#star trek reference

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“We just lost the Sepheron and Lenin’s Fury.”

“The Attila is reporting engine failures in primary and secondary engines.”

“The Cobalt, Marian, Constantinople, and Norske Løve report minor damage but are still in the fight.”

From his command throne Admiral Benedict heard the status reports coming in for the ships of his fleet, yet his eyes never strayed from the view screen composing the entire wall opposite him. There, just ahead of his own flagship the Morning Star, was the abomination he had been sent by the Galactic Council to slay.  

The Beneficent.

Former flagship and most powerful vessel of the Galactic Navy, it now had turned its mighty arsenal against the very ships it once fought alongside at the behest of her treacherous captain and crew of Volki.

After a recent council vote which ended the Volki/Denaren War, the serving Volki aboard the flagship turned on their comrades and absconded with the vessel. Her mighty star cannons were used against the moored ships at Port salvation and decimated them before initiating an emergency jump out of system. It was naught three weeks later reports started flooding in that Denaren worlds across the sector were being attacked by the Beneficent leaving only ruins in her wake.   

The Volki government denied supporting such actions, but refused to commit forces to hunt down the traitors under the fear of further Volki ships joining them and switching sides; while the Denaren began mobilizing for war under the pretext of continued hostile aggression. It would only take another push to reignite the flames of war that had so recently been stamped out; and so the Galactic Council had assembled an emergency taskforce of remaining ships with the single purpose of hunting down the Beneficent and capture her if possible, or destroy her if not.

Admiral Benedict had been placed in charge of the adhoc task force and quickly took up the hunt. Reasoning that the rogue ship was targeting only Denaren planets, the admiral laid a trap above the world of Huskal II; dispersing his fleet into small strike forces and hiding them in low orbit around the various moons of the planet.

Sure enough, after three rotations of waiting, the Beneficent emerged in system and made a b-line straight for the planet to continue its path of carnage. It had just made stationary orbit above the largest city when Benedict sprung his trap and his fleet emerged from their respective moons orbit and swarmed the enemy ship.

Even with the element of surprise though, the battle was still hanging by a knife edge.

His fleet had been able to surround the ship and prevent it from making an escape jump, but the armament of the Beneficent was more than a match for the strike force and its guns lashed out with the furry of a cornered beast.

A violent shudder ran beneath the decking and ran up the Admiral’s spine. He knew something critical had been hit well before his chief of engineering contacted him.

“The jump drive took a direct hit.” He could hear Carson Murray cough as sirens blared in the background.

“Can it be repaired?” Benedict inquired as another series of shudders ran across the deck.

“Not unless you politely tell those frackers shooting at us to stop.”

“We must abandon ship!”

The admiral turned to see Representative Fink cowering amongst his gaggle of hangers on. His presence alone would not have been tolerated had they not been directly planted aboard his ship by the council to monitor the situation and report back.

“Without a jump drive we cannot escape this battle!”

“Escape?” the admiral replied, his voice thick with disgust. He pointed at the view screen showcasing the Beneficent. “We have finally caught our quarry, there will be no leaving until this hunt is completed.”

“Do not let your human pride blind you!” the representative stammered. “We will need at least three times the fleet to bring down that beast!”

“And if we leave now it will only further embolden them and encourage further defections amongst the fleet!”

Benedict’s voice was stern. He would not kowtow and humor these ignorant fools who believe themselves experts of war after watching several holo-dramas.

If they did flee then it was all but assured that any other Volki serving in the Galactic Council would defect and turn a lone ship into the heartbeat of a massed insurrection.

There was no room for debate. They would end this threat here or die trying.

“But-“ Fink began but was interrupted when Murray cut in again.

“Sir, can you scan sector SG-7 on the Beneficent?”

 Without saying a word the admiral relayed the order to his scanning officer.

“Do you not hear me!?” Fink protested louder. “I will not be-“

“There’s nothing there, sir.” The officer replied cutting off Fink once again.

“You catch that Murray?” the admiral relayed.

“Perfectly sir;” Murray’s voice took on a note of hopefulness as he continued “have all guns direct fire on that sector of hull.”

To Fink’s surprise, instead of questioning the ridicules command Benedict opened a fleet wide transmission and relayed the targeting coordinates to his remaining ships.

As one the mighty but battered host fired every gun and missile they had. The space between the fleet and the lone warship was instantly illuminated by countless energy blasts and flickering lights of missile thrusters at full burn. They struck at nearly the same moment and the massive warship’s shields flashed bright blue as they began weathering the torrent of fire.

“No damage registering.” The scanning officer relayed.

“Just keep at it!” Murray shouted over the com network. “Trust me sir, please.”

“Continue fire.” The admiral relayed as the barrage of weapons fire continued.

The Beneficent’s own weapons began lashing out, catching the Constantinople’s bridge with a direct and raking the rest of the fleet with a torrent of fire.

“If we do not flee now-“ Fink began once again, but the universe’s sense of humor remained strong as the events unfolding on the view screen interrupted him once more.

Without warning the layers of shielding surrounding the Beneficent popped. Ripples of energy verberated across the hull, like lightning in a bottle, and at every point the bolts of energy touched the hull that section would explode outward into space. One by one the weapon batteries of the ship went silent until finally it sat silent in space; convulsing as the strike force continued their attack.

The admiral let this play out for several minutes while the fleet continued pounding away at the enemy vessel until finally raising a hand to order the bombardment to cease.

“Order the boarding ships to position,” Benedict called out, “I want that ship secured and any survivors brought onboard in chains.”

“Relaying orders now.” The communication officer replied before quickly sending out the command. From the view screen those gathered saw the strike force slowly pulling in close to the Beneficent as it slowly tumbled in space without power.

“What did you do?” Fink asked. He could see they had won, but the reality of the situation appeared to have not yet caught up to the representative.

“Power relay collapse,” came a voice from the entrance to the bridge, “followed by a nasty feedback which overloaded critical systems one after another.”

The admiral turned his head to see Murray slowly walking in and gave him a nod before returning to the tactical displays monitoring the boarding operations.

“I toured the Beneficent some time ago when I was just in my engineer stripes and marveled at two things.” Murray continued as he stepped next to the admiral and handed him a data pad containing the damage report. “One, if given the proper crew she could decimate half a sector before being brought down.”  

“And the second?” Fink inquired.

Murray chuckled. “How shoddy its maintenance had become.”

He pointed to the portion of the Beneficent’s hull the strike force had targeted.

“Areas without critical systems were given the bare minimum of inspection and upgrade; entire areas were using outdated tech and was held together by little more than duct-tape and prayers.”

“I still don’t understand.” Fink replied as his head still spun.

“To simplify,” the admiral cut in, “once we began targeting that area their captain no doubt ordered additional power to be sent to the shield emitters in that area to reinforce them. The fraying systems couldn’t handle the sudden increase in power and imploded, triggering a feedback surge which spread out like an overloading wave triggering multiple system failures before their emergency breakers could activate.”

“And once the ship’s mainframe detected multiple system failures, the result of which was a power surge, it scrambled the reactor to preserve the remaining critical systems at the expense of leaving the ship without power.” Murray finished.

Fink finally stopped his stammering as the plan finally made sense. Well, at least for one remaining part.

“Why did you not inquire about this plan when he contacted you earlier? Why did you blindly follow his suggestion?”

The admiral looked to his chief engineer and smiled.

Spotted!

Meanwhile the DB: created a story based on the most famous homoerotic tension between two fictional friends, based loads of plotlines on Star Trek and even used the franchise covers as references to their plot and visuals.

lmao😭