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Star Trek Hunter Episode 8: The Bolian Web

Well, Dr. Boles at least appears to be on the correct side, unless this is a clever ploy of some kind. This is plots within plots, a tangled web of deceit, murder, and potential genocide. Here's hoping Hunter and the Tactical Unit can successfully jam the infected transmissions.
 
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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 11: Computer Virus

8.11
Computer Virus

“This is the ugliest nightmare of a bug that I never even dreamed of…” Dr. Tali Shae, Lt. Tauk and 2nd Lt. T’Lon were in Justice Irons’ office, along with Pep. Tali Shae looked horrified. Tauk looked horrified. Pep looked horrified. T’Lon’s eyebrow was twitching - almost a nervous breakdown for a vulcan.


“At first we thought we were dealing with two viruses,” Tali Shae continued. “A computer virus that hijacks the nearest transporter, replicator - and a long list of similar tools - to build the biological virus, which in turn kills bolians, makes andorians extremely ill and has as yet unknown effects on other species.”

Justice Minerva Irons was getting used to things going from bad to worse at this point. “So what are we actually dealing with, Tali? Multiple viruses?”

“One. One biological virus that contains the computer virus, which contains instructions for building the biological virus. Scan a victim with any medical scanner and the scanner is infected.”

Irons had realized long ago that her best friend’s emotional state could be gauged by the movement of her antennae. At the moment she was so upset her antennae were almost bumping into each other in agitation.

“Do you have any idea how many tools can be used to replicate this virus?” Tali Shae continued. “Not just food replicators and transporters… Medical tricorders, hypo-spray units, forensic diagnostic systems, surgical diagnostic systems, waste-recycling processors, air recycling processors, water recycling processors, shield emitters, holographic emitters, tractor beam emitters, at least a dozen systems in the warp core. Even the artificial gravity generators could be reprogrammed to replicate this virus.”

Lt. Tauk cleared his throat. “My teams are developing a comprehensive list of such tools, and every time we think we thought of everything this virus could use to replicate itself, we end up coming up with more systems that could do it.”

“This thing is the product of a sick mind,” Tali Shae followed. “You remember the legends of the progenitors?”

“The ancient race that seeded our galaxy with their DNA in hopes that there would be many races like them - the parent race for all humanoids,” Justice Irons responded. “Heard of them. They left tantalizing fragments of their civilization all over the galaxy - not to mention all of us. In their own words we are a monument ‘not to their greatness, but to their existence.’ They vanished apparently overnight.”

“We have always thought they were wiped out by a weaponized disease that could be spread electronically,” Tali said. “This bug would be a contender. It is designed to be a civilization ender. Whoever cooked up this bug doesn’t care whether anyone survives it. Let it get out in the wild and it will mutate. It is the single most dangerous thing I think we have ever encountered.”

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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 12: Jamming Buoys

8.12
Jamming Buoys

Dr. Sarekson Carrera was in the captain’s chair, overseeing the construction of jamming buoys to jam the signal from the quarantine buoys. Those quarantine buoys had broadcast for just under six hours. At the moment Commander David Pepper had shut the buoys down, their radio broadcast had reached a sphere with a radius of about six light-hours. But that sphere kept growing at the speed of light.

There was no way the U.S.S. Hunter could travel far enough fast enough and stay long enough in each location to prevent that signal from getting through and eventually contaminating shipping lanes. Sarekson had to do a tremendous amount of math in his head and the answer was, counting the time it would take to reconfigure the transporters to mine materials, reconfigure the replicators to build jamming buoys and use the Hunter, the wagon and the two interceptors to deploy them, they would have to manufacture and deploy 9,287 jamming buoys.

This process started near Paleonus III, one of three rocky, nearly molten planets close to the Paleonus star. The planet had no atmosphere, but it was the most accessible repository of the minerals Dr. Carrera needed to manufacture the buoys.


It had taken nearly 30 hours to manufacture less than 2,000 buoys, complete with batteries capable of at least 6 hours of power for the radio jamming signal and position stabilizers. Carrera chose to use the transporters to construct the buoys in space on the dark side of Paleonus III. The Hunter had to remain on location, replicating thousands of jamming buoys in space using materials from the planet below. The wagon could carry five and drag an additional five using its tractor beam. The interceptors could each drag four buoys with their tractor beams.

Ensign Sun Ho Hui was overseeing deployment of the buoys from the wagon, jumping out to the edge of the radio broadcast bubble, deploying 18 buoys at a time. Each leap required the three small vessels to jump further from the Paleonus star system and the 18 buoys they could carry as a group covered a smaller portion of the surface of the sphere as the bubble of radio transmission continued to expand outward at the speed of light.

Midshipman Tammy Brazil in Transporter Room 1 and Transporter Engineer K’rok in Transporter Room 2 were working non-stop to pull minerals out of the rocky surface of Paleonus III and deposit them in near orbit. Lt. Moon Sun Salek was using the cargo bay transporter tied in to the replicator system to transform these raw materials into very simple jamming buoys.


Dr. Carrera was monitoring all of these processes from the bridge of the Hunter. Ensign Tolon Reeves spoke up from the tactical station, directly behind the captain’s chair. “Two ships coming in at high warp. Dr. Carrera - they’re big!”

