Deep Space Guardian: Season III-Episode 42

[Spellbinder Marik]

-U.s.s. Current, Corridor-

R�Tal followed the two Starfleet officers out of the transporter room. R�Tal pulled a PADD out of the small bag he�d brought with him.
�My initial suggestion is encasing a biological or medical agent into a photon torpedo casing and firing it into the same aperture that the creature used to swallow the station. However being that our scans are inconclusive I am unable to recommend a suitable agent. I assume Starfleet would like to avoid killing the creature unless it becomes absolutely necessary?�

((OOC: Ok. By the way, my posting may be erratic this weekend so feel free to use R�Tal if I don�t respond in a timely manner.))

[vorrick]

-U.S.S. Current, Corridor-

Kel-Torin Nodded as they walked down the corridor towards the turbolift, The Sub-commander and Leuteant in tow, He handed a PADD to R'Tal that had the data they had collected so far on the creature. "Your right, starfleet would like to try and keep the creature alive for study if possible, but the way things are looking, That might not be possible."

((OOC: alright))

[La Forge]

Deep Space Guardian, Open Field

Juliana looked up to see the massive tidal wave, towering hundreds of feet in the air, rushing across the field towards her and the others. Instinctively, she plugged her ears to drown out the roaring sounds of the wave and ducked for cover, while knowing that it was fruitless as the wave would hit her just as hard whether she was standing on her feet or not.

Meanwhile, across the field, the team security officer, Lieutenant Sayid Karim, had managed to reach Ensign O'Hare in time, covering her with his body to protect her from the oncoming tidal wave, not that it would really do any good.

Deep Space Guardian, Corridor

Cadet, Fourth Year, Juliet Roberts had been busy repairing a damanged EPS conduit on one of the many winding corridors of the massive and vast Federation space station, Deep Space Guardian, when she received a message from the Chief Engineer of the station, Lieutenant Kiris Ditex, to report to Main Engineering.

The young Frenchwoman wore a distant look on her face. Ever since she had learned the horrible news of her father's death, back in the Battle of Earth, she hadn't been the same. At first, she refused to accept it. She loved her father so much. There was simply no way that he could be gone. Not now. Not ever. But, eventually, the grim reality of it all kicked in and she was forced to accept it. She then locked herself away in her quarters, refusing to come out, only ever leaving to go to work. Not even her elder sister, Juliana, could console her. While she hadn't fully recovered in the month since her father's death, she had managed to come to grips with her father's death, but, it would be a long time before she could fully accept it.

Juliet had been halfway to Engineering when the station rumbled and she fell to her feet, dropping her toolbox in the process with all of her tools clattering to the floor. She hit her head against a bulkhead as she fell, knocking her unconscious instantly. When she came to, she found herself lying on her back, with a bruised forehead, and no idea what she was supposed to be doing. She scrambled to her feet and glanced around. The power had gone out in the corridor and the red emergency lights had kicked in, basking the corridor in an eerie red light. The lack of the presence of another person in the corridor frightenend the young woman. Not knowing what else to do, she took off down the corridor, as the station continued to tremble beneath her feet.

[Lord Borg]

-DSG, Main Sickbay-

Burns rushed between Bio-beds, suddenly being in charge when the new CMO left sickbay, for some reason. She noticed earlier that he had made an attempt to contact Ops, when it wasn't returned right away, he took off. Sue rolled her eyes when she saw more people walked in, it seemed that there was no such thing as quiet days on the station, something always seemed to go wrong. Burns froze in her tracks when the lights to sickbay flickered, a slight panic among the numerous patients began to arise.

"It's alright" she said soothingly, "It's just a glitch in the power grid, nothing serious."

Burns moved to the center of the room where one large medical dispenser had been set up, with various tables and carts pushed together let someone simply grab what they needed. She grabbed her hypospray from her hip and ejected the spent cartrage and slammed a fresh one from the table into it. One of the nurses walked up to her, panting from moving around so much.

"Doctor" she said worridly, "How do you know it's just a glitch?"

Burns shook her head, "I don't" she said matter of factly.

Burns groaned when she heard the doors open again, several people walked into the room, many looking severly injured as blood adorned various articles of clothing. She also paused for a moment when Stone stumbled in and looked around in a daze, most likely hurt again.

"Computer, activate the EMH" she ordered.

