*OOC: I get the feeling you think Markon is older than he actually is.*
Markon: What do we have so far?
Researcher: It appears to be artificial in origin, as was obvious from its progression through the Klingon anatomy. One thing strikes as unusual, however.
The disease seems to be airborne, but triggered only by a specific gene - a gene shared only between Klingons and Romulans.
Markon: Can you explain it?
Researcher: Among bioweapons research conducted by Ambassador B'vat during the Klingon-Federation war of the 2400s, B'vat would often focus on traits shared between Gorn, Letheans or Klingons and the Federation species, in order to develop a weapon which he could test in a controlled environment and still get useful data about its performance on the intended target species. Of particular note was the fact that he would usually create bioweapons focusing on genetic similarities between the Gorn and Federation species which Klingons did not share, so he had a weapon to use in case the Gorn ever rebelled against the Empire.
Markon: You believe the Romulans adopted a similar strategy? B'vat was a madman. Do you truly believe the Romulans would unleash this on their own people?
Researcher: General, they are Romulans. Before the time of the Romulan Republic, the Tal Shiar exterminated entire colonies of their own people without mercy! They are without honour! I would not be surprised if this was unleashed on their border worlds to implicate us as the perpetrators of this disease!
Markon: Romulan to'ba!
*OOC: BTW, when are you doing the second Ghola Wave?*
*A stun device goes off as Gyunei drops on the ground killing the researcher with quick precision.. and shoots the rest in the room, the station's systems begin fluctuating as the garrison is locked out of response..*
*Gyunei removes his helmet and set it down... the face Markon won't forget, even whispers in his dreams.*
The harvenger arrives at the outpost and clears the security fleet stationed there.
Jacob beams over
Jacob: Dr. Anders do you have any updates on the process.
Dr. Anders: ah hello director. to answer your question yes and no. We have run some test on the subjects in cryo and the serum seems to be working but there are still test that will need to be done.
jacob: very nice doctor lets go on
The two talk for close to 3 hours
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Weynal is sitting in his office as he watches the news. He is still wary but no fool. He opens the comm.*
Weynal: Yes Captain? What may I do for you?
*OCC: As for the Ghola wave I will be doing it when the Vanguard gets on it to the core, I also need to introduce that new character. As for the character we discussed I think I will handle it but not until we get a move on the relay perhaps give a reason as decoding the cells is running into complications. *
*Bay at the Federation Stealth outpost the woman comes up to the ship's cargo bay, She is athletic, modified in every way, but a feminine side.. She does spot the Vanguard loading things up..*
Woman: I suspect this is the Vanguard unit I was told so much about. *Looking around *
Where is Captain Sanders?
David: Admiral, we've managed to capture a live Face Dancer. My Chief Medical Officer is confident he can come up with a method of detecting these creatures but... he needs to perform a live vivisection of the one we are holding captive.
*On the Federation Outpost. Armada turns to her.*
Armada: Abducted by a hostile force of unknown life forms, likely hell-bent on our annihilation.
You know, the usual.
*OOC: Okay, who's this character based on? Because if it's based on an ME character... you've already done Miranda.*
*A stun device goes off as Gyunei drops on the ground killing the researcher with quick precision.. and shoots the rest in the room, the station's systems begin fluctuating as the garrison is locked out of response..*
*Gyunei removes his helmet and set it down... the face Markon won't forget, even whispers in his dreams.*
OOC: Okay, I think you are exaggerating the impact Gyunei had on Markon's life. Klingons are a warrior species. They don't get PTSD easily. Markon is a great warrior, to the point where he doesn't allow his injury to hinder him. And, again, they're warriors. Markon wouldn't take Gyunei's actions personally. If this were Sam and not Markon, I would be okay with it (as indicated by the fact that I promoted a petrified Sam when Gyunei and Archangel attacked her), but it makes no sense for Markon's character to be this obsessed with Gyunei.
*Markon grabs his disruptor, firing a brief flurry of bolts at Gyunei as he takes cover.*
Markon: General Markon to security! Intruder on Main Research floor!
*He gets no response, quickly realising comms are out before letting out a Klingon curse. He then jumps over the console he was using as cover, shooting at Gyunei, hitting Gyunei's armour.*
*Deep Space, R.S.S. Discovery. Matt walks onto the Bridge as the Discovery reaches the probe launch site. Mason is already there.*
Reynolds: Captain Forrester. You're just in time for the show.
Ops, prepare the Quantum Scan Probe for launch.
Ops: Probe ready.
Reynolds: Set fold-jump coordinates.
Ops: Coordinates set.
Reynolds: Engage Fold-Space Drive.
*The Discovery's Epsilon Emitters spur to life as a fold-space conduit forms ahead of it.*
Ops: Fold-Space conduit is active and holding.
Reynolds: Launch the probe.
Ops: Probe launched.
*They look out the viewer as they see the probe blast into the conduit, before the conduit seals. After a few seconds, the Ops terminal beeps.*
The probe's QBC transceiver has linked up with us. We're receiving telemetry.
Reynolds: On screen.
*The screen shows a desert planet, with a Space Station in orbit, comprised of an amalgam of Klingon, Romulan, Human, Vulcan, Turanian, Voth, Kazon and even Borg starships. The bridge crew look in shock as the computer identifies each and every one of them (minus the Borg, Voth and Kazon ships).*
Matt: The Avenger.
Mason: The Seleya.
Reynolds: Some of those ships have been missing for 400 years!
Mason: Not anymore.
Have the probe use that worm on the Cube.
Ops: Sir?
Reynolds: Do it.
*The Ops lieutenant starts the download, quickly managing to get the evidence proving the alien infiltration before an alien vessel appears on the feed.*
Helm: Captain!
Mason: Destruct the probe!
Reynolds: Lieutenant!
Ops: I'm trying! It won't--!
*Suddenly, the image of a human in an ancient Starfleet Uniform appears.*
Human: We are the Union.
