Blog Trek: Encounter in Cyberspace

CYBERSPACE, THE FINAL FRONTIER...

THESE ARE VOYAGES OF THE UCS WEBLOG...

ITS MULTIYEAR MISSION...

TO EXPLORE STRANGE NEW SITES...

TO SEEK OUT NEW FACTS AND NEW POINTS OF VIEW...

TO BOLDLY GO WHERE NO BLOGGER HAS GONE BEFORE....



Aboard the United Cybership (UCS) Weblog...


Captain’s Blog, Supplemental

This is a continuation of the blog entries for the UCS WEBLOG; previous entries can be found at this cyberlink: Stop Islamic Conquest: Blog Trek. To anyone finding this information, I request that you relay it to Cyberfleet Headquarters, the United Federation of Bloggers.

The UCS WEBLOG was one of several Federation Cyberships patrolling the neutral zone along the border of Federation Cyberspace. With the arrival of reinforcements in the border area, Cyberfleet directed the UCS WEBLOG and other Federation Cyberships to reconnoiter beyond the neutral zone in search of a new enemy, the Morg, that was reported to be threatening the Federation. Additionally, we had been advised of the existence of cyberspecies that are related to the Morg, but who are either neutral or even friendly to the Federation. Furthermore, we had also been warned to be on the lookout for species that had been presumed to be friendly to the Federation, but which were alleged to in fact be actively collaborating with the Morg in their attempt to conquer and subdue the Federation and all other civilizations.

Well, two days out of Federation Cyberspace, we found them.

Almost immediately upon departure from Federation Cyberspace, long-range