There was a slight noise beside her, and the air blured as the holographic projectors formed the Emergency Medical Hologram.

"Please state the nature of the medical emergency" he said, then he glanced around and saw all of the injured, "Oh, my..."

Burns nodded and began to move away however, she looked back to the holographic doctor.

"We're in an emergency situation as you see" she hollored.

The EMH nodded, understanding that there was trouble and held out a hand. "Medical tricorder" he requested.

"See if you can find one" Burns yelled back as she motioned to the large set up.

The EMH looked in horror at the large area that contained the jumbled mess of medical equipment, he gestured towards it with both hands wide at his sides.

"What is this?! This is a sickbay, not an Engineering lab!"

Burns rolled her eyes and ignored the holographic doctor's distress, he'd have to get over it. She reached out and touched Alicia on her shoulder, she looked at her friend with concern.

"Alicia, what is it?"

"I uh..." Alicia looked around in a daze, she frowed as she tried to remember what it was she came to sickbay for, she looked back and looked into Burns eyes for a moment, she suddenly remembered why she came for medical help.

"I uh...hit by head..."

Burns nodded and guided her towards a bed and picked up a medical tricorder that was at the foot of it and looked over her with a medical scan. She noticed that there was nothing life threatening bothering Alicia and looked to her as she sat down.

"Alicia, you'll be alright, someone will get to you as soon as they can, ok?"

Burns rushed over to a differnt corner of the room where there was a small group that were holding onto various wounds they had from when they had been tossed around when the station was 'knocked' onto its side.

-DSG, Promenade-

Telcan had like many others, been thrown to the 'wall' of the station when it had been knocked over to the right side. He had tried to contact Ops, but go no answeer, and he could tell communicaions was not out from the ammount of people calling sickbay requesting medical assistance and reciving the answer that help was on the way. Telcan looked around and only wanted to find a way out, however it was like a sea of people, or a hurd....depending on how one looked at it, cattle lined up for a slaughter. Telcan pushed that thought away and felt something tug at the leg of his pants. He looked down and saw a small human child he couldn't deterine the age, but it couldn't have been past four if that old, maybe two or three.

"I ca't find my momma" the child whined.

Telcan wondered what the child was saying, he couldn't quite understand her at first, but his mind mentally placed all the words into something more coherent. At first, he was going to simply push the child away, in fact, he even started to walk off when he suddenly stopped, strangely enough something seemed to be gnawing at him, he looked back down at the child and saw her on the verge of tears. Telcan crouched down next to her.

"What does your mother look like, child?"

-U.S.S. Amargosa, Bridge-

Lieutenant, Junior Grade Colin Tucker looked over the consol he sat at in the sunken area in the middle of the bridge. He was the chief helms officer, and a low rank of younger officers, this was thanks to his troublesome past. He did a few...troublesome acts and was caught, and sent to prison, a rather dark prison. Starbase 13 to be exact, and the prisons administration was not pleasent to the prisoners, in fact they were rather abusive, particuarly to Eqan, who was in the same 'cell block' as Colin for a while. Even though he knew of Eqans actions, Colin felt sympatetic towards the shapeshifter, that treatment waas illegal, but no prisoners word for it was being taken...

"Status" T'Sa said, inturpting his thoughts.

[Founder]

-DSG, Ops-

Ian had attended to Ziona, who was a little bruised up but not dead. He then went to Blake and checked to see if he was alright as well. After he was satisfied that they were ok, he moved towards Jones who was late in responding to the chief medical officer.

"Ops here." Jones said, responding to Nagasaki.

Cory had reported strange energy readings from outside of the creature, but Ian wasn't sure what that even meant. He was oblivious to the fact that three starships were fighting the beast in space. Earlier, Jones had ordered the ships away from DSG as an emergency began to brew. As far as he knew, the vessels had obeyed so he had no clue who these possible ships were.

"Can we scan outside of the creature?" Ian asked.

Jones shook his head, but said nothing as he waited for Nagasaki to respond. He pointed to readings on the main console. Ian swiftly read over them, trying to understand what was going on. Sensors showed that originally they could have scanned, but something had happened internally or externally. It was strange, because there was almost a...technological aspect of the creature. It did not have technology inside, but it's organic structure could repel phaser fire, it knew how to jam communications, and now he found it could block sensors. It's almost as if the animal was made to fight against starships.

"Where did this damn thing come from?" Ian asked no one in particular.

