HFPE
Location:
KNS Yellowstone
; K-1.3.2-class Patrol Corvette, 300 degrees on the Outer Arm, Neran Periphery, Milky Way
Stars and nebulae wheeled past him as he tumbled through space. Hours passed, then years, then millennia. He was approaching the end - he didn't know what it was, but it was coming closer. He reached out his hand -
Lieutenant
He pulled his hand back. What had that been? No matter, he had to reach his destination. It was the only way he could survive. He felt it approaching, the warm sensation around his head, the soothing voices.
Kill
. What?
Kill.
That didn't seem right.
Kill
. Well, if you insist. But this didn't feel like the end.
Kil- Lieutenant!
What was that?
You must k-
Lieutenant Franklin Myers, wake up!
Franklin felt himself being shaken awake, and he gasped as pain shot through his shoulder. Opening his eyes, he saw a cloudy figure kneeling above him. The form resolved itself into that of the young Ensign, Jessica? Jennifer? He tried to speak, "Ens..."
But his mouth felt like it was full of sandpaper. "Ensign Jody Blue, thank you for remembering, Lieutenant. Here, eat this."
She stuffed something into his mouth, and he recognized it as a hydro-tablet. Immediately he was able to speak again. "Ensign, what hap-
ow
"
Franklin had tried to sit up, but the pain in his shoulder amplified, forcing him back down. The ensign looked down at it, "Looks like it's sprained," she concluded, before wrapping a bacta pack around it and tying it, "should be fine now, if a bit sore."
"Thanks," he said, getting up. The ensign got to her feet as well, packing up the small medkit she had been using on him. Franklin gazed around the bridge - it was a mess. Command consoles in various states of destruction were littered with the remains of the shattered front windows, which had been replaced by emergency integrity fields.
17-Apr-2014 03:10:14