Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - part 1

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - What goes Bump in the night

A Mission Post by Darkness

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Uncertain: Somewhere in the Gamma Quadrant

Timeline: T-Minus 4 days prior to MD1 aprox

As they wandered the dimly lit corridors, the lights from their EVA suits, highlighted decay and dust. The ship, was to all intents and purposes..... Empty.... And just as spooky as it was when they had beamed into the ship’s corridors. As the small group moved down the obviously decaying ship, the deck plating creaked beneath their feet. From behind them, a muffled scream alerted those in front that something had happened. Spinning, they found, floating behind them, an empty Starfleet regulation helmet. The ensign who had worn it, was gone. The only other clue to his whereabouts was drag marks around the corner.

"This is crazy Ltee" One of the group said. "We should get back to the runabout."

The Lieutenant considered and then nodded. "Weapons at the ready. Lets see what we can find on our way out..."

The team turned and moved back, one snagging the floating helmet as they passed it. "Wonder what happened to Warren." she muttered.

The answer came in the way they didn't want. There was a flash of movement and a strangled gasp, then the female who had been holding the helmet, was snatched right before their eyes by a long, pale arm.

Shouts and curses filled the comms as the phasers were snapped up and shots fired into the dark hall where their crew member had vanished.

"Ensign Morrow, Hot foot it back to the runabout. Contact Starbase Gamma, get a call out now!" The Lieutenant in charge yelled. "Carr go with him!"

The two ensigns began to move as fast as they could, disengaging their boots, low magnets which had been helping them in the low gravity so they could 'fly' through the corridors.

Behind them they could hear screams, phaser blasts and thuds. Panicked they kept running back to the runabout. They needed to get a call out.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - A Favour to ask

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor & Commander Gary Taylor & Commodore Karlos Evans-Kyler

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Starbase Gamma, Commodore's Ready room.

Timeline: MD 1 12h00

Commodore Evans-Kyler was concerned. He had a missing run about, and he had limited resources to search for it. But he also had a ship about to depart Starbase Gamma on another mission. So with that thought in mind, he summoned Commanders Lalor and Taylor to his ready room.

["Commanders Taylor and Lalor to Commodore Evans-Kyler's ready room. Commanders Taylor and Lalor to Commodore Evans-Kyler's ready room."]

Phoenix had been going over supply lists when summoned, sighing she had put them down and beamed to the starbase from her ready room. She waited outside the office for Gary.

Moments later Gary beamed in and stood next to her, "Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." He jerked his head towards the Commodore's Ready Room. "What's this all about? I thought we were cleared to leave once we were supplied."

She shrugged "I do not know. I hope that our crew have been well behaved, I'd hate this to be a bitch session about our crew and their behaviour." She hit the chime.

The door opened and a voice called out "Come in commanders."

The Commodore was standing behind his desk looking out the window as Phoenix led Gary inside. "Commodore." she said calmly,

"Commodore." Gary added standing to the right of Phoenix.

"Please sit down both of you. Is the Elysium ready for departure?"

"Almost sir, we are just finishing our resupply."

The commodore nodded almost vaguely.

Phoenix glanced at Gary and then said "Sir?"

He turned. "I have a favour to ask of you both Commanders."

"A favor?" Gary repeated, not sure he had heard the Commodore correctly. As he studied the Commodore's face and saw no sign of this being some sort of joke.

The grave look on the Commodore's face didn't relax as he spoke. "A runabout call-signed the "Andor's Ice" left the starbase 2 weeks ago on a training mission. It had one Lieutenant Gregor in charge with two junior lieutenants, a couple of ensigns and 4 cadets on board. It was due back two days ago." He paused. "We had not heard from them prior but that was normal. Communications are hard the further into the Gamma quadrant you go. We did however receive a communications package this morning from one of the communication buoys."

"What did it say?" Phoenix asked curiously.

"It was half a garbled message, we think it is from the Andors Ice but we cannot tell."

He pressed a button.

[["...*Static* This is ensign.....*Static* Miles *Static* Ando *Static* send ..... coordinates.... gone....*Static*....bad *Static*Help...*Static*evil....*Static*all dead...*Static* repeat....*Static*help..."]]

After the transmission played, Gary spoke, "Commodore with all due respect that transmission doesn't exactly help. Have you got the coordinates for their flight plan?" He looked over at Phoenix, "We can trace back over the flight plan and hope we find them. If need be we can use the Valkyrie's as advanced scouts."

Phoenix nodded. "Agreed." She looked at the Commodore.

"I will have all the data sent to your ship Commander. I am not sure what you will find, if you will find anything at all. But answers are needed. I thank you in advance for it." Evans- Kyler said

"We can leave tomorrow morning at 06h00." Phoenix said. "And we will drop more communication buoys as we go."

Gary faced the Commodore again, "We'll do our best to find them Commodore as well as get you some answers. I promise."

"Thank you commander. I appreciate that."

Phoenix took a breath. "Is there anything else we need to know about the region they were heading to?"

"Nothing other than, it is basically unexplored. A few scans but nothing else."

"Then, with your leave Commodore, I will put in place the recall to the Elysium for my crew. We will depart tomorrow at 06h00." Phoenix said standing.

Gary stood up silently as Phoenix spoke to the Commodore, his own thoughts were that finding the missing runabout would be like finding a needle in a haystack but they would give it their best shot.

"I will schedule your departure for that time Commanders. Thank you for your assistance." The commodore replied and he dismissed the two from his office.

Phoenix waited until they were outside the office before looking at Gary as the door closed behind them. "Is this what humans call a wild goose chase?"

Gary shook his head, "More like trying to find a needle in a haystack Phoenix but the idea is the same. Even with their flight plan they could have veered far off it. Maybe we can lock in on the runabout's transponder signal..... at least that would point us in the right direction and give us something to go on.''

Walking beside him, as they made their way back to the turbolift. "Agreed. I think we will brief the senior staff later on today. I want to make sure we have all the information ready for them."

"Sounds like a plan. Does away with questions being asked later. Gets everyone on the same page. We need to let them know just what's going on and what's expected from them and their departments."

"Yes. Hopefully this will be an easy mission." Phoenix said softly as the lift arrived and they entered. "After our arrival, I will be glad for a quiet mission."

Stepping into the lift, Gary faced his CO and friend."Truer words were never spoken. I couldn't agree more. Here's to hoping"

She smiled. "Maybe," She added her smile turning sly, "You will have time to properly romance a certain Security Chief, without flirting on duty?"

Gary looked at her, his expression neutral, his eyes innocent as he replied, "Why Captain, whatever do you mean? Flirt on duty?" He deadpanned.