Reynolds: Lieutenant?
Ops: They've hijacked the Quantum Communication Beam the Probe was transmitting. I can't disengage contact without severing communication with the probe.
Reynolds: Keep trying the self-destruct.
Ops: Aye, sir.
Human: Human, male. Likely age between 30 and 40 of their Terran years.
*He then looks at Matt.*
Human, male. Similar age.
*Then at Mason.*
Human, male. Greying hair suggests age in excess of 50 Terran years, however, the absence of ageing facial features suggests an age of approximately 40 with abnormal levels of stress.
*Then back at Reynolds.*
Republic Officer.
Your people will become one with the union.
*Mason walks over to Reynolds.*
Mason: Let me handle this.
Reynolds: Be my guest.
*Mason addresses the host.*
Mason: Who are you?
Host: Individual identities are not required. We are the union - the most advanced form of organic life in existence. We mean you no harm. We seek peaceful co-existence.
Mason: You seize control over sentient beings. How is that--?
Matt: You're symbiotic.
Host: We are the union. We require the use of host bodies to develop and reproduce. You shall be one under us.
Mason: You don't just use our bodies - you take full control of them!
Host: Your purpose to us is as the purpose of cattle to you. Your lives are insignificant. The union shall grow.
*Reynolds taps the Ops lieutenant's shoulder.*
Ops: I think I've just about...
Matt: One moment.
Your people are taking control over the Republic.
Host: They were a suitable breeding ground. The union shall--
David: Admiral, we've managed to capture a live Face Dancer. My Chief Medical Officer is confident he can come up with a method of detecting these creatures but... he needs to perform a live vivisection of the one we are holding captive.
*On the Federation Outpost. Armada turns to her.*
Armada: Abducted by a hostile force of unknown life forms, likely hell-bent on our annihilation.
You know, the usual.
*OOC: Okay, who's this character based on? Because if it's based on an ME character... you've already done Miranda.*
OOC: No. Its not. I thought I would throw a curve ball and show what could be done with the Innovades. She is a Shield agent after all. Mainly it is based off something else entirely so don't worry it is for a different character. Also basing it a little off Black Widow from the comics so you can guess that it can involve Danny. *
Weynal: You know the law Captain. We cannot do a live vivisection on a living creature. Every government would condem the action... I need something better than that. I know these things could be anywhere...
Are you certain that there is no sort of kill switch in this one?
*Federation Outpost*
Woman: That does sound like the usual given recent history.. Then I guess I give you these. *She hands him a pad containing her orders.*
OOC: No. Its not. I thought I would throw a curve ball and show what could be done with the Innovades. She is a Shield agent after all. Mainly it is based off something else entirely so don't worry it is for a different character. Also basing it a little off Black Widow from the comics so you can guess that it can involve Danny. *
Weynal: You know the law Captain. We cannot do a live vivisection on a living creature. Every government would condem the action... I need something better than that. I know these things could be anywhere...
Are you certain that there is no sort of kill switch in this one?
*Federation Outpost*
Woman: That does sound like the usual given recent history.. Then I guess I give you these. *She hands him a pad containing her orders.*
David: So far, it has made no attempts to terminate itself. Usually, when we capture one, they terminate themselves upon capture, but this one hasn't.
With respect, sir, I understand the hesitation. I don't like it, but a vivisection seems to be the only way to get any further in terms of understanding these creatures.
What about an exploratory surgery? Just so analyse their physiology in an active state. Exploratory surgery is not outlawed.
OOC: No. Its not. I thought I would throw a curve ball and show what could be done with the Innovades. She is a Shield agent after all. Mainly it is based off something else entirely so don't worry it is for a different character. Also basing it a little off Black Widow from the comics so you can guess that it can involve Danny. *
Weynal: You know the law Captain. We cannot do a live vivisection on a living creature. Every government would condem the action... I need something better than that. I know these things could be anywhere...
Are you certain that there is no sort of kill switch in this one?
*Federation Outpost*
Woman: That does sound like the usual given recent history.. Then I guess I give you these. *She hands him a pad containing her orders.*
David: So far, it has made no attempts to terminate itself. Usually, when we capture one, they terminate themselves upon capture, but this one hasn't.
With respect, sir, I understand the hesitation. I don't like it, but a vivisection seems to be the only way to get any further in terms of understanding these creatures.
What about an exploratory surgery? Just so analyse their physiology in an active state. Exploratory surgery is not outlawed.
Captain Harper( son of late fleet admiral harper) : do we have the transmission.
Officer: yes sir
Harper: well then let's see if we can offer assistance. Hail the republic vessel. I want to know what these things are and if we have to break a few laws so be.
Ooc: so as you can see harper is much like his dad used to be independent and will bend the rules. Also the unsc has no law about the procedure the republic wants to do just an FYI.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*The R.S.S. Discovery fold-jumps into Dalos Alpha Prime orbit as a transport ship also enters orbit.
10 minutes later, Mason and Matt are in the President's Office, presenting him with the evidence of the Union's infiltration of the Republic.*
President: What do they mean?
Mason: Sir?
President: The numbers, Mason. What do they mean?
*OOC: Sorry, couldn't resist!*
*Mason walks over, finding that the data hadn't properly decrypted (i.e. that he hadn't applied his decryption key before giving the data to the President) before decrypting it. A few minutes pass by, and the President quickly stands.*
This "Union"... how big of a threat are they?
Mason: A bigger threat the longer they maintain positions of power within the Republic.
I want your permission to have the O.S.S. run a full sweep of all Government Officials and high-ranking Military personnel, and I need discretionary authority to do it.
President: Are you certain your department can--?
Mason: I still have 500 agents across both Beta and Delta Quadrants. Unfortunately, 362 of them are facing charges for crimes they didn't commit.
President: Can you prove that?
Mason: Mr President, if I'm right, the sweeps will give me the evidence I need to clear them.
