Deep Space Guardian: Season II-Episode 21

[Founder]

Season II-Episode 21-A Station's Loss



Captain's Log: Stardate 57834.52

Five days have gone by since the Imperial attack on the station and the system itself. Sit Fito, my former First Officer, had been lying to me for months. He amassed a massive fleet and attacked the Vega System. Starfleet has sent a dozen ships to help safeguard the station while it is under repair, including relief aid. I had allowed civilian relief efforts earlier and its a choice I regret after a rather daunting experiance. I have prevented any more civilians to approach the station. I have not been a very good Captain the past couple of days. In fact, this is my first log since everything happened. Days have gone by and I have never left my office, not even once. The only crew I have talked to is my senior staff and only in my office. I issued them all orders for themselves and their department in the relief effort. All of them have done amazing. Lieutenant Grey has worked non-stop to repair damge. He has so much work ahead of him, but has a lot of help. His quick thinking helped restore power to the station, enough to fight back. Lieutenant's Findlay and Cruz, the latter of the Hippocratic Oath, have reported their experiance in the battle. Both of them flew in fighters against the Imperial forces. The fact that both of them are alive to talk about it is simply amazing. It was a nightmare in space, just as it was on the station. Apparently it was also bad on the planet, Elerra Prime. Admiral Donatra, leader of the Romulan refugees, led a rebellion on the planet and took it back. She managed to join the space battle towards it end with their ships. Sadly, they lost nearly 25% of their ships. There was also a Federation ship in the battle, one before any reinforcements came here. The USS Katana was a new experimental ship that Starfleet was testing and left it on the station for upgrades. This is where things became strange. My new Chief of Astrometrics, Scott Carter, took the ship out of dock and flew it into battle....alone. Suffice it to say Starfleet's ship was heavily damaged. It was found drifiting in the asteroid belt near DSG. I don't know if I should demote Carter for his stupidity or promote him for his bravery. Although from the report of my Chief of Operations officer, Malcom Jones, Carter saved his life. Which shows this officer was heroic. Colonel Dicot was one of the officers who went with me to confront Sit Fito. He fought against the powerful entity, but Fito fled OPS. Harfin then led the marines to fight against the Imperials. Harfin's marines had captured a few Imperials who stayed behind to carry out more attacks. Captain Archer, Executive officer of the Hippocratic Oath, was another officer who went to OPS. Once Grey managed to restore partial power to weapons and shields, Archer turned the tide of the battle in space and destroyed Imperial ships. His ship took on more injured which was also a great help. My Chief Tactical officer, Ziona Andreas, would normally have control of the station's weapons, but she was no where to be found. Eventually it was discovered she was attacked in a corridor and left for dead. She had been off duty when the attack happened and when the battle began she rushed to OPS only to find Cardassians in the turbolift. The shot grazed her, but she will live. Unfortunatly when she heard about everything that happened it became to much for her. She has asked to transfer off the station. I have accepted. Under Security, an officer who shone over others was a Ferengi named Rav. As unlikely as it is, this crewman was not running to save his own skin, but saved others. I'm definitly going to talk to my Chief of Security about giving him a full commision into Starfleet. There were even unlikely heroes in this struggle. Civilians fought back for their station. I can't help but feel prideful about that. A bartender and freighter captain named Fenn fought in space at his own peril. While on the station a shop keeper named Jake Myst repelled the invaders as best he could. Then of course, every battle is not with out it's losses. Many officers and civilians were killed in the battle, but there were personal losses as well. Lieutenant Commander Ryan Aurora was killed by Fito while trying to prevent him from escaping and saving my life. There has yet to be a memorial service for the dead. The bodies are still being cleared out to this day. I would just like to say on a personal note, Aurora was a good officer and the Hazard team...and the station will feel his loss for some time to come. Lieutenant Commander Merik Naruul has taken his place as head of the Hazard Team. There has been one Senior staff officer who has never reported in, Doctor Aiasjia Shoran. In fact, she isn't even on the station anymore. An EMH reported to a security officer that he witnessed her being beamed off the station, by a Nautolian transporter. I don't even know how she got on the station. I had her guarded by security on the USS Defiant, because I knew of her close relationship to Fito. Doctor Kayal Aylin, Chief Medical Officer of the Defiant, had explained what happened. She even said that Shoran had fought to save as many as she could. I'm at a loss to the Doctor's loyalty. All I do know is that she is with Fito now...somewhere. I don't know if I should go in search of her. If she was taken against her will, then she needs our help. If she went willingly and I risked crewman to save her.... Which leads me to the last person, Lieutenant Commander Blake Robitaille. He saved my life against Fito in the holodeck as well. Robitaille led an amazing offensive to retake the station. It may have been the breaking point for the Imperials on the station. Starfleet wants me to choose a new first officer. I don't like the list of officers they sent. I don't know any of them at all. Ziona was next in line, but she is gone. I can't think of anyone else to take that spot other than Robitaille. I don't feel I can trust anyone else....not now....End log.