Rolling her eyes Phoenix laughed softly. "You and Aurelia are as subtle as a sledgehammer. You offered to replace her dress while we were descending the tubes remember." She smirked. "Don't worry I have no issue with it."

Gary laughed with good humor, "That subtle huh? I offered to replace her dress since I cut up the other one just for clarification." He chuckled before adding. "Thank you Phoenix, I appreciate that. I'm sure Lia does as well."

Phoenix inclined her head. "So, shall we get started on the rest of our day?" she asked as the lift stopped and they disembarked near the Docking Hatch. "I will call the meeting for 16h00. That should give us time to complete any resupply issues and look at the data."

"Sounds like a plan." Gary concurred. "I want to see what we're getting into."

Nodding Phoenix looked towards the hatch that lead to the Elysium. "And how deep we will be into it." she said softly.

"Amen." Gary agreed softly.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - First Impressions

A Mission Post by Lieutenant Commander Shrytaat Zh'echilnoth & Cadet Senior Grade Toumun

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Commandant's Office

Timeline: MD 1, 0900 Hours

Toumun was running late. The commandant's office was no where on the desk listing he could access from his quarters and by the time he'd figured out where it was, it was already past time to check in. He was in an all-out sprint down the corridor, nearly taking out a pair of medical students when they came out in front of him.

He took a second and composed himself as he stood in front of Commander Zh'echlinoth's office door and then pressed the button.

"Enter" the voice was crisp from the other side. The door slid open to show a very streamlined office. And it was colder than normal.

The Andorian stood behind her desk, looking out the window.

"Cadet Toumun, sir," he offered in his deep voice as he stepped into the chilly office. He took an at-ease stance with his hands clasped behind his back.

The Andorian turned. "Ah yes, one of our new transfers. Welcome to the Elysium. Intelligence Track yes?"

Toumun nodded in the affirmative, "Aye, sir."

"Good. Your main instructor will be Lieutenant JG Klop-Johnson. She is a long term Intelligence officer and has a wide range of experience. You will also be able to liaise with the Intelligence department on board." She picked up a couple of PADDS and held them out. "Your Cadet bunk assignment and all important information about the ship and her crew." The Andorian inclined her head. "Your record is impressive Cadet, I expect it to continue here."

He took the PADDs, hesitating a bit on accepting the compliment as easily, however. "Er.. Thank you... Commandant." He wondered for a moment if she meant it, or if this was some kind of test. Maybe she hadn't seen the scores from last semester's astrophysics course. "I'll try my best," he decided to add, just in case it was a test.

"I expect nothing less." the andorian said calmly. She studied him for a moment more. "I am sure you will want to get settled in cadet. You are dismissed."

The cadet gave a sharp nod and a crisp, "Aye, sir!" at being dismissed. That all went much better then he'd hoped. He turned on his heels and headed out to get familiar with the facilities.

LT Savar's Personal Log - A New Beginning

The following is a personal log from LT Savar.

Savar looked around his quarters, there was nothing special or note worthy about them except for the fact they were larger than his previous quarters and would easily hold a bookcase or two for his books.

Before departing the starbase, he had taken the opportunity to read up on the Elysium's crew especially it's command staff. The Captain, one Commander Phoenix Lalor was young to hold such a position. She had previously been the Elysium's Operations Chief before being hand picked for command by Admiral Sharr. Evidently Command felt the same way has they had assigned a Commander Gary Taylor has the Elysium's Executive Officer, to possibly bring experience to the command team where Lalor had little. Taylor's file was also full of classified material, making one wonder just what he did to have it classified. It was known that he had been a POW in a Romulan prison camp and had scars to prove it. The Second Officer, Aurelia Holmes, came from Intel. So that meant she presumably knew and could keep secrets. She also had a reputation as a no nonsense, straight to the point, take no prisoners officer. He looked forward to meeting them and learning more about them.

He sat on the bed, found it acceptable and began to unpack his belongings. Afterwards he would take a tour of Sickbay, his office and perhaps meet the CMO who was a Gorn *That will be interesting* he thought to himself as well as meeting the Chief Counselor, Lt. Commander Tate Sullivan and get her ideas on how she wished the department to be run as well as what standards to maintain.

"This should prove most interesting." He muttered to himself as he continued his unpacking.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? – Punctuality

A Mission Post by Cadet Senior Grade Michiko Maruyama

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Starbase Gamma

Timeline: MD01 - 0920 hours

She was going to be late. She knew it, had known it for hours and hated it. Her first field assignment and she would be late. It was not her fault, not entirely, but that did not change the facts. She was late.

Cadet Michiko Maruyama - even after three years of hearing that, it still sounded strange to her, less melodious than the 'Maruyama Michiko' she had been prior to coming to Earth - was running along the long, quite crowded corridors to get from one of Starbase Gamma's numerous shuttlebays to the dock where her new post was waiting for her.

The USS Elysium.

The flagship of the Ninth's Fleet.

While she had not expected this assignment, it made sense in retrospect. Not many vessels had Academy divisions and the Elysium was one of them.

"Hey! Pay attention to where you're going!" the person she bumped into called out to the young woman as she continued to run. "Sorry!" Michiko called back over her shoulder and narrowly avoided the next collision, but only because the other person stepped aside just in time. She continued to run, the shoulderbag she was carrying worn like a messenger bag and bumping against her upper thigh every second step. There was no reason, logical or otherwise, to her running. For one, she could have taken a turbolift to get to her destination, and she had considered that. But in her impatience, she left after the turbolift had not arrived yet after several seconds of waiting. Two, she was more than nine hours later. Five or even ten more minutes would not make the situation worse. Three, she had called ahead and informed the Academy secretary that she would be late by several hours. Still, Michiko could not talk herself into slowing down, if only for appearence sake.

There. Finally! The Elysium's airlock entrance came into view. With a sigh of relief, Michiko skidded to a halt before the security guard posted just outside the entrance. "Cadet..." breath "Michiko..." breath "Maruyama..." she panted and barely managed to open her bag. After some fiddeling, she finally extracted a PADD, activated it and held it out for the guard to see. "My orders." The guard glanced at the PADD. "Looks more like homework to me," he commented with a fake skeptical expression on his face, hiding the amusement he felt. Michiko looked at the PADD herself and blushed, muttering a Japanese expletive under her breath. She switched the view to the correct one and handed the PADD over once more. The guard took it and examined it, taking his time, while Michiko could barely remain standing still. She had noticed the time on the device's display with a bit of a shock. Her pre-arranged appointment with the Academy's commandant was in less than five minutes.

