Hunt
Posted on Wed May 27th, 2026 @ 12:16am by Captain Mira Rodale Lance & Commander Kevin Lance & Lieutenant Betaras K'ner
1,072 words; about a 5 minute read
Mission:
Into the mirror
Location: MIRROR UNIVERSE
Timeline: Present
On:
{Harbinger, Personal quarters}
Mira frowned at Chin as he put the final touches on a hammock bed.
“I don’t think this is going work, Chin.” Mira told him softly.
“It will, I promise. This will keep her asleep. Just wait and see.” Chin told her has he climbed down. “Watch,” he pushed a button and the bed rocked back and forth. “See? Movement.”
Mira was still frowning. “How much weight does it support?”
“150lbs. I asked engineering to make sure that later, if you wanted a full size hammock to lay with the kids, we can add another attachment that will make it 300lbs.” He moved over to Mira, carefully slipping Ashla from her arms and putting her into the hammock. Sealing the hammock closed he stepped back with a smile on his face. Mira could see Ashla and the bed gently rocking and, most importantly, Ashla was still asleep.
“By all that is holy, Chin. It’s working!” Mira smiled. “You’re amazing. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Now, get some sleep, Captain. You look tired.” He told her as Mira nodded to him.
“One more thing, Chin. I need Sandman to try and get ahold of Angel. I need her to find my son.” Mira told him as she pulled out a pillow and blanket for the couch.
Chin frowned. “Can you trust her?”
“No, but I definitely don’t trust the Emperor. If the Emperor is in a cloaked ship.” She left the rest unsaid. They were just one ship in this huge universe.
He nodded before leaving, Mira laid down, curling up, and fought the need to cry. That would wake up everyone. Sleep. Just sleep, she told herself.
{Aboard the IWS Marcus Aurelius}
Kevin smiled as he read the Emperor’s eyes only transmission. The transmission has come in on a tight channel, impossible to intercept unless someone on the direct line between the transmitter and the recipient. The line back suggested the sender, Mira was close to Orion but heading towards the Trillus system. The message had been encrypted with an archaic, if effective, Star Fleet code that he had been able to read without needing the ship’s computer. The message was short, only three words, but it meant that Mira was in this universe and she was looking for him.
He needed to reply as quickly as possible, to let her know that he was alive and aboard the Emperor’s flagship. It couldn’t be long, no discussion of strategy on how to find and recover Jason, and needed to be something that could only come from him.
Kevin had, through patience and process of elimination, been able to crack the Emperor’s passcode prior to escaping Orion. It hadn’t been impossible. He and the Emperor were essentially reflections of each other, with similar experiences and thought processes. Once in, Kevin established a backdoor and, more importantly, a subroutine that hide his activity. He was able to review the Emperor’s service record and personal logs, mapping the nearly parallel path of his career with Kevin’s own. Armed with this information, Kevin felt confident that there were experiences that he shared with Mira and the Emperor had no equivalent to.
It took him a quarter of an hour to craft and encrypt the nine word message.
{Harbinger, Personal quarters}
“Captain,” Montgomery spoke softly as he shook Mira’s foot, “I didn’t want to wake you but there is a message for you.”
Mira forced her eyes into focus as she took the piece of paper from her second officer. In neat handwritten letters, she read, “Kitten. Songlpire givel hil regardl. Kill Thyra for me.”
Mira frowned in confusion as she read the message again. “Are you sure this was translated correctly?”
“Yes, why Captain?”
Mira nodded. “Kitten is a name Kevin has called me in that past. Then next part is evidence of time we spent in the Matrix but the last part?”
Montgomery nodded, “Who is Thyra? And why would he want you to kill her?”
Mira’s eyes went to see what time it was. She had gotten 2 hours of sleep. “Thyra is his illegitimate daughter from his time with the Odinskus. I would never kill a child.” She rubbed her tired eyes. “Ask Chin or Zimia to translate it again. This does prove he knows of Thyra but so does every person on the base.”
“Perhaps he means kiss?” he frowned. “But that could also mean he doesn’t plan to return to her.” He left off the part that he hadn’t said goodbye to his children with Mira. “I’ll have it looked at it again.”
Mira nodded. “Has Sandman gotten a hold of Angel yet?”
“I am not sure, I'll check with him as well.”
After Montgomery left Mira wasn’t sure if she should try and sleep of start her day? Her eyes were burning perhaps she would just close her eyes for a little while.
{ Harbinger, Medical }
“Secure… Draw… Inject… Stow…” K’ner’s voice had a cadence as they drew injectors from a narrow pouch so that the muscle memory was ingrained to eliminate those niggling split-seconds of hesitation between actions.
Billingsly was fascinated, at least initially. Now it was just frustrating…
“Relax.” It took her a moment to realize the others had stopped and K’ner was looking at her.
The tension in her jaw vibrated, then eased.
“You’ll get it, but if you let negative tension interfere, it will just get harder, and you’ll be hesitant to do it when the time comes. Your reaction counters your intent.”
She took a breath, suddenly realizing she was breathing with K’ner. Looking at her eyes, they breathed a few cycles together.
“Secure…” Anya’s hand slipped into the pouch and found her grip easily. “Draw… Inject… Stow…” The movements were fluid when she wasn’t concentrating on them… The smile was all over her face before she could stop it. Looking up shyly she noticed the others were smiling as well, barely, but she had known them long enough to know.
K’ner gave you affirming nod that refilled her resolve.
“Secure… Draw… Inject… Stow…”
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Lt Beteras K’ner
Hazard Team Combat Medic TL-B / CMO
USS Chuck Norris
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Captain Mira Rodale Lance
CO USS Chuck Norris
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Commander Kevin Lance
Executive Officer
USS Chuck Norris
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