Into the Unknown - Part I

Posted on Fri Mar 21st, 2025 @ 3:34pm by Lieutenant Commander Oscar McDonald MD & Lieutenant Commander Dr. Henry McEntyre, Ph.D & Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami & Lieutenant Fang Lee & Lieutenant Lanna Alexander & Lieutenant JG Zai
Edited on on Sun Mar 23rd, 2025 @ 5:19pm

1,139 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Stars Around the Well
Location: USS Arcadia Bridge and Sickbay
Timeline: Current

ON:

With the captain in Sickbay, and Fang having sent someone to watch over him it was time for them to figure out how to get into a mess they probably should stay out of of. Fang had all hands on deck. He stepped out of the ready room and walked over to helm. He sighed. "Walker when this is over I have to speak to you." He left it at that and walked away over to the big chair.

Sab muttered something under his breath. What could that horse's ... Shaking it off he entered some coordinates on his panel. "Helm ready at your mark sir."

Fang looked around the bridge. "Adri, put me on speaker."

Adrianna nodded and pressed a few buttons on her console, "live to the ship, sir."

"Attention Arcadia crew. All decks prepare. The ship is heading into the unknown in the hopes of finding those who were lost. Nobody knows what we'll find in there but all crew on alert. It may or may not be a rough ride but brace for all possibilities." He gave Adri the cut motion.

He turned to the bridge crew. "Everyone ready?"

Sabastian sighed. "Helm ready."

Zai, who'd come up from Engineering said, "Engineering ready."

Adrianna nodded her agreement in being ready, but in truth, she was only half listening. She was listening to what may have been incoming transmissions. Whatever it was, it was getting louder. Perhaps just n error with the system this close to something strange.

Fang looked over at Adri. "Open a channel to sickbay."

"Bridge to Medical, channel open, sir," Adrianna replied back, quickly.

"Doctor McDonald please brace for possible rough waters. We don't know what it will be like when we enter the anomalies."

“Understood,” came a single word reply before the Chief Medical Officer began calling out instructions and barking at the captain’s ‘babysitter’ to get out from under their feet.

As if the Gods had heard him just as his warning of rough waters hit so too did the reality.

Adrianna yelped, throwing the headset off putting her hands over her ears as if to alleviate pain. She looked over to Fang, "sir, I don't know what that was, but I heard it coming. And there's another one coming behind it-- like waves of static."

“Not just static!” Lanna sat giving an equally pained expression to that of Adrianna. “I felt that wave. I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

In the medical bay the first wave had been less than McDonald expected. “Reminds me of my honeymoon cruise,” he said as he grabbed a box threatening to fall from the shelf nearby.

“Which one?” Dr. O’Connor asked with a teasing grin.

“Second,” he answered before frowning, “no, actually, the third.”

“Easy mist -“ his friend’s words were cut short as this time the ship seemed to be thrown about like a child’s toy, up became down as the power flickered and all hell seems to break lose around him until they were plunged into darkness.

On the bridge the systems were there one minute and then gone the next.

"Report!" Fang barked standing up as another wave hit but this one just rocking the ship like an ocean wave.

"I'm starting to feel sea sick." Sabastian said.

Fang snorted then shook his head. "I don't care I mean the ship."

"All systems down. Engineering is .... not responding," this from Zai.

"Zai get down there I want power!" As if the demons of space heard him they gave him power but in the form of a monster wave that shook the ship from top to bottom.

"Sir, there's a third wave coming," Adrianna braced, taking off the headset again and looked to Lanna. The ship being plunged into emergency lighting.

Lanna was trying her hardest to keep her mental barriers up against the waves of, whatever it was, that was washing over them. To say she was getting a headache was an understatement. “Whatever this…wave is, it’s giving me one hell of a headache!”

Fang sighed. He was about to tell Adri to call medical but....the power was down and out. A curse that would make a sailor blush pulled his eyes towards the helm. "What?"

"We're being pulled into the space a-hole."

"Language Walker!" The ship began to shake violently. "Brace! He yelled. Shit!"

"Language Lee." Sabastian shot back.

Fang snorted despite the dire position they were in. His estimation of Walker went up a tiny bit. "Counselor into the command chair and hold on! Science anything before the power went out?"

Henry turned toward the center chair. “Only that we’re being pulled into the space asshole” he said bluntly, sternly, scientifically with a hint of a smile behind it.

Lanna couldn’t help but smirk at that as she swapped into the center seat and held on tightly.

"Ha! I knew I liked you McEntyre!" Fang paused. "If we need to vent excess gas though....I suggest air locking Walker."

Sabastian sniffled. "You just made all the Engineers and our unending need to vent people out the airlock proud."

Fang grinned. "Yeah...so.." He said as the shaking subsided for a moment. "I feel like I should say something...Captiny and motivating while we're powerless and being sucked into the space toilet." He paused again. "Um...don't die. Go team." He pumped his fist in the air just as the shaking started back up and he had to grab the center rail.

"Madonna, the humor on deck is worse than a room of teenage boys," Adrianna muttered before adding, "how about: we have faced worse. Let's get this ship back on track and go rescue some merde."

Sab snorted. Someone yelled. "Incoming!" Just seconds before another wave and the ship finally was pulled into whatever hell awaited them.



:: Medical Bay ::

He was getting too old for this … grimacing from an ache in his knees and too many other places to count, McDonald hauled himself to his feet as the ship seemed to finally settle on which way was up and which was down. At least for a moment. As the emergency lights flickered off and on a few times before stabilizing, his eyes swept the room and his heart sank.

So much damage -

Stepping over a broken display, the fragments breaking underfoot, he helped Ensign Mathers to her feet. A cursory glance assured him she was perhaps disorientated but otherwise unharmed, he hurried to his office where he had told the captain to wait out his period of observation.

“Captain? Are you alright?” He called out as the lights flickered again and an alarm began to blare. “Someone find out what the hell that is!”

"A damn brown out of some sort" croaked response.


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