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# 5671
03-10-2013, 03:08 PM
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*Deneb Sector. The two fleets are still fighting hard. The debris from Iconian Motherships and Cruisers dotting the battlefield.

Cruisers are broadsiding one another.

A Rebel Cruiser gets caught in the Imperial Formation and is torn apart, being sent out of control. As it hurtles towards a Mothership, the Mothership banks hard to starboard, but the Cruiser smashes into the port bow, careening across the hull, tearing it open.

The Dar'kon is hit by a Mothership's Main Gun, before firing back. The enemy Mothership is now torn to shreds while the Dar'kon is suffering from hull breaches and fires. She continues on strong however, her weapons slamming into the next Mothership in the enemy formation.

Deep Space, I.C.S. Dor'kat'a, Bridge. Taragi looks at the visual feed of the battle on the holo-screen, as the combat chatter plays on the speakers.*

CC Voice 1 *Over comm*: We just lost the Cor'tan'a!

CC Voice 2 *Over comm*: I.S.S. Tar'kaal, requesting assistance! We've lost shields!

CC Voice 3 *Over comm*: The Mar'san is gone!

CC Voice 4 *Over comm*: Dar'sal, requesting assistance! We're breaking u--!

Taragi: Turn it off!

*The combat chatter is turned off.*

Great Maker, forgive us.

Set course for Deep Space 61. We're in no position to assist.

XO: Sir? We can't just abandon them out there!

Taragi: Chana, we have no choice! I don't want to leave them any more than you do, but we've taken too much damage! We're only ONE ship!

*Suddenly, a fleet of Republic and Federation Vessels drop out of warp near the Dor'kat'a, led by the Matthew Neilson and the Excalibur.*

Matt *Over comm*: This is Captain Matthew Forrester, commanding the R.S.S. Matthew Neilson, to I.C.S. Dor'kat'a, we stand ready to assist you.

*R.S.S. Matthew Neilson.*

Matt: Ops, put out a call to Captain Wax and Admiral Dorman. Ask for any ships they can spare. THIS is gonna get hairy.
*The Adama warps in the sister ship to the Freedom, along with it the 2nd fleet including the USS Spartacus *the new Federation escort.. The Freedom not far behind the vessels soon start engaging the Iconian fleet trapping the rebel Iconians... *

* Admiral Dorman a old hand at fleet engagements calmly feels at home...*

Dorman: Have the Spartacus bail out Taragi and take out squad 3 to assist.

Fartel: Aye sir.

*As she starts issuing the relayed orders.*

Dorman: Advance to 309.5 and issue Allen epsilon to all vessels in the wing to follow through.
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# 5672
03-10-2013, 04:21 PM
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*The Adama warps in the sister ship to the Freedom, along with it the 2nd fleet including the USS Spartacus *the new Federation escort.. The Freedom not far behind the vessels soon start engaging the Iconian fleet trapping the rebel Iconians... *

* Admiral Dorman a old hand at fleet engagements calmly feels at home...*

Dorman: Have the Spartacus bail out Taragi and take out squad 3 to assist.

Fartel: Aye sir.

*As she starts issuing the relayed orders.*

Dorman: Advance to 309.5 and issue Allen epsilon to all vessels in the wing to follow through.
OOC: Taragi is no where near the Battle, hence why he hasn't been blown to bits by now.

*The "Alliance" ships form up with the Dor'kat'a. On the Dor'kat'a's bridge, Taragi looks to his Engineer.*

Engineer: Warp Drive is back online, sir. The majority of the hull breaches have been sealed.

Taragi: That will be sufficient.

Helm, take us to the battle, Warp 12. I want to make sure our allies can keep up.

Helm: Aye, sir.

Taragi: Set Combat Alert throughout the ship.

*A high-pitched, bell-sounding klaxon sounds throughout the ship, signal Combat Alert (Battle stations) throughout the ship as the fleet jumps to Warp.*

We're going in.

