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Star Trek Abandoned

This RPG takes place roughly 10 years after the events chronicled in the off-site RPG USS Angel, estimating that RPG at 2407, putting us at 2417.

The Romulans had long been standing as our' allies, against several borg and dominion threats, until the Dominion nearly shattered the Federation in 2407. The Romulan borders became so impervious, Starfleet stopped sending diplomatic missions across, because they got shot down. 10 years later, with help from the Klingons, Starfleet has managed to rebuild much of what was lost.

For the past 3 years, Starfleet has had a somewhat stable truce with both the Klingons, and the Romulans, including the swapping of a set of Starship crews. Captain Lauren Van den Hause, and her husband, Commodore James Morrow, were exchanged for a Romulan Captain, and pilot, to serve on a Starfleet ship.

On January 1st, 2417, The Romulans turned on the Federation. They assaulted, en masse, directly for sector 001.
Starfleet's small fleet barely stood a chance, considering the fact that it had nearly been shattered in 2407, and had been tested several times since by the Cardassians, Pixians, Dominion, Borg, and Orions. A fleet of just 17 Starships was available to stand against 150 Warbirds. Including one captained by Lauren Van den Hause.
When she saw her orders, and what she was supposed to do, she turned on 'her' fleet, and returned to Starfleet's side. Offering what little tactical information she had over to the Fleet's flagship, and joined Starfleet's formation.
Most of those ships were destroyed, the surviving two, the White Raven, and the USS Zeta-Nerama, were disabled, and ignored.
The Romulan fleet allowed them to live with the shame they had incurred, thinking it could be the greatest torture available. To force the deserter, and the Flag-Captain who had accepted her help to watch, as they shattered what the two had fought for.
The remainder of the Federation, upon Earth's destruction, was shattered. Many conflicting members, notably Andor and Telar, started warring with eachother.
Vulcan was attempting to act as a peace-keeper.
And not one of those planets wanted to see the two surviving Starships.
The remainder of the fleet not at the Neutral Zone massacre, were protecting Vulcan, Bajoran, and Betazed interests, or scattered along border patrols, and fell quickly under attack. It is not known which planets are still allied with the Federation, and which are not.
The Klingons offered to assist Vulcan, in an attempt to stay in favor of the technologically adept species, to which Vulcan agreed. In exchange, Vulcan, and several other Federation Planets became part of the Klingon Empire.
Telar and Andor chose not too. Their' space has been cordoned off, as the two species have begun fighting a war with each other, not caring if 'outsiders' get shot in the crossfire.

And the Klingon Empire told the Deserter, and the Survivor, that they had no room for Cowards in the Klingon Empire. So the White Raven and the USS Zeta-Nerama were pushed away.
The remaining Federation outside the expanded borders of the Klingon Empire was either destroyed, taken over by the Romulans, or not wanting anything to do with the White Raven.
And so the two ships moved farther away from charted space, out, into the Beta Quadrant, to search for something to assist the shattered Federation, or perhaps, to start their' own.
Or at the very least, to be wanted or needed again.

Primary Ships Crew outline

White Raven

Class: Red Raven((Romulan Bird of Prey))
Affiliation: Romulan dissident((No longer Loyal to Romulus))
Bridge Crew:
Captain: Lauren Van den Hause ((Squiggy))
First Officer: Revised, Reserved for Josi Rockholt
Helm/Tactical Officer: James Morrow((Squiggy))
Science/Engineering Chief: Open
Other Primary Crew:
Chief Medical Officer: Open

USS Zeta-Nerama ((NCC 90953))
Affiliation: Starfleet Dissident
Class: Nebula
Bridge Crew:
Captain: >Reserved<((TSunIndra))
First Officer: Lt. Commander John Sandor((Squiggy))
Helm Officer: Lt. Commander John Sandor((Squiggy))
Tactical Officer: Revised, Position Available
Science Officer: Revised, Position Available
ECH: ECH/EMH AK-1
Other Primary Crew:
Chief Medical Officer: Open
Chief of Engineering: Open

Third Ship Open
Class: Undecided
Bridge Crew:
Not defined until ship decided.


