Final Frontier III story.

[El_Phil]

Good to see someone's still writing. I have a start of a chapter lying around and a file full of ideas. The problem is to add the two together....

[Atrocities]

I need to get my arse in gear and do something with OUTS. (Once Upon The Stars).

[Randallw]

The Jem’Hadar moved silently up to the heavy door. Using their battle language the First quickly assigned orders and troops took up position on either side of the door. The squad had worked together for years, ever since their birth and acted in unison. One soldier moved up to the door and placed a small explosive, then moved out of the way. The Jem’Hadar waited as the display counted down and then with a loud blast the door was blown off its mounting. The Jem’Hadar rushed into the house. A dark figure, shrouded by the smoke fired at the soldiers, its shot missing. It never got another shot as it was cut down by Jem’Hadar fire. The soldiers moved through the house, eliminating resistance as they encountered it. They eventually reached the main room they had been briefed on. Knocking down the door they rushed in. One soldier was cut down by amber fire but in return a volley of azure energy took down the armed opponent. One last figure was left and even as it was surrounded it attempted to finish its work, damaging the transmitter whose signal had alerted the Dominion to the secret group’s presence. The humanoid was sent sprawling, knocked down by the butt of a Jem’Hadar blaster. All resistance eliminated the Vorta supervisor came into the room. Looking down on the figure he spoke
“Did you really think you could act within the Dominion without our knowledge” The figure just glared up at him, silent.
“Take him away” the Vorta commanded “I’m sure our friend here has much we might find of value.” The Jem’Hadar pulled the prisoner to its feet, Roughly pushing it along, and as it moved past the Vorta he spoke one more time.
“Isn’t that right, Human”

[boran_blok]

I do have to say I enjoy these chapters seing my actions translated into story. you're a good writer.

[Randallw]

Second Reman’Etek paused for a moment to survey his surrounds. Around him his fellow squad members struggled through the ruins, advancing on the entrenched Bandi militia. Though the Bandi had been considered a minor threat they had still managed to oppose the Dominion forces for a month, and though their weapons were weak in comparison to the Dominions they were still strong enough to kill any Jem’Hadar unfortunate, or foolish, enough to be hit, and the Bandi had shown a surprising ability to use snipers. The Bandi had always been willing to assist the Dominion, even going so far as to formally request a partnership. The Dominion had been glad to accept the Bandi hospitality, refuelling their vessels as they expanded further and further, even creating a military outpost to service Dominion vessels, but the time came when Bandi independence had reached its limits of usefulness. They may have been willing to agree to a partnership but order was what the Dominion prized and they believed the best way to ensure order was to ensure obedience, and the Hurada systems location along a warp chain to the border meant that acces must be guaranteed. Hence the Military outpost that the Bandi had been so willing to accept ultimately was turned towards the provisioning and establishment of a fleet, a fleet that in time launched an attack on Hurada prime, the Bandi homeworld. The Bandi had simply awoken one morning to find the Dominion fleet in orbit of their world. Once the invaders intentions had been learnt some Bandi militia had launched an ultimately hopeless attack on the fleet. The Dominion had learnt its lessons well from the conquest of the Bajorans and their vessels easily swept the myriad fighters and shuttles from orbit. That done the Jem’Hadar shock troops transported down to the planet and launched the ground assault. Now much of the capital city lay in ruins, although the Jem’Hadar had followed their orders to avoid any damage of the cities infrastructure. Once the Bandi had been forced into the Dominion their facilities would serve well.
As Reman’Etek watched the First ordered his squad to outflank the Bandi position. A Bandi sniper however, seeing an obvious officer issuing orders, picked off the First. Either through inexperience or fatigue, however the sniper failed to relocate his position in time and a number of Jem’Hadar in cover followed the trace of Bandi fire and picked off the sniper, hidden on the third floor of a nearby building. With no need to feed or sleep, and never tiring as long as they had the white, the Jem’Hadars reflexes were not dulled by the long battle. Without a second thought Reman’Etek took up the mantle of leadership and directed the troops around him, staying close to cover in case any more snipers were around. While half the squad moved around the ruins, the second and his remaining men continued to fire on the enemy trench, keeping the enemies attention. The enemy fired back and the second moved further into cover. Then the enemy blasts were joined by what Reman’Etek recognised as Jem’Hadar fire. Soon the enemy fire died down and ceased and then the Jem’Hadar now occupying the trench signalled the others to advance. Cautiously Reman’Etek and his remaining men advanced, dropping over the lip of the trench to land among the remains of the defenders. The late First and Reman’Etek had come to realise that enemy resistance had seemed concentrated around this bunker. Moving along the trench, making his way over the bodies of the dead Bandi, the Jem’Hadar came up to a reinforced door, leading down into the bunker. Motioning for a demolotion charge, the second moved his troops back taking cover. The seventh placed the charge and then hurried back to the other troops. Soon the door erupted and the Jem’Hadar rushed along the trench, moving quickly into the room. A number of Bandi lay on the ground, attempting to rise from the floor. The Jem’Hadar kept them down either by kicking them or striking them with their weapons. One Elderly Bandi was coughing at the cloud of dust raised by the explosion. He face was worn, and he had long lank hair and brown clothing. He did not look like a soldier, although the Bandi militia took whatever troops they could. What he did look like, to Reman’Eteks notice, was Premier Derath, the leader of the Bandi. Activating his communications device Reman’Etek contacted Dominion Headquarters to report the Bandi leader had been captured. The Vorta at the other end congratulated him and ordered his squad to take the Bandi back for interrogation.
“It shall be done at once!” Reman’Etek replied, forcing the elderly man to his feet. The Militia soon came to learn that their leader had been captured, and soon they reluctantly laid down their arms, slowly starting to accept that they now had new leaders.

