Lost Empire 66

0001 – Tempro

0003 – Conner- Thomas

0097 – Ace – Zimmel

0098 – Lucy

0101 – Shelby (mother ship)

0125 – Lars

0200 – Ellen

0301 – Rodrick

0403 – Johnathon

0667 – Marco – Brown

0778 – Jan

0798 – Celeste – Shelby (human)

0805 – Toran

0808 – Radella

0908 – Tara – Mara

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Ungrown – unnumbered

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2 – onboard Shelby, in Re-gen

0250 Tendra

1000 – Sherry

0999 – Zan – still lost

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Known and OR numbered

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0501 – Thaddeus

???? – Lena

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Lieutenant Colonel Randall Jimison still couldn’t believe what was happening. Not only were they going to be delayed more from getting home, now that were saddled with these females. Looking over the readings he still didn’t understand what in the hell had happened.

“Vice-Admiral Shiloh, you understand what the hell is going on? I mean as soon as we went trans-warp, all their life signs went critical.” Jimison asked Shiloh.

“I was about to ask my A.I. give me a few minutes. Incidentally, let me have the readings you have.” Shiloh stated.

Jimison nodded as he initiated the transfer. Sitting back, he made sure that the female was comfortable while he waited. Looking at the petite form of the woman he suddenly felt strange feelings of protection deep within him. Shaking his head, he started to wonder what the hell was going on.

Resisting the urge to hold the female close to comfort her, Randall started to pace to take his mind off her. What was going on, was he coming down with something? He’d never felt this way about any female, he damn sure didn’t feel like suddenly getting that way either.

A moment later he heard the Vice-Admiral cursing over the comm. “Well it looks like we’re going to have to get back the hard way.”

“What are you talking about?” Rear Admiral Richard Grant’s voice came over the comm.

With a sigh Shiloh continued, “it is apparent because of the long term exposure to ripalon energy, trans-warp more than ten seconds can kill them. Damn it! I thought we’d be home by now! It will be another day before they can travel again via trans-warp.”

“That is unfortunate,” came the voice of Derrick, his holo-gram behind Shiloh. “I know for a fact that your family wants you home. Do all that you can,” Derrick’s eyes narrowed as he thought a moment. “Hang on a moment Vice-Admiral.” Switching channels Derrick called Johnathon. “We need to take readings on the young female with you. The three that are with our recon, passed out with their life signs bottoming out at almost ten seconds. The thing is, I know for a fact that you were in trans-warp far longer, Mary?”

Johnathon nodded as Mary appeared running several scanners over the female. A perplexed look dominated her features. Turning toward Lucie Hartwell, Mary started to run the same scanners over her. Looking unsure Mary brought out a few more scanners, a moment later she nodded.

“After scanning the Tendraxian female, then Miss Hartwell, it is apparent she is the key. Her close proximity to the female, combined with her extended exposure to trans-warp, helped the female to survive. The amount of energy her body contains from trans-warp space, helped to allow the female to travel.” Mary started as she was quiet a moment. “I have conducted the same test scans on Captain Callie, plus the Empress.”

“You’re conclusions?” Derrick asked.

“They also contain the energy, though nowhere the extent as Miss Hartwell. According to the readings I am getting, they have not been in trans-warp nearly as much as Miss Hartwell. Might I suggest that Admiral Hartwell, along with Miss Hartwell, retrieve the three ships?” Mary suggested.

Derrick was nodding as he turned toward Johnathon, “Make it so. I’ll let them know you’re coming.” Switching channels Derrick stated, “Alright, we have solved the mystery. Admiral Hartwell should be there in a moment.”

Shiloh nodded not really understanding what Derrick was talking about. He trusted the commander implicitly, the man always seemed to know what to do. A moment later a rift appeared, not far in front of the three small ships. Johnathon slipped easily out of the rift, stopping in front of the three small ships.

“Alright, I am moving to take you all aboard.” Hartwell said a moment later. As they watched an opening appeared on the side of the ship. A moment later, a yellow beam shone on each ship as they all were pulled toward the ship.

Hartwell turned toward the Tendraxian female as soon as the ships were aboard. “I think it would be good if you are there when all three of the survivors awake.”

The pale female’s eyes got large as she stared at Hartwell. “Lord sir?” She asked a look of uncertainty on her face. “Other survivors?”

Hartwell sighed as he explained. “Other females of your people were found. I believe it would help things if you are present when they awake.

The female bowed her head to Hartwell, “I will do all that you command, Lord sir. I am after all, yours.”

It took all Hartwell could do not to growl at her answer. It took even more effort, not to try and correct the female. With a pleading look to his sister he watched the both of them as they made their way to the med bay.

Within minutes all of the unconscious females were in the med bay, all three of the recon team reporting to Hartwell.

Turning in his chair as soon as they were there, he regarded them for a moment. Looking at first Shiloh, Grant then finally Randall, with a small shake of his head.

“Recon one reporting sir.” Shiloh stated for all of them.

Shaking his head again Hartwell gathered his thoughts before he spoke. “I assume that the three of you know he isn’t happy. Frankly neither am I, you three are three of the highest ranking people we have. I had assumed that this mission would have been a vacation for you.” Here Hartwell turned toward Randall, “YOU, I am the most disappointed in. Son, I know you can read, I know you can follow orders, yet, you did neither when it came to first contact with the Delcrons.”

“Sir, I thought that in this instance that he was going to kill-” Randall started then was cut off by Hartwell.

“Idiot! Had you read the full briefing you would have realized that SHE was trying to get you to react the way you did.” Hartwell said with a serious look on his face.