He prepared to contact Juliana, who he had faith could figure out some weakness against this beast, but he remembered she had been scheduled to leave to Elerra Prime. Terrible timing if there ever was one.

"Do we have any sensor images of what this...thing looks like?" Ian asked.

Jones replied, "Yes, sir. Our sensors managed to scan it right before it...devoured us. This is an approximation of the creature."

He activated an image the sensors created when it scanned the beast.



Ian eyed it and found it strangely aquatic in it's looks. He wondered if this was some type of...fish, but if it was, then that did not answer how it could "breath" in space.

"How big is it?" Ian asked.

A science officer, who had regained their bearing, reported from his console.

"It's the size of the Mythani continent..." He reported.

Ian's eyes widened at the fact they were inside of some animal that was literally big enough to be an entire continent on the planet. How would he ever report this to Starfleet? Ian checked the sensors and found they were finally in the stomach of the beast, where it's stomach acid was pouring over the station. Their shields managed to hold the acid from destroying the hull, but they only had so long as the shields were slowly decreasing.

"What is this?" Ian asked, pointing towards a strange gaseous source.

The sensors were going nuts about it, warning the station to stay away from the noxious buildup forming in it's stomach. Jones leaned over the console and read the information, having not noticed that earlier.

"I don't know," He said, "We'll have to wait for Dr. Nagasaki to look at that, but my best guess that it's some type of gas it emits...judging by the high concentration of radiation and the size of the cloud...it can destroy a small world..."

-USS Amargosa, Bridge-

The first officer, Everett Loomis, looked up as T'Sa demanded a report on the current situation. He had been observing the situation while T'Sa had been pacing, no doubt worried about her comrades aboard the station. Loomis frowned, bothered by her actions. It was times like these that a person had to be dismissive and cold about old friends. The real task was defeating this...thing. The Amargosa had been the furthest from the animal, so it lagged a little in catching up to it. However, the nimble ship was fast and managed to catch up before the creature had fled. It was simply...floating around the planet as if it was caught in it's gravity.

"A Romulan warbird and the Current are attacking the creature," He reported in a cold voice, "It doesn't look like they're succeeding..."

The ships looked like nothing but tiny flies in comparison to the animal. No, not even flies. The station was the equivalent of a cockroach, while the ships were fleas.

"We're approaching the creature now." Lieutenant Tucker, the helmsman, reported to T'Sa.

Lieutenant commander Jensen was watching the events unfold around her, trying to figure out some way to beat this thing. She had checked the sensors and saw the Current's failed attack against the monstrosity.

"I'm preparing torpedoes now." Commander Kane said from tactical.

"No, don't!" Jensen warned.

Kane looked at her in surprise, "What in the bloody hell is going through your mind? We have to stop this thing!"

"No," She said, "It won't work. Conventional phasers and torpedoes aren't going to hurt it and it will attack us..."

Kane was about to make a rather snide remark in response, but he detected something approaching fast.

"Captain," He said, "I'm detecting a Klingon vessel, Negh'Var class, approaching the creature and preparing to fire."

"We have to warn them, captain." Jensen urged.

-Space-

The massive beast, formed by the Elerrans over a millenia ago, was simply floating in space, as if it did not have the ability to propel itself. The starship that had attempted to attack it failed miserably. Already, the charred flesh was regenerating and any further attacks prompted an energy absorption in the broken flesh, which would quickly throw itself at the source of the phaser fire. It made no move to attack the vessels as it literally could barely even sense their presence. They were so tiny...

[Lord Borg]

-U.S.S. Amargosa, Bridge-

T'Sa looked to the screen as she had listened to everyone speak back and forth on various options. She looked back and was already formulating a plan when she heard that conventional weapons would not work, they'd just have to work on...unconventional weapons.

"Conctact the Klingon vessel" T'Sa ordered.

-U.S.S. Amargosa, Deck Seven, Main Engineering-

Lieutenant Richard Winslow let the PADD clattered down to the top of the station loosely, and stepped over towards the warp core. He double checked the status of the core and saw it was at 96%, he smiled to himself, knowing that the efficancy was high for a ship of this class. This was something that he had done himself, he had always loved working with the machines, he felt that getting the grunt work done was his job, and not just ordering his staff to do it. Winslow looked around the room and wondered what was going on, the ship was in red alert.