*The President paces around the room for a few moments, deep in thought, before picking up a PADD and typing on it for a few moments. The PADD quickly compiles an executive order based on his initial premise. He then submits his thumbprint.*
President: There. Office of State Security Special Order 10 is in effect. You have full security power to implement these sweeps, and full access to all O.S.S. resources, whether they are being detained or not.
I'm putting a lot at stake here, Director. Get it done.
Mason: Yes, sir.
President: There's the matter of Mr Forrester here...
Mason: Sir, I can safely say that without Forrester, I could not have uncovered the full extent of the conspiracy. While his actions have galaxy-wide implications, he was motivated by loyalty to the Republic. That has always been his motive. And I am certain that the actions leading to his suspension were--
President: I've already read your report, Director.
Mason: Yes sir.
President: Well Mr Forrester, I am torn as to what I should do. Half the Senate would ask me to give you a medal for this - the other half would have you shot for the Allington affair. So, by all rights, I should give you the medal and then have you shot.
*Matt and Mason let smirks cross their faces at the joke.*
Fortunately, I get to wait to make that decision.
Director, do you have anything else for me?
Mason: No sir.
President: Then you can go.
*Mason nods before walking out.*
Clara, you can send in the next two now.
*Matt turns to leave.*
Mr Forrester, could you wait a moment?
*Matt stops and begins to turn back to face his Commander-in-Chief, when he sees Sam walk in, followed by T'mar.*
Matt: Sam?
Sam: Matt?
*She hugs him, the two sharng a moment before realising something - they're hugging eachother in the Office of the President of the Republic of United Star Systems - the second-largest power in the known Galaxy and the most militarily powerful...
They quickly stop, clearing their throats before turning back to the President, who's clearly amused by the awkwardness of the situation.*
President: Oh, don't stop on my account. Just, you know, don't start making out or anything without warning me.
How humans manage these complex personal relationships will always elude me...
Anyway, Captain Allington...
Sam: Sir...?
President: If I were to place you in front of the Senate, do you know how many people would be screaming to have you shot?
Sam: A lot?
President: A lot.
Fortunately for you, "a lot" does not mean "the majority".
Charges against you have been dropped, in light of your actions in defending this planet and Reach.
Also, not to put too fine a point on it, we need you. You know the Shadows better than anyone else in the U.G.C. That makes you a valuable resource.
I have a question, however.
Sam: Sir?
President: Why did you change sides?
Sam: Well, I...
*She has trouble putting her answer into words.*
It's complicated. But, if everyone had given up on me, I don't think anyone could have saved me.
*She glances at Matt.*
Matt was the only one who didn't give up on me, over the course of 2 years, he never gave up on me.
President: Thank you.
Well, Captain Forrester... I'd say you have paperwork to fill.
Matt: Sir?
President: We need her in the field, but I can't get away with letting her remain in the military. However, I need you in the field too, as a war hero and as a strategist. As of this moment, I'm lifting your suspension and assigning you as the Republic's Military liaison to the Citadel as a Fleet Captain, with all the rights and privileges due to an officer of that rank.
This way, I get both of you into the field without getting an earful from my entire cabinet. I also get to replace Weynal with someone who I not only trust, but know to be clean and who won't start a war with another Galactic Power.
Matt: Thank... thank you, sir!
President: You're welcome. Now, you're free to go.
*The group leaves the room, with Matt and Sam stopping as they walk through the corridor towards the transporter room.*
David: So far, it has made no attempts to terminate itself. Usually, when we capture one, they terminate themselves upon capture, but this one hasn't.
With respect, sir, I understand the hesitation. I don't like it, but a vivisection seems to be the only way to get any further in terms of understanding these creatures.
What about an exploratory surgery? Just so analyse their physiology in an active state. Exploratory surgery is not outlawed.
*OOC: Who is ready for another twist as to who exactly is behind this and why Weynal is so calm about this. Yes we are going to tie up somethings as well as confound things to.. This also starts round two.. of the Ghola Project.*
Weynal: *Looks to another Ramez sitting infront of him calmly... This one is different as a Face Dancer is being disposed of... by Shadow Broker Agents.. *
Very well but I want it done right as does the Admiral I want you to head to a hidden joint Republic-Federation outpost near our border.. I will have arranged Holtz to go there as well.
Captain Harper( son of late fleet admiral harper) : do we have the transmission.
Officer: yes sir
Harper: well then let's see if we can offer assistance. Hail the republic vessel. I want to know what these things are and if we have to break a few laws so be.
Ooc: so as you can see harper is much like his dad used to be independent and will bend the rules. Also the unsc has no law about the procedure the republic wants to do just an FYI.
*OOC: Still I have things in mind to push this forward. Trust me if they want to get in this and there will be a surprise there as well to help bring Adjeca's faction into peace with the rest...*
*The R.S.S. Discovery fold-jumps into Dalos Alpha Prime orbit as a transport ship also enters orbit.
10 minutes later, Mason and Matt are in the President's Office, presenting him with the evidence of the Union's infiltration of the Republic.*
President: What do they mean?
Mason: Sir?
President: The numbers, Mason. What do they mean?
*OOC: Sorry, couldn't resist!*
*Mason walks over, finding that the data hadn't properly decrypted (i.e. that he hadn't applied his decryption key before giving the data to the President) before decrypting it. A few minutes pass by, and the President quickly stands.*
This "Union"... how big of a threat are they?
Mason: A bigger threat the longer they maintain positions of power within the Republic.
I want your permission to have the O.S.S. run a full sweep of all Government Officials and high-ranking Military personnel, and I need discretionary authority to do it.
President: Are you certain your department can--?
Mason: I still have 500 agents across both Beta and Delta Quadrants. Unfortunately, 362 of them are facing charges for crimes they didn't commit.
President: Can you prove that?
Mason: Mr President, if I'm right, the sweeps will give me the evidence I need to clear them.
