Deep Space Guardian: Season II-Episode 21

[Micteth-Son of Udas]

"Ok Ian, but you know, as well as anyone, those men wouldnt of gotten past me old buddy" Harfin said with a mean undertone to it. not amied at Ian, but the security officers.

Harfin opened the door and motioned for the others to enter.

Inside the door was 2 detention cells, both filled with a prisoner, eating food that had more then likely just been giving to them.

"See, nothing is wrong with them." Harfin said with Sarcasm amied at Archer

[Valathous]

~Deep Space Guardian, Marine Holding Cell~

Blake looked into the holding cell and saw the Nautolian beings. They were eating some food. Blake made note that it appeared as though not much had been eaten, what that signified was reall rather clear but it could have simply been a coincidence. Blake was disgusted by the alien beings, slaughtering so many Federation people on this station..

"Good to see you kept them alive," Blake said to Harfin, "So, I'm sure you won't mind if I take them off your hands so they don't waste any of your division's food rations. They are a matter of station security anyways."

[Founder]

-DSG, Marine Brig-

Ian looked at the prisoners with fury. His newfound peace quickly evaporated. Their appearance reminded him of Fito, his former FO. He clenched his fist tightly and walked over to the holding cell. They looked up at him weakly but said nothing. He didn't really hear with Robitaille said to Dicot. His complete focus was on them...

[Lord Borg]

~DSG, Marine Brig~

Archer stared at the prisoners. Nautolians. Archer hid a smile when Robitalle all but ordered their release into his custody. Archer turned to Blake.

"Commander, for their safety, I would like the Civilians released into your custody also."

Archer looked back at the Nautolians. He tightend his grip on the handel of his phaser rifle. A Type III rifle, the latest in the variants to.

[Founder]

-Drakon Station, Conference Room-

[Republican_Man]

--Drakon Station, Conference Room--
"An excellent idea," Surak said. "The Remans would prove to be a powerful asset. But how to convince them to join--and not only that, but how to physically get them to join. I mean, it's in the Romulan system--not an easy system to work in."
"Perhaps..." Colonel Sirius Brakon, leader of the Black Sun, began to input, "Perhaps we could open up communications with one of the Remans. My organization could do such a thing, and perhaps the Obsidian Order could as well. A frontal-assault on Romulus is too soon, and if we took military action to secure Remus now, that would only result in dire consequences. Therefore I think secrecy and subtlty are implied."

[Lord Borg]

~Drakon Station, Confernce room~

"hmmfmp"

Telos looked around the room.

"While the Remans would make a good asset, the situatuion with Shinzon won't make things easy. I hear the Romulans tightend thier grasp on the Remans. Thier planet is right next to Romulus to. Secretcey is indeed needed here"

[Founder]

-Drakon Station, Conference Room-

Oyet smiled at Telos.

"We also have the problem that this council is filled with cowards like you." He said.

Oyet was tired of the ugly Nautolian shooting down every idea. This empire would fall if they were all so timid.

[Lord Borg]

~Drakon Station, Confernce Room~

Telos snaped to. Oyet Narrowed his eyes and bared his teeth. He Gritted them.

"The fact your on this council is what is keeping you alive right now Oyet, Do not forget that."

Telos looked to Obsidian and Bowed his head.

"Aplogies for the outburst my lord."

[Alucard]

-Deep Space Guardian, Marine Holding Cell-

Crewman Rav was standing in the room, listening to the arguments going on. He was quite confused about it all. But when the doors to the holding cell opened, he quickly stepped into them.

'What ugly creatures these Nautolians are,' Rav thought to himself.

After hearing Robitalle pretty much ordering them over to station security, Rav pulled out his phaser. It was only a one-handed weapon, but he could use it if the two aliens tried to put up a fight.
Rav then walked over to Robitalle and asked calmly, "Sir, if we're given them, want me to take them to our Security Office?"

[Republican_Man]

[Arellia]

Drakon Conference Room

Aia rapped her fingers impatiently on the dark, cold table. She groaned inwardly. Bickering was such a dry hobby, one she preffered to stick out of in favor of single threats and unilateral action. She tried to curtail an eyeroll, instead glancing at the ceiling. Politics had never been her strong suit. "Are we actually here to accomplish something, or are we just going to sit here with our galactic board game pondering and fighting until the war ends?"

