would assume that it looks like any
other bomb, you know with different colored wires".

The two marines continued towards their destination and once within
view of the entrance were able to see several dozen men and women in
local security uniforms both escorting people out of the building and
not allowing anyone else in.  As they got closer they were quickly
approached by two men carrying phaser rifles.

"You can't go this way", one of the local police said  holding out his
open hand.

For a brief second Castillo smiled hoping they could now end this wild
goose chase, but a quick glance back at Captain Reese told him
otherwise.  "Umm, yah well, we're bomb disposal experts and we need to
get into that building", he said, still not even certain that there
was a bomb.

"Well why didn't you say so", one of the guards spoke up immediately,
"We discovered it about fifteen minutes ago, its on the second level".

"You mean there really is a bomb", Castillo blurted out before
thinking,  "I mean, of course, second level, that's what we were
told", he corrected, then looked back at Jade.  "Lets go assistant, we
have a bomb to defuse".

Jade just rolled her eyes she would let that slip seeing how he didn't
try to weasel his way out of doing this this time. Once inside they
made there way up to the second level. Jade made a quick scan around
the room luckily the lights were still working and the building was in
stable condition. "Okay Lt walk very slowly." Jade said seeing the
bomb attached to the back wall.

Once they were closer Jade looked at visually trying to see how it was
designed there was no timer which means it's going to be remote
detonation. She then took out the tricorder and started scanning the
device the tricorder picked up that it was definitely armed but that
was about it. "Alright Castillo hand me the sonic screw driver." Jade
said holding out her hand.

Charly popped open the toolbox and reached inside for the requested
item.  He handed it to her reluctantly,  "Do you even know what your
doing?", he said, his eyes glued to the explosive that could go off at
any moment.

Jade took the sonic screw driver, "alright no more talking and hand me whaI ask for and only when I ask for." Jade said looking at Castillo. She needed to concentrate seeing that one wrong move could set the explosive off killing everyone in the area of the building and maybe further.

 

Marine Capan Jade Reese

Chief Operations Officer

USS Chimera C

 

&

 

Fisat Lieuenant Carlos Castillo

Assisant Security Officer

USS Chimera C

--
Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
William Faulkner

[USS Chimera] SD: 241001.30 || Duty Log || Maj. Scott Walters || Interrogation ||

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Start Log
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***Holding Cell Three, Deck 5, USS Beijing***

Walters entered the hot holding cell and motioned to the two Starfleet guards still in their assault gear to pick up the profusely sweating figure of Captain Jamis Tawrens and drag him to the makeshift interrogation room in Holodeck One.  Walters had played with the environmental and gravity controls in this section of Deck 5 increasing the temperature to Sahara like conditions and the gravity up to 3 times Earth standard.  Both the heat and the gravity had vastly drained the energy and resistance of the captured renegade Starfleet personnel.  This man, Captain Jamis Tawrens had been in command of the ship which Walters and Rojac had stormed.  Tawrens was also the highest rank officer captured by them and as such was the most likely to know any information.

Walters watched as the two guards (Vulcans beneath the layers of armour) forcibly sat Tawrens on a metal chair which was bolted to the ground, behind a metal table which was also bolted to the ground in the dark room.  Plastic restraints were used to strap Tawrens' legs tightly to the chair and his hands loosely to the table.  Walters signalled for the Starfleet guards to wait outside the dark room.  Even in the heat and heavy gravity Walters moved easily to his seat opposite Tawrens, he was used to these environs being not that much different from where he grew up.  The middle aged Captain Jamis Tawrens was very evidently not used to these environmental conditions and it showed.

Walters opened a chilled plastic bottle of water and took a leisurely drink then placed it down at his side of the table taunting the dehydrated Tawrens.  Walters pressed a button on the table and caused powerful bright lights behind him to shine into the face of Tawrens causing him to squint.  "Captain Jamis Tawrens of the USS Potomac training ship attatched to Starfleet Academy.  You've had a long if not remarkably notable career.  So why would a long term seemingly loyal Captain throw away a long career and all he's worked for to cause a few meaningless terrorist bombings?"  Walters took another drink of the chilled water and placed it down in the middle of the table.  "Care to explain why you're betraying the Federation?"

