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Here Galen Winterspoon, on the B'Rel Solinor.
Frankly, Commandant, if I was you, I would turn my ship in an other direction and not try to bother an unknown ship and the team on this Ship in their mission.
Do not interfere with us... Or you could have some problems.
*you could hear some soft voices in background*
Oh, your Ship is a Nebula... AHAHAHAH! What irony! A Nebula that can be lost in the perillous nebula, it would be a good thing, right?
Please, Commandant, leave us, it would be wiser.
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*On the Bridge of the Solinor.*
"Senior, it seems as if the, hum, USS Nebula Skytoucher is still following us. They can match our speed and fleeing from her could not be a good option, if we choose it."
"Hum, Captain, how are our Shields?"
"Fully operational and at 100%, Senior."
"Our weapons?"
"Already targetting the Skytoucher at visible critical sections of the StarFleet Ship, Sir."
"Any news about........?"
"Helm?"
"Ten minutes, Captain. Ten minutes." the helm replied.
"Senior?"
"Well, it seems as if we will have to occupy the Skytoucher and her team while we are waiting... Captain, half-turn and let's go welcoming StarFleet...."
"Oh! Yes, Senior."

(off : power supply computer problem, guys. I will not able to post often with this ooooollllld P200MMX. Sorry for the inconvenients, but I can't do all the job I want with this puter.)

*There is a small silence on the Bridge of the Solinor. Then the Captain Hellström breaks the silence.*
"Senior, they seem not to have understood our iontentions. May I suggest we to open fire before they attack?"
"Hummmm, no way. Assuming our Zygon Shields could manage their assault/capture attempt for some minutes, I don't want to risk our current mission on one gambit. Helm, open a channel, please. I have something to discuss with the Commandant of the SkyToucher before we engage battle."
*Helm Grant is surprised. She raises her eyebrows.*
"Are you serious, Senior?"
"Yes."
"All right, Senior. Channel opened."
<Trans starts>
Commandant of the SkyToucher...
I want you to consider something. And I want this something to be clear. We are here to rendez-vous with one Ship biggest and more powerful than yours.
PLEASE, leave us in peace and there will be no problem at all with us. If you engage a battle with us, you should face the firepower of a Negh'Var and I'm sure you couldn't resist the assault.
What are NOW your intentions? :
1 watch the rendez-vous and leave us warping out of this sector so that you could continue your own mission
or
2 prepare to die?
What do you decide, now?"

*One flash and a strong modified B'Rel appears. The vessel seems to ignore the StarFleet ship in the sector. On the left side of the B'Rel, you could see 'Crp-UF-Solinor". And no other mark that could identify the ship.
The Solinor passed beside the SkyToucher and increased speed. It was like if the Solinor was flying in a particular direction.*

*Everyone on the Bridge of the Solinor bursts into laughter. Even Galen.*
"Ahahahah! Commandant, if you were speaking about this StarBase, its Major Senior Commandant and this insignifiant Corporation Fleet in this sector, you should forget them. They will be soon replaced.
Corporation! With their stupid "I defend Life" goal. Sooner or later, you will encounter a New Corporation. Don't interfere with me and my loyal members.
Bah! Thanks a lot, you made us laugh a bit, Commandant.
By the way, my B'Rel Solinor is here to do our job. And, for the LAST TIME, do not interfere."
*notices a sign from someone. Galen smiles a bit.*
"By the way)bis), do you know that you have an old mercenary on board your vessel? Hello, Mr Göransson, nice to have met one other time. But, this time, it could be wiser not to bother me... or bother Mr Hellström. Thank you."

