| Kelly Jun 14 2003, 03:53 PM
 
 | Commander Samantha Halliwell ~ U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge 
 Halliwell looked at Tanik as he followed the
                                Captain. "Good luck," she whispered
                                softly to herself looking back down to the
                                console. Things aren't looking up she
                                thought.
 
 She watched the sensors carefully. "Still
                                got 'em," she whispered partly to herself and 
   partly to the rest of the crew. Sith shifted
                                slightly and his hands twitched over the keys in
                                anticipation, and ready for anything.
 
 "Engineering to the bridge," came a
                                voice over the comm.
 
 Halliwell looked at Sith,
                                then back to the comm. She pressed the button on
                                her console. "Bridge. Halliwell here."
 
 "Commander," came one of the voices. "It's Ensign Taylor. We require some
                                assistance down here."
 
 "What do you need?"
 
 "We need Commander Tanik down here,"
                                he replied. She listened in. It sounded like
                                extinguishers going off. "We've taken a
                                great deal of damage."
 
 "He's with the Captain," she replied
                                calmly as she could. "You'll have to deal
                                with it as best you can."
 
 "There's something else..."
 
 Halliwell shook her head. Always a bloody
                                catch. "Go on."
 
 "One of the guys needs medical
                                attention."
 
 "Get him to sickbay," Halliwell said
                                clearly. "Anything else."
 
 "That's just it," Taylor replied. "He's been knocked out and none of the
                                medics to know what to do."
 
 "Call the Doctor then," Halliwell
                                suggested drumming her fingers along the
                                console.
 
 "You left him back at the base."
 
 She looked up to Sith and got out of her seat. "I'll be right down there."
 
 "Ma'am?" Sith asked.
 
 "Can you do me a favour Lieutenant?"
 
 He nodded slightly.
 
 "Keep on eye on these sensors," she
                                said walking quickly over to the turbolift.
 
 "Where are you going?"
 
 "Engineering," and with that she
                                disappeared.
 
 
 Engineering
 
 Halliwell stepped out and looked round, her hand
                                flew to her mouth.
 
 Taylor ran over to her.
                                "Commander," he said motioning for her
                                to follow him. She looked to the crewman on the
                                floor. She knelt down and felt his pulse.
 
 It was
                                steady.
 
 She looked up to Taylor. "What
                                happened?"
 
 "He was working in this section when one of
                                the conduits blew," he replied.
 
 She nodded
                                checking his face. "He has severe
                                burn," Halliwell commented. "We need
                                to get him up to sickbay, quickly."
 
 "Yes, ma'am."
 
 
 Sickbay
 
 Taylor and one of the other ensigns carried him 
   into sickbay. Halliwell ran straight over to the
                                desk looking at all the medicines she required.
                                "What's his name?"
 
 "Crewman Dwyer, Michael."
 
 Halliwell quickly gained access to the logs, she
                                quickly found his name, she had to check to see
                                if had any medical conditions or allergies. He
                                didn't. She carried on searching for what she
                                needed.
 
 "Oh my god," Taylor shouted.
 
 Halliwell turned back to him and looked to
                                Dwyer. "Don't hold him down," she
                                replied quickly filling the hypo-spray and
                                running over to them. "He's having a
                                fit," he looked up to her blankly. "It's just the shock," she held up the
                                hypo-spray and put it in his neck, he quickly
                                stopped, Taylor looked up to her and smiled. "He's stabilizing."
 
 A female ran in. An ensign. "Commander
                                Halliwell?"
 
 "Yes?"
 
 "I'm Ensign Gillian Sadler, I've come to
                                assist you."
 
 "You a medic?"
 
 "I am a nurse, yes," she replied looking at 
   Dwyer. "What's wrong with him?"
 
 "The burns are no concern of mine,"
                                Halliwell replied. "I think that he took a
                                blow to the head when he fell and he's been
                                fitting, he appears to be in a state of
                                shock."
 
 She ran over to the doors. "Commander,
                                where are you going?"
 
 "I'm needed back on the Bridge." She
                                looked at the hypo-spray in her hand and threw it to her. "If he starts again, use 2cc's
                                of Delactovine." She ran off to the
                                turbolift.
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   | markspot Jun 14 2003, 04:26 PM
 
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - U.S.S. Domtar Security Officers Log - Supplemental
 
 "The Domtar has been attacked by an unidentified
                                ship. We were unable to locate the ship, and I
                                believe their cloaking technology to be superior
                                to anything we have encountered before. We
                                suspect that the ship was Romulan, but we cannot
                                be sure of anything at this point. Systems
                                across the ship are failing, and we have
                                received casualty reports from every deck. All
                                weapons are offline at the moment, so we are
                                dead in the water, waiting for the enemy to
                                strike. I fear that should the enemy attack
                                again, we will be unable to fight, forcing us to
                                die dishonorable deaths. We must do all we can
                                to defend ourselves until we are rescued, and
                                the Domtar's chief engineer is hard at work as
                                we speak, attempting to restore systems, but
                                things do not look good.
 
 Additionally, the Captain of the Domtar is
                                missing. His life signs are not appearing
                                anywhere on the ship, but no body has been
                                found, so I have no choice but to conclude that
                                he was captured by the enemy when our shields
                                failed. We are unable to scan the enemy ship
                                because of their superior cloaking device.
 