*Deneb Sector. The Battle continues to rage as a burning Mothership rams into an opposing Mothership, tearing both ships apart. The Dar'kon is now burning, but still able to fight incredibly well. She's sparring with another Mothership, the two vessels teething into each other with their Main Cannons.

An Rebel Iconian Frigate is about to destroy a Loyalist Cruiser, until the Matthew Neilson warps in and fires several quantum-phased torpedoes into it, destroying it. The Matthew Neilson flies past, firing ZPCs at a Rebel Mothership, using the ZPBs to destroy the Frigates that try to strafe her.

(OOC: Keep in mind, these rebels have been fighting an Iconian Fleet of equal strength for some time, and the Alliance Fleet's intervention was unexpected. Now that the Rebels know that the Alliance is here, it's going to get much harder.)

The battle rages on for a few minutes, with Iconian Vessels being torched left and right. The Matthew Neilson is strafing a Mothership when a Secondary Beam shreds into her Saucer. They barely regain control before smashing into the Mothership's Hull.

Bridge. The bridge is burning, with crewmen abandoning their posts to extinguish the blaze engulfing the aft stations.*

Matt: Damage report!

Ops: We have a hull breach on decks 15 through 21!

Michelle *Over comm*: Sickbay to bridge!

Matt: Go ahead, Doctor!

*Sickbay. Dozens of injured personnel are on bio-beds, with more being treated at the walls, or lying dead in the same places. Crewmen are seen with cuts, lesions, plasma burns, radiation burns, normal burns, you name it. Michelle has blood over her uniform and her face is covered in sweat and dirt.*

Michelle: We need to get out of here, Captain! We're getting more wounded here than we can handle!

Matt *Over comm*: Do what you can, Doctor! I need everyone at their posts!

Michelle: Captain, everyone who's hear is here because they're CRITICAL! I've got people dying down here!

Matt *Over comm*: Understood! Stand by!

*Michelle runs over to a bio-bed, where a patient is convulsing.*

Michelle: We're losing him! 2CCs Cordrazine!

*A nurse throws her a hypo as she runs to an injured crewman stumbling in. Michelle sets the hypo and injects it into the patient. He doesn't stop convulsing, in fact, the convulsions become more violent.*

Restraining field!

*A restraining field activates, trying to keep the patient in place without hurting him. He starts coughing up blood.*

Turn it off around his face, or he's going to choke on his own blood!

*The patient suddenly stops, and his vitals flat-line. The critical alarm changes to a steady tone.*

No you don't! Cardio-stimulator, 10 micro-volts!

Now!

*The Stimulation causes the body to jump for a second as an electrical surge can be heard. He's still flat-lined.*

Again!

*Again, same result.*

Again!

Nurse: Doctor...

Michelle: AGAIN!

*Again, same result.*

Nurse: Doctor... he's gone.

*Michelle wipes her face, before closing his eyes.*

Michelle: Clear... clear the bio-bed.

*Suddenly, a pair of crewmen stagger in, one holding the other up. The crewman being held is unconscious and has blood trickling from his forehead with extreme burns on his face and uniform. The other crewman has blood on his charred uniform, and ashen dirt on his face, but looks otherwise okay.*

Crewman: DOCTOR!

*Michelle sees them and runs over, helping him hold his comrade up.*

Michelle: What happened?

Crewman: We were in the torpedo bay when a warhead exploded! He was close to the blast and...

I don't know if anyone else got out!

Michelle: Help me get him to the bio-bed!

*They set him down on a bio-bed as Michelle activates a Medical Tricorder and scans the badly burned crewman. She closes her eyes for a second, at the slow, steady tones. She looks at the crewman.*

I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.

Nurse, 5CCs Dermatoline.

*A nurse passes her a hypospray. She sets it, swallowing a bump in her throat, before moving to inject the patient.*

Crewman: Oh god...

