U.S.S. Pendragon
10511.05
The Harvest, pt. 2

Starring:
Coot as SM
Jeff as CO Thraxis
Sandy as OPS Thraxis
Jane as CNS Luchena 
Cory as CMO Yates

 Absent: 
 Dylan as CSO Toms
  Keith as CEO Damien

Host Coot says:
The U.S.S. Pendragon has located a heavily damaged freighter and three survivors.  However, things are not as they appear.  There are no signs of whom or what caused the damage to the freighter and the crew is not as wounded as they appear.

Host Coot says:
Doctor Yates has been wounded and the survivors managed to escape from sickbay and its force fields by reasons that defy explanation.  The strained relationship already present in the sector may further damage the Pendragon's purpose here and how it influences Starfleet's faith in Captain Thraxis remains to be seen.

Host Coot says:
<<<< Resume Mission: The Harvest >>>>

ACTION: The last bit of red-tinted goo oozes into the carpet of Sickbay and out of sight.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::Has her tricorder over Doctor Yates as she motions for some Nurses to help pick her up:: CNS: We need to get her on a biobed, now.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::picks up the CMO and carries her to a biobed::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::on the bridge doing what she should be doing::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Convulsing.. a great deal::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps back so the medical teams can work::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: taps commbadge :: SEC: Security... full intruder alert. Find and detain the passengers from the freighter. Use of deadly force is authorized.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: bursts out of the turbolift doors at a dead run, makes a beeline for Sickbay ::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::She begins to access the records in hopes of possibly replicating an artificial kidney:: Nurses: Keep her vitals up!

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::hears the intruder alert and hurries over to arm herself::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Combs: What is Dr. Yates' status?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at the CMO with concern, not noticing the Captain arrive until he speaks::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::goes back to her console and continues her monitoring, humming a cheery song as she works::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::Pauses as she looks over her vitals:: Nurses: She will be fine, her second kidney is already beginning to take place of the first. We must close the wound. ::Looks toward the CO:: CO: She will be fine, sir. Once we have closed the wound she will need to rest of course.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps closer to the biobed readout and studies it::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Convulsions begin to die down and becomes motionless::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The freighter energy levels appear to be rising and approaching normal.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  It looks like......  ::expression grows thoughtful::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CNS: What is it, Mikal?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  It looks like some care was taken that the Dr. would survive.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::She begins to work on closing the wound with the rest of the nurses, monitoring her vitals during the entire procedure::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::sees the freighter's energy levels rising:: *CO*:  Bridge to captain.  Sir, the freighter's energy levels are rising.  They are approaching normal.  I am also receiving reports of other attacks from other areas of the ship.  Dispatching security as I speak.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::dispatches security teams to the locations where attacks have been reported::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  We've got bioscans of them.  Maybe we can track them?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CNS: Good idea. Patch the internal sensors to a panel here and see what you can do. I'm going back to the bridge.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at the panel confused::  CO Ummm... okay.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: leaves Sickbay :: *OPS*: Are there any signs of additional lifeforms on the freighter. Someone we missed, maybe?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::shrugs then sends the medical data to security, hoping they can find some way to use it::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::Raises an eyebrow as she looks over the scans:: All: It seems the wound was cauterized once it was removed... :Looks puzzled::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CO*:  Unknown, Sir.  I'll check.  ::commences scanning the freighter for additional life signs::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: takes the nearest turbolift back to the bridge ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
Coombs:  Yes... and why they would need organs when they can transform like that.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CO*:  Captain, scans show four bodies on the freighter, but they are not emitting life signs ...

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CO*:  If there is another life form on board then sensors cannot detect them.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::Makes sure everything is ok once the wound if fully repaired:: CNS: A very good question, Counselor. If I were to guess... the next organ they will need is a lung or.. .some blood.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notes some information coming through on the panel and turns his attention to it::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CO*:  They appear to be on deck 12.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*OPS*: Warn security again to consider these intruders armed and extremely dangerous.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Opens her eyes and moves around a bit:: CNS/Combs: Does anyone have any food around here? ::Notes her stomach::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: exits to the Bridge ::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CO*:  Already done, Sir. ::hears the TL doors open, grabs her phaser and turns to shoot... ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Ashley!  ::moves to her and takes her hand::  How do you feel?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CMO's hunger is increasing rapidly.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Anything on long-range sensors? Any sign of the original attacker returning?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::Looks a bit shocked that she is up already:: CMO: Well... we do but... ::Looks oddly toward the counselor::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: I am fine. ::Sits up:: CNS: I would be better if I had some food though. ::Looks around::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::relaxes as she sees it is Thraxis:: CO:  Sorry ... ::turns back to her console and checks LRS::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::lets go of her hand and moves toward the storage area::  CMO:  What would you like?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: sits in the captain's chair ::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Her eyes move to the Replicator and then to the bloody gloves of Lieutenant Combs:: CNS: I would like those. ::She reaches for the gloves::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at Coombs in alarm::  CMO:  Ummm... how about some nice chicken soup instead?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, nothing on long-range sensors ... however ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::Moves her hands back:: CMO: Doctor! I assure you that these would not taste good.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::shakes her head:: CO:  Sir, the damage on the freighter seems to be vanishing!

