“Captain,
can I have a word with you?” Smith
asked Aaen discretely under his breath. Aaen turned and nodded. They stepped
off the bridge next to the phase pad for deck 1.
“What’s up, Commander?” Aaen asked
directly.
“What’s going on? Where are you taking
the ship?”
Jones had
started another sensor scan to try to find any other weaknesses in the mother
ship. She reasoned if that thing comes
back to life, we’re all screwed. There had
to be a way to disable or destroy it! She looked over her shoulder while the
scan commenced. She sensed curiosity from Wilson and Hayes. The communications
array was still on what she decided was essentially a total radio-blackout.
Jones
eyed the way just beyond the entrance to the bridge, whatever was being said,
it had Smith puzzled.
Jones
looked at Sandberg—they exchanged a look of confusion and concern. Sandberg
reviewed the weapons’ status—Odyssey had
one or two more full torpedo volleys left, and the particle weapons batteries
were holding up okay. . .for the moment. How
much longer would this thing still be able to put up any kind of a fight
against that behemoth! Referring to the mother ship—
The ship’s
Captain and First officer kept talking. . . Something
was up.
Jones
screen flashed thrice. The scan had finished, and not a moment too soon, she
noted. She read the new sensor data as fast as comprehension permitted. . . Their power grid is almost 75 percent
restored. . .“Oh, SHOOT!” She
shouted under her breath. Aaen and Smith returned to their stations.
“What was that?” Smith asked.
“We need
to go faster—much faster!” Jones declared in shock.
No, Aaen disagreed. We can't keep running from this sucker. It's too fast, to over-powered, and too heavily armed for us to stay out of its weapons range. Aaen's
gut told him they weren't going to outrun the mother ship, or the
other two smaller ships, for that matter. . . He gasped. If this battle wasn’t going to be fought—much less won—with torpedoes and energy
weapons against that thing, then there was probably only one other way they would be able to
defend themselves.
Aaen made a decision.
“Commander Smith, do whatever needs to be done to get the Valiant online, and operational. Away team, gear up! Get ready to load-out!”
There was a eerie feeling sweeping through the bridge as Aaen commanded, “We’re
going aboard the mother ship,”
“Captain?” Smith asked abruptly.
“We're going to engage them from the inside, and out,”
*****
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