<USS Atlantis> "The Fallen"
- From: "Brad Ruder" <GroundZero@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: ussatlantis@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Fri, 28 Mar 2003 13:49:30 -0800
"The Fallen"
by Marine Captain Adam
Drake The corridors were lonely at night,
especially now that half the crew was still stranded on Alexandria
with the five remaining Romulans ? determined to be Tal Shiar
operatives. Drake walked by himself down the endless supply of
hallways. The light was reduced, as it wasn?t a primary system, to
be restored when they rebooted the power. Engineering on deck
sixteen was left in the far more than capable hands of Ensign
Fabrizio Axelrod ? a new ensign fresh out of the Starfleet Aerospace
Force.
As he rounded the final bend to the double doors into
the morgue he grimaced. Even in the thick of battle, when enemies
lurked around every corner and when there was still danger at every
turn it still was hard to lose someone. Whether or not they were
under your command was irrelevant, it was about losing a friend that
hurt him the most.
Hissing open the room was even darker than
he?d expected. There was only one body presently in there, lying
casually on the bed from which whatever nurse or officer had left it.
A delicate flower was laid across the torso of the covered corpse.
He folded his arms as he stood there, looking at his deceased friend.
In all actuality they hadn?t had the closest relationship, but she
was still a colleague nonetheless; that made the
friend.
Doctor Jzryn McCorvich was now on her way into the
mysterious beyond. From what he?d heard, which wasn?t a lot as most
people weren?t willing to talk about it or seemed to focus on other
tasks, she?d been hit twice in the chest with a disrupter from the
Romulans that had invaded the bridge shortly after the warp core had
been powered up. No doubt it was an attempt to secure the Atlantis
into their control, but it failed miserably.
Unfortunately, it
wasn?t just a loss for them; the Atlantis crew lost one of their
own.
The Chief Medical Officer, whom he had visited several
times throughout his career at Alexandria due to holodeck programs,
simple engineering accidents, or just to get a check up she?d always
treated him respectively and professionally.
?Jzryn
McCorvich, may the Gods bless you more in the next life than they did
in this one. And let your death, however noble it may have been, not
have been in vain.? Drake bowed his head, thought for a moment and
said another pray to the Gods and then turned to walk out of the
morgue.
Striding out he tried to put his mind on the task at
hand and not his fallen friend. Too many times had he?d lost a
friend or someone close to him to the art of war. This wasn?t the
time to let it get to him, Engineering needed constant monitoring and
therefore he was off to assist.
The new ensign, Marlowe, had
his work cut out for him in Sickbay.
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