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Talona stood in front of the leaders of the surveying teams she had been assigned. "Gather your teams together and report back here. Once we're ready to go, we'll be moving to the site of the crashed Klingon ship. The
Pandora will be sending us a security detachment and weapons equipment."
The crew members gave an acknowledgement, then moved out to relay the orders. Talona let out a breath and looked around. She saw Redwing was going through a similar routine with his team. She began to wonder what kind of unwelcome surprises would await them at the Klingon ship. With a sigh, she bent down to pick up her equipment... just as a phaser beam lanced through the air where her chest had once been. The sound caused Talona to drop to the ground and look around in alarm.
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around her, beams of orange phaser energy were shooting through the air. In less than a second, the site had erupted into utter chaos as the Starfleet personnel scrambled to get a bearing on what was going on. A number of officers went down in the first volley and now lay crumpled on the ground. Talona scrambled for cover behind a large piece of the
Cosmos' debris. She briefly saw Red doing the same some distance away.
Where the hell did they come from!?Talona quickly took out her tricorder and scanned the area, but couldn't find any strong lifesigns. Confused, she peeked over the top of her cover. Phaser beams were still coming out of the mountainside down at them. She ducked back down again to check for signs of turrets, but still nothing came up.
It's like they're being fired out of thin air...From his cover, Redwing was coming to grips with a similar confusion. After a frustrated curse, he tapped his combadge.
"Dr. Redwing to
Pandora! We are under fire at the
Cosmos wreckage site! Please respond!"
War'en's voice immediately came back. "Red!? Who's firing at you!?"
"That's just it. I have no idea, and they're not showing up on my tricorder! All I know is that all of the firing is coming at us from the mountain side. It was by complete surprise, and I'd say half the people here have already gone down. We're pinned down and we need a transport back up!"
Back on the
Pandora, War'en was standing up from his seat on the command chair and looking at the officer filling in for Talona at Ops. "Beam them up immediately to the Medical Bay."
The ensign was already at work at his console. After entering a series of commands and only getting a negative-sounding beep back for his trouble, he turned to War'en. "Sir, there's some huge amount of interference that's blocking the transporter. It wasn't there when we beamed them down, but it's there now."
War'en's face started losing its color. He forced himself to think and tried to push out the image of Red being shot at.
"Can you pinpoint an area that we can beam people down to help them?"
The ensign went back to his console. "It looks like the closest area is about 1 kilometer outside of the away team's location. The interference seems to extend in a wide circle around the area, and its centered on the wreckage of the
Cosmos."
Shrel looked over at War'en from his position at Tactical. "This has all the markings of a trap. Whoever set this knew we would beam a large team down to the
Cosmos."
War'en nodded. "Shrel, organize a security detachment and have them beam down as close to the site as possible. Their priority is to extract our team out of there."
Shrel nodded and began issuing the orders via his console. War'en turned back to the front of the bridge and spoke through the comm.
"Red, I need you to hold your ground as long as possible. We can't beam you out due to interference that's gone up around the site. We're sending security teams to come get you and provide cover, but they need to come from outside the zone of interference."
Red's voice came back harried. "Are you serious!? We can't hold our ground here. We've got phaser fire coming down on us like rain!"
"I'm sorry Red, but there's nothing else we ca-- wait, phaser fire!?"
"Yes, phaser fire! You know, that bright orange beam that we shoot out of those little pistols they gave us at the Academy!"
War'en ignored Red's sarcasm as his brain latched onto that one ill-fitting detail. "Red, hold your ground. That's an order. Help is on the way.
Pandora out."
Red's protest were cut off by the comm system. War'en tapped his combadge again. "Sadda to Captain Oren-De." No answer. "Sadda to Captain Oren-De. Please respond."
War'en's frustration was visibly increasing. "Ops, hail the administrator of the colony. I want to know what is going on down there."
The officer wasted no time. Within seconds, Margulis was on the viewscreen, his face calm and collected. "Greetings,
Pandora. How can I help you?"