*Michelle injects the hypo, and the vital monitor goes from a slow, steady series of tones, to a long single tone. He's flat-lined. Michelle closes her eyes and walks over to a wall, hitting it with her fist.

On the Bridge, the fires are getting worse and debris is all over the deck as the Ship is trying to escape.*

Matt: Helm, keep them off us!

Weapons: Incoming!

Matt: Evasive!

Helm: Sir, I can't! It's coming from 3 different directions!

Matt: All hands, brace for impact!

This is it!

*Suddenly, another Matthew Neilson Class ship flies in front of one of the blast, taking the hit with her shields.*

Helm: SIR! The Republic just took one of the hits for us!

Matt: Evasive! NOW! Get me the Republic's Captain!

*Sam comes on the viewscreen, her bridge clearly not as badly shot up (i.e. not shot up at all) as Matt's.*

Sam: Matt!

Matt: SAM!

What the hell are you doing here?!

Sam: Long story! I'll explain later! Get out of here!

Matt: You don't have to tell me twice!

Helm, warp 1, ENGAGE!

Helm: Sir, the structural integrity field won't take warp speed!

Matt: Then full impulse! GET US OUT OF HERE!

*The Matthew Neilson flies by the Republic as she enters the fray fresh for battle.

The I.C.S. Dor'kat'a is flying towards the Dar'kon and the opposing Mothership from above.*

Taragi: What is the status of the Dar'kon?

Tech: They have lost shields, and have taken extreme damage!

Taragi: And the other ship?

Tech: Their shields are down also, but they're fairing better.

Taragi: Target their power core! Fire!

*The Dor'kat'a fires her Main Battery into the Mothership, twice, before flying between the two ships. The Dar'kon fires her Main Battery also, before breaking off.*

Solara *Over Comm*: Taragi, thank the stars! It's good to see you!

*A smile creeps on Taragi's face.*

Taragi *amused*: Solara, if we survive this, we need to have a talk about the meaning of the words 'avoid combat'.

*Serious* I'm glad you're okay. Get your ship out of here! We'll finish this!

Solara *Over comm*: Understood!

*The Dar'kon moves out of the Combat Zone as the Dor'kat'a's Main Battery slams into the Mothership's lower hull.*

Taragi: Rebel ships, this is First Commander Taragi of the Iconian 3rd Fleet! You are ordered to surrender! Let us take on prisoners! You'll be treated--!

*A secondary beam slams into the shield creating a rumble on the bridge.*

Damn them! Fire!

*Suddenly, the rebels try to gate out. As the other ships move to stop them...*

NO! All ships, let them go! Do NOT cut them off! There's been enough killing today!

*The rebel ships get away. The Alliance fleet has taken a light beating, but those ships that are damaged, are damaged badly, like the Matthew Neilson.

The Iconian Loyalist Fleet has been shattered, with the hulks of dead ships littering the battle field. There are active, burning ships, and active ships that are missing massive chunks of their hull.

R.S.S. Republic, Bridge. Sam, David, and James stare out at the battlefield, stunned, and in Sam's case, horrified.*

Sam: Oh my god...

*OOC: Yes, I had an absolute BLAST writing this battle scene (no pun intended). Though, I will admit, I did say to myself writing the Matthew Neilson segment 'this doesn't seem like Republic Propaganda at all!' sarcastically.

But, I really like what I did with the sickbay scene. What do you think?*
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# 5673
03-10-2013, 04:35 PM
Jacob stands aboard the bridge. Looking out the viewport as a squad of fighters goes by he can feel something is wrong.

Jacob: all hands battle station. Prep all weapons anf seal all bulk heads and blast doors.

Sarah: what are you doing.

Jacob: something is wrong i can feel it I justdont know what.

Sarah looks at him a moment and smiles

Sarah: your right something is wrong.