*The President paces around the room for a few moments, deep in thought, before picking up a PADD and typing on it for a few moments. The PADD quickly compiles an executive order based on his initial premise. He then submits his thumbprint.*
President: There. Office of State Security Special Order 10 is in effect. You have full security power to implement these sweeps, and full access to all O.S.S. resources, whether they are being detained or not.
I'm putting a lot at stake here, Director. Get it done.
Mason: Yes, sir.
President: There's the matter of Mr Forrester here...
Mason: Sir, I can safely say that without Forrester, I could not have uncovered the full extent of the conspiracy. While his actions have galaxy-wide implications, he was motivated by loyalty to the Republic. That has always been his motive. And I am certain that the actions leading to his suspension were--
President: I've already read your report, Director.
Mason: Yes sir.
President: Well Mr Forrester, I am torn as to what I should do. Half the Senate would ask me to give you a medal for this - the other half would have you shot for the Allington affair. So, by all rights, I should give you the medal and then have you shot.
*Matt and Mason let smirks cross their faces at the joke.*
Fortunately, I get to wait to make that decision.
Director, do you have anything else for me?
Mason: No sir.
President: Then you can go.
*Mason nods before walking out.*
Clara, you can send in the next two now.
*Matt turns to leave.*
Mr Forrester, could you wait a moment?
*Matt stops and begins to turn back to face his Commander-in-Chief, when he sees Sam walk in, followed by T'mar.*
Matt: Sam?
Sam: Matt?
*She hugs him, the two sharng a moment before realising something - they're hugging eachother in the Office of the President of the Republic of United Star Systems - the second-largest power in the known Galaxy and the most militarily powerful...
They quickly stop, clearing their throats before turning back to the President, who's clearly amused by the awkwardness of the situation.*
President: Oh, don't stop on my account. Just, you know, don't start making out or anything without warning me.
How humans manage these complex personal relationships will always elude me...
Anyway, Captain Allington...
Sam: Sir...?
President: If I were to place you in front of the Senate, do you know how many people would be screaming to have you shot?
Sam: A lot?
President: A lot.
Fortunately for you, "a lot" does not mean "the majority".
Charges against you have been dropped, in light of your actions in defending this planet and Reach.
Also, not to put too fine a point on it, we need you. You know the Shadows better than anyone else in the U.G.C. That makes you a valuable resource.
I have a question, however.
Sam: Sir?
President: Why did you change sides?
Sam: Well, I...
*She has trouble putting her answer into words.*
It's complicated. But, if everyone had given up on me, I don't think anyone could have saved me.
*She glances at Matt.*
Matt was the only one who didn't give up on me, over the course of 2 years, he never gave up on me.
President: Thank you.
Well, Captain Forrester... I'd say you have paperwork to fill.
Matt: Sir?
President: We need her in the field, but I can't get away with letting her remain in the military. However, I need you in the field too, as a war hero and as a strategist. As of this moment, I'm lifting your suspension and assigning you as the Republic's Military liaison to the Citadel as a Fleet Captain, with all the rights and privileges due to an officer of that rank.
This way, I get both of you into the field without getting an earful from my entire cabinet. I also get to replace Weynal with someone who I not only trust, but know to be clean and who won't start a war with another Galactic Power.
Matt: Thank... thank you, sir!
President: You're welcome. Now, you're free to go.
*The group leaves the room, with Matt and Sam stopping as they walk through the corridor towards the transporter room.*
Sam: Matt, there's something I need to tell you.
Matt: What is it?
Sam: Not here.
I'll tell you later.
Matt: Uh... okay.
*OOC: Nice. Still ready to confound things just a little?*
*Stane's new base of operations the Relay is still being worked on... but the tanks are now being worked on as things start to go insane as the tanks that were gestating are now birthing*
*A artificial newtype clone starts doing the decoding of the personality.. It squirms and tenses up as the tank soon births the subject. Kela...*
Kela: *vomiting tank fluid from her body... soon looks around... Stane is there his aura calming her as the song plays in her mind calming her further. *
Where am I?
Stane: It has been sometime since you were alive my child..
Kela: Who are you...
Stane: The one who brought you back my masters however suggested it.
Kela: Where is Preston...
Stane: Preston is dead. Has been for nearly four years.. As have you and Gyunei...
Kela: Impossible... They could not have killed him..
Stane: James Allen did at the cost of his own life and it brought us what we have now.
Kela: What do you want me to do kill for you?
Stane: For yourself and our masters.. Against the woman that is at fault for Damon getting killed.
Kela: My brother?
Stane: Yes... She still lives. Living as a traitor of the galaxy...
Kela: I want the **** and her head... on a stick...
Stane: Very colorful.. Go and get acclimated and we will send you with someone who should be of help...
*A assistant comes to the doctor. *
Assistant: Sir the fourth tank's subject is not going through
*OOC: Okay Ryan if you want to handle the next Ghola as we discussed? The Fourth is something special...*
*OOC: Who is ready for another twist as to who exactly is behind this and why Weynal is so calm about this. Yes we are going to tie up somethings as well as confound things to.. This also starts round two.. of the Ghola Project.*
Weynal: *Looks to another Ramez sitting infront of him calmly... This one is different as a Face Dancer is being disposed of... by Shadow Broker Agents.. *
Very well but I want it done right as does the Admiral I want you to head to a hidden joint Republic-Federation outpost near our border.. I will have arranged Holtz to go there as well.
*Stane's new base of operations the Relay is still being worked on... but the tanks are now being worked on as things start to go insane as the tanks that were gestating are now birthing*
*A artificial newtype clone starts doing the decoding of the personality.. It squirms and tenses up as the tank soon births the subject. Kela...*
Kela: *vomiting tank fluid from her body... soon looks around... Stane is there his aura calming her as the song plays in her mind calming her further. *
Where am I?
