The Turning of a Wraith

[Charles Lindsey]

I thought it was great! You did Rattler proud and I'm sure he'd be impressed at the honor you gave him. You sure you haven't found the archives to the old forum when all this started? *G*

Welcome aboard Commander Shadowstar. Glad to have you.

Commander Chavik

ICV Phoenix

"Loves a good read"

[Guest Ron Wallin]

Good intro, Shadowstar. So many possibilities

Cmdr. Akira

[Rattler]

I agree, perfect beginning of a long RP Possibility. Thanks for the compliment, Commander Shadowstar. Brilliant, simply Brilliant Post!

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Rattler, Spectre, Insurgent One

Official BC3K Tester

[email protected]

ICQ 12894104

[Shadowstar]

It was the least I could do for ya, Rattler. You were the one that helped me out when I was just a v1.0 user and convinced me to get v2.0 Plus, I wanted to find a way to merge my other story on the thread into this one without destroying any previously established in the storyline. Anyway, I've been rather busy lately so I don't think I'll be posting any new installments to my RP for several days, but I'll be watching

[Charles Lindsey]

Warning! Warning! this thread just went PG. A couple of curse words are in my text.

Wildcard, thought Chavik as the datapad slipped out of his hand. Heh, what insurgent isn't? But those were the fore runners. The new crews ought to have some discipline, an understanding of the philosophy. But the fore runners. Those were different. Rattler, Jester, Lord David. Myself? No. Just tired. And Akira, always finding new tech. Like that bloody SVR. The one I used to find him. Akira lost, wandering. Locke! You stay here. I'm going to try to find Akira.

Commander Timothy Woods sat in his chair. He felt it would need servicing already as he had spun it around the bridge so many times checking the state of things. "What's the matter Tim?" asked Jhoanna Hayes. "Scared Chavik will come back and find out about your little gambit?"

"No!" replied Woods. " I just want to make sure everything is going allright. How are those drones doing?"

"Fine," replied Mr. Don Hill. "We've gotten another 30% in just this short while but we won't know what we have till we get them on board and let the shuttles extract the minerals."

"Make another transfer then. I want all we can get when the guys get done shopping."

"Aye sir."

Chavik sat in the chair in his quarters. Almost like the command chair. That chair. Chavik shuddered. And remembered. He remembered the devices coming out of the chair. Wrapping around him. And the thoughts. Clear, vibrant,enhanced.

The Mark2 shuddered. "What was that?" asked Commander Woods.

"What was what?" asked Jhoanna.

The Guardran field had kept everything perfect but Timothy Woods was on edge and had spent the last several hours listening to the Mark2. Something had changed. Something subliminal.

Mr. Myers spoke up. "Sir, the Navitron computer is trying to plot a course."

"We were ordered to stand still," said Commander Woods. "Plus the AI interface is gone."

"I'm not doing anything,"said Mr. Myers, "and with the interface gone it can't find the course. Wait, it's rerouting."

"Turn it off before we're exposed. Someone might see the jump anomaly."

"I can't sir. It refuses."

The life in this thing! How clear everything looks. Now to look for the other. Reach out. There! At the edges. So faint. Bleedover? Nullspace? Must be. Target. Set Flight Path. Engage Hyperjump engines.

The Strike Group ran down the hall of Wraith Station. They slowed to a walk as the hall curved past plain site of Stores. They rounded the corner into the service tube after making sure no one was watching. Suddenly an alarm sounded. "Damn," said Mr. Barlow, "I shoulda used a knock out gas."

"Definitely time to call our ride," said Mr. White.

"You got that right," said Mr. Barlow while accessing his Commlink.

"Sir, the Navitron has locked on," said Mr Myers.

"Where?" asked Comamnder Woods.

"No where sir."

"What?! Cut the engines. Is the Cloak still holding?"

"Sir, the Strike team is ready to beam aboard. They are requesting transport out," reported Jhoanna.

"Cloak is holding and we are jumping. Still no coordinates."

"Strike will have to fend for themselves for a bit. This ship is a lemon. Systems report Black."

"Affected systems show 100% integrity. There is no apparent cause for the malfunction," said Mr. Black

"Well find it. Where are we now Jhoanna?"

"Sliding out of the system at a pretty good clip. Much more and we'll be in uncharted territory."

"Cut engines!"

Mr Myers slumped at his station. "They won't disengage sir."

Commander Woods wanted to tear his hair out. Too much was happening too fast. And half of it unexplained. "Shut down the stupid reactor then! Nothing is to have power until we figure what the hell is going on."

"Reactor Power cut sir," reported Mr. Black.

