<html><head></head><body><div class="yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family:Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><div><span id="ydp522018fbdocs-internal-guid-f22ea206-7fff-ad56-b753-718e60a2f8f5"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mission: The Flames of Purity</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Day: 16 </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Stardate: 2445.09.16</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(USS Exeter - Bridge – CSO Lt JG Erin Cortez – 0815)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Erin sighed as the sight of the Bird of Prey exploding filled the viewscreen. Knowing their crew was safe was something but the thought of those aboard the klingon vessel that they hadn’t been able to save filled her mind.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Even though they had kidnapped the crew of the Exeter, there had been hope that they would be able to take them on board and offer them a chance. Now, they had none. The fifteen that they had managed to rescue was something.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Looking down at her console as they continued towards where Ailynn was, Erin’s brow furrowed. ~What the hell is that?~ she thought to herself. The data coming from the sensors was a little confusing but she knew enough to know that it wasn’t good.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Sir?”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(Reply Trip)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Not to be the one to state the obvious but we have a problem.”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(Reply Trip)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“I’m reading several energy build ups around the location where Lieutenant Bracken is.”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(Reply Trip)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“I’m…. well, sir, i don’t know. It’s like nothing i have ever seen before. All i can say is we need to get there and fast because something is building up down there and it can’t be good.”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding: 10pt 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(Reply Trip, Any)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(Posted by Jackie)</span></p><div><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></span></div></span></div><br></div></div></body></html>