Chapter 5
The Science of Deception
Captain Felez sat in the passenger seat of the supply warp shuttle, going over system protocols for his new ship.
With a sigh he turned off his PADD and reflected on the last few days.
After his original application for a transfer to the USS LOTUS was rejected, he had found himself between ships for the first time sense leaving the academy.
At first he had considered visiting family, but listening to his parents telling him what a mistake it was to join Starfleet in the first place just like they did every time he talked to them was something he'd rather avoid.
And then, out of the blue, he received A dispatch from command to proceed to Star base 10 for his new posting aboard the LOTUS as its science officer, but no details where given.
Well, it couldn't be for a good reason, something went wrong out there, and now he was headed into it.
He turned his PADD back on and hit the record button.
"Personal Log, after receiving my orders at Star base 104, I was put on the first available transport heading to the system.
I'm now.." looks at Ship time "16 hours and 22 minuets from Star base 10 along with a payload of type VI long range Probes."
*Looks around shuttle*
"Not a glamorous first impression, but it will get the job done"
Suddenly a distorted voice came from off screen Felez looks away from the PADD and yelled back to the pilot "A Ship? what kind of ship?"
*rumbling sound, screen shakes a little*
"I'm coming!" The last image is Felez turning off the PADD
Ensign Covair read over his last performance review and frowned, it was adequate, but its sure didn't say promotional fast track.
But what did they expect? all he even did was ferry supplies around, and that was real exciting to read on a review.
This time he had company, sort of.
His passenger was an Efrozen, first one he'd ever met, but this one at least wasn't all that talkative, reading manuals for nearly 2 hours now.
His instrument panel beeped and he glanced down at it, mostly out of curiosity.
"what's this?" he mumbled, as he worked the controls.
the sensors picked up an anomaly of some sort in the area, but the computer had a hard time isolating it.
Then, as he watched, a vessel materialized on his scanner, aft of the shuttle.
Captain A ship just Uncloaked behind us!"
Felez: "A ship? what kind of ship?"
Covair: "I think its Kingon but.."
*ship shakes a bit*
Covair: "Gravimetric pulse! where dropping out of warp!"
Felez: "I'm coming!" turns off his PADD and jumps into the co-pilot position, and works the controls
"Shield up, did you get a distress signal off?"
Covair: "I Tried, but there jamming us" he started making a series of evasive maneuvers, trying to buy time.
The consul beeped again, indicating an incoming signal, both men looked at it then at each other.
Felez: "Its your ship"
Covair: "But your ranking officer"
Felze frowned and hit the button.
Before he could say a word The Klingon Commander's voice boomed over the comm
"Federation Shuttle craft! You will stand down and surrender your craft Immediately or I shall destroy it and you as well!"
*Line goes dead*
Covair: "so much for negotiations" he said bitterly.
Felez: "I have an idea, but its risky"
Covair: "risky sounds pretty good right now"
Felez swiveled over the the engineering control panel
"I'm bypassing the safety lockouts and rerouting main power to set up a feedback loop though the shields, then we just wait for them to lock on to us with a tractor beam"
Covair: "are you crazy?! sure it'll fry there systems for about a minuet or two, but it will destabilize the core! even if you keep it from blowing up, we wont have any warp power, what are we suppose to do, get out and push?!"
Felez: "Not really what I had in mind" still working on the controls
"ok, here's what we need to do..."
The Klingon Captain watched as the warp shuttle struggled desperately to avoid capture on the main view screen.
He took no pleasure from it.
His pray was toothless and snared, unable to even run, instead of a hunter he had become a trapper of small game, and the thought upset him.
But still, if starving even a Targ will eat mice..
"Lurg, order there surrender" he said without much interest.
The Tactical officer gave a sharp nod in reply and worked his panel.
The second the signal was received he yelled out
"Federation Shuttle craft! You will stand down and surrender your craft immediately or I shall destroy it and you as well!" and ceased transmitting.
Lurg: "it is done Commander, they would be fools to resist"
Commander Koard simply nodded in agreement.
was this what he was reduced to? picking scraps off the floor? sense falling from the favor of the council parts and supplies have been hard to come by.
Still.. the salvage of the shuttle, as well as ransoming of its crew back to the federation, should be of some use.
