The Captured Change Hands

Posted on Sun Mar 1st, 2020 @ 3:25am by Chief Warrant Officer Ryi "Taffy" Amlari
Edited on on Fri Jan 1st, 2021 @ 5:18pm

Mission: Mission 33: Losing the Peace
Location: Various Locations - Romulan Ship
Timeline: 1300Hrs - May 29th, 2391

The three pilots were prodded and pushed forward to the transport by the three commandos. Three Reman commandos, a large male, a fat male, and a lean male, and two Romulan officers, a Decurion and a Uhlan, stood outside the small ship.

The Decurion stepped forward. "Are these all the pilots?" He asked the commandos.

"Yes Decurion." A Reman answered and then transferred custody over to the transport crew.

After the pilots were loaded the transport left the hangar. The two Romulans went to the front to pilot the ship while the three Remans sat in back with the prisoners. As Froststorm sat in the hold she wondered what would happen to her.

"Where are they going to do with us?" A pilot named Howe asked Frosty.

The large Reman male came over and kicked Howe in the gut. "Quiet scum!".

"Why do we keep these prisoners alive?" the fat Reman asked. "The have no further use?"

"Because we can exchange them for our own officers you oaf." the Uhlan scolded the Reman.

The fat Reman snorted. "Anyone weak enough to be captured deserves their pathetic fate."

"Easy for you to say that Molak." the lean Reman told the fat one. "You have never seen any real combat."

"While I must endure the sharp tongues of Romulans I do not have to endure yours Noro." Molek pointed his fat finger at the warrior.

"You seem to endure food rather easily." Noro stated with a smirk on his face. At Noro's comment the large Reman started to laugh.

The last comment was too much for Molek to take. He stood up and drew a dagger from his belt. "Now, let us see if your blade is as sharp as your tongue." he told the Noro.

Noro stood up and drew his dagger. "I have nothing to fear if your blade is as dull as your wit." The large Reman male smiled as he watched the fight unfold.

"Stop it now you two!" the Uhlan shouted.

It was in vain as both commandos went after each other. It was no contest as Noro was both faster and more experienced. Molek fell to the deck clutching his fat throat. His green blood flowed freely all over the deck.

"Put him under arrest!" The Uhlan screamed, his face bright green. The large male shrugged and produced another set of shackles. Noro pulled his disruptor and shot the surprised Reman.

"Traitor!" the Uhlan shouted as he trained his disruptor on Noro. He shot him and he fell to the deck. The Decurion shot and killed the Uhlan.

Slowly, Noro stood up. "Are you alright?" the Decurion asked.

"Yes but I am in a lot of pain." Noro responded. "He had his weapon set to kill." Noro and the Decurion put their weapons away.

"Why did you do that?" Frost Storm asked in a weak voice.

"Our loyalties are to not to the Romulan Empire." Noro answered.

"Thank you." Frosty told Noro.

"Why are you thanking us?" the Decurion asked. "We just have different uses for you." he ominously told them.

"So you aren't going to let us go?" a pilot named Trasker asked.

"No, you are needed by Master Nuhlwrath." the Decurion answered.

"Who is that?" Howe asked.

"Soon you will learn." Noro told them as he moved the body of the Uhlan into the passenger hold. "Until then, you need to rest." He told the four pilots before closing the bulkhead door.

In the dim light another pilot named Mendoza spoke up. "Frost Storm, what does this mean?" he asked.

Before she could answer a gas was introduced to the chamber and the four fell asleep.