Imperial Klingons
17-07-2005, 18:44
The ship lurched to one side and sparks flooded across the floor as another bolt of energy smashed through their depleted shielding and into the hull itself. Warriors nearly fell over as the shock managed to get past the inertial dampeners. Captain Klaa stood fast, not moving an inch.
"Secondary power systems have been hit!" one warrior shouted. "Combat effectiveness reduced by 40%!"
"They seem to be targeting none-critical systems," Klaa said thoughtfully. He seemed oblivious to the noise of their battle. Two Birds-of-Prey loomed ominously on the viewer, pounding their lone vessel with everything they had. And yet he remained so calm it almost seemed as though he was on drugs.
"Return fire, target their bridges," Klaa said. "Security; this is the Captain, prepare to 'welcome' boarding parties."
A green beam lanced out from their Vor'Cha-class attack cruiser, splashing against the enemy's shielding but not getting through. Which was odd considering a Bird-of-Prey should not be any match for them. Two high-yield photon torpedoes impacted with both of the small ships, engulfing their spaceframes in a ball of fire which dissipated quickly in the vacuum of space. They should have been powerful enough to destroy both ships out-right, even if they hadn't been hit by anything else before. But their shields held.
Sure enough, just after their retaliation was concluded, an intruder alert klaxon suddenly began blaring, and warriors on the bridge reached for their various handheld weapons. Even with their shields down nobody could transport directly to the bridge, but they could transport just outside of the main blast doors...
Klaa nodded as once again his instinct proved accurate; he could hear a fire fight just beyond the massive blast doors that lead into the main areas of their large battlecruiser.
"I count no additional lifesigns onboard, sir," a confused officer announced after scrutinising his console. "Nor any lifesigns on those two Birds-of-Prey."
"Our sensor systems must have been damaged," Klaa said, looking down at his console as the sounds of battle came closer to the bridge.
"No sir, they are fully functional," the officer shook his head. "We are not fighting anybody..."
"We must be fighting some kind of robo..."
Klaa broke off as the blast doors were violently wrenched open from the other side. A Klingon warrior stood in the doorway, somehow holding the huge metal bulkheads apart with nothing but his arms. He looked pale, had a blank stare in his lifeless eyes, and had multiple burn marks and blade lacerations all over his body. Several similarly-battered warriors slowly hobbled under his arms and onto the bridge. Disrupter fire impacted with their flesh, gouging chunks from them, but they did not even blink. They clumsily began knocking the defenders out with their bare hands, swinging their arms around as dead weights and ignoring any attacks against them.
"Computer, overload the warp core and disable anti-matter containment systems," Klaa shouted, realising he was the last warrior standing and several of their seemingly-invulnerable attackers were now casually sauntering towards him, their pale skin pockmarked with lethal, smoking wounds.
"Error: command and control systems have been damaged," the computer told him as he was beaten down to the ground by numerous attackers. Once he was lying limp, in a pool of his own lilac blood, they sauntered around as though not knowing what to do next. A few of them began clumsily punching control consoles.
The sleek attack cruiser silently began moving forwards, and the two Birds-of-Prey now fell into formation with it. They vanished off into the distance as they entered warp. Not one of them had any lifesigns, but repairs and modifications to the newly-captured vessel were already underway.
Several days later, the Klingon High Council issued a short, vague statement:
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High Council of the Klingon Empire
"The High Council acknowledges that three days ago, the IKS Groth, a Klingon Vor'cha-class attack cruiser under the command of Captain Klaa, did go missing after reporting an engagement with two stolen Klingon vessels. This is the third vessel to disappear under unusual circumstances.
As there was no debris we are assuming the IKS Groth was captured. If anyone encounters this vessel, or the two Birds-of-Prey responsible for its capture, outside of Klingon Imperial Territory, it is suggested that you regard them as armed, dangerous and rogue vessels and destroy them on-sight. Klingon Intelligence is looking into the identity of the attackers and the whereabouts of our ships. Until then this is an internal affair of the Empire, and previous border restrictions remain in effect."
