Sector Five (part 2)

Posted on Mon May 28th, 2012 @ 2:41pm by Commodore Samantha York & Lieutenant JG Ronnie Wolfe & Lieutenant Cassandra Levue & Lieutenant Commander Damion Wolfe & Ensign Daniel Daniels & Ensign Stran & Private 1st Class Trent Kushner & Petty Officer 1st Class Samuel "Doc" Renfroe EMT-P
Edited on on Mon May 28th, 2012 @ 2:45pm

1,154 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Subjugation
Location: In the Mines

[CONTINUED]

[OLD]

"Someone attacked me on the way here and took lieutenant Lancaster hostage and is on the way here now." Doc manged to to get out before collapsing to the ground.

[NEW]

Sam signaled to Leanne to check on the man and then turned to Sophia "What happened?"

Damion made it through two guards in the front of the sector. He shot them both with his drawn disruptor, set on stun, and proceeded into the main area of Sector 5. "Good Evening, Fellow residents of this small part of the galaxy we like to call Hell!" He held Ronnie tightly and closely to his person as he moved his disruptor back and forth between person to person. "I would very much like to speak to Samantha York! Someone be a good little monkey and get her for me!" He yelled as he looked around and then put the disruptor to Ronnie's head. "Please?"

"I'm right here, Damion," Sam said, her gaze meeting Johnny's. "Let go of Ronnie and we'll talk."

"As soon as you can assure me of my safety! Last thing I want is to get SHOT, by one of your trigger happy buddies!" Damion yelled and then looked around at everyone else. "I have no problem assuring you that I am serious." He aimed his disruptor to Renfroe and fired it. He blast hit him, knocking him down and stunning him. He put the disruptor back against Ronnie's neck. "That was on stun!" He hit a button on the back. "Now its on kill."

"That's the best way TO get shot, Mr. Wolfe. If you want safety, you have to show you come seeking answers. If you come in shooting and threatening, you won't find what you want." As Sam spoke she slowly walked towards Damion, carefully making telepathic contact. "Now, put the weapon down."

Damion raised a brow as he moved Ronnie closer to him. His body pressed against hers and although his grip on her looked strong, it was actually gentle. Like he was keeping her safe then holding her hostage. "Your not getting it... Captain! Unless those weapons go down, I will shoot my way through until someone either kills me or stuns me into a coma." He growled slightly and then looked around. "Weapons go down, Lancaster goes with me, and STAY OUT OF MY HEAD!"

What if I call your bluff? Sam asked telepathically. You won't hurt her. I won't hurt you. Besides, I think Ronnie would throw herself in front of a phaser to keep you safe. Her eyes never left Damion's.

"And as soon as everyone else who ISN'T you puts down their weapons, I will love to lower mine." Damion replied as he looked around. "And SHE never leaves my side until I know I am safe. Those are my terms."

"Okay, everyone, put down your weapons. Don't shoot him." Sam made eye contact with everyone who had a weapon. "That's an order. He won't shoot. Trust me."

Sam waited until the weapons were lowered. "Sophia, take care of Mr. Renfroe. I'll be in my tent, talking with Damion and Ronnie." She indicated the way to go and let Damion precede her into the tent.


"I don't have any weapons." Jill said, slightly confused at the abrupt change in pace.

"Me either." Daniels said. "For the first time since we've arrived at this place, I'm happy about that, I think."

"Quiet." Cassandra whispered. "He's confused, volatile, and armed. Not one of us is any of those things, even with too much Kyt in our heads." She looked at Stran, with that last comment.

"Agreed." was all Stran said.

"This is not what Tramira would do." The young Klingon said.

"There are times..." Stran said, "where she would not be a wise role model."

The young Klingon studied Stran's face. She handed something to Daniels.

Daniels looked down, but said nothing. He just patted Tramira's head.

Renfroe berly conchious instictively began to try assess his injuries and medical condation, he knew he lost a lot of blood and that disrutor hit haddn't matteres.

Trent slowly made his way over to one of the stunned guards and relieved him of his rifle. He tested the weight a few times in his hands before smiling to himself. It had been far too long since the marine had anything more dangerous than a rusted piece of metal in his hands.

Unlike the Starfleet personnel, Trent didn't necessarily have to listen to the Captain's orders as he answered to a different branch of military.

"Shoot three people and threaten to kill another." He muttered to himself. "You don't get to demand our surrender."

He positioned himself with a clean shot inside the tent. If that man so much as looked at at Sam or Ronnie wrong, he would shoot...and Trent was a very good shot.

"Outside, Kushner," Sam said quietly. "Damion is still a part of our crew and I won't have you shoot him. I know we can work this out, he just wants answers."

"He doesn't seem to think he's one of us. I won't lower my weapon until he surrenders his. He has yet to prove he can be trusted." He motioned with his head to the ones he had shot already.

"Control your crewman, York!" Damion yelled back as he eased the disruptor more against Ronnie's neck. "You wouldn't want someone to get hurt because he can't obey a simple order."

"Oooh, prone to anger as well...Yeah, that's going to make me disarm alright." His rifle was lined up, and ready for a clean shot.

Damion lined up his shot with Ronnie's head, but immediately aimed the disruptor to Trent. "Fire if you must, but know that if you kill her I will take EXTREME pleasure in killing you!" He yelled as he looked into the mans eyes. His mind erupting in various emotions. Love, Compassion, Anger, and Rage.

Sam physically pushed Trent out of the tent and closed the flap, standing firmly in the line of fire. "Now, put it down, Damion. We both know you don[t want to hurt her."

Ronnie, who had remained quiet until now, looked at Damion. "Put it down. Please. I won't run away. I'll stay right here by your side."

Cassandra made one deft move, and disarmed Trent, as York pushed him out of the way. "That's enough, the Captain said." She said sharply, pointing Trent's weapon at him. "You will listen."

(To be continued...)

Commodore Samantha York
Commanding Officer

Lieutenant JG Ronnie Lancaster
Assistant Chief Science Officer

Lieutenant JG Cassandra Levue
Chief Security/Tactical Officer

Lieutenant JG Damion Wolfe
Chief Intelligence Officer

Ensign Daniel Daniels
Security Officer

Ensign Stran
Security Officer

Private 1st Class Trent Kushner
Marine

Petty Officer 1st Class Samuel "Doc" Renfroe EMT-P
Medic

 

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