[Founder]

-USS Amargosa, Bridge-

Kane obeyed T'Sa and tried to contact the vessel, which prompted a swift and to the point response.

"They're ordering us to not get in the way." He reported to T'Sa.

He looked up to see the massive Klingon starship race past the Amargosa and prepare to fire on the creature.

[Lord Borg]

-USS Amargosa, Bridge-

T'Sa's fingeres began to curl up as they rurned into a fist.

Klingons

T'Sa looked to Kane,

"Warn them that the creature will deflect the weapons fire."

[Ziona]

DSG, OPS

Ziona stood gingerly, her hand clasped around a bruise to her upper arm. Whatever was going on was strange indeed. She frowned heavily before steadying herself on a nearby railing. Had she heard correctly? They'd be swallowed by something? She turned a confused look towards Ian, asking for information or something.

"This... this isn't happening," she murmured to herself.

With a look, she turned to look around the bridge, hearing reports come in. She stumbled to tactical, thought better of it, turned to look at Ian, took a seat in the command chair, then got up and walked towards Ian again. She couldn't decide where she was going.

[Sam Kenobi]

-DSG, Promenade-

At the time that the station was first swallowed by the beast, Derek found himself on a promenade level. He was wasting the last some-odd minutes before his shift looking for a chance to run into Sophie Xavier. He had, of course, had the chance before hand. Multiple times, none the less. He just never took the opportunity. Always justifying the cowardice for a wrong situation, he'd back away, telling himself over and over again that this syndrome he had acquired, the one that made him seem like a stalker to anyone who'd notice, was in fact a kind of protection clause. Rather, he was worried about her, he always had been, since the time some weeks ago that he'd helped pinpoint her position, however close it could be.

When the station quaked, he'd been caught unaware, like every civilian and non alike and fallen to the floor. Strangely enough, his first reaction hadn't been to look for her, but instead help the vendor who had fallen next to him up off his feet. Derek James liked to consider himself a good man, after all.

Afterward, he immediately moved toward the nearest turbolift, or at least the nearest Jeffries Tube access. 700 floors be damned, beside the fact that his shift was beginning soon, he knew his skills would be needed in Ops.

No later had he moved carefully (due to the continuing shakes) half-way across the deck than he was tackled to the ground. at first he assumed it was due to another quake. When the security guard flipped him on to his stomach and straddled his back to cuff him, that he thought vocally otherwise.

"What is..." he grunted before being slammed against the ground again.

"Are you James, Ensign Derek?" Said the harsh voice of one of the humanoids behind him.

"Yeah, what..." he was cut off again.

"We're placing you under arrest." The cuffs finally clicked, claiming victory over his struggle.

"What, no, now?" he spat back in confusion as he was brought to his feet by the guards he could actually see now. Another Human and a Bajoran. "I need to get to Ops, I've got a job to do, are you paying attention to what's happeni..."

The Bajoran punched him swiftly in the stomach and he doubled over. "Yeah, we're here to make sure that your "job" doesn't get done, son," the guard said harshly. "We've been waiting for you to show up. Got you on quite a few accounts. Now shut up and come with us."

[La Forge]

Deep Space Guardian, Corridor

General Ryder Melina, liason to the Bajoran people aboard the Federation space station of Deep Space Guardian, found herself lost in the station's vast and seemingly never-ending system of corridors and hallways after the space monster's attack on the station. She had been on her way back to her quarters after Commander Xavier's brief and quite pointless meeting of the various ambassadors aboard DSG when the station began to rumble. Little did Melina know that a massive space monster or something or other had just swallowed the station whole. What she did know was that something was going on and she wanted to know what it was.

The ever curious Bajoran ambassador, after regaining her footing after another station quake, immediately set off towards the brain of the station, the Operations Center or OPS for short. However, much to her frustration, the power on the deck she was on had gone out, leaving her with only those annoying flashing red emergency lights, no computer access, and more importantly, no turbolifts. She had been wandering the deck, looking for someone who worked on DSG who could help her find her way to OPS in the midst of this calamity.

Eventually, Melina stumbled across a distracted-looking young human woman, dressed in the uniform of a Starfleet officer in the engineering department.

"At last!" the Bajoran woman thought to herself, with a breath of relief at the sight of the young woman. Melina rushed over to the girl, who was currently resting beside a bulkhead, a nasty bruise on her forehead. Melina could only guess that the girl had hit her head when the station began shaking. Poor girl, but, Melina had seen worse...much worse.

