USS Dark Fire (IC)

Hora

“I think I have been pushing myself a bit too hard.” Hora replied about her paleness.

“Helmsman drop out of warp.” She ordered. Then she pressed her communications controls. “Engineering send out a team to inspect the hull where the bio-ship made contact. Make no direct contact with the area… but I want a detailed inspection. Captain out”

She turned back to Commander Reeves. “Catnip… now that is a normal problem to have! What is the recommendation? Shall I just talk to this McLeo? Or all the Caitains?” She asked
 
Stardate 29870520.1100

“Formal reminder of policy concerning narcotics to all ship crew, reminding them that jut because something isn’t any intoxicant to one species does not mean another species, that it does intoxicate, is allowed to use it.”

“Personally I tasted Nepeta Cataria and found it tastes like dried rosemary with a slight hint of dusty mold. But the Caitain’s go nuts for it. Like a junkie in the late twentieth century getting a heroin fix.”

“Chief Aegeri is tracking down how it got past scanners, again. Oh, and your talking dragon hasn’t assaulted anyone in twenty four hours.”

“Back to the Catnip, once the reminder is out a list of ALL illegal Narcotics should be sent out, and which species will face formal reprimand if caught under the influence from this date forward.”

Looking her over he suggested. “I can handle all this and have it ready for a signature, if you need to go to medical and get checked out?”

With as politely as he phrased it, it sounded like he was politely order her to see a doctor. “Mr. Sol can escort you, for your safety.” Gesturing the Lizardman over he continued. “Mr. Stephens was found deceased last night, parasite. It attacked him in the shower, he apparently fought back and got his throat crushed in process. DNA was detected, and we’re cross checking now.”

“Science is doing their best on the bodies of the victims to see if there have been any chemical changes that can be detected by scanners. It would really help to capture one of them dead or alive.”
 
Hora

Hora glanced at Lt Sol walking over to her.

“Commander Reeves, I see that you give me no choice” she said as she again looked over at the huge muscle-bound dinosaur standing behind her. “Please have the policy ready for me to sign. You have the deck” Hora said and walked off the bridge with Lt Sol.

She headed towards her quarters.

“Captain, the turbolift is in this direction” Lt Sol pointed out. It was the best way to get to sickbay

“I’m not sick. I’ll be better is a few hours.” Hora explained. “Go visit your girlfriend, that is an order” She directed the dinosaur.

Lt Sol made sure the captain went to her cabin. Then with some excitement, he went to visit Lt Bumme!

Two hours later

As Lt. Commander Shino Mc’Leo stepped into Captain Hora’s quarters, he noted a strong violet light coming from her bedroom. When he looked through the doorway he saw Hora, completely naked. Her prodigious breasts were amazing to look at. Admired by many of the male crew members of the ship. She was stunning with cloth on and Shino thought even more stunning with them off. Her curvaceous figure was just so sexual it messed with his mind.

When he cleared his throat, she had sat up and gracefully slipped out of her bed. She was again a healthy green color. She made no effort to cover her breasts. That would have been a hopeless task as they were too big.

"Lt Commander” she said

He just smiled “what's are you doing, cap?”

“I was just getting some sun. Orions require sun for dermal photosynthesis.” She answered as she walked towards him. She grabbed his shoulders as her lips kissed his furry face and she licked his sensitive whiskers “Some Orions also require some other things”

Shino found himself purring loudly as Captain Hora pulled him into her bedroom. “Gnarly”
 
Stardate 29870520.1400

When the door to the Captain’s Residence opened once more, Security Chief Tyrande Aegeri and several officers stood in the hallway.

“Captain, Lieutenant Commander,” he said acknowledging both of the officers. “I have orders to take both of you to medical for full biological exam. The rest of the Bridge has already been examined, Including Commander Reeves. I have a medical Warrant, Captain. I’m sorry but this over rides your rank.”
 
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Hora and Shino

It was the most amazing sex in his life! She helped him undress and she got on top of him.

“I need something from you” she said gasping for breath. she reached back and guided his cock into her pussy. The first entry was slow and smooth, her tight opening gradually accommodating to his Caitian cock. Both moaned loudly, in unison during the first insertion, their genitals tingling and spasming from the soft, silky sensation. Shino had never had a woman as beautiful or sexually gifted as the captain. He knew she wasn’t prefect, but he had difficulty imagining anyone better at sex.