Stane: It has been sometime since you were alive my child..
Kela: Who are you...
Stane: The one who brought you back my masters however suggested it.
Kela: Where is Preston...
Stane: Preston is dead. Has been for nearly four years.. As have you and Gyunei...
Kela: Impossible... They could not have killed him..
Stane: James Allen did at the cost of his own life and it brought us what we have now.
Kela: What do you want me to do kill for you?
Stane: For yourself and our masters.. Against the woman that is at fault for Damon getting killed.
Kela: My brother?
Stane: Yes... She still lives. Living as a traitor of the galaxy...
Kela: I want the **** and her head... on a stick...
Stane: Very colorful.. Go and get acclimated and we will send you with someone who should be of help...
*A assistant comes to the doctor. *
Assistant: Sir the fourth tank's subject is not going through
*OOC: Okay Ryan if you want to handle the next Ghola as we discussed? The Fourth is something special...*
Morrison: Let's have a look...
*They walk over to a tank with a human male, in his 50s, inside. Morrison looks at the readout.*
His brain functions aren't responding. We need...
*Suddenly, a rapid tone comes from the console. Morrison breathes a sigh of relief, looking at the assistant.*
You forgot to perform the neural stimulation.
*The tank opens, and the man falls out, spitting out tank-fluid before clambering to his feet. He looks at Morrison.*
Man: Doctor Morrison?
Morrison: Hello again, Richard.
*The man, with greying sideburns, looks around.*
How do you feel?
Richard: Like I...
What happened?
Morrison: What do you remember?
Richard: I remember...
*[Flashback]
Tri'TRIBBLE Prime, 12 years earlier. Richard is in his 40s, stepping into the canopy of a Republic Hornet-Class Fighter (introduced during the Shadow War, but has been used as a trainer for pilots moving up to the Raptor-Class for the past 20 years). As he powers up the fighter, he sees an explosion engulf the hangar from the fuel depot.*
[/Flashback]*
The explosion. There was an explosion in the hangar.
Morrison: Yes. You and the cadets were all killed.
Richard: Sam was on her way--
What happened to my daughter?
Morrison: She was barely hit by the blast.
The bomb was set by Cadet Tr'ian. She was acting under General Order 666.
The Republic Naval Intelligence and Office of State Security found out about your connection to us, Richard.
*Richard looks around again, thinking, and then he realises something.*
Richard: You said Sam survived the blast.
Morrison: Yes?
Richard: Where is she?
Morrison: Rick--
Richard: You were supposed to contact her if anything like this happened.
Morrison: Rick, it's complicated. The Director didn't feel she would be open to joining the D.I.S.
He agreed with your assessment of her skills for Project: Archangel, though.
Richard: Where is she?
Morrison: We lost her. The O.S.S. located us and took her.
Richard, she's alive, but there's a lot we need to bring you up to date on.
Firstly, we're not with the D.I.S. any more. Obadiah Stane--
Richard: The Multi-Billionaire Philanthropist?
Morrison: The same. He's the one who gave me what I needed to resurrect you. You'd like him.
*Morrison leads Richard over to Stane.*
Richard, this is Obadiah Stane.
Mr Stane, may I introduce Richard O'Neil Allington?
*OOC: Okay, this is going to be very interesting. I thought it would be a great idea to give Sam's dad a link to D.I.S., and then I had the idea of actually makig him the one who suggested Sam for Project: Archangel. Yes, you read that right; Sam's own father is responsible for the worst period of Sam's life.
*They walk over to a tank with a human male, in his 50s, inside. Morrison looks at the readout.*
His brain functions aren't responding. We need...
*Suddenly, a rapid tone comes from the console. Morrison breathes a sigh of relief, looking at the assistant.*
You forgot to perform the neural stimulation.
*The tank opens, and the man falls out, spitting out tank-fluid before clambering to his feet. He looks at Morrison.*
Man: Doctor Morrison?
Morrison: Hello again, Richard.
*The man, with greying sideburns, looks around.*
How do you feel?
Richard: Like I...
What happened?
Morrison: What do you remember?
Richard: I remember...
*[Flashback]
Tri'TRIBBLE Prime, 12 years earlier. Richard is in his 40s, stepping into the canopy of a Republic Hornet-Class Fighter (introduced during the Shadow War, but has been used as a trainer for pilots moving up to the Raptor-Class for the past 20 years). As he powers up the fighter, he sees an explosion engulf the hangar from the fuel depot.*
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The explosion. There was an explosion in the hangar.
Morrison: Yes. You and the cadets were all killed.
Richard: Sam was on her way--
What happened to my daughter?
Morrison: She was barely hit by the blast.
The bomb was set by Cadet Tr'ian. She was acting under General Order 666.
The Republic Naval Intelligence and Office of State Security found out about your connection to us, Richard.
*Richard looks around again, thinking, and then he realises something.*
Richard: You said Sam survived the blast.
Morrison: Yes?
Richard: Where is she?
Morrison: Rick--
Richard: You were supposed to contact her if anything like this happened.
Morrison: Rick, it's complicated. The Director didn't feel she would be open to joining the D.I.S.
He agreed with your assessment of her skills for Project: Archangel, though.
Richard: Where is she?
Morrison: We lost her. The O.S.S. located us and took her.
Richard, she's alive, but there's a lot we need to bring you up to date on.
Firstly, we're not with the D.I.S. any more. Obadiah Stane--
Richard: The Multi-Billionaire Philanthropist?
Morrison: The same. He's the one who gave me what I needed to resurrect you. You'd like him.
*Morrison leads Richard over to Stane.*
Richard, this is Obadiah Stane.
Mr Stane, may I introduce Richard O'Neil Allington?
*OOC: Okay, this is going to be very interesting. I thought it would be a great idea to give Sam's dad a link to D.I.S., and then I had the idea of actually makig him the one who suggested Sam for Project: Archangel. Yes, you read that right; Sam's own father is responsible for the worst period of Sam's life.