 Life Support is failing, and we can not survive
                                for any length of time if someone from Starbase
                                001 does not come to find us soon."
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   | Spork Jun 14 2003, 06:02 PM
 
 
 
 | 
Lieutenant Commander Tanik - U.S.S. Pollux, Ready Room 
 "Why the hell did you hold that information
                                back until we were out on the field?! If you told us beforehand, we could
                                have--"
 
 "Done what?" Tanik finished his
                                sentence with another question.
 
 Major took a breath and calmed down a little,
                                "It just makes me wonder-- what else do you know that could help us that
                                you aren't telling?"
 
 "A lot. However, I'd be breaking my orders
                                to tell you. In fact, I already have
                                broken them with that tachyon business,"
                                Tanik replied.
 
 "What? Who's orders?" Major asked
                                incredulously.
 
 "A rather unpleasant Starfleet intelligence
                                officer... I think his name was... Hardgrove. He's a Fleet Captain. I also believe
                                he is assigned to the starbase."
 
 Major stood there, his mouth practically gaping.
 
 Tanik seemed surprised. "You did not know
                                this?"
 
 "Tom and I need to have a little chat. Intelligence sneaking around my station," Major shuddered. "Anyway,
                                I need to know what you know about this. I don't care if this... Intelligence
                                officer told you not to."
 
 "That probably would be prudent. However, I
                                don't think you're going to like it."
 
 "What's to like?"
 
 Tanik chuckled. "I was once stationed on a
                                prototype warbird in the Old Neutral Zone, when I was in the Imperial Navy.
                                We would proceed under cloak and use a paralysis field to disable
                                Federation starships that ventured too far into the Neutral Zone. We would then
                                abduct the crew and..." Tanik paused, "...perform experiments on
                                them."
 
 Major's eye's widened, "What kinds of
                                'experiments'?"
 
 "Biological and chemical."
 
 There was an eerie silence.
 
 Tanik broke it. "In fact, that is why I and
                                the others defected."
 
 Major looked back at him.
 
 Tanik continued, "We were once a great
                                empire. A long time ago. But then we became obsessed with... stealth... and
                                subterfuge. I refuse to be a part of an empire that advocates cowardice above all
                                else," Tanik looked sad.
 "But, the Federation stands up for it's
                                ideals. It never breaks them," Tanik said, almost proudly.
 
 Major turned away from the window he was staring
                                out of.
 "If there is anything else?"
 
 "Not right now, sir."
 
 "Dismissed, Commander."
 
 "Aye, sir." As Tanik turned around, he
                                said to himself, "A long time ago..." He sighed sadly to himself.
 
 Then, It seemed as if inspiration had taken a
                                skillet and knocked him upside the head with it.
 
 "A long time ago!"
 
 Major turned around, startled. "What is it,
                                Commander?"
 
 "Well, sir, we won't be able to keep them
                                on sensors for very long."
 
 "Yes, I know that."
 
 "But, we can still do a passive scan for
                                impulse engine exhaust. It would only show up on an impulse turn, however."
 
 "Okay... what are you getting at?"
 
 "There should be a comet, Icarus IV,
                                nearby."
 
 Enlightenment dawned across Major's features.
                                "I see! James T. Kirk!"
 
 "Yes, Captain. You know your history,
                                sir."
 
 "We could herd them up through the comet -
                                it would make them visible! Get down to your engine room, commander! We need
                                Warp ASAP!"
 
 "Aye, sir."
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   | TPol123 Jun 15 2003, 09:27 AM
 
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant JG T'Kila - U.S.S. Domtar 
 "Science Officer's Log - Supplemental
 
 "Our ship was recently attacked by an
                                unidentified vessel. Security chief K'Rak 
   believes that it may have been Romulan, but he
                                is not sure at this time. Life support is
                                failing, and we have determined that the Captain
                                is no longer onboard the ship.
 
 "We have determined that the hull of the Domtar
                                is intact and undamaged, but all systems across
                                the ship are failing. We only have approximately
                                6 hours left until we run out of life support.
 
 "I believe that our attackers used some sort of
                                advanced weapon to damage our systems without
                                affecting the structural integrity of the ship."
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   | Hawku Jun 15 2003, 12:40 PM
 
 
 
  | 
Lieutenant Rune Sith - U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge 
 The Pollux drifted in space, on a slow
                                rotating axis, venting plasma. "In about
                                half an hour we'll be out of transporter range
                                of the Domtar." Sith checked the helm.
 
 Captain Major had just entered the Bridge before
                                Halliwell. "We have a plan for the
                                Romulans, but not the Domtar."
 
 Commander Halliwell went over to the console and
                                conducted a multi-phasic scan of the Domtar.
                                "Some kind of energy dampening weapon
                                scattered all the Federation technology. It's
                                also blocking any scans for lifesigns."
 
 Sith turned around, thinking out loud. "It's possible
                                that same weapon was used on our nacelle
                                earlier."
 
 Halliwell nodded. "Either the Romulans
                                think the Pollux has been affected by the
                                weapon, or the Pollux actually has been affected
                                by the weapon and it just hasn't kicked in
                                yet."
 
 The Captain knew he needed to get around this,
                                fast. "There has to be a way to neutralize
                                the effects. Is there anyway to correlate the
                                data of the damage to the our nacelle with the
                                data to the systems of the Domtar?"
 
 Halliwell glanced to to the side in thought.
                                "Perhaps."
 
 "We'd have to be on the Domtar." Sith
                                added.
 