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  It looks like it's healing itself ... somehow ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: No! I want those! ::Suddenly she looks as if she is going to vomit:: CNS: Chicken soup! How dare you! ::Slaps him and then runs out of Sickbay::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::is too stunned to move::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Three new injuries are brought into Sickbay.  One, missing a partial lung.  The other two, a fair amount of blood.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: The ship is repairing itself? Who does that remind you of?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> CNS: Get her back here, Counselor. Call Security if you have too! ::Begins to tend to the other wounded::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::runs after the CMO:  CMO:  Ashley!  Wait.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  The Kenti ship could transform itself ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Begins to move down the corridor:: Self: Food... I need food!

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: ...and Borg vessels are known to self-repair.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  But the Borg assimilate ... not take organs ... And they cannot transform themselves ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Turns toward the Counselor:: CNS: Stay away from me! I need food! ::She runs into the entrance of the morgue and seals the door behind her::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Doesn't mean others can’t use their technology. Cut the freighter loose. I want some distance between that thing and us.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Aye.  ::releases the ship and moves the ship away::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Captain, this ship is not repairing itself ... it's healing ... like an organic being would ...

Host CO_Thraxis says:
COMM: *SEC*: Security... status report on the search for the intruders.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She pulls open one of the 'files' and looks over the body::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: We'll leave it for a science team to study. Best speed back to DS14.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  You got it.  ::sets course for DS14, maximum warp::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Licks her lips as she looks over the body... it seemed to be fresh, or as fresh as it could be::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::rushes into the morgue and stops dead, starring in horror::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Security reports are coming in from all Decks.  The Teams cannot seem to keep up and if they could, what would they do?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  One consideration, Sir.  Should we really be heading for a station with those intruders onboard?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Takes in the sweet scent of the body before her and moves her face closer to its own::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Ashley no.  ::rushes towards her::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She turns around, looking for anything to dig in, grabs a laser scalpel:: CNS: Stay away from me! I need food!

