Blood in the Water

Posted on Tue Apr 1st, 2025 @ 1:59pm by Conglomerate (Reece) & Commodore Phoenix Lalor-Richardson

Mission: Season 6: Episode 6: Conglomerate
Location: Circinus Galaxy, outer reaches of Timur System
Timeline: MD 1 / 1634 hours
596 words - 1.2 OF Standard Post Measure

As the Elysium continued on her way towards her goal of finding the way home, she has no idea that she was being followed by a cloaked Romulan warbird. Unfortunately, neither the Elysium, nor the Romulan warship, knew that they were entering the hunting ground of a dangerous opponent.

The small scout ship stalked through space quietly, looking for any prey. The Beta in command knew that he had been assigned this backwater hunt as punishment from the Alpha. He had lost in the last tournament, dishonoring his small pack. He felt fortunate that the Alpha hadn't outright killed him and his hunting pack right there. It was only the fact that his older sister had become the Alpha's mate, that had saved his hide. However, that was a pass that was only given once. He knew, if he failed again, his life, and the life of his entire pack, would be forfeit.

He had to find a worthy prey, something that would please the Alpha considerably.

As he sat in the darkened bridge, an alarm sounded from his tactical station. "What is it?!" he asked in a low, dangerous growl. He turned his muzzle towards his tactical officer, a female that he had been growing fond of. Perhaps, one day, when she went into heat, he would present himself to her for her choosing.

The young officer at tactical looked up, her right eye covered by a patch and her fur damaged in places along her right flank. "Prey found! Something large and powerful, bearing 154 mark 63, range...twelve million kilometers!" She consulted her sensor readings again, then looked back up, excitement in her left eye. "It is the prey that the Alpha has claimed!"

The Beta's eyes widened, his lips curling in a snarl. He had lost many contacts and one of his sisters when the alien vessel blasted through the slave market. The Alpha had been there at the time and had nearly died as well. It had been on that day that the entire Galtonian Pride, had banded together with one goal in mind...find the alien vessel, capture or kill the crew, and strip the ship of any and all technology to better arm the Home Fleet.

"Send word to the Alpha! Inform him that we have found his prize!"

The young female nodded, then worked her console, sending the coded message.

The hunt was on!

The small scout vessel rotated to starboard, then activated a stealth shield, completely disappearing from view. It then moved toward the target's location.

On the bridge, the tactical officer spoke again. "A second vessel is now being on sensor beam, Sir!" She looked closer to her screen ans continued her report. "The second vessel uis operating a pathetic version of a cloaking shield.

"A second target to feast upon!" he snarled and curled his fingers as he considered his next actions. "Inform the Alpha immediately!" He sat back in his command chair and steepled his fingers in front of his snout.

One hunt was glorious, two was a gift from the Gods! He was determined to earn enough honor, so that he would be given the chance to actually find a partner and mate.

He was eager to get the hunt started, but knew that the Alpha of his hunting pack was the only one allowed to begin a hunt.

So for now, the Beta waited and watched. He could smell the blood in the water, and he was hungry.

~OFF~