“Captain to the bridge!” Carrera said, standing up. At the moment he called for her, Justice Irons stepped onto the bridge, followed by Pep, Lt. Tauk, 2nd Lt. T’Lon and Dr. Tali Shae.

Irons strode over and sat in the captain’s chair. “On screen!”

Ensign Tolon had already focused the viewer on the two ships. He increased the resolution in response to Irons’ order. Dr. Carrera walked to the back of the bridge and stood next to Tolon Reeves.

Two ships, one enormous and rather ungainly looking, the other about four times the size of the Hunter, sleek and rather intimidating looking, came out of warp about 1,500 meters off the Hunter’s bow. The Hunter could fit several dozen times into the larger ship, which was about 3-4 times the size of a Galaxy Class starship.

“We’ve got a signal,” said Ensign Tolon.

“Put them through, Ensign,” said Irons.

An elderly bolian female in an unfamiliar uniform appeared on the screen. “Justice Minerva Irons, this is Commissioner Rianila Qotor representing the B.W.S.V. Vyvya and Malinia.”

“Commissioner Qotor, this is the U.S.S. Hunter, Justice Minerva Irons commanding. I take it you received my message and have hardened your systems against the virus carried by the quarantine buoy transmission?”

“We kept our shields up when entering the Paleonus system and have been monitoring our computers for any potential infection,” the bolian commissioner responded.

“Commissioner, your early arrival is greatly appreciated. I would like to introduce you to our Director of Engineering, Dr. Sarekson Carrera.” Justice Irons gestured toward Carrera who was standing behind her. Carrera raised his hand and waved.

“How many warp capable support craft are you carrying?” Irons asked.

Commissioner Qotor answered, “115.”

“If you can coordinate with Dr. Carrera for your support craft to help position the jamming buoys that we are constructing, it would greatly improve our strategic position here and possibly help prevent any contaminated signal from escaping,” Irons said.

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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 13: Infected Units

8.13
Infected Units

Retaking the U.S.S. Atul Goel was a step-by-step process. Once the recently freed staff had been inoculated against telepathic domination, along with the captain, Dr. Mettus Klox injected the two trill doctors in quarantine with quadropseudoprozadiazomine, a dangerously powerful neural stimulant and the only drug known to both break and block the effects of a vulcan mind-meld. Only a small amount was needed for inoculating crew who had not been subjected to the admiral’s mind-meld. This dramatically reduced the unpleasant and quite debilitating secondary effects of the drug. The two trill doctors who had been telepathically dominated needed a full dose, which was far less pleasant.

It took only a minute for the drug’s primary impact to take effect. Both doctors were immediately freed from the effects of Fleet Admiral Scumuk’s mind meld. They then braced themselves for the secondary effects - between 10-30 hours under the influence of a powerful hallucinogen.

The doctors voluntarily re-entered quarantine.


Dr. Klox handed a hypo-syringe to Captain Kelley. “1.5 cc for trills, 1 cc for humans.” He continued handing hypo-syringes to the other crew members.

“Phasers on heavy stun.” Captain John Kelley was distributing hand phasers. There were a total of 10 type-1 small hand phasers stored in the medical bay. He kept two for himself. “Avoid Admiral Scumuk if you can. If you can’t avoid him, keep your phaser on him on heavy stun for at least four seconds to make sure he’s unconscious.”

“He is an old man. That might kill him,” objected Crewman Tina Mata.

“He might kill you,” Dr. Klox countered. “He is an old vulcan and he’s still three or four times stronger than you are and resistant to the phaser’s stun effect. Four seconds.”


- * -​


Onboard the tactical unit, things had gotten a bit weird. Nearly half the computer system had become contaminated. Lt. Kenny Dolphin and Lt. Commander Mlady had to rip the contaminated circuits out, piece by piece, while Navigator Eli Strahl maintained and monitored the functioning systems to make sure the infection did not spread. Infected systems included the Tactical Medical Hologram, the holographic emitters, the transporter system, and several components within the impulse drive and the deflector arrays. While the warp drive was intact, with the deflector screen disabled, the tactical unit was dead in space for all practical purposes. Without navigational screens, the unit would be shredded by space dust and trace gasses within seconds of traveling at warp.

Dolphin and Mlady crawled about inside the bridge, then into the maintenance hatchway behind the bridge, then from there into smaller and smaller areas, removing contaminated components by hand. Several areas were too tight for Dolphin to get into. Mlady’s diminutive size became vital to removing contaminated components in those areas. They met up the torpedo tube, where they deposited the contaminated components and used atmospheric pressure to eject the various infected circuitry out of the rear torpedo tube.

This primary weaponry area below the bridge was not heated and was only pressurized on those rare occasions crew were in this area. Mlady had slowed to the point she was barely moving and Kenny Dolphin had to lift and pass her over his body into the hatch leading up to the primary maintenance crawlway behind the bridge. This process was considerably hampered by her voluminous bundles of thick, black, wavy hair. By the time he crawled up into the hatch alongside her, she was almost comatose.