"We've come out of Hyperspace sir," said Mr. Myers as the soft blue emergency lighting on the bridge came online. "Request emergency power to engines to reduce speed."

"You have twenty seconds. I want everything back offfline before the HJ engines recharge," said Commander Woods.

"Aye sir," came the reply from both Myers and Black.

"They should have gotten us by now," said Mr. White.

"I'll transmit again," said Mr. Barlow.

"Strike group re-requesting transport out," said Jhoanna Hayes.

"Do it. While we have power. You have fifteen more seconds Mr. Black. Make it snappy. Have you found the problem yet?"

"Beginning transport now. And my engineers have been working on the problem. The commands have been coming from a command VR visor."

"That's impossible. I haven't been doing any of this. And no one else has a command ..." Commander Woods trailed off.

They heard several security detail troops go past as they waited. They were really beginning to sweat now. It would only take time before they were found and then found out when compared to Wraith Station's records. Another troop was coming. They were getting closer. They stopped. The leader said " 12,15, and 17, check that service tube. I hear the Station Commander wants to put these guys on special supension. " Barlow could hear them coming closer and had his sidearm ready when he felt that tingle begin.

"Strike group aboard," reported Mr. Black.

"Trace the malfunction to Commander Chavik's VR visor."

Mr. Black hesitated. "Working on it." A few moments passed. "Confirmed sir."

"Sever that link."

Another moment. "We can't sir. Commander Chavik's Visor has some command staff overrides built in."

Woods was furious. What gives him the right? He left the bridge without even leaving it in command of anyone. He practically ran to Chavik's quarters. The door was locked but at least Chavik hadn't overridden those codes. Woods input his override codes and waited a moment while the dor opened. He was ready to give Chavik one good peice of his mind. Woods rushed into the room to find Chavik sleeping. A datapad was lying on the floor. Woods saw that Chavik still wore his VR visor. He shook Chavik awake.

Chavik started awake at the rough handling of Commander Woods. "Huh? What's wrong?"

"At the moment you are sir. If you would remove the VR visor we might be able to control this ship for a while."

Chavik groggily stood up. He removed his visor and handed it to Woods. "What happened?" he asked.

"Well that's quite the little story. You might want to sit back down," said Commander Woods as he smiled.

*RP* OFF

And that's what happens when you fall asleep with your VR visor on. At least how I envision it. *G*

[Cmdr Ristar]

I just wanted to say hello to all my comrades. It has been a long time since I have been online. I just purchased the v2.0 and I love it. I will soon be rejoining the role playing effort but I have many things going on right now. DeSylva, I hope I still have a job in the ISS.

I want to thank everyone who supported me with my sister's death. Thank you all.

Cmdr Jeehun Ristar

GCV Shogun, ISS03

ISS Intelligence and Espionage Arm Coordinator

ISS Vice Fleet Leader

[Guest]

This is getting too long to download. Next poster open a new thread please.

WELCOME BACK Ristar! :-)

[Charles Lindsey]

OK I promise if I post next I will start a new thread. I am hoping other commanders would do the same.

But I couldn't even goad you once? Not even after running rampant on your station? *G*

Now that my marines are back I only have to install the AI interface (not really needed which Mr. Woods will soon find out *BG*), decide Gallion and Wraith are no longer worth watching, and go home.

We had an offer of one more commander joining in. I hope he does so. ShadowStar; Where'd ya go? Feel free to jump in. As long as ya don't mind me posting my followups to your thread.

Derek has given us generous leeway in this forum and I try not to abuse it. But since Tac asked and the thread count is up there I will do so if I am the next person to post. It gets sticky but we have done well so far. Anyone else feel free to start a new topic here. But I will follow up.

Good to see you again Ristar. Welcome back.

Commander Chavik

ICV Phoenik

Charles

[Guest]

Damn it's good to have you back, Jeehun. your post is still open. I look forward to seeing the Shogun in Renegade once more. Get in touch with me, my old friend.

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Commander DeSylva

GCV First Light ISS01 -=- ISS Fleet Coordinator

www.geocities.com/TimesSquare/Arena/9206/iss/

Official BC3K Tester and Blind Man With Sleeves award winner

"Serve - with honour."

[Shadowstar]

Well I guess I could start the new thread, eh? Everyone over to "The saga continues..."

Ooh, gotta make it official:

To Be Continued....

[This message has been edited by Shadowstar (edited 04-29-99).]

[Gallion]

DeSylva, Please close this thread. It has become tooo big. Corsair adventures will continue on Shadowstar's thread

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Cmdr Gallion

GCV-Graf Spee, Corsair Wing

Wraith Fleet