ILLUMINARRPG: (-86- 0805)- SFI Lieutenant Able Breckinridge-

[Charles Gatling]

Mission:  Death in the Shadows
Day: -86
Stardate: 2445.11.06

(Altair IV- Orbit - Defensive Station 7 - SFI Lieutenant Able Breckinridge-
0805)

Being a Lieutenant wasn't bad, being one in Starfleet's intelligence
division was very good. Being a member of section 13 was even better
because it put you in the upper echelon of the craftiest and most elusive.
Section 13 had culled some of the most brilliant minds from throughout the
Federation and had made stellar leaps in technology since the Andorians had
taken their ball and gone home. Breckinridge was still a teenager when that
had  happened but old enough to understand the repercussions. The
Federation had been sold out, both by the blue skinned antenna heads and
its own politicians who had groveled at their feet. The overall fleet
aspect hadn't been in his mind back then and he had only come to understand
it later after observing things from the inside.

The Federation had been emasculated with a swift and severe stroke and few
ships in the fleet had escaped its reach. Some like the Wraith had been
prioritized for refit because of their utility. The USS Wraith had a phase
cloak which made it invaluable for keeping an eye on friend and foe alike
but ships of the line otherwise hadn't been substantially upgraded. They
had been antiquated, steaming piles of dung for the most part and tasked
with defending crumbling borders.

Not within Starfleet Intelligence Branch Section 13 though. The fleet yards
for fabrabrication were hidden and their technology outstripped those old
battle boats. That is until the last two years. Section 13 had been found
to be complicit in plots within plots due to President Atremi and the CinC
being uncovered as conspirators in the catastrophic wake wrought by the
devastation bomb on Earth along with a number of operatives within
Intelligence. Section 13's plot to launch a takeover strike of Earth after
the sacking of the Admiralty had also been ferreted out due to the
interference of former operative Jaelle Foxglove. Breckinridge himself had
escaped the resulting purge along with a number of others and found new
ground from which to operate.

Their former commanders who had orchestrated the exodus had made it out
mostly with a whole skin, a few were exposed and caught. Able and the
others had taken on new identities in their new stations. Like this one
here, Lieutenant in charge of communications on a defensive Station set up
for the purpose of enforcing the interdiction of this off limits planet.
Because what would happen to the Federation if this technology ever got off
planet?

The very thought gave him chills. A civilization unknowingly playing God
had wiped itself from existence, everywhere. All that was left of it was
beneath the surface of an outwardly peaceful world.

He moved to the window to look down upon the "other" red planet. This one
well able to support life if anyone was insane enough to settle there.

He shuddered and moved through the door and strode through the hall. This
defensive platform had undergone some changes in the last two years. Slowly
so as not to draw interest. More and more of the staff were now from his
former haunts and one of the bays had been converted. The commanding
officer of the station had signed off on a little weapons research project
which was still growing as former Section 13 scientists drifted in, routed
there by a friendly in place within Starfleet bureaucracy.

They were hiding "in plain sight" but in order to grow further more changes
were going to have to take place. The CO had also been getting nosy lately
at some of the equipment that had been brought in and the ships that
carried them.

Perhaps he was beginning to regret signing off on the project. So far he
hadn't relayed anything of his concerns on, Breckinridge knew that because
he kept track of incoming and outgoing communications, that was his job.
Soon there was going to be a "blackout" and a change of leadership.

In the meanwhile he had preparations to make.

(Reply: None)

(Posted by Charles G)




Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240


"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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