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[Antlericus III]

I'll take the Breen... they seem good.
[This message has been edited by Antlericus III (edited July 31, 2000).]
[This message has been edited by Antlericus III (edited July 31, 2000).]

[Scott F]

Nadron System, 25 Light Years from Ferenginar
The armada of thirty Ferengi Ngort class raiders decelerated from warp and cruised into the Nadron system. The light of Nadron's sun shone over the thirty Ferengi ships as they moved towards the specified coordinates in orbit of the fourth planet in the uninhabited system. As the ships assumed orbit, a single Vulcan freighter moved into view around the curve of Nadron IV.

Vreetar had been true to his deal. He had delivered thirty raiders, ten more than needed, for his contract with the Vulcans. Daemon Vreetar smiled as he thought of the profit of this venture and ordered hailing frequencies to be opened. As the Vulcan appeared on the screen, Vreetar spoke, "Here are the ships you needed for your contract, on time and on schedule."

Navok, known to the others as a Vulcan by the name of Sonak, replied, "It is a pleasure doing business with you, Daemon Vreetar. My employers have sent the second payment for you and the preliminary payment for your men. We stand ready to beam your gold-pressed latinum over at your leisure."

Vreetar smiled with greed at the mention of his payment. "Order the fleet to lower shields so that they can receive their payment," Vreetar squeaked.

As the shields on the Ferengi ships were lowered, Navok could barely contain his satisfaction, "Your payment, Daemon Vreetar, is now on its way."

The glow of greed on Vreetar's face was replaced with one of sheer terror as six Romulan warbirds decloaked around his ships. Each warbird launched five altron particle pulses in quick succession, striking all but two of the Ferengi ships, overloading their systems, leaving them powerless and frozen in space.

The two remaining Ferengi ships began to raise their shields and turned to flee. The Romulan warbirds opened fire with burst of torpedoes. Within moments, the two fleeing Ferengi ships were nothing more than debris scattered in the system.

Aboard his ship, Daemon Vreetar was soon in the hands of Tal Shiar shock troops that had boarded his ships after they were disabled. As Sonak had requested, Vreetar had manned his ships only with skeleton crews. At the time, it had seemed like a good idea. Sonak had offered to pay extra for it and Vreetar's greed had gotten the better of him.

Aboard the Romulan flagship, Colonel Lovok of the Tal Shiar looked at the reports from Navok and the commander of the boarding shock troops. Twenty-eight warships had been captured intact, with some internal systems damage. Two warships had been destroyed. With all outbound communications successfully jammed, it had been a flawless operation.

Lovok turned to his subordinates and gave quick orders, "Major, see to it that the debris field from the two destroyed Ferengi ship is eliminated. No trace of our action must be left."

"Yes, Colonel. And the Ferengi crewmen?"

Lovok did not hesitate, "Vaporize them."

"Yes, Colonel."

The major turned and left the bridge to carry out his orders and Lovok turned to the task force commander.

"Commander, see to it that the entire region is flooded with verteron particles to eliminate all impulse engine traces and residual energy from the weapons fire."

The commander nodded, and quickly dispatched the orders to his crew.

Lovok turned and spoke to his final subordinate, "Lieutenant, see to it that the new Mark 4 cloaking devices are successfully installed on all of our new ships and see to it that we have no remaining survivors or stowaways,"

With a crisp, "Yes, Colonel," the lieutenant turned and left the bridge of the warbird.

Three hours later, thirty-five cloaked vessels, one Vulcan freighter, six Romulan warbirds, and twenty-eight Ferengi raiders left the Nadron system on their way back to Romulan space. Several days later, they arrived. No one could even prove that they had left Romulan space, and no one knew what became of Daemon Vreetar and his ships. No proof was left in the Nadron system.

Romulus
Senator Vreenak, the Vice-Chairman of the Tal Shiar and the Secretary of the War Plans Council, sat in his office on Romulus and read Colonel Lovok's report with satisfaction. Yet another flawless operation for the Tal Shiar. Praetor Neral and the Continuing Committee would be pleased.

[Mao]

A message appeared subspace to the Romulan fleet:

Greetings Tal Shiar commander, I am of the Order. I have come into information that you are in the market for Ferengi vessels. I have two which may be purchased with ease. One is a Goront-class war cruiser and the other is a slightly damaged Marauder which can be repaired in a matter of days. Would you like them?

[Mao]

A message appeared subspace to the Romulan fleet:

Greetings Tal Shiar commander, I am of the Order. I have come into information that you are in the market for Ferengi vessels. I have two which may be purchased with ease. One is a Goront-class war cruiser and the other is a slightly damaged Marauder which can be repaired in a matter of days. Would you like them?

[Mao]

A subspace communication reached one of the warbirds...

Greetings Tal Shiar commander, I am Y'chu. I have noticed that you are in the market for several Ferengi vessels. We have one Goront-class war cruiser and one Marauder which may be sold to you, the Marauder is slightly damaged, but nothing that cannot be fixed. Contact us if you wish to purchase our vessels and delivery can be arranged.
[This message has been edited by Mao (edited July 31, 2000).]

[Scott F]

**Secret Transmission**
To: Mercenary Vessels
From: Romulan Star Empire
Regarding: Merchandise
Text: We would, of course, be very interested in purchasing such merchandise from you. We are willing to be very generous in payment.
**End Secret Transmission**

[Mao]

OOC: I can be referred to as the "Old Guard" too

IC:

The Old Guard welcomes this new business partner. In exchange for the two Ferengi vessels, we desire one cloaking device and one freighter filled to capacity with gold-pressed latinum.