Star Trek: Abandoned Ship's Statistics

USS White Raven ((Primary Starship))
Class: Romulan Warbird((Scientific form, smaller than average, less weapons/shielding capacity than a standard bird of Prey))
Affiliation: Romulan Dissident
Maximum Warp: 7.7
Armory:
Quad Disruptor Cannons((2 Aft, 2 Fore. Both mounted on the Nacelles.))
Tri-Quantum Torpedoe Launchers((1 Aft, 2 Fore. Aft mounted on the 'tail', while the foreward two are just a deck below the bridge.))
Shielding:
Standard Romulan Shields, with Meta/multi-phasic shield upgrades.
Crew Capacity: 30 + 2 Fighter Pilots
Warp Core: Standard Romulan Reactor Core, Estimated at roughly 1200 Terrawatts((Or approximately 80 percent power output of a Standard Galaxy Class Starship.))

USS Zeta-Nerama ((Secondary Starship))
NCC - 90953
Affiliation: UFP Dissident
Type: Explorer
Production Base: ASDB Integration Facility, Utopia Fleet Yards, Mars
Accommodation: 750 officers and crew; 130 visiting personnel; 9800 personal evacuation limit
Power Plant: One 1500 plus Cochrane warp core feeding two nacelles; one impulse system
Dimensions:
Length: 442.23 meters
Beam: 318.11 meters
Height: 130.43 meters
Mass: 3,309,000 metric tons
Maximum Warp: 9.99
Armory:
4 X Federation Type Phaser Strips. (Port, Aft, Starboard and Fore.)
Side-mounted De-polarization Rapid-Fire Torpeado Bays X 2 (Fore and Aft.)
Anti-Weaponry Defences. (Hundreds dotted about the Hull, simmilar to those on Air Force One.)
Shielding:
Standard Nebula-class Forcefield Generator
Warp Core Stats:
1 X Standard Cochrane Type Warp core, maximum velocity 9.99
Targanide Warp Drive
The Targanide Warp Coil Assembly uses only two coils instead of the standard multiple coils. The assembly uses two elliptical coils (port and starboard) set in a figure eight pattern with a gap of 3.27 meters between them. This gap is necessary for the correct formation of the warp field. Because this assembly uses only two coils the overall mass of the drive is reduces by approximately 68%.
The warp field created by the coils is 52% more compact then the standard field. This field increases the structural integrity of the ship by 30%. This will reduce the need of SIF generators being on line during warp flight. Another advantage is that this drive has a .23 second quicker acceleration than standard drive. At warp 9 the energy efficiency of the drive is 93%. While at warp speed the warp field has been shown to absorb sensor reading thus reducing the ship's sensor image by 48%.
Targanide Accelerator Core
This core is completely separate from the main warp core and has no contact with the matter anti- matter streams. The Targanide Core is composed of a solid mass of Targanide crystal with a series of injectors and distribution nodes to control and redirect the plasma flow. The plasma stream is injected directly into the core where it is amplified and distributed through out the ship. This core has two main functions:
1. When the main warp core is functioning and the Accelerator Core is fully charged it will provide a 124% increase in energy output.
2. During main core shut down or when it is damaged, the fully charged Accelerator Core will provide enough power to operate the Targanide drive at warp 1 for 45 minutes or warp 2 for 15 minutes. It will also provide enough power to operate all emergency ship system for an equal amount of time at warp speed, or emergency systems for 3 hours at non-warp speeds.

Support Craft
White Raven
2 x Scorpion Fighters

Maximum Warp: .99
Armory:
"Stinger" Disrupter Cannon((Approximately 75% power of Standard Disrupter Cannon))
Side-mounted De-polarization Rapid-Fire Disruptor Bay((Approximately 50 percent power of Standard Disruptor cannon, targets, and De-polarizes incoming phaser/disruptor fire, detonates Torpedoes Prematurely. 360 degree capacity.))
Shielding:
Standard Fighter-class Forcefield Generator
Crew Capacity: 2((No Cabins))
Warp Core: Micro-IMPulse Reactor((Estimated at 300 Terrawatts))

Zeta-Nerama
Support Craft
Zeta-Nerama
4 X Type III Standard Federation Shuttle Craft
1 X Delta Flyer Type Captain's Yacht

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Star Trek: Abandoned Character Profile Database:

White Raven
Ex - Captain: ((Deceased))