She pulls out a.small detonator and presses the button as explosions rip through the ship. Jacob fights to keep his balance. And is attacked by the spy as well. He fires off a shot giving himself a moment to regain footing. When he looks up though she is gone. But he knows she is close. Suddenly a blast knocks him. again off his feet as he lands hard on the deck. He gets up as she points her rifle. at him again
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# 5674
03-10-2013, 04:36 PM
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*OOC: Yes, I had an absolute BLAST writing this battle scene (no pun intended). Though, I will admit, I did say to myself writing the Matthew Neilson segment 'this doesn't seem like Republic Propaganda at all!' sarcastically.

But, I really like what I did with the sickbay scene. What do you think?*
OOC: I kept thinking "The Doctor" through the whole thing, except the fist beating, because EMHs don't do that.

*The Black Phantom moves throughout the battlefield wreckage*

Voporak: That was quite a battle. Puss (yes, that's the very strange name of a medical doff I have in game, so I use him as the Phantom doctor here), offer any medical assistance you can to the damaged ships, if any.

OOC: It's a warship, after all, its sickbay is about the size of Voyager's and that's all it has.
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# 5675
03-10-2013, 05:30 PM
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OOC: Taragi is no where near the Battle, hence why he hasn't been blown to bits by now.

*The "Alliance" ships form up with the Dor'kat'a. On the Dor'kat'a's bridge, Taragi looks to his Engineer.*

Engineer: Warp Drive is back online, sir. The majority of the hull breaches have been sealed.

Taragi: That will be sufficient.

Helm, take us to the battle, Warp 12. I want to make sure our allies can keep up.

Helm: Aye, sir.

Taragi: Set Combat Alert throughout the ship.

*A high-pitched, bell-sounding klaxon sounds throughout the ship, signal Combat Alert (Battle stations) throughout the ship as the fleet jumps to Warp.*

We're going in.

*Deneb Sector. The Battle continues to rage as a burning Mothership rams into an opposing Mothership, tearing both ships apart. The Dar'kon is now burning, but still able to fight incredibly well. She's sparring with another Mothership, the two vessels teething into each other with their Main Cannons.

An Rebel Iconian Frigate is about to destroy a Loyalist Cruiser, until the Matthew Neilson warps in and fires several quantum-phased torpedoes into it, destroying it. The Matthew Neilson flies past, firing ZPCs at a Rebel Mothership, using the ZPBs to destroy the Frigates that try to strafe her.

(OOC: Keep in mind, these rebels have been fighting an Iconian Fleet of equal strength for some time, and the Alliance Fleet's intervention was unexpected. Now that the Rebels know that the Alliance is here, it's going to get much harder.)

The battle rages on for a few minutes, with Iconian Vessels being torched left and right. The Matthew Neilson is strafing a Mothership when a Secondary Beam shreds into her Saucer. They barely regain control before smashing into the Mothership's Hull.

Bridge. The bridge is burning, with crewmen abandoning their posts to extinguish the blaze engulfing the aft stations.*

Matt: Damage report!

Ops: We have a hull breach on decks 15 through 21!

Michelle *Over comm*: Sickbay to bridge!

Matt: Go ahead, Doctor!

*Sickbay. Dozens of injured personnel are on bio-beds, with more being treated at the walls, or lying dead in the same places. Crewmen are seen with cuts, lesions, plasma burns, radiation burns, normal burns, you name it. Michelle has blood over her uniform and her face is covered in sweat and dirt.*

Michelle: We need to get out of here, Captain! We're getting more wounded here than we can handle!

Matt *Over comm*: Do what you can, Doctor! I need everyone at their posts!

Michelle: Captain, everyone who's hear is here because they're CRITICAL! I've got people dying down here!

Matt *Over comm*: Understood! Stand by!

*Michelle runs over to a bio-bed, where a patient is convulsing.*

Michelle: We're losing him! 2CCs Cordrazine!

*A nurse throws her a hypo as she runs to an injured crewman stumbling in. Michelle sets the hypo and injects it into the patient. He doesn't stop convulsing, in fact, the convulsions become more violent.*

Restraining field!