She pushed back against him slowly. But as if she could read his mind, she started to go faster, when he wanted her to. Then she started to do it harder and finally she was pounding back against him. She ground her pussy against his cock moaning “Fill up my pussy!!” As he started to fuck faster and harder, Hora spread her legs wider for him, as he thrust deep into her. Her pouting pussy lips dripped with juice as the caitian thrust his cock in long strokes. Soon her hot juices were flowing down onto his cock … dripping from his balls.

Her big heavy melons were swaying, as her moans grew louder. Shino knew her pussy was about to explode in orgasm as he gripped her abundant breast flesh squeezing her sensitive nipples. His claw retracted. Hora squealed in pleasure. His attention to her swollen nipples and voluptuous breasts soon pushed her over the edge. Shino could not believe how pleasurable her cunt clamped down on his cock was … the tightness and pleasure of her love tunnel was amazing. Her pussy was throbbing and trembling wildly. “OHHH SHIT I’m going to CUMMM” Hora warned him. Her pussy tensed up, held for a second, and then exploded in a powerful orgasm. Quivering and contracting all over his huge throbbing cock. “FUCKKKKKKKKKK” she squealed as she came long and hard. She did not move against his cock but was just grinding on it as her pussy orgasmed and tried to milk his cock. The feeling was incredible for Shino, who roared like a lion and blasted his seed in her. Great squirts, over and over, as she moaned and whimpered above him. Like many other races like humans, Shino had at least three or four ejaculations before his member went flaccid, but it had been wonderful.

“Ohhh, that was great” Hora told him. But then her eyes widen as she felt his cock grow hard again.

“Caitian can totally shred up to twenty times in one session, babe!”

“Shred?” Hora asked

“Cum, just like lions on earth” Shino said with a grin.

1 hour later

Shino was gasping. He had fucked her three times already and pleasured her many times between the fucks. The sex had been miraculous and the pleasure he had felt was so concentrated, so extreme, it had burned itself into his mind. Then he heard Security Chief Tyrande Aegeri voice.

“Oh man! That dude is so uncool” He gasped in disappointment.

“Hold on… Lt Commander Aegeri” Hora said loudly. A minute later both Captain Hora and Lt Commander Mc’Leo stepped out of her bedroom. Each was holding a cup of catnip tea.

“Catnip Tea” Hora declared with a bit of pride. “In non-caitians, it promotes good sleep, and reduces nervousness, anxiousness, and restlessness. In caitians, it makes them more relaxed and happier. I think we have a safe way to enjoy the catnip without affecting the mission”

She was not sure if the glare from Aegeri was about Shino being there, he figure out they had sex, the tea, or that she missed the whole point about go to sickbay. She picked sickbay.

"Ok, we are headed to sickbay now" she acknowledged.
 
Stardate 29870520.1500

After the escort to Medical he left two guards on site and took the other with him back to his office.

Looking her over the Doctor’s gave Hora an Mc’Leo examines more thorough than anything she’d ever gone through before, not even slavers gave examinations this … informative.

“I apologize for the way this was done, but when you didn’t arrive Commander Reeves became concerned. And to ensure your safety he.. requested the warrant.” Dr. L’Sa informed The Captain as she examined the woman’s holoscan. “We may have a possibility of a protein marker of infected hosts. But so far it’s only been found in the dead ones, so we don't know if it occurs during infection. Or death.”

“The ship is being searched by the micron from front to back. We will find them. Whatever they are.” Looking over at the Caitain she raised an eyebrow. “Shall I prescribe an anti-fertility for you? Or are you already aware of which species to prevent offspring?”
 
Hora

Hora laughed at Dr. L’Sa comment about anti-fertility for her.

“Dr L’sa Orion culture is centered on a pleasurable lifestyle. Children are drag on the culture. In general, there is a very low chances of conception between two Orions. I think it is approximately one out of one hundred attempts at intercourse. Before fertility technology was developed, immense orgies were usually the most efficient way of attempting pregnancy.” Hora explained. “I personally can’t get pregnant unless I’m on a fertility treatment.”

She stood up from the examination table right next to Dr L’Sa. She whispered “And I’d add, the orion female reproductive system is also designed for pleasure, with large concentrations of nerve endings throughout the external and internal regions of the vagina. The vaginal canal also featured ridges that cause great stimulation during penetration for the male. Orion women also experienced overwhelming pleasure during childbirth, and very little pain, due to the elasticity of the vaginal canal. I would love to show you all this in a more private setting. If you are ever in the mood.”