Name/Rank: Captain Lauren Van den Hause
Race: Human/Romulan Hybrid
Affiliation: Romulan Dissident/Starfleet Outcast
Age: 34
Biography:
More than a little brash, and definitely a strong personality. Lauren tends to defend her beliefs, and her home((Earth)) before anything else. Over the past 13 years, she's lost her closest friend((John Talyn)), and several of her staff, and was offered a position as an 'exchange Captain' with the Romulan Fleet, which she accepted. Upon learning that she was ordered to destroy Earth, she turned her entire crew into dissidents, by firing on the fleet she was supposed to belong to, to defend her home, and Starfleet. Starfleet thought it improper to instate the ship as a Starfleet ship after it, and the Zeta-Nerama were the only survivors of the Neutral Zone Massacre of 2417.

First Officer/Tactical:
Captain Josi Rockholt ((Josi Rockholt))
**Unique character - Despite being ranked Captain, is technically under command of Acting Captain Sanchez.**
Race: Human
Sex:Female
Age:25
Background: Josi grew up in Massachusetts and always loved everything there was about space. She entered the academy at the age of 17,graduated at the age of 22. She had excelled in bridge,battle technics and command. Once leaving the academy,she was stationed aboard the USS Skylark,which she was the Captain. The ship,unfortunately was destroyed during the "Neutral Zone Massacre". She had barely gotten out alive. Not much is known about the woman.

Appearance: Josi has long brown hair,average height of 5ft 5in,weighting 120 lbs. Hair is usually down when off duty,but sometimes forgets to out it up before a shift.

Previous posts:

USS Skylark-Captain
USS Warlord-engineer
USS Voyager(fran's RPG)- helm
USS Pheonix-helm (I think)


Ex- Helm: ((Deceased))
Commodore/Centurion James Morrow

Race: Human
Affiliation: Romulan Dissident, Starfleet Outcast
Age: 78
Biography:
After giving up Starfleet's InOps Chief's seat, 10 years ago, to serve with his ex, and again, wife, Lauren Van den Hause, Morrow didn't blink an eye when Lauren asked him to come with her to the Romulan fleet. Now in his 70's, he is not exactly a young man anymore, however, he is still quite agile, thanks to the teachings and trainings of his wife, who keeps him in shape.

Acting Captain:
Centurion Carlos Sanchez
Race: Human/Romulan Crossbreed
Age: Unknown
Biography:
Largely classified by Starfleet Intelligence Operations

Acting Science Officer
Lieutenant T'vana
Race: Romulan Dissident
Age: 79((Appearing to be roughly 20-30 human years))
Biography:
Not really a take-command kind of individual, T'vana was raised largely on Vulcan, including emotional restraints. However, her first Commanding Officer, Lauren Van den Hause invited her to join her' Romulan crew, not far into her trainings, and she accepted, with pleasure. The death of her Commanding Officer will likely leave a very hard sense of sadness for her to learn to take command of. And perhaps, refine her into something less scientific, and more command-mode material.
USS Zeta-Nerama
Captain:
Captain T'Sun'Indra
Race: Romulan Dissident
Age: Unkwown
Biography: Temporarily Not available.

First Officer/Helm Officer:
Lt. Commander John Sandor

Race: Unidentified Reptilian Biped
Affiliation: Starfleet Dissident
Age: Unknown
Biography:
Rescued from a strange life-pod when he was very little, John Sandor was given a human name by his adopted mother, Captain Triana Sandor, when she saved/adopted him while captaining the USS Intrepid, some 20 years ago. Now serving aboard the USS Zeta-Nerama, he finds that the Fleet that had become home for him, has rejected both him, and his Captain, who he has come to look up too. John Sandor wishes someday to finally meet his parents.

Science And/Or Tactical Officer
>Temp Reserve on both positions< ((Josi Rockholt))

Emergency Command/Medical Hologram
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STARFLEET BIO-FILE: "Doctor"
Rank: Uncommissioned
Last recorded assignment: Chief medical officer, U.S.S. Voyager
Full File Name: Emergency Medical Hologram AK-1
Activation Date: SD 48308.2 (2371)
Reinitialized Date: SD 50252 (2373)
Origin of program: Jupiter Station Holo-Programming Center
Original Programmer: Dr. Lewis Zimmerman, Starfleet
Programming: Taken from among 3,000 cultures and 47 specific surgeons
Office: (through 2378) Adjoining Sickbay on Deck 5, U.S.S. Voyager


**Includes updates through SD 55000 (2378); updated addenda pending

***SPECIAL NOTE: Captain's Entry by Kathryn Janeway

While our "doctor" is indeed an Emergency Medical Hologram pressed into service, his ongoing evolution due to his adaptive programming compels me to open this file entry to catalog his numerous contributions to our crew.