*A restraining field activates, trying to keep the patient in place without hurting him. He starts coughing up blood.*

Turn it off around his face, or he's going to choke on his own blood!

*The patient suddenly stops, and his vitals flat-line. The critical alarm changes to a steady tone.*

No you don't! Cardio-stimulator, 10 micro-volts!

Now!

*The Stimulation causes the body to jump for a second as an electrical surge can be heard. He's still flat-lined.*

Again!

*Again, same result.*

Again!

Nurse: Doctor...

Michelle: AGAIN!

*Again, same result.*

Nurse: Doctor... he's gone.

*Michelle wipes her face, before closing his eyes.*

Michelle: Clear... clear the bio-bed.

*Suddenly, a pair of crewmen stagger in, one holding the other up. The crewman being held is unconscious and has blood trickling from his forehead with extreme burns on his face and uniform. The other crewman has blood on his charred uniform, and ashen dirt on his face, but looks otherwise okay.*

Crewman: DOCTOR!

*Michelle sees them and runs over, helping him hold his comrade up.*

Michelle: What happened?

Crewman: We were in the torpedo bay when a warhead exploded! He was close to the blast and...

I don't know if anyone else got out!

Michelle: Help me get him to the bio-bed!

*They set him down on a bio-bed as Michelle activates a Medical Tricorder and scans the badly burned crewman. She closes her eyes for a second, at the slow, steady tones. She looks at the crewman.*

I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.

Nurse, 5CCs Dermatoline.

*A nurse passes her a hypospray. She sets it, swallowing a bump in her throat, before moving to inject the patient.*

Crewman: Oh god...

*Michelle injects the hypo, and the vital monitor goes from a slow, steady series of tones, to a long single tone. He's flat-lined. Michelle closes her eyes and walks over to a wall, hitting it with her fist.

On the Bridge, the fires are getting worse and debris is all over the deck as the Ship is trying to escape.*

Matt: Helm, keep them off us!

Weapons: Incoming!

Matt: Evasive!

Helm: Sir, I can't! It's coming from 3 different directions!

Matt: All hands, brace for impact!

This is it!

*Suddenly, another Matthew Neilson Class ship flies in front of one of the blast, taking the hit with her shields.*

Helm: SIR! The Republic just took one of the hits for us!

Matt: Evasive! NOW! Get me the Republic's Captain!

*Sam comes on the viewscreen, her bridge clearly not as badly shot up (i.e. not shot up at all) as Matt's.*

Sam: Matt!

Matt: SAM!

What the hell are you doing here?!

Sam: Long story! I'll explain later! Get out of here!

Matt: You don't have to tell me twice!

Helm, warp 1, ENGAGE!

Helm: Sir, the structural integrity field won't take warp speed!

Matt: Then full impulse! GET US OUT OF HERE!

*The Matthew Neilson flies by the Republic as she enters the fray fresh for battle.

The I.C.S. Dor'kat'a is flying towards the Dar'kon and the opposing Mothership from above.*

Taragi: What is the status of the Dar'kon?

Tech: They have lost shields, and have taken extreme damage!

Taragi: And the other ship?

Tech: Their shields are down also, but they're fairing better.

Taragi: Target their power core! Fire!

*The Dor'kat'a fires her Main Battery into the Mothership, twice, before flying between the two ships. The Dar'kon fires her Main Battery also, before breaking off.*

Solara *Over Comm*: Taragi, thank the stars! It's good to see you!

*A smile creeps on Taragi's face.*

Taragi *amused*: Solara, if we survive this, we need to have a talk about the meaning of the words 'avoid combat'.

*Serious* I'm glad you're okay. Get your ship out of here! We'll finish this!

Solara *Over comm*: Understood!

