1.1 Through fire and flames

Mission one The USS Whitestar is newly from mothballs. The crew of her are just arriving, and all is still in shambles. Commander Nathan Hawke Is going to have ameltdown, and is stressing out. The USS Whitestar needs to be out of space dock in a week. Will they be able to do such a thing for this small ship, and crew?

Good luck guys!

ON: TRANSPORTER ROOM 1

Lieutenant Fontana beamed into a dark, dirty transporter room.It looked like the ship yard only got the emergency lights up and running, but not much else. The USS Antares had to perform a manual transport, as the transporters on the Whitestar weren't up yet.

"What a mess," Bruce said to no one in particular as he flipped a large piece of metal off of the pad with his foot. Bruce picked up his bag and carefully stepped off the transporter pad. When he headed toward the door, it only opened about half way, squeaking all the way. So he pushed it open all the way and walked out.

Layers of dust and damage covered everything in the corridor. The ship looked as if it was stored after the Dominion War. It seemed like he was the only one on board, or at least one of the first. So Bruce headed for his quarters using the Jefferies Tube, not trusting the turbolifts yet. He didn't expect it to be in any better shape. Once he put his stuff away, then he'll head to the Bridge.

"Maybe it's not too late to transfer back to the Antares", he thought.

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TO BE CONTINUED

Lieutenant Bruce Fontana
Executive Officer
USS Whitestar

Nathan was looking at the Ship from the outside...And WOW it was in bad shape. It was terriable. There looked like it was in a serious fight. "Where did this ship come from...I thought i was applying for the USS Whitestar...A nova class...Not a Piece of shit!" Nathan said looking at the admiral. The Admiral looked disappointed. "She went through the Dominion War." The admiral said. Nathan Nodded. "Very well...Ill take a shuttle. How much did they get working, and what time do we need to leave at?" Nathan said.

"One Week. Main Lights...Turbo Lifts...Thrusters..." The admiral said. Nathan dropped his bag."No way. And in one week? Dear god. I need to go." Nathan said picking up his bags, and running to the transporter. Nathan Beamed down to the USS Whitestar. Wow It was Dark...Emergency lights were the only thing on at the time. Nathan walked off the transporter pad and walked to an half open door. Nathan rolled his eyes. Nathan took the Tubes to get to his quarters and sat the bags down.

Nathan looked up, and gave a silent pray. "I hope my XO is on the ship." Nathan said. "Bruce Fontana..Report to the bridge...The turbo lifts work." Nathan said. Pressing his badge. Nathan walked to the turbo lift and went to the bridge...It was in a mess. It was bad..."Oh my god." Nathan simply said looking at the dark dark, Ruined bridge of the Nova Class USS Whitestar..A lone survivor of the Dominon way..It was in some serious trouble...

Darren was transported onto the bridge of the whitestar. He loved having to rough it in a battered ship. He walked over to the Captain, "Captain, I'm Lieutenant JG Alexander"

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Nathan looked around his bridge..."wow." He simply said. Suddenly a beam was appearing. "Good to have you lt...were going to need all the help we can get."
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Sparkey beamed aboard bridge. his backpack over his shoulder. "jesus what a hell hole" he looked at the captain and the Lt. he saluted "Captian Hawke sir! Lt Mark Harwell sir, Hammerheads Marine detachment XO sir reporting. his uniform was different from theres his was camoflage with the marine unit symbol on the arm and his rank tabs on his neck.

==Deck 4, Section 2==
Lieutenant Fontana finally found his quarters on Deck 4. He had better luck opening this door than the last ones. He stepped inside and sighed. It was a mess, but at least he didn't have to clean up someone else's belongings.

"Bruce Fontana..Report to the bridge...The turbo lifts work," he heard the comm system spout. He dropped his bag. It seemed that the main computer was coming online; the comm works. He headed out of his quarters and toward the turbolift.

==Bridge==

Bruce stepped out of the turbolift to a scene of horror. The Bridge was a disaster! He was going to have to look up the service record of this ship. He saw his CO and a couple of others. He stepped out and sighed, then said, "Bruce Fontana, reporting as ordered, sir." He, and the crew, had a lot of work to do.

