The Return of Commander Devore

The last explosion shook Commander Devore into consciousness. He awoke to see an angel over him looking at his eyes. It was Dr. Clairidge! Immediately, Devore tried to sit up but was forced back down by Barbara.

"Commander. Not so fast. Your fourth and fifth vertebrae have been bruised and you suffered a minor concussion. You need to rest," She said.

"Doctor. I need to get to the Bridge. The Leviathan needs me." Devore said.

"You need to rest here for a few hours."

"Dr. Clairidge, my place is on the Bridge."

"No. Your place is here so that I can do my job."

"Please doctor."

"No 'Please doctor'. Lieutenant Harris is taking care of business."

"Barbara. I need to get to the Bridge. Accompany me if you need to," Devore pleaded. He couldn't stand being cooped up in sick bay. The Bridge was where he needed to be in this time of crisis. Finally giving in, Barbara released him on his word that he will be right back to finish. The injuries were not that severe that he couldn't control his ship, but they were bad enough to warrant continual testing.

Accompanying him, Dr. Clairidge and the Captain headed for the Bridge. Lieutenant Harris was talking to Ensign Hansen when they exited the turbo lift. "Lieutenant. Report!" He yelled as he came on the Bridge.

"Well sir the two Lorean ships are attacking us, their fleet Commander has requested our surrender and I am trying to fight them off. Our weapons array is back on line, warp engines online, and Ensign Shaka and Ensign Hansen are working on the SS drive."

"Very well, Lt, " Devore said reclaiming his seat. Dr. Clairidge sat next to him in the third seat to his right.

"The Lorean ship is coming around for another pass," Ensign Toran said. "Adjusting shield harmonics."

"Ensign Hansen, I need a feedback pulse on my command." Devore said.

[Sir? Well I can have one ready in about 2 minutes.]

"Jonathan. You have 30 seconds."

[Aye sir.]

"The Lorean ship is firing!" Toran yelled.

"Helm, Bank hard right. Give me a warp 3 surge that takes me across the Lorean's bow."

"Aye, sir." Ensign Goory said. "Adjusting Course." The Leviathan banked and accelerated as ordered, barely avoiding the phaser of the Lorean ship. As the Leviathan banked the phasers of the Lorean Vessel ricocheted off the shield thanks to the right harmonic variance and the angle of attack of the phaser and hit the other Lorean ship destroying her engines and weapons array. The ship was dead in space.

"Fire phaser array at the weapons at ship 1!"

The burst of phaser power hit the Lorean ship, but seemed to be absorbed by their shields.

"Captain. Ship 2 that was hit by their own ship is standing down. Their weapons and engines are destroyed. Ship 1 took moderate damage and is continuing to attack," Ensign Jakur said from Ops.

"Okay at least the odds have been evened. Ensign Hansen how about that repulse beam?"

"And the tractor beam?" Harris interrupted.

"What tractor beam, Grant?"

"Don't worry sir. A project Hansen and Shaka are working on."

"Interesting. I like to see it."

"We are being hailed," Toran said.

"On screen!" Devore said.

"You have been a formidable foe. It is a shame now I must destroy your vessel," The fleet Commander said. Devore immediately noticed that he was trying to intimidate the crew.

Devore stood up. "Well, sir" he said sarcastically. "How are you going to destroy us when one of your ships is nothing but a floating hulk and the other ship is crippled?"

"And who are you?"

"I am Commander Marcus Devore, Commander of this Vessel."

"Well. I did notice a change in tactics, but nevertheless you will be destroyed."

"You know I was just getting ready to hail you."

"Really Commander?"

"To discuss terms for YOUR surrender," Devore said with a smile. The Lorean glared at Devore with an evil eye and then disappeared instantly. "I guess that means none."