I hope you will not disclose my interaction with Lt Commander Mc’Leo to anyone. It is private and I believe it will enhance our mission effectiveness.” Hora added.

Hora walked out of sickbay and punched at her comms badge. “Commander Reeves… where are you?” She asked in a pretty hostile tone.
 
Stardate 29870520.1530

“Captain, although I appreciate the offer. I have no inclination towards the interactions of women. And Commander Reeves and I are bonded, That is we are not just a legal document but a mentally bonded pair. If either of us were to die, the other would know it before anyone else. No matter where or when.”

“As for discussing your relationships, that’s none of my business. So long as you do not promote, or demote, him or anyone else you have sexual interactions with.”

As she left Medical one of the security officers followed her. “New protocol’s Captain, until the intruders have been captured, or eliminated, all senior staff are to be escorted."

“Tar’Q site to site my location. You’ll never catch up.” A second late a Klingon materialized down the hall and saluted the duo.

“I’m Ensign Jameson this is Ensign Tar’q son of Mar’Gu.”

Commander Reeves… where are you?” She asked.

“I’m on the Bridge, Captain. Is everything all right?” Commander Reeves replied.
 
Hora

“Stay there” She ordered Reeves. “New policy! If I’m going to be attacked, it will be from one of you two.” Hora complained to her escorts. She stormed off to the bridge. She was going to give Commander Reeves a piece of her mind… and take off a piece of his ass… after chewing on it a while!!

She got into the turbolift and tried to close the door before her escorts could get in. She was not fast enough. The three rode in silence as they reached the bridge. The ride was long enough for Hora to realize she was not really mad at Reeves. She was mad she got caught fucking Shino.

No, she was not really mad at that either… she was mad, because lacked the will power to follow fleet rules about fraternization. The doors to the bridge opened and she marched over to Commander Reeves. He could see her skin was again a dark green color.

“My pale skin color was caused by a lack of sun. Orion’s require exposure to ultra violet light for dermal photosynthesis” Hora explained. “I did not appreciate being disturbed.”

“I'm not happy about this escort policy” She grumbled to him.

She took a deep breath “What is the status of the hull inspection?”

Lt Sol

“So, is this about the right strength for a hug?” Zosh asked as he squeezed Loka.

“Prefect… you are a fast learner. Now let me try a head slap” Loka said.

“No… let’s just stick to a head rub” He suggested. “You rub your head alongside my head”

Loka gently rubbed her head alongside his “That is good… I like it” Zosh said

Then while still rubbing her head against his, she used her tentacles to rub the top of his head.

“Oh WOW… that is different” Zosh said.

“Good or bad?” Loka asked.

“Good…” Zosh decided.
 
Stardate 29870520.1545



“I apologize Captain. But you did indicate you were going to medical. When I contacted Dr. Grissom to check on your status he informed me you never arrived. I asked Dark Fire your location and if you were alone, as you could be under attack. When He informed me of your location, and that you Lt.Cmdr. Mc’Leo with you I calculated that you were having physical relations. On the chance you were not I took steps to ensure the safety of this crew.”

“As for the escort you did agree to it. Stardate 29870519.1045. Mr. Stephens was to be your escort but was killed.”

“And the escort was supposed to wait until you were… done.”

“As for the Hull inspection it’s still in progress but is looking acceptable. So far no physical damage has been noted.”
 
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Hora

As Commander Reeves explained his logic, which was solid, it just increased Hora’s anger at the situation.

“IF THE ESCORTS WERE SUPPOSED TO WAIT UNTIL I WAS DONE HAVING SEX… THEY WOULD BE WAITING A VERY LONG TIME!” Hora yelled, which caused every watchstander to look at her.

“AND I AGREED TO A SINGLE ESCORT. NOT TWO!!!!” Hora screamed at Commander Reeves.

Then she leaned in and whispered to him “and your no sex policy is stupid. Since your wife runs the medical department on this ship. Talk about a conflict of interest.”

She stood back up and pulled her uniform straight, which showed off her amazing breasts and figure.

“Notify me as soon as the hull inspection is complete. I shall be in holodeck 2” Hora said and stormed off the bridge. Her escorts hurrying after her.

The bridge was completely silence.

Lt York, the communications officer broke the silence “Well, I’m glad the captain is having sex… makes her more human.”

Ensign Miller at the helm looked at him, shaking her head “She is not human… she is an orion and she not going to have sex with you.”
 