File Update: Delta Quadrant Addendum
Report by Cmdr. Chakotay, First Officer, U.S.S. Voyager

Our ship's Doctor is a holographic figure � an emergency medical program devised by Starfleet programmers. When the ship's doctor and entire medical staff were killed in the "Caretaker's" displacement wave, the Doctor by necessity became the resident physician aboard the U.S.S. Voyager, assisted by first Paris and then Kes, a quick study in medical training.

The program's first statement upon activation is usually "Please state the nature of the medical emergency;" the automatic command was altered to allow his own creativity, but the Doctor preferred the known opening to creating his own more clever and personable lines. Initiation is automatic upon red alert status; the program is usually set for high magnetic cohesion, but it can be lessened to a mere image. For security's sake in a crisis it carries its own power grid separate from the nominal ship's Holodeck system. His wide array of programming has allowed him to keep Neelix alive with holographic lungs, save the Vidiian hematologist Danara Pel via a temporary holographic body, and even to alter DNA so as to remerge Torres' human and Klingon halves, reform Paris and Janeway from their retro-evolution as amphibians, and ensure the safety of Wildman's human-Ktarian baby at birth.

The AK-1 program indeed makes the Doctor a genius when it comes to medicine, but his bedside manner leaves something to be desired � although he has already come far since he was first the joke and then the bane of the U.S.S. Voyager crew. In fact, it's harder to tell what's evolved more: the Doctor's own self-respect, or the respect he's given by his colleagues � with thanks on both counts largely due to his surprise assistant, Kes � though he still rubs Torres the wrong way and usually can't stand Neelix. Prodded by her and the simple needs of their predicament, Janeway has seen to it that not only is the Doctor accorded more briefings and updates, but he can now turn himself off � a small matter until seen in the light of independence.

Thanks to various crises, as when Harry's Holodeck program began "devouring" the crew, the Doctor has even ventured from his familiar and all-but-mastered medical world to real-life adventures and even fear and heartbreak outside Sickbay. Also at Kes' urging he has considered a host of names but most recently has tried "Schmullus," the uncle of Vidiian hematologist Dr. Danara Pel, whom he saved and actually fell in love with, leaning on Paris and Kes for romantic advice. The experience even prompted the Doctor to open his own personal log on SD 49504.3, to learn to dance, and to borrow Paris' holo-program for "parking" in an archaic '57 Chevy ground vehicle on Mars.

Due to the memory circuit degradation of extremely close kinoplasmic radiation, an EMH malfunction occurred ca. SD 48892.1, caused by a feedback loop between the Holodeck computer and the doctor's program, which was running a holo-novel at the time to "relax" at the captain's suggestion. No one was affected but the program itself, which was being convinced that it was its human lead programmer, Dr. Lewis Zimmerman, amid a holographic study simulation of a battle-damaged ship and crew.

Apart from the clinical and statistical notes on parenting, he felt unqualified to help Kes with her decision on motherhood, but she still picked him as an absent parental figure to perform the rolisisin pre-mating ritual. He in turn took her advice to make himself sick, literally, to better empathize with patients; his resulting holo-version of Levodian flu lasted a day longer than he'd intended thanks to Kes, and I think he "learned" a helpful lesson in patience.

File Update: SD 50500
Report by Capt. K. Janeway

I never would have believed it, but our "Doctor" now has more memory and, thanks to the 29th century, is confined to Sickbay no more. It is taking some getting used to, but he has only rarely been troubled by glitches in the self-powered armband mobile emitter he wears after the time-stealing technocrat Starling "donated" it to us.

