The Dark Ship Options

[Franavu]

This is a story I've been writing for a while now, sort of an ongoing project. I think it is ready to be posted, or at least the first part of it.
The story is elder scrolls related, it'll just take a while to get there.

As English isn't my first language I hope you'll forgive me any spelling or grammatical mistakes I might have missed.

Okay, here goes the first bit, I hope you'll like it.
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The dark ship

The dark ship shot through the great void of space, on its way to a planet of legends…

Meanwhile,
Captain’s log, supplemental
We still haven’t found the smugglers’ ship we were send here to find, we lost its warp trail two days ago, we haven’t recovered it yet, and I don’t think we will. How we lost the ship is still a mystery to my crew and me, one minute it was there, the other it was gone and nowhere to be found.
I wonder what they were shipping, one more thing we have never been told, I don’t like this, I don’t like this one bit... [Pause]…What’s worse, my first officer, who is from this region of space, looks like he hasn’t slept the past few days. When I mentioned it to him, he murmured something about bad dreams. He clearly doesn’t want to talk about it and I haven’t pressed him…not yet at least.
This region has some pre-industrial civilizations, none the smugglers could have wanted to go to…I hope. We really don’t need Prime Directive issues; of course it has to be taken into account, at least until we know why they went this way.
[End of log entry]


The dark ship stopped, they had lost their pursuers, for now. His red eyes shone with hope.

Captain’s log, supplemental
Still no smugglers, I have ordered to search all the inhabited planets for the ship…I don’t really expect anything from it, but I just had orders from command to keep looking…No reason given. This is madness, the bloody ship can be anywhere by now, I hope they have a damn good reason for all of this… [Pause]
I spoke with my first officer this morning, he looked worse again…I couldn’t keep ignoring it. First he evaded my questions, but I kept pressing. So at last he told me about his dreams, about a woman speaking to him at night, about glowing red eyes in the dark and strangely enough about large sugar crystals. I have advised him to talk to the ships counsellor about this; I hope he will follow my advice.
He also spoke about the stories of his people. Their legends tell about an exile from their birth planet by red eyed warriors and about lesser, greater and false gods. The stories say this exile happened because they had become so arrogant they thought they wouldn’t need the gods anymore. Sounds like a standard tale of hubris to me, earth must have dozens of them.
[End of log entry]

[Franavu]

Thanks for the positive feedback. I'll try to update every week; so here's the next part.
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A small craft loosened itself from the dark ship; it set a course for the world below.

Captain’s log, supplemental
We have spent the last two days looking for the smugglers, and now it seems that we have a lead. A small craft of pilgrims seems to have detected a ship heading away from them at high speed three days ago. It is the best we got so I ordered to follow the course the pilgrims gave us. There is just one problem; it looks like the ship is heading out of Federation space…I already sent a message to command, but I haven’t received an answer. [Pause]
To tell the truth…I hope they tell us not to pursue, I have a bad feeling about this…something is very wrong here. I also haven’t been told what the ship was smuggling and where it came from…I don’t like not to be told things and I have a feeling I need to have this information.
On the matter of my first officer: He still doesn’t look too well, these nightmares, you’d almost say they are a bad omen…I wonder… [Pause]
Anyway, he has spoken to the ship’s counsellor, and it does seem to help…a little. Maybe I should talk to him about the lore of his people concerning bad dreams…I wouldn’t like to interfere, but his wellbeing, and the influence it has on the performance of his duties does concern me…I’ll think about it…
[End of log entry]


The craft landed. Dust blew up in the air. He went out and looked around, had he found it?

Captain’s log, supplemental
We’ve had an answer from Starfleet command: Follow and intercept at all cost. At all cost…What the hell is going on? This keeps getting worse and worse…At all cost, I can’t believe it…What are they thinking? Outside Federation space. Are we supposed to start a war or something? And they didn’t even give us a reason. Just that one sentence…Follow and intercept at all cost. I have seriously considered not to obey that order…but there is little choice…My ship is in pursuit, and we just left Federation space…It feels like there is no way back…everyone seems to be uncomfortable with this. My bad feeling keeps growing…At all cost, with no reason…[Pause]
As I mentioned before, my first officer is from this part of space. I asked him about it. It seems that his people rule a large part of it…nevertheless; my first officer was born on a planet in Federation space. He told me that several colonies, far from the home world, became independent and joined the Federation. The central government didn’t seem to like this much, but there was little they could do. My first officer told me they call themselves the Due Mari…I wonder if they know it means two seas in an old earth language?
Anyway, apparently these people are technologically advanced…more so on the home world than on the colonies…I just hope we don’t have to get too far into their territories…It seems that they are more than a match for us.
[End of log entry]