USS Sanctuary

Mission Log Day 1
Vincent Smithfield


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This is Doctor Smithfie… I mean, Captain Smithfield. I was previously stationed as the Chief Medical Surgeon for the fleet’s hospital ship. Though due to circumstances I’ve been reassigned as the Chief Medical Officer of the USS Sanctuary, while simultaneously being promoted to Captain rank. What a joke! Is this military so desperate for personnel, that they promote a civilian doctor to Captain? If this is truly the case, we’re in worse shape than I thought…

A few days after being stationed to the USS Sanctuary, we were boarded by The Enemy; I can’t deny that I was scared, but nobody said anything so I guess I hid it well enough. They breached fairly close to the Medical Bay entrance, but of course they would. I mean, it’s my first week why wouldn’t the alien intruders attack my position? That’s just my luck. I can train and train in a target range for years, but I was so scared when live combat came. But to my surprise, I didn’t freeze up at all, I didn’t even flinch. In fact, I ran out in the middle of combat! When I saw that man get hit, I just couldn’t… Something inside of… I knew what had to be done, and I did it. They said it was reckless, but I say it was my responsibility.

After I tended to some dumb brute’s crystal wound, I was radioed to the engine room to help with the wounded. This dumb brute was a trigger happy marine, who foolishly ran out in front of the enemy with no cause other than to shoot the aliens… I suppose I should thank him AND his recklessness though, I’m not sure if I would have been able to gather the wounded without him as a distraction. When securing the engine room, I was in charge of the battle commands; something that I’m still far from used to. But perhaps with time I can better fill my new role as Captain.

With the engine room secured, and the wounded tended to we receive new orders for investigating a research lab; that supposedly held element zero, a crucial ingredient for our jump drive… or something, I don’t know, engineering isn’t my expertise. I just went because it was ordered of me, and from the sound of the mission I knew it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park. “Investigate a classified military intelligence facility,” yeah that has “walk in the park” written all over it.

So there I am, on the Nemitz, with little to nothing as far as research equipment goes. Nevertheless I attempt to continue my experiments on the biological compound that oozed out of the enemy. While doing this, some turbulence knocked a desk lamp onto my experiment! I was furious, until I saw what happened… the specimen moved, but not only that, it was crawling across the floor! I quickly put a glass jar over it, and capture it. I examine it for hours before it finally dissipates back into its gelatinous form. I had to know if this was just a freak occurrence, or if this happened every time. So I went and got an engineer to rig up a secure container that could pass through it, amps and volts. He seemed puzzled but I couldn’t tell him what I was doing, I knew my ranking officers wouldn’t approve; but I had to find out, not for my own curiosity but for the sake of science and knowledge. The brutish Marine was stationed as my bodyguard, and watched everything I was doing; surprisingly even chipping in a few decent ideas. A few more experiments found that the substance did indeed react to volts, but when I applied amps; it grew a crystalline shell, and became hostile. Ignoring every intellectual fiber in my being I shouted “Shoot it!” We both fired upon the creature before it escaped, but explaining the plasma smoke was another matter. I pulled rank to get the questioner to leave, so looks like this whole Captain thing might work to my advantage after all.

After all this, we get to the planet and upon approaching the asteroid we’re attacked by space pirates. I don’t have any training in space combat, but I wanted to help and we didn’t have many crewmen available; so I hop in the gunner seat. I figure, it must be just like any other gun… just way, way bigger. So I’ll just do the same thing; line up the cross-hairs, point, and click. Seems simple enough, I watch all my comrades’ projectiles fly past the ship, and then I pull the trigger. A direct hit! My first time too! I was so excited, I pierced a hole directly through their ship… but then I realized, I’m probably going to have to treat all those wounded; I mutter “shit,” under my breath as I head toward the bridge. We take on the refugees, and I tend to their wounded.

Later we find a way to the asteroid, past it’s self defense system. After some negotiations with the AI, we find that there’s a planet based command center that we need to infiltrate in order to get the needed information inside the facility. So my team mates go planet side as I take my alien samples to this amazing research facility. I work with this AI in setting up the automated tests, and go back to my shuttle. But heading back to the ship, I think to myself: “Are there any wounded on the Nemitz? No. But are those men going planet side in danger? Yes, probably.” So I went where I was needed, which was not the Nemitz; in hindsight, maybe I could’ve asked the superior officers, but bleedouts from bullet wounds won’t wait for an official “ok,” so neither will I.

Upon reaching the planet I’m just in time to set up camp with the men. I forage around for useful herbs, and find a few helpful ones and a few poisonous ones; which I still have, who knows it might come in handy. After I sleep for a bit, I wake up and try to preoccupy myself by distilling the plants I procured earlier. Though the helpful ones were a little more combustible than I predicted, and I gave away the camp’s position… and my eyebrows grew back in a few days. We were then descended upon by hundreds of enemies, after a frustrating battle we finally decided to call in air support (in the correct area). This explosion wiped out the entire forest, that’s when I looked at my body guard: “Wait, what about the trees?” He looks at me, and replies with a chuckle: “Don’t worry about the trees you hippy.” But looking around I say: “But our sniper was in a tree…” With that our sniper slams into the ground a few dozens yards behind us.

This mission log is getting long, and I still have months of results to go over. Long story short, we narrowly escaped the asteroid facility with the research data and coordinates. By the end of the few days we spent there, I was handed enough data to keep eight doctors busy for over a month. But, I’m the only one available so I guess it’s all going to fall on me…
Head Medical Officer, one of the only officers, the only Doctor, and now I have to discern all this data on top of all those responsibilities? It’s been pretty crazy these first few weeks, but I think I’ll be ok… I just need some alone time in my lab, doing what I love… and I’ll be ok.