Irony, anyone?*
*OOC: There is Irony and I see it.*
Stane: Ah Richard Allington how do you feel being alive again..
Assistant: Doctor.. The genetic material has cleared decanting and is now in gestation. It will take a couple of weeks at the most for the subject to decode and birth
*Northman stands there calmly... he knows he is not going to get a response.. as he leaves the room, he looks over slightly and just smiles as he moves away and slinks off into a corner to watch.*
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*A stun device goes off as Gyunei drops on the ground killing the researcher with quick precision.. and shoots the rest in the room, the station's systems begin fluctuating as the garrison is locked out of response..*
*Gyunei removes his helmet and set it down... the face Markon won't forget, even whispers in his dreams.*
Officer: aye sir.
Jacob: very good. Time to see if they have made any progress.
Jacob beams over
Jacob: Dr. Anders do you have any updates on the process.
Dr. Anders: ah hello director. to answer your question yes and no. We have run some test on the subjects in cryo and the serum seems to be working but there are still test that will need to be done.
jacob: very nice doctor lets go on
The two talk for close to 3 hours
Dr. Anders : more slowly then we would hope.
David: Admiral, we've managed to capture a live Face Dancer. My Chief Medical Officer is confident he can come up with a method of detecting these creatures but... he needs to perform a live vivisection of the one we are holding captive.
*On the Federation Outpost. Armada turns to her.*
Armada: Abducted by a hostile force of unknown life forms, likely hell-bent on our annihilation.
You know, the usual.
*OOC: Okay, who's this character based on? Because if it's based on an ME character... you've already done Miranda.*
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OOC: Okay, I think you are exaggerating the impact Gyunei had on Markon's life. Klingons are a warrior species. They don't get PTSD easily. Markon is a great warrior, to the point where he doesn't allow his injury to hinder him. And, again, they're warriors. Markon wouldn't take Gyunei's actions personally. If this were Sam and not Markon, I would be okay with it (as indicated by the fact that I promoted a petrified Sam when Gyunei and Archangel attacked her), but it makes no sense for Markon's character to be this obsessed with Gyunei.
*Markon grabs his disruptor, firing a brief flurry of bolts at Gyunei as he takes cover.*
Markon: General Markon to security! Intruder on Main Research floor!
*He gets no response, quickly realising comms are out before letting out a Klingon curse. He then jumps over the console he was using as cover, shooting at Gyunei, hitting Gyunei's armour.*
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Reynolds: Captain Forrester. You're just in time for the show.
Ops, prepare the Quantum Scan Probe for launch.
Ops: Probe ready.
Reynolds: Set fold-jump coordinates.
Ops: Coordinates set.
Reynolds: Engage Fold-Space Drive.
*The Discovery's Epsilon Emitters spur to life as a fold-space conduit forms ahead of it.*
Ops: Fold-Space conduit is active and holding.
Reynolds: Launch the probe.
Ops: Probe launched.
*They look out the viewer as they see the probe blast into the conduit, before the conduit seals. After a few seconds, the Ops terminal beeps.*
The probe's QBC transceiver has linked up with us. We're receiving telemetry.
Reynolds: On screen.
*The screen shows a desert planet, with a Space Station in orbit, comprised of an amalgam of Klingon, Romulan, Human, Vulcan, Turanian, Voth, Kazon and even Borg starships. The bridge crew look in shock as the computer identifies each and every one of them (minus the Borg, Voth and Kazon ships).*
Matt: The Avenger.
Mason: The Seleya.
Reynolds: Some of those ships have been missing for 400 years!
Mason: Not anymore.
Have the probe use that worm on the Cube.
Ops: Sir?
Reynolds: Do it.
*The Ops lieutenant starts the download, quickly managing to get the evidence proving the alien infiltration before an alien vessel appears on the feed.*
Helm: Captain!
Mason: Destruct the probe!
Reynolds: Lieutenant!
Ops: I'm trying! It won't--!
*Suddenly, the image of a human in an ancient Starfleet Uniform appears.*
Human: We are the Union.
Reynolds: Lieutenant?
Ops: They've hijacked the Quantum Communication Beam the Probe was transmitting. I can't disengage contact without severing communication with the probe.
Reynolds: Keep trying the self-destruct.
Ops: Aye, sir.
Human: Human, male. Likely age between 30 and 40 of their Terran years.
*He then looks at Matt.*
Human, male. Similar age.
*Then at Mason.*
Human, male. Greying hair suggests age in excess of 50 Terran years, however, the absence of ageing facial features suggests an age of approximately 40 with abnormal levels of stress.
*Then back at Reynolds.*
Republic Officer.
Your people will become one with the union.
*Mason walks over to Reynolds.*
Mason: Let me handle this.
Reynolds: Be my guest.
*Mason addresses the host.*
Mason: Who are you?
Host: Individual identities are not required. We are the union - the most advanced form of organic life in existence. We mean you no harm. We seek peaceful co-existence.
Mason: You seize control over sentient beings. How is that--?
Matt: You're symbiotic.
Host: We are the union. We require the use of host bodies to develop and reproduce. You shall be one under us.
Mason: You don't just use our bodies - you take full control of them!
Host: Your purpose to us is as the purpose of cattle to you. Your lives are insignificant. The union shall grow.
*Reynolds taps the Ops lieutenant's shoulder.*
Ops: I think I've just about...
Matt: One moment.
Your people are taking control over the Republic.
Host: They were a suitable breeding ground. The union shall--
Reynolds: Lieutenant, shut that thing up.
*The screen cuts out as the probe explodes.*
Ops: Probe destroyed, sir.
Mason: Son of a...
We got it. We got it.
We got it.
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Jacob: set course for UNIT HQ. We have a few things to discuss.