 Captain Major nodded. "Take an Away Team to
                                the Domtar. I want that ship online." He
                                went over to a console to view an update from
                                Tanik in Engineering. "In the meantime, we
                                have some Romulans to take care of..."
 
 
 U.S.S. Domtar - Deck 14
 
 An Away Team including Sith beamed into one of
                                the Hallways of the Domtar. It was empty
                                and dark, with defective lights flickering the
                                distance. "Sorry, this was the best I could
                                do." Someone remarked.
 
 The team split up to get to work on the systems.
                                Sith nodded to them and turned to go down two
                                dark hallways, finding an operations console
                                barely online. He accessed it and placed a power
                                device next to the panel.
 
 *Click! Click! ...Chrip.* Sith's 'shoulder
                                angel', Zeta, scurried around.
 
 "Not now Zeta! I have to get this
                                working." Bringing your pet Android
                                Spider along an Official Away Mission. Great
                                idea.
 
 *Chrip! Click, click!* Zeta stood
                                off of Sith's forearm, alert.
 
 "What, Zeta!?" Sith yelled, annoyed.
                                "What's your problem?"
 
 Sith heard a noise and turned his head to the
                                right. Out from the shadows of the dark corridor
                                emerged a Romulan. The Romulan stared right at
                                Sith, not intending on letting him get away...
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   | markspot Jun 16 2003, 01:44 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - Armory 
 Security Chief K'Rak entered the Armory,
                                intending to check the status of the ship's
                                weapons. He found phasers scattered all around
                                the floor. After testing them, he determined
                                that none of the weapons in the armory were
                                operational. He bellowed a curse in Klingon, and
                                touched his communicator.
 
 "K'Rak to Bridge."
 
 There was no
                                response.
 
 "K'Rak to the Bridge," he said more
                                urgently.
 
 Still, there was silence from the
                                bridge.
 
 K'Rak walked to the turbolift, only to find that
                                it too was not operational. "Hu'tegh!" he
                                yelled, heading for the nearest Jeffries tube.
 
 I must get to the bridge and find out what in
                                the name of Kahless is going on here, he
                                thought.
 
 He was startled by the sound of disruptor shots
                                coming from behind him. Whipping around, he
                                pulled out his phaser instinctively, cursing to
                                himself when he remembered that it wasn't
                                working.
 
 Must've been that cowardly weapon the
                                Romulans used to disable us, he thought with
                                contempt.
 
 He dove into the Jeffries tube next to
                                him, slamming the grate closed behind himself.
                                As he crawled as fast as possible through the
                                tube, he heard the enemies footsteps as he
                                approached the tube...
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   | Captain Archer Jun 16 2003, 02:54 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Ambassador Michael Larkin - Starbase 001, Office 
 Michael sat alone in his office staring out the
                                window, wondering what the Admiral had in mind. 
   He said he would meet him here in a few hours to
                                discuss his plans, but what could it be.
 
 Just
                                then the comm went off.
 
 "Incoming subspace
                                transmission."
 
 "Route to monitor"
                                Michael told the computer. The black screen was
                                soon filled with the lovely face of his long
                                time friend Jen, from Earth.
 
 "Michael, I
                                heard you were back in the area, how are
                                you?" she asked.
 
 "I've been better to
                                tell you the truth." He looked into her
                                eyes and so wanted to tell her that he loved her
                                but just couldn't work up the courage.
 
 "I've been wanting to talk to you in
                                person, would it be alright if I came aboard the
                                station?" Jen asked.
 
 Michael's heart
                                stopped. "Sure, uhh, how is tomorrow for
                                you? We can have lunch."
 
 "Great,"
                                she said. "I'll see ya tomorrow then
                                Michael."
 
 The screen went black again, he
                                turned back toward the viewport and began
                                speculating about what she wanted, just then the
                                door chimed.
 
 "Come," Michael yelled
                                out.
 
 "Michael, we have some things to discuss,
                                but before I do, I need to know I can count on
                                you, no matter what." Admiral Garrison
                                started talking before the door shut.
 
 "Sure
                                thing Tom. What's on your mind?" Michael
                                asked inquisitively.
 
 "...Saving the Federation
                                from making a big mistake."
 
 Michael arched
                                up in his chair and motioned for the Admiral to
                                have a seat.
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   | TPol123 Jun 16 2003, 03:54 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant JG T'Kila - U.S.S. Domtar, Bridge 
 T'Kila sat in the Captain's chair on the
                                Bridge, being the only senior officer there. The
                                only other person was the helmsmen, a young
                                Ensign named Limestone. Security Chief K'Rak
                                should be back by now, she thought worriedly.
 
 He had left for the Armory about fifteen minutes
                                ago to check if their weapons were working, and
                                he still had not returned. T'Kila pressed her
                                communicator. "Bridge to Lieutenant
                                Commander K'Rak." she said.
 
 There was no
                                response.
 
 "K'Rak, please respond."
 
 Still nothing.
 
 "I am going to the Armory.
                                You have the Bridge, Ensign," she informed
                                Limestone. She tried the turbolift, but it
                                wouldn't open. Before she had a chance to react,
                                several Romulans beamed onto the Bridge.
 
 "Shit!" yelled Limestone.
                                "Romulans."
 
 T'Kila turned around. One
                                of them shot Limestone, who immediately slumped
                                to the ground. Then all of them headed after
                                her. She tried to defend herself, but even being
                                a martial arts expert she was no match for four
                                Romulans.
 