"Jeasus...We need to get to work. Welcome to the ship of hell." Nathan said with a smile. "Well Main lights should be up in a matter of seconds.." Nathan said clicking a button. The lighters started to flicker on, and they turned on. "thats better...Don't look so bad now." Nathan said..."Lets get to work." Nathan said as the turbo lift doors opened. "Hello my new XO.Its not to late to transfer if you wish..We have alot of work to do in very little time."
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"Aye sir" said Darren

Nikki was on the transporter padd of the USS White Star she could not believe what she was seeing. The ship from head to toe was a mess at least thought Nikki as she looked around and started to get depressed instantly. " What have I gotten myself into " asked Nikki as she looked at the chief petty officer at the controls.

She smiled as she asked him " Permission to come board " asked Nikki as she waited for his response. It did not take long for the chief to respond. " Granted and welcome aboard ma'am " said the chief.

Nikki then got off the padd and then asked " Chief what happen to this ship she looks like she went to hell and back " said Nikki. " She does indeed Lieutenant I believe the Captain is on the bridge he wants you to see you, I will take your bags to your quarters and welcome board I assume your days are going to be long for a while " insisted the Chief.

Nikki walked to the bridge of the USS White Star and it was more depressing than the transporter room, she walked over to the command chair but did not see the Captain there she kept looking around and noticed there was a man near the helm she got a better look and saw it was the Captain.

" Captain Hawke " simply said Nikki.

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" Lieutenant Junior Grade Nicole Johnstone reporting as ordered sir " said Nikki with a clear and crisp tone. She stood at the position of attention. She waited for him to accept her assignment to the White Star.

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Bruce looked around and said, "Thanks, Captain. I think I'll get right to work, assigning most of the incoming crew to work on the primary systems first." He ran his hand over the railing, looked at it in distain, and wiped it on his jacket. "We can dust later."

Saaren knew something was wrong. It wasn't life-threatening, not even particularly dangerous, but still wrong, and anything wrong tended to bother him. Thus, when the transport ended and he was standing in the transporter room of the USS Whitestar, he replied to the technician's greeting by stating, "Crewman, the phase transition coils are approximately 2.64 microns out of alignment. Please have them re-aligned before I have to transport again. The effects are slightly... nauseating." The tone of voice he used was so perfectly deadpan that his Vulcan mother would have been proud of him... if she'd permitted herself to feel the emotion of pride, that is.

"Uh, yes, Doctor... er... Lieutenant." the crewman stammered.

"Either form of address is acceptable," Saaren replied. Then he decided to drop the Vulcan act. "Relax, I don't make a habit out of biting the heads off crewmen. It tends to decrease crew morale." He let the right side of his mouth bend into a crooked smile. "I'm sorry for snapping at you. I would appreciate it if you'd get the transporter serviced soon, though... and so would the people assigned to clean the transporter rooms, I'm sure."

"Yes, sir, I'm taking it offline now. Was there anything else you needed before I begin the re-alignment?"

"Just directions to my quarters, I think."

The crewman handed Saaren a PADD. "It's marked on the map I loaded onto this PADD. These Nova-class ships are small, but their corridors are real mazes."

"Very thoughtful. Thank you." Saaren took the PADD and strode towards the door. As it opened, he heard the crewman mutter, "I'll be a Tellarite's uncle... 2.64 microns out of alignment, exactly."

"I have very sensitive inner ears," Saaren says over his shoulder, allowing the crewman to see a grin on his face. Then he turns down the corridor towards his quarters.

sparkey sighed and walked to the bridge after dumping his bag in his quarters. he looked at the captain "need an extra pair of hands sir? i know im a marine but i can still help out if required"

Nathan nodded at all of his men. He unbuttoned the top part of his unifrom, and rolled up his sleves.."Lets get to work. Sparkey, I want you to Start working with my Tatical Officer here, and see about weapons. Fontana and I will work on Some Main Power." Nathan said with a puff of air. "Its going to take awhile...Lets get to work."
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Sparkey looked at the captain as he spoke and then saluted "yes captain ill get right on it!"

he walked over to darren "where you want me lt?"

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