OOC: No. Its not. I thought I would throw a curve ball and show what could be done with the Innovades. She is a Shield agent after all. Mainly it is based off something else entirely so don't worry it is for a different character. Also basing it a little off Black Widow from the comics so you can guess that it can involve Danny. *
Weynal: You know the law Captain. We cannot do a live vivisection on a living creature. Every government would condem the action... I need something better than that. I know these things could be anywhere...
Are you certain that there is no sort of kill switch in this one?
*Federation Outpost*
Woman: That does sound like the usual given recent history.. Then I guess I give you these. *She hands him a pad containing her orders.*
Officer: sir we have a positive ping on ultron he's at an old abonded base in federation space.
Jacob: how far.
Officer: a sector.
Jacob: all hands battle stations. Power all weapons and raise shields. Power all systems to full.
Officers: aye sir!
David: So far, it has made no attempts to terminate itself. Usually, when we capture one, they terminate themselves upon capture, but this one hasn't.
With respect, sir, I understand the hesitation. I don't like it, but a vivisection seems to be the only way to get any further in terms of understanding these creatures.
What about an exploratory surgery? Just so analyse their physiology in an active state. Exploratory surgery is not outlawed.
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*Armada looks at the PADD.*
Forest: What does it say?
Armada: Welcome to the team, Miss...?
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Captain Harper( son of late fleet admiral harper) : do we have the transmission.
Officer: yes sir
Harper: well then let's see if we can offer assistance. Hail the republic vessel. I want to know what these things are and if we have to break a few laws so be.
Ooc: so as you can see harper is much like his dad used to be independent and will bend the rules. Also the unsc has no law about the procedure the republic wants to do just an FYI.
10 minutes later, Mason and Matt are in the President's Office, presenting him with the evidence of the Union's infiltration of the Republic.*
President: What do they mean?
Mason: Sir?
President: The numbers, Mason. What do they mean?
*OOC: Sorry, couldn't resist!*
*Mason walks over, finding that the data hadn't properly decrypted (i.e. that he hadn't applied his decryption key before giving the data to the President) before decrypting it. A few minutes pass by, and the President quickly stands.*
This "Union"... how big of a threat are they?
Mason: A bigger threat the longer they maintain positions of power within the Republic.
I want your permission to have the O.S.S. run a full sweep of all Government Officials and high-ranking Military personnel, and I need discretionary authority to do it.
President: Are you certain your department can--?
Mason: I still have 500 agents across both Beta and Delta Quadrants. Unfortunately, 362 of them are facing charges for crimes they didn't commit.
President: Can you prove that?
Mason: Mr President, if I'm right, the sweeps will give me the evidence I need to clear them.
*The President paces around the room for a few moments, deep in thought, before picking up a PADD and typing on it for a few moments. The PADD quickly compiles an executive order based on his initial premise. He then submits his thumbprint.*
President: There. Office of State Security Special Order 10 is in effect. You have full security power to implement these sweeps, and full access to all O.S.S. resources, whether they are being detained or not.
I'm putting a lot at stake here, Director. Get it done.
Mason: Yes, sir.
President: There's the matter of Mr Forrester here...
Mason: Sir, I can safely say that without Forrester, I could not have uncovered the full extent of the conspiracy. While his actions have galaxy-wide implications, he was motivated by loyalty to the Republic. That has always been his motive. And I am certain that the actions leading to his suspension were--
President: I've already read your report, Director.
Mason: Yes sir.
President: Well Mr Forrester, I am torn as to what I should do. Half the Senate would ask me to give you a medal for this - the other half would have you shot for the Allington affair. So, by all rights, I should give you the medal and then have you shot.
*Matt and Mason let smirks cross their faces at the joke.*
Fortunately, I get to wait to make that decision.
Director, do you have anything else for me?
Mason: No sir.
President: Then you can go.
*Mason nods before walking out.*
Clara, you can send in the next two now.
*Matt turns to leave.*
Mr Forrester, could you wait a moment?
*Matt stops and begins to turn back to face his Commander-in-Chief, when he sees Sam walk in, followed by T'mar.*
Matt: Sam?
Sam: Matt?
*She hugs him, the two sharng a moment before realising something - they're hugging eachother in the Office of the President of the Republic of United Star Systems - the second-largest power in the known Galaxy and the most militarily powerful...
They quickly stop, clearing their throats before turning back to the President, who's clearly amused by the awkwardness of the situation.*
President: Oh, don't stop on my account. Just, you know, don't start making out or anything without warning me.
How humans manage these complex personal relationships will always elude me...
Anyway, Captain Allington...
Sam: Sir...?
President: If I were to place you in front of the Senate, do you know how many people would be screaming to have you shot?
Sam: A lot?
President: A lot.
Fortunately for you, "a lot" does not mean "the majority".
Charges against you have been dropped, in light of your actions in defending this planet and Reach.
Also, not to put too fine a point on it, we need you. You know the Shadows better than anyone else in the U.G.C. That makes you a valuable resource.
I have a question, however.
Sam: Sir?
President: Why did you change sides?
Sam: Well, I...
*She has trouble putting her answer into words.*
It's complicated. But, if everyone had given up on me, I don't think anyone could have saved me.
*She glances at Matt.*
Matt was the only one who didn't give up on me, over the course of 2 years, he never gave up on me.
President: Thank you.
Well, Captain Forrester... I'd say you have paperwork to fill.
Matt: Sir?
President: We need her in the field, but I can't get away with letting her remain in the military. However, I need you in the field too, as a war hero and as a strategist. As of this moment, I'm lifting your suspension and assigning you as the Republic's Military liaison to the Citadel as a Fleet Captain, with all the rights and privileges due to an officer of that rank.
This way, I get both of you into the field without getting an earful from my entire cabinet. I also get to replace Weynal with someone who I not only trust, but know to be clean and who won't start a war with another Galactic Power.
Matt: Thank... thank you, sir!
President: You're welcome. Now, you're free to go.
