Fan Fiction/Labor Day 2009/Team 5 Deployment Fic

The following is a short story written by Colonel Tyler Pugh, M.F.S. Gryphon

Time 5 days After Operation Black Rain eight days before Operation Rahab (MSS Seventeen)

"Attention, Attention all hands this is Col Pugh. Effective immediately I hereby transfer full command of both the MFS Griffon and the 1st Marine Orbital Assault Battalion to Captain Blackstone that is all" "Good luck Col don't worry I will take care of the Battalion when you are gone" "No Doubt Capt or I will have your butt in a sling when I return" "I would laugh Col but I know you mean it literally" With an exchange of smirks between the two men and with a two fingered salute Colonel Pugh exited the bridge of the Griffon heading to the Flight bay to meet with the rest of Seals Team V.

"Major give me a sit rep on our status" “Teams and equipment are ready to transfer to the Black Sun via the MFS Black Sea. Well, we were just waiting for you to arrive. Oh might I add that was a touchy little send off you gave to the crew" “Thanks I thought you would like it" Even though Col Pugh's voice was serious he was smiling. In a matter of two minutes Col Pugh was in the flight bay and found all 23 members assembled in front of the MFS Cloak when Maj Russell noticed Col Pugh approaching, he quickly brought the Team to attention. Col Pugh stepped up to the Team and glanced at the runabout that awaited the team.

"Well good thing this will be a short trip because it is going to be awfully cramped in their" Some of the Team members smiled along with Col Pugh and others laughed after about ten seconds the demeanor quickly changed.

“Listen up, we will be transferring to the MFS Black Sun for this Op, I know we have just come from an intense op, but you all know the saying...." and in unison the entire team responded "No rest for the wicked SIR". Col Pugh gave a little smirk "Right! We will be properly briefed when we get a board the Black Sun but here is the gist of it, The Black Sun will take us to Atbar VI that will take us a week we will than have another week to travel 100km on foot to take out our targets, so with out further delay Mount up." And with that the Team turned and quickly boarded the Runabout with Col Pugh Maj Russell and FCol Williams trailing behind each other, thinking of the upcoming mission and the problems that will definitely follow.

As expected the flight to the MFS Black Sea was uncomfortable but short Col Pugh was looking over the brief he had received from FCol Rigel McBain regarding the upcoming mission, he had felt a nudge and his shoulder. Col Pugh looked away from his data pad and saw FCol Williams smiling and pointing at the view screen of the Runabout. Col Pugh saw a sight he had never before seen in the Maquis a fleet, ships of Task Force Orange were beginning to arrive and prepare for the upcoming operation the ships he could see were the MFS Sutherland the SEALS HQ, MFS Impetuous home to the man running this op and the MFS Sea of Tranquility a Romulan ship from the newly formed Romulan legion, he also noticed some of the other members look upon the forming fleet with relative awe and Col Pugh could not help but think of the massive fleets he had seen during the Dominion War or with the work he had done with the Klingons. "Who would have thought that the Maquis would go from a rag tag bunch of Colonists to become a growing power in the Alpha Quadrant" said FCol Williams with great admiration in his voice. “I don't know but I suspect that this was the dream of those Colonists." Replied Major Russell who was going over some schematics on how to improve his main weapon but like the others focused on the forming fleet. The MFS Cloak then banked and began to approach an Intrepid class ship. The pilot called to the Black Sea and requested to dock. The Black Sea gave permission and instructed the Runabout to dock in shuttle bay 1.

When the Cloak landed, Col Pugh opened the exit hatch and noticed three people waiting for them. As the three senior team members stepped out the Black Sun's Capt noticed various things out of place. Even though all three members were dressed in the SEALS garrison uniform several irregularities were quickly noted. One Col Pugh wore a Klingon dagger on his belt instead of the standard combat knife issued to the SEALS something the Capt assumed was a trophy of some sort. Maj Russell maintained a beard and long hair and was even seen to be wearing several earrings something that does not surprise the Capt given Maj Russell’s past, in fact the only person that seemed to follow dress regulations was FCol Williams, and neither of the men were wearing the standard issued Type II phaser pistol instead they were wearing leg holsters containing a weapon the Capt had never seen before.