"You are late," the guard remarked at which Michiko quickly began to nod. "Yes. Shuttle malfunction. But I informed the Academy's secretary." The guard looked at the orders again and finally handed them back with a nod. "Appears to be in order. Welcome aboard the USS Elysium, Cadet." He smiled now and stepped aside to let her pass through. "Thank you, Crewman," Michiko replied with a smile of her own. She tucked the PADD back into her bag and quickly walked into the airlock. But just before the door closed behind her, she turned around. "Crewman, could you please tell me on which deck the Academy commandant's office is located?" The guard looked over his shoulder. "Deck twelve." "Thank you!" With that, Michiko continued through the airlock and entered the Elysium proper for the first time.

Episode 3: Such as we are made of, such we be - Let's Get Down To The Nuts and Bolts

A Mission Post by Lieutenant JG Ja'Marcus Brandt & Lieutenant Commander Matias Grronkil

Mission: Episode 3: Such as we are made of, such we be

Location: USS Elysium: Engineering

Timeline: TBD

After finishing up his meeting with Commander Lalor Ja'Marcus headed down into the bowels of the ship to seek out her chief engineer. Walking into the rather cavernous engineering bay he felt a momentary elation at what he saw around him. It was obviously going to be a fascinating place to work, and the amount of damage to the ship was going to make it an even more interesting experience. He looked around for the chief engineer for a while before he finally found him. He was a conspicuous person, after all, but in a place this big it could still be a bit difficult to locate someone who was busy, and moving around. He watched as the man interacted with some of the other of the engineering staff and noticed that he had a very matter of fact way of doing things, and dealing with people. He liked that. It helped things move smoothly, and kept the misunderstandings down.

Finally he saw the man move into his office and decided it was time to go ahead and move forward with the introductions. Walking up to the doorway he pressed the button that would admit him into the man's professional inner sanctum, should he choose to allow him to enter that was. While he waited he made sure his uniform was straight, and schooled both his facial expression, and his body language into one of confidence, and enthusiasm.

Matias was working on keeping the systems up to par and better, and the crew was very busy. Finally, he had to go into his office for some additional calculations. He saw that there was a new crew member about to join them. Just then, the door chimed. "Enter," he said.

Ja'Marcus walked through the doors into the chief engineer's office. Approaching the desk he spoke, "Lieutenant J.G. Ja'Marcus Brandt, Structural Engineering Specialist, reporting for duty, sir." he said.

"Welcome aboard, Lieutenant." said Matias. "Please sit down and tell me about yourself."

Ja'Marcus took the proffered seat and settled comfortably before beginning to talk. "Well, sir, I'm Martian, first off, born and raised. Both parents were fleeters, both members of the Corps of Engineers actually, dad has since retired. One of my main career goals is to prove myself worthy of following in their foot steps, and getting into the Corps, working on a dedicated Corps vessel. I've been interested in engineering since I was a kid, I guess since I grew up at the Utopia Planitia shipyards sort of predestined that though. I graduated about four and a half years ago, and did a four year stint on the USS T'Vir as a junior engineering officer. I proved myself capable and was offered a bump up to Structural Engineering Specialist, due to that being my specialization in the Academy, and was offered the position here on the Elysium, with an increase in rank as well. On a more personal note, I'm married, to two wonderful people, one a Denobulan female, the other a human male." he said, answering the man's request as succinctly as possible.

"I look forward to working with you, Lieutenant," said Matias. "We need one of your experience to keep the systems going."

"Thank you, sir. I look forward to the same thing." Ja'Marcus replied. "One thing I do need to ask you for, right off the bat though. I know I was supposed to start today, but my wife was able to get a few days off and is at Starbase Gamma, while her ship goes through some upgrades. I'd like to be able to have at least one day, maybe two to spend with her. Do you think that would be acceptable?" he added, hoping against hope that the other man would say yes.

"At the moment, we have little to do, so I'll give you leave." said Matias. "Report back when your time is over."

Smiling wider than he probably meant to Ja'Marcus stood. "Thank you, so much, sir!" he said, "I will see you in two days!" he added, turning to leave.

"Dismissed," said Matias. "You did forget to wait for that, but I'll excuse you. See you when you get back."

Ja'Marcus let that slide, seeing as it was a matter of semantics as to whether his previous direction to report back when his time was over was a dismissal. With a curt nod he spoke, "Understood, sir. It will not happen again." he stated, and then left the room.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - Breifing the Senior Staff

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor & Lieutenant Commander Shrytaat Zh'echilnoth & Lieutenant Jaeih t’Noramei-McKinley & Avalon & Commander Liselle Qwyyn & Commander Gary Taylor & Commander Aurelia Holmes & Lieutenant Commander Matias Grronkil & Lieutenant Commander Tate Sullivan Ph.D. & Lieutenant Commander Sthilg & Lieutenant Commander Dyhei Liducca & 1st Lieutenant Michael Andrews & Lieutenant Dante Xithia

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Deck 16: Observation Lounge

Timeline: MD 1 16h00

The call went out. Senior staff meeting at 16h00. All senior staff were to report to the Senior Staff Observation Lounge on Deck 18.

Phoenix made a point of being there, already, waiting for her team. She hated when CO's walked in late or after everyone else. She preferred to be waiting for them. She had replicated herself an earth beverage she had found nice, a hot chocolate and sat at the head of the table. She had hopped for a nice exploration mission, and she knew what they had was not that.

Gary arrived next, he had come from the bridge, making sure stations were manned and everything was as it should be. " Hello Captain. Drinking already?" He teased Phoenix as he took his place at the table to her right.

"Yes" she smiled. "Pity though its non alcoholic."

"Well, you may get a chance later for the real stuff depending on how this mission goes." Gary observed.

"Optimistic aren't you today Gary." Phoenix smirked. "Or should that be pessimistic or realistic?"

Gary shrugged his shoulders, "Not so sure about the first but definitely the last two and you know the old saying, two out of three ain't bad."

Lia entered and noticed the Captain and Gary talking, "Oh sorry, am I interrupting something?" She blushed slightly, somehow the thought of them being more than crewmates suddenly made her jealous. She headed for the end of the table, "I'll sit here, that way you two can finish whatever it is your doing". She almost bit her tongue saying the last part.

Phoenix laughed softly. "No worries Commander, we were just discussing if Commander Taylor here was an optimist, a pessimist or a realist around our next mission. How is your department going? Did you get everything you needed in our resupply?"

She nodded slightly, "Um yeah, we managed to get everything". She looked at Gary, "Optimist! In case your wondering, he's an optimist. He may try and bluff you on it, but he's very optimistic". Lia wondered if the Captain had picked up on her emotional response, "I on the other hand, am a pessimist. If it's gonna go wrong, then I just know it. And if I'm around something fragile, you bet it'll go wrong". She managed a weak smile, the Captains words hadn't dampened her jealousy one damn bit.

