Kidnapped !!

[James Horatio Creed]

My name is Admiral James Creed, and I am the former Fleet Admiral and Vice Admiral of the 46th Liberty Navy Strike Force.
So now I have agreed to take on the Admiral role and be 2ic Under Fleet Admiral Romeo Darkbeat and be of assistance to him as he
is new to the Fleet Admiral role, and his rise has been so quick that I think he needs some expertise in this field to help him along.

The Strike Force has moved from strength to strength and has made some truly excellent pilots and Navy Officers in the short time it has been functioning.
As the former Fouder of the Strike Force, I am not oe to just sit back and let the officers do all the work.
I like to be in amongst the action if I can and help out with recruits ad other problems that may arise while I am on duty.
Salt Lake Station H.Q is the home of the Strike Force and is busy undergoing a massive refit, which will take a while and I am hoping it will
be finished as soon as possible.

Today I am going to do a standard Capital ship patrol which will include visiting a few different systems of Liberty territory.
I make my way to the under construction Docking Bay at Level 1 of Salt Lake, and hopefully the other nes Docking Bay will be finished soon.
"There she is" I am referring to my beautiful LABC which for obvious reasons, the name is CLASSIFIED.
Final flight checks are under way for her to be prepared for flight, so I make my way to the bridge to help with the final procedures while the crew are mustered.

With final checks almost complete I make my way to the muster point aboard the ship to welcome all the crew.
"Attention Admiral Creed on deck" .....

"At ease men" I say as the crew relax and listen to our flight plans.

"Crew we will be doing a standard patrol protocol, and all details will be shown o your monitors as we proceed"

"Dismissed ...... Hurraaa"

All the crew rally to their designated positions aboard the ship and prepare for departure.So I make my way to the bridge and prepare myself for the journey.

"Ensign all ahead slow and release grappling clamps"

"Aye ..aye Admiral"

The ship slowly leaves the mooring clamps and makes its way out of the docking bay and has been cleared for departure from Salt Lake.
We slowly pass the defense ring surrounding the Station and come to a Halt ready for cruise engine ignition.

"Ensign please set course for the Texas system"

"Aye.. aye Admiral"

We make our way at full cruise speed to the Texas system and avoid using the Trade Lanes for now just to let the engines become acustomed, seeing as we have not used her for a short while.

"Entering Texas system Sir ..."

The ship slips through the Jump Gate and in no time is in the Texas System, and we make a thorough patrol of most of Texas and find nothing strange.

After a short while I announce to the crew we are to make our way to Omicron Nu, after we have had reports of unknown vessels possibly cloaked within the system.
After a short journey we arrive in Omicron Nu and I inform the crew to go to Amber alert and be ready to adjust to battlestations at any time.
I have not visited Omicron Nu before and it seems to be a very beautiful system, but we keep getting glitches on our monitoring systems and also our radar seems
to have a very limited range to normal, which i find quite disturbing.

"Admiral.... we... seem to be picking up very faint signatures on radar but cannot make them out at all....."

" Crew to battlestation ......battlestations this is not a drill"

The ship is now at full battlestations and ready to fight if needed.

"Ensign... Inform High Command we need immediate assistance and send a full bomber wing to assist"

Radio Operator : "Sir..... our radio has no signal we seem to be being jammed by something"

I now get the feeling we are not alone and it seems that we are going into a very dangerous situation, so I order the crew to about turn and seek the safety of
the nearby jump gate area till we can establish what we are up against.

"Sir...... we seem to have lost operation of engine systems"

This gets more and more dangerous as it goes on, and I am now starting to regret doing this patrol in the first place.

===*Metal Husk has no escape*===

"Ensign can you establish where that ....... voice or transmission came from......"

"Sir ... Admiral .. sir ......we have nothing on visual and we cannot pinpoint anything at all"

The ship is crippled in space and is just drifting at a very slow rate of speed, and I inform the crew to make ready for battlestaions.

All of a sudden a strange thing happens, a large blue sphere shaped light enters the bridge of the ship, as we stare at the sphere I inform the crew to stay calm
and do not do any sudden movements.

"Admiral Sir..... multiple cloaked signatures have been detected close to the ship..... We are surrounded Sir"

The sphere stays where it is for now and the cloaked signatures which have been picked up are still surrounding our ship.
My immediate response to this is to try and communicate with the sphere, but there is no response to this.

"All crew on the bridge please leave apart from my second in command and head of comms please"

Everyone leaves the bridge and we stand close to the sphere, wondering what will happen next......

** FLASH......FLASH...........FLASH...........**

The sphere suddenly surrounds me and both me and the sphere disappear........