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date: 2003-07-02 06:50:06
subject: [trekcreative] REP Star Trek: Outwardly Mobile 122/335(?) [PG] TNG-OC (

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Title: Star Trek: Outwardly Mobile
Author: Jay P Hailey (JayPHailey{at}yahoo.com) Series: MISC - TNG OCs
COdes: None
Part: 122/335(?)
Rating:[PG]
Archive: Fine with me, just tell me where. Disclaimer: Paramount owns all
things Star Trek.  I claim Original Characters and Situations for me.
Webpage HTTP://www.phoenixinn.iwarp.com/jayphailey

    The Tallamatrix
    by
    Jay P. Hailey
    And
    The Star Trek Players

    "Report." Kevin said. He hated to see the Endeavor taking a
beating like
she was. The only consolation was that the Lucifer looked almost as bad.

    "Warp power is dropping off. Shields are at 25% and holding. Our dorsal
phaser bank is down, but we still have full power on the ventral
bank." Miriah said.

    "I believe the time has come to perform your experiment, Mr. Durango."
Kevin said.

    "Aye, Sir. I'll need a communications link." Durango began to
set up his
program.

    "Hail the Lucifer." Kevin said.

    -*-

    "The Endeavor is hailing us, Sir." A communications tech said.

    "Put them on." Said Ryhsler.

    The screen filled with the image of the Endeavor's bridge. "This is the
USS Endeavor. I'm Captain Mitchell." Kevin said.

    After waiting a few moments for Mitchell to continue with his message,
Ryhsler said. "Captain Mitchell, to what do we owe the pleasure?"

    "Well, ah I really just wanted to see if you've had enough. Our mission
is accomplished. Why don't we forget the whole thing and move on before
anyone else has to get hurt?" Kevin said.

    "Surely you must be joking!" Ryhsler said. "I intend to
celebrate your
death on the home world in just a few days. Do you have anything else to say?"

    "Yes. I was really just calling to sabotage your ship." Kevin grinned.

    As if on cue, the Lucifer lost power and the lights went out. Ryhsler
took a deep breath and counted to ten.

    The emergency lights came on in the Lucifer's command center and some of
the panels lit up, weakly. "Report!" Admiral Yentees barked.

    "Main computer systems down, back ups coming on line slowly." A
technician reported.

    The view screen came back on. Its picture was fuzzy and often blacked
out by the interference from the nebula.

    "Now. Surrender and I guarantee you no one will be hurt." Kevin said
more seriously.

    "Admiral?" Ryhsler looked at the military commander of the Lucifer.

    The Admiral looked back at Ryhsler grimly. "Anything with a crystal
based computer in it has been wiped. We can barely move. We're no match for
them, now."

    "Do you surrender?" Kevin asked.

    "No. I think not." Ryhsler said. He knew that he could not let the
Lucifer fall into the hands of the Federation. He could not stand the
humiliation of having her painted white and used by the Federation to hold
the sector against the Phoenix Domain. He had already lost the anti-proton
cannon. If he let things go this way he ran the risk of being tried for
treason and slowly tortured to death for the Duke's amusement. If the
Federation realized who they had, then he would be questioned. Ryhsler knew
everything there was to know about the Phoenix Domain. Armed with his
knowledge, agents of the Federation could easily destroy it.

    "I really don't think so." Ryhsler said. he moved to the command panel
and keyed in a code only he knew.

    "What are you doing?" Yentees asked.

    Ryhsler confirmed his command and then entered another code that only he
knew.

    "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Yentees screamed.

    The PDS Lucifer scattered herself all over the Phoenix Nebula in a
blinding flash of light.

    -*-

    The Endeavor conducted a quick series of repairs. Then she went in
search of the Ferret.

    Searching the location of the former secret base, the Endeavor found the
wreck of the Ferret. They took the Ferret into tow.

    It didn't take too long to circle through the nebula and back out into
neutral space. The Nebula hid them well against the swarm of smaller
Phoenix Domain starships that came to investigate.

    -*-

    Kevas found Genevieve at work in the Endeavor's Engineering section.

    "How long have you been on duty here?" He asked her.

    She looked up at him vaguely with red rimmed eyes. "Huh? Oh, not too
long." She turned back to her task. Kevas watched her work. She was
slow and methodical. Every so often she would stop for a little bit to
remember just what she was doing.

    "Computer. How long has Lieutenant Commander Quest been logged on
duty?"
Kevas asked.

    "Thirty two hours twenty one minutes, fifteen seconds." The computer
said.

    "That's too long, Genevieve." Kevas said. He could feel the fuzziness
and anger build in her.

    "I just couldn't sleep is all. And there's a lot to do down here."
Genevieve said.

    "I'm sorry about your second in command." Kevas said.

    "Lt. Ruezre Vengla." Genevieve reminded him. "Someone
should remember
her name."

    "Yes. They should." Kevas said mildly. What was that he felt from
Genevieve? Guilt? Fear?

    "Someone should remember..." Genevieve's eyes unfocused and
she just sat
for a minute. Kevas could feel sadness and guilt wash over her.

    "You did what you had to do." Kevas said. He wasn't certain that she
made the right choice, destroying the secret police base, but she was the
only one left to help, now.

    Genevieve looked up at him. "I murdered eleven thousand people, Kevas."
She said. Then she slumped onto the deck and broke into tears.

    Kevas just knelt down beside her and waited. After a while he picked the
crying woman up and carried her to sickbay. Genevieve was placed on medical
leave when the Endeavor reached Graylight Station.

    -*-

    With the news of the defeat of the Lucifer morale in the Phoenix Domain
dropped like a rock. Hard on the heels of that, the effects of the death of
the chief of the Secret Police rolled through the empire.

    The Phoenix Domain Secret Police were in disarray and the Domain had no
defense against the Federation.

    Many nobles began to speak of replacing Duke Osric openly. Many spoke of
replacing him with themselves. This talk soon blossomed into civil war. In
the end the Phoenix Domain disintegrated. Duke Osric retained the throne on
his own home world and the loyalty of two more planets. Others like Tara
and Estremerine declared themselves independent and sought closer ties to
the Federation.

    The Federation worlds in the sector, with no fear of the Phoenix Domain
began to expand and trade further and more openly.

    The crew of the Ferret was convicted of piracy and sentenced to a
variety of penal colonies. McEnzie got a lighter sentence in exchange for
testimony against the rest of her crew. Ousthan lived out the rest of his
life in the land called "New Zealand."

    Genevieve eventually recovered from her trauma and returned to duty as
the Chief Engineer of the USS Endeavor. She never again sought a command
posting and turned down all assignments having to do with command.


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