Forwarded by the ASC-VSO Posted: Tue, 03 Feb 2004 18:18:05 GMT In: alt.startrek.creative From: "Jay P Hailey" JayPHailey@comcast.net Title: Star Trek: Outwardly Mobile Author: Jay P Hailey (JayPHailey@hotmail.com) Series: MISC - TNG OCs Codes: None Part: 20/335(?) Rating:[PG] Archive: Fine with me, just tell me where. Disclaimer: Paramount owns all things Star Trek. I claim Original Characters and Situations for me. Webpage HTTP://jayphailey.8m.com The Dorians and the Sixians By Jay P. Hailey And Dennnis Washburn It was getting late and my eyes were getting heavy from all the reading, when alarms went off. Klaxons announced some disaster in the offing. Metal shutters rolled down over the windows of our quarters. I went and got my comm-badge and jacket out of the wardrobe as Tillean, Stephanie and McTague came into the main room. "Report." I said Stephanie said "I don't know what the alert is for, Captain. There are no signs of any disorder on scans by my tricorder." Tillean and McTague were equally in the dark. "Well then, let's go find out." I grabbed my phaser and holster and attached the to my uniform. The other four got their equipment settled and we left the guest quarters. Jeoj was right outside. "I beg forgiveness, Sirs! The Ambassador requests that you remain in your quarters for the duration of the emergency." He bowed to the floor and held it there. "Very good Jeoj. Where's the Ambassador?" I said. "He is in the bunker, Sir!" Jeoj shouted into the carpet. "On your feet Jeoj, and take us to him." "But, he said..." "Noted and logged! Now take us to him!" I barked. The servant jumped to his feet and scurried down the corridor. I was forced to walk briskly to keep up. The three officers followed me. Jeoj led us into the bowels of the Palace where thick walls of some sort of reinforced concrete held a huge door made of metal. There was a panel beside the door. Jeoj scurried up and keyed the panel. "I beg forgiveness, Sir! The guests request entrance!" Then he bowed to the floor again and stayed there. The door made several strong sounding clunking noises and rolled open on a motorized track. The Ambassador peeked out and said "Dismissed" to Jeoj and then waved us in. The door slid shut and my ears popped. Then several strong sounding clunks came from the door. "You were asked to stay in your quarters, Captain." The Ambassador sounded irritated. "I apologize for the inconvenience, Sir. I need to ascertain the nature of the emergency and the possible threat to my ship." He grunted "I'm certain your ship is in no danger." We entered a situation room. It had large view screens covering some of the walls. Information was displayed everywhere. The focus was the Dorian solar system. On several of the situation monitors I could see a representation of another starship heading into the Dorian System at warp two. I hit my comm-badge. "Hailey to Harrier." There was no answer. I hit it again. "Hailey to Harrier!" I looked at the Ambassador. He was looking right at me. "The bunker is shielded. Your signals won't get through." "I must reach my ship and warn them. Who is that coming?" "It is the Sixians. I cannot let you contact your ship with out some assurance that you are not in league with them." "You have me as a hostage. Do you need something else?" He considered it for a moment. "No, that should be sufficient. However, that requires that if your ship makes a move hostile to us, that I kill you." He made the threat with matter of fact malice. I looked him in the face. He had me cold and he knew it. "I agree." He waved to a control panel off on one wall. "That communications system should be able to reach your ship." I went and opened a channel the Harrier "Hailey to Harrier." Li'ira's voice came back calm and collected "Captain. It is good to hear from you. We have been trying to raise you for twenty minutes." I shot a look at the Ambassador. We had been in the bunker for less than five minutes. He shrugged. I guessed it wouldn't have been much of an official palace without some sort of shielding. "We are all right here. Report your condition." I said "Queen to Queen's level three." Li'ira said. I was confused. It was some sort of three dimensional chess move, but I didn't know why she would bring it up now, or why it would sound familiar. "Harrier, I didn't get that last transmission, please say again?" "Queen to Queen's level three." Li'ira emphasized. "Er..." Why was she?.... It sounded familiar. Had I heard it before? Where might I have heard it, before? I looked at my officers but they seemed just as confused as I was. Then it hit me. History! "Queen to King's level one." I responded. I would have to talk with Li'ira about checking codes with me before hand. I almost hadn't remembered Kirk and Spock using that code on Elba II a hundred years ago. "Thank you Captain! We are in good shape, no change since you left. We have an intruder on the scope, heading inbound at warp two. Estimate eighty minutes until contact. We are monitoring an increased state of readiness in the Dorian Military, and four of their ships have turned and are attempting to intercept the intruder." "Give me a tactical analysis." I said. "Working," The line went silent as Li'ira talked to the bridge officers. "Negative Captain, not enough data on the intruder, but Ensign Zuma guesses that the Dorians are outclassed. The