Stardate 23796.19.259
Location: Last known location of Terran Cuiser TN Intrepid
within the Kee’vack system
2nd Hunter Killer Unit of the 39th
Battle Fleet
Bridge of TN Vigilant
The streaking lines of stars solidified once more into solid
dots amongst the sky as the ship emerged from the folds of space as experienced
in faster than light travel. Commander Katyana Petrovich glanced at her
tactical display lighting up a large screen in front of her, watching as
several green signatures blinked into existence. A gentle sigh of relief
slipped from her lips, all ships were accounted for, this was confirmed by
several lights blinking as each ship in the unit sent a short range hail to her
ship. All were green, a good start to an what should be an easy operation.
Rising from her seat she walked to the screen and paused studying it. A
strobing red light appeared ahead of them roughly at the edge of their range of
fire, it pulsed quite weakly now, odd as ordinarily proximity would strengthen
such a signal. The commander looked to her fore observation screen, searching
for any sign of debris, of anything remotely ship like or what could’ve been a
ship in the area.
“I want a full scan of the area, give me IR, Rads, I’d like
to see what is out there before we stick our hand into a gaping mouth.” A sharp
affirmative response came from the scanner station to her left.
“Shields charging Captain, weapons are warmed up and cycling
also.” Her weapons officer chimed up. She nodded. “Send out the message for the
other ships to follow suit, but hold fire until we can confirm who we are
dealing with.”
For a few moments all that could be heard was the repeated
bleeping and pings of various sensors scans sweeping the area. It felt far too
quiet for her liking. She stared at the holo display almost daring it to show
her something, anything, even the most insignificant of blips on the screen to
satiate her… “There!” She called as for a second a dot appeared on the display,
disappearing just as swiftly. She had heard of such occurrences before in
several reports they studied at the academy, it point to one of two things; a
sensor error, or far more likely cloaked ships trying to evade their sensors.
The officer manning the scanning station turned to look at the captain over his
shoulder.
“Ma’am?” Petrovich shot a harsh glare to the officer, as if
to challenge what she perceived as questioning her, relenting reminding herself
to save herself for the enemy.
“Enhance scan across sector 9, range 48,000 klicks, try
scanning band IVA.” The officer nodded and turned back to his station, punching
several commands into the console. The display shifted, focusing upon the sector
Petrovich felt certain she had seen the faint signal, she was not disappointed.
After a few brief moments hazy dots began to appear and fade irregularly on the
display, she was right there was something there, likely a small flotilla of
ships, lying in wait to ambush anyone attempting to enter the area. “Bring
weapons online and find us a good vantage point. Tell Sword to go see if they
can stir up some interest and order Dagger to maintain close proximity in order
to provide a little harassment, then draw them out into the kill zone.” Several
affirmatives rang out across the bridge, and the ship listed gently as the
engines came online slowly. Watching the Holo display as the other squadrons
took position Katyana Petorvich gritted her teeth and moved to her chair. This
would be her first fleet action in sometime and she had some apprehension of
how it would turn out, she hoped that her training would pay off and that she
could keep casualties low. This was her moment, her chance to show her mettle
and she was going to make the most of it.
“Guns are hot and scopes are lined up Captain, the rest of
squadron is reading green.” Her Lieutenant called from the helm console in
front of her and she broke a small smile.
“Good, hold fire until I give the command.” She took a deep
breath, “Let’s make this count”.
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