 Two of them grabbed her by the arms,
                                and another one held up a pistol to the back of
                                her head. "Follow me!" Barked the
                                final one.
 
 
 Secret Room
 
 To T'Kila's amazement, the Romulan who
                                appeared to be the leader opened the turbolift
                                with no trouble at all. "Deck 8." he
                                said.
 
 They arrived very quickly, and they
                                started walking down the corridor.
 
 "Where are you taking me?" T'Kila
                                asked.
 
 "Shut up" the one with the pistol
                                said. "You will find out soon enough."
 
 The Romulan leader led them into a room which
                                was vacant quarters. They shoved her down into a
                                seat. Then the leader spoke. "T'Kila."
                                he said. "I need some help, and I think you
                                are just the person to give it to me." He
                                gave her an evil smile.
 
 "What kind of help are you looking
                                for?" T'Kila asked neutrally.
 
 He smiled again. "The Federation is growing
                                weak. My followers and I are set to take over it
                                very soon. However, we cannot do it without the
                                help of a few... friends... that are
                                members."
 
 "So you want me to spy for you?"
                                T'Kila asked him.
 
 "Exactly. We have more important jobs that
                                need doing also, but as you know, you are not
                                one of Starfleet's most trusted members."
                                He smirked at that. T'Kila looked down,
                                remembering with guilt that incident so long
                                ago. "Ah, I can see you still feel bad about
                                that. But they had no right to demote you! It
                                was an accident! You don't owe Starfleet
                                anything. This is your chance to get back at
                                them for what they did to you."
 
 "What happened was my fault. I have no
                                reason to be angry with the Federation."
 
 "No? Well, if you don't agree to help me, I
                                will have to kill you. I cant risk this
                                information getting out. So which will it
                                be?"
 
 "If those are my options, I guess you will
                                have to kill me."
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   | markspot Jun 17 2003, 09:14 AM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - U.S.S. Domtar 
 K'Rak ran through the Jeffries tube, plotting a
                                course of actions. He climbed the ladder to Deck
                                8, where the guest quarters were. He entered his
                                quarters, and removed from the wall a ceremonial
                                bat'leth from the 24th century. It would have to
                                do, since all of the phasers were out of order.
                                The next course of action was to locate the
                                other members of the crew. He stepped carefully
                                over several dead bodies lying in the hall
                                outside his room.
 
 Suddenly, from down the corridor, he heard
                                muffled conversation. The voices sounded
                                Romulan. Cautiously, with bat'leth in hand, he
                                walked toward the room the voices were
                                originating from, only to find it locked. Taking
                                a step back, he prepared to knock down the
                                door....
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   | TPol123 Jun 17 2003, 09:34 AM
 
 
 
 
 | 
Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Secret Room 
 The Romulan leader grabbed T'Kila by the neck
                                and jerked her up. "Listen here, you
                                little..."
 
 T'Kila kicked him in the... important area, really
                                hard. He howled with pain and stumbled
                                backwards. Two of the others advanced towards
                                her. She whirled around and kicked one of them
                                on the face, but the other one managed to grab
                                her and shove her down on the ground.
 
 The other
                                one pointed the disruptor at her again.
                                "One last chance to change your mind,"
                                he told her.
 
 She just glared at him. Suddenly
                                they heard some loud thumping noises on the
                                door, and it collapsed. In charged the heroic K'Rak.
 
 He gave a loud warriors cry and ran towards the
                                one with the disruptor. He sliced his head off
                                in one clean jerk. The leader stood up, not
                                hurting as bad anymore. He pointed his disruptor
                                at K'Rak but before he could fire K'Rak chopped
                                off his head too. The one on top of T'Kila stood
                                up to fight K'Rak. He dodged K'Rak's blows and
                                pulled out a long sword. Unnoticed, T'Kila snuck
                                up behind him. She kicked him on his lower back,
                                and when he turned around she did a nerve pinch
                                on him. He fell to the floor unconscious.
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   | Kelly Jun 17 2003, 03:10 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Commander Samantha Halliwell ~ Deck 13 
 Halliwell, after successfully convincing the
                                Captain, walked carefully along Deck 13 aboard the Domtar, armed with her trusty weapon and a
                                tricorder. She looked to the two Ensigns with
                                her. They both looked as nervous as herself.
 
 She
                                shook her head and looked down to her tricorder. "Oh dear," she whispered.
                                "Romulans," she whispered and looked
                                round. "This way," she said running
                                down the small corridor. She looked back round
                                the corner and as two Romulans walked straight passed, she
                                looked down to the tricorder. "There's some
                                bio-signs here," she whispered. "Three. All very faint."
 
 She walked toward them, focusing hard on it. She
                                turned a corner here and a corner there. "Sith to Halliwell."
 
 Halliwell tapped her commbadge. "Go
                                ahead."
 
 "Better watch your step," he replied. "There are Romulans wandering about like
                                they own the place." She couldn't stop
                                herself from smiling at the figure of speech he
                                used.
 
 "I know. Two just went by," she
                                whispered. "Have you found T'Kila and K'Rak
                                yet?"
 
 "Negative," Sith answered, sadly. "I'm doing the best I can. We're currently
                                searching Deck 14. No sign of anyone alive,
                                Commander?"
 
 "We're searching 13, I've located three
                                bio-signs, very weak but they may have a
                                chance."
 
 "Understood. Be careful, Commander," he
                                replied.
 