Despite the scare he gave us when his memory overloaded and degraded, I see no harm in continuing to allow and encourage his exploration of humanity � as long as it does not endanger the crew's security and B'Elanna assures me we have the technical support to allow it. I admit, I was skeptical when we took the chance of initializing his memory and then used the diagnostic program to add more, but I would hope � La Boheme divas aside � that these experiences to come will have a mellowing effect on his personality subroutine, which can only aide the crew on our very long journey.

We could not get along without him, and I owe him my life more than once � such as when he used his daring mix of diplomacy and tactics to retrieve the Vidiians' antidote to the virus which quarantined Chakotay and myself on a world to be left behind. His idea to emit holographic support ships proved promising, but I must add that I especially commend his defense of the ship with Crewman Suder against the Kazon-Nistrim, and against the macrocosms, which we subdued together.

And while I opposed his choice, I will always remember and respect his citing of the Hippocratic Oath to "do no harm" when I made the difficult decision to deintegrate the entity Tuvix into its original patterns for Tuvok and Neelix.

The sum total of all these actions increasingly only leads me to examine our preconceived notions of life and learning.

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Chapter 0 - Prelude
USS Angel, Bridge Captain Lauren Van den Hause, Centurion James Morrow
Captain Lauren Van den Hause stared around her bridge carefully. Technically, it wasn't HER bridge. It was a Romulan bridge. Nothing like any of the Five USS Angels she had ridden to destruction, derangement, or replacement.
"Attention All fleet members. Prepare to fire on the Federation Fleet amassed across the Neutral Zone." A voice said over the intercoms in Romulan.

Lauren gasped, and noted the sharp intake of air coming from her husband's direction.
"We can't... let them do this!" She yelled.
Morrow nodded.
"Warn them." Lauren instructed him.
Morrow nodded again, and began speaking into the Helm/Tactical control board's comm-microphone.
"Attention Federation Fleet, this is the Romulan Warbird White Raven. We are part of a larger fleet intending on your' destruction. However, the White Raven is dumping all available information to your' flagship, and requests permission to fight alongside. White Raven out." Morrow said softly into the microphone.
Lauren turned to the Romulan faces on the bridge.
"Anyone who doesn't like what I'm doing, get off the bridge." She said in Romulan.
No one moved.
"James, take us out of Formation, and form up with the Starfleet Defence fleet." Lauren instructed.
Morrow nodded.

The Ship gracefully arced out of formation, being sprayed with disruptor fire, as it departed, and pulled into warp, jumping ahead of the remaining fleet, moving at high IMPulse.
Tipping it's wings at the lead Starfleet Ship, it entered into Formation, as it approached, several minutes later.
"I still can't believe they plan on attacking the Federation. Open a channel with the Federation Flagship. What's her name?" Lauren asked.
Morrow nodded, and opened a channel.
"This is the Romulan ship White Raven hailing the Federation Flagship, USS Zeta-Nerama. Come in please." Morrow said into the audio-pickup.
Lauren nodded, thanking Morrow.
"Captain. I wish I was seeing someone in that fleet uniform in better circumstances." Lauren said softly.

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CHAPTER 0.1 -PRELUDE
USS Zeta-Nerama, Bridge Captain T'Sun'Indra

As the comm pipped through his ship, T'Sun'Indra nodded to the man at the Operations console.

"Open a channel, audio only. We don't know who we're dealing with..."

he turned forward, looking at the blank veiw screen, and adpted a Sol accent.

"This is Captain Archer, Paul Archer. Of the Federation Starship Zeta-Nerama. Who are you, and why are you here?" he turned to look back at Ops.

"repeat on all frequencies..." he ordered, this time in his Romulan accent...

"I want ideas people..."

"Possible rouse, Sir," piped up the Ops officer.

"Blow them, Sir," Helm said.

"No, we're in a Federation ship. We can't show ourselves. An ttack without provocation would show us up...