Tawrens snatched the bottle of water from the table and gulped down the contents and said defiantly "Go screw yourself.  I'm not telling you anything, I am invoking my right to silence."  Walters laughed unpleasantly.  "Care to tell me why you're laughing?"  Tawrens asked suspiciously.

Walters replied "Two reasons.  Reason One, the cocktail of chemicals that were spiked into that water will guarantee you telling me the truth.  They not only include an enhanced truth serum but also a drug which amplifies the signals received by your nerve endings meaning something as insignificant as a papercut will cause unbearable agony.  The third chemical causes you to stay awake unable to black out from the pain.   Reason Two, under Article Seventeen, Subsection B of the Mutual Defence Treaty between the Federation and the Erassian Alliance, wartime provisions allow for the transfer of prisoners between powers meaning despite being held on a Starfleet ship you are a prisoner of the Erassian Alliance without the protection of Federation rules governing the treatment of prisoners.

Tawrens eyes went wide and his skin paled as the realisation of what had just been said set in and the drugs began taking effect.  Walters smiled and stood up and grabbed Tawrens left hand pinning it down whilst the right feebly tried to loosen Walters' grip.  Walters continued "Let's start with who gave you the orders to carry out the terrorist attacks?"

"I can't they'll kill me..."  Tawrens let out a blood curdling scream as Walters bent his left pinkie back with a sickening crack.

"It's the ring finger next.  Your bosses may kill you but I'll do far worse and you'll still be alive and conscious throughout the whole thing."  Tawrens let out another scream as Walters broke his ring finger with another sickening crack.  "Middle finger next.  I'll say again.  Who gave the order?"

"N..nn..no more!  It was Ad..Admiral Lomax, he's the..."  Tawrens abruptly stopped talking and black lines began spreading beneath his skin.  Walters released his grip on Tawrens' wrist and backed away from the table.

"Guards!"  Walters shouted as Tawrens started to thrash violently snapping the plastic restraints on his wrists.  Tawrens stood apparently no longer inhibited by the gravity as the guards rushed into the room.  Tawrens lunged at Walters with wires bursting out from beneath the surface of  his hands striking out towards Walters who just barely managed to dive out of the way.  "Shoot this bastard!"  Walters yelled and the Vulcan guards fired their handheld phasers on heavy stun at the now monstrous Tawrens without effect.  Walters scrambled to his feet and snatched a phaser from a vulcan guard.  He thumbed it to vaporize and fired it at Tawrens who managed to let out a scream of rage before being completely atomised.

Walters said to the guards as he handed back the phaser.  "Lock down the area where the prisoners are and if any of them turn into that vaporize them."  Walters headed to the nearest turbolift pulling up information on Admiral Lomax  on a small padd he kept in his trouser pocket.  He ordered the turbolift to the bridge and read the information.  'Vice Admiral George Lomax, former Head of Starfleet Medical Bioweapons Countermeasures Division.  Died Stardate 240503.26.'  The turbolift arrived at the bridge and Walters made a beeline for Captain Rojac ignoring the demands of the Beijing's Captain for an explanation of the phaser fire.  Stepping up to Rojac he breathed quietly handing over the padd.  "Captain we have a major problem..."


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End Log
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Major Scott Walters
XO
USS Chimera - C

Captain Jamis Tawrens (NPC Ixus)
CO
USS Potomac

[USS Chimera] SD 241001.30 || Joint Log || MajGen Sharpe (1MEF CO) & Capt Rojac (Chim CO) ||

[Ready Room - Deck One - USS Beijing]

The Commander of the Beijing, after being cleared by security, allowed Rojac use of his personal office to contact Major General Sharpe on Earth, and his own ship in the Reran system.