 Halliwell nodded. "You too. Halliwell
                                out."
 
 She looked down to the tricorder. "Should
                                be just behind this hatch." She looked at
                                it. It didn't open for them. She looked at it
                                and sighed heavily. "Stupid thing,"
                                she muttered.
 
 "Pardon me Ma'am but if we just..." an Ensign watched as Halliwell aimed her weapon at the
                                console and shot at it.
 
 She looked to the Ensign. "What? Time is of the essence."
 
 Halliwell stepped in and ran over to the injured
                                crewmen. She went to the first one and took his
                                pulse. She shook her head sadly before running
                                off to the next time.
 
 A young woman. She went
                                over to the final one. "He's alive,"
                                she said.
 
 "Sam?"
 
 She looked down at him. "Rob?"
 
 "Last time I checked," he replied and
                                she nodded sadly.
 
 "What happened?"
 
 A shot fired, then another one. She looked
                                behind her at the hatch and the two Romulans
                                stood there. "Stay where you are!"
 
 Halliwell looked to the Ensigns who were with
                                her. They were on the floor. She looked from
                                them to Robert, picked up the phase pistol
                                and fired at the two. She hit one then ran
                                behind one of the containers as he fired. He
                                smiled and took aim at Robert. She stood up to
                                shoot but she was too late. She looked on in
                                horror as her friend died instantly. She felt
                                tears well up in her eyes and glared at the Romulan as she pulled the trigger. She stood
                                there looking at them, all dead.
 
 
 Deck 14
 
 "Sith to Halliwell." He looked around confused. "Commander, come
                                in," he replied a slight panic in his
                                voice. "Do you copy?"
 
 Sith feared the worse for the first officer.
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   | Hawku Jun 17 2003, 05:12 PM
 
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Rune Sith 
 He stood in the hallway, catching his breath
                                from kicking that Romulan's ass. The Romulan
                                lay unconscious on the floor, as blood dripped
                                off his lip.
 
 Zeta hibernated on Sith's shoulder as Sith next made
                                a run for it. He leapt over a broken container
                                and clung onto a ladder that led up to Deck 13.
 
 
 Deck 13
 
 Sith climbed to Deck 13 and turned a corridor.
                                He stopped at the sight of Commander Halliwell. She appeared to be tapping at a
                                console, out-of-focus, deactivating
                                primary precaution commands. "We need to initiate self destruct."
 
 Ensign Carley stood there, with a smoking phaser
                                rifle. "Lieutenant! You have to stop her! I
                                came in here and phasered a Romulan that was
                                fighting her, and then she started talking about
                                destroying the ship!"
 
 Sith stepped over the dead bodies on the floor
                                and approached his Commander.
 
 "It's the
                                only way to put a stop to these Romulans."
                                She continued tapping at the panels. A few
                                working red alert lights pulsated in the
                                background. The alert sound was inoperational on
                                this deck.
 
 He examined her. "This isn't like the Commander at all. Could whatever affected the crew be messing with her too?"
 
 "The Alliance did this to us. To the Federation." She countered as she continued her work.
 
 Sith looked to the side. In the past, the U.S.S. Vitality was forced
                                to destroy an asteroid-mounted science facility when its territory was claimed by the Cardassians. This
                                just adds to the proof the Alliance stops at
                                nothing.
 
 "Sir, if you're right, then it's getting to you too," Carley noticed a switch in Sith's focus.
 
 "Quiet Ensign, that's an order!" He
                                grabbed Commander Halliwell's shoulder. "We
                                can't do this. We have orders from Captain Major
                                to--"
 
 Halliwell knocked Sith's arm away. Sith brought
                                it back over and pulled her away from the
                                station. "Stop! We have to do this."
                                She went to push Sith, but Sith quickly arched
                                his arms between hers and knocked them to the
                                side.
 
 
 I.R.W. Rukorna, Bridge
 
 "What is happening to the invasion team? They missed their check in, as usual," Commander Slevok gritted aboard the cloaked Chaltok-class warbird.
 
 "They are probably convincing Lieutenant
                                T'Kila as we speak," the Centurion Xehk reassured. "If that is unsuccessful, we can always use the remaining crew survivors
                                for... well, the Science Department would be an
                                accurate claim." He stretched an unsettling
                                smile.
 
 
 U.S.S. Domtar - Deck 13
 
 Sith blocked a swing from Halliwell. Carley quickly pulled up his rifle and phasered
                                her. Halliwell fell unconscious in Sith's arms.
                                "Ensign!" Sith yelled in shock.
 
 Carley went over to the console to deactivate
                                the self destruct. He knew what she did to get
                                it online and could reverse it. "You know
                                you're next, sir."
 
 Sith slowly laid Halliwell to the floor,
                                glancing at her. He felt really bad for whatever
                                was troubling her. "And how do we know it's not affecting you too? Just stop. I can hold it. All it takes is focus."
 
 Carley moved a few shapes around. "You did the same for me at the Bolian
                                bar on Starbase 001 earlier."
 
 Halliwell lay unconscious as Sith checked her
                                pulse. She was okay. "I think I know how to
                                stop the effects of that weapon," Sith
                                said, recalling his scans of the Domtar's
                                systems.
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   | TPol123 Jun 17 2003, 07:13 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Deck 9 
 T'Kila and K'Rak ran down the corridor as fast
                                as they could. As they went, they passed several
                                bodies of dead crewmembers, but they found none
                                alive. They came to the turbolift.
 