*The Dar'kon moves out of the Combat Zone as the Dor'kat'a's Main Battery slams into the Mothership's lower hull.*

Taragi: Rebel ships, this is First Commander Taragi of the Iconian 3rd Fleet! You are ordered to surrender! Let us take on prisoners! You'll be treated--!

*A secondary beam slams into the shield creating a rumble on the bridge.*

Damn them! Fire!

*Suddenly, the rebels try to gate out. As the other ships move to stop them...*

NO! All ships, let them go! Do NOT cut them off! There's been enough killing today!

*The rebel ships get away. The Alliance fleet has taken a light beating, but those ships that are damaged, are damaged badly, like the Matthew Neilson.

The Iconian Loyalist Fleet has been shattered, with the hulks of dead ships littering the battle field. There are active, burning ships, and active ships that are missing massive chunks of their hull.

R.S.S. Republic, Bridge. Sam, David, and James stare out at the battlefield, stunned, and in Sam's case, horrified.*

Sam: Oh my god...

*OOC: Yes, I had an absolute BLAST writing this battle scene (no pun intended). Though, I will admit, I did say to myself writing the Matthew Neilson segment 'this doesn't seem like Republic Propaganda at all!' sarcastically.

But, I really like what I did with the sickbay scene. What do you think?*
*OOC: I liked it.. It was gritty and detailed. *

*The Federation segment did fare similar but the newer vessels did fare quite well some fair damage and few missing chunks of hull but they got a good measure of where they stand..*

Dorman: *rubs a knot on his head... slightly bloody. The rest of his crew have cuts and bruises from getting knocked around.. But the older model vessels did not fare all that well... A there are ships that are destroyed older vessels, but this was the first major test of the newly designed vessels.. Was a success but there are some flaws that need to be addressed.. *

Well Commander have rescue teams go out and recover their wounded..

Gestalt: Aye sir

Dorman: Also ask the Republic if they need help...

How did the Klingon's fare?

Werta'ka: Not too good... Heavy losses.

Dorman: *lowers his head.* Very well...

*OOC: USS Spartacus

Gladiator class

length nearly a mile long .995

Weaponry: Omega-Zeta Hybrid rapid fire cannons x10

Omega arrays x4

8 Zeta torpedo launchers variable yield..

*distinguishable feature*

Arms x2

* Can retract vibro blades that can penetrate shielding and can form a beam covering to cut deeper*

Warp speed threshold: Warp 40

Downsides has to keep moving as it doesn't have much in the way of defense but can sustain some hits..

Shields Omega shielding Mk XX

Light omega frame work

can be modified to carry bits for added firepower.
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# 5676
03-10-2013, 05:49 PM
*James as he watches the debris and the burning ships... He is in the middle of recalling a vision that he can't seem to see past... *

*OOC: If you guys wanna use the USS Spartacus you can.. Have some fun with it.*
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# 5677
03-10-2013, 07:06 PM
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*James as he watches the debris and the burning ships... He is in the middle of recalling a vision that he can't seem to see past... *

*OOC: If you guys wanna use the USS Spartacus you can.. Have some fun with it.*
*Sam is in her quarters, sleeping. She's tossing and turning in her bed, obviously having a nightmare.

She's seeing images - fire, burning cities.*

Voice: I can see it so clearly!

*Armies storm past, cutting down all in their way.*

Fire!

Fire and death!

*She sees a planet burned away.*

And it will be... glorious! Can you see it, Captain?

*She sees 2 red eyes in the black void, and begins falling into them.*

Can you see it?

*Sam wakes up with a scream. She's panting and sweating. The door chimes.*

Sam *distraught*: Come!

*Matt walks in, a woried expression on his face. He quickly walks over to Sam, sitting on her bed and placing a hand on hers.*

Matt: You okay?

Sam: Yes... no...

It was just a nightmare.

Matt: Tell me about it.

Sam: It was these... images. Cities burning... and-- and... that voice...

Those eyes...

Matt: It was just a dream.

