“Captain, the Tkon ship is powering up.”
K’Tar looked up to the viewscreen to see the massive ship’s lights come alive. “We can’t let them get underway. Lieutenant, target their engines, maybe we can at least keep them at sublight speeds.”
The tactical officer’s hands flew over the console. “That won’t do much, sir. Our torpedoes will barely do any damage against their shields and armor.”
“What’s the location of the rest of our fleet?” K’Tar asked.
“They’re currently engaged with another Tkon ship on the edge of the sector.”
K’Tar slammed his fist down on the armrest of his seat. “What if we ejected out warp core and detonated it against their hull?”
“Then it would take us over a decade to get to the nearest Federation base,” the Andorian first officer Lieutenant Commander Shron replied.
Looking around the bridge, K’Tar finally stood up and adjusted his red uniform, which often got caught on his large Klingon frame. “Helm, prepare to go to maximum warp.”
“We’re leaving?” Shron exclaimed.
“No…all of you are leaving.” K’Tar pushed the comm. “All hands, this is the captain. Abandon ship, I repeat, abandon ship. Get to the escape pods and shuttles.” He turned to Shron. “That’s an order, commander.”
Shron nodded. “It’s been an honor, sir.” K’Tar returned a nod and let the crew leave. Once the bridge was empty, K’Tar sat at the helm and waited for all the pods and shuttles to be clear. A few minutes later, the last shuttle left, leaving him alone on the ship.
“Today is a good day to die!” K’Tar exclaimed as he activated the warp engines and brought both ships to their final destinations.