Stardate 29870520.1545

Turning to face the Entire Bridge crew Commander Reeves Spoke. Calmly and firmly. “If anyone ever speaks of the Captain’s promiscuity, ever, I will bringthem up on charges of disobeying a direct order. Her comments are to to be repeated in any fashion,not alluded to. If you try, I’ll have Starfleet Legal assign you to Rura Penthe as part of an extra security detail for a minimum of one year.”

“Am I clear in this matter?” He asked. For a human he had a tendency to speak more Vulcanish than most Vulcan’s. The Calm directness could be calming during an emergency, but it also tended to make him scary stern.

Once everyone had agreed, verbally, he spoke again. “Dark Fire, track any and all methods of communication and conversations of the members of the ship. If anyone speaks of these matters report it to me, and flag it for immediate disciplinary action of Violation of a Direct Order.”


Stardate 29870520.1615

Stopping outside the Holodeck he tapped and waited for entry authorization, even if it meant waiting an hour, or more. He was incredibly patient. Once received he stepped inside and assessed the details of the program she was running.

Granted the guards he had didn't approve of this action, but they couldn't argue with a Commander or Captain. Even if their brains turned to jelly out of boredom.

After a moment he spoke.

“I apologize for any discomfit any of my actions or orders have caused you. It has been done with your safety in mind. I also have two security guards. This is so that if one is infected the other can prevent infection. And once you enter whatever room you enter the guard would be alone, having a second guard prevents infection. However if you wish a single guard, it will be done. The guard detail quantity was determine by Chief Aegeri, and is logical.”

“As for My wife being in my chain of Command you are incorrect. She is a Xenobiologist and a civilian. She holds no Starfleet rank and serves on this ship as I’m assigned to it. Dr. Grissom is the Chief Medical Officer and refuses to attend staff meetings unless required as part of the situation at hand, as Dr. L’Sa is competent in his field as well, she attends meetings so he doesn’t have to. If you wish I’ll inform her to stop doing so and order Dr. Grissom to attend, whether he likes it or not.”

“Engineering reports the Hull to be clear of any damage or alien contact.” He finally reported. “Shall we assume original heading? Or resume following the bio ship again?”

“All repairs to all engines have been completed.”
 
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Hora

In the midst of the massive space battlefield, Hora maneuvers her sleek, fighter avoiding laser blasts and other enemy fighters. The fighter’s controls shifted seamlessly between combat modes, to optimize its performance in the intense dogfights, but Hora kept fighting the controls.

She was able to lock on to an enemy fighter with her type 4 phaser banks and blow it into pieces. She had enough speed and agility to swing the fighter around, so now it was flying backwards. She engaged a large enemy fleet vessel with her hellhound cluster bombs.

“Take that asshole” she yelled. It was a devastating shot, with semi-intelligent attack bombs swarm around, targeting the enemy vessel with pinpoint accuracy the ship was badly damaged.

However, the battle was so fierce, with enemy fighters darting in and out of view, their weapons blazing. Hora was flying backward and could not see where she was going. Her ship was hit, and alarms blare throughout the cockpit. She swung the fighter back around, but it was too late. She was ejected from the cockpit as her jet exploded.

“Crap” she said.

That was when Commander Reeves walked into the Holodeck 2.

Hora listens to his statements and said nothing.

“Computer… boxing ring simulation” Hora said. Suddenly they were in a boxing ring.

“Since, we cannot bond in the more pleasurable way. We shall bond in combat” Hora said pulling on her boxing gloves. “Prepare to defend yourself”
 
Stardate 29870520.1700

When the boxing arena formed around them Cmdr. Reeves raised his left eyebrow and hen sighed when the Captain stated her intentions. Why couldn’t she pick 3D chess or even a battle tactics game in fighters?

Pulling off his shirt and revealing a rather impressively muscle-bound chest for a man of his age (36) he tied his gloves on rather quickly and efficiently, like he’d done this before….

Rolling his neck, he looked at the Captain. “Boxing? Mixed Martial? Rules?” He asked as he stretched various muscle groups.

Stepping into the ring formally he approached her, and then began jabs, leg sweeps, and punched faster than he should be able to, unless he was a heavy worlder? And when he did connect, it hurt like hell. He might even be holding back, out of concern for her health and safety.
 