*The group leaves the room, with Matt and Sam stopping as they walk through the corridor towards the transporter room.*
Sam: Matt, there's something I need to tell you.
Matt: What is it?
Sam: Not here.
I'll tell you later.
Matt: Uh... okay.
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*OOC: Who is ready for another twist as to who exactly is behind this and why Weynal is so calm about this. Yes we are going to tie up somethings as well as confound things to.. This also starts round two.. of the Ghola Project.*
Weynal: *Looks to another Ramez sitting infront of him calmly... This one is different as a Face Dancer is being disposed of... by Shadow Broker Agents.. *
Very well but I want it done right as does the Admiral I want you to head to a hidden joint Republic-Federation outpost near our border.. I will have arranged Holtz to go there as well.
Admiral Ramez what do you think?
*OOC: Still I have things in mind to push this forward. Trust me if they want to get in this and there will be a surprise there as well to help bring Adjeca's faction into peace with the rest...*
*OOC: Nice. Still ready to confound things just a little?*
*A artificial newtype clone starts doing the decoding of the personality.. It squirms and tenses up as the tank soon births the subject. Kela...*
Kela: *vomiting tank fluid from her body... soon looks around... Stane is there his aura calming her as the song plays in her mind calming her further. *
Where am I?
Stane: It has been sometime since you were alive my child..
Kela: Who are you...
Stane: The one who brought you back my masters however suggested it.
Kela: Where is Preston...
Stane: Preston is dead. Has been for nearly four years.. As have you and Gyunei...
Kela: Impossible... They could not have killed him..
Stane: James Allen did at the cost of his own life and it brought us what we have now.
Kela: What do you want me to do kill for you?
Stane: For yourself and our masters.. Against the woman that is at fault for Damon getting killed.
Kela: My brother?
Stane: Yes... She still lives. Living as a traitor of the galaxy...
Kela: I want the **** and her head... on a stick...
Stane: Very colorful.. Go and get acclimated and we will send you with someone who should be of help...
*A assistant comes to the doctor. *
Assistant: Sir the fourth tank's subject is not going through
*OOC: Okay Ryan if you want to handle the next Ghola as we discussed? The Fourth is something special...*
Ramez: I agree.
David: Admiral Ra--?
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Morrison: Let's have a look...
*They walk over to a tank with a human male, in his 50s, inside. Morrison looks at the readout.*
His brain functions aren't responding. We need...
*Suddenly, a rapid tone comes from the console. Morrison breathes a sigh of relief, looking at the assistant.*
You forgot to perform the neural stimulation.
*The tank opens, and the man falls out, spitting out tank-fluid before clambering to his feet. He looks at Morrison.*
Man: Doctor Morrison?
Morrison: Hello again, Richard.
*The man, with greying sideburns, looks around.*
How do you feel?
Richard: Like I...
What happened?
Morrison: What do you remember?
Richard: I remember...
*[Flashback]
Tri'TRIBBLE Prime, 12 years earlier. Richard is in his 40s, stepping into the canopy of a Republic Hornet-Class Fighter (introduced during the Shadow War, but has been used as a trainer for pilots moving up to the Raptor-Class for the past 20 years). As he powers up the fighter, he sees an explosion engulf the hangar from the fuel depot.*
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The explosion. There was an explosion in the hangar.
Morrison: Yes. You and the cadets were all killed.
Richard: Sam was on her way--
What happened to my daughter?
Morrison: She was barely hit by the blast.
The bomb was set by Cadet Tr'ian. She was acting under General Order 666.
The Republic Naval Intelligence and Office of State Security found out about your connection to us, Richard.
*Richard looks around again, thinking, and then he realises something.*
Richard: You said Sam survived the blast.
Morrison: Yes?
Richard: Where is she?
Morrison: Rick--
Richard: You were supposed to contact her if anything like this happened.
Morrison: Rick, it's complicated. The Director didn't feel she would be open to joining the D.I.S.
He agreed with your assessment of her skills for Project: Archangel, though.
Richard: Where is she?
Morrison: We lost her. The O.S.S. located us and took her.
Richard, she's alive, but there's a lot we need to bring you up to date on.
Firstly, we're not with the D.I.S. any more. Obadiah Stane--
Richard: The Multi-Billionaire Philanthropist?
Morrison: The same. He's the one who gave me what I needed to resurrect you. You'd like him.
*Morrison leads Richard over to Stane.*
Richard, this is Obadiah Stane.
Mr Stane, may I introduce Richard O'Neil Allington?
*OOC: Okay, this is going to be very interesting. I thought it would be a great idea to give Sam's dad a link to D.I.S., and then I had the idea of actually makig him the one who suggested Sam for Project: Archangel. Yes, you read that right; Sam's own father is responsible for the worst period of Sam's life.
Irony, anyone?*
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Officer: no sir.
Jacob: good. I'm going to get the titan ready.
Jacob leaves the bridge as he heads for the hanger. As he powers up the titan he sends an encoded message out.
Ooc: getting ready for there bog battle. By big I mean huge lol. Should be fun.
Officer : yes sir.
Jacob: beam me over.
Jacob beams over to a large empty hanger.
Jacob : come out come out where ever you are.
Ultron: you are ever more foolish.
Jacob: no cause I brought some friends.
In a flash Sinclaire and sentinel appear( may hit later how they are back together )
Jacob: so let's do this.
They all move on ultron quickly who disappears and reappears.
Ultron: I can call an army.
Hundreds of ultron drones begin to appear.
*OOC: There is Irony and I see it.*
Stane: Ah Richard Allington how do you feel being alive again..
*a hand goes out...*
Officer: no sir but with the nebula they may not even receive it.
Harper: turns in his seat looking out the view screen.
Harper: no we aren't that lucky.
Officer : aye sir.
Richard: Mr Stane...
*He accepts his hand.*
I'm told that I have you to thank for my... resurrection.
Where's my daughter?
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