Several minuets passed and still no surrender signal had been sent.
"Lurg, Disable there ship if you must, but DO NOT destroy it, understand?" and glared at him.
"It will be.. difficult.. Commander, but it will be done" Lurg carefully adjusted the targeting.
So small and maneuverable a target would be hard to disable
*sound of weapons fire*
"I was successful Commander" he said with a slightly smug look.
On the main view the shuttle could be seen slowing to a stop, a thin plasma trail spiraling away from its starboard warp nacelle.
Lurg tapped the council again and a shimmering beam enveloped the shuttle
Lurg: "They are ours"
*exterior view*
the shuttle craft glides smoothly to the rear of the ship and slows near the docking bay.
Just then a wave of energy pulse's over the shuttle and then instantly back along the beam.
The tractor beam shuts off
*Interior view*
Lurg: "Commander.." suddenly his panel sparks, causing him to step back instinctively.
The lights on the bridge flicker momentarily.
Koard: "What has happened?!"
Lurg: "they managed to overload our emitter, tractor beam and sensors are off line"
the Captain walked over to him
Lurg: "I think they.." but was interrupted by the captains forearm guard smashing across his face, knocking him back into the bulkhead
Koard: "You let them make a fool of you! Find them! now!"
Just then a trimmer when through the ship, as if they had be hit by a low yield weapons fire, but then nothing else followed.
Lurg wiped the pinkish blood off his face and checked damage stations.
"No damage Commander, what ever it was, it had no effect on the ship"
"Get the sensors back up and find them" then returned to his seat.
Nearly two full minuets passed before Lurg restored the systems. he immediately started his scan.
"Commander, the area scan picks up no vessels in the area"
Koard: "WHAT?!" and stood back up facing his tactical officer.
Lurg: "I am picking up radiation consistent of a warp core overload and debris, but.."
Koard drew his disrupter but the Helm officer got his attention.
"They destroyed themselves trying to break free? ha! ha! ha! fools!"
Koard swung around and struck him with the pistol in the head hard enough to knock him from his chair, then turned it back on Lurg.
"But.." lurg went on, no fear showing on his face "there is to little debris for the shuttle and there are faint readings of a warp trail"
Koard sneered "Track them.. set a pursuit course and engage the cloak, I want THAT SHIP"
to Sto-Vo-Kor with the ransom he thought, there commander will pay for this insult in the agony booth.
as the helmsman positioned the vessel he noted the ship was a bit sluggish from the overload, not enough to be a problem and certainly not worth bringing up to his irate captain.
Helm: "Engageing Main drive"
*Exterior View*
The aligned it self, Cloaking and jumping to warp at nearly the same time.
Behind it was a radioactive cloud with a dumped payload of severely damaged Type VI probes...
*Interior view*
Lurg: "The warp trail ends in a close but unoccupied system, designation K-513, it has but one orbital body"
The large bluish Gas giant planet grew larger and larger in the view screen as the Bird of pray dropped out of warp near it.
Lurg: "Its outer layer is primarily frozen gas particles, if they have retreated into it, we can not follow"
Koard studied the planet, he knew there sensors would be useless in trying to find so small a ship.
"How long can they survive in there?"
Lurg checked his figures "No longer than 8 hours Commander" he added an extra hour, just to be safe.
Koard weighed his options, he could wait them out, but he had no way of knowing how long it would be before someone came looking for them, and the warp core explosion would be easy enough to spot so surly they would check the closest system for survivors.
"Lurg, lower the cloak, fire four torpedoes at maximum spread, attack pattern Zeta"
Perhaps they hadn't gone vary far in, he might just get lucky.
*Exterior View*
The four red balls of energy streaked toward the planet one at a time, disappearing into its surface, then exploding in a fire work like fashion, igniting the icy gas particles, it was a rather impressive sight.
*Interior view*
Lurg: "Nothing Commander"
Koard: "Re-cloak the ship, we will wait a bit, lets see how they like the cold" he moved to the turbo lift.
"If they come out Lurg, I want them alive, I will deal with there Commander personally"
And entered the lift.
Despite himself, he was enjoying this.
Seems it was a hunt after all.