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White Raven, Bridge Lauren Van den Hause, James Morrow
Lauren laughed. She recognized the voice on the comm-link instantly.
"James, transmit visual." She instructed.
He nodded, and said little, piloting the ship into formation with the fleet ships.
"Captain T'Sun'Indra. It's been a while, my friend." Lauren said softly, hoping that the smile on her face was as big as she felt.
"I'm glad you are the one handling this. I thought I'd have to deal with some fleet Captain who didn't like me." Lauren said, laughing a little.
"Cloaked Romulan Warbirds inbound in 5..4..3.." Morrow counted off.
"Get your' shields up, T'Sun'Indra. I'm relaying Tactical info on incoming Cloaked ships. They will likely fire the second the decloak. So be ready." Lauren said, and nodded to Morrow, as he hit several buttons on his terminal.
"Scanning Uplink Activated with the Zeta-Nerama, Captain." Morrow said softly.
Lauren nodded.
"Shields up. Weapons hot. Target the Raptor first. She's the flagship. Designate which warbirds are larger than others in the uplink, James. And point out the Raptor as Field Command post." Lauren instructed.
"Aye Captain. Highlighting Targets." Morrow said.
"Just don't fricking shoot at me, T'Sun." Lauren muttered softly.

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USS Zeta-Nerama, Bridge Captain T'Sun'Indra

"Does she not remember me? My sheilds are always up in battle. Tactical, give her a surprise... Low flyby, and waht the (Unpronouncable Romulan), couple of torpeados."

He walked around the Bridge and sat in the center chair.

"Sir, incoming transmission. White Raven sending co-ordinate uplink data."

"Very good, shoot at the command ship, full spread, full charge.|

As T'Sun'Indra spoke, his tactical officer fired. He flew low, scraping the shields with the White Raven making both ships shake violently. He tappe his arm panel, dropping the cloak. He looked at Tactical and simply nodded.

"FIRE!"

Zeta-Nerama fired a full spread of eight torpeadoes, and a full discharge from the phaser alignment strips, using the uplink from the shaking White Raven, awaiting the reports from Captain Van de House.

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White Raven Lauren, Morrow
"Direct hit! Shields can't engage, weapons inoperable." Morrow said softly.
"Fire!" Lauren exclaimed.
Morrow nodded.
A green beam lanced from the White Raven, and neatly impaled the Engineering section, causing the warp core to explode, taking down the weapons/cloaking capacity of three nearby war-birds.
"Transmit a relay to the Federation Fleet. Keep a running track of the War-birds destroyed." Lauren instructed.
Morrow nodded.
"And James?" She asked.
He looked up at her.
"Fire at will." She said.
He nodded.
Green beams lanced from the White Raven again, and the remainder of the Starfleet ship arced blue, attacking the Romulan fleet.
Cloaks went down, Shields went up.
And hell broke loose, as 18 Starfleet Vessels and one Romulan Science ship took on a fleet of 144 war-birds, science vessels, and K'tinga class cruisers.

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Twelve minutes later
White Raven Lauren, Morrow
"What's the score, James?" Lauren asked.
Morrow frowned.
"Starfleet 52, Romulans 8." Morrow said, cursing, as he dodged another torpedoe.
A large explosion erupted to the aft of the ship.
"Make that Romulans 9. The USS Skylark has been hit. Showing system-wide failures, and several hull breaches. Attempting transport, dropping shields." Morrow said, as he hit the cloaking device switch.
The White Raven became invisible, and attempted to transport any survivors off of the Skylark.
"We've got... one. The rest are...gone." Morrow said softly.
The White Raven shook under disruptor fire, and it's cloak fell.
"Shields up James!" Lauren yelled.
Morrow nodded.
"Shields up." He said, once his board displayed that the deflectors had gone up.
"Status report, complete, please." Lauren instructed.
"Starfleet has destroyed, or disabled 53 Romulan Warbirds, we've personally nailed 17. And your' friend T'Sun'Indra has edged us out with 19. The Romulans have nailed 10 starships now, and we've only managed to rescue Captain Rockholt, of the USS Skylark. We're down to 8 ships, and the romulans are down to a little under a hundred. Long range sensors show incoming warbirds... and I've got a LOT of tachyon discharge going on nearby." Morrow said softly, cursing.
A large explosion rocked the ship.
"Shields down to 7%, Weapons at maximum, down to three torpedoes, and we're losing Warp drive." Morrow finished his report.
Lauren sighed.
"Got another one!" A woman at Science terminal said, using the science terminal as an auxiliary weapons control.
Morrow nodded.
"Take the Fore, Above, and Left disruptor control, T'nira, I'll focus on back, below, and to the right." Morrow instructed her.
The woman at science nodded.
Lauren had never bothered to learn the people's names.
A disruptor beam narrowly missed the White Raven's shields, as she danced carefully out of the way.
"Belay that, James. Take Helm control only, I'll cover weapons Aft, Ventral, and Right." Lauren said softly.
Morrow nodded.
"Converting to helm only mode. Transferring control to Captain's chair of right, back, and below disruptors. And we are now out of torpedoes." Morrow said carefully.
Lauren cursed.
A large explosion rocked the White Raven as a torpedoe detonated on it's shields.
"Shields are gone..." Lauren said softly.
And a larger explosion rocked the ship, as a Romulan warbird disabled the craft by taking out it's IMPulse, and Warp Engines, and systematically destroyed it's Disruptor banks.
"Traitoress, consider this your' ultimate penalty. Being forced to live, and watch, as we ruin what you betrayed us to fight for." a voice came over the intercoms.
"Damn them." Lauren whispered.
"Captain... we've got calvary! I've got 27 Klingon K'tinga Class cruisers, and 13 birds of prey inbound!" Morrow exclaimed.
"They are a little late." Lauren said, as she looked at the display of the battlefield.
The USS Zeta-Nerama and the White Raven were the only two starships left with any power, or life signs. The remainder was just debris.
And 87 Romulan warbirds cloaked, and warped towards Earth.