-DSG, OPS-

Ian sat in office alone. It was still a mess. A display case of stations lay in ruins on the side of the room. Ian could still remember talking to T'Sa who left days ago. He pulled the memory out of his mind. Ian had to talk to Blake about the new position. He tapped his combadge.

"Xavier to Robitaille," He said, "Please come to my office."

[Lord Borg]

Temporaroly moved back to RPG untill DSG usergroup is set up.

-Lord Borg

[Republican_Man]

--Earth, Memphis, Tennessee. Time: 3 Days ago--
It has been two weeks since Kyle Katran returned to Earth. Now, the man of age 52, a Commander in Starfleet, was at the B.B. King Blues Bar, a rather ancient bar from the 20th century, in Memphis, Tennessee. He sat at a table, alone, listening to a hologram of BB King, the great Blues legend, playing on the central stage. He had a mug of beer on his table�yes, real authentic beer, something a Starship could never provide�and that was it. He sat, listening, in wait for his friend Thomas Kenobi, whom he was supposed to meet at the location.
After waiting alone for ten minutes, Kyle finally saw his friend enter the bar and look around for him. He motioned to Thomas with his right hand, waving it high in the air. His friend spotted him and made his way to the table. Katran arose and walked towards his friend. He reached out his hand and his friend did the same; the two shook hands firmly, like good friends.
�How ya doin�, old friend?� Thomas asked his friend, smiling brightly.
As Kyle led him to his table, he replied, �Alright. How �bout yourself?�
�Good, good.� The two sat down. �BB King? Yeah, he was a great one. What a legend. I�m glad we have holotech so that we can see him, even if he�s not the real thing.�
�Yeah,� Katran agreed. �So, what�s new? How�re Jill, your kids, and your grandkids?�
�Oh, they�re doing fine,� Kenobi replied. �Jill�s at home, here in Memphis. John and Kathy, with their son Johnnie, moved to New York last month. They�re doing quite well. Johnnie�s starting middle school next week. Phil�s in Jersey, still doing that business, and he still isn�t married. He kind-of reminds me of someone else, in that respect,� Thomas said, smiling and chuckling. Katran had never married, and it was a joke about him.
Kyle smiled in reply and said, �Yeah��
�Joan�s living on the moon with her husband Jeff still. John�s starting High School next week, Jayden�s starting 6th grade, Jennica�s starting fourth grade, and Jaren�s starting Kindergarten. They�re really looking forward to their next years of school. And finally, Fred and Diane moved to the Moon. Jim�s in the Academy now, trying for Engineering. So, yeah, in all, everyone�s doing quite well.� Thomas stopped. �How�s your mom?�
Kyle�s mom has terminal cancer, and it looked as though no one could cure it. �Still holding on, old friend. She�s going to the hospital on Betazed next week. They�re giving her three months to live. That is, if they can�t cure her.� He shook his head, sadly.
�I�m sorry, old friend,� Thomas responded. The holographic BB King Blues Band began to play �It�s My Own Fault Baby.� The two friends loved the song, and listened for a second, quietly.
Then Kenobi spoke up. �Have you heard about what happened to DSG?�
�DSG? Deep Space Guardian, the station?� Kyle inquired, curiously. He had no idea. �What happened?�
�Well, it looks like it was attacked. The Federation�s going to war with the Cardassians and Nautolians,� Thomas said. �It was an amazing attack. The station was almost destroyed, and thousands, I believed, died.�
�God in Heaven,� Katran said, under his breath. �I knew I sensed something horrible, but I couldn�t quite place it. And when you came in�That�s horrible. It�s been, what, five years since the end of the Dominion War, and now we�re starting a new one�and with a race like the Nautolians? They�re like us Betazoids, only a thousand times better, if not more. Any idea how we got into this?� he pressed.
�Word on the street is that Starfleet�s sole Nautolian, Sit Fito, is a traitor, and convinced the Nautolians to secede from the Federation and join him in a crusade to destroy the Federation. He orchestrated the attack on DSG, I�ve heard. Nothing�s definite�it�s only been three days, but I don�t know.�
�Wow. I wonder what�s in store for me and you, and maybe eventually Jim,� Katran thought.
�Well, that�s part of why I made the trip to Memphis. Not just to visit you, but to give you a message from Starfleet Command,� Kenobi said.
�What? What message?� Kyle inquired.
�They want a group of about 100 well-known Starfleet officers to report to Headquarters next week, on Tuesday. I don�t know what it�s for, but it�s something big. Rumor has it that they�re creating a new organization.�
�Any idea what?� Kyle asked.
�None. But so, I�m staying here until Monday. You and I can travel to San Francisco together then. How�s that sound?�
�That works,� the other man replied, nodding his head. �Then to San Francisco we go on Monday.�
And with that, Thomas went to the bartender to get a beer, and Kyle turned his attention back to the music. What would be in store for him and Thomas next week? Only time could tell�

[Hitchhiker]

-Engineering-

"No, no, no, no!" Grey muttered. "This won't do at all!" He thundered through engineering.

It had been five days since the battle for the station, and everything was still a mess. Grey had not gotten any sleep, choosing instead to work round the clock and then some in order to repair the station, but it was beginning to look like a wild dream rather than something obtainable in his lifetime.

He was having an argument with Lieutenant Fitzpatrick, the chief engineer assigned by the Starfleet Corps of Engineers to help with the repair effort. The S.C.E. were a brilliant group of gifted individuals--in other words, bound to butt heads with Grey over every single matter. Right now they were discussing the structural damage to the docking ports.

"I'm so sorry," Fitzpatrick said, "but I don't see why you insist on restoring it in that order. It'd be much more efficient to connect the EPS grid on both decks simultaneously."

"You just don't get it, do you? I don't want to connect the EPS grid, not yet. I want to totally repair the exterior before we even think about bringing that area online."

Fitzpatrick emitted a frustrated sigh. His iron-grey hair attested to his years of dealing with stubborn enthusiastic people such as Dave Grey. "Fine," he acquiesced. "Now about that computer. . . ."

[Micteth-Son of Udas]

Harfin has fallen asleep in his office from a long night

Once he woke up he took Aurora's combadge and put it in his pocket. He went down into HQ control room and talked to one of his officers.

"No information from the captives yet sir." the officer reported. Harfin nodded and went into the turbolift.
"Promonade" Harfin called out and the doors closed.



Promonade

Harfin exited the turbo lift, there were still bodies lieing on the floor. Harfin took out Aurora's combadge and held it in a fist, He will pay for this, i will make sure of that my friend harfin tought as looking at the combadge. He put the combadge pack into his pocket and walked around. He then turned around and walked back into to the turolift and orderd it back to marine HQ

Marine HQ

Harfin walked into the HQ, walked trough the main command area, and into a door. Once inside he saw a Nuatiloid that was missing part of is arm, look pretty beat up, on his knees, a good size bucket of water in fromt of him.