*Eight hours later*
Lurg: "still no sign of the shuttle Commander, they could not have survived this long"
Koard "they died rather then become our captives? I didn't not think the federation had such metal in them" no, something was wrong, they missed something, and he meant to find what it was.
Koard: "helm, take us back to the engagement area"
Helm: "Aye Commander"
Again the ship positioned and activated its warp, leaving the planet far behind it in an instant.
"Lurg" Koard walked over to him "they are hiding from us, find out how.."
Lurgs Panel lit up "Commander.. I am picking up a Federation distress signal!, it is to far away to jam"
Koard slammed his fist into the panel casing "where?! where are they?!"
He looked down then back at his captain and said with shock "its coming from the system K-513, from the planet!"
Koard roared with anger "how?! helm, get us back there.. NOW!! I.. WANT.. THAT.. SHIP!"
Helm "aye Commander!"
And turned the ship around.
Felez swiveled over the engineering control panel
"I'm bypassing the safety lockouts and rerouting main power to set up a feedback loop though the shields, then we just wait for them to lock on to us with a tractor beam"
Covair: "are you crazy?! sure it'll fry there systems for about a minuet or two, but it will destabilize the core! even if you keep it from blowing up, we wont have any warp power, what are we suppose to do, get out and push?!"
Felez: "Not really what i had in mind" still working on the controls
"ok, here's what we need to do... The first time we get a near hit I want you to vent Plasma from one of the nacelles and let the shuttle drift a bit, let them think they got a good shot in.."
Covair: "This is a shuttle, if they hit us at all it will be a good shot" he said not looking away from the controls.
Felez: "Good point, so don't let them hit us"
He got up and moved back to the cargo bay, talking as he went
"try to hold them off for another minuet or two, but take the first potentially damaging hit we get, I don't want to test there patience"
Covair mumbled under his breath "What about my patience..?"
Felez opened the secure casing of one of the Probes and programmed it for the nearest system in the area and set it for auto launch when its sensors detected it was out of the ship.
Quickly opening another probe, he then pulled out is PADD and hit record "Captain Felez, nearest system, code 2113 delta one. wish us luck" and placed it into the shielded core cavity of the probe.
Just then ship was jerked violently and Felez bounced off some of the probes and was thrown to the ground.
Covair: "cant get much closer than that Lieutenant! initiating maneuver"
*exterior view*
The shuttle could be seen slowing to a stop, a thin plasma trail spiraling away from its starboard warp nacelle.
A shimmering beam enveloped the shuttle
*interior View*
Felez pulled himself up by his off hand, mainly because he couldn't get his right arm to work anymore.
he gritted his teeth, he wanted to get the first aid kit, but he didn't have the time.
He hated pain, it was his least favorite thing in the galaxy.
Covair: "Lieutenant?" the ship seemed to tremble around him and he felt slightly dizzy
'Oh grate' he thought 'now's not a good time for shock' "Inishiate the pulse!" the word initiate came out slurred and he vary nearly collapsed coming out of the cargo bay but managed to seal the door behind him.
*exterior view*
the shuttle craft glides smoothly to the rear of the ship and slows near the docking bay.
Just then a wave of energy pulse's over the shuttle and then instantly back along the beam.
The tractor beam shuts off
*interior View*
Covair: "it worked, the tractor beams down"
*Computer Voice*
"Warning, warp core breach detected in primary system, Core overload in 30 seconds, Warning"
Felez cycled the air lock and manually bypassed the lockout, and the ship shuttered as the Constance of the the bay was blown out into space by the decompression.
"Computer" he said getting painfully back into his seat "Eject warp core"
*Computer Voice*
"Emergency system activating core ejection"
Felez: "Ensign, you have 20 seconds to place there ship between us and the explosion soon to come"
Covair didn't hesitate and efficiently worked the controls.
*exterior view*
The core, a small oddly shaped device with flashing lights on it, shot out of the shuttle.
as the shuttle glided away to the other side of the Bird of Pray One of the Probes flared to life, aligned it self and warped away just seconds before the core detonated
*Klingon ship*
Just then a trimmer when through the ship, as if they had be hit by a low yield weapons fire, but then nothing else followed.
Lurg wiped the pinkish blood off his face and checked damage stations.