This hatchway also led up into the crawlways for the engines, making it the warmest area in the tactical unit. With some difficulty, Dolphin bundled Mlady’s hair and lifted her on top of him as he crawled backward to lie on the floor of the crawlway, bringing her to lie on top of him. His body had generated a lot of heat crawling around. Mlady was so cold he could almost feel his body using hers as a heat sink.

“I really want to bite you now,” Mlady said. Her words were slow and slurred.

“Please don’t. I don’t want to be modified.” Dolphin replied.

Mlady stretched against Dolphin, laying her neck across his chest, flattening herself tightly against him, turning slightly to absorb as much of his warmth as possible. “It’s always so cold. Living among you humans. You keep your environments so cold.”

Dolphin wrapped his arms around Mlady. For someone so physically powerful and with such outsized personal presence, she was surprisingly tiny. Her bushels of dark, wavy hair made her appear almost twice as big as she actually was. Her body was tiny, but extremely muscular – even more muscular than T’Lon. It was like holding a wild animal - dense muscle and bone - restless energy.

“You miss holding her, don’t you?” Mlady’s voice was stronger now. She sounded more conscious, more coherent.

“Yes.” Dolphin knew Mlady was talking about T’Lon. There was no point lying or obfuscating in the company of so many telepathically endowed individuals. Eli Strahl was only a few feet away, on the bridge, probably doing his best to not overhear his shipmates’ thoughts.

“Humans and andorians are the warmest,” Mlady mused, sounding sleepy again. “Your body temperature is so much warmer than vulcans, denobulans, klingons, even bajorans. It’s cold on that bridge. Mr. Strahl doesn’t miss us. We both make him uncomfortable.” Her voice was even slower now. “You enjoy warming me.”

“Yes,” Dolphin admitted.

“You enjoyed feeding me.”

“Yes.” Dolphin suppressed a shudder. He wasn’t comfortable with that fact. But there was no denying it.

Mlady’s breathing became deeper, more regular, accompanied by an odd, deep vibration that seemed to permeate her neck and torso, producing a slight rumbling sound not unlike a cat’s purr, but much deeper – a powerful vibration. The sound had a profoundly soothing effect on Dolphin.

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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 14: Finishing the Job

8.14
Finishing the Job

Commissioner Rianila Qotor responded to Justice Minerva Irons’ request by ending transmission and immediately launching 110 shuttlecraft from the B.W.S.V. Vyvya and 5 interceptors from the B.W.S.V. Malinia - or that’s how it first appeared. The shuttles and interceptors were based on Star Fleet design, but both were significantly larger than their Star Fleet counterparts. The interceptors were clearly more heavily armed and armored and were capable of independent warp travel, not just restricted to warp jumps like the U.S.S. Hunter’s interceptors. The shuttles were neither armed nor armored - they were just big – nearly twice the size of a standard Star Fleet shuttlecraft.

The bolian shuttles quickly picked up all of the few thousand jamming buoys the Hunter had manufactured and immediately set about distributing them. The Vyvya then joined in manufacturing the buoys. It had taken the Hunter almost 30 hours to manufacture less than 2,000 buoys. The mammoth Vyvya manufactured the balance needed - just over 5,500, within 30 minutes.

Commander David Pepper and Lt. Sarekson Carrera watched in awe, along with others on the Hunter’s bridge as the two bolian ships and their fleet of support vessels made short work of the task the Hunter had spent nearly 30 hours to get far less than halfway done.


“B.W.S.V.? I’ve never heard that designation. I had no idea the bolians had such advanced ships,” said Flight Specialist Dih Terri, currently at the pilot’s station on the Hunter’s bridge. “That Vyvya is nearly as big as a Borg Cube.”

“Bolian Web Service Vessel,” Dr. Carrera responded. “Many of the Federation member governments maintain their own fleets in addition to their participation in Star Fleet. Bolian ships are nowhere near as fast or advanced as Star Fleet vessels. But they make up for it in size and versatility. The Vyvya is the smallest and newest of four so-called commission vessels. The biggest one is about twice as big as a Borg Cube and can carry over 18 million people. They made these things for planetary evacuation missions, but the Vyvya is special. In fact, it’s just what we need.”

“Why?” asked Dih. “Aside from carrying like about a thousand shuttlecraft, that is.”

“Star Fleet helped build the Vyvya. It’s the fastest of the bolian commission ships,” Carrera answered. “It can get up to warp 6, but more importantly, it carries four level-8 quarantine bio-labs.”

“I assume the Malinia can go faster?” Dih mused.

“Bolian warships aren’t designed to run away,” Pep responded. “They’re for planetary defense. Made to hold the line until Star Fleet shows up. The Malinia may be slow, but it’s essentially a spaceborne fortress. Bolians are one of the newest members of the Federation. Everyone has noticed their courtesy and skill at small talk. But before they joined the Federation, they turned back a number of invasions, including a serious incursion by the Nausican Collective.”

“Courtesy is their first line of defense,” Dr. Carrera observed. “Bolians are famous for talking their way out of tough spots. They send their commission ships wherever they are needed, but not their war ships. They rely on Star Fleet escorts outside of bolian space. Most people are entirely unaware the bolians even have combat vessels. It’s not something they advertise.”

