<USS Avalon> Waking the Avalon - Part 4

Waking the Avalon - Part 4
Five Days Ago = Engineering Section = SS  Renaissance  
 
 
McEntire scrambled across the catwalk blindly, struggling to breathe  through 
the smoke. "Hang on," He called out. "I'm coming." 
Lt. Shannon Phelps clung to the edge sobbing, praying her strength would  
hold as the metal beneath her fingertips heated quickly.  "Hurry…Mac…please…. 
The Renaissance continued to superheat around them. Mac lunged forward,  
reaching out desperately as Phelps lost her hold, plunging to the deck below.  
"Shan!" he cried. "DAMMIT!" He blinked back angry tears as he stumbled  
toward the last escape pod. Assisting the last few stragglers into the pod, he  
closed the hatch and pushed the button, ejecting the pod from the dying  ship. 
The klaxon continued to sound. The ships automated call repeated again  and 
again, "All hands…abandon ship…this is not a drill. All hands…abandon  ship…
this is not a drill…"  
Watching from the viewport, Mac watched with a sort of sick satisfaction  as 
the Breen that had attacked them was blown from the sky and the stolen  
runabout seemed to sink into the planets atmosphere, like an old Earth water  
ship 
slowly swallowed by the sea. The feeling was short lived, however, as his  ship 
– his home – exploded into a ball of fire and gas, lighting up the vacuum  
of space.  
The Renaissance was lost.
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