Saving The Leviathan

"Mr. Toran. Transfer transporter power to the shields and then vent the plasma into their torpedo paths," Harris said while plotting a course for Earth.

Toran said, "Sir that will destroy their ship and damage our ours in the process." In an angry voice Harris yelled, "For christ sake Ensign do it. Trust me!'

A blast shook the ship and threw Harris to the deck hitting his head. He stood up, holding his head.

"Sir. We have an intruder alert. Five Loreans have beamed aboard, while our shields were down, but they are back up but only to 76%." Toran yelled just as two Loreans transported in front of Harris with weapons drawn. On instinct, Harris kicked one of Lorean's weapon out his hand then slammed his fist into the surprised Lorean's throat. The Lorean fell to his knees and choked to death, as the remaining one slammed his weapon into Harris's stomach causing Harris to fall to his knees and brought the butt end of the weapon across Harris' face breaking his nose. The pain only angered Harris as he grabbed the Lorean's arm just as he tried to attack again and snapped it at the elbow. The Lorean screamed out in pain and fell back dropping his weapon. Seeing his opportunity, Harris then kicked him in the chest three times in quick succession and manoeuvred himself where he was able to garb the Lorean's head and twisted it off, literally.

"Sir, we are receiving a hail from the Lorean Fleet Commander. They want to discuss terms for our surrender." Toran said adjusting his uniform.

Harris looked at the dead Loreans and tried to think how the Klingons would want to discuss terms. Harris sat in the command chair and said in a calm voice. "Ensign put me on the comm channel to the lead ship. Audio only. I'd like to accept your surrender, but I don't have enough room for all of you so it would only be a honor to destroy you." Then a explosion shook the ship. Harris said out loud with smile, "D'ak Troth!"

"Mr. Toran target their engines pattern Omega."

"Aye sir."