Rojac took a seat behind the small utilitarian desk. The decor of this small patrol ship was less luxurious than the Chimera's own. It lacked space, but was streamlined for a more utilitarian purpose. He logged on to the computer system and accessed the communications system.

"Computer." Rojac declared, "locate Major General Richard Sharpe, San Francisco, Earth. Communication Priority one. Voice authorization Rojac-Alpha-One."

[Ground Zero - Starfleet Transit Station - San Francisco, Earth]

 

Sharpe was in the remains of the ticket hall, necking a bottle of water. They'd finally got Brian out of the rubble, and Richard was covered in dust and grime. He swallowed one bottle of water, and then grabbed a second, and poured it over his face to wash off the loose dust.

An aide came over to him, and snapped to attention. "Sir, there's a communication for you from the USS Beijing in orbit. Priority One encoded sir."

Richard looked up at the young marine lieutenant, and sighed. "Very well." He said, and trudged off to the MMCC. As he entered, everyone stood to attention, as marines invariably did. "At ease." Sharpe growled, and approached the communications terminal.

"Put them on." He said.

The face of Cropa Rojac appeared on the viewer at the front of the make-shift command center. The captain quickly found the Major General he was looking for, despite his gruff appearance.

"You look worse than when i left you, General." Cropa said.

"Yes, well, some of us have been working." Sharpe snarled at the cocky Captain. "Report, Captain."

Rojac nodded, with a slight smirk evident beneath his beard. "We took the freight shuttle the terrorists were using and followed it to the pre-programmed rendezvous coordinates. We discovered an unregistered freighter commonly used by pirates running the border near the Alpha Eridani system. We landed in the shuttle bay and falsified a warp core breach, drawing the attention of the patrol ships Beijing and London."

Rojac took a deep breath. "And now you see me here." He smiled. "Security teams from the Beijing and London have secured the freighter. And reinforcements are in-bound." Rojac said. "How are things on your end?"

"The city is secure, and Starfleet Headquarters is surrounded by marines and tanks. We've pulled out as many survivors as we could, and we're in the process of shoring up the terminal building to prevent collapse."

 

"Sounds like dirty work, General." Rojac said, his face sullen now. "I do not envy you." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Things are wrapping up here. Do you require assistance down there?"

"We're pretty much sorted here." Richard said. "I imagine in a day or so, I can head back to Unity."

"Okay then." Roajc said. "One more thing i think you should know. I received a message from my Chief of Security. It appears some disease has taken hold of UNITY and Aeran III. It's affecting the people who are rioting throughout the vessel. The Chimera has been quarantined off."

Richard looked ashen face. "Good lord."

"Have you contacted your wife, General?" Rojac asked.

"No, We've been unable to contact Unity." Sharpe said, sadly.

"I'll try from here then, General." Rojac said, nodding. "Rojac out."

[End Log]

Major General Richard Sharpe
Commanding Officer
SSF First Taskforce First Marine Expeditionary Force

&

Captain Cropa Arnold Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C

[USS Chimera] SD 241001.30 | Joint Log | President Spock & SecDef Malone

=Somewhere in the French Alps=
=Presidental Bunker=
 
President Spock stood quietly looking over the holographic map of Earth. It should locations where these, what could only be described as terrorists, had attacked.
 
"Mr. President?"
 
Spock turned to face his chief of staff.
 
"We received a brief communique from Councillor So in West Virginia. He said that only two members of the council remain unaccounted for. They were apparently off-world on separate functions."
 
Spock nodded, "I want to return to Paris as soon as possible."
 
"But there are still reports from ..."
 
"I'm not concerned with reports. The citizens of the Federation need to see their president serving them from his office and not hiding in some bunker deep inside a mountain."
 
The chief of staff shook his head, "But the danger ..."
 