"You there!" Melina called out, as she approached the officer. "Cadet!" she added, noticing the woman's rank pips which put her as a cadet in her fourth year. The Starfleet officer slowly turned around at the sound of her rank only to find an angry-looking Bajoran woman staring her down. Not something someone would want to see in the middle of a crisis. Bajorans, their women in particular, were known to have nasty tempers.

"Wha-what?" came the cadet's distant reply, that cadet being Juliet Roberts, Juliana Roberts' little sister.

"Take me to Ops. Now." Melina snapped, coldly. "I want to know what's going on this instant." she explained.

"Only station personne-" Juliet began, however, when she noticed the Bajoran woman's look of anger grow, quickly stopped. "I'll try." she spoke, at length. Melina nodded, happy that she wouldn't have to bear down on the poor girl. She looked like such a nice girl.

"Good. Now, let's go." Melina said, simply, as she and the cadet started off down the corridor, basked in the red light of the emergency lights.

[vorrick]

-DSG, Turbolift, En route to Ops-

"I'm on my Way to Ops right now, i have some info that might help us find a way out of this creature, i'm on my way to talk with Commander Xavier." Said Icarus as he looked over the PADD's again, Along with the timing of the Digestive juices being released, it seemed that the juices were building up on the hull, the more concintraited they got, the faster they started breaking down the hull.

[La Forge]

Lady Luck, Bridge

The D'Kora-class Ferengi marauder, the Lady Luck, came out of warp on the edge of the Elerran System, home of the Federation space station of Deep Space Guardian, after being away for many months.

On the vessel's massive viewscreen, one could see the beautiful image of the planet, Elerra Prime, but, for some odd reason, there was no trace of the space station that used to orbit the planet. It had vanished. And, suprisingly enough, there was now a battle raging between a monstrous...being was the only way to describe it, and several starships, Starfleet and non-Starfleet alike.

Watching these events unfold from the only seat on the bridge of the Ferengi vessel, the Lady Luck's captain, the beautiful and shady El-Aurian woman, Caroline Marzuk, dressed in her typical exotic clothing. She took one look at the scene in front of her before she opened her mouth to speak.

"Too soon." Caroline muttered under her breath, thinking out loud. She turned to her helm officer, a Ferengi man by the name of Kazago, and gave the order to leave the system...for now.

[Spellbinder Marik]

-U.s.s. Current, Corridor-

R�Ral accepted the PADD from the Starfleet officer. It contained limited biographical data.
�Perhaps we could find a way to stun the creature and surgically remove the station from it. Then we could find a way to stitch it back up. The ultimate goal is to get the station out and the secondary goal is to keep the creature alive if possible. If we�re unable to keep it alive we still could use the option of surgically removing the station. We just need to find the right kind of weapon to cut it open with. Phasers and disruptors have thus far been ineffective.�

-DSG, Main Engineering-

Bengali had not yet responded to Kiris�s call. Bengali had saved Kiris�s life on the Guardian and Kiris wanted to know where his friend was. Kiris knew though that if he left his station it wouldn�t help matters any. Kiris heard the com system activate and the computer begin to speak.
�Warning, Primary Sensor and Communications array has been compromised. Switching to auxiliary systems.� Kiris tapped his combadge.
�Ditex to Ops, we�ve just lost the primary sensor and communications array. I�ll send a team to take a look at it but unless we can get outside repairs will have to wait.�

[Josi Rockholt]

(OCC: Sorry for lack of posts,been busy with work and other stuff.))

DSG,Ops

Ensign Johnson had been near the Ops station while everything was happening,but as usual, no one seemed to notice. When she heard that they had actually been swallowed by kind of creature she begin thinking of a way to get out. The only thing that came to mind was if there was something that could make this creature sneeze and she could fly them out of the creature. She noticed Commander Ziona walking,or rather pacing around and decided to approach her. She got up from helm and walked over.

"Ma'am,I'm sure someone already thought of this,but I think I may have a way to get out of this thing. We could trigger the creature to sneeze and we could sort of "fly" out at the same time. If I'm out of line for suggesting,then I'm sorry. I just want to get out."

[Ziona]

DSG, OPS

Ziona turned and looked at Ensign Johnson. She had thought of that possible solution, but she had yet to mention it. She nodded quickly to the ensign and then turned to look at Ian.