"No damage Commander, what ever it was, it had no effect on the ship"
*shuttle*
Covair: "I dont think that hurt them, if that was your plan"
Felez: "No" he said sleepily "So tell me, have you ever manually docked a shuttle before?"
Covair looked at him with disbelief "Your kidding.."
Felez just gave a weak smile
*Klingon ship*
"But.." lurg went on, no fear showing on his face "there is to little debris for the shuttle and there are faint readings of a warp trail"
Koard sneered "Track them.. set a pursuit course and engage the cloak, I want THAT SHIP"
to Sto-Vo-Kor with the ransom he thought, there commander will pay for this insult in the agony booth.
as the helmsman positioned the vessel he noted the ship was a bit sluggish from the overload, not enough to be a problem and certainly not worth bringing up to his irate captain.
Helm: "Engageing Main drive"
*Exterior View*
The Ship aligned it self, Cloaking and jumping to warp at nearly the same time they never realy had a chance to detect the tiny shuttle clinging to there belly that was slowing them down.
Felez's first thought was that his pillow was missing and must have been knocked form the bed.
But when he tried to reach down to get it he found he couldn't move his right arm.
He looked down at his arm and noticed it was restrained across his lap by some sort of crude metal straps.
He Blinked and looked around the room, suddenly he realized something terrible, he wasn't on a federation ship.
A large rigged head moved in front of his eyes
Klingon: "blplvHa'law'" (pronounced: bi-piv-KHA-low) and frowned.
Was that a Klingon? Felez had never seen one up close before.
Felez: What? I don't.." he said shakily
The Klingon just looked annoyed
"tlhlngan Hol Dajath'a'" (TLIngan khol djatl-A)
Felez "I'm.. I'm sorry.. it seems my Universal Translator was damaged" Or disabled he thought.
The Klingon sneered and jabbed his arm with some sort of tool, Felez yelped at the pain.
Then he shook his head disapprovingly and said "pltlh" (pitl) and walked away.
just before leaving the room he said "bIleSnlS" (bi-LESH-nish) and walked through the door.
As the door slid shut behind him Felez realized what had happened..
They had been captured by the Klingons!
**5 Hours ago**
Ensign Covair watched through the View port from the powered down shuttle.
"Pilots log" He said quietly
"Lt. Felez's plan seems to be working for the moment as several hours have past and we haven't yet been detected"
he walked over the bench where Felez was laying, his right arm secured to his side.
"A medical scan showed the lieutenant's right arm was fractured in two places as well as his right wrist, I immobilized it and administered the proper pain relief dose as instructed, but that's about all I can for the moment"
He went and sat down in the pilots seat again, looking at the planet rotating in front of them.
"The Nav-comp says where at K-513 and It looks like there tiring to wait us out witch is a good thing for us because as long as they remain cloaked they wont be able to find us here, unless some one gets out and manually checks"
He gave a deep yawn and shook his face to wake up "I've had to resort to taking stims with the replicators down, witch of course means no coffee until this deadlock breaks and.."
His eyes widened as he watched the large bluish planet start to swing away from view
"..and this happens, end log"
The Bird of Pray was aligning for a jump to warp, it was now or never.
*exterior view*
The Bird of Pray swung around and the shuttle released its clamps drifting slowly off it.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the larger ship vanished as the shuttle moved out of the cloaking field.
It was only because of the turbulence that they knew the larger ship had left at all.
*interior shuttle*
Covair sat there doing nothing, staring the controls, its was the hardest thing he ever had to do.
He had to wait long enough for the Klingon ship to be to far away to jam a distress signal and still have time to make a run for the planet.
The problem was that there was no way of knowing whether or not they had been detected by the Klingons as they jumped away, and under cloak, they could come back and be right next to them for all they could tell and it was a vary unnerving thought.
He forced himself to sit there nearly 5 full minuets before he turned power back up and plotted a course into the planets atmosphere.
Covair breathed a sigh of relief as the Klingon ship did not reappear while he did so.
With the shuttle already moving toward the planet he sent the distress signal, knowing that the Bird of Pray would hear it instantly and would come back looking for them with a vengeance.
After the signal was sent he immediately flew the ship into into the planets upper atmosphere, disappearing into the particles of gassy ice.