The Boneyard Pt2

Posted on Wed May 10th, 2017 @ 12:02pm by Commander Jonathan Roebuck IV & Colonel Danny Lennox & Lieutenant Nick Archer & Master Chief Petty Officer Mark Branson & First Ramata`tar & Captain Andre DaSilvor & Brigadier General David Hurd Sr & Captain R'nard Lokran & Captain Jack Solomon & Major Patrick McMichaels & Major Edward Maxwell & Commander Hades,MD & Commander Dalenna Coolidge - DaSilvor & Lieutenant Zhao Quan & Lieutenant David Hurd Jr & 1st Lieutenant Jericho Alexander & Sergeant Calthier & Lieutenant Thomas Locke & Lieutenant Ariel Gilmore & Lieutenant Catherine Mclintock & Lieutenant JG Dye Heron & Lieutenant JG Marshall Robinson & Ensign Brandy Ragen

2,439 words; about a 12 minute read

Mission: Episode 94 - Return to Rashanar
Location: Various Ships
Timeline: MD2 1145hrs, Following "The Boneyard Pt1"

ON:

Battle Site

Gunther and his flight, along with Jericho's flight, maintained observation distance from the scavengers, even as the ship to ship comm traffic got interesting. Acting both professionally, and as a Junior Officer, he stayed out of that "Battle". It also worried him that their backup was tied up, and that no one was paying attention to the scavengers, except for the fighters. His thoughts were interrupted by a warning tone from his dash. "Weapons lock, we have a weapons lock. All fighters, Break Break Break!"

The four eagles in Gunther's wing broke formation, and commenced evasive action, trying to break the pirate weapons lock.

"Wolfman, with me" he ordered as the 2 pair of Valkyrie came about, locking phasers.


USS Ark Royal, Bridge

Jack was sat in the Conn as the last of the Engineering teams finished up on the USS Winchester. Fortunately the teams had not come across too many problems and retrieved a lot of data from the wounded starship.

"Sir? I'm reading a condition of Red Alert on the USS Falcon... I'm picking up on sensors that our fighters have engaged several of the pirate ships in the field," she reported.

Jack stood up for a second and wondered what the hell was happening. "Send a message to the Conqueror to see if assistance is required...in the mean time we move on to our next hull once the teams are aboard," he ordered.


Conqueror Bridge

Dalenna answered the Ark Royal back, letting them know that they had it under control. She looked over at Andre who was looking very upset right now but there was nothing she could do for him. He began to give further orders, "Stand by, Ark Royal."

Andre swore for the umpteenth time that day, "Helm full impulse, and get us over there now. All personnel, Red Alert!. Shields up, arm phasers and photon torpedoes. Do not use quantum torpedoes, I want those ships intact not in pieces. Comms. Let the other ships know we are going to engage, and they are to remain on station.. No! Belay that. Tell them to recover their teams and follow us. Tell them to target engines and weapons. I want those ships knocked out, not destroyed. Also pass on my message about photons only, not quantum torpedoes. Kearsarge to escort the Mercy, in case it gets really ugly." He stopped talking and let his officers get on with their tasks. In his head, he was thinking about the last few minutes wasted time.. 'Damn you, Colonel. If anymore of our people die today, it is on your head', he thought. The time wasted sorting out the Falcons CO had cost them time to get to the fighters, and that could yet cost lives.

As his officers went about their tasks, Andre's thoughts turned to his own performance in dealing with the Colonel. Damn it, he thought. I should have just locked him up and got over to the fighters. But hindsight is nearly always 20/20 vision.

"Weapons and shields raised, Captain.", Lt Hurd said glancing across his console.

Andre smiled, "Engage when ready, Lt. Lets remind them that the Federation don't take kindly to grave robbers."

"So be it." said R'nard. He watched and waited. "Sirr, I couldn't get hold of the Admiral. I'm not sure what is wrong with communications."

Andre looked at R'nard, "Very well, R'nard. Leave it for now, we'll sort it out when we get back. In the mean time hope that the Colonel continues to follow orders."


Falcon Bridge

As soon as Hurd got the signal he said, "Raise our weapons, shields, lock on targets, and prepare to fire, also lay down cover for our fighters!!!", Hurd said banging his fist down on a nearby console, swearing at DaSilvor under his Breath.

A voice from somewhere on the bridge replied back, "Weapons armed and targets locked, shields are up".