Phoenix was not, telepathic but she could recognize jealousy. So she merely smiled and said. "As soon as everyone is here, we can get underway with this. I want to be done before 18h00. I have dinner plans"

Blushing slightly again Lia nodded, "I think I may go and slaughter some Dwarfs and Elf's, get the tension outta my system. Nothing like a good old fashioned sword fight to help me relax, just gotta remember where I left my sword". She again looked at Gary, but he seemed otherwise occupied.

Gary sat there listening to Lia and Phoenix go back and forth.He couldn't get a word in edgewise, finally there was a pause in their conversation. He could tell from Lia's tone she was jealous. He sighed inwardly and spoke, "A sword fight, without a sword? I'll be glad to help you look for it Lia." He said with a grin. "Never know where it may have ended up."

"Oh I have an idea where it might be, just not sure if I can retrieve it Commander". Lia lowered her head, "It maybe in a somewhat embarrassing location, if you catch my drift". She fell silent and waited for the rest to arrive.

Gary tilted his head as Lia used his rank to address him. "Oh, I catch your drift Lia. However I'm sure between the two of us we can retrieve it.'

Phoenix rolled her eyes. They were as subtle as sledgehammers.

Matias was the next to come to the meeting. He was hoping Liselle would be there already. He went and got a raktajino and sat down.

Liselle Qwyyn entered just a few moments later. She found the empty seat next to Matias and made her way over to him. "Lieutenant Commander," she greeted him as she took her seat. "I would have never figured you for a coffee drinker," she teased.

Matias grinned. "I don't usually, but when I've been working round the clock, I need a pick me up."

Michael entered and nodded to the senior officers. "Captain. Commanders Taylor. Commander Qwynn" he said then got some apple juice and sat across from Matthias. "Commander Gronkil" he acknowledged

Dante sauntered in, his stride heatlthier than normal. After the the injury he sustained en route to Starbase Gamma he finally started using the lightweight leg brace he'd been given years ago. A barely audible his followed him as the hydraulics went to work bearing the weight he typically struggled with - once they had a moment he'd meet with Doctor, it was about time he got it fixed.

"Ma'am" he nodded, taking the seat closest to the door.

The door opened as the gorn stepped through the door. He nodded politely as he took his seat at the table.

The Romulan Hybrid Chief of Operations walked in, in discussion with the taller Andorian Academy Commandant. They paused their conversation, nodded in turn to the senior staff and took their seats.

Dyhei arrived just in time by the look of things, why break the habit of a life time she often thought, finding one of the few vacant seats across from Lieutenant Xithia. She flashed him a smile as she sat down, "Lieutenant, how's the leg?" She asked with enough genuineness she hoped for an accurate responce.

Dr. Sullivan entered the observation lounge, her favorite Klingon mocha coffee in hand. Normally, she wouldn't indulge in such a sweet treat, but she believed everything was welcome in moderation and it was never a bad thing to elevate one's mood. Tate possessed no psionic abilities, but she could tell as she entered the room, the vibe amongst the staff was positive and lively, which was always a comfort, especially during potentially stressful times. Anytime she was called to a senior staff meeting, she always felt a sense of anticipation mixed with a sense of uncertainty.

Once everyone was seated Phoenix stood. "Good afternoon, thank you all for arriving so swiftly. We have our orders with a few amendments so I will inform you of them now."

She paused and let her gaze sweep the area.

"Our overall mission is to commence mapping and exploring the farther reaches of the quadrant while initiating first contact where appropriate. In addition to this, the Commodore has requested that we look into a missing runabout of his." She hit a button. And a list of names appeared.

Commanding: Lieutenant Gregor Han (Bajoran Male)

Lt. JG Qes Esraras (Bolian Male)

Lt JG Stephanie Carlton (Human Female)

Ensign Warren Hallows (Human Male)

Ensign Jasper Morrow (Human Male)

Cadet Susie Carr (Betazoid Female)

Cadet Messah Marohl (Unjoined Trill Female

) Cadet V'Lar (Vulcan Male)

Cadet R'Trelar (Caitian Male)

"These people were all on a Cadet training mission on board the runabout Andor's Ice. Basic mapping from what we have been told. And they are, as of 13h today, 2 days overdue with no contact except from one very garbled message."

Another button pressed played the message.

[["...*Static* This is ensign.....*Static* Miles *Static* Ando *Static* send ..... coordinates.... gone....*Static*....bad *Static*Help...*Static*evil....*Static*all dead...*Static* repeat....*Static*help..."]]

Dyhei turned away from the list and put her attention on the message, as was said not much to go on, she shook her head subconsciously, turning over a few thoughts before offering a suggestion. "Is there an inverse wave analysis in the file? It'll only give us a distance indicator but it could be a start."

Phoenix pushed a pile of PADD's into the center of the table. "These are for each of you. Includes all the data we have on the runabout, including its last known position, which was logged three days after departure. I am not sure about the inverse wave Dyhei, but I am sure you will be able to use the sensor logs from the station to assist with tracking their warp core."

Pausing she looked around. "We leave at 06h00 tomorrow. All Crew and supplies should be on board by 05h00. We have a number of new cadets who will be arriving in the next few hours, I want them briefed on emergency procedures and the like." She added to the Andorian Commandant.

"Of Course Commander." Shrytaat replied.

"Commander Taylor, I would like you to work with Commander Qwyyn and Lieutenant Andrews and prep the Valkaries for flight. We will be dropping out of warp every few hours to take sensor readings and I want a CAP up every time we do so."

"Of course Captain." Gary replied quickly as he nodded to Liselle and Andrews. "The Valkyrie's will be ready and you'll have your CAP.'' He promised.

Liselle mirrored the Executive Officer's assured nod. "We can get started right away."

"Commander Liducca, please work with Lieutenant Xithia and his team and with Operations," she inclined her head to the Ops chief who was making notes "Go over the data, every little bit helps."

"As you wish, Commander" Dante accepted eagerly. Analysing data was his forte. He'd be in his element for the first time since arriving, it wouldn't hurt that he'd have an excuse to spend some time with a fellow senior officer, "Let me know where you are looking at conducting our work and I'm all yours, Commander" Dante said to Dyhei.

"One fine tooth comb search coming up boss." She replied rather cheerily to her assignment, only improved by the intel chief apparently sharing the enthusiasam. "Do you mind if we three meet up in Stellar Cartography, Ivery got that setup just right and figure it'll provide a decent platform?"