"These guys have been nice to you compared to what im about to do if you dont tell me everything you know."

The Nuatiloid looked at him and spit at his feet. "Never you corupted starfleet scum." it replied.

Harfin motioned to a marine at the Nuatiliods side, who then pushed the captives head into the water and held it there for 15 seconds. the then pulled the Nuatiloids head out

"Care to talk now?" Harfin asked. the Nutiliod kept quiet and then Harfin motioned to the marine again, who repeated his last action and held the captives head in the water until harfin gave him the signal to raise the cpatives head out of the water, about 20 seconds after he gave the enitail signal.

[Uss_Voyager]

-U.S.S Fairview (Towship, Towing U.S.S Katana Back To DSG)-

I wake up with bright lights glaring and the feel of federation sheets under me.

Uh.. Why am in sickbay? I raise my head up to find a klingon officer walk over to me

"Your ship fought with honor! and managed to save DSG from some of the ongoing attacks, untill u rammed ur ship into a cardassian capital ship disabling it, while also diasabling yours, and your ship drifted out to a asteroid belt were we found you!, Luckily 1hr later after u diasbled the cardassian ship federation starships came to help DSG, so DSG is back in the Right Hands"

Thank God, how long before we reach DSG?

The klingon officer walks over to the console and checks and then walks back to me.

"30 Mintues, once were there your free to go back to DSG, but while your here i suggest you get some rest"

Thanks. I then put my head down and went to sleep.

[Valathous]

~Deep Space Guardian, Promenade~

Blake Robitaille was in the promenade. He was helping to clear some of the bodies out. He had patrols going around the station to catch any drifters, although after the Marines caught that remaining group of 150, the scanners didn't pick up any other but Blake was still cautious. The patrols were also to prevent looting being that all the stores were smashed open and their items very accessable.

As Blake picked up the body of a dead young women he couldn't help but shake his head. How had he not found out? How was it that Fito was able to keep all this from him? Blake had his computer set to scan all frequencies of communications along with attempting to put some out through the garbage energy the station eminates or by bouncing signals. How was it that the alien was able to not act the least bit suspicious? Blake was angered. He felt he should have known. Then, to top it all off....Fito got away.

Blake placed the body onto a stretcher and 2 medics carried it away. Blake was grateful that the Hippocratic Oath was docked at Deep Space Guardian. Their medics were very useful in saving lives, healing wounded and helping with the clean up. How did Fito get away? Blake thought to himself, his mind trailing back to the subject.

"Xaiver to Robitaille. Please come to my office," Blake heard over his commbadge suddenly. He sighed. Blake wanted to get the Promenade and the station cleaned up as soon as possible. Blake walked out of the promenade, passing some guards and entered the turbolift.

"Ops," Blake told it. It didn't reply with a snarky comment. Obviously Grey hadn't got around to 'fixing' it. As the turbolift went up Blake couldn't help but realize that the Captain hadn't left his ready room since the day of the attack. It must have been the stress. All this happened on his station of all of them. The Deep Space Guardian crew had been through a lot.

The turbolift arrived at Ops and Blake stepped out. He walked across the heavily damaged control centre, which had been cleared of the bodies, and walked up to the Captain's ready room door. He rang the chime and heard the Captain beckon him him. Blake stepped into the office and walked to the Captain's desk.

"Hello Captain," Blake greeted him, "You called?"

[Founder]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

Ian looked up at Blake. He gently placed a PADD down that he was reading. It was plans for the construction of a Prometheus class on the station.

"Take a seat commander." Ian said.

A workerbee vessel, towing a damaged shuttle with a tractor, flew by the window.

"I'm sorry," He said, "I know you have been busy, but this won't take a lot of time."

[Valathous]

Blake took a seat in the chair across from the Captain. He saw him put a PADD on the desk but looked up at him before seeing what was on it.

"Not a problem, sir. I'm sure one less person in the promenade will only help by making it less crowded," he pointed out.

