Gambit


“Janet, open my log book,” said a mans voice.

“Aye Captain. Your log book is open,” replied a females voice.

“Thank you,” he paused for a moment, “Open new Log. . . May 12th, 6988. The ship has now been in space fore four years, four long hard years out on the front lines. We are heading back to port for R and R, repair and resupply. Should be fun.'

'Commander Harris has been on edge lately, but who can blame the man his yearlies are coming up next week. What else to log today. Oh Chef is preparing a feast for the crew today, all 5000 of them. Gonna use up whats left of a gourmet food supplies, and well what ever is left of the good food in the stores.'

'Its been a long four years. End Log.” The Captain grabbed his jacket off a chair and walked out of the room, into the corridor.

As he headed down the semi-crowded corridor a message came over the intercom, “Alert Level Two! Repeat, Alert Level Two!” As soon as the message finished its broadcast everyone in the corridor picked up there pace. The Captain started to run, dodging crew members in his way as he makes it to the Central Lift System (CLS).

He makes it into a vacant lift, he hits a a symbol on the control panel, “Janet, get me to Command as fast as possible. Divert other lifts through emergency bypasses,”

“Aye Captain. ETA to Command, 30 seconds,” replied Janet.

The lift slowed to a stop and the doors opened. “Commander, whats going on.” asked the captain, directed towards a man standing around a large screen located at what appears to be the front of command.

“Captain, we received an encrypted message coming from Naval Command. It states that there have been 7 surprise attacks on Patrol fleets along the Zolian boarder. Naval command has increased fleet stance to Level Two in this sector. Though chatter is saying that most of the fleet is at Level One.” said Commander Harris.

“Get me confirmation on this. I want fleet on the wire ASAP,” replied the Captain.

Moments passed, with out words. The Captain examining the fleet chart in front of him, the ships moving in real time.

“Captain, I am receiving a signal from the Pandora,”

“Put it on speaker Lieutenant,” said the Captain.

“Gambit, this is the Pandora. Have your task force rendezvous with us at Stela. Confirm?”

“Pandora, this is the UTS Gambit, we confirm orders. Proceeding to system Stela. Gambit Out,”

“Pandora Out,”

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This is a WIP and i will be adding to it, and editing the story.

~Thanato

Hey could a Mod or Admin change the title of the thread to Gambit?

~Thanato

Continuation

“Lieutenant, signal the task force. Get the ships ready for a jump. Get the generators on line,” yelled the captain.

“Sir, ships are signaling they are ready for jump,” said a Lieutenant.

“Ok, set the jump. Go when ready,” said the captain.

Moments later, two blue laser beams shot out from the front of the Gambit, the beams crossing two kilometers away from the ship. Seconds after they were activated a bright flash traveled down the beams and a vortex in space opened. The lasers stopped being emitted from the ship.

The ship started moving forward to the vortex, as the task force of four other vessels fallowed. The Gambit and task force moved through a tunnel in space and time.

“Captain, entering the Stela system, exiting the vortex,” said the Lieutenant.

The ships emerged from a similar vortex from which they entered.

“Sir, their's something wrong with sensors!” said a Sub-Lieutenant.

“What do you mean. Commander check it out,” said the Captain.

Commander Harris ran over to the Sub-Lieutenant's station, “Captain there is nothing wrong with sensors the ships transponders aren't activated.”

“Ok, Chief get the wing up and flying. I want all ships in a defensive pattern, and I want pings on anything that is out there, wreckage, anything,” yelled the captain, “MOVE!”

Metal scrap started hitting the hull of the Gambit. “What is that?” asked the captain.

“Sir, it appears to be wreckage, from what looks like a ship. The ship is located ten kilometers away,” said the Lieutenant.

“Ok, chief tell the wing to check it out, be cautious,” said the captain.

Sirens started going off, “Collision alert! Collision alert! Brace for impact!” said Janet out of the intercom.

~Thanato