"I can't find a fault in that, ma'am" Dante agree, and he couldn't. A visual aid would definitely leave less room for error.

Jaeih smiled. "Of Course I will place myself and my team at their disposal."

"Commanders Tate and Sthlig, I would like you both to go over the files of the missing and give me profiles on them. This may not be a shuttle mishap, this may be foul play. I want all angles covered."

"Yes, ma'am," Sullivan replied with a nod. She hated to think anyone in Starfleet could be behind the disappearance of the crew, let alone cadets, but she understood the necessity of investigating all possibilities, even the most disturbing ones.

The gorn doctor nooded and was already reding through the first of the files from his wrist computer.

"Grronkil and Holmes, I want this ship swept from bow to stern with security and engineering teams. If there is more anomalies out there like the one we hit when we exited the nebular, I want us prepared. Also, work together to ensure all areas are able to be secure in any sort of incursion." She was covering all bases she knew. "Borrow people from other teams where you need to. I am sure Intel and the marines would be happy to help."

"Understood," said Matias. "We will do it and I will need the help of the marines."

Glancing up at Matias, Lia nodded. "If you want Marines then you can have Marines Commander, I'll place my security detachments under Marine control during the search. That way there should be no doubling of orders or search patterns". She looked over at Gary, "Is there any area which requires special attention Commander? I can pass that information on with Lieutenant Stiegalle when he reports to the Marine Commander". She continued to input information into a PaDD, somehow she just knew it would be useful later.

"I will look forward to working with you." said Matias.

Smiling Lia answered, "And I with you".

Phoenix took a breath. "You all have until 05h00 to prep your teams." she reminded them. "I suggest you all get started. Dismissed."

As Phoenix signaled the end of the meeting, Gary looked to Liselle and Andrews. "When can you two make a meeting so we can discuss having the Valkyries ready to launch as well as how many we want to launch giving the Captain the CAP she wants."

Qwyyn looked to the Marine Commander to get his read. "I'm ready when you are."

"Excellent." Gary answered approvingly as he turned to the marine to hear his opinion.

"Let's go," said Matias as he left.

"I'm on your six", stated Lia in response.

Dante rose from the conference table, "I'll meet you within the hour, Commander Dhyei; once I'm sure my department is appropriately mobilised" the El-Aurian promised before promptly leaving the suite, padd tucked firmly under his arm.

"Works for me, bring a beverage of your choice, I've a feeling were going to at this a while." Dyhei added as she to rose to leave. "See you both down there."

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - And away we go

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: BRIDGE deck 18

Timeline: MD2 06h00

Phoenix Lalor, rank commander, stood in front of the command chair. She listened to reports of ship readiness as they came in. Once all reports were in Phoenix hit the comm. ["Attention all hands. We are departing Starbase Gamma. Prepare for departure."]

Then she sat in the command chair and said "Take us out, once clear of the starbase, take us to warp 6 along the designated course."

After the acknowledgement from helm, Phoenix tried to relax. Something itched between her shoulder blades. Simple was all well and good, but she had a bad, a really bad feeling about this mission.

As the Elysium gracefully left dock, Phoenix let her mind wander back to the day before and the information they had been given. Yes it was going to be bad, really bad.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? – Bunked

A Mission Post by Cadet Senior Grade Toumun & Cadet Senior Grade Michiko Maruyama

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Deck 15 - Cadet Bunks

Timeline: MD 1, 1000 Hours

Cadet Toumun had been on Elysium just over ten hours and yet his room had already managed to achieve a 'lived-in' look. Yesterday's clothing was on the floor somewhere near his bunk and there was plate with half an eaten sandwich on his workstation, it teetered precariously across the input interface.

The cadet himself was lounged across the his bed on his stomach, pantsless, as he skimmed through coursework on a PADD. Yes, it's coursework, really.

Good thing he didn't have roommates yet.

Just at that moment, the door to the quarters opened and a diminutive cadet entered, a bag slung across her upper torso. She took one look around and wrinkled her nose. "I hope for you that they don't do inspections here. You would definitely fail."

Toumun started to sit up until he realized the female cadet was moving in and then he fell back down onto his elbows, shook his head, and continued scrolling the display. "Oh, I don't think so. You have the wrong room."

"I'm afraid not." Michiko sounded as if she meant it, too. Pulling a PADD out of her bag, she checked it again, just to make sure. She really didn't want to bunk with a slob like this. "Quarters 152871." Not waiting for the other cadet's reply, she returned to the door and had a look outside to confirm. "Yes. That's it." She returned to the room and tucked away the PADD. "You didn't think you'd get the quarters to yourself, did you?"

By this point, he wasn't really reading the coursework anymore, but Toumun stared at the PADD like he was. "You could petition for a change of assignment," he offered in a direct, faux-helpful tone. "I snore." He shrugged. "Loudly."

"I sleep very soundly." That was not true. Even though her sleep had improved since arriving at Starfleet Academy, it remained light and Michiko woke easily. That had not always helped her escape the inevitable, but at least she had not given them the satisfaction often to surprise her during her sleep. "You have to find a better excuse to get rid of me." With that, she took possession of the remaining lower bunk by placing her bag on top of it.

"Suit yourself," he replied, barely louder than a mutter. He slid the PADD aside and stood up. He was barefoot, wore blue Starfleet-issue boxer briefs and a tank top. He picked up the plate from the workstation and sniffed at the sandwich before deciding to recycle it.

He even picked up the clothes from the floor and threw them into a pile on the table. "So, operations or engineering?" he asked. He'd figured there was no way she was in security, given her petite size.

Michiko watched the other cadet make a bit of an effort and resisted wrinkling her nose again at the dirty clothes on the table. "Operations. And you?" Alas, the Starfleet-issue underwear was not colour-coded like the rest of the uniform.

"Intel," he replied as he scratched a butt cheek. "Toumun," he said, introducing himself as he came over to her bunk and held out his hand.

She took the hand after the briefest of hesitations and shook it. Her handshake was firm, but not excessively so. She even smiled in a normal, polite way. "I'm Michiko Maruyama. Nice to meet you."

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. My money's on the fact that you'll be transferring rooms before the end of the week, Michi," Toumun said airily as he crossed back over to his side of the room and plopped down on the bed.

Michiko discreetly wiped her hand at the side of her trousers while Toumon's back was towards her, then grinned at him. "Don't get your hopes up just yet." With that, she turned away from the Orion and began to unpack her bag.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? – Blood

A Mission Post by Darkness

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Unknown

Timeline: Unknown

Thud, Thud, thud,

Blood, it dripped slowly down the walls of the room. Pooling on the floor, slowly spreading out. A thin white hand, with long blood red nails casually trailed through the puddle and then up the wall. Then down across what was once clean white, leaving red streaks of the viscous liquid.

