Re: Chapter 07: Cost of Truth
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[ LT Daniel Havenborn | Cockpit | AC-307 Mark-II Valkyrie “Grey Wolf-01”] Attn: Auctor, Tancredi, anyone I missed
Daniel watched as the remaining interceptors had either broken off their assault or were currently engaged with other fighters. He scanned the area for what was left of his squad finding that just Tancredi was left, her shuttle had a few fighters providing escort for the moment. He silently cursed Captain Hawthorne for sending his people to attack them; he’d lost more than ninety percent of his squadron in less than an hour. That was more than the losses they’d incurred during their trip home. Tancredi’s shuttle looked beat up and as was his way he’d make sure that she landed before him.
Daniel heard the orders from the Theurgy to land in their docking bay; he’d not be able to return to the Federation after all it seemed. He’d been shunned from his home on Mars and now he couldn’t even return to his adopted home. “Salvo to Meony, orders are to land in the Theurgy upper shuttle bay. Make your approach now; I’ll be right behind you.” He said into the squadron channel. If they were the last two fighters from the Resolve than this was likely his last command as a squadron leader and he was going to do it right and protect the last member of his squadron that he knew for a fact was alive, besides Knight who was behind him.
Hearing an acknowledgement from Ensign Tancredi he took up a defensive position of the shuttle and watched as it moved into the shuttle bay. Now it was his turn, he scanned the battlefield once again committing it to his memory, then maneuvered his craft around and lined it up with the shuttle bay. A moment later he was slowing down and he felt the unmistakable feeling of a tractor beam helping guide him inside, a few moments later he felt his fighter land on the deck and for the first time since they had launched he relaxed and let out a long sigh. “You holding up okay Knight?” A moment passed as another fighter landed into the bay before he heard Knight speak.
“With all that’s happened, no. Not at all.” Came the reply from his RIO. “Hold it together Uriah, I still need all the pilots I can get.” Daniel heard an affirmative come from him and then a technician tapped on the cockpit window giving the universal sign for him to open up the cockpit. He pressed the button and heard the audible hiss as the depressurized cockpit met a pressurized atmosphere. He removed his helmet a moment later and breathed in deep, when the tech offered to help him he declined. “I’m alright, just been breathing recycled air for awhile.” He said as another fighter landed and was guided into an open berth. “Actually there is something you could do for me, could you find out if any of my fighter pilots were rescued and brought onboard your ship and then direct me to their location.” Daniel asked the technician. The man nodded and went to speak to another officer; while he did that Daniel slowly got up and looked back at Uriah who had finally removed his helmet. “It’ll be okay, Uriah. Just stay with the fighter for now.” He reached in and grabbed the tactical/soft case from the floor of the fighter and then slowly climbed down the ladder and felt the deck plating beneath his feet.
As he saw the technician walking back he strapped the tactical/soft case to his thigh and listened to the man report in that the only other member of the Resolve’s fighter group to survive was in sickbay currently. Daniel looked up at Uriah who nodded and he thanked the technician; then decided to make his way to see how Ensign K’Ren was doing. Hopefully she’d be flying again in no time, though he wasn’t really sure what she’d be flying.