Deep Space Guardian: Season II-Episode 24

Ziona · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 6:08 pm**

USS Guardian, Bridge

Ziona shot a glance at Yelia. She was starting to get annoyed. She could fly the Guardian if need be but then they wouldn't have tactical. She glanced over at Ian and then at how close they were to the Oath.

"Captain, I can take over if need be..."

Lord Borg · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 6:25 pm**

Guardian Bridge

Reed and Cruz ran in, almost falling over from the force of the scraping. He suddenly remembered he was holding her hand and let go. He went foward from the force of the ship jerking into the captains chair. "Captain Xavier!...." Now, another tactical officer and experianced helm officer were there to help...

Founder · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:07 pm**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

Ziona · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:11 pm**

USS Guardian, Bridge

Ziona glanced up at Ian and watched him a moment as Cruz took helm. She smiled quickly. He had called her "Z"... Something he wouldn't have done even just a few weeks ago. Ziona nodded her head and glanced down at her controls again.

"Yes, sir."

She returned to her tactical controls.

Lord Borg · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:12 pm**

Cruz went to the Helm and relived the person sitting there. She taped some controlls and the ship angled steeply, at least thats what the controls and screen said. The Scraping and shaking was starting to supside and slowly the ship began to veer away from what was left of the oath. "Atmospheric flights suck...."

Founder · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:16 pm**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

Ian looked over at Reed. The man had a pretty good build and very little to do with someone already at tactical.

"Lieutenant Commander Reed," Ian said over the hiss of smoke from the damaged roof, "We're gonna need torpedoes. We only have one phaser bank online. Get to the torpedoe bay and manually load them. Contact me when you're done."

He looked back at the helm. The young Bajoran woman, Yelia, looked happy to be away from the helm of the ship.

"Helm!" He ordered, "Plot a course to 556 mark 89."

Lord Borg · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:23 pm**

Reed nodded and went off to find the torpedo room.

"Aye sir!" Cruze set the course and engaged. She read a sensor reead out and frowned/ She turned and faced Ian. "sir? I am reading massave life forms thre... Human...Bajoran.. Vulcan... and More Cardassians and Nautolians then I care to repeat or think about..."

Founder · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:30 pm**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

Ian wished the torpedoes were fully online. The damage to them would make Reed work extra hard. He looked at the cracked viewscreen. The image of the death camps sat there in static. He knew they had transporter inhibitors in place. Ian looked over at Ziona and gave a very cold look.

"Ziona?" He said, "Prepare to fire at these cooridinates..."

Ian sent her a string of targets to fire on. Unfortunetly, they were heavily populated with Imperial soldiers. He didn't want to kill so many like this, but they left him no choice. His hand went to his combadge.

"Xavier to Reed," He said, "Load away commander..."

Ziona · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:33 pm**

USS Guardian, Bridge

Ziona glanced that coordinates and entered them into the computer console quickly. She cracked her knuckles quickly and then cracked her neck, hesitating before setting her hands on the controls again. She knew just as well as Ian that this would mean death to many unsuspecting, but possibly deserving, Imperial soldiers.

"Coordinates are set, Captain. Waiting for your command."

She set her fingers hesitantly on the controls, her hands shaking slightly.

Lord Borg · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:33 pm**

Guaridan, Torpedo Room

Reed sighed as Xaivers voice came over the com. HE replied. "Aye....sir.." Reed Grunted. These Quantums are heavy!. "Load..ing now...moment..." Reed grunted as he managed to get a torpedo on the rack and pushed it foward. "How many torpedos do you want? I have on almost in the chamber." Reed hoped Ian wouldnt ask for the full 6....

Hitchhiker · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:39 pm**

-USS Guardian, Engineering-

Grey frowned. "Oh, sure! When the ship is in danger, don't bother telling the chief what's going on--just expect him to keep the ship together!" He grumbled more as he took power away from the life support systems on the lower decks and transferred it to weapons.

"If this is over, I expect a lot of shore leave or something." But he knew what he would be doing after he got back to DSG. He knew what he needed to do now that this entire chapter of his life had played itself out. He needed an answer.

He tapped his combadge. "I've gotten another torpedo bank online--for now. Don't blow it. Grey out."

Founder · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:40 pm**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

Xavier heard Grey speak, but couldn't respond. Ian stared at the approaching image of the target. The ship shook from weapons fire from the ground. Cruz looked back at the captain.

"I can't stop here sir," She warned, "And we're approaching the target...your orders?"

Ian was silent, not saying anything. The ship zoomed over Imperial soldiers, desperatly trying to destroy it. Ian clutched his chair as the ship shook again. A console exploded violently, but no one was near it. Sparks burned into the once clean carpet. The ship continued to fly forward at high impulse speeds. He slowly tapped his combadge, never taking his eyes off the viewscreen.