[TSunIndra]

USS Zeta-Nerama Captain T'Sun'Indra

T'Sun'Indra had already had the Kilingon Defence Force on sensors for some time. As he gave the order to activate the view screen, another bulkhead fell to the deck.

"Ah, General Alexander, good to see you again."

"Not so good on the circumstances, T'Sun, is it?"

"How man times have I told you? Don't call me T'Sun. My name is T'Sun'Indra."

"I know, old man, I know."

"Split your forces. I want half of them under my order. I'm going after the other warbirs. They're headed for Earth!"

"You have them, Captain," Roshenko replied, being forced to cut the channel as his ship took another direct hit.

"Get me the Raven, now!"

"Cannel open, Sir. Audio only."

"Captain. Half the defence force of the Klingons will stay with you, I'm taking the rest after the other 87. We got some co-ordinates prior to their cloaking," he told Lauren as his ship took another hit from the last Romulan ship. He turned to his Tactical screen on his armrest. He fired at their ship, just above where the cloaking evice was and blew them to igh heavens.

Turning back to the front, as if willing the screen to work, he continued his conversation. "I make that 22 to us, Captain. Good day, and as you Hunams woul say, God bless." He cut the channel once more and turned his ship on it's axis. He, and half the K'Tinga class Klingon cruisers follwed the co-ordinates to Earth, hoping to settle a score...

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White Raven Lauren, Morrow.

"Incoming warbirds... both Klingon, and Romulan!" Morrow exclaimed.
Lauren nodded.
T'nira cried out as the science terminal exploded.
Lauren stared in shock.
A tear fell from Morrow's eye. T'nira had been one of the commodore's closest protoges.
"We're being hailed by the Klingons... they say they are here to help... but the Klingons are merely 20 ships, and we've got an incoming new set of FIFTY Romulan birds of prey." Morrow said softly.
"Replacement officer to the bridge!" Lauren said into the comm-panel.
"Aye Captain. Lieutenant T'vana to the bridge..." Came a second voice over the comm panel.
"Lieutenant T'vana is en route." Came a third voice.
Lauren stared at the display.
"Status?" She asked Morrow, the only other living person on the bridge.
"No shields, little disruptor range, or force, No warp speed, Maximum speed of 2 KILOMETERS an hour using docking thrusters, uh... I think I've got reports of failed life support on decks two and three." Morrow said softly.
The ship rocked.
"Direct hit... on the bridge?" Morrow asked.
A micro-puncture appeared near the forward viewscreen.
It grew. Larger.