intruder has warp drive and they don't." "Keep me apprized." I ordered. Then I left the communications console and approached the Ambassador. "Who are the Sixians?" I asked. The Ambassador sighed bitterly. "They are pirates and raiders. We don't know where they come from, or why they decided to come here. When they first appeared, we thought they might be friends like the Gallowayans or maybe yourself." "But, they weren't." I prompted. "They destroyed the ships we sent to meet them. They attacked all three planets that we inhabit in the system. After looting, pillaging and causing wanton destruction on all three they discovered that our mining facilities on the innermost planet refined some sort of rare mineral." "Ever since then, a Sixian ship will appear every few months to raid our mining colony. They don't raid us often enough to stop our production entirely, but they do cost lives and money every time they appear." For half an hour we watched the Sixian ship bear down on the Dorian system. A patrol boat was in position to intercept them. As the ranges closed we watched. The impulse powered ships of the Dorians crawled compared even to the weak warp speed of the Sixian raider. Nevertheless, there was one closing. Then the Dorian ship exploded. There was no reason for it as far as the sensors of the Dorians could determine, but I could read it in the spectrum of the explosion. Gamma rays and all other radiation heavily blue shifted. I guessed a primitive anti-matter torpedo. "Can we do anything to help?" I asked. "Yes. Teach us of the faster than light drives and weapons that you possess. With those would could defend ourselves, handily." "I'm sorry. I can't do that right now..." It was an awful thing to have to say. "Maybe my ship can talk to them and find a peaceful solution?" He was bitter, but I saw a glimmer of hope. "You are welcome to try." I went to the communications system "Hailey to Harrier." "Captain, I have been trying to raise you for ten minutes. The intruder has engaged and destroyed a Dorian patrol boat. They used a warp powered antimatter missile." "Save it." I said "Intercept and hail the intruder. We are offering the Dorians our protection. Find out what the intruder wants and open negotiations, if possible. If necessary, stop the intruder. Use of force is authorized as per regulations." Li'ira said "Aye, Sir. Shall we beam you up?" "No," I said looking at the Ambassador. He looked back meaningfully. "I think you've got it in hand." "Yes, Captain. Harrier out." Li'ira closed the channel. I turned to the Ambassador "Can you upload what you know of the Sixians to my ship? Anything you know will be helpful." The Ambassador said "I will see what I can do." He went off to confer with his subordinates. -*- Li'ira said "Hail Dorian space control and request permission to break orbit." Ensign Zuma, now at the tactical station, said "Aye, Sir." A moment later he said "Permission granted, Commander." Li'ira turned to Ensign Spaat, and said "Set course and engage. Go to warp three as soon as we are clear of Doria III." "Aye, Sir." Spaat replied as he programmed the instructions into his panel. As the Harrier began to move, Li'ira said "Time to intercept?" "Five minutes, thirty three seconds, Sir." Spaat said. "Go to yellow alert and hail the intruder." "Aye, sir." Zuma said. "Analysis?" Li'ira said to Harksain Varupuchu, the third in command. "I have never encountered anything like this." Varupuchu reported from the science station. He viewed a scan of the intruder. "I am running a sensor diagnostic, now. Unless I miss my guess the intruder roughly matches the technology of the Andorian Colonial Period or Earth's Romulan War." Varupuchu said. "Let me know what else you find out." Li'ira said. "Unknown Ship, Unknown Ship, please respond. This is the Federation starship Harrier. We are on a mission of peaceful contact, please respond." Zuma said into the communications system. Three minutes passed. "Any response?" Li'ira asked. "No, Commander." Zuma said "Tactical analysis." Varupuchu responded "They have primitive missiles and laser systems. None of this poses any danger to us. I am reading a larger energy cannon of some sort, but I don't have any clear scans of it, yet." "The Intruder Vessel is primitive. I speculate that they can make Warp 3 or 4 at maximum. Their shields are up, but weak. I have already scanned for shield frequencies and we can now target our phasers against their weak spots. Their shields should be ineffective." "Sir? Excuse me?" Zuma said, stunned. "I have already scanned their shield frequencies, Ensign." Varupuchu said dryly. "That should take longer, even for primitive shields, Sir. Are you positive?" Zuma said. Varupuchu shot Zuma a disapproving look. "I am quite positive, Ensign. Commander, while the Ensign may have been insubordinate, he is correct. I have rarely seen shields so poorly executed." Li'ira said "Really? Good! So what's the analysis?" "The Computer estimates that we should be able to destroy them utterly with no loss of life for the Harrier and a 40% chance of minor damage to the ship." Li'ira grinned. "Lovely. Thank you Mr. Varupuchu." "Coming out of warp. Contact in one minute." Spaat reported. "Open hailing frequencies." Li'ira said. --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. 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