[Micteth-Son of Udas]

Dicot nodded.

"They are yours for transfe." Harfin nodded to two guards and they deactovated the force feilds, and put the prisoners into restraints.

"Care to take them now? Before i do something worthy of there crimes against this station." Harfin asked with a undertone of disgust.

[Alucard]

[Lord Borg]

((Alucard, Your char isn't supposed to be there right now . Also, sory for the lack of post. Been an extreamly busy week. Let's get the story moving eh? [per request of Founder])

~DSG, Marine Deck~

Archer looked at the Nautolians. They were still sitting, not sure what to do. He looked over to Ian. He was just staring at the Nautolians. Ian steped foward.

"Commander Robbitalle, take the nautolians to one of our brigs, maximum security."

Ian looked back at the nautolians, not knowing what eles to do....

[Republican_Man]

[Alucard]

[Founder]

(Sorry everyone. I was visiting my old home)

-DSG, Marine Brig-

Ian watched as the Imperial prisoners were led away. He stared at the Nautolian closely, thinking deeply. They were a tough enemy to fight. Especially Fito. He has become at a stage where he is between a corporal being and a non-coporeal being. Not too powerful to stop, but very hard to do so. How could it be done? Ian didn't know the answer to that. His eyes darted over to Archer. His friend thought that Harfin was up to something down here. But what? Ian didn't know the answer to that either. The Federation was in dire need of help and soon. The chance to strike back would be now, before Fito can remobilize his forces. Ian sighed and looked out of the one view port in t he Marine brig. Elerra Prime was in view, covering the entirety of space. His eyes focused on the Vijway peninsala. It was near the large city, the only city left, now populated by Romulan refugees and civilians. Near it were the Forbidden hills. A place where powerful aliens lived in subterranean temples. The Zalbogians. They claimed the world was their's before outsiders came and took it. An encounter had occured between his crew and several of the Zalbogians. They were so powerful that even Fito could not force them back mentally. Fito....

"Thats it..." He muttered under his breath.

Ian turned and rushed past Archer, Blake, and Harfin. He had forgotten tha Clarence was still walking around, taking in the "real world". He walked over to him slowly.

"Clarence," He said, "I wish I could take you on a tour of the station, but for now, it would be best if you returned to the holodeck. Its not very safe at the moment, but I think I found out how to...win this war. If you would like, I will return you to the holodeck and leave you on permenantly. I'm sure my Chief engineer will have a heart attack at the thought of the power loss, but I'll insist."

-Drakon Space Station, Conference Room-

Oyet smiled when Fito verbally abused Telos. The old fool dared tried to speak to the leader of Cardassian in such a manner and he would die for that. Oyet would see to it, but not yet. Shoran had noted that nothing was getting done and she was quite right.

"My Lord Obsidian," Oyet said, "I think the first step is gaining allies. We have made several suggestions. Plans on attacking worlds, stations, colonies, and other places should come after we have gained cannon fodder..."

-Secret Office, Undisclosed Location-

Admiral William Russ sat in the dimmed light of his office. His uniform was all black. For weeks he had been reading about the Nautolian homeworld and former Commander Sit Fito. Section 31 was very disturbed by what had happened. A new war had emerged, but it was not go on for long. He would see to it, it would end within the month. He sighed and ran his fingers through his beard. A habit he has always had since he let it grow out. He opened the computer on his desk and signalled for Robitaille. For a while, he had sent a one word message to Robiatille: Standby. Now it was time to contact him and deal with this...Fito.

[Republican_Man]

--Drakon Station, Conference Room--
"I agree, Gul, that allies are our first step. And that is why I wish for further suggestions for alliances to aid us in this effort. And you raise a good point with regards to waiting for massive military efforts to begin. Therefore, we will list out allies--which is all that I wish to hear coming from any mouths--"--he looked around at all the officials, sternly--"and will simply continue our Federation outer rim raids--that is, the colonial and settlement raids--that are taking place now. More external efforts will wait until we have gained sufficient allies." He paused. "Now, allies. And allies only," the Imperator ordered, forcefully.