Battle Site

"Frogger, you have a torp coming up your six!" Gunther, who has been jinking his fighter for the last 40 seconds, as the photon torpedo chased him, managed to say, "Thanks Weasel!" He moved his throttle to maximum to get some distance on the torpedo before cutting his thrust, and spinning his ship 180 degrees to face to torpedo. Manually targeting the glowing menace, he managed to get off a burst from his pulse phasers, detonating the torpedo. The blast wave shook his little ship, reducing his shields by 40 percent. Throttling back up, he looked around to make sure his wing mates were unscathed. Then he noticed one of the Hawks, probably confident that the fighters were one of the few enemies that it out sized, approached Gunther's flight. "Weasel, I am going to cut right in front of that Hawk to draw fire. You other three smoke her engines, phasers only." "Roger that Frogger." Gunther only had one chance of this with 60 percent shield power. Keeping to his word, he cut right across the bow of the Hawk, at a distance of 30 meters. Fortunately for Gunther, none of her disruptor fire connected with his eagle. As the hawk made a hard to port to keep Gunther in its firing arch, the other three eagles fired on the hawk's impulse and warp engines. The combined pulse phaser fire made short work of the hawk's shields, and propulsion systems. Weasel to Frogger, one hawk dead in space." Gunther then ordered, "Eagle Flight, pull back and regroup."

flying into the middle of the fight, Hurd opened a channel and said, "Fighters, this is Falcon actual, coming up on your 12, ready to engage targets".

"Frogger to Falcon Actual, there is one disabled Hawk behind us. There weapons might be hot, but they are not going anywhere. Beyond that, you have one more Hawk, a Corvette, and a Dagger." Gunther said, as his four Eagles reformed around the Falcon. "Fenris, where are you?"

Jericho was trying to keep his wing intact. The other Hawk decided not to wait for an invitation but opened up instead. "Alexander to Conqueror. All birds intact. The other Hawk wanted to play as well. Sorry Frogger. They didn't wait for weapons lock" he said.

"I am just glad ya'll did not get flamed by pirates Fenris." Gunther managed to joke back.

Being larger than the Falcon, Conqueror arrived slightly behind it. Seeing that the smaller ships were being dealt with, the Conqueror targeted the larger ships. The crew had their orders and were busy taking the fight to the Corvette and Dagger. Andre spoke to the comms officer, "Jam all their communication, Lt. Let them all eat static"

Looking in horror behind the fighting going and being unaware the COMM channel was still open between the Starfleet vessels and Fighters, Hurd's eyes grew wide as he said, "Dear god, they were looting the Paris Island...".

Henry looked at the Colonel. "Just give us the word, and we will beam aboard her."

Weasel had a startled look on his face when he heard Colonel Hurd's last comm traffic. "Frogger, did the Colonel just say...?" "Yes he did," Gunther said abruptly. The Paris Island. The ongoing Marine symbol for sacrifice in space. At the moment, Gunther did not recall his last orders, or the current ROE. "Frogger to Eagle flight. Full weapons free. Attack pattern Delta 5. Let's scratch their paint. Punch is boys." The four eagles pulled away from the Falcon rapidly, and approached the closest large target, the dagger. Rage overcame the marine pilots, eclipsing their fear of the dagger's armaments...


Conqueror Bridge

His voice straining in anger, Lt. Hurd said, "Captain, the ship they were looting, it was the Paris Island".....

Andre grimaced, "What? Make to all ships 'It is imperative that we only disable those ships. They are looting the Paris Island'. Helm, bring us about and head towards the Paris Island. If nothing else we will prevent them from taking more from her. Full Impulse. Weapons, I want those ships stopped and disabled. "


Falcon Bridge

Looking up at the screen, Colonel Hurd noticed through the fighting that one of the Hawk class ships was on a direct collision course for the Conqueror. He quickly yelled out, "All weapons target that ship!!!", as he ran to helm console and shoved the crewman manning it out of the way, and maneuvered the Falcon between the Hawk and the Conqueror.

Just as the hawk began to erupt Deb shoved all the power at the shields.. It was next to too late..

Henry just stared at the main viewer with concern.

Patrick would wait no longer. He put up his sword, straightened his uniform and returned to the Bridge.

Calthier hung on as they went into battle.

Like some other others, Lennox had remained out of the way, he still wasn't happy about earlier events...but that was then, now they were trying to save lives an no amount of insubordination from earlier would stop him from helping.

"You're relieved." He said to the person manning Tactical. Taking over the position Lennox ran a quick scan, locked on weapons, and fired.

The weapons fire blew the ship to shreds mere feet from the Falcon, the debris impacting the shields. The helm console where Colonel Hurd was seated exploded, throwing him across the Bridge and slamming him into his command chair.

