The Dimensional Quest Part II: Galactic Peril

Chapter 19

Neptune's head sits on her arms on the side of Peashy's bed.

"How you doing kiddo?"

The little girl motions her head to the glass beside her.

"Water, please."

Neptune brings the cup to Peashy's lips, who takes a few sips.

IF steps in, then knocks the door to notify Neptune of her presence.

"You said you needed me?"

"Mhm. Compa and I will be on the command floor for a bit. Think you can watch Peashy?"

"Of course."

"Alright Worf, ya up for some Tactical?" Daffy asks.

"Always am."

Compa arrives alongside Neptune, holding an emergency medical kit.

"Any way I can help?" Nep wonders.

Daffy looks around the command floor.

"Not really. Buuuut you could sit next to me," Daffy offers, patting the chair next to him.

Nep instead sits in a chair across the command floor.

The three ships zoom through a vortex, and are greeted by Pluto.

"Daffy and the our other ship are right behind us," Fury's pilot tells him.

"Get the other captains on screen."

Daffy and the captain of the other S.H.I.E.L.D. vessel, a ginger man so tall half of his back above the rear of his chair, split the viewscreen.

"Captain Rockollo, station the Meteor near Earth in case they send ships there. Daffy, stick with us and focus fire on the lead vessel."

(Image of what the Meteor looks like: https://drive.google.com/file/d/13rfBqJ8vfE6YLhFmCmDMVWXJvGQaAyNV/view?usp=sharing)

"10-4!" Daffy replies.

"The aliens want to speak with you!" an officer tells Fury.

"On screen."

The Admiral pops onto the screen.

"Ah, Mister Fury. I thought I outran you."

"I've been told you have a powerful weapon and a prisoner in your custody. I'm giving you one chance to hand them both over."

"I'm giving YOU one chance to back off."

"I won't."

The Admiral grunts.

"It won't be me who kills you. It'll be your stubbornness!"

The transmission ends, and Fury gives each present crewmember orders.

"Tactical, once we get into weapons range, disable the weapons of the lead ship. Engineering divert power to weapons and engines. Pilot, give me some of the best damn flying you can. I need you to get us close enough to the lead ship to transport the prisoner and weapon aboard."

"Yes, sir."

"In weapons range!" Worf alerts.

"Light 'em up!"

Their ship and the Astrocarrier unleash multiple torpedoes at the Atsafarian's lead vessel.

However, not one of them scratches the hull.

The Admiral snickers.

"That tickles!"

His ship responds with some torpedoes of his own, which smash into the enemy ships.