 "Please be working." T'Kila muttered
                                as they walked up to it. Tada - the doors opened
                                automatically. "Yes!!" she exclaimed.
 
 They got off at Deck 10. T'Kila scanned for
                                biosigns, but nobody on the deck was alive. So
                                they got back in the turbolift and went up to
                                Deck 11. When they got off, they read 1 Human
                                biosign, and 3 Romulans.
 
 "The Romulans are
                                on the other side," T'Kila stated. "I
                                believe we can get to the crewman without being
                                caught."
 
 K'Rak nodded in agreement. When they found the
                                human, he was lying on the floor groaning in
                                pain. He had blood dripping out of his mouth,
                                and he looked like he had been punched on the
                                face several times.
 
 "Ensign, are you alright?" T'Kila
                                asked, kneeling down beside him.
 
 "My head..." he whispered. "The
                                Romulans came."
 
 "We know. You need medical attention
                                immediately. Lieutenant Commander K'Rak will
                                assist you to Sickbay." she turned to
                                K'Rak. "I will search Decks 12-14."
 
 "Very well," he replied, and they
                                headed in their separate directions.
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   | markspot Jun 18 2003, 09:22 AM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Commander K'Rak 
 K'Rak looked at the carnage beneath their feet,
                                and was proud of himself. I have fought
                                honorably, and killed the dastardly Romulans.
 
 Later, K'Rak entered the turbolift pulling the wounded
                                Ensign along behind him. "Sickbay," he
                                told the turbolift. Perhaps, he thought, if
                                the turbolifts are working, then the phasers are
                                now working too. K'Rak did not have a
                                phaser with him, but he reached down to the now
                                unconscious Ensign, and removed the phaser from
                                his belt. Setting the phaser to stun, he aimed
                                it at the wall and fired. The wall of the
                                turbolift glowed red, and K'Rak holstered the
                                phaser.
 
 The turbolift doors opened in front of sickbay,
                                and K'Rak hauled the Ensign out. He was relieved
                                to find that the doors to sickbay were now
                                operational. However, he feared the worst as he
                                entered Sickbay, and his fear was proven correct
                                when he found the ship's Chief Medical Officer
                                slumped over a table, a knife in the back of his
                                neck. K'Rak set the Ensign down on the nearest
                                biobed, and tapped his communicator.
 
 "K'Rak to Bridge," he said, but there
                                was still no response. Everyone on the bridge
                                must have been killed, he thought. He pulled
                                a hypospray of anesthetic from the doctors
                                table, and injected the Ensign, and then began
                                the messy job of cleaning the Ensign's wounds.
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   | TPol123 Jun 18 2003, 12:10 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Deck 12 
 T'Kila stepped off the turbolift and looked
                                around. No sign of any Romulans. There was one
                                human biosign on this deck, very faint. She
                                headed towards it.
 
 "T'Kila to K'Rak" she said, touching
                                her communicator.
 
 "K'Rak here," came the reply.
 
 "Sir, have you successfully reached Sickbay
                                yet?"
 
 "Yes. The Doctor is dead. I am treating the
                                Ensign's wounds."
 
 "Very well. I will keep you posted on my
                                progress. T'Kila out."
 
 She was saddened to hear that Doctor Nixon had
                                been killed. He was very nice, and he and
                                T'Kila were starting to become friends. She came
                                to the holodeck, where the lifesign was. When
                                she entered, she found a female Lieutenant lying
                                on the floor.
 
 Before T'Kila could even reach
                                her, she stopped breathing and died. As T'Kila
                                approached the body, she saw that the woman had
                                gashes all over her body. Trying not to make a
                                face, she quickly exited the room.
 
 She had to quickly duck behind a bulkhead when
                                she got back into the corridor, because a
                                Romulan walked by.
 
 As soon as they were passed,
                                she hurried to the turbolift to go up to Deck
                                13.
                                She found nobody, dead or alive, on Decks 13 or
                                14. She reported this to K'Rak.
 
 "Meet me in Sickbay," he commanded.
                                She agreed, and down to Sickbay she went.
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   | Hawku Jun 18 2003, 01:38 PM
 
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Rune Sith - Outside Sickbay 
 Sith carried Halliwell down a corridor towards
                                Sickbay. He stopped in his tracks as he faced
                                two Romulans, holding disrupters. The floors of
                                this deck were horribly littered with dead
                                officers and Romulans. "Oh, crap."
 
 Both Romulans fired their disrupters, missing
                                Sith as he kneeled quickly to the floor. Zeta
                                leapt off Sith's shoulder as Sith was
                                letting Halliwell down. The robotic Spider
                                spread its legs through the air and clung onto
                                one of the Romulans' faces, taking that Romulan
                                to the floor. "Ugh!!"
 
 The second Romulan fired again, but Sith dove over Halliwell and rolled closer. He stood up in
                                the Romulan's face and with speed,
                                force-palmed the Romulan in the chest. The
                                Romulan was shoved back, letting go of his
                                disrupter, but kept his footing. "You
                                pathetic human!"
 
 He stepped up to Sith, cornering Sith against
                                the wall, but Sith quickly swung open a nearby
                                upper optic plasma hatch and the hatch door hit
                                the Romulan in the face. The Romulan punched
                                Sith in the stomach. Sith opened a far hatch and
                                that door swung open and hit the Romulan in his
                                arm. Sith then double-jabbed the Romulan in the
                                chest, then the face, and kicked the Romulan
                                back.
 