Henry ran to the fallen Colonel, and check his vitals. The Colonel was non-responsive, and bleeding from where pieces of the console hit him. He also had some burns on him. He then pressed the comm button on the captain's chair, "Medical emergency, Bridge!" He then has another passing thought. "Major McMichael, report to the Bridge ASAP!"

Deb barely covered her face as she jolted forward into her console.. Slumping to the floor.. Amir who'd clung to Deb's side. Immediately injected Deb with a booster.. The bridge was intact but sparks were flying here and there.. She pushed herself up.. Took a quick look.. "We're hammered but Ok!!" She yelled.. out to whoever was taking charge.. "Shields intact,, manuevering good, weapons good!!..." She took a deep breathe...

Henry looked at Deb, "Captain, until Major McMichaels comes to the Bridge, you are in charge right now. Orders?"

Deb took a deep breath as she spun around.. "Get moving evasive patterns.. Get a full scan NOW!! She jumped across her chair and curled into the center seat. "Let everyone know we're still in This..." Damned blood thirst bastards..

Patrick stepped onto the Bridge and sat in the command chair. "Captain Casion, give me a full tactical scan. Make those bastards bleed " he ordered.

Deb leaped back into her seat, "Fuckers?!! They're going after the Paris Island?!!" It seemed if they couldn't have it they were trying to deny anyone... Than she noticed something.. "Dammit!! She hooked in the fleet comm.. "All ships watch it.. they have Romulan type 21 disruptors!?!?!!!" No wonder the Marines had taken a beating that heavy a weapon on that maneuverable a platform?!?!!

"Running tactical scans now." Lennox spoke up from Tactical.


Conqueror

Andre watched the Falcon maneuver across the flight path of the Conqueror. Too late they all saw the Hawk rushing towards them. On board the Conqueror the blinding explosion of the Hawk prevented everyone from seeing what happened next. As he watched the debris of the Hawk drift away, they also saw the Falcon spinning out of control.

Andre turned to the comm officer, "Get me a report on the condition of the Falcon", then he turned back to the screen, "Get us over to the Paris Island and start scanning her"


Falcon Bridge

"Major McMichaels to Captain DaSilvor. Shields are holding and weapons are ready " he said.


Conqueror Bridge

Andre listened as the message came over the bridge loudspeakers. He looked around at Dalenna and Lt Hurd, "Major McMichaels? The Colonel was adamant that he was going to install another officer as XO".

Dalenna just quietly sighed.

Andre tapped his comm badge, "DaSilvor, here Major. What is your status?"

"Colonel Hurd has been injured and taken to Sickbay, Sir" Patrick replied

Andre grimaced, "Keep me informed of his condition, Major. Re-enter the battle as soon as you are ready. I want those ships disabled so that we can board them and recover anything they have taken."


Falcon Bridge

"Aye Captain" Patrick responded then turned to Deborah. "Captain Casion, your thoughts?" He asked her.

It took longer than it should have to get the Falcon under control.. Deb was sick of it all.. "Come on girl your Brand new get your shit wired!!" She demanded of the Falcon.. When it finally got level again they were nearly a million kilometers off the battle!!??


Battle Site

The aiming reticule on Gunther's HUD formed around the dagger. When it became a solid green, he let off 3 out of his six torpedoes. His wing mates followed suit. The eagles then went full throttle past the dagger whose weapons miraculously failed to connect with any of Gunther's ships. The twelve micro quantum torpedoes dropped the dagger's shields down to almost nothing. Some of the blast managed to produce some minor damage on its hull. "That got his attention Frogger," exclaimed Weasel. But Gunther was less celebratory, due to the fact that the dagger started to pursue the fighters. "Hell with another pass. Make a bee line to the Conqueror now!" The eagle formation made a hard turn back towards the Conqueror. "Frogger to Conqueror, heading right for you with a very angry dagger on our tails!"

Jericho lit up as much as he could. Even with backup, they were being challenged. He exhausted his torpedoes and went to straight guns. "Frogger. I'm being tailed by another. Bastard came out of nowhere" he said, flanking right.


Conqueror Bridge

Andre motioned to Dalenna and Lt Hurd, "Provide the fighters with covering fire and make that ship sorry it's even in the quadrant." He walked over to Major Maxwell, "Have your men stay close to the Conqueror, as soon as we get a break we'll take them back on board."

"Yes Sir." Dalenna answered.

"Understood sir, permission to load quantum torpedos?"

Andre looked at the screen, then back at Major Maxwell. He nodded, "Granted. Take those ships out, we will board what's left to recover everything they have taken."

R'nard held tightly to his seat. This was going to get hairy.

"By your orders.' Ed nodded. Unless his birds were damaged or needed rearmed, he saw no reason to pull them out of the fight.


tbc....

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