[Randallw]

The Assorted group materialised in an azure shower, indicative of Dominion transporters. Comprised of a variety of species, Talaxians and Ocampa, Defiant Bajorans, A few Bandi slowly coming to terms with the fact their race was now firmly under Dominion control, and lastly a few battered humans, their only link was they were now prisoners. A handful of guards appeared around them levelling their weapons while a commanding Jem’Hadar stood ahead of them, holding its weapons at ease.
“This is Internment camp 827. You are here because you are enemies of the Dominion. As of this moment we have the power of life….” At which from a signal from the First, one Bajoran prisoner was forced forward. The First swiftly levelled his weapon and as the prisoner began to plead he shot him with a single blast. The body collapsed in a way that no living form could.”...and death. You are free to move around but If you fail to obey orders you will share his fate. You may go” The newly arrived prisoners slowly made their way into the facility, but at another signal the Federation prisoners were halted.
“Your government continues to send spies into the Dominion. They have no chance but you will help us plan our response. You can assist willingly or we will force you to reveal what we want to know” said the First. “Take them to interrogation” the First commanded turning to the guards. The Federation prisoners were led off. One way or another they would talk.

OC: I have been wondering why the Federation has been goading me, and I think I know the answer. It's an attempt to make me write about the Federation more

[Randallw]

The Vorta supervisor for the consolidation of the Bandi Timmeron was anxious to view his new prize. In the final phase of the, albeit brief, operation the Jem’Hadar had occupied the final colony in the system. A gas giant, the Vorta expected that the facilities within the close orbit habitats would be of use to the Dominion. Scans showed that the planet held above average concentrations of aerial fauna and radioactive gases. He had just occupied the Governors office and was starting to inspect the facility listings. A research station, the Vorta could just guess what sort of research projects it might hold. A Storage facility, which was fair enough, even a disorderly society like the Bandi had to store their resources somewhere, although he thought the space could have been better served with a more appropriate facility. That was nearly a mere 10% of the available space so surely the rest would be more research projects, but the Vorta was shocked by what he next read. He had to read again but even then he could hardly believe it. The other 93% of the available space was devoted to gathering trace minerals from the atmosphere. Normally this was nothing exceptional; a number of gas giants within the Dominion were devoted to the gathering of rare trace minerals valuable to the Dominions security but in those cases the resource gathering facilities were worth the effort. What the Vorta read was beyond belief. This planet had a mineral concentration less than 10% of average. What was the point of building so many facilities for so little return? The monthly turnover was little more than the return from 2 such facilities on a more appropriate planet. If this was an indication of the level of organisation inherent in the now deposed Bandi government then they were lucky the Dominion had stepped in to take control.