"Interference"

[Cptn Elias Moore 0]

"Interference"

Commander Elias Moore

Challenger Project Foreman

Foreman's Starlog: June 13, 2154

 

Elias read over the memo from crewman Weedman regarding uncertainty about the warp drive specifications. He then brought up the reports of lighting systems being installed and reinstalled up to three times throughout the center sections of the saucer and warp coil units being swapped around between drydocks. The workforce needed to function as a single unit, every worker operating on the same page. But already there was confusion and dissent, not to mention setbacks being caused by outside agencies. Issues like this would only serve to slow down the construction process.

 

Two letters jumped off of both reports--GE.

 

"Unacceptable." Elias said to himself. "GE doesn't run this project. And neither do the Vulcans."

 

The workforce needed to be united, and that meant the project being brought under the control of a single agency. Elias typed out a response to crewman Weedman, assuring him that the matter would be looked into and dealt with. He then prepared and sent memos to Gunter Seiben and Phillip Ellis, requesting (the only thing he could do considering their civilian status), that they meet with him in his office Thursday morning. He would have a proposition for them both.

 

The proposition would first need to be discussed with Admiral Forrest in person. Elias closed down his computer console and headed for the door...

 

That's when the alarms began blaring.

 

"What the hell is this, now?" Elias looked around the office. The lights were flashing red to indicate alert status. He left the office and grabbed a crewman passing through the corridor outside. "What's going on?"

 

"Alien intruders, sir. Klingon, the reports say. They somehow infiltrated the main docking bay. There's been gunfire, lots of casualties. We think they're headed for the fusion reactors."

 

"You've got to be kidding me! The reactors? If there's open fire down there, they're liable to take out the whole drydock." Elias cursed under his breath. "Notify the armory and get some medics down to the bay."

 

"Aye, I'll see to it. There aren't many hands in those departments, though." The crewman took off down the corridor.

 

Elias punched the wall and sprinted towards the nearest lift. The Vulcans ... GE ... now Klingons? The sabotage of this project was coming in many forms, and Elias was ready to bust some heads over it ...