Sam: No, you don't understand! I've been having... flashes... and everytime, it's of those eyes!

*Matt looks even more concerned now.*

Matt: How long have you been having these?

Sam: Not long.

Matt: Sam.

Sam: Months...

Matt: Months! Sam!

Sam: I know! I know!

*Matt sees fear and tears i n Sam's eyes. He pulls her into an embrace and she starts sobbing into her shoulder.*

Matt: Shh... it's gonna be okay. I'm right here.

Computer, seal doors.

I'm right here. Do you need anything?

Sam *sobbing*: Just... stay with me...

Matt: I'm not going anywhere.

*Matt cradles her in his arms. They stay like that for a few minutes before Sam calms down.*

Sam: Matt?

Matt: I'm here.

*He kisses her forehead.*

Sam: I have to tell you something.

*The Republic sits there, a beacon of light in her own corner of the dark.*

OOC: Okay, Allen, Logan, I think you've both guessed who our mysterious adversary in Sam's flashes is, so what I'd like to know is at what point did you figure it out? (Without spoiling it for Voporak, of course).
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# 5678
03-10-2013, 07:54 PM
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*Sam is in her quarters, sleeping. She's tossing and turning in her bed, obviously having a nightmare.

She's seeing images - fire, burning cities.*

Voice: I can see it so clearly!

*Armies storm past, cutting down all in their way.*

Fire!

Fire and death!

*She sees a planet burned away.*

And it will be... glorious! Can you see it, Captain?

*She sees 2 red eyes in the black void, and begins falling into them.*

Can you see it?

*Sam wakes up with a scream. She's panting and sweating. The door chimes.*

Sam *distraught*: Come!

*Matt walks in, a woried expression on his face. He quickly walks over to Sam, sitting on her bed and placing a hand on hers.*

Matt: You okay?

Sam: Yes... no...

It was just a nightmare.

Matt: Tell me about it.

Sam: It was these... images. Cities burning... and-- and... that voice...

Those eyes...

Matt: It was just a dream.

Sam: No, you don't understand! I've been having... flashes... and everytime, it's of those eyes!

*Matt looks even more concerned now.*

Matt: How long have you been having these?

Sam: Not long.

Matt: Sam.

Sam: Months...

Matt: Months! Sam!

Sam: I know! I know!

*Matt sees fear and tears i n Sam's eyes. He pulls her into an embrace and she starts sobbing into her shoulder.*

Matt: Shh... it's gonna be okay. I'm right here.

Computer, seal doors.

I'm right here. Do you need anything?

Sam *sobbing*: Just... stay with me...

Matt: I'm not going anywhere.

*Matt cradles her in his arms. They stay like that for a few minutes before Sam calms down.*

Sam: Matt?

Matt: I'm here.

*He kisses her forehead.*

Sam: I have to tell you something.

*The Republic sits there, a beacon of light in her own corner of the dark.*

OOC: Okay, Allen, Logan, I think you've both guessed who our mysterious adversary in Sam's flashes is, so what I'd like to know is at what point did you figure it out? (Without spoiling it for Voporak, of course).
*OOC: Is it who I think it is though.. The red eyes are a dead give away... Though... I wonder how... Hopefully its explained.
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# 5679
03-11-2013, 12:17 AM
Explosions continue to go off around the ship but he is not focused on that he is focused on the two beings moving on him.

He slowly raises his arm again prepatring to fire the two beings dodge the shot and return fire one blast catching jacob in the center of his chest sending him flying into a nearby wall. And he slowly again gets up as spars emit from major parts in his suit.

Jacob: rolan get ready to fire micro torpedo.

Roland: sorry all weapons are offline.

Jacob draws both of the knives he recieved from hood when they where on the planet and takes a battle stance. he sees the look in there eyes. They dont fear him and are going to enjoy this.

