“What-is-THAT?” Jones gasped wide-eyed. The
crew was fixated on the center of the viewscreen. The contact was inching toward
the center of the radar.
The
shape?. . .The
mass. . .? Smith wondered about who
made such a ship. Is it a ship?
Whatever it was, it was maintaining its position with little or no effort or
power. If it was a starship, it had the sleekest shape he had ever seen. And
the running lights. . .if it was made by human hands, the manufacturer seemed
to have designed it to be as tough as it was nearly invisible, judging by the darkly-colored hull. Or was that
extra hull armor? What kind of weapons are those?. . . The only way the crew
could see its exterior was because of the sunlight brushing against what he guessed
was its dorsal side. “Lifesigns?”
Jones
entered the commands for a scan. Ten seconds later, she leaned back and looked
left, turning her head, “None. But I am getting a technical reading when I
tie-in the targeting sensors,” Are you
serious? Are you kidding me? She wondered in silence, rhetorically in the
back of her mind as she widely-eyed her screen.
“You-did-what?” Jorgensen asked directly,
snapping to his right. Jones turned her head and waved him off. Jorgensen noted
the look on her face and turned his attention to the technical activity on her
screen.
—Jeez! He gasped.
“Captain!” Jones called out, “That thing’s
equipped with some really impressive
tech. . .”
Aaen
noted the subtle change in her tone as his interest piqued, “And?”
“I’m also getting a transponder signal,”
she turned and looked at the viewscreen. Smith looked briefly looked at Jones curiously
and then turned to the viewscreen with a more steely look. “U-S-S-C. . .Valiant,”
The
crew recognized that name and sharply faced forward in shock and
surprise.
“The
chronological signature is the same as our
hull,” The crew quickly came to the same silent realization: it is a ship—and they came from the same universe as us!
“Is
there an atmosphere over there?” Aaen asked quickly.
Jones
conducted another scan and nodded, “Yes!”
Alright,
let’s see what we’re dealing with here. Aaen made an enthusiastic command
decision. “Maintain silent running. Away team: prepare to go aboard.”
*****
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