Subject: FRONTIER: Battle of Wolf 359
>Ramsay looked at the five small shapes in the viewscreen, "Okay," he
>said, "we're ready, come and get us."
The ships drew closer and formed into attack formation, they were
small craft only slightly larger than a runabout.
Houston turned to face the captain, "Sir, they will be in weapons
range in fifty two point two-one seconds."
Angus looked at the comm panel on his console, "Captain, we are being
hailed by the lead ship, audio only."
A gravelly voice came over the bridges speakers, "Lower you shields and
disarm your weapons, resistance is futile."
Ramsay stared grimly at the viewer, "Mr Murray, target their lead ship
and fire when you have range."
There was silence on the bridge for a moment... Suddenly white bursts
of energy erupted from the phaser domes and stabbed toward the closest
ship. The ship's shields flared for a moment before giving up and
collapsing, then the ship resisted the fire for a few nanoseconds
and exploded spectacularly hurling debris in all directions.
Houston turned to the captain, "I am picking up readings of another
ship on the sensors. It is much larger and is heading this way at
high warp speed."
Ramsay watched as Ishara calmly initiated various evasive patterns, he
drew the strength from the android and the Vulcan as they executed
their duties without sign of nerves or worry.
Angus locked the target on his console onto another of the Kzinti
vessels and fired the tractor beam weapon. A lance of turquoise
energy snatched at the ship and held it in an iron grip. The ship
hung motionless on the viewer and slowly began to warp and buckle as
the tremendous shear forces tried to rip the small craft in two, it
succeeded. The fragments of the ship exploded as dead crew drifted
among the wreckage.
Angus shouted to the captain, "The shields have failed! Something has
a transporter lock on us!"
Ishara continued to pilot the Frontier among the depleted force of
interceptors before the helm console exploded and she was thrown to
the floor and stunned. With no pilot the ship flew too close to one
of the enemies and clipped their shields sending the Frontier spinning
out of control. When the inertial dampeners brought the ship to rest
the main viewer was occupied by a mammoth craft, a tractor beam was
locked on preventing escape.
Ramsay bellowed over the comm, "All hands stand by to repel boarders!
Repeat all hands! We are being boarded!"
[Lt.] Angus Murray
"Put your faith in God, but keep your powder dry."