Star Trek: Phoenix: Death of a Dream

Written by Nax

2 years since the formation of the Imperium

Just outside moon base one, the last bastion of hope for Starfleet.

Fleet admiral Khassid sighed as she looked over to Dune. “Commodore Dunamis. Bring our fleet to bare. We must take the fight to the imperium.” “Of course admiral.” With that. Dune sent in the orders to the rest of the fleet. As 50 ships of Starfleet, Romulan and Klingon breed fly in. Forming up around the flagship. A Galaxy-X class vessel named “Talos.” Khassid sat down in the captains seat. As the ships start calling in. Dune nodded as he gave the order for them to move towards the event. The President was giving a speech on DS9, and the fleet was off.

Commodore Maggie Roode sat in the captains chair of the ISS Hades. Sighing as she pulled up the map of DS9, as the Imperium class ship, captained by her mother flew overhead. She looked to her CTO and her wife, Sharissa Verne, and her XO Jayne Walsh. She nodded as she stood up. “All hands. If all goes to plan then the rebel forces will move right into our trap. The media smokescreen will have worked well. And our new warp mines will trap them. All hands, red alert.” Maggie sat down in her chair with a grin, as large fleet popped out of warp. Only to be hit by a series of booms. As their warp cores were EMPed by said warp mines. Maggie smiled as she nodded at Shar. “Shar angel. Full burst on the enemy’s left side.” With a smile, Shar launches a full amount of torpedos and phasers that blows half of the fleet’s left half in bits. Maggie smiled as the rest of the fleet moved forward, the fighting beginning.

6 hours later

On the bridge of the Talos. Khassid sighed as she woke up. Her face burned from a nasty explosion. She was about to stand up on the burning bridge. Looking around with a cough. Dune was being punched in the corner of the bridge by Shar. She began walking to help, only to be smacked with phaser from behind. As Blanche stood over her. Smiling as she kicked her in the gut, sending Khassid into the captains chair with a gasp for air. “Hello doll. Fancy seeing you here..” She stomped into Khassid’s skull. As Tina Roode walked up behind her, giving Blanche a pat on the butt. Before tagging Khassid. “Mhm. My daughter liked you, now. Let’s get you on our side crocodile.” With that, Khassid beamed out. Going for her reprogramming. Tina cracked her neck. “Lovely, tell the President we’ve won.”