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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 15: Hot Spots

8.15
Hot Spots

While her crew were watching and coordinating with their bolian counterparts to contain the contaminated quarantine radio message, Justice Minerva Irons was in her office along with Dr. Tali Shae, continuing her conversation with Commissioner Rianila Qotor. Commissioner Qotor had brought her medical director, Dr. Gyna Vadero, into the conversation as well.

“There are two contaminated hot spots at this point,” Tali said, watching the two elderly bolian women in the viewscreen just to the right of Irons’ desk. Evidently the other two women were in a very large office on the B.W.S.V. Vyvya. At age 58, Dr. Tali Shae was no spring chicken, but she was by decades the youngest of the four old women in this conversation. “We are reasonably certain that the research stations on Paleonus V are all contaminated. We were able to detect several dead bolians inside each station.”

Dr. Vadero responded. “For now, we will consecrate those stations as graves. We cannot retrieve those bodies. Paleonus V will have to remain under quarantine.”

“The other hot spot is the U.S.S. Atul Goel, which we currently believe is the point of origin,” said Justice Irons.

Dr. Vadero looked surprised. “The flagship of Star Fleet Medical?” she asked.

“Worse than that,” Irons intoned. “We believe this supervirus was designed and developed by Fleet Admiral Scumuk. It appears he is under alien control.”

“That is exceptionally bad news, your honor,” said Commissioner Qotor.

Dr. Tali Shae smiled slightly at the commissioner’s turn of phrase, similar to the way Justice Irons used the language.

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” Irons said. “This boat comes in two parts, the platform, which you see now, and the tactical unit, which can support three crew members. That unit, with my second officer on board, stopped the Atul Goel, but its computer systems were also infected. I do not know yet whether its crew have been infected – we have not had contact since advising them to physically remove any corrupted computer components.”

“We also have an officer stranded on Paleonus V,” Dr. Tali Shae added. “A Dr. Napoleon Boles, large animal life scientist.”


“I am aware of Napoleon Boles,” said Commissioner Qotor. “Bolian father, human mother. That young man has a very troubled past. What is his current situation?”


“We have provided him a hardened shelter and some advanced equipment,” Justice Irons responded. “But I am concerned the equipment we provided might have become contaminated. He vaporized the tricorder we sent him and he was the one who alerted us that the virus infects computers as well as animals.”

“I will arrange for him to be resupplied in another location,” said Commissioner Qotor. “We will advise him to destroy the contents of his current shelter.”

“That will be greatly appreciated, Commissioner. I need to take the Hunter to reconnect with our tactical unit, which is currently containing the Atul Goel. We could use your help there as well.”

“Go ahead, Justice Irons. We will follow once we have replaced the quarantine buoys around Paleonus V and supplied your Dr. Boles. I intend to destroy the contaminated Star Fleet buoys except for one. We will isolate that in one of our level-8 quarantine labs for study.”

“Just remember, that superbug was specially designed to kill bolians,” Dr. Tali Shae warned.

“We will leave that laboratory in solar orbit. We will also leave our interceptors and several support vessels in this system to make sure no one violates the quarantine.”

“Again, Commissioner, your help is greatly appreciated here,” said Justice Irons. “We will look for your arrival at the quarantine site for the Atul Goel. Hunter out.”

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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 16: Captain Rudyard John Kelley, Jr.

8.16
Captain Rudyard John Kelley, Jr.

Captain John Kelley took Chief Security Specialist Wang Chu and Crewman Tina Mata with him to retake the U.S.S. Atul Goel’s computer core. He had provided computer access to each of the seven crewmembers who had not been conditioned by Fleet Admiral Scumuk and to Crewman Mata, who had been able to break free without the use of the powerful neural stimulant quadropseudoprozadiazomine. No one else on board would be able to open any of the doors or emergency bulkheads. Or so he thought…

The critical areas to control were the bridge, medical bay and main engineering (a team of two was assigned to take and hold each of these areas), but more important than any of these was the ship’s computer core. The Atul Goel’s computer core was one deck below the medical bay, which, with the ship locked down, required passage through three emergency bulkheads on deck 6 to get to the maintenance crawlway that led down to deck 5.

Chief Wang and Captain Kelley had just dropped out of the maintenance crawlway onto deck 5 and Crewman Mata was emerging from the crawlway head first. The emergency bulkhead leading to the port side of deck 5 opened, revealing Fleet Admiral Scumuk crouched on the floor.


The elderly vulcan opened fire with his phaser at full power, first at Chief Wang, then at Captain Kelley, vaporizing each of them.


Without leaving the maintenance crawlway, Mata trained her phaser on the elderly vulcan and maintained a solid beam at the heavy stun setting. She carefully counted to four seconds, released the beam and watched. Scumuk dropped his phaser and collapsed, apparently unconscious.

Mata remained inside the maintenance hatch, observing. The admiral had dropped his phaser. A quick blast from her phaser sent the admiral’s weapon skipping across the floor and down the hallway beyond. The admiral remained motionless.