"I'm trying to contact Captain Oren-De. Our team at the
Cosmos site is being attacked and his presence is required back on the ship. Can you put him through?" asked War'en, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible.
Margulis frowned. "Oh... I'm afraid that won't be possible. The Commander is currently unable to talk to you. Is there anything I can do to help?"
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'en began glaring ice daggers at the face on the viewscreen. "Get Captain Oren-De on this communication channel now, or I will be sending a security team to do it for you."
"Oh, I doubt they'd be able to find him. We've gotten very good at keeping ourselves, and our things, hidden when we want to. Besides, I think your security teams are needed more at the wreckage of the
Cosmos, wouldn't you say?"
"What!?" exclaimed War'en. "What in... what are you up to!? What are you trying to achieve by kidnapping and attacking Starfleet personnel who are here to help your colony!? Have you defected to the Klingon Empire?"
Margulis shook his head, a very odd grin forming on his face. "Oh no. Those savages? They're even worse than the Federation. So much death, confusion, and chaos. Neither they nor you can offer what we have been promised by the Nephilim."
The color immediately drained from War'en's face. Will's jaw had practically dropped. "Oh... hell."
Back on the ground, Talona was listening to commands Redwing was shouting over his combadge. "The
Pandora says they're sending down an extraction team. We just have to hold out until then!"
Talona peeked out again over her cover. "Easier said than done! They're advancing on us!"
"What!?"
Sure enough, figures were starting to emerge from small caves in the mountainside, continuing to fire. Redwing grabbed his phaser and fired at one of them, narrowly missing. In doing so, Redwing announced his position. Several phaser beams shot out as his direction, and one struck him in the chest. The doctor fell instantly.
"Red!" shouted Talona. She was about to run over to him, but a phaser beam cut through the air just in front of her, stopping her in her tracks.
No...She looked around frantically. She knew she couldn't take on the advancing attackers by herself and, judging from how nothing was being said over the comm, it was very likely she was on her own. As the seconds ticked by, she spotted another piece of debris a small distance away, further from the attackers. Talona took a breath and sprinted. Phaser beams struck the ground behind her as she dove behind it. She looked around again, spotted some more cover, and sprinted again. Finally, Talona managed to reach the broken saucer of the
Cosmos, running as hard as she could to get behind it. When she finally had it to her back, she took a moment to catch her breath.
She was standing next to a large, blown-out window of the saucer that was one-quarter buried in the ground. Inside was the ruined interior of an unknown crewman's quarters. As Talona stood next to the frame of the window, a pair of hands extended out from the darkness. They grasped around her and quickly pulled her inside, her scream for the help echoing across the otherwise silent wreckage.
Up on the bridge of the
Pandora, War'en had recovered from Margulis' revelation. "So... you're a Gnostic. Starfleet will be happy to know that. Within hours, you're going to have more Starfleet officers breaking your door down than you can count. Do you really think that you and your foolish cult are going to get away with this!?"
Margulis only laughed. "I have no fear of Starfleet or the Federation. Soon I will be one with the Nephilim, as will the other faithful of the colony. Even you, should you surrender, may be fortunate enough to join them."
"He's insane," muttered Will from his seat at the helm.
A beeping could be heard off-screen. Margulis looked over to the side then turned back, his grin even wider.
"Speaking of which, they want to have a word with you, Lieutenant Commander Sadda. You should be honored. I hope you make the right decision and surrender to them. After all... resisitance is futile."
Every member of the bridge felt a pit form in their stomach as the viewscreen blinked off. Shrel's console started beeping an alarm. "Two ships decloaking outside orbit range of Zarath III!"
"Red alert! Onscreen!"
The bridge became bathed in red as two Klingon Birds of Prey, heavily augmented and glowing with a sickly green color, decloaked on the viewscreen. A dissonant chorus of robotic voices sounded throughout the entire ship.
"We are the Borg. Lower your shields and surrender your ships. Your biological and technological resources will be added to our own. You will be made to service us. Resistance is futile."TO BE CONTINUED...