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Joint Post With Captain Hora (MilkMaiden388) and Cmdr. Jordan Reeves (Weeping Angel)

Stardate 29870520.1715

“No rules” Hora said as she came out fighting. Hora and Reeves measured each other with a series of jabs and leg sweeps. Hora was impressed Reeves was quick and strong for a human. But he was not as powerful as an Orion. His advantage was his experience as a fighter. Hora knew she was stronger so she focused on body blows and to weaken Reeves.

“I have two security guards… but where are your security guards? I DON’T SEE ANY!” Hora said

“In the Hall,” Reeves replied as he took some body shot that literally took him off his feet. Punches so hard, it was also like he did a little leap backwards. But these blows did open her up to counter attacks. “I just ignore them.”

Reeves cleverly disguised a fake left jab with a powerful right punch. As Hora tried to dodge out of the way, the punch caught her right in the face. Green blood sprayed out of a split lip. It was much harder punch than what a normal human could throw.

“Nice hit,” Hora complimented Reeves. She backed off for a moment as she wiped her face with her glove. “Green blood… copper based… like Vulcans, much better for oxygen transport than human blood.” Hora explained. She was right. It was another one of her advantages. She could out last him.

Hora approached Reeves again, but much more carefully this time. She danced away a few times as Reeves used some legs kicks to keep her away.

“First off, if my chief medical officer is too chicken shit to attend a staff meeting. He is relieved of that position.” Hora said

“You are being emotional, perhaps you should have sex with the Dinosaur.”

Then she moved in again. Reeves was ready and caught her again, in the head, but just a glancing blow. Hora gave him a series of powerful jabs, which Reeves dodged out of pure instinct.

“I’m going to make Dr L’Sa my chief medical officer. SO YOU HAVE A CONFLICT OF INTEREST”

This statement fired up Hora. She gave Reeves another body blow so hard, there was the sound of something cracking. A broken rib? Reeves got even however with a left cross to Hora’s head. The hit caused her head to snap back. More green blood as there was a cut over her eye.

The computer sounded the end of the first round, and Hora back off to her corner.

Stardate 29870520.1730
“Still not a conflict, My WIFE holds no starfleet rank. Chief Medical Officer is a title, not a rank. She has refused rank on multiple occasions and logically. She has not attended Starfleet Officer Training, she has not attended Starfleet Academy, you cannot require her to be an Officer. Any attempt to continue the harassment of my wife and myself for your personal gain will be reported. Accept it. And the regulations about your fucking people in the chain of Command is a Starfleet Regulation, not Mine.”

As the second bell rang his walked out calmly and stepped forwards with speed only living on heavy planet would grant him. Shifting to tactical combat he allowed several body hits to connect as he covered her head and face in critical strikes, glancing blows that ripped pen skin, her green blow leaking into her eyes, followed by leg sweeps and knee strikes.

“If you wish to violate Starfleet Orders, do it. Sleep with however you want, as long as they agree, But when you demote one and they file a formal complain, or they get jealous, and file a complaint. I don’t care.”

Her leg sweeps caught him off guard and dropped him to the mat, rolling to the side as she jumped at him, trying to pin him to the floor he whispered a command, and the gravity shut off. Using the ropes he flipped in the air, catching her in a double foot strike to the solar plexus as he tucked and rolled.

Spiting blood from an inner split lip he looked at her across the ring. “Perhaps expecting more from an Orion was Admiral Roanoke's mistake. One he died for. He put you on this ship to get it away from Deep Base 9 and you just want to go hand it back to them. It’s been Five days since we left Dock, and you want to give the biggest most powerful ship to the Enemy. Congratulation.”

“Once you hand the ship to the enemy, whoever they are, whatever they are, and whyever they are doing what they’re doing. Starfleet may as well surrender.”

Rolling to the side as she screamed at him and threw a flurry of body blows and head shots he called for gravity and stepped back. The sudden shift put her off balance for a moment, but it was like sex and having your partner change position, she was right back at it.

“Your anger towards me is illogical. I didn’t make the regulations, nor did I order the guards. Fleet made the regulation, you ordered the guards,” Raising an eyebrow as she paused, he realized that Deceased Lt. Cmdr. Stephans had volunteered to be her personal guard. Moving he took advantage of her pause and clocked her with a hard right and stepped back, not following through with more punches. “I’m sorry Lieutenant Commander Stephens died. I’m sure he would have made you..happy.”

The second bell rang and he took his corner

“Perhaps you would have even gotten a cat or dog together. Is that something Orion’s do?”

