Joshua decellerated when he entered Ericsen's bridge, the siren blaring out it's red alert. None of the bridge crew said anything about him being in his shorts. "What's happening Lt Drash?" He asked. "An Azeen ship has us in it's tractor beam sir." Kirk's Vulcan exec told him. "There was no warning." "Com. Hail that ship." "All hails are being ignored sir." "Then put a call through to the Prime Minister's office." Kirk ordered. After a moment, the communications officer shook his head. "We are now being jammed sir." "Tactical! What do scans of that ship show?" "The ship is no threat sir." The Andorian said after several seconds. "Lasers and missiles with chemical warheads." "What about that tractor beam?" "Very weak sir. We should have no trouble breaking away." "Do so helm. Then raise shield and get us out of here." "How far sir?" Ericsen's helmsman asked. "Until we are clear of the jamming." "Sir?" The tactical officer cut in. "We have twenty seven ships approaching at high sublight speed." "Helm. Break us free of the ship's grip and get us out of here." The fast scout Leif Ericsen jerked as it broke free of the larger ships hold. "We are free, and shields are up, sir." The ship began to vibrate slightly. "And they are attacking. No damage to shields." "Helm. Take us to warp two and get us away from here." Kirk said with a sigh. "We can't go to warp sir." The helmsman said in an aggitated tone. "Their drives are creating a gravometric field that is dampening this area. It's impossible to go to warp." "Any luck on hailing the damned ship, comm?" The ensign nodded. "They are now responding to our hails, sir. Audio only." "Invading craft! This is Admiral Doul Arbass, commander of the Azeen Navy. You have shamed our people, and so I will destroy you." "Well, this is Lt Commander Joshua Augustus Kirk, Commander of the fast scout ship Leif Ericsen. If you have any sensor equipment, you will know that you're ships are having no effect on our shields. Break off this pointless attack." "Sorry sir. He's cut communications." "What's jamming our communications to the surface?" Joshua asked as he crossed his arms across his chest. "A large pod on the ventral surface of the largest ship, sir." "Is there anyone in it?" "No sir. Only electronics." "Using as low a power setting as possible, destroy it." A single phaser beam shot from the scout ship and melted the offending equipment pod. "Captain." Drash said from where he now stood with the Ambassador. "The jamming is now down. And it appears that the Prime Minister is trying to contact their wayward Admiral. He is ignoring them as well." "Sir." The com officer, Ensign Woolsy smiled. "I can open a channel to the Azeen command ship. Audio and visual." "Do so. Let's meet our rebelious comander." The image of a tall non-Human, in a blue and white uniform, appeared on the screen. The man appeared to be deep in conversation with someone. But all the crew on the bridge lay about the floor. It was uncertain if they were alive or dead. Kirk and his exec glanced at each other and shook their heads. Off to the side, a light flared brightly as someone began cutting their way through the doors of the bridge hatchway. "Communications?" Joshua smiled slightly. "Can you broadcast this to the other ships?" "Yes. Very easily sir." "Then do so." Several seconds after the broadcast, all ships had ceased fire except the flagship.