There were a lot of people in the promenade. Clean up crews, medics, engineers, security, civilians, etc. Though Blake wished to get it cleaned up as quickly as possible, it was nice to get out of that atmosphere, even if only for a few moments.

[Founder]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

Ian sighed and looked at Blake.

"Starfleet wants me to choose a new commander," He said, "I don't like...anyone on the list."

Like or was it trust? He didn't know and didn't want to think about it. Not right then.

"Ziona left Blake," He said, "You're next in line for command. I...uh...don't trust anyone else to take that position..."

He sighed as a fighter roared by the window.

"I want you to be the new First Officer onboard Deep Space Guardian." Ian said bluntly.

[Valathous]

Blake gave a slight smirk, look up at the ceiling and then back down. He had only receive a promotion to Lieutenant Commander a few months ago and now he was being offered a position as the station's First Officer. There was quite an opportunity sitting on his lap that many would have jumped at instantly, but Blake sat there for a moment... thinking.

With the job he would be given better access to codes and such which would help him as a Section 31 agent slightly but it put him in more of a spotlight than he already was. Security gave him many chances to read criminal reports and profiles on the crew and civilians on Deep Space Guardian. Not to mention he enjoyed his position on the Station. Security was what he joined the academy for. He had reached his aspiration.

"Captain, I would like to thank you for putting faith in me for such a position," Blake paused and sighed quickly, "But to be honest, I am quite content where I am. Security was what I enjoyed in the academy and tranied for. Now I'm Chief of Security on a large station. I've reached my goals. I'm where I want to be already."

Blake couldn't help but feel a little bad for rejecting, if that was possible. Xavier mentioned he didn't like the officers on the list Starfleet gave him and now that Ziona was gone and Aurora was dead there weren't that many compitent officers capable of command. But Blake was rather happy Dicot wouldn't be elegable being in the Marine core.

[Founder]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

Ian nodded his head, but not really looking at Blake. He stared at the door that led to OPS. Wasn't it only a month ago when Fito walked in through those doors to give his report? Now he is looking for a new first officer. How fast things changed. Blake didn't want the position and Ian would never ask Archer to demote himself for the sake of filling that position with a man he trusted. Ian would be forced to choose another officer.

"I understand Lt. Commander," He said, "I'm remembering an old Captain's adage, "Don't ever let them promote you" they always said. I can see why. You're a wise man Blake."

Ian shifted in his seat. His head turned towards the window. The Enterprise-E and Ambassador Worf's Klingon ship were parallel to each other. No doubt, Worf was catching up with his old Captain. He looked back at Blake.

"Until I can find a new first officer," Ian said sternly, "You're going to be made acting first officer."

He gave a weak smile.

"Don't worry," He said, "Its only temporary."

[Uss_Voyager]

The U.S.S Fairview Reached DSG and docked with it dropping me off and U.S.S Katana.

-Dsg Docking bay-

"Thanks for the ride"

The officer said that was ok.. and walked back to his ship.

I Then excited the docking bay and found my way to the turbolift.

"Ops Please"

the Computer Responded: "Well well if it Isnt Ensign Scott carter? Nice to see you in one piece"

"Same with me"

After a while the turbolift stopped and the doors oepned at ops and i exited looking for the captain and found him in his office. I Then tapped a button on the door and it sounded a chime.

[Valathous]

Blake smirked and gave a chuckle. He figured that part was coming. The station couldn't be left completely First Officerless. Blake was somewhat glad to see the Captain not considering anyone else from the station. Not because he wouldn't want anyone else to pass him in rank, frankly he didn't care, but he didn't feel the other officers qualified with the right personallity for commanding. Grey was an incredibly smart man, but didn't strike Blake as leader for an entire station. He seemed perfect in his little niche known as engineering. Or maybe Blake was just arrogant... Although, it would have been nice to have someone Blake already knew in the position. Now he would need to research into the new officer's background.

"Aye, Captain," Blake started, "I'm sure I can live with that."