"Only one." He replied to Reed.

One would be enough to cause the damage...and the massacre.

"Captain!" Cruz yelled.

Ian waited a few more seconds and slammed his fist onto the seat.

"Fire!" He ordered Ziona.

Ziona · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:43 pm**

USS Guardian, Bridge

Ziona heard Ian's command and hit the controls quickly. She half wanted to shut her eyes and half wanted to watch to see what damage had been caused.

"Direct hit, sir." She spoke as the readouts came out on her console. She was breathing heavily and she gripped the edge of her console to steady herself.

Lord Borg · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:44 pm**

Torpedo Room

Reed slumped down as the bay came on line. Now it works....

Founder · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:57 pm**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

Ian stared at the screen of what was left of the target. It was nothing but a smoldering crater at that point. He had detected nearly fifty soldiers in that one area, all dead by now. His hand went to his combadge.

"Xavier to Grey," He said, "I know I've been pushing you around the clock lieutenant, but I need help up here. I need shields if we're gonna get out of here alive."

He looked over at Yelia and was going to order her to beam the prisoners up. Ian decided against it. She would probably manage to lose them in transporter suspension. Ian hobbeled over to a console and beamed everyone into the shuttlebay. He was forced to beam the shuttle out and leave it in the camp. Unfortunetly, there were special transporter inhibitors around a heavily guarded compound, where the General, Katran, and the Bajoran ambassador were. Imperial fighters appeared out of no where and attacked the ship.

"Return fire Ziona." He ordered.

Ian detected another ship appear and fire on the fighters.

"What the hell!?" He asked.

The Hawk class vessel swooped about and defended the Guardian. He opened a channel to them.

"This is the Guardian," He said, "Not that I'm complaining but explain your presence here."

Republican_Man · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:57 pm**

((Apologies for the lack of posts; my focus, RPG-wise, has been predominantly on Nova Fleet.))

--Elerra Prime, Temple Interior--

Ziona · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 9:00 pm**

USS Guardian Bridge

Ziona shook her hands out quickly to stop the trembling and nodded to Ian.

"returning fire, sir."

She counted six fighters. The Hawk Class vessel was helping and Ziona lay down a spread of cover fire for the Hawk class, disabling one fighter in the melee.

Republican_Man · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 9:19 pm**

Hitchhiker · **Mon Mar 27, 2006 9:39 pm**

-USS Guardian, Engineering-

"I'll divert power from weapons to shields, sir, but you won't like it. I can give you full shields, full weapons, or poor shields and poor weapons." Grey reallocated power again and sighed.

Founder · **Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:28 pm**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

Ziona · **Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:48 pm**

USS Guardian, Bridge

Ziona steadied her hands and fired weapons at two fighters who seemed to be coming straight at them. She gritted her teeth as one exploded in mid-space. The other was disabled and hit the Guardian, glancing over the starboard side. Ziona cursed under her breath.

"Shields falling!"

Founder · **Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:54 pm**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

The captain sighed and thought of what to do. He opened a channel once more to engineering.

"Grey?" He asked, "Take all power from the shiels and put it to the weapons. We'll rely on the ablative armor to hold us together."

Ian looked at Ziona.

"Ziona?" He asked, "Do you think we can take the shields of that compound down?"

Ziona · **Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:58 pm**

USS Guardian Bridge

Ziona calculated in her head quickly and took a deep breath before nodding.

"I think that's possible... It should be possible."

Republican_Man · **Tue Mar 28, 2006 11:47 pm**

--Starcraft Hawk, Communications Center--
This was the moment the 2nd Lieutenant was dreading.
"Where is Major Katran?" Captain Xavier asked.
Siradore thought for a very brief second before responding, saying, "I'm afraid he is unavailable at this current time, Captain. Tied up in combative matters, sir." He didn't know what else to say. What could he say? He beamed down to the surface? For what, then?

Founder · **Wed Mar 29, 2006 12:06 am**

-USS Guardian, Bridge-

Ian knew something was very wrong here. He didn't know the major very well, but he would expect that at least the man would address the captain. His head shook.

"Whatever," He said, "I don't have time for that. I need you to concentrate your fire on this target."

He sent the man a the coordinates.

-Elerra Prime, Temple Interior-

One of the Zalbogians flew into a sharp rock and fell onto it, dying immediatly.

Fito was different from the last time he was in the temple. Stronger, more focused even. The Zalbogians, while some did cause him damage, it wasn't enough. He was quick and drew on every amount of energy he could possibly muster. The Titan grew tired and stepped forward, a wave of fire following him.

A wave of fire flew towards Fito...