Another hand, dropped a limp form to the ground. The form, was badly mangled and hard to recognise as being of a humanoid race.

Click, Click, click.

A flash of white, sharp fangs flashed in the dimly lit room as a dark ping tongue cleaned them with a swipe.

Sreeee!Sreeee!

The sound of metal on metal, broke through the oppressive silence. Followed by another wet thud from another form hitting the ground.

"BORED!" A low voice called out. And was met with wicked, evil laughter.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - Reporting In

A Mission Post by Cadet Senior Grade Michiko Maruyama & Lieutenant Commander Shrytaat Zh'echilnoth

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Deck 12 - Commandant's Office

Timeline: MD01 - 0930 hours

Cadet Maruyama was standing in front of the door to the Academy commandant's office to spend the last thirty seconds she had before her appointment to check herself for presentably. She tucked stray strands of hair behind her ears, for there was no time to redo her otherwise still mostly acceptable braid. After having placed her shoulder bag on the ground, she dusted herself off briefly and tucked at her uniform for it to sit as perfectly as possible given the circumstances. At last, she took a handkerchief out of her pocket and quickly shined her shoes. Putting the handkerchief away, she hoisted the bag back over her shoulder and pressed the chime to announce her presence to the commandant.

The door opened and a brusk voice came out. "Come in" The room beyond the door was colder than normal, due to the occupant's personal preference.

The cadet followed the invitation and entered the room. The cold took her by surprise and she shivered slightly as her body worked to get used to that temperature. She came to a stop two paces before the commandant's desk and stood at attention. "Cadet Michiko Maruyama reporting in, sir."

The andorian looked up from the paper work. "Ah yes, please have a seat Cadet." She picked up a PADD. "Welcome to the USS Elysium Cadet Maruyama. Operations Correct?"

Maruyama took the offered seat and nodded. "Thank you, sir. Yes, sir. I am minoring in helm/navigation."

Shrytaat nodded. "You will find there is a lot of opportunities on this ship to extend those skills and grown in knowledge." She held out a PADD. "Your cabin assignment Cadet, and important information on the ship."

"Thank you, sir," Maruyama said as she took the PADD. "If I may ask, sir, how often do cadets participate in regular shifts in their chosen departments?"

"Currently it will be 1 shift a week. But you can work with the department head to do more should you wish." She inclined her head. "I am positive that you will do well here Cadet."

Maruyama replied with another, "Thank you, sir. I certainly hope so." She smiled every so slightly, uncertain how much of emotion she could show towards the commandant. "It will certainly be quite different from being at the main campus."

"I believe most will find this a better place to learn. Hands on with the instructor of necessity being key. I am sure you will be useful in the operations department." The Andorian gave a brief smile. "You should go settle in Cadet, and I hope you enjoy your time here on the Elysium."

"Thank you again, sir. I am looking forward to serving aboard." With the obvious dismissal from the commandant, Maruyama rose to her feet and stood briefly at attention. After a second or two, she leaned down to pick up her bag, then turned around and left the commandant's office to go and look for her quarters.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - Medical Check-up

A Mission Post by Cadet Senior Grade Michiko Maruyama & Ensign Gareb Endilev

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Deck 13 - Academy Medical Training Centre

Timeline: MD01 - 1100 hours

Cadet Maruyama had a mental list of things to do right after her arrival aboard the USS Elysium. One rather important item on that list was passing the medical examination. There was no real reason for her to be worried, but she never could help it.

At precisely 1100 hours, the hour that was indicated in her schedule, the cadet entered the Academy's medical training centre and presented herself to the reception desk. "Good morning. Cadet Maruyama. I've got an appointment with Ensign Endilev," she explained to the young student nurse. The latter checked this on her workstation and nodded after a moment. "Yes. Doctor Endilev will be with you shortly. Have a seat." She gestured towards the small waiting area across from the reception desk. "Thank you." Michiko smiled at her and took a seat.

Gared looked at his chronometer for a quick second and found that it was getting closer to the time for his next appointment. Not one to waste time he grabbed his coat and made his way to the reception area. He could've sent someone, but he was old school in that way.

He glanced at his padd. "Cadet Maruyama?" He called out.

"Yes, sir." The Cadet quickly rose to her feet and walked towards the Ensign. "Cadet Michiko Maruyama. Here for the boarding medical check-up."

Gareb smiled. "Right this way." he said, gesturing to a nearby biobed.

Maruyama nodded once, then headed over to the indicated biobed. She hoisted herself up and came to sit on it, feet dangling freely.

Gareb nodded as he got his tricorder from his coat pocket. He removed the scanner attachment and started his exam. "Have you had anything happen with your health recently?" he asked. His scans were showing that was the case. But Gareb believed in the acronym "CYA".

The cadet sat patiently while the doctor scanned her. Her back was straight and she had her hands in her lap. At his question, she shook her head. "No, sir."

"Good, good." the Andorian hybrid said. Finishing his scans, pleased that the scans showed green across the board. He pulled up a vision testing chart and projected it across to a wall. "Read the smallest line you can for me, please?" he asked.

Maruyama looked at the projection and glanced over the letters displayed there. The smallest line was tiny and it took her eyes a second or two to adjust to the size. "E. B. C. X. V. U. M. A," she reads at moderate speed.

Gareb noted this on his padd. "Perfect vision, Cadet!" he said, impressed. He took out an old school reflex hammer. "Just gotta check your reflexes and you're fit for duty." he said with a smile. He knelt down and exposed the cadets knees and hit them softly with the hammer. Gareb nodded. He rolled the pants legs back down. "Good to go." he said.

"Do you have any questions about anything?" he asked. Gaeb always liked to give the floor to his patients, a trait he will try to pass onto his cadets.

Maruyama slid off the biobed and pondered the doctor's question for questions for a moment. Finally, she shook her head. "No, sir. I don't have any questions at this time."

"Very well, Cadet." he said. "You're dismissed then."

Cadet Maruyama nodded, turned around and left sickbay.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? – Nightmares

A Mission Post by Selena Harris

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Selena's cabin

Timeline: MD 2 23h

She tossed and turned in her bed. Her dreams were disturbed and Selena was struggling to remain asleep. She had already woken several times. She sat up slowly and rested her head on her knees. Images flashed through her mind. From the dreams, that, had seemed so real.

A thin white hand, with blood red nails, shooting out of the darkness to clasp around her throat.

The sound of nails on an old fashioned blackboard.

Fangs dripping with... well mucus was the best word she could use to describe it. And evil. The sense of total evil.