[Founder]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

Ian nodded his head.

"Thank you Blake," He said, "I have....some thinking to do Commander Robitaille. I need you to take control in OPS..."

He stood up just as the door chimed loudly. Ensign Carter was on the other side of the door.

"Enter." Ian said.

[Uss_Voyager]

I Then Enter To find the Captain sitting in his chair.

"Hello, Captain" I said muterly, i was kind of scared of what he would say.

"I.I I." I Was stone cold with fear that i couldnt speak

[Founder]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

Ian recognized the young officer as the new Chief of Astrometrics. He noticed that he was rather nervous.

"At east Ensign." Ian ordered.

The officer had been missing for days, including the experimental Federation ship, the USS Katana.

[Uss_Voyager]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

"Uh.. Yes Sir.., Well ive come to you first to save later.. beacuse i know that your going to want to demote me for taking a experimental ship and basicly destroying it so just do it quickly before i faint.."

[Founder]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

Depsite the somber feeling Ian had washed over him, he couldn't help but smile. Was he that nervous as an Ensign? No, he was a trouble maker and a loud mouth. T'Sa's nerves were often grated with Ian. The Ensign had taken the USS Katana from the docking bay and taken it into battle, alone. A rather bold act. He was lucky to be alive. Ian immediatly gave a serious look and straightened his uniform.

"You're damn right I should demote you Ensign!" He yelled, "All the way back to the Academy!"

He cleared his throat and stepped two inches away from Carter's face.

"On stardate 57834.52, I hereby...," Ian threatened, but suddenly changed the tone of his voice, "Commend you for your bravery."

[Uss_Voyager]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

His Yelling Pierced my ears.. i wanted to run and hide.. untill he said "Commed For Your Bravery" I Was Suprised..

"Captain.. I Dont Deserve it But Thanks.." I Standed there with amasment.

[Valathous]

~Deep Space Guardian, Captain's Office~

Blake had gotten up from his chair and made his way to the door when he heard Captain Xavier raise his voice to the young ensign. He turned around for a second and couldn't help but chuckle when the Captain's tone changed and commended Carter. He exitted the office to leave the two to their business and entered Ops. Blake sighed and looked around the room. It was still in shambles. Not quite as bad as it was a few days previous, as much of the garbage had been cleared out, but shambles none the less. Blake stood infront of the viewscreen. It was cracked but not completely destroyed. Blake motioned for one of the few Ops officers to activate it.

Blake stared out of the screen for several moments. He watched as al the ships flew to and frow outside of the station clearing out debris in space and repairing the outter hull of its many holes. He sighed as his mind returned to Fito...

[Lord Borg]

~Deep Space Guardian, Docking port~

Archer stood looking out the giant view port. There were several docking ports on the station. The one where he was at, was near the docking ring that connected to his ship, the Hippocratic Oath. The ship was a little further away from the port at this dock, then a normal one. The one it was currently at was an added "corridor" so in essence, the dock stuck out a little further. He stared at the ship. Some work bees flew around it, effecting some minor repairs/upgrades to the outer hull. The ship was over filled, pst the 1,000 paitents. The 'extended corridor' was filled with them to. Non doctors on the Oath, were given emergency training, so that they could help with the wounded. Sadly more people had died. Now, thankfully, most of the criticals have been taken care of. The ship was working with the station's medical crew as well, save for Doctor Shoran, who seemed to have disapeared. Captain Picard of the Enterprise had spoken with the other ships. None of them had anything to do with the disapearnce. It could only mean one thing. Fito. Fito had to have had something to do with her disapearnce. Captain T'Sa of the Defiant reported, attacking a fighter. Attempting to anyways. Archer noticed the beauty of the hull of the Oath, when set againts the blue light of the inner docking ring of the station. Archer was lost in his thoughts, when a reflection on the window made him jump. Commander Benson was behind him. Archer turned.

"Yes?"

Benson cleared his throat.

"I have that report you wanted sir."

