Forwarded by the ASC-VSO Posted: Sun, 15 Feb 2004 22:25:33 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: 24/335(?) 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 We had passed the Sixian raider a short distance outside the Dorian system. He was only making warp three and at that rate it would take him weeks or months to make it anywhere. Our long range sensors were orders of magnitude better than his, so we were able to shadow him and record his precise heading. At warp six we made it to the Sixian starbase that afternoon. It was less than a light year from the Dorian system. Varupuchu was livid at having missed it. The Sixians weren't mentioned in any of the information we had gotten from the Gallowayans, so I suppose we had taken for granted that there was nothing there that they didn't know of. We trundled right up to the Sixian starbase, and hailed it as bold as brass. There were five large starships docked to the starbase they were bigger and heavier than the Harrier, but they were simply bigger versions of the small raider ship that we had defeated earlier. They were frightening on a whole different level. -*- "I am Captain Hailey, commanding the Federation starship Harrier. We are on a peaceful mission of exploration. We wish friendly contact. Will you speak with us?" The cave man like Sixian on the screen was, evidently the starbase commander, since he was older, going gray, and had numerous scars. It took him a while to sort out what I had said. Varupuchu and Spaat poured over the sensors, gathering data about the Sixians. "Uh.... Sure! We be friends!" He grinned broadly showing all the teeth he had left. "Surrender now, and we be good friends." "Ah, no, we really wouldn't like that." I said "Maybe we could just talk like this for a while, until we learn more about each other." "No, Really! It be okay! C'mon over." His grin was greedy and feral. "Where is your Home world?" I asked. I caught Stephanie waving at me. She stayed out of pickup range while signaling that the Sixians were manning their dreadnoughts. "We not tell you! You not attack us!" "No, no no!" I had to fight to keep the grin off my face "We not attack you, we just want to be friends." "Err. Come to me and I tell you!" Said the base commander. "No" I grinned. I couldn't help it the Sixians were worse than the Pakleds. Keeping a straight face was just too hard for me. "I not go to you." The base commanders' face screwed up in a scowl. It took him two and half beats to get it. "YOU MAKE FUN OF US!!" He bellowed, and his rage was terrible to behold. He looked truly dangerous. But he was stuck with a group of crappy, death trap starships. I whooped. I couldn't help it. Laughing, I gasped "No, really..." But there was no stopping him now "I KILL YOU!!" The Base Commander raged "I EAT YOU HEART!!" Stephanie mercifully cut contact at that point. Wiping tears from eyes, I said "Status of the Sixian ships?" Varupuchu's tone was brittle as he said "There are four operational starship in that cluster. The fifth is not complete, and won't be for some weeks. They are now powering up as quickly as possible." "I wonder why?" I said rhetorically. "Helm, One quarter impulse along heading 270 mark 15, engage." The Harrier began to crawl away from the Sixian starbase. "Captain, I have encrypted messages from the Sixian base, they aren't aimed us, but to objects out of our current sensor range." Tillean reported. Reinforcements? Probably. "The Sixian ships are moving. Target three is clearing the base. Targets one and two are now clear. Ahem." I looked to see Varupuchu blinking rapidly. His face seemed a little bluer. "Target four is out of action, as well as the starbase." He said. "Really?" I encouraged. "Target four crashed into the base and has sustained significant hull damage. The base itself is moderately damaged, and they won't be using that bay for quite some time." He took a breath and regained his composure. The Harrier was forced to go to half impulse to stay ahead of the Sixian dreadnoughts. They boosted on raw drive plasma, spewed out behind them like rocket exhaust. They were quite serious about getting the Harrier too, because they cranked up the temperature of their drive plasma too high and irradiated themselves doing it. Two of the Sixians prepared to go to warp. I bet that they would try a short warp burst to get ahead of us, and then go sublight to cut us off and engage us. I took the Harrier to warp one as they were about to engage their warp drives. The speed was a slow crawl. I doubted that we had actually flown the Harrier for any great amount of time at warp one until that point. Soon all three dreadnoughts were making warp two and were about to get within range to launch their warp speed antimatter missiles at us. I took us to warp two. The Sixians held warp two and then went to warp three. Just as we went to warp three to keep the chase going, we sighted two new Sixian dreadnoughts on a heading to cut us off. It would have taken a couple of hours for the formation to form up. I ordered the Harrier to warp three point five. It was an odd number and a strain on our engines, but not too bad, and I wanted to see what the Sixians would do. The four Sixian dreadnoughts behind us tried to match our speed. They varied up and down between warp three point two to warp three point seven. They simply could not hold a steady speed. Varupuchu called me over to his station. "Captain, I think you should see this." I went and looked. I have never seen warp fields doing that before, and Ghod willing, I will not again. The warp fields of the Sixian ships were writhing like love sick amoebas. Their warp fields were not too hot to start out with, but they were on the verge of starting a wormhole, or imploding their ships. Their engine nacelles were glowing with visible light, they were so overheated. It looked as though we were moments away from baiting them into an accident. The antimatter detonation, if one of those nightmare ships lost containment, could damage the Harrier, even if all their intentional efforts could not. "Go to warp six, please Ensign Spaat." I ordered in as calm a voice as I could muster. The Harrier leapt ahead of the Sixian pursuers and soon left their sensor ranges. None of the Sixians ships actually detonated, but they all lost warp capability soon after we left. -*- Later Spaat and Varupuchu came to an interesting conclusion. Using the excellent scans of individual Sixians they were able to gather, they concluded that the Sixians were an artificial race. Their explanation sounded good as far as I could follow it. Tillean and Dr. Flynn independently confirmed their results later. The Sixians were an artifact of an advanced and callous race. Had they been abandoned to rise back to star flight on their own? It would take someone other than me to figure it out. -*- After wards we set course for that last planet on the Gallowayan trade route towards home. It was called Gerard's World. -*- --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.588 / Virus Database: 372 - Release Date: 2/13/2004 -- Stephen Ratliff ASC Stories Only Forwarding In the Pattern Buffer at: http//trekiverse.crosswinds.net/feed/ Yahoo! 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