“Pets, I mean?” He asked.”L’Sa would tell me but she’s not here.”

Stardate 29870520.1745
 
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Hora

Hora had blood running down her face, a split lip, and lots of bruises. But she felt better. She had released a lot of pent-up anger. She also felt she understood Reeves better.

“Computer end program” Hora said. The boxing ring disappeared as did the gloves on their hands. “How about we call that match a tie… since I was losing”

“As far as my sexual relations with Lt Commander Mc’Leo, he actually works for the CAG. The CAG is the commander of the air wing, which is on my ship. But they are technically, a separate command. That is why he or she has the title of commander.

However, the rule about fraternization is very broad. The “appearance” of a conflict of interest is enough to prevent the relationship. You are correct, that my relationship with Mc’Leo has the appearance of a conflict of interest.

I made a mistake.

I’m sorry about my comments about your Wife. No harassment intended.

I’ll be headed to sickbay…” Hora informed Commander Reeves. “You are welcome to join me. You look like you might need it too” She added looking at the scratches on his body.
 
Stardate 29870520.1800

“As for Mr. Mc’Leo.. chain of Command, Captain, Executive Officer, Command: Air Group, Squadron Leader, Mc’Leo. But I’ll not pursue the issue, until Mr. Mc’Leo causes a disturbance, or the relationship because a problem. Captain, I'm your... Devil’s advocate. Your confidant and your conscience. Not your mother. I can inform you when something is wrong, but I can’t send you to your room.”

“Of course, Captain,” he replied in response to her sickbay suggestion, and when they stepped out of the holodeck the four guards standing there all looked a bit startled. They weren’t sure who started it, or who won, but it looked like they had certainly gone a few rounds with a Klingon war party.

He didn’t say anything or make any disparaging comments about the Captain’s fighting skills. Even if she did rely to much on her Heavy gravity nature to fight. She had strength but no major skill. But she was trainable.

“Considering your combat skills I recommend starting at level four in the hand to hand combat simulation. You may also wish to have a few runs at the Security Guard training program.”
 
Stardate 29870520.1800

Nurse:

As Captain Hora entered the Medical Bay with Commander Reeves Dr. Sidle moved to Reeves and an Orion nurse moved to the Captain.

Smiling the female Orion moved her tricorder across the Captain's body, rather closely in fact. “How are you feeling, Captain?” she asked. “You have multiple contusions, sub-dermal hemotoma’s, mild cranial swelling, sub-lateral fractures. Must have been a rather fun and exciting… session.”

“Wish I could have.. helped.” She added, moving to a table and collecting a cream she returned to the Captain. “You’ll need to apply this, several times to reduce swelling and aid in blood clotting. It’s from Orion and has certain.. pleasurable side effects. Unless you’d prefer the technological method?” She asked, holding up the dermal regenerator.

Reeves:
"Captain," Commander Reeves said from across the room. "What if the hostiles are not in people, unless they need to be? Perhaps they stay inside the ship walls and duct work? We don't know how to detect them so they could be just... waiting."
 
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Hora

“Use the dermal regenerator” Hora replied to the Nurse. She was not in the mood for any fun and games. She had apologized to Reeves and admitted her mistake. Then the arrogant commander recommended she take boxing lessons.

Dr. Sidle listed Reeves injuries

“You have multiple contusions, broken ribs, cracked spine, hair fractures in your hip and thigh bones. And there are lots of scratches on your body. What the hell were you doing?”

Reeves just smiled.

“Commander please take off your Gravity boots and a heavy shirt.” Dr Sidle ordered. “You do realize that no matter how much strength training you do, it does not make your bones stronger.” He commented.

“Those scratches sound like someone is having some afterhours fun.” Hora commented with glee.

“Dark Fire, who won the Orion female boxing championship star date 2985?” Hora asked the ship’s AI

“Hora Layvnullo in a 3 to 2 decision” Dark Fire replied.

Maybe Commander Reeves was the better boxer. He had been wearing gravity boots and was at a disadvantage. But Hora had not recommended he take lessons to improve. He had. His over confidence was a flaw. The thought did not bring her joy.

She turned those same thoughts to herself. She had been Captain of the ship for 4 and a half days and she almost crashed it into a black hole, she lost several crew members, damaged the engines, failed to make peaceful first contact, and half the fleet was looking to destroy the ship and kill her. Yes, they had uncovered some plot to take over the federation… and they now know someone killed Captain Marcus. But she knew that as soon as she was selected for command. She had made very little progress and now she is not getting along with her XO.