General Dar'CHAK
Commander of the Klingon Imperial Defence Force
"Secondary power systems have been hit!" one warrior shouted. "Combat effectiveness reduced by 40%!"
"They seem to be targeting none-critical systems," Klaa said thoughtfully. He seemed oblivious to the noise of their battle. Two Birds-of-Prey loomed ominously on the viewer, pounding their lone vessel with everything they had. And yet he remained so calm it almost seemed as though he was on drugs.
"Return fire, target their bridges," Klaa said. "Security; this is the Captain, prepare to 'welcome' boarding parties."
A green beam lanced out from their Vor'Cha-class attack cruiser, splashing against the enemy's shielding but not getting through. Which was odd considering a Bird-of-Prey should not be any match for them. Two high-yield photon torpedoes impacted with both of the small ships, engulfing their spaceframes in a ball of fire which dissipated quickly in the vacuum of space. They should have been powerful enough to destroy both ships out-right, even if they hadn't been hit by anything else before. But their shields held.
Sure enough, just after their retaliation was concluded, an intruder alert klaxon suddenly began blaring, and warriors on the bridge reached for their various handheld weapons. Even with their shields down nobody could transport directly to the bridge, but they could transport just outside of the main blast doors...
Klaa nodded as once again his instinct proved accurate; he could hear a fire fight just beyond the massive blast doors that lead into the main areas of their large battlecruiser.
"I count no additional lifesigns onboard, sir," a confused officer announced after scrutinising his console. "Nor any lifesigns on those two Birds-of-Prey."
"Our sensor systems must have been damaged," Klaa said, looking down at his console as the sounds of battle came closer to the bridge.
"No sir, they are fully functional," the officer shook his head. "We are not fighting anybody..."
"We must be fighting some kind of robo..."
Klaa broke off as the blast doors were violently wrenched open from the other side. A Klingon warrior stood in the doorway, somehow holding the huge metal bulkheads apart with nothing but his arms. He looked pale, had a blank stare in his lifeless eyes, and had multiple burn marks and blade lacerations all over his body. Several similarly-battered warriors slowly hobbled under his arms and onto the bridge. Disrupter fire impacted with their flesh, gouging chunks from them, but they did not even blink. They clumsily began knocking the defenders out with their bare hands, swinging their arms around as dead weights and ignoring any attacks against them.
"Computer, overload the warp core and disable anti-matter containment systems," Klaa shouted, realising he was the last warrior standing and several of their seemingly-invulnerable attackers were now casually sauntering towards him, their pale skin pockmarked with lethal, smoking wounds.
"Error: command and control systems have been damaged," the computer told him as he was beaten down to the ground by numerous attackers. Once he was lying limp, in a pool of his own lilac blood, they sauntered around as though not knowing what to do next. A few of them began clumsily punching control consoles.
The sleek attack cruiser silently began moving forwards, and the two Birds-of-Prey now fell into formation with it. They vanished off into the distance as they entered warp. Not one of them had any lifesigns, but repairs and modifications to the newly-captured vessel were already underway.
Several days later, the Klingon High Council issued a short, vague statement:
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High Council of the Klingon Empire
"The High Council acknowledges that three days ago, the IKS Groth, a Klingon Vor'cha-class attack cruiser under the command of Captain Klaa, did go missing after reporting an engagement with two stolen Klingon vessels. This is the third vessel to disappear under unusual circumstances.
As there was no debris we are assuming the IKS Groth was captured. If anyone encounters this vessel, or the two Birds-of-Prey responsible for its capture, outside of Klingon Imperial Territory, it is suggested that you regard them as armed, dangerous and rogue vessels and destroy them on-sight. Klingon Intelligence is looking into the identity of the attackers and the whereabouts of our ships. Until then this is an internal affair of the Empire, and previous border restrictions remain in effect."
General Dar'CHAK
Commander of the Klingon Imperial Defence Force