"Sir, the Hogun has finally joined us. They are calling."
"On screen!"
"Yes, Sir!"
*Galen is very pleased to meet his good old friend.*
"Well, Melchior! Very well! I knew I could rely on you to make it on your mission. Has everything been well on KeyHole?"
*Formal Senior Toller relpies.*
"Everything is ready. And, as you can see, the Hogun is here, as a bonus. And as you planned it. More news : Enklin Base has been totally destroyed."
*Galen smiles and raises his eyebrows.*
"How come?"
"Hummm, it seems as a Daughter has attacked the Base.. If you see what I mean..."
"Ahahahahahahahah! Yes, I see what you mean. My brother will have more job to do then. We have all the freedom we could expect."
"Hummmm, may I ask you what you will do with this StarFleet Ship?"
"It's a piece of cake. Let's leave this Ship and her team in peace. It's not worthy to destroy them. We have more things to do, now."
"Ah! Apocalyps is ready?"
"Yes!"
"Then we must go, now. Second location? Omicron, as planned?"
"Yes. Begin to warp, now. We must hurry. Even we are free from my brother and his friends, we must hurry."
"All right. *Toller looks at his helm.* New coordinates : Omicron location. You have them? *The Helm noods affirmatively.* After you, Galen."
"Thank you, Melchior. *turns in direction of the Solinor's navigator and gestures. The helm enters the new coordinates and the Solinor changes her route.* Follow me, Melchior."
"I'm behind you! Toller, out!"
*Galen snaps his fingers. His helm is looking at him.*
"Sir?"
"Open a channel. I want to salute our fellow StarFleet officers before leaving."
*The Helm smiles.*
"Yes, Sir."

<Trans>
Commandant of the USS SkyToucher, I thank you for your excellent company. But, now, we must depart. I hope we have not been a nasty disagreement for you. And, oh, sorry for disturbing you in your mission. See you later.
<EndTrans>
"Helm, engage!"
"Yes, Sir!"
*The Solinor increases her speed and begins to warp... closely followed by the Hogun.*

*Inside the N-Torpedo, a particulat AI programmed for combat mode was adapting her sensors and her speed. The N-Torpedo was close to her objective. It activated the Dispositive linked to an ovale box inside and sped like an arrow right between the Warp Nacelles of the USS Evolution.
A light inside, a little detonation, then... the Power closed inside the box grew in an instant.
The N-Torpedo was about to explode.*

"JUMPING JEOSAPHAT! Sir!"
*Feeling a strange sense of Disaster "déjà-vu", Galen was facing a storm of energy furing right to the Solinor. An explosion that even the Shields overriden by the tachyon field coud not endure long.*
"Is the N-Torpedo ready?"
"Yes, Sir!"
"Launch! Launch!"
*On firm hit on a button and, from the locker under the B'Rel, a strange black torpedo spit fire and run through space, already locked on a particular target of the programmed Ship. Whatever the fury of the elements could be, the N-Torpedo will not miss her target. *
"It's on the run, Sirrrrrrrr!"
"Well done, Cap....."
           W H A MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!

*The fury of the explosion hits the B'rel Solinor! All of her sensors are either damaged or destroyed. Twho shields nodes are destroyed. And the tachyon field generator is properly desactivated.*
"Captain!"
"Yes, Sir! Understood, Sir!"
*Without indication of new instructions, the Captain pushes his Warp Engines at full speed.... Direction : Planet Deska... At warp 9.999.*
"Hurry, Captain! I don't want to have THAT on my back!"
"We're on it, Sir!"
*In a flash, the cloacked Solinor disappears in the depth of the galaxy.... leaving a small but determinated N-Torpedo speed at exponential warp to her target.*

*Galen is seriously doubting about the tactical manoeuvre of his Captain. He is intensely thinking about the situation and does not enjor it.*
"Captain, increase speed now. And go directly behind this Ship."
"Er, why, if I may ask?"
"The Officers, on board this Ship, are StarFleet Officers. Not Corporation Members easily predictable. They have certainly discovered or Scan Blockers. So, I can assume they know we are chasing them."
"And?"
"They HAVE to go to Deska, it's their Primary Mission. So, I doubut they will turn back and fight, now. They will certainly join the Nebula, cross it and join Deska. AND this is  NOT what I want."
"So, what do we do?"
*And Galen smiles evily at his Captain.*
"Can we open fire through this Cloack?"
"Of course, we can! This cloack has been modi.... May I, now, Sir?"
"At will, Captain. At will...."
*And the Captain looks at his tactical officer.*
"Three Quantum torpedoes, now! At full speed!"
*And to his helm*
"Prepare to chase this ........hum *checking his console*....... USS Evolution through the Nebula."
"Aye, Sir!"
*The tactical officer pushes a button.... Then...*
"Three quantum torpedoes locked on target and launched, Sir!"