"Welcome aboard the Black Sea, I am Captain Vega and this is my first officer Cmdr Galvin the lady on my left is, well let’s say a consultant from SOC." The Captain was a Bajoran in his mid forties to early fifties but his physique was still kept in military standards. He wore the traditional Bajoran ear piece along with the standard uniform of the Maquis that displayed his SOC communicator badge. He also had a scar running down the left side of his face no doubt a gift left by the Cardassians during the Occupation. His first officer was human and looked to be a Starfleet defector like so many of the Maquis. He was a lot younger than the Capt and was eager to show what his talents were. The man described as the SOC consultant well was not even a man she was a woman and could have been mistaken for a female Vulcan if it was not for her subtle disdain directed at the SEALS that gave away the fact that she was Romulan. She was looking the three men over as if she was sizing up an opponent rather than looking upon friends. She wore a black jumpsuit that contained no markings what so ever, it was clear that she was a member of one of SOC’s black ops teams. Col Pugh was about to introduce himself and the others but was interrupted by Capt Vega stating "We know who you are; we read your files before you came aboard." Col Pugh shrugged and said “Ok well, lets get down to business, give me one hour for my men to finish unloading the equipment and, I would like a briefing regarding this op." Capt Vega looked at Col Pugh and smiled "Very Good Colonel, we will leave you to get settled in." With that the three members turned and exited the shuttle bay leaving the SEALS to their own accord. "Major I want the equipment unloaded in an hour, after that I want you FCol Williams and Section 2 and 3 commanders in the ships briefing room." Maj Russell looked at the Col and simply nodded he than turned his attention to the rest of the Team "All right we got one hour to get settled in so lets move it." The team quickly disappeared into the MFS Cloak to only reemerge with several lockers and crates that contained the equipment that would be needed to complete this op.

MFS Black Sea Ready Room: 1 hour after arriving on the Black Sea.

Col Pugh, Maj Russell and FCol Williams along with the section 2 and 3 commanders were sitting in the Captains waiting room. FCol Williams was standing by a window and watching the MFS Cloak depart and return to the MFS Griffon, Maj Russell was looking at his Data Pad again but this time he was reviewing the status of the Black Sea he became frustrated when most of the information regarding the ship and crew were deemed classified. "Great so these guys know everything about us, but we can't get any information regarding them." Col Pugh was just sitting at the table and looked to Maj Russell "Well that’s the difference between special operations and black ops, I don't care what SOC stands for but these guys go way beyond special operations." At this point FCol turned his attention away from the window and to the others at the table "What was with that Romulan, did anyone else get the feeling that she would rather fight us than fight along side us." "Well I have to apologize, her etiquette is not a strength that she has, but she is good at what she does and for that she demands a great deal of respect." The SEALS looked to the door way and found a male Trill standing at the door dressed in the same manner as the Romulan that greeted them earlier, the SEALS brief expression of surprise made him smirk that he was able to catch them off guard he stood there for a second and entered the room right behind him was Capt Vega and Cmdr Galvin, as they were walking in the Capt simply directed everyone to take a seat, everyone did except the Capt and the Trill. The Capt then activated a view screen that displayed various technical read outs and information regarding the upcoming operation. He went into detail on the mission and of the schematics of the two control bunkers that needed to be taken out. “After your deployment, MFS Black Sun will return to the planet in no less than 7 days, any questions?" Most of the SEALS were looking at their data pads that contained other information that was not displayed on the view screen. Col Pugh looked up and said "Is this Intel accurate?" Before the Capt could respond the Trill than spoke up "Col of course the Intel is accurate, after all, it was SOC that gathered it." His tone was sharp and he seemed almost insulted by Col Pugh's question. Col Pugh glared at the Trill "Well according to the SOC and SSD, the base my men and I destroyed should have ended the threat. Now according to Intel that it was simply a forward base and that the SOC and SSD were way off from their initial Intel. So pardon me if I simply ask if the Intel is accurate because I do not want to find any surprises when I get on the ground." It was apparent that Col Pugh did not care of the Trill's opinion on the matter and that opinion was reinforced by Col Pugh's tone. The Trill approached the table prompting Col Pugh to stand from his chair to show the Trill that he is not intimidated. The Trill stood at the edge of the table and leaned towards Col Pugh. "Well Col if you happen to run into any surprises that you can not handle simply call us and, we will come get you. Besides, we are used to cleaning up the messes you SEALS make anyway." The Trill made it seem that he was talking to a child, Col Pugh began to clench his fist but felt a Maj Russell’s hand on his shoulder prompting him to sit down, Col Pugh let Maj Russell guide him back to his chair Maj Russell whispered to Col Pugh "Perhaps it is not a good idea to anger the man that does not officially exist.” Capt Vega also guided the Trill away from the table. “All right men, time for you to board the Black Sun.” Capt Vega dismissed the meeting. The Three SOC members left the ready room leaving the SEALS. Col Pugh than stood up "All right, one, I really do not like that Trill, two we just came off a tough op, so I want the Team to perform battle drills just enough so that they do not loose their edge, but make sure they get plenty of rest and down time to blow off steam from the last op. got it." Everyone looked at the Col and nodded "Good now lets get it done." The Five SEALS then left the ready room to begin preparations for the upcoming mission.