It made her cold, and her cabin was warm, comforting.

With a grumble, she grabbed the robe she left at the foot of her bed, and shrugged it on over her naked form. Looking at her hands, the image from her dream overlapped them, scaly thin hands. Selena shuddered.

A warm drink would help. She padded out to her replicator and ordered a drink, what humans called a hot toddy.

As she reached for it, the replicator exploded, spewing blood from its vents right onto her.

She began to scream, and woke, again, sweating in her bed, still hearing the echos of her screams in her head as she realised that she had been dreaming....

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? - Promoting Cadet Waters

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor & Lieutenant Commander Shrytaat Zh'echilnoth & Commander Liselle Qwyyn & Commander Gary Taylor & Ensign River Waters

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Commander Lalor's Ready Room

Timeline: MD 2 13h00

IC

After looking over a pile of information, Phoenix had summoned the three officers she needed. She summoned her executive officer, her Flight Control Chief and the Academy Commandant to her ready room. This needed to be dealt with and according to the information, needed to be done now.

Gary had received the summons to report to her ready room for a discussion. Arriving he pressed the chime on the door that would allow him admittance as well as an opportunity to find out just what it was that Phoenix wanted to discuss.

The door opened and allowed him in. Phoenix greeted him with a smile "Take a seat." she said calmly.

Liselle followed soon after. and when she saw the two commanding officers waiting for her, she couldn't help but stiffen. Something in her gut told her that this meeting was about something that had happened in her department. And she was certain that she was about to hear about yet another controversy that reflected poorly on her. She quietly slid into an available chair, and she swallowed.

Phoenix noted Liselle's aprehension and gave her friend a smile to try and relax her. Before she could speak however the door opened and the Academy Commandant entered with a nod to them and looked at Phoenix. "Commander, you wished to see me?"

Phoenix nodded. "Yes, I wanted to speak with all three of you. It involves a cadet,who, I noticed has actually passed all of his courses and due to the Andromeda adventure, passed his cadet cruise without a visible hitch... current circumstances aside. Commander Zh'echilnoth brought the cadet to my attention." She began calmly. She looked at Liselle. "Cadet Waters is of who I speak." She held out two padds. One to Gary and one to Liselle "His current course grades put him at the top of his flight control class."

Gary stifled a chuckle at Liselle's obvious discomfort. He was about to comment on it when the Academy Commandant walked in. Instead he took the offered PaDD without comment and began to look over Cadet Waters's grades. After several seconds he looked at all three women. "Impressive." He commented getting right to the point.

Phoenix nodded. "Despite the current issues in his personal life, the cadet has dealt with a lot more than his fellow classmates. The time in the Andromeda Galaxy counts as experience. And was counted as his cadet cruise." She looked at the Commandant.

The Andorian spoke. "He is ahead of others for sure. He has completed everything required for graduation. Had we been on Earth he most likely would have graduated already and been assigned to a ship."

Turning slightly in his chair, Gary looked expectantly at Liselle waiting to hear her opinion.

Qwyyn nodded. She didn't need to review the PADD to confirm River's qualifications. He was clearly ready for the next step in his career. "I can't imagine a more revealing test of his character or his abilities than what he has experienced during his time with the Elysium," she said. "I think, despite some mistakes, he's demonstrated the qualities I look for in an officer."

"Then you will have no problem with my authorizing his promotion to ensign?" Phoenix asked.

Liselle nearly swore, the relief of her worried tension finally let loose. Still, she put a hand over heart as though this whole ordeal had nearly sent her to medical. "Yes, sir. I think that's a wonderful idea. He will be thrilled," she said with a proud smile. "And I can certainly use the permanent addition to my roster. That is, assuming he'll be allowed to stay aboard the Elysium?"

"I have no issue with it." Phoenix replied and then hit the comm. "Cadet Waters to the captains ready room" she sent the message.

Gary leaned back in his chair, shaking his head slightly at Liselle's reaction at Waters promotion. He could only guess to what she had been thinking to produce such an obvious reaction.

The Cadet had been on the bridge in preparation to take over flight at the next shift change, and so he was not long in entering the Captain's Ready Room. Seeing the crowd that waited for him prompted the very same reaction in the young man as they had seen in Liselle. He stopped dead in his tracks and snapped into full attention, his eyes focused dead ahead. "Cadet Senior Grade River Waters reporting as ordered, sir."

"Ah good" Phoenix stood as she replied. "At ease cadet."

River looked down at his feet a moment as he widened his stance. His hands remained firmly clasped behind his back.

Her face neutral Phoenix walked around her desk her hands behind her back. "Commandant." She signaled and Shrytaat stepped up beside her. " Commanders join us please."

Gary rose from his chair, his face an impassive mask as he move to join Phoenix and the Academy Commandant at her desk.

Liselle went to stand to the Cadet's left. She couldn't help herself from reaching over to lightly touch his back for a brief moment of reassurance.

If the young man had been nervous before, he was positively ready to faint now. But he hold his tongue, and he did his very best to maintain his composure.

Phoenix studied him carefully. "Cadet River Waters I have been reviewing your academy records, and after consultation with the Commandant and Commanders Taylor and Qwyyn, I have to undertake the following. You are hereby promoted from Cadet senior grade to Ensign. And if you are amenable to it, you will be assigned to Elysiums flight control under Commander Qwyyn." Her face still neutral Phoenix held out a small box. Her eyes sparked with a smile that she kept off her face.

Gary watched Waters, the poor boy was so stiff he was afraid he was going to break in half even with Liselle standing next to him for support, which probably in all honesty wasn't having the desired effect it was intended to.

Somehow, the young man managed to make himself reach out and open the box. Inside there was a single metallic pip. At the sight of it, he took in an unsteady breath. "Sir, I--" he began. But the words died out.

Qwyyn gave him another reassuring pat. "It's okay, Ensign," she said. "Speak. You're at a rank now where we might even listen to you," she teased.

"I don't know what to say," he continued. He looked up at Phoenix. "Thank you? I -- when I left my homeworld to start my life over in Starfleet, I never thought a day like this would come. I worked for it, of course," he was quick to correct himself, "but now that it's finally here..." He took in another deep breath. And he smiled. "Thank you, sir. I won't let you down."

"I know you won't Ensign" Phoenix replied calmly.

"You've earned this," Qwyyn assured him. She looked at the pip still sitting in the box. "Captain, may I?"

"Go for it." Phoenix waved her to do so.

Gary watched as Liselle prepared to "pin" Waters. She was obviously proud and she had every right to be. This was an a young man now moments away from becoming an officer and under her direct supervision, in her department. As for Waters, the young man was still in a state of shock over his promotion but he was right, he had earned it. It wasn't being given to him.

