Setting: Year: 2238
Time:0900 hours
Location: Off coast of San Francisco, California, at Starfleet academy
The Klaxon began ringing loudly as I awoke. There had been a mysterious ship lingering in Klingon space, we we're sent to investigate it and hopefully it wouldn't be too hard to handle, then I could quickly get back to my much needed rest.
"Today is going to be a real life test of your skill, Cadets" the commander yelled, I grimaced at the sound of his voice he time a word exited his mouth, "there has been an attack on a Klingon outpost based near our borders, it seems that we are much closer than their fleet is, and so they need us to help them, each one of you will receive your orders and be sent on your way. Once you get to your stations, be prepare to be under way, these are all new ships, try not to scratch the paint too much." The Commander released us all. All of us got into uniform and were sent on our way to our assignments.
"I sure hope that this is nothing too bad," one of the older cadets said, He was 19, whereas I was 17. "If it was too bad do you think they would be sending us?" I responded, "Maybe it's because it was such a threat that they needed someone to be there immediately." He said excitedly, as he quickly turned off to his assignment. "They needed cannon fodder, that's what they need" I mumbled under my breath as he walked away.
I was assigned as a tactical officer to be aboard the U.S.S. Condor. "Permission to come aboard acting Captain Jenkins" "Permission granted, welcome aboard, your seat awaits. Engage the warp drive, prepare for light speed. And engage!" The room flashed with light as we entered light speed. "ETA to our destination helm?" "About 8 hours sir." "Comm. inform the crew to prepare for battle stations. We don't know what we're getting into"
8 hours later
"Prepare to drop out of light speed"
"Aye, aye sir, dropping out of light speed now"
As we entered the remains of the Klingon outpost we say through the rubble a large ship, "Scan that ship, what is it? It must be at least 50 kilometers long"
"Sir, it is massive, it has mostly pulse cannons, as well as about 60 torpedo bays, I suggest we steer clear of it, our whole fleet has no chance against this thing."
"We could always be a distraction til we have some experienced fleet commanders coming in." I responded
"We are just as good as any ship in Starfleet, we may not have a huge armament, but we don't need it, we need to outthink them, not outgun them, prepare to meet the fleet in battle."
As we approached the ship I realized that there was little help we could be, but we kept on going, hoping that our newly outfitted torpedo launcher would come to good use. "Arm the torpedoes, all hands, battle stations!" The captain screamed trying to maintain an image of calmness in the face of obvious defeat.
Our fleet was heavily outgunned, the Alien ship was too massive for us to do much damage, our only real hope was getting under the hood of this ship. There was one way to do this; it seemed from the sensor readings that it had 2 massive generators. If we took out even one of them we would be able to get to their other systems much easier. "Captain, I have an idea, it will work, but we need to work quickly " as I was about to inform the captain the ship shook violently with a shot from a pulse cannon, "Take it away, cadet Brinks" "Ok, if we get under their upper platform we should be able to take out their power generator " and another shot shook us about throwing me against the floor.
I got up in an attempt to man the tactical station yet again. The ship shook again, and all I saw was a flash of light