*Cloacked at a certain distance of the USS Evolution, surrounded by her Blocking-Scanners Fields, the Modified Advanced B'Rel Solinor was waiting. On board, formal senior Galen Winterspoon was smiling like an evil. He was enjoying the current stades of the Events of this Nebula Sector.*
///KeyHole destroyed. The Metatraxi has AT LAST attacked. The Ship-of-Death Whallalah is now a souvenir. And some other Ships of the Corporation. Avalon Station is also heavily damaged. Negociations, alas, have succeeded.
But I need time... I need time. I'm not ready to fight my dear beloved Brother Dalen yet. Protection Ships of Deska are not destroyed yet. What is this Daughter doing? Does she wants only to observe? Or is she a new Rebel Daughter?
When I have killed my Brother and his Wife, I will have the hands free to Govern the Counsil of the Seniors. And the Corporation will become an Empire like the Klingons' Empire.
And we will conquer. We will do what we had to do BEFORE!!!!///
"Ahahahahahahahahahahah!"
*Turns his eyes to his Seid-Captain.*
"Captain Morded."
"Yesssss, Sir."
"Black Alert. We need to stop this USS Evolution. We need time on Deska."
"What if we do not succeed?"
"I hope we will damage the Ship enough so that it could use only impulse engines. And, then, I hope this Daughter will enter her battle."
*The Captain smiles as evily as his SENIOR*
"Understood, Sir. *pushes a button* Everyone on Combat Position* Helm, follow this StarFleet Ship when he departs."
"Yes, Sir." *the Helm replies.*
*Galen has flames of #### in his eyes.*
///Dalen... I'm coming.///

(Edited by Galen Winterspoon at 12:18 pm on July 9, 2003)

*Galen is listening to the StarFleet Officer's message. He has no doubt that the quantum torpedoes of the Solinor has hit the Ship but not their objectives. It was not good but it was fairly well too.*
"Captain."
"Yes, Sir?"
"If we decloack, we will be visible."
"Yes, Sir. And they will certainly fire back at our Solinor."
"Override the engines."
*The Captain is surprised.*
"You want Warp 9.999, Sir?"
"Yes, Captain."
"But we can only use override for 30 minutes..."
"Yes, Captain...."
*And the Captain opens his eyes widely*
"But, Sir, we will pass beyond the Ship or we will maybe hit it...."
"Yes, Captain? What armament do we have on board?"
"Well, disruptors and quantum torpedoes... And... OH!"
"YES, Captain!"
"But we have only ONE."
"It's a risk to take."
"Yes, Sir!"
*And the Captain of the Solinor goes to his helm and whispers something in her ear. When that done, he goes to his tactical officer and whispers something. Then, returns to his seat.

The Helm Officer set course directly on the USS Evolution with a locked pursuit target.... and overrides his engines. The Solinor begins to reach Warp 9.999.

The Tactical Officer opens the Torpedoes launchers and prepares a salvo of quantum torpedoes locked on the engineering decks of the USS Evolution. One more gesture and all the disruptors cannons are loading to full excess, at the limits of disabling. One last gesture and a little locker opens discreetly under the hull of the Solinor.*

<Corporation Solinor to USS Evolution>
Captain, if I was you, I should consider to have more respect to the people you don't know. The only way for you to please me is to throw Mr Keriadoc out of your Ship, in space, without a suit.
Then, I could consider to leave you in peace.
Galen Winterspoon.
Over.
<Trans closed>

"Sir!"
*Galen is abruptely taken from his alive "Empire Dream". He looks at his Captain with a kind of ferocity.*
"Yes, Captain..."
"This STarfleet Ship has increased his warp speed. Now, at Warp 5."
"Then? What do you want I do with your information?"
"I believe they know we are chasing them."
*Galen has a predator smile.....*
"Good! Godd! Some sport, then... When we have left Avalon orbit and are close to the Nebula.... You know what to do, Captain, right?"
*Captain Tyrone has a shark smile*
"Yes, Sir... Helm, always stay behind the Ship and maintain our speed according to its speed... Tactical, target the Nacelles and the Engineering Deck."

*And the N-Torpedo exploded!!!!
Liberating the Power of an insignificant Omega micro-particle.
The Explosion was immediate and grew in some seconds.....*

Well well well, what we have here? A Captain Pirate....
Okay, I will

Well well well, what we have here? A Captain Pirate....
Okay, I will