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Day 35


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Enemy contact for the first time in almost a month. Started to think they were not really chasing us, but we have been avoiding all the obvious places supply points habital planets ect. so space is big and even when we are not under combat alert I limit all em and radio signals. Right now standard comm operations in the flet are point to point lasers.

Anyway the enemy attacked. The sanctuary did its job well blocking the fleets jump out. However there were some casualties as the monsters boarding us again using those wierd shard like ships. Several landed this time and i lost several good men defending the ship. We are not going to win the war on attrition and i just lost my chief engineer while he died saving the ship. I wish I had a letter to write as strange as that sounds, but as like most people his family is dead we have to settle for the somber burial in space ritual.

Anyway the hospital ship was damaged in the fighting. While it was able to jump shortly afterwards the FTL core was ejected and exploded. No one was damaged by the core. Now that the ship cannot jump but was too important to leave behind we begain to cannablize one of our frieghters. This willl place a strain on our living conditions and our cargo space but right now we see little choice. I decided to use some of the knowlage i gained while working in intelligence. I gave my XO command of the Nimitz and told him to go to a secret OSS (office of Secrets and Securites) facilty. I did not know what it did but i do know there would be the location for the element zero facilites there. If we can get our hands on that then we might be able to repair the hosiptal ship and keep the fleet intact.

My Ex filed alot of paperwork and lead his team admerable from what I understand. They arrived inside a gas giant and almost died. Granted Conway may have done that on purpose to avoid detection or he could have been having an off day. After coasting to avoid detection the managed to detect a cloaked shipo by accident. While doing the right thing by going to combat alert the ship was still attacked. However the Nimitz is little more than a floating gun platform and got an excelnt shop off cripling the ship in an single salvo. After taking on prisioners and acertaining they used to be intersolar system pirates he placed them in the cargo hold.

The asteroid had an AI that while my crew managed to get in it turns out it was a facilty where we studied biological weapons. The doctor proceded to use the facilites automated research facilites and they attempted to go down to the planet. There they discovered the outpost to send the signal but it was deserted and powerless. They camped for the night and were attacked by the survivors of the colony. according to reports from the field officers they were well zombies or something like them. (see attached reports)

After bombing the horde from orbit they returned to the facility and booted it up. Wildfire was in effect and the asteroid was on a countdown to destruction. After no contact for 40 days the AI on the asteroid was programmed to destroy all data, samples and the AI to keep it stuff out of anyones hands. I think this is the best idea. There are not many of us left. Nuclear weapons are bad enough bip weapons represnt a clear and present danger to whats left of the human race.

They also managed to recover cures vaccines for some of the most dangerous bugs the universe has ever seen and have about eight months of data on the enemy. We still need element zero but we have more medicine and a cloaking device. Anti matter is at 89%. Problem right now is we do not have a way to replish it.

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I dont know where to start a log like this. So ill do it like a band aid ripping it off fast. As of now all 19 colonies of humanity including Earth are gone. Right now the estimated losses are 183 billion souls. No one should ever have to write that in a log. If things get rocky from here on in take notice that i am drinking heavly. Fuck me i dont know why im even writing this stupid thing not like anyone in head quarters is going to read this.

Any way right now as far as I can tell only the Enterprise class USS Sanctuary and the Destroyer Nimitz are the only military combat ships currently not blown up as far as we can tell. I ordered for comm beacons to be placed behind us to send jump cordnates out to any IFF approved civilan ships. The cordnates are far enough out that we will detect them just in case these glass skined mother fuckers manage to break out comm beacon. Despite the fact they are programmed to explode if the wrong IFF is given even once. That and I strapped hydrogen fuel to them as well should make things interesting.

Ah yes the enemy. Ruthless, fast, and powerful. I have compliled reports form all my officers about the enemy thier ships weapons and what little we know about thier tatics and objectives. Problem is we know nothing. Its been a full month sense the attacks. Right now we have full tanks of anti matter, aviation fuel, food, and water and 73,124 human refugees to fucking feed and wipe asses. I expect suicides to rise in the next weeks to months as it settles in. for the last month we have been running around putting out fires left and right so no one has time to process whats been going on.

The Falcon was renamed the Sactuary not that i care but it was something the fleet wanted almost unamusly and that happens so rarely with humans I could not say no. right now she is at about 30% crew between reservists activated and some of the others that volenteered mostly becasue thier ships we over crowed and the like. Right now I am going to have to figure out how to intergrate them into the crew. My XO/CAG thinks its a simple as sign here and raise your right hand, but he forgets the need for boot camp and what that indoctrination teaches. Of course not all of them have that. My helmsman is very good if unprofessional. My chief medical officer is a corpsman I promoted to his horror. Guy spends 20 years with the colonial marines cant get past chief. Talk to him you will figure out why.

Then my jump officer poor bastard. He was literly out of training went on his first leave reported to the shake down cruise and BAM end of human civilzation. Then he has to plot all sorts of combat jumps and plots a j bird jump INSIDE a space station. Crazy son of a bitch does it! More and more ensign conway is becoming some kind of good luck charm around the ship. Ill never forget his comment to the XO.

XO “Plot a jump course out of here now.”
Ensign Conway, “Buts its my first day!”

Nothing like that kind of comment to bring a CIC under attack to a halt. Of course now the real problem is what to do now. Ive got to have some kind of objective some kind of semblance of a plan or we are all going to die out here. Well ive got a half full bottle here. Im going to down it then come up with a solution later.

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