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: I don't intend to dock until we've got the intruder situation under control. I am, however, worried about a follow-on attack on this ship. I'd much rather have the station's weaponry backing me, if at all possible.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stops and tries to sense if she's still in there somewhere::  CMO:  Ashley no.  You'll regret it as long as you live.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  To help us they would have to shoot at us ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She takes the laser scalpel and makes a circular incision in the man's chest. She places her hand on his chest and before she pulls the skin off... just stops::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::softly::  CMO:  You'll remember forever.  Please don't.  ::tries to lend her whatever strength he can spare::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: slight smile ::  OPS: I hope their aim is a bit better than that.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Throws the laser scalpel down and goes to her knees:: CNS: What is happening to me? ::Holds her head with her hands::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::wonders if she can sense the aliens ... opens her mind and searches for them::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::squats down in front of her and offers his hand::  CMO:  Let's get you back on a biobed and find out what's happening.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She looks away from his hand toward the body laying there... just calling her name. After staring at it for a few moments she shakes her head and takes his hand:: CNS: You need to... confine me somewhere.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::is puzzled by what she senses ... ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  We'll restrain you on a biobed.  Come.  ::stands slowly pulling her to her feet::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CNS*:  Mikal, this is Jordan.  I'm sensing something unusual ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
~~~CNS: These urges are too much!~~~ ::Does not even have the will to speak as she stands and nods::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*OPS*:  I have a situation here, Jordan.  Stand by.  ::puts his arm around the CMO's shoulders and guides her from the morgue::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CNS*:  That's just it, Mikal.  I'm picking up on 3 Betazoids who are hunting ... for other Betazoids ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She breathes in the sweet aroma of Mikal and moves her mouth toward his ear and contemplates taking a bite. She goes for it and takes one::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*OPS*:  Gather them all together.  I'll be in sickbay with Yates.  ::guides the Dr. back into the treatment area::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Mikal is bitten in the ear and Yates takes a fair chunk out of it.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::jumps back, shocked::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Gulps the flesh in and throws Mikal onto the floor:: CNS: You taste delicious!

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::hits the floor::  ~~~OPS:  I need help.~~~

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::sends Security to gather up the 3 Betazoids she's sensing and to secure them::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks up into the CMO's eyes::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Like a beacon in the dead of night, the fresh blood summons the three survivors who appear like ghosts by walking through the far wall.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Captain, Mikal is in  trouble.  I have to go down there ...

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ CNS:  I'm on my way, Mikal.  Hold on ~~~

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: I promise that this will not hurt much. ::Grins widely::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: puts a hand on her shoulder :: OPS: You have duties here, Jordan. The ship is crawling with Security. They’ll handle whatever is going on.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::is experiencing pure terror::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  My God ... the sensors are going haywire!  I'm picking up the survivors just about everywhere!

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She puts her hands along the Counselor's throat as she moves her face near his ear::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::whispers::  CMO:  Ashley.... come back.  Regain control.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::can sense the Counselor's terror ... ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::scrambles backwards and tries to get to his feet::  CMO:  Can you hear them calling?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Her hands grasp tighter as the scent of the blood fills her nostrils:: CNS: Stop moving! ::Pushes him down harder::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ CNS:  Mikal if you have a phaser shoot Yates!  Shoot her now! ~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Run a multiplex crosscheck. Try to determine where the signals are strongest.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  I'll try ... ::does the crosscheck::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::whispers::  CMO:  They need one of us Ashley.  Let me go to them.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She gets up on top of him and places her knee against his throat and pushes down...hard:: CNS: I need you!

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  I have them!  *SEC* Security to the Morgue on the double!

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::closes his eyes::  CMO:  Another time.  Another place...  ::surrenders::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The survivors begin oozing their way through the morgue exit and into the corridor.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::is torn ... needs to go help Mikal but also knows her duty::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ *CNS*:  Mikal, help is coming ... hold on ... ~~~

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: You have made the right choice. ::Pushes down a bit harder. She shakes her head...wanting to resist but the smell is to much::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
No one in particular::  Take me...

Host Coot says:
<Woman> CMO: Ashley!  Stop!  He is mine....

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Have you localized the intruders yet?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Snaps her head toward the woman:: Woman: I have claimed him! Leave! ::Glares:: Computer: Computer, erect a level ten containment field around the Counselor and myself!

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  I already told you I had ... they were in the morgue but it looks like they've moved ... ::is annoyed he keeps asking her the same question::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::softly::  Computer:  Cancel containment field.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As the CMO looks at the Female Survivor, she realizes the injured face beneath the horrific injuries, is that of her... mother?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS; Sorry. See if you can get a transporter lock on them.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The containment field springs to life and then vanished just as quickly.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::attempts to get a transporter lock on the intruders::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Pushes down even harder on the Counselor's throat. Her eyes widen; it cannot be:: Woman: Mother? ::She stands::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::feels the pressure ease on his throat.  Takes a gasp of air::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Security arrives on the scene and begins opening fire on the CMO and the survivors.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stays down as he slowly comes back to reality::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She walks toward her a bit but then stops. She springs into a roll as the fire begins:: Woman: Mother!

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  I have a lock on the survivors ... now where should I beam them?  We're too far from their vessel to beam them back there ...

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::sends a great wave of gratitude to Jordan as he lays still::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Security: Stay back, that is an order! ::Knows that won't work... but it is worth a try::

Host Coot says:
ACTIONL One of the phaser blasts tears into the Female survivor calling herself "Mother" and she slumps lifeless to the ground.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Initiate beaming, then lock the pattern buffer into a diagnostic loop. We'll hold them there for a while, rather than chance they can walk through the walls in the brig.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Her eyes widen:: Self: No! ::She charges toward the Security Officer with all of her might:: Security Officer: You will pay for this! ::She attempts to tackle him::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::does as she is ordered::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::slowly gets to his feet::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Security Guard manages to get off a shot as the CMO crashes into him.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::ducks at the sound of more phaser fire::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The others close in and attempt to restrain the CMO, but are not very successful as she continues to fight against them.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Let us help you Ashley.  ::steps into the fray::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
All: You will all pay! ::Continues to punch and kick anyone who comes near her, dodging the phaser fire when it comes::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  I have them in the buffer ... on continuous loop

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Excellent. Advise DS14 that we will be docking shortly.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She looks toward Mikal as he speaks:: CNS: How can you help me? No one can! ::Elbows one of the guards in the gut::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  These urges aren't natural.  You know that.  You’re a healer, not a predator.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The guard who was elbowed, coughs up some blood.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: I cannot control them! My mother, she is dead! What is going on with me? ::She kicks the last male guard where it counts and then falls to her knees in a type of hysteria:: Self: This is all my fault... all my fault!

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  It is not.  Help me get that man to a treatment bed. ::gestures toward the coughing up blood guy::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She looks toward the blood and is tempted to jump on the man:: CNS: I can't... I may hurt him! I just cause pain. ::She looks toward the wall::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Preparing to dock ...

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Come with me then.  ::holds out his hand::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Yates submits to the CNS and Security manages to scrape themselves together.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
COMM:DS14OPS:  DS14 Operations this is the Pendragon.  Requesting permission to dock.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
:: "Above all, do not harm." She pauses as this repeats in her mind, like someone is sending it to her. She stands up and looks toward the Counselor:: CNS: We need to get to Sickbay.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: I don't think I've ever been this happy to dock.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  We do.  Come along.  ::gently takes her by the arm::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: With the subtlest of thuds, the Pendragon arrives at DS14.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::smiles:: CO:  I know the feeling ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She begins to walk toward Sickbay, allowing Mikal to guide her::

Host Coot says:
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