"Congratulations again Ensign and welcome to the brotherhood of officers." Gary added.

The reality began to set in for the Cadet -- now Ensign -- and he positively beamed as Qwyyn attached the pip to his collar. "Thank you, sir," he said proudly.

Qwyyn gave his shoulder a final squeeze and stepped back. Her eyes caught Taylor's and she gave him a appreciative smile. She nearly thought she might burst for the pride she felt for her newest officer.

Phoenix stepped forward her hand out. "Congratulations Ensign Waters, welcome to the Elysium." She handed him a PADD as she shook his hand. "Your new cabin assignment as well."

He gladly accepted it. Whatever changes and challenges the new rank brought, he was already looking forward to the next step in his career: larger quarters.

Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you? – Hungry

A Mission Post by Commander Liselle Qwyyn

Mission: Episode: 4 Do the Dead Frighten you?

Location: Liselle Qwyyn's Quarters

Timeline: MD 2 - 22h00

Liselle Qwyyn moaned in her sleep. She rocked herself onto her left side, then over to her right.

She couldn't get comfortable. Her eyes snapped open.

Instantly she knew that it was going to be impossible to find herself anywhere near approaching sleep. There were nights where she was doomed to restlessness, and this was clearly going to be one of those nights.

With a frustrated sigh, she reached over to the nearby nightstand and grabbed a PADD. She twisted about in bed, and with a couple of well-placed angry punches, she fluffed her pillow up behind her. Scooting herself back, she braced herself against the makeshift backrest and she began to read. If she wasn't going to sleep, then she would at least get herself caught up on work.

Liselle found paperwork relaxing. Perhaps it was because of her department. She wasn't buried in the stuff like the people in Sciences. If anything, the paperwork in Flight Control tended to be even lighter than the -

She stopped.

Her eyes narrowed. Calmly, she lifted her blankets to see that her toes were perfectly fine. A moment ago she could have sworn she felt something soft and fluffy close tightly around the ends of her feet, but there was nothing there. She shook the imagined sensations from her head and went back to reading.

The numbers coming from her department weren't bad, particularly when considering the damage the ship had been subjected to as of late. Poor girl. Ever since Qwyyn had first reported aboard the Elysium she had found that --

"Ow!" Qwyyn yelped, and she pulled her legs up with a start.

Instantly she saw a dark red stain blooming at the foot of the bed, where her feet had been only a moment ago.

"What in the name of the Gods!" she swore. She tossed her PADD onto the bed beside her and cupped the ends of her feet with her hands to help ebb the sharp pain now radiating from her toes. Her fingers closed over them, wet and slick. In surprise she brought her hands up to her face and nearly jumped straight from the bed as she saw them glistening red with blood. And so much of it! It covered her fingers, pooled around her wrists, ran in long beads down her arms.

Taking a shaking breath, she willed herself to look down at her feet and survey the damage. Her hands obscured her vision. She parted them.

And there, at the foot of the bed, was Matias Grronkil, the Elysium's Chief Engineer. He was hunched over on all fours, and looking up at her. Naked. A low growl emanated from his throat. It didn't sound angry, or dangerous. It sounded almost passionate. Sexual.

"What?" Qwyyn said dumbly. What was he doing here? In her bed? Sure, they had both agreed to start dating, but things had not progressed very far, certainly not where he should think himself allowed to enter her quarters without her permission. She found herself backing up away from him and toward her headboard. "Matias, is this some kind of ritual or something that your people do?"

He looked at her, quizzically.

"I don't like it," she continued, her voice firm. "Please leave. Now. We'll talk about this in the morning."

Matias bowed his head. And he smiled.

And as his lips split apart Qwyyn could see that his fangs were covered in blood.

Her blood.

From her feet.

She looked at them now. At where they should have been.

Instead, her legs ended in stumps.

Qwyyn screamed. In her panic, instinct overtook her. She threw herself at her nightstand, desperate to grab her communicator; but in one smooth leap, Grronkil was on her, pinning her down to the bed.

"Computer!" she cried out.

But his paw slapped down over her mouth, pressing hard.

Her breathing blew into his fur, ragged and painful. Hot. Wet.

She tried to beg him to stop. Her words came only as muffled cries. The effort of screaming into his wet fur was robbing her of precious oxygen, making her feel faint. His vision pulsed red. Her chest burned.

He smiled at her then. Raised a finger to his lips.

Shhhhhhhhh...

She nodded.

Slowly he took his hand away.

Qwyyn knew then that if she had any chance to escape this, it would be if she could appeal to his mercy. If she could distract him long enough to make him understand that whatever was happening here was a mistake. A horrible mistake. "Why?" she whispered.

His eyes drew down the length of her body. His smile grew wider as his gaze fell further and further down. Until finally he stopped, seeing exactly what it was that he wanted of her.

Liselle felt her skin turn to ice. She tried to skitter away, but his weight was on her, the stubs of her missing feet could not find purchase in the blood-slicked sheets. He was studying her. Her pouch. Again she asked, her voice barely audible, though it felt like she was screaming for all the effort it took to force the word out: "Why?"

He did not look at her. Merely spoke a single word.

"Hungry."

And then he plunged into her abdomen, teeth gnashing, skin tearing. His jaw grabbed hold and locked down tight. He rocked his head violently to either side and then he jerked his head up, ripping the symbiont out from her.

Qwyyn screamed so loud, clenched her fists so tight, that her fingernails buried themselves into the soft palms of her hands, drawing dark red trenches of blood from between her fingers.

And then she was alone.

In bed.

And the covers were up to her chin.

And Matias wasn't there.

And everything was calm.

And quiet.

She threw the covers from her, as though they burned her.

And she saw her feet there. They were there. Whole. And uncut. Her spots dotted their way down her legs and between her toes.

"A dream?" she said, spitting the word out, incredulous. "A dream?"

And she pulled her knees up to her chest and she began to cry.

Jealous

A Mission Post by Lieutenant Commander Matias Grronkil

Mission: Episode 0: History Speaks

Location: Matias' Quarters

Timeline:

Matias was happy, asleep, in his fur as he usually slept. His relationship with Liselle was what brought him back to life after losing his mate Brronzir long ago in another galaxy. He was awakened by a soft voice.

"Matias,"

His eyes snapped open. There was Liselle laying next to him. What was she doing here? Was this something he hadn't comprehended when they started dating? They had agreed not to rush into things, and now she was here in his quarters, laying next to him.

"But..." he said.

"Shhhhh, my love," she said, laying a finger on his mouth. It was something