She had been arrogant. Arrogant about her knowledge, about command, about the parasites. She had an exaggerated sense of her own importance and abilities. Over confident she had tried everything to find the parasites.

"Captain," Commander Reeves said from across the room. "What if the hostiles are not in people, unless they need to be? Perhaps they stay inside the ship walls and duct work? We don't know how to detect them so they could be just... waiting."

“Commander, when we used the transporters and moved everyone, we knew they were somewhere else. Walls, bulkheads, food, water supply… even people’s pets. But we have checked all of that”

“Not pets” Dr Sidle commented.
 
Stardate 29870520.1815

When Dark Fire informed them of who was the Champion of 2985 Commander Reeves realized how close he’d actually come to getting his ass kicked. If he hadn’t spent ten years under heavy gravity and the last 28 under combat conditions, and used the ‘no rues’ to add gravity and take it away, he’d be laying in the infirmary for a while. L’Sa wouldn’t be hapy, but he’d be spending more time in the holodeck.

“Commander, when we used the transporters and moved everyone, we knew they were somewhere else. Walls, bulkheads, food, water supply… even people’s pets. But we have checked all of that”

“Not pets,” Dr. Sidle commented.

Snapping his head Reeves looked at her. “what?”

“Not Pets,” Dr. Sidle repeated. “None of the pets were affected. Cat’s dogs, hamsters, goldfish, ferrets, rabbits. None of them were effected. Hell Ensign bowman’s rabbit just had a litter, and she thought the damn thing was fixed. Boy wasn’t that a surprise.”

“How many?” Reeves asked.

“How many? What? Pets? God I don’t know. Maybe fifteen hundred… two thousand?”

“No, How many, baby rabbits, Did it have?”

“Oh.. it had like twelve? Which is a little high for a litter, but not bizarre.”

Looking over at the Captain, he raised an eyebrow. Could the alien be using Rabbits and other pets as hosts? How could they catch one for analysis so they could isolate it’s pattern and transport it? What style of containment did they need to hold it? Forcefield? Lights? Electromagnetics? Not his field. Maybe the scientist in the room had better idea’s…
 
Hora

Hora pushed the nurse’s hand away that held the dermal regenerator, as she sat up. Her lip was repaired, but not the cut over her eye.

“Dark Fire, locate Ensign Bowman’s rabbits and put a level 5 containment field around each of them on my mark” Hora ordered. “Level five will only let in and out light and sounds. The rabbits will suffocate as they use up the oxygen, but hopefully we can check them for parasites before that time.” She explained to Dr Sidle.

“Doctor, get your testing kit… we need to go as soon as possible” Hora ordered.

“Dark Fire… monitor all other pets onboard. Once the containment field is up on the rabbits… the parasites might bolt from other pets. Place a level 5 around any pet under destress. Mark!” Hora ordered the fields up.
 
Stardate 29870520.1820

“Containment secured,” Dark Fire responded. “Locations plotted on Data Padd as Red. Security has been Alerted. All non-sentient life tracked and plotted on Data Padd as yellow.”

Running over Dr. Grissom and Sidle had medical kits filled with a variety of equipment for scanning and even taking samples. The outside of them was marked as XENO – HAZMAT. Having had enough hostile encounters Starfleet had designed and Built kits just for these emergencies.

“Get samples to Dr. L’Sa as soon as confirmed,” Reeves called as a security guard handed him a phaser. “Captain, I recommend being armed. And do you want cluster group Alpha, Bravo, or Charlie or do we both go as one?”

On the Data Padd the bunnies had been in three groups of four (Alpha, Bravo, Charlie) but each group was with groups of yellow as well.
 
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Hora

“I take the Alpha group, you grab one of the others. Wait, Charlie is close to Lt Sol quarters. Send him to that group and tell him to be careful!” Hora ordered as she grabbed a tricorder and a phrase. Her security people running after her, which frankly, they had gotten used to.

Hora thought as she ran. In the vast expanse of the galaxy which the federation had explored, they encountered millions of unknown life forms and hundreds of intelligent life forms. Most intelligent life was careful and cautious, but not overtly dangerous. What was unique and dangerous was when the intelligent life form was on a conquest. These encounters were not about the prime directive, they were about survival.