[Scott F]

**Secret Transmission**
To: "The Order"
From: Romulan Star Empire
Regarding: Merchandise
Text: Payment is on its way. A pleasure doing business with you.
**End Secret Transmission**

[Barbarossa]

Command Center, Space Station Deep Space Nine
0930 Hours

The turbolift to the Command Center of Deep Space halted and Commander Benjamin Sisko stepped onto his "bridge". Operations Chief Miles O'Brien was looking at a diagram ofthe station, while going over his maitanence schedule. Major Kira Nerys of the Bajoran Militia was manning the communications array, while Science Officer Jadzia Dax was lounging by her station. Sisko stopped next to Kira and peered over her shoulder.

"Anything new this morning Major?" he asked. She spoke without taking her eyes off the console.

"Nothing major sir. The Rilex, the Dopterian freighter is requesting permission to depart and a Starfleet sceience vessel the USS Edison is requesting permission to dock" said Kira. Sisko nodded. He walked into his office and over to the replicator.

"Coffee, black" he ordered. He took his materialized beverage and sat down behind his desk with a status update from Constable Odo. He set it down and picked up baseball. He tossed it a couple of times and than set it back down.

"Commander, there is something you need to see quick" said Kira in a very apprehensive voice. Sisko strode out onto the command center, took one look at the viewscreen, and froze. An armada of Jem'Hadar vessels were puring out of the wormhole and making a beeline for the station.

"Kira, get Bajoran Fleet Command, tell them we need reinforcement and fast. Dax, get Doctor Bashir, tell him to prepare for casualties" said Sisko. About 5 Jem'Hadar attack ships were speeding in like sharks. The Rilex was taking evasive maneuvers and trying to stay close to the station's shields. The Edison wasn't so lucky. The Jem'Hadar attack ships fired a vollryof torpedos which struck the Edison, which in turn rolledon it's "side" and exploded. The Rilex was now attempting to get away from the fight and leave the system. However two attack ships broke off, hunted it down, and destroyed it at close range.

The armada of Jem'Hadar warships and attack ships was now converging on the station. The smaller attack ships buzzed like bees around the station firing at all points against DS9's shields. At the same time the watships fired from a distance.

"Get me more shields, more power to phasers, damnit Major where are the Bajorans" yelled Sisko over the red alert klaxons. Smoke was filling the command center and occasionally a computer console exploded. Meanwhile the Jem'Hadar continued to pund at DS9.

"Commander we can't take more than 5 minutes more of this before we lose shields" yelled O'Brien. The Dominion armada was now ready to deal a fatal blow to DS9. However Sisko wasn't ready to give up yet.

"Chief give me one last spread of phaser fire" said Sisko. O'Brien turned to him.

"But Captain that'll be the last of our phaser banks" said O'Brien.

"I know Chief. We'll hold them off with torpedos" said Sisko. O'Brien ablidged and gave one last burst of phaser fire. Thus left with only a small supply of torpedos and about 15% shields, things looked grim for DS9. That was when the cavalry arrived. The Bajoran fleet sped into battle firing at will. The Dominion attack ships caught off guard fell back somewhat.

"This is Federation Commander, Benjamin Sisko to Bajoran ships, target only the warships" said Sisko. The Bajoran ships sped for the Jem'Hadar warships converging on them. With their shields weakened, DS9 firing well placed torpedos was able to destroy and severly damage a few of the warships.

Thus the Dominion armada fired their parting shots and departed the Bajor system. But not back into the wormhole.

OOC: There I fixed the typo, you happy
[This message has been edited by Barbarossa (edited August 02, 2000).]

[Scott F]

OOC:
*Laughs hysterically at the idea of Bajoran capital warships driving off the Dominion attack*

Bearcat, the Bajorans have no capital ships.

[Barbarossa]

OOC: Well you wouldn't have wanted me to destroy DS9 would you of?

IC
The Dominion battle fleet has come across a Cardassian colony near the DMZ. Instead of attacking the Dominion ships put into the outpost for repairs. Maquis Intelligence noted that several high ranking Cardassian officials were on hand to meet with a mysterious being resembling a humanoid female. It is unknown what this could mean.

[Shadowstrike]

OOC: I don't think we'll be expecting a response from Polaris in a few days. He had a thread about that. By the way, is anyone going to change the "Bajoran" capital ships to Federation, Klingon or even Cardassian capital ships?

The final Cardassian DMZ colony on Gavon IV has been captured by the Maquis. Cardassians are outraged. In the meantime, the Maquis have dispatched emmisaries to the Federation and the Klingon Empire to form peace treaties and (hopefully) alliances.

[Barbarossa]

OOC: I changed them to simple Bajoran ships.

[Barbarossa]

OOC; And anyway I could of destroyed DS9 and conquered Bajor if I had wanted too. I simply chose not too. So stop your *****ing.

[Shadowstrike]

OOC: Bearcat, there ought to be a lot of Bajoran ships to stop a Dominion fleet. On the other hand, you can just say that the Dominion ships recieved new orders and moved out. By the way, I hope you will build a ketracel-white production facility quickly or ship some ketracel-white to the Alpha Quadrant, or else there will be a lot of beserk Jem'Hadar running around. Scott, quickly, destroy his ketracel white shipments and we take down the Cardassians too!