Threat Assesment: God Level

Posted on Fri Nov 23rd, 2018 @ 12:22am by Ahreva Malana & Commander Rita Paris & Lieutenant Seregon French & Lieutenant Alex Sexton
Edited on on Mon Nov 26th, 2018 @ 1:16am

Mission: Escaped Pantheons
Location: USS Hera, Deck 3, Conference Room 3
Timeline: 2395, en route to the Galactic Core

Clicking play, the message started out grainy but smoothed out well and even went full normal 3D after a few seconds, though audio and sometimes the video was a bit grainy still. Farenia was on the bridge of a modern Oberth class, the lights dim and flickering around her as she spoke. "We've breached the EM barrier.... ....Glad we're in an Oberth class... The victorium hull and experimental shielding was perfect for the spatial distortions.... ....was as if space itself was twisting around us.... .... We've discovered a massive.... .... ....it's bigger than any ship.... ....self contained..." Then the video shook and Farenia seemed to scramble for her chair's console. ".....caught... ....tractor beam... trying to send scan...." and then the feed cut out, but not before both of them could clearly see what could only be described as a worldship splayed out on the screens across the back of the bridge. The other crew were definitely busy analyzing it, whatever it was, and the images were clear enough to tell that it was at least several times larger than the Artan fortress at least.

As the assembled officers turned back to where the commander was sitting on the edge of the table in the conference room, Rita Paris spread her hands wide. "That's what we've got. So between that worldship and the situation that's developing in New Texas, the captain wants a threat analysis from the security team. There's a somewhat fragmented report from the Commodore, some colonist reports and I've assigned Miss Malana for scientific analysis of the data to help you out. Any questions?"

French was still in awe of the world ship they had just saw. "Any questions. I'd say about a million. But not to worry, I'll get stuck in and come up with something." Said French "Malana, if you can give me all you got, I'll come up with a tactical plan for the CO's approval!" Offered French.

The curious commander cocked her head. "I was thinking perhaps we'd do that now, while we're all here, put our heads together. Good call, chief. Miss Malana, you've had a little bit of time to go over the data- what briefing can you offer our security and tactical teams?"

“Cool with me.” Retorted French “What you got?” She asked

Malana had been looking over the data on a PaDD and looked up from it to glance between the two before looking back down and confirming the data. "As a biologist, I would say that these are likely energy beings posing as the real... What are they sometimes called again? Ambrosians? Whatever these pantheonic gods call themselves, if they are real, they've been pulled from wherever they go to die. What they call the Aether."

"I believe the real threat will be the source of their return and the energy summoning them though, whatever it may be, which is undoubtedly inside of that worldship, for lack of a better term. The scans that made it out show no known weapons, but the visual data shows that it is definitely armed with some sort of cannon-like energy weaponry, judging by the configuration."

"The occupants are unknown, but the interior has green plantlife and blue water, which suggests an oxygen-nitrogen based atmosphere at least. Estimated population based on window sizes... They're probably a little taller than our average... Population estimate of no more than three million or the ecosystem would collapse. I'm guessing that a rather large percentage of that is livestock though. Maybe eighty percent. Actual military personnel maybe five percent of life forms..." Looking up, she came to her conclusion. "I recommend negotiation, but keeping crowd control and anti-god options readily available."

"Excellent, Miss Malana, thank you for your analysis. So, while we're working on negotiating and keeping peace, your teams will be charged with fending off intruders and dealing with the fact that this is likely not a unified body with genuine discipline, and a lot more like very powerful children. Think Trelane, the Squire of Gothos from back in my day. You can look it up," Paris waved offhandedly, as she was using the mission to illustrate her point. "But we need to have non-lethal options in place to be able to deal with these beings, hopefully without some goddess coming and declaring war on the sentient races of the galaxy because a nervous security officer nailed her god of mischief son with a 'god round' from a TRC-116C and now his immortal head is a bloody smear on the bulkhead."

"So, non-lethal engagement and containment options?" Paris concluded, defining the parameters for sec/tac ops.

"Don't you worry, security will be ready for anything. And we will not jump the gun and go all medieval on these folk, without damn good reason. Negotiations it is." Said French.

"Lovely. So what are your options for non-lethal and containment options, Miss French? Assurances are very nice, but they aren't actionable. I'd like an actual answer to my question- specifically, what do you plan to use against these beings for non-lethal options?" The commander's tone was reasonably patient and her sense of humor was still there, but it seemed she wanted some specifics.

"That will take me a few hours to work out. Before you can formulate a Specific plan, you need to know the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy. So any realtime info you can give me on their capabilities would be helpful. Then I can inform the security department on how we want to handle them as a group or on an individual bases. I'm afraid that's the best I can do on short notice. I can't give specifics on a target that I don't know. But the techniques we will use are well known throughout the department because they learned them is Star Fleet Security training." Replied French.

"Mmmm, that's true. Well, we know what we know from legend, we know what we know from the scans of Hera. And we know that they use power sources as well as belief in them which they can channel for a great number of effects." Paris stood, and began pacing as she ticked off a few points. "We know that we have an alloy that apparently disrupts their energies, which can carve through one of them like they can carve through us. We know that we have at least a dozen god sightings in New Texas, maybe more. We know we don't know how they are being summoned nor why. We know that there may be an exotic energy wave nearby that is a gateway to a spatial distortion or something. We know we're better off trying to keep the peace than go on a killing spree."

"Since you were in on the initial briefing on the gods, fought their minions in the mined under Hera's temple and just saw the footage for this mission briefing, so you do have some facts to work with." Paris smiled at French, then quirked an eyebrow and looked around. "Where's your partner in crimefighting, by the way? I would have presumed Lieutenant Sexton would want to participate in the briefing as well? I even put him on the meeting invitation."

The awkward silence that ensued did not inspire confidence. "Action plan on my desk by close of shift, Miss French." Taking in the assembled personnel, the Commander made it clear to all involved she meant them. "Dismissed- let's get to work, folks."

2 Hours Later:

French was pissed being put on the spot like that. As she paced the room Alex arrived. "Man you look pissed off. But no wonder, I heard about the briefing. So have you come up with a tactical plan as of yet?" He asked.

"Sometimes she gets right under my last nerve. Of course I have a plan, I had one then, I just was not ready to present it until I did some more research." She said looking at the floor.

"Ok, let's go over it." Said Alex

She walked behind her desk and tapped her pad. "First things first, the security of our senior officers. The main away team will be escorted by red shirts. I'll have teams two and three ready to beam in from the shuttle should we encounter serious opposition. Team two will attack the power based with the special weapons and high explosives. And team three will aid us in our bid to get the hell out of there should all go wrong. This is a diplomatic negotiation, but it could go horribly wrong and if it does we need to be ready. I want transporter locks on key personnel. You will see to it that this part of the plan is adhered to. If you think this is sufficient I'll send it to the XO." Replied French

"It's crude, but it will work for now. If the perameters change, we change the plan. I'd send it. No body is perfect. At best she'll accept it and at worst reject it. But we've done your job either way. Make sure you include that you are open to suggestion!" Said Alex

Seregon finished the plan and sent it to the XO and the CO. Now they would wait.