[Micteth-Son of Udas]

Harfin noticed Ian was looking out the window, and saw a pininsula, Harfin knew close to nothing about the planet, except for one report he read of Tidus, it was close the the time he had just joined the station, a small encursion occured and some very powerfull beings were incountered. Harfin then looked at Ian. He haered Ian say something about the holodecks, the engineer freaking out and a way to win the war.

"Ian, if you think Grey is going to bug out about the power, he can always stay in one of my holodecks, they wont be in use for a while."

Harfin moved closer to Ian and wishpered "You arent thinking what i think your thinking are you?" refering to Ians plan.

((i posted that to sorta gett things rolling a bit.))

[Founder]

(Thanks Mike. I'm gonna end the episode soon.)

-DSG, Marine Brig-

Ian smiled towards Harfin.

"You read my mind Colonel," He whispered back , "You'll be joining us on the mission."

He stepped back and spoke louder.

"Thank you Colonel," He said, "I'd like for it to stay on continuious use."

He looked over at the hologram.

"How about it?" He asked.

[Micteth-Son of Udas]

"No problem Ian" Harfin said, at both topics.

[Lord Borg]

~DSG, Marine Deck, Brig~

Archer watched the nautolians leave. He then heard what Ian and Harfin where saying. He didn't quite understand what 'thats it' ment, but he knew that Ian had made some sort of plan. Archer went to Ian.

"Everything alright?"

Clarence had taken the time to explore every nook and cranny of the room he was in. By scanning the room with his eyes, he could now walk though if he were blind. He could keep away from furniture and consoles. He also made several stratagies in his mind for combat incase it was needed. Not that it would be, if he had a say in it. He looked over to Ian and responded to his qurey.

"What ever you think is best, although, i do not consume much power, curtosy of programing design."

[Valathous]

~ DSG, Marine Deck ~

Disgusting, vile creatures, Blake thought of the Nautolians as he escorted the two Nautolians and the arrested civilians outside the brig. He motioned for Mike Komisarek to approach him. Mike did so and looked straight at the Nautolians for a moment in contempt before looking straight at Blake.

"Komi, I'm going to need you and your team to escort these fine gentlemen to the holding cells in security," Blake said in a rather comedically sarcastic tone.

"The steak dinner is at 6 for them, right?" Komisarek replied.

Blake laughed, patted him on the back then turned back into the brig.

Blake re-entered the brig area and approached Captain Xavier. He seemed to be energized by some sort of prospect. What it was, Blake didn't know but he was sure he'd find out.

"Captain, the prisoners are on their way to the security holding cells. I'll deal with them when I have a spare moment," Blake informed his commanding officer.

Komisarek and his team moved towards the turbolift with all of the prisoners. Many of the members of the team were not in the least bit impressed.

"Alive?! We have to ensure they arrive at the brig alive? This is bullsh..."

"Shut up, ensign," Komisarek quickly cut ensign Malik off.

"Weren't you there when they ruthlessly slaughtered civilians and your colleges?! Did you see what they did to us?!" Malik yelled aggressively.

"Ensign, I said shut up! Yes I saw what they did and I'm just as pissed off and vengeful as you but frankly, we're Starfleet! We're better than that!"

"Better than that... Don't give me that crap. Morallity can only go so far before you draw the line and do what needs to be done for your peoples' sake and dignity. You saw what the shopkeepers were doing. They want these two dead just as much as I do... Just as much as the rest of us do!" Malik continued.

"Oh? What do we have to gain if I let you barbarians place their heads on pikes? Will you feel better about yourself? Will all this go away because you've killed two defenseless prisoners? They may have information to offer us."

"Oh no. Valuable information for us! They're peons, not intelligence officers. They ran in killing because those were their orders. What are they going to tell us? That Fito has declared war on the Federation? You're weak, our Commanding officer is weak. Alive, ha!"

"Ensign? Didn't I tell you to shut that gaping hole of peutrid nonsense you call a mouth?" Komisarek shot out at him, "It'd probably be for the best of humanity if you never spoke again, anyways."

Malik got angry and drew a fist back as he came in on Komisarek. He swung but Komisarek stepped out of the way and dropped a hook across Malik's jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground.

"There, now it's broken. You can all thank me later," Mike said angrilly as Malik let out a loud painful moan as he held is jaw. "Anyone else car to jammer on? No? Good. Lets get them to the brig."

[Founder]

-DSG, Marine HQ-