They move quickly faster then a normal human would but his suits sensors and his own mental powers give him a slight edge. The battle goes on for about 30 min and then jacob lands a lethal blow to one of the imposters. he sees the shock in the attackers eyes amazed that a mere human could land such a lethal blow. Jacobs joy is short lived as he is hit again by the other attacker. He looks down and sees the enemys blade in his chest. He manages to twist around and throws his knife into his other attacker. As hos attacker falls jacob falls against the wall . Blood making a trail and a small pool around him. As he passes out Commander sarah and a maco team enter the room. The macos surround the attackers and sarah runs over to jacob and calls for a medical team.

A few hours later sarah is standing in the ned bay.

Sarah: Doctor what is his status

Dr. Tivan : His wounds are severe he has heavy wounds and major blood loss. I am still trying to see how extensive the internal damage is.But his augmentation and his normal stuborn attitude is what is keeping him alive for now.

Sarah: keep me posted doctor.

She takes a oment and looks into the med bay. Reports keep coming in all over as repair crews keep trying to repair the damage that was done and now the man they need more then ever is out of the field for awile.

Roland appears in the turbolift as she goes to the bridge

Roland: he will make it ma'am I know he will

Sarah: roland i want security to get the prisoner ready for questions once we get everything done.
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Explosions continue to go off around the ship but he is not focused on that he is focused on the two beings moving on him.

He slowly raises his arm again prepatring to fire the two beings dodge the shot and return fire one blast catching jacob in the center of his chest sending him flying into a nearby wall. And he slowly again gets up as spars emit from major parts in his suit.

Jacob: rolan get ready to fire micro torpedo.

Roland: sorry all weapons are offline.

Jacob draws both of the knives he recieved from hood when they where on the planet and takes a battle stance. he sees the look in there eyes. They dont fear him and are going to enjoy this.

They move quickly faster then a normal human would but his suits sensors and his own mental powers give him a slight edge. The battle goes on for about 30 min and then jacob lands a lethal blow to one of the imposters. he sees the shock in the attackers eyes amazed that a mere human could land such a lethal blow. Jacobs joy is short lived as he is hit again by the other attacker. He looks down and sees the enemys blade in his chest. He manages to twist around and throws his knife into his other attacker. As hos attacker falls jacob falls against the wall . Blood making a trail and a small pool around him. As he passes out Commander sarah and a maco team enter the room. The macos surround the attackers and sarah runs over to jacob and calls for a medical team.

A few hours later sarah is standing in the ned bay.

Sarah: Doctor what is his status

Dr. Tivan : His wounds are severe he has heavy wounds and major blood loss. I am still trying to see how extensive the internal damage is.But his augmentation and his normal stuborn attitude is what is keeping him alive for now.

Sarah: keep me posted doctor.

She takes a oment and looks into the med bay. Reports keep coming in all over as repair crews keep trying to repair the damage that was done and now the man they need more then ever is out of the field for awile.

Roland appears in the turbolift as she goes to the bridge

Roland: he will make it ma'am I know he will

Sarah: roland i want security to get the prisoner ready for questions once we get everything done.
*Roosevelt, Bridge. Coulson is dealing with reports coming in on about 50 different things, from missing crewman to atmospheric pressure anomalies.

U.S.S. Dresden. Hill and Tucker are talking in the Mess Hall. Hill is wearing a black Starfleet Undershirt.*

Tucker: I have to admit, I'm still a little sceptical about all this.

Hill: Captain, I've given you all the answers I have.

Tucker: Of course. If you don't mind, I do still have some quest--

Crewman *Over comm*: Security to Captain Tucker!

Tucker: Go ahead!

Crewman *Over comm*: Sir, I just found Ensign Daniels in the Jefferies Tubes. He's dead. Looks like murder.

Tucker: Tucker to all decks! Red Alert! We have a murder on board!

*The Red Alert Klaxon sounds. Tucker and Hill stand.*

Sorry.

Hill: It's fine.

*Tucker walks out, headed for the Jefferies Tubes.*
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