Archer stared at him for a second, not remembering that he was talking about. Then he rembered.

"Oh, yes, Sorry commander, go ahead."

Benson nodded.

"The repairs and upgrades should be compleated in about 72 hours."

Benson seemed to sink. He continued.

"We worked with the station's medical crew, and have a total casualty list, that is a current one. It includes updates from the ships, and from the planet...."

Archer took a PADD from him, and gave it a glance. The numbers made him shatter inside. Even worse, the numbers would grow. Archer looked over to Benson, he seemd to have something eles to say. It was then when he had noticed, Benson had another PADD in his hands.

"What is it commander?"

Benson cleared his throat again, and spoke.

"We have recived a message from Starfleet Command Sir."

Benson handed him the PADD. Archer read the message. He looked over to Benson.

"Excuse me commander, I have to go see Captain Xaiver."

Benson nodded. Archer went down the corridor to the turbolift and entered.

"Ops"

THe computer did a broken buzz, and the turbolift started on it's way.

[7of9_made it awesome]

Alan Osbourne steps off the USS Enterprise - E after just saying a fond farwell to his crew members.

The walked thorugh the airlock onto the station and stood lookcing around him for a moment.

"Woa, someones gotta hard days work a head of 'em" he said to himself.

He was reffering to the state of the walls and floors. The fact that he saw giant puddles of blood still on the floor suggested this must of been a place of much conflict, he wasn't exactly sure what happend on the station, but he knows that while he's on here, any enemy will have to face him.

"Computer... Can you locate Cornel Harfin Dicot?"

Computer: " He is at this moment on the promenade, marine HQ"

On hearing this he entered the turbo lift.

"Promenade"

The turbo lift headed towards the promenade.

[Founder]

-DSG, Captain's Office-

Ian nodded his head to Carter.

"Get some rest Ensign," He said, "And if you can, assist the other crew with repairs. Dismissed."

He turned towards his chair when he heard the door chime again. A loud sigh escaped his mouth. It would seem he would never have time to just sit.

"Enter." He growled.

[Micteth-Son of Udas]

An hour later the prisoner wasnet talking, infact he looked rather well.

"This is getting no where, why dont you have a seat?" Harfin said and motioned to a table, with two chairs, one at either side. Harfin sat for a minute and looked right at the prisoner. A second later the door opened, harfin didnt even flinch. A marine walked in with a tray of food and placed it right infront of Harfin.

"Ahh, right in time, i was begining to get hungry." Harfin said as he looked down to food then back at the prisoner.

"Id have something brought down for you, but your back stabing leader never did share meals with me, so i wouldnt know what to get for your kind." Harfin said with a serious tone and began to eat.

Afew minutes latter, harfin was done eating and had the tray brought out of the room.

"Now lets see what we will do with you..... you didnt seem to respond to the water treatment." Harfin said and the captive just sat there with a smug look on his face. "So i think some rather shocking treatment will be best." The smug look quickly vanished as a device was wheeled into the room.

The device had two wires sticking out of it, one to what apeared to be a helmet, and one to a alligator clip. The marines secured the helmet to the prisoners head, and the clip to a finger.

"we wont kill you yet, but this will be rather unpleasent." Harfin said.
He looked at a marine and nodded, a painfull voltage of power surged trow the prisoner, cuasing him to scream in pain.

Marine HQ controll room.
The few marines that were in the controll room herd a blood curling scream come from The Room as it was called, nothing good ever happened in there, and that was the last place you wanted to end up while in shackles. there was a room in allmost every base or outpost. They werent widly publizied becuase there was a unwriiten rule, dont talk about anything the marines do. knowledge of the rooms went all the way up to the top of the Marines, but no one trieed to stop it, it was like a tradition most of the times the rooms where used for light initiation for newcomers to the Corps, a recruit new from the academy had some kind of surprise waiting for them there, normally nothing bad. but when prisoners where captured, and werent talking, they were used for interigations, and the only way a marine would be in shackles in that room is if he or she was a trator.