Archer put on the thick coat and entered the freezing warehouse. Theia System, Theia Prime, Theia Astrophysics Institute.ĭr. Some of the crews nearby stopped what they were doing and stared at the lieutenant, mortified. "Where!?" Murad shouted and he rushed over to the lieutenant's station. "It seems like some observation array was focused into our location. "One of the scrambled signal was reflected. The signal from the subject." a crewman at his station trailed off unable to get his eyes off the screen, but got Murad's attention. "Scrap the entire station!" Murad shouted over the chaos of the bridge. Some chattered into their comms to notify the other crew members in the station. The crew, without hesitation, got up from their stations and scrambled across. The window is closing, over!" the man on the comm spoke again.įinally, snapping back to attention, Captain Murad ordered his crew, "Initiate phase bravo." "Sir?" a crewman directed at Murad with fear in his eyes. Murad, wide-eyed, looked around at his crew. The crew stopped what they were doing and turned to their captain. Unknown target fast approaching your location with our subject. The crew turned back to their screens in their stations. He switched the comm back to the transmission channels and spoke, "Readjust frequency to zero thirty nine. "Serpent Six, requesting protocol three," he said, and waited for a moment. Some of the crew turned to one another, confused.Ĭaptain Murad switched his comm to private channels. Further engagements could be ineffective. "The unknown target is causing too much interference in the pacification efforts. Analysis suggests the subject is showing a possible aggressive behavior against an unknown target," the comm said. "Subject's behavioral patterns are showing irregularities from the previous encounters. Murad impatiently tapped his fingers on his lap. "Stand by," the comm replied, and once again the bridge fell silent as they waited. The chamber was now filled with panicked murmurs of the crew. The man spoke from the comm, "Negative effect." It broke the silence in the bridge. He hated this moment, and it was the moment no one could ever get used to. Captain Murad let out a sigh and rubbed his chin. "Engage," Murad said, and the bridge crew turned back to their screens and watched. Copy?"Īfter a slight delay, a man replied from the comm, "Copy." Murad leaned over to the screen at the center of the bridge and opened his comm. But upon discovering the hints, his resolve was emboldened as he vowed to himself: No one can know, and we cannot fail. Why he was in such a remote station, along with a few hundred souls onboard, he wished to know. His complaints, and almost daily questioning of the mission finally gave way to hints that NIS tried everything to hide, for the sake of morale. The NIS labeled him the most stubborn, out of all other successor captains that came before him. The pride for Murad's military achievements took a blow, when he had learned that there were bodies lined up behind, waiting to replace him should he give up. It struck their nerves not knowing the full extent of the mission. However, the longer he and his crew remained on the station and carried out the mission, the more they grasped the concept of it all. It wasn't an unknown fact that NIS was, unofficially highly autonomous, which made them seem almost like a private intelligence arm of the Terran Federation.īefore Murad took on the highly secretive mission, he was a proud man. Which meant that even the president and the senate was out of the loop. In fact, it was so secret that not even the Federation Navy knew of its existence. It was all a mystery, and he wondered why an AI couldn't perform these trivialities instead. Murad's duties included transmitting codes given to him by the NIS, over to another unknown listening post somewhere else in the stars. The mission was run under the guidance of the Naval Intelligence Service, though they rarely advised or contacted the station. No, it wasn't the stress of the repetition. Neither could the crewmen and crew women under his command. Though it was the same, he could never get used to it. Transmission of the code at exactly 6:12AM. It was just another day-349th day to be exact. He had to learn and get used to making his own coffee in the morning, which was the only enjoyment he found during his stay on the station. If there were anything automatic, they were severely outdated the whole concept was alien. It was barely automatic, and almost everything was analogue. The station was particularly strange to him. Each control stations were occupied by the silent crew who stared nervously, and waited for their captain to begin. Low hums filled the dark chamber, and screens dimly lit the faces of the crew. Captain Murad walked up the stairs to the command bridge, his boots clanging against its metal surface.
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