 The other Romulan got up, throwing Zeta off him
                                as his friend fell into a collision. Both
                                Romulans hit the floor clumsily. Zeta crawled up
                                Sith's arm to watch the Romulan's reaction.
 
 "Get off me!" one of them yelled at the other.
 
 Sith kneeled and rolled over, grabbing the
                                fallen disrupter and shot twice at each Romulan,
                                knocking them out. Sith then got up slowly to
                                bring Halliwell into Sickbay.
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   | TPol123 Jun 18 2003, 01:46 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Sickbay 
 T'Kila and K'Rak turned around as the Sickbay
                                doors opened. They instinctively drew their phasers and aimed. T'Kila relaxed when she saw
                                that it was not Romulans.
 
 A man wearing a Starfleet uniform carrying a woman stepped forward. "Lieutenant Rune Sith, Starbase 001," 
   he said.
 
 "Lieutenant T'Kila of the U.S.S. Domtar. May 
   I
                                presume that members from Starbase 001 are here
                                to find us?"
 
 "Yes, that is correct. We need to find
                                everyone who is alive on the ship and get off
                                here right away."
 
 "We are the only survivors" she
                                replied, motioning to herself, K'Rak, the
                                wounded Ensign, and two other people. "We
                                have checked the entire ship."
 
 "We should beam out immediately," K'Rak
                                stated.
 
 Sith contacted to Pollux, and all of them
                                gathered around to prepare to beam out.
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   | Hawku Jun 18 2003, 02:06 PM
 
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Rune Sith - Sickbay 
 "We've drifted out of transporter range. The
                                Pollux's engines aren't online yet," Captain
                                Major replied over the comm before he cut it
                                out.
 
 "Crap," Sith replied. He placed
                                Halliwell on a biobed. K'Rak walked over and
                                Sith nodded to him. "Commander. I spoke to
                                you last week."
 
 "Yes," K'Rak replied. "We must
                                get Commander Halliwell conscious." He went
                                over to get a hypospray.
 
 "I just remembered, Ensign Carley is still
                                onboard. We found a way to get what's left of a
                                few systems online," Sith reported.
 
 "What if we get the engine's online? We can
                                move ourselves into transporter range of the
                                Pollux," T'Kila suggested.
 
 Halliwell sat up. "...Agreed."
 
 "We'd have to get to Engineering
                                then," Sith explained.
 
 "Let's proceed with it, and get out of this
                                bloody nightmare," Halliwell suggested, her
                                head being somewhat clearer.
 
 K'Rak and Sith helped her to her feet.
                                "Are you alright, Commander?" Sith
                                asked, concerned, as everyone headed for the
                                doors.
 
 "I don't know," she searched her
                                memory and feelings for what happened earlier.
                                "Thanks, but go on. I'm right behind
                                you."
 
 Sith nodded, "Alright. Take it easy,
                                Commander. Come on, Zeta." He turned and
                                headed for the doors as well.
 
 *Click-- click.*
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   | TPol123 Jun 18 2003, 02:14 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lt. JG T'Kila - Corridor 
 T'Kila, K'Rak, Sith, and the three Ensigns
                                strode quickly down the corridor. Due to her
                                excellent Vulcan hearing, T'Kila was able to
                                discern that Commander Halliwell was not behind
                                them. She turned around, and when the others saw
                                this, they stopped.
 
 "Commander Halliwell must still be in
                                Sickbay. I will go to assist her," T'Kila
                                said.
 
 "Be careful," Sith cautioned.
 
 T'Kila hurriedly walked back to Sickbay. Suddenly
                                she heard someone walking beside her. She turned
                                around and punched them before she even saw who
                                it was. Fortunately for her, it was a Romulan.
                                He stood up and charged at her.
 
 "I will not let you get away with this
                                information!" he cried. He tackled her.
                                She managed to roll over to where she was on top
                                of him, but as soon as she stood up, he shot
                                her. Oops.
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   | Spork Jun 18 2003, 02:26 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Commander Tanik - U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge 
 Tanik walked out of the turbolift to the Bridge.
                                "Engines are fully operational, Captain."
 
 Major turned. "Good work, Commander--"
 
 The comm officer interrupted him. "Sir, we
                                are getting a message from the away
                                team. They wish to beam up immediately."
 
 Major looked relieved and hit a comm panel. "Transporter Chief, lock onto the away
                                team and beam them up now."
 
 "Aye, sir," the chief responded.
 
 As soon as that was said, the Romulan warbird
                                decloaked.
 
 "Oh, crap." Major hit the comm panel
                                again. "Do you have them?!"
 
 "Yes, sir. However, it was rather
                                difficult. It was as if someone was trying to
                                snatch them away at the last moment."
 
 "Understood," Major terminated the
                                channel quickly. "Red alert!"
 
 The klaxons sounded.
 
 Major walked over to Tanik. "They were right
                                on top of us. Why didn't we detect them?"
 
 "I don't know, sir. It appears that they
                                have adapted their cloak to be undetectable
                                with a tachyon scan," Tanik replied.
                                "Mind you, that if they went through the
                                trouble of upgrading their cloak, we probably
                                will not be able to detect impulse maneuvers. We'll have to come up with another
                                plan."
 
 "Shit. Well, they are very visible right
                                now," Major looked at the viewer, thoughtfully. "What are they waiting
                                for?"
 