These parasite creatures had made it clear, they wanted to take over. They wanted to conquer the federation. Hora job, the crew’s job was to defeat them.

She approached the quarters where the Alpha group was located. Pulled out her phrase in one hand and the tricorder in the other.

“Open the door” She ordered the computer.

As she stepped into her two security guards were right behind her. Inside the containment field was a three dead rabbits. However, among the rabbit bodies was a shimmering, silver mass of tendrils. Wiggling and squirming.

It was the parasitic alien! Her tricorder was recording the encounter to provide invaluable information to DR L’Sa.

“Wait” Hora said holding back her security people. “Where are the other pets?” Hora asked.
 
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Reeves:
“Lt. Sol, grab a detail and weapon up. Position Charlie is yours, assume aliens are hostile. Record everything in detail. Protect the ship and the crew,” Reeves ordered. “DO NOT GO ALONE.”

Moving with his security detail he called in Marines as well, it couldn’t hurt. “Captain, squad of Five Marines enroute to you for backup if needed. Lt. Sol Same for you.”

Pausing at his target door he opened up as one of the detail scanned the room with the tricorder. Multiple creatures had been infected as four different force field bubbles had been erected. The liquid silver blood was smashing hard against the barrier as several other smaller ones attacked as well.

As one ever blood stopped and ‘looked’ in his direction before the burrowed into the deck plating. “Dark Fire Full field generation, encircle them. Floor included. Shear the floor and isolate.”

A section of the largest blood was sheared through and a scream - like metal shearing in a car crash - ripped through the space as Reeves clutched his head.

The Marines opened fire with energy and projectile weapons at the gaping hole but apparently the creature/entity had chosen flight rather than capture.

Was each part of it self actualizing and mobile/ But group cohesive? Fuck.

“Captain, creatures are contained. Part of one escaped. Dark Fire Isolate any distressed lifeforms with New Protocol Call sign Silver Parasite.”


Hora….
A flash of silver snapped from behind a chair, not large. Maybe the size of a human pinkie finger it hit one of the guards in the neck. He grabbed his neck for a moment, but then fired at the other security guard before body slamming into Hora, forcing her into the room and shooting the control.

“You will join us, Captain. You don’t have a choice.”
 
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“Copy” Lt Sol replied “Let’s go” he said to Lt Blumme

Captain Hora had made a mistake. She thought Lt Sol was in his quarters which were close to the Charlie group. However, Lt Sol was in Lt Blumme’s quarters. It took a while before Lt Sol and Lt Blumme showed up at the Charlie group location. They were both armed and ready as they arrived at the door. The Marine squad joined them before they could do anything.

“Everyone ready?” Lt Sol asked. He received thumbs up from everyone. Then his comms link opened and he heard Captain Hora’s voice.

Hora

Hora had the tricorder running when the silver streak hit the one guard. Then that guard killed her other protector pushing her into the room, and destroying the door opening panel. She had pressed the transmit data button which included all audio information and it linked to Dark Fire.

Those three heard the silver parasite say “You will join us, Captain. You don’t have a choice.”

A split second later Reeves transmitted “Captain, creatures are contained. Part of one escaped. Dark Fire Isolate any distressed lifeforms with New Protocol Call sign Silver Parasite.”

“Ooops” Hora said in mock concern “Sound like you lost a few more parts. To address your question, I think there are always choices” Hora replied “For example, if you try to take me over, you/I will be placed in a containment field and Dark Fire will lock me out of all ship systems. A much smarter approach is to get me on your team. Promise me something and I’ll use my powers as captain to do your bidding.

Another option is hold me as a hostage. It buys you time and leverage to get something you want. Commander Reeves will not throw my life away easily. Wait we did have a fight recently, maybe he would. That might be a shitting option. Another choice is to give up. Your friends at deep star nine will be here shortly and since I will not fire on other fleet ships… they will win. And thus, you win! There are probable a few other options… or other combinations” Hora concluded.

“So, what do you want to do?” Hora asked

Lt Sol

Always wanting to one up warm bloods Lt Sol “Computer level 5 containment around this these quarters.” Level 5 did not allow light or sound through the barrier. The barrier also sheared through the decks and bulkheads.

“Captain, Commander, the group charlie room has been contained.” Lt Sol reported. It was a very clever report from the dinosaur. To the parasites, it would seem like no one on the ship knew Captain Hora was in trouble. This would allow her to continue to negotiate with the parasites while they formed a rescue plan.
 
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