Find the Founders III
Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 3:57 am
Setting: You have all been temporarily assigned to comm relay station 1121, somewhere in deep space. The nearest system is the Bajoran system, 10 days away at high warp. You are there conducting repairs stemming from neglected maintence, and the 2nd officer assigned to the outpost was injured and medevaced in the only shuttlecraft. The seven of you and myself are effectively alone out here.................
Mark sat alone at the main comm station board going over the internal sensors one more time. Stifeling a yawn, he checked the destination of the subspace signals heading for the Bajoran system again. "I wonder why communications are up?" he thought to himself. A small beeping on his secondary console caught his attention. He noticed that the operations board was indicating that signals were being routed slightly out of alignment from Bajor, and towards the wormhole, from one of the relays itself. "This doesn't make any sense." Mark muttered to himself. Keying up the internal sensors, he did a quick sweep of the station, and what he saw made his blood run cold. The internal sensors showed six humanoid lifesigns and two Founders on board. Just as he was about to key up specific scan, he heard a noise from behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he saw a familiar face come around the corner. "Oh man, I'm glad your here. My God, we have two Founders on the station." "I know" was the whispered reply in his ear as he felt something warm yet very sharp run across his throat. In terror, Mark watched his own blood splash the console as the person he considered a friend slowly reshaped his hand from a blade, and smashed the control panal. Just as he was about to smash the screen as well, revealing the presence of the Founders, Mark, with a last desperate effort, hit the red alert klaxon. As the alarm blared, the Founder turned into gel and disappeared into one of the vents. As the world began to turn black, Mark prayed that the others would figure out, who the Founders are.
Mark sat alone at the main comm station board going over the internal sensors one more time. Stifeling a yawn, he checked the destination of the subspace signals heading for the Bajoran system again. "I wonder why communications are up?" he thought to himself. A small beeping on his secondary console caught his attention. He noticed that the operations board was indicating that signals were being routed slightly out of alignment from Bajor, and towards the wormhole, from one of the relays itself. "This doesn't make any sense." Mark muttered to himself. Keying up the internal sensors, he did a quick sweep of the station, and what he saw made his blood run cold. The internal sensors showed six humanoid lifesigns and two Founders on board. Just as he was about to key up specific scan, he heard a noise from behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he saw a familiar face come around the corner. "Oh man, I'm glad your here. My God, we have two Founders on the station." "I know" was the whispered reply in his ear as he felt something warm yet very sharp run across his throat. In terror, Mark watched his own blood splash the console as the person he considered a friend slowly reshaped his hand from a blade, and smashed the control panal. Just as he was about to smash the screen as well, revealing the presence of the Founders, Mark, with a last desperate effort, hit the red alert klaxon. As the alarm blared, the Founder turned into gel and disappeared into one of the vents. As the world began to turn black, Mark prayed that the others would figure out, who the Founders are.