<USS Eagle> Prlogue - "The Checkov"

  • From: Lukas <CaptFyrstk@xxxxxxx>
  • To: usseagle@xxxxxxxxxxxxx, "April Styles" <CommoAprlFyrstk@xxxxxxx>
  • Date: Wed, 18 May 2005 11:50:45 -0400

ON

The Defiant-class ship, USS Checkov, sat cloaked above the small planetoid.  It had been their mission to find, infiltrate and gather information on the radical reformist Spaculaan group led by Gladiam.  Finding them had proven difficult.  They had pretty much gone into hiding following their defeat at the hands of the Eagle, after they had abducted the ship's first officer.  But find them they did.

Commander garrett sat in the captain's chair aboard the cloaked ship.  He was in charge of this mission and at this moment, he was quite concerned.  They hadn't heard from the operatives planetside.  Two check-in times had come and gone with no word from the team.  Garrett had no choice but to assume their cover had been compromised.

"Prepare to leave orbit," he told the helmsman.  He didn't like the idea of leaving anyone behind, but if the Checkov were to be discovered in Spaculaan space, there would be a lot of angry diplomats and heads would roll.  Garrett had his orders.

"Captain," came the alarmed voice of the helmsman.  "Helm is not answering...... oh crap!."

Garret reflexively looked to the viewscreen upon the helmsman's coment.  He saw the source of the comment.  The Excelsior-clone ship that was under Gladiam's control was now bearing down on their location.

"We must have been discovered," Garret said.  "Do we have maneuvering thrusters?"

"Negative, sir" the helmsman reported, "and the cloak is dropping.  They have somehow gotten control of our computer.!"

"Damn!" Garrett let out.  "Computer!  Authorize auto-destruct, authorization, Garr...."

"Auto-destruct is non-operable," came the voice of the science officer.  She was about to make another comment when the distinctive sound of a transporter could be heard.

Five figures materialized onto the small ship's bridge.  They immediately opened fire, killing everyone in the room.  The lead soldier touched his communicator, signaling all-clear.  The transporter sound again was heard.  Gladiam materialized onto the bridge of the powerful little ship.  He looked arouhd, obviously very satisfied.

"Beam the rest of the team onto the ship," he ordered.  "Eliminate any remaining crew members.  We won't be needing them."

OFF
Commodore Lukas Fyrstk
Commanding Oficer
USS Eagle

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