 The warbird was just sitting there.
 
 Tanik answered, "They could be thinking
                                over their next move. This may be our
                                chance."
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   | Kelly Jun 18 2003, 02:51 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Commander Samantha Halliwell ~ U.S.S. Pollux 
 Halliwell sat up and looked round her, she
                                looked next to her and saw a Vulcan, she
                                recognized her as Lt. JG T'Kila, she crawled over
                                to her and checked her pulse. It was steady. She
                                looked round again and everyone else had
                                disappeared, presumingly to their stations.
 
 She
                                looked at the chief. "Get her to
                                sickbay," she ordered, getting up slowly and
                                looking concerned. "It shouldn't take her
                                too long to wake up." He nodded and tapped
                                his comm badge.
 
 Halliwell stood up and leaned onto the wall, she
                                felt like she had a hangover, strange she 
   wondered what had happened to her as she walked
                                over towards the nearest turbolift. She got in
                                and looked round. That light's bright. "Bridge."
 
 Major turned round as Halliwell walked in. "Nice of you to finally join us, Commander," he replied turning back to
                                Tanik. She quickly walked next to him and stood
                                there. He looked to her, more like glared. He
                                was going to have to have a little word with her
                                later.
 
 Sith looked over to her from her
                                position. "T'Kila's injured,"
                                Halliwell finally said looking round. "No
                                damage done, though." she grabbed her head
                                and shook it.
 
 "I feel terrible."
 
 Major looked briefly at her. "That's cause
                                you were shot."
 
 "Wha..." she replied.
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   | markspot Jun 18 2003, 05:27 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge 
 During the transport, K'Rak had felt an odd
                                tugging sensation, like he was being pulled in
                                two directions at once.
 
 That was... odd, he thought to himself, and made a note to find
                                out what had happened.
 
 He carried with him his
                                now usable phaser, and the bat'leth from his
                                quarters. He was most happy that he had had the
                                opportunity to use this revered Klingon weapon,
                                especially against an enemy so vile as the
                                Romulans. On this day, his honor had been
                                preserved.
 
 The Captain of the Pollux approached him.
 
 "Captain David Major," he said, hand
                                extended. K'Rak reached out to shake his hand.
 
 "I am Lieutenant Commander K'Rak, it is an
                                honor to meet you sir."
 
 "Commander, give me a status report,"
                                said Major.
 
 "Sir. Our internal scanners indicated that
                                the Domtar was boarded by eight Romulans. Five of them
                                are confirmed dead, and one has been brought
                                here as a captive, after being disabled by
                                Lieutenant T'Kila. The other two are believed to
                                still be on the Domtar. Only five of us survived
                                and were able to escape. The ship's Chief
                                Medical Officer is dead, and the Captain has
                                disappeared. I believe he has been captured by
                                the Romulans."
 
 "What would the Romulans want with
                                him?" mused Major.
 
 "Sir, the most likely assumption is that he
                                will be used as a hostage. However, there are... rumors... that the Romulans have been
                                capturing humans to use in scientific
                                experiments. Guinea Pigs, if you will. I believe
                                this may be the reason why our ship was left
                                intact structurally when they boarded. It may be
                                that they wanted the crew for these experiments.
                                "
 
 "Dear God," said Major. "What
                                kind of sickos would do that kind of
                                thing?"
 
 K'Rak's face was grim. "Romulans, sir. Romulans."
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   | TPol123 Jun 18 2003, 05:50 PM
 
 
 
 
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Lt. JG T'Kila - U.S.S. Pollux, Sickbay 
 T'Kila slowly opened her eyes. It was dark in
                                there, wherever she was.
 
 "Nice to see you awake, Lieutenant,"
                                an unfamiliar voice said.
 
 T'Kila spoke, but her head throbbed when she
                                did. "I told you..." she
                                whispered... "I told you I wont do it."
 
 "Erm, Lieutenant, you are on the Pollux. I
                                am Medic Antley."
 
 "Oh," she muttered. She tried to sit
                                up, and after a moment was successful. "I...
                                cannot see very well."
 
 "Yes, that is one of the effects of the
                                weapon that was used on you. You should regain
                                full sight in a few minutes."
 
 "Ok."
 
 "Would you like something to help your
                                pain?" he asked her.
 
 "Yes, please, that would be very
                                nice."
 
 He gave her a hypospray and after a moment her
                                head didn't hurt anymore. A few minutes later,
                                she could see just fine.
 
 "I need to get to the bridge," she
                                said.
 
 "Ok, that's fine. But if you feel any pain
                                or experience any odd symptoms, let me know
                                immediately."
 
 "Of course." She nodded at him and
                                left Sickbay, headed to the Bridge.
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   | Hawku Jun 18 2003, 07:00 PM
 
 
 
 
 | Lieutenant Rune Sith - Bridge 
 Sith walked by just as K'Rak stopped him.
                                "Lieutenant." Sith stopped. "When
                                we get back to Starbase 001, we will go over
                                station security protocols."
 
 Sith nodded and smiled. "Just wait 'till
                                you see how big that station is."
 
 He left K'Rak and went over to the helm which
                                was abandoned. Sith scanned space for a second
                                and picked up some strange readings.
                                "Captain, the Romulan ship is positioning
                                themselves closer to us..."
 
 Out in space, the Chaltok-class warbird moved
                                to an angle above the Pollux and powered its quantum disrupters.
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