Fire Fight-Part Deux

[Ki'rok 0]

Time seemed to slow for just a brief moment. He looked around the ill-fated ships bridge. Most of the crew were still trying to regain their footing after the massive explosion from the torpedo launchers demise.

 

He stared intently at his display which, thank Shaka Ri, was still functioning. The story unfolding was an interesting one, indeed.

 

He could make out the lead ship falling back..apparently the last barrage had damaged it somewhat...he secretly derived a brief moment of satisfaction from this...but the victory was hollow as the second vessel took over the pursuit and prepared to overtake the Hatfield. The Republic was quickly catching up as well and would soon be in transporter range...followed by the Mothership as well as the shockwave that would finish off whatever and whomever was unfortunate enough to be around upon its arrival.

 

Rok's mind kicked into overdrive. He didnt wait for the order from the Captain. Instead, he sent word on a coded channel to the Republic requesting emergency beamout. The Hatfield would not last much longer..even if the Birdies were destroyed...warp drive was failing and the shockwave would overtake them in a few moments.

 

The remaining pursuit vessel fired a final burst of plasma...however, as the Hatfield slipped from warp..it passed just off the port bow. Rok lowered the Hatfields shields as the lead ship slingshotted past. The last thing he saw before being enveloped by the merciful transporter beam of the Republic was the lead ship coming about for a final attack run.

 

The away team...battered and bruised...was finally home...now if home could only make it out of the sector without being destroyed by that cosmic tsunami...