"Is perhaps a bit overstated. At least as far as the presidency is concerned. From these reports, Paris has been untouched. With additional security, it will remain so."
 
"But some of our security is the problem. Starfleet officers have turned against the government and starfleet."
 
"Then I must address them and the situation, but I can not do so from here. I will speak to the Federation from my office sometime in the next 24 hours. Is this understood?"
 
"Yes, Mr. President. But I think it is a mistake placing yourself in such a vulnerable position."
 
"Perhaps."
 
An aide rushed in and whispered something into the chief of staff's ear.
 
"Sir," the chief of staff said. "The Secretary of Defense is on the comm link."
 
"Very well," Spock said. "I shall speak to him here."
 
The chief of staff nodded as the image of the map was replaced with that of Harold Malone.
 
"Mr. Secretary," Spock said. "It is good to see that you are well."
 
"Likewise Mister President." Malone said, with sincerity. "With all that's going on, its gratifying to see a friendly face."
 
Spock nodded, "Indeed. We have lost a number of high-ranking personnal today. Knowing that you are not among them is most ... gratifying."
 
"I was nearly one of them." Malone frowned. "General O'Neill of Starfleet Security turned on us, and nearly executed me."
 
"General O'Neill?" Spock's eyebrow rose. "That is unfortunate. I have received similar reports of trusted starfleet officers perpetrating such acts of betrayal. This now has to be considered an attempted coup of our government and military."
 
"I've received confirmation that we've lost twenty six starships, and that the government of Alpha Centarui has been overrun and the rebels hold the Government quarter." Malone said.
 
"Do you have any suggestions Mr. Secretary?" Spock asked.
 

"I don't, Mister President." Malone said, sadly. "Contingencies exist for such cases, but not in such numbers. I don't think anyone truly believed Starfleet would attempt a coup against the Federation… again."
 
Spock remembered the incident years ago when then-Captain Picard and the Enterprise-D prevented a neural parasitic race from taking control of the Federation. At the time, Spock was deeply involved in his reunification efforts on Romulus.
 
"Mr. President, I doubt these officers are under the control of the 'blue gills'," the chief of staff said, referring to the nickname given to the parasites. "They would have attempted to infiltrate key members of starfleet, not kill them. This has to be something else."
 
"Agreed," Spock said. "Though I am not ruling out the possibility."
 
Spock focused on the image of Malone.
 
"Mr. Secretary, did General O'Neill say anything before attempting to execute you?"
 
"Just monologue." Malone replied. "Nothing that actually would help us."
 
"Most unfortunate," Spock said, showing a slight sign of disappointment. "We need to find out which starship captains and starbase commanders we can trust. In addition, I want you to appoint an acting chief of starfleet security. Someone you can rely on. This person will need to regain control of this planet. Then we can focus our efforts on Alpha Centarui."
 
"Well, I've heard that General Sharpe has secured control of San Fransisco." Malone said. "He might be useful."
 
"There is something else," Spock said. "Earlier today, the security council voted to approve use of the TechEx. We may need to use these weapons to keep the Romulans from taking advantage of our internal strife."
 
Malone exhaled deeply. "Might mean stepping up the strike program."
 
Spock closed his eyes for a moment before opening them to speak again.
 
"I am going to address the Federation later today in order to assure the citizens, and anyone else listening, that the government chosen by them is still in charge," Spock said. "In addition, I am going to address the Romulans. I am going to give them a deadline to approve the terms of surrender we issued to them three weeks ago. If they do not accept these terms, then we will have no other course of action."
 
Harold nodded. "I think it would be best to reassure the people of the Federation that there still is a government." He said. "It might also draw out whoever is behind all this." 

 

"I will contact you after my address," Spock said. "Until then, live long and prosper." 

 

"Peace and long life, Mister President." Malone replied.

 

President Spock (npc by Rick)

President of the United Federation of Planets

 

Fleet Admiral Harold Malone (Ret.)

Secretary of Defence

Played by Frankie