Unhappy with a new treaty, Federation Colonists along the Cardassian border have banded together. Calling themselves 'The Maquis', they continue to fight the Cardassians. Some consider them heroes, but to the governments of the Federation and Cardassia, they are outlaws.
[Maquis ship]
A massive Cardassian ship is firing at a tiny little vessel. "Damage report." said Chakotay, he seemed to be a Native American with a tattoo on his forehead above his right eyebrow.
"Shields at sixty percent." said the Vulcan, he was named Tuvok and was actually undercover.
"A fuel line has ruptured. Attempting to compensate. Damn it! We're barely maintaining impulse. I can't get any more out of it." said B'Elanna, she was a half Klingon half Human, raised on Qo'nos the Klingon homeworld.
"be creative!" snapped Chakotay. A woman to B'Elanna's left smirked slightly.
"how am I supposed to be creative with a thirty nine year old rebuilt engine?" asked B'Elanna.
"Chakotay, we're recieving a transmission" said a woman beside B'Elanna.
She was a Bajoran, her name's Nova Grante, she's the Val Jean's Communications Officer, because Nova was Bajoran, she grew up during the Occupation of Bajor meaning she grew up hating Cardassians and a soon as she could, Nova joined the Maquis.
Unlike most Bajoran's Nova and her parents were a little different, they used their names like human's did, given name and then family name rather than the Bajoran custom of family name and then given name.
"Maquis ship, this is Gul Evek of the Cardassian Fourth Order. Cut your engines and prepare to surrender or we will d--" said Gul Evek on the viewscreen, a nod from Chakotay and Nova cuts the transmission, she was smilingly smugly at that.
"Initiating evasive pattern omega. Mark." said Chakotay.
"Shields at fifty percent." said Tuvok.
"I need more power if we're going to make it to the Badlands." said Chakotay, when B'Elanna came up with an idea. "Take the weapons offline. We'll transfer all power to the engines." she said.
"Considering the circumstances, I question that proposal at this time." said Tuvok.
"What does it matter? We're not making a dent in their shields anyway! You wanted creative." said B'Elanna.
"Tuvok, shut down all the phaser banks. If you can give me another thirty seconds at full impulse, I'll get us into the Badlands." said Chakotay.
"Phasers offline." said Tuvok.
"Throw the last photons at them and then give me the power from the torpedo system." said Chakotay.
"Acknowledged. Firing photons." answered Tuvok, two torpedoes explode against the Cardassian ship.
"Are you reading any plasma storms ahead?" asked Nova looking at Tuvok's screen.
Nova had a multitude of skills however, her best skill by far was fighting, so had she gone to the Academy, Nova would've probably requested to be made chief security officer on a Starship.
"One. Co-ordinates one seven one, mark four three." replied Tuvok.
"That's where I'm going." said Chakotay.
Nova sat down again next to B'Elanna "plasma storm density increasing by fourteen percent. Twenty. Twenty five." said Tuvok.
"Hold on!" said Chakotay.
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The Ex-Maquis | A Star Trek: Voyager/Tom Paris fanfiction
FanfictionNova Grante is a Bajoran woman, and part of the Maquis, she was raised on Bajor. Because of this the first chance she got, Nova joined the Maquis. After getting thrown 70,000 light years away from home Nova's stuck on a ship with Starfleet people, p...