"Definite a possibility, Ensign." Ziona glanced back over at Johnson. "Do you have any idea how to make this... thing sneeze?"

[Josi Rockholt]

DSG,Ops

"Maybe causing a small explosion. One that wouldn't take long to repair or cause many injuries. Just enough to cause some smoke to trigger the sneezing."

Kathryn followed where the Commander's glance and then looked back at her.

"Is everything alright with you and the Commander? It's just that you seem distracted all of a sudden. Your not acting like your sure of anything right now.

[vorrick]

-U.S.S. Current, Science Lab-

Commander Armanis walked through the doors to the science lab and activated the nearest console, accessing the data collected on the beast, and the data from the attempts to disable the creature. He began to compare the recharge time of the Defenses of the beast with the attacks.
"What about torpedos?" He asked "We got about four or five hits in before the Defenses were able to react....So if we were to attack from multiple vectors and trying to hit in a line in close proximity to the previous blasts?"

[Spellbinder Marik]

-U.s.s. Current, Science Lab-

R�Tal had been formulating another plan in his mind. He�d used parts from an old Romulan intelligence report. He listened to the Starfleet Commander propose the use of torpedoes again.
�I disagree. Torpedoes are explosive and could cause undesired secondary effects. We should try to retune the phasers or disruptor beams on a shuttle or small craft. Several larger craft could distract the creature while the smaller one goes in and cuts the creature open.�

R�Tal paused.
�The problem is that if we�re successful we will need to stitch the creature back up but since we don�t know how its biology will react we should prepare for the occasion that healing the creature might not be possible.�

[vorrick]

-U.S.S. Current, Science Lab

Commander Armanis Nodded at R'Tal, This course of action seemed more Reasonable. While it the torpedos stood a good chance of getting through in numbers, the small ships were less noticeable and the larger vessels could protect the small ones while they attacked.
"I think i could work.."
Kel Paused Momentaraly and thought about the how many shuttles they had and nodded again and R'Tal and slapped his Comm badge.

"Armanis To Bridge, i think we have a way to get the station out"


-U.S.S. Current, Bridge-


"Armanis To Bridge, i think we have a way to get the station out"

Came the call over the ships comm system from the Science lab. Andrew Summers smiled devilishly at the call. Finally they could get this over with and get back to work. "Go ahead commander" He said.

"Captain, if we launch as many of the shuttles as we can and get the other starships in the area to do the same, we could have them combine in attack on the beast to Blast a hole in the beast to let DSG out"

Summers nodded to Danvers to open a channel to the other ships in the area. "Channel Open Sir" Replied the Tactical officer. "I'll inform the Admiral and Captain T'Sa, in The Mean Time, Get everybody Ready for the attack. Bridge Out" He Stood up and walked towards the view screen.

"This is Captain Summers of the Current calling U.S.S. Amargosa and IRW Ferex, Please Respond"

-DSG, Ops-

As Icarus stepped off the turbolift, he ran over to Ian And Zonia, PADD's in hand and started Rambling. "Sirs..I think i might have something that could help us get out of here..."

[Spellbinder Marik]

-IRW Ferex, Bridge-

N�Tran and T�Rell were huddled over a sensor panel.
�Is it just me or are these sensors not as effective as they once were?� T�Rell nodded.
�They�re probably not as effective as they once were. It�s been nearly 10 years since the Ferex has had an overhaul.� N�Tran knew his ship needed an overhaul and update too.
�Yeah but we don�t exactly have a yard to dock with and get the overhauls we need.� T�Rell pointed.
�If we�re successful in getting the Starfleet station out of that thing we could perhaps use that as a bargaining chip in our favor. We could request the use of their space dock facilities and make the necessary upgrades ourselves.�

N�Tran shook his head.
��and have Starfleet scanning and prodding our ships while we do? I don�t think so. I don�t trust them that much.� A console began beeping.
�Admiral Ditex, Captain Summers from the U.s.s. Current is hailing us.� N�Tran turned toward the view screen.
�On viewer.�

�This is Admiral Ditex. Has my officer assisted you in finding an adequate solution to this crisis?� N�Tran waited anxiously for the man to respond.


