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    Scotty Reade - The Return

    in 2023

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    Amelia looked into the mirror as she fasted her combadge onto her uniform. She looked at the red uniform on her and paused momentarily. It had been a few years since she wore a uniform. She lost her whole starship the last time she wore one of these. Even though she was cleared of any wrongdoing by Starfleet, something just felt like she would be questioned again. 

     

    As she stepped back into her room, she looked out the window and noticed the planet Gentry-1 out in the distance. The first part of the mission was to deliver some critical supplies. 

     

    “Captain, we should be arriving in Gentry-1’s orbit within the next few minutes. “ said the HCO officer. 

     

    “Understood, Lieutenant,” said Amelia. As she closed the comms connection, she grabbed the PADD from her desk and looked over the ship's specs again. Her new command was the recently delivered USS Phoneix. The ship was designated as an Odyssey-class explorer. It had equal amounts of firepower and shielding. 

     

    After looking over the specs, she grabbed her cup of coffee and walked onto the bridge. As she entered the bridge, some of the officers glared at her.

     

    “Ignore them; focus on your job,” she told herself. 

     

    “What is our position?” she asked the helm officer. 

     

    “We are just arriving in the planet orbit now.” said the helm officer. 

     

    She sat in the command chair and asked all her bridge officers questions. 

     

    “All stations, reports, please,” said Amelia. 

     

    As all other officers reported, she checked off her commands in her PADD. The only thing that seemed off was the envoy from Gentry-1 did not report in at the time they stated; now, sometimes things happened, but normally contact would be told ahead of time. 

     

    “Raise shields; something feels off,” said Amelia. 

     

    As the ship's shields came online, the ops officered yelled. 

     

    “Captain, a ship just de-cloaked on our port side. They have targeted us.” 

     

    Amelia closed her eyes again; it was happening again how she lost her first ship.  This is how it started exactly. 

     

    “Lock weapons and try to hail them said Amelia “ 

    The officer nodded and tried to open a link, which was successfully connected. 

     

    This is Amelia Von, Captain of the USS Phoneix. Why are you locking on to my vessel? We have not violated any laws or done anything to harm you. We are just here to provide materials to the inhabitants of Gentry-1. “ she spoke calmly. 

     

    “You have to pay a bounty; this is pirate territory.” said the grubby-looking pirate. 

     

    “I am not paying you anything; that is unfair,” rebutted Amelia. 

     

    “You’re lost,” said the pirate. 

     

    Amelia issued the command to bring the ship up to red alert. 

     

    As the crew brought the weapons systems online. Amelia paused again, thinking about what had happened the last time she was in this predicament. That time the enemy was vastly stronger, and the other ships in my command withdrew before we could put an actual chance of battle. 

     

    Status report! She said. 

     

    Each station reported in. So far, the damage was minimal, and the Phoneix threw out some good damage to the enemy. But Amelia knew she was not out of the woods yet. 

     

    “Let's try to swing around for our own attack; we can use the planet to our advantage; let's do Gamma-Beta-2 as the invasion pattern,” she told the helm officer. 

     

    As the helm officer nodded, the ship sped up as the officer manually piloted the ship toward the planet. 

     

    “Do it,” she said. The ship got the advantage of being behind the planet. The ship rocked as a volley of quantum torpedoes chased toward their target. 

     

    “4 hits, ma’am; it seems we have disabled the ship,” said the operation’s officer. 

     

    “Hail them,” Amelia said. 

     

    “So, do you yield?” said Amelia. 

     

    The captain of the enemy vessel threw up a white flag. 

     

    She told the transporter officer, “Beam them over and place them in the brig; we will bring them to Genty-1’s leadership team to see what they want to do.”

    Amelia rested back in her chair after confirming the pirates were in the brig. She now felt she was back in her form, and as a bonus, she got the crew to smile at her. 

     

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    Scotty Reade: "Remebering"

    in 2022

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    Scotty dragged himself through the ship's corridor, sloshing his feet around. His hand was covering his right side of his hip. As he rounded the corner of the deck, he got to his apartment. He dragged himself into his room, and instantly went to the shower to rinse off. All of sudden he passed out from exhaustion. 

    As his eyes opened, he noticed that he was now in the med bay. He tried to look around, but his eyes had not adjusted to the lighting in the room. As soon as that happened, he felt a sharp pain radiate from his hip that he was clinching earlier on. After a few more moments his eyes finally adjusted to the med bay. Near the edge of the room he saw a medical officer. 

    He shouted “What happened?” 

    The doctor responded with “You were injured on an away mission, and you collapsed in your room, and we got alerted by the computer. You also got some severe injuries near your hip”.

    Scotty did not remember any of this happening. Did he pass out? Or was his injuries far more worse then what the doctor had told him. 

    As the medical officer came around again, he was walking next to the XO Commander Chira. 

    “Do you know what happened son?” said Chira

    “We were on a survey mission, scouting a “Class M” planet”, said Scotty. 

    As he finished his sentence, he drew a blank in his mind. He was thinking that some of the details were starting to come back. Most likely a little brain fog. 

    “I have some details, I remember now!” said Scotty. 

    “Go on, proceed, we are all ears” said the XO. 

    OK, I remember that we had beamed down to the surface of this planet to do some light recon, I remember the weather being really good. Warm and clear skies. For the most part everything was doing good. The only problem that we had was the small issue with the locals that were causing some issues with Starfleet. 

    We told them that we were going to cause no harm to them, but they insisted that we were interfering with their planet. Anyways we kept moving on as we rounded the corner, they started chasing us with their phasers. This was the moment where I totally lost track of what was happening. My adrenaline just went into full go go go mode. 

    Once we had gotten a good distance from them, a phaser shot grazed my hip. I felt like the shot had missed me, but as we can see now, I was totally wrong.

    Luckily, we were able to get a comm signal back up to the ship, and they were able to lock onto our signal. I remember that my leg was now really bad, and I was struggling to walk. I finally was able to hold onto Lt. Polak’s shirt and he made sure that he dragged me to safety. 

    We then beamed back up to the ship. I will never forget that day. 

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