Turbolift 1 T'vana
"One moment please." The ship's computer said softly.
"What? Why?" T'vana demanded.
"There is currently no atmosphere or atmospheric pressure on the bridge, due to a hull breach. Sealing with forcefields now." The computer replied.
"Life signs?" T'vana asked.
"Negative." The computer replied.
"Computer... who is the highest ranking officers onboard the ship?" T'vana asked.
"In order, Captain Josi Rockholt, rescued guest. Centurion Carlos Sanchez, Weapons Control Officer, Lieutenant T'vana, Enviromental Controls specialist." The computer said softly.
"Other Survivors?" She asked.
"Negative." The Computer replied.
The turbolift doors opened.
There were no bodies on the bridge.
The science terminal bleeped idly.
A temporal event was noticed directly outside the bridge.
Lauren Van den Hause, James Morrow, and T'nira's bodies were gone. And an oddly old looking ship came through, with several life signs aboard dropped out.
"Centurion Sanchez and Captain Rockholt to the bridge..." T'nira whispered.
"Sanchez here, I'm coming." A masculine voice said softly.

Bridge Acting Captain Carlos Sanchez, Lieutenant T'vana
As soon as Carlos Sanchez stepped onto the bridge, he could only think of one thing to say.
"Damn." He whispered.
T'vana nodded, noting that he was looking at the forcefield replacing the main viewscreen.
An elderly ship floated there.
"I can't raise them. They are mostly unconcious. And... Centurion... you are ranking officer." T'vana said softly.
Sanchez nodded, and sat down at the helm.
"We aren't going anywhere, anytime soon..." He said, noting the max speed listed on the ship's diagnostic terminal.
0.1 KM/hr.
T'vana watched the Klingons taking on the Romulans on the science terminal's sensors.
"They aren't going to help us... are they?" Sanchez asked.
T'vana shook her head.
"We're going to be needing a little help..." T'vana said softly.

[Josi Rockholt]

White Raven,Bridge,Captain Josi Rockholt

Josi heard her name over the intercom briefly and headed to the bridge. She wasn't even sure where she was. One minute she was being attacked on her ship,the USS Skylark and the next she was her. She heard that the man beside her, a Centurion Carlos Sanchez, was the ranking officer right now. She didn't understand how that could be.

"Excuse me,but did I hear right? This man is the ranking officer? Why aren't I? I am a Captain."

[squiggy]

White Raven Carlos Sanchez
Carlos smiled.
"Because, m'lady, you don't have a Romulan rank, and Romulan regulation 529-A-7 requires that the commanding officer of any Romulan vessel must have romulan rank." Carlos said softly, watching T'vana ignoring both of them.
He knew the woman would not pay any attention to the two of them.
"Captain Rockholt, please understand, with the exception of the USS Zeta-Nerama, the Starfleet taskforce has been destroyed." Carlos said softly.
"Including, the USS Skylark."

[Josi Rockholt]

White Raven,Josi Rockholt

"That can't be. My ship is one of the best in Starfleet. We would not have been destroyed by anyone easily."

Josi then thinks about what he said. She was aboard a Romulan ship. She must have been captured.

"Bring me back to my ship,this instant!"

[squiggy]

White Raven Carlos Sanchez
Carlos glowered at the woman.
"CAPTAIN ROCKHOLT. PLEASE understand. The entire bloody fleet is toast. Captain Lauren Van den Hause has died, Commodore James Morrow has died, and all of my friends either think I'm a traitor, because I followed my Captain's wishes, and orders, or have ALSO died. And all of YOUR friends on the Skylark have died. So perhaps, now that this is clear, if you still wish, I can have you beamed to the dust cloud that the Skylark is now, but unfortunately, the ship itself, is not in one peice." Carlos yelled back at the woman.

Zeta-Nerama John Sandor
John hissed, as he carefully plotted an avoidance course, for the seventeenth torpedoe sent the ship's way.
"Captain, thisss isss getting rather old." John muttered.

[Josi Rockholt]

White Raven,Josi Rockholt

"Your lying. I won't believe you unless I at least see my ship.Can you do that,Captain? Or are you afraid that it'll prove me right?"

[squiggy]

White raven Carlos Sanchez, T'vana
Carlos nodded to the female Romulan at science.
"Putting the Debris field onscreen." T'vana said softly.
Carlos stared at the collection of partially together ships, and various debris floating around them.
And in 6 different pieces, drifted the remains of the USS Skylark.
"Are you satisfied, Captain?" Carlos demanded.

[Josi Rockholt]

[b]White Raven,[/b]Josi Rockholt

Josi watched the pieces of her ship float by and almost started to cry,but regained her composure.

"Well,I suppose you were right. You probably didn't destroy the ship just to rescue me either. So,I guess that I would be your first officer then,right?"