Laura McKnight stood idly off to the side. They�d already proposed anything she would have suggested. So she stood out of the way. She hadn�t seen N�Tran as passionate about achieving a goal in many years. He needed this. Perhaps, one day his name would make it into the history books. Both the Romulan and Federation editions. But could Romulus ever conform to the regulations that would allow them to become a member of the Federation? For that question she had only more questions and no answers. She had asked N�Tran once if he ever thought Romulus would join the Federation one day.

He didn�t answer her. She always wanted to know why he kept himself distanced in such situations. What had been his true goal when he first came to Earth all those years ago? Laura shook off the thought. She had been ordered by an Admiral to gather information about his activities over the past few years. She wasn�t entirely comfortable doing that. It made her consider resignation. Her decision to leave Earth had most likely killed any chance of her ever getting her own command. It wasn't something she really had to have but it would have been nice to be called Captain, if only once.

[vorrick]

-U.S.S. Current, Bridge-

Captain Summers was smiling as he nodded at Ditex came on the screen.
"This is Admiral Ditex, Has my Officer Helped you in finding an Adequate solution to this crisis?" Said the Romulan admiral. He looked Anxious for a good awnser.
"I believe we have what we need...my first officer and your Science officer believe that if we have all our shuttles in a combined attack on the Belly of the beast at the same time, that we could blow a hole big enough for the station to escape out of."

He paused a moment to think before continuing.

"We are also going to need the starships in the area, including yours if your willing to cover the shuttles as they attack and to try and take out the beast's defenses"

-U.S.S. Current, Shuttle Bay-

"Well Ladies and Gentleman" Said Commander Armanis "It seems were going to get the chance to finally test out our New shuttles." He Tapped a few buttons on the wall display and a picture of the Beast came up. He tapped a few more buttons and The Target area of the beast was pinpointed. "This is the target. This beast has swallowed Deep Space Guardian, our Objective is to blast a hole in the Belly to try and let the station loose." Armanis Tapped another button and the screen scaled back to show the Defensive screen the beast had put up.

"These Cells have broken off of the flesh of the beast to form a Point defense screen, It seems to target anything with Antimatter on board, so don't bring torpedos active unless you have to, Stick to Phasers if you can. You will have All availble Ships in the area Covering you, but still, use caution." He smiled as he gave the order.

"Pilots, To your Ships!"

[Spellbinder Marik]

-IRW Ferex, Bridge-

N�Tran listened to the Starfleet Captain. It seemed like a fool�s errand. Shuttles would be even more vulnerable if the creature didn�t fall for it.
�We will do our best. Ditex out.� N�Tran gave the kill gesture.
�Get in touch with R�Tal. I want him back on the Ferex before this plan begins.� T�Rell moved to an open seat and accessed the com panel.
�Ferex to R�Tal. Respond.� The was a short pause.
�R�Tal here sir.� T�Rell looked back to N�Tran who only nodded.
�Return to the ship immediately. Transporter is standing by.�

-U.s.s. Current, Transporter Room-

R�Tal had been escorted to the transporter room. He climbed up to the pad and stood.
�It has been�agreeable to work with Starfleet on this.� He still didn�t like humans or Starfleet but his superiors had given an order and he would obey.
�Energize.� R�Tal transported back to the Ferex.

[vorrick]

-U.S.S. Current, Bridge-

Summers Grinned as the Admiral closed the channel. The plan was ready and about to be put into motion. The First real mission this ship would have.
"Bridge to Shuttle bay, Status" Andrew said, lacing his fingers togeather and sitting down, waiting for a reply. What he got was exactly what he expected.

"Shuttle Bay here, Commander Armanis speaking, were all ready down here, just waiting for your go"

Andrew smiled and nodded. "Affirmative Commander, Begin Launching, Bridge out"

He said as he turned to face the view screen. "Red Alert, All Hands to Battle Stations" Came the order from summers as the klaxons began to wail, red alert status lights starting to blink. "Helm, As soon as all shuttles are launched, move into Covering position, Tactical, Raise Shields, Charge Phasers and Arm Photons, prepare to fire as soon as everybody is ready"

[Josi Rockholt]

DSG,Ops

Kathryn just looks at the Lt. and loses her temper before thinking.

"Well,let's all stop what we're doing and act as if we're nothing because you have an idea how to get us out. I was just discussing a way out with the Commander before you came in and started rambling on. Let the Commander gather her thoughts on my suggestion and then see what she wants to do before hearing yours."