Mata counted her breaths, keeping her phaser trained on the apparently unconscious vulcan. Her heart was trying to beat its way out of her chest. She keyed her communicator: “Dr. Klox, Dr. Klox – this is Crewman Tina Mata…”

“This is Mettus Klox, go ahead Crewman…”

“Sir, I am on deck 5. Captain Kelley and Chief Wang have been vaporized. I have the admiral here – I think he’s unconscious…”

“Remain in a position of safety, Crewman. We will join you there. Keep your guard up and remember, even if Scumuk is unconscious, there may be someone else nearby. Watch your flank.”

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Review 8.11 - Well, doesn't everyone just love an apocalyptic computer virus broadcast over subspace? A horrific weapon, but one wonders why the BK would wait to release it until Hunter was on the scene or nearby? It could have been broadcast from anywhere, or multiple locations simultaneously, but this deployment seems engineered for a specific purpose...

Curiouser and curiouser.
 
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Review 8.11 - ...A horrific weapon, but one wonders why the BK would wait to release it until Hunter was on the scene or nearby?

That is a really shrewd question... Fleet Admiral Scumuk knows the answer, but will anybody else figure it out? (The question hasn't occurred to Irons yet, but she'll catch up with you.)

Review - 8.12 - Here's hoping these relief vessels bear some good surprises...

The bolians are a very capable people. And they consider the Paleonus system to be their back yard.

Review 8.13 - A wonderful character moment between the two of them...

Mlady's ethics require her to obtain permission before adding prey to her menu (by biting and injecting her venom.) She won't ask Dolphin again. He just passed up an amazing relationship - Mlady likes to play with her food.

Mlady is an omnitherm - endotherm at need, ectotherm when ambient heat is available. She keeps her quarters blazing hot - but only when she's there. She only has two people feeding her (Tali Shae and Pep), so she's hungry all the time.

Glad you enjoyed this odd little scene - Thanks!! rbs
 
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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 17: Rescuing Dr. Kim

8.17
Rescuing Dr. Kim

Commander David Pepper was in the captain’s chair as the U.S.S. Hunter linked up with the tactical unit. For more than an hour the tactical unit remained sealed while Kenny Dolphin and Mlady crawled through every section once again to verify that all of the infected sectors had been removed.

“We have reviewed the remaining crystals and neural units,” Mlady reported from the bridge of the tactical unit. “Scans of myself, Lieutenant Dolphin and Navigator Strahl all are negative. None of the remaining components are infected. All personnel are safe.”

“Not all personnel,” Dolphin interjected.

“Mr. Dolphin,” Tali Shae’s voice came in, “Mlady just reported that you, Strahl and she are in the clear, are you telling me one of you is infected?”

“Affirmative, Doctor,” said Dolphin. “Doctor Kim is infected. And she’s out there floating about a half-kilometer to our stern.”

“We cannot beam the TMH unit back aboard. It could infect the transporter system,” Dr. Shae said. “Hunter has the original schematics, we can reconstruct the Tactical Medical Hologram.”

“And lose everything she has learned since being activated,” Dolphin responded. “Your honor, let me take an interceptor. I’ll get out there, pop the bubble, go EVA and bring her back by hand.”

“You have quite the thing for Dr. Kim, don’t you,” Tali Shae teased.

“She watched me while I slept. She patched me up. We don’t leave our people behind,” Dolphin replied. “Take your pick.”

“All of the above,” Justice Irons responded. “Okay hero, choose your bird and go rescue your damsel. Irons out.”


Tali Shae was sitting in Justice Irons’ office. “Pompous ass,” she muttered quietly, earning a chuckle from Justice Irons.

“Evidently you forgot that Dolphin’s Ph.D. is in ethics, Tali,” Irons said.

“That’s what makes him a pompous ass,” Tali said, her antennae twitching.

Justice Minerva Irons stood up and straightened her neck. “Well, let’s go greet our heroes.” She gestured toward the door leading from her office onto the Hunter’s bridge and followed her best friend.


- * -​


Dr. Napoleon Boles set out once again from the shelter the Hunter’s crew had created for him, only after removing the control units from the workstation and decontamination chamber and turning these to slag with a few quick high-power blasts from his phaser. He vaporized his old communicator, keeping the new communicator provided by the Vyvya. At his request, the Vyvya had created the new shelter for him near a waterfall that was about a full day’s journey from his current location. It would be a good place for long term survival in case he never got off this planet.

With two nearly fully charged phaser rifles and an extra, fully charged hand phaser in his belt, Boles remained wary and watchful, but was not particularly worried about the many predators between him and his new shelter.

His new benefactors were far less talkative than the crew of the Hunter. Boles had left a bit of a reputation behind him on his homeworld. But that was just fine for him. A month of solitude with no conversation would drive pretty much any bolian straight out of his mind. Napoleon Boles was, however, a bit of a loner. This enjoyment of solitude was not too unusual among humans, but generally considered a sign of serious mental illness among bolians.

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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 18: The Case for Quarantine

8.18
The Case for Quarantine

Commander David Pepper stood up as Dr. Tali Shae and Justice Irons stepped onto the bridge. At the same time, Lt. Commander Mlady emerged from the hatch that led to the tactical unit.

Lt. Dolphin was next out of the hatch. As Navigator Eli Strahl followed Dolphin out of the hatch, Dr. Sarekson Carrera stepped onto the bridge from the rear entrance. He was carrying an insulated case.

“Kenny, who is going after Dr. Kim?” Carrera asked.

“I am,” Dolphin replied. “Were you listening in?”

“No, but I figured you would assign someone to pick her up. We can’t beam the TMH unit aboard,” Carrera continued. “It might contaminate the transporter.”

Tali Shae rolled her eyes, her antennae mimicking and exaggerating her eye movement.

Irons put her hand on Tali’s shoulder and said, very quietly, “Deja vu?”

Carrera handed the insulated case to Dolphin. “Please isolate her in here. Be careful not to touch any part of the TMH unit so your EVA suit is not at risk.”

“Got it,” Dolphin replied, tucking the case under his left arm. “Anything else?”

“Yes, actually. While you’re out there, just use a few quick phaser blasts to vaporize the rest of the infected components. Do the same to all the critical systems you pulled off of the Atul Goel. Let’s not leave any infected components floating around out there. Use the pulse setting so there’s no chance of infected information traveling back up the beam into your phaser.”

Dolphin looked down to his left and raised his right hand. The two men briefly clasped hands, then Dolphin exited the bridge.


Justice Irons allowed herself a private smile at this display of camaraderie between her director of flight operations and director of engineering as she sat down in the captain’s chair.

“David, please debrief the away team individually,” Irons said.

“Eli,” Pep said, “You with me. Lieutenant Commander, get some sack time, I’ll catch up with you after.”

Irons turned toward Dr. Carrera as Mlady, Pep and Eli Strahl exited the bridge. “Lieutenant, I want you to listen in and assess the situation over on the Atul Goel.” Irons signaled to Flight Specialist Joey Chin, currently at the tactical station behind her.

“Channel open, your honor,” Chin said.

“Atul Goel, this is the U.S.S. Hunter, Justice Minerva Irons commanding, please respond.” Irons watched the image of the medical ship on the main viewscreen. The Atul Goel was evidently dead in space. The front of its engine nacelles were exposed to space - only a few remaining traces of its drive plasma drifting nearby. The ship’s running lights were off. No lights could be seen in any of the windows.

Joey Chin spoke up. “Your honor, we’re receiving a communicator signal. Audio only.”

Irons signaled with two fingers and Chin put the signal through.

“Hunter, this is Dr. Mettus Klox. I was working with Captain Kelley and a few others to retake our ship. Fleet Admiral Scumuk has been sedated and is in quarantine. We have treated all the staff against telepathic domination. Unfortunately the cure is debilitating, so there are only 7 of us and we are unable to reactivate the ship’s systems.”

“Dr. Klox, this is Dr. Tali Shae, Hunter’s medical director. What did you use to treat the crew?”

“Dr. Shae, we have 21 trills and two humans enduring the secondary effects of a full dose of quadropseudoprozadiazomine,” reported the denobulan doctor. “I have them either in quarantine or under close observation in the mess. We also used it on the admiral, although he is, at the moment, unconscious.”

Irons spoke up, “Dr. Klox, I assume since you are reporting that you are currently the ranking officer. What happened to your captain?”

“Captain Kelley was vaporized by Fleet Admiral Scumuk while we were retaking the ship,” Klox responded. “Your honor, I am placing the Atul Goel under full quarantine. All crew members are latently infected. We have all recovered, except for our bolian crew members, who are all dead. But the virus is still active and it is an airborne virus.”

“Dr. Klox, you need to be aware this virus is also a computer borne virus,” Tali Shae interjected.

“Computer borne? How is that possible?”

“The virus carries in its genetic code a computer virus, which, when scanned, infects medical diagnostic equipment. It is designed to take over pretty much any replication hardware, such as a transporter or a hypo-spray unit and use that to generate more physical copies of the virus. At this point it is safe to say that all of the Atul Goel’s computer systems and probably every tricorder and every piece of medical equipment you have is also infected.”

“Dr. Klox, this is Lieutenant Sarekson Carrera, Hunter’s Director of Engineering. During the attack on your ship, our tactical unit beamed out all of your transporter control circuitry, your shields, drivers for your shuttlecraft - and much more. The mere act of transporting all of that out spread the virus in our attack vessel. We had to remove nearly half of the components from that vessel. At the moment we’re vaporizing all of that removed circuitry. Your communicator badge is also infected - we’re running the signal through a communication buoy just off your bow to decontaminte it and jam the original signal.”

“Then this ship needs to be destroyed,” Dr. Klox concluded.

“That would be my recommendation,” Dr. Carrera agreed. “We just need to find a way to get all of you off of it first - and then cured. Until we can safely evacuate your crew, you will need to remain onboard and the ship in quarantine.”


- * -​


Lt. Kenny Dolphin was piloting Interceptor 2. He had evacuated the atmosphere in the cockpit. Dolphin was wearing an EVA suit. The computer components he and Mlady had ejected from the tactical unit several hours before had spread out over an area of nearly a kilometer. He had matched speeds with the Tactical Medical Hologram unit, a plug-in component about 4” long, 2” wide and less than a quarter-inch thick.

He opened the bubble, exposing the cockpit to space and kicked off very lightly, floating slowly out of the cockpit, a tether trailing behind him. As he caught up with the TMH unit, he brought up the case Dr. Carrera had given him. He opened the case, let the TMH unit drift into it, then closed the case and released it. The case drifted away from him, but it was also connected to the same tether that connected him to the interceptor.

Dolphin brought up a phaser rifle and flipped up the targeting scanner. He used the scanner to individually target each piece of computer that he and Mlady had ejected. With the phaser at full power, set to wide beam and pulse mode, he set about vaporizing the other infected computer systems. A popup display inside his helmet had a list of these removed components and checked them off as he destroyed them.

He used slight twists and turns of his torso to alter his spin, turning very slowly to be able to continue targeting until he cleared the list. Once the list was cleared, he re-slung the phaser rifle, reached for the tether and pulled himself back into the interceptor, along with the case that contained Dr. Kim.

8.18 (of 20)​
 
Review 8.17 - Dolphin risking life and limb to rescue a hologram. That's a high-bar, ethically speaking, but he's doing the right thing for the right reasons. Meanwhile Boles continues to be an enigma, though I'm still wondering who's side he's on, other than his own.
 
Review 8.18 - Atul Goel's crew is still marooned aboard that ship, and their captain died fighting the good fight. BK truly is a bastard, using proxies to carry out his/her/it's genocidal war against mixed-species.

Glad to see Hunter is being so thorough in cleaning up the mess.
 
Review 8.17 - Dolphin risking life and limb to rescue a hologram...

Dr. Kim becomes a critically important character. Dolphin's determination to rescue her ends up quite possibly saving the bolian people and later on saves the ship. Of course, Carrera would have insisted she be rescued as well. Which also cements the friendship between Dolphin and Carrera - who started out not liking Dolphin (Ep 2.)

Review 8.18 - ...and their captain died fighting the good fight. BK truly is a bastard, using proxies to carry out his/her/it's genocidal war against mixed-species...

I hope you enjoyed Captain Kelley's dramatic death scene in 8.16... zap!

The telepath who manipulated BK#1 (Fleet Admiral Scumuk) and BK#2 (Healer Downa) will be introduced in Episode 11. He's brilliant, a supremely powerful telepath, quite mad... and he's being very subtly manipulated by an even more brilliant puppet-master who will appear right beside him aboard яйцо Анны (Anna's Egg) in 11.8. Just a hint so you'll know these guys when you meet them - the ultimate puppet-master is a popular franchise character...

Thanks!! rbs
 
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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 19: The U.S.S. Atul Goel

8.19
The U.S.S. Atul Goel

The arrival of the B.W.S.V. Vyvya and B.W.S.V. Malinia nearly 40 hours after the U.S.S. Hunter’s arrival at the quarantine site for the U.S.S. Atul Goel brought home to the Hunter’s crew how spoiled they had become to traveling at extremely high speeds using recursive warp, also known as the zip drive. The Vyvya and Malinia had been traveling at warp 5, obeying the Federation’s speed limit as the emergency had been, for the moment, contained.

The Vyvya disgorged one of its level-8 quarantine labs, which then maneuvered alongside the Atul Goel and docked with the defunct medical ship. Transporting howling, frightened, hallucinating crew members from the Atul Goel by walking them into the quarantine lab was a slow, difficult task for Dr. Klox and his small team. The affected crew members could only be moved one at a time. But the lab was well apportioned enough to afford individual accommodations for each.

30 surviving crew members from Atul Goel. 13 survivors from Paleonus V. And finally, in a straitjacket and fastened firmly to a gurney, Fleet Admiral Scumuk, his head rolling, eyes unfocused, raving incoherently. The only words he said were, “You must go to the library! The library! Go to the library!” endlessly repeated.


Justice Minerva Irons was in communication with Dr. Mettus Klox as the Vyvya’s quarantine unit undocked and moved away from the now evacuated Atul Goel.

“I am only a second lieutenant, your honor,” said the denobulan doctor. “I’m not certain this is my decision to make.”

“Lieutenant Klox, you are the commanding officer of the Atul Goel,” Irons replied. “You are the only person who can make this decision.”

Dr. Klox sighed. “I never wanted to command a star ship. I only joined Star Fleet because I fell in love and it was going to be the only way for me to stay close to my first wife. Five years ago I was just a simple country doctor. Now both my wives are in Star Fleet - which means I am too. Probably for life.”

Klox sighed again, then keyed his communicator. “Atul Goel, this is Lieutenant Klox, commanding. Execute order 86. Keyword - papaya.”

Captain Kelley had preemptively authorized self-destruct hours earlier; Dr. Klox’s order completed the sequence. The Atul Goel’s self-destruct mechanism was designed to dissolve the ship from within rather than causing it to explode and possibly allowing any contaminants to escape. Instead of blowing up, the Atul Goel gradually collapsed into itself in a molten foam of molecular acid. The ship’s hull was the last part to dissolve.


Justice Minerva Irons and her executive staff watched a holographic representation of the Atul Goel’s final moments in the Hunter’s executive conference room.

Irons turned to her people. “So, does anyone have any idea what the admiral was talking about? What library?”

8.19 (of 20)​
 
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Star Trek Hunter
Episode 8: The Bolian Web
Scene 20: A Dangerous Assignment

8.20
A Dangerous Assignment

Lt. Kenny Dolphin was disconcerted to find himself summoned not to the captain’s office, but to her stateroom. Justice Irons’ stateroom was the same size as the executive conference room. It was the only one of the three staterooms on board large enough to have a separate sitting room. The area immediately around her couch and armchair was brightly lit, leaving the rest of her chambers in darkness and giving her rooms the illusion of depth, ambient space. Dolphin sat at one end of a brightly lit, simple, but plush green couch and tried to relax.

The justice sat across from him in a matching armchair. She was a distractingly beautiful woman, made even more distracting because of her penchant for black silk dresses that emphasized her taut, slender figure. Irons was a Star Fleet officer, but Dolphin had never seen her in uniform. She usually wore opaque black stockings with her almost scandalously short dresses, but not tonight. If Helen of Troy had a face that could launch 10,000 ships, Justice Minerva Irons had legs that would cause them all to veer off course and run into each other. Given her regal bearing, she managed to be simultaneously unbearably alluring and completely unattainable.


“I want to send you into danger, Lieutenant. Alone. But only if this is a mission that you want to take on. I am not asking you to spy or provide any intelligence. Only to respond honestly to an invitation and while you’re there, to speak your mind. I do not think you will be in any danger of bodily harm – more a danger of opening old wounds.”

Dolphin didn’t respond, simply awaited more information. The light fell brightly on Justice Irons’ legs, the light leopard spotting along the sides of her legs that were evidence of recent trill ancestry, her hands folded elegantly in her lap, fingernails and toenails perfectly manicured with a clear lacquer that emphasized her natural colors. Her face was more dimly lit, making her eyes pools of darkness.

It was exceptionally difficult for Dolphin to maintain her gaze and his only way of dealing with that was to call on a reserve of self-control that had gotten him through very rough times during his professorship at Harvard. His last few years there had been hellish as his popularity and popular misconceptions about his writings had brought both more applications for enrollment and more controversy to the Harvard Philosophy Department than that department had ever seen since the founding of the university.

Irons allowed the silence to linger, watching her director of flight operations – evaluating and appreciating his display of resolve and self-control under duress. After two full minutes of silence – that seemed like two hours to Dolphin – Irons smiled slightly, then said, “Hunter, display the message we received last night for Dr. Dolphin.”


Another overstuffed armchair appeared near the other end of the couch – a brown leather chair that did not match the room’s décor. Governor Emory Ivonovic was seated in it, wearing a simple but elegantly tailored gray suit – or rather, a holographic representation of the gray-suited governor was seated in a holographic representation of a brown leather armchair.

“Dr. Dolphin, I am certain I do not need to introduce myself. You may be aware that recently I have been interviewing relevant individuals on Subspace Radio Ivonovic. My followers have overwhelmingly asked for me to interview you and there is no one more relevant to the concerns of the naturalborn than you are.

“Very few people know that you joined Star Fleet, but there are some who do and word has made its way to me that you are actually part of the crew that arrested me seven months ago. I want to assure you that I bear you no ill will over that incident. I understand that you joined that crew on the same day that I was arrested.

“I am asking you to come to the Colony of New Hope and meet my representatives in the town of Pilgrim’s Landing. There, they will take you offworld to meet me in an undisclosed location for an interview to be broadcast over Subspace Radio Ivonovic. I will broadcast the interview in its entirety, only redacting those parts that you want to keep from being broadcast. You will be treated as an honored guest and safely returned to Pilgrim’s Landing, whence you can make your way back to your post.

“This is an invitation only, Dr. Dolphin. I am told you are a private man and that you stopped making public appearances to speak about your books after leaving Harvard University. Under duress as I understand it. If you decide not to come, I will respect your privacy. But a lot of people really want to hear what you think about things – now more than ever. This is an open invitation and it will remain open as long as I am producing Subspace Radio Ivonovic.

“Thank you for your time, Dr. Dolphin. I very much look forward to meeting you in person.” The governor’s image, along with his armchair, faded.


Dolphin sat for a full minute, silently, head rolled back, eyes unfocused, thinking. He took a deep breath and looked over at Justice Irons.

“I’ll do it…”

8 - The Bolian Web

This is the final scene for Episode 8. The adventure continues in Episode 9: The Library.

You might have noticed that the introductory quotes for Episodes 2, 5 & 7 are attributed to:
Dr. Kenny Dolphin, Interview on Subspace Radio Ivonovic.​

That interview is coming up...
 
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A lot to unpack here. Atul Goel goes out with a whimper, a mysterious reference to a library, and a troubling invitation for Dolphin which is certain to re-open a lot of old wounds, both for him and for the entire Federation.

During Dolphin's meeting with Irons, I half expected him to ask, "Mrs. Robinson, are you trying to seduce me?" :lol: Was the sexual tension there all in Dolphin's head, or was that a deliberate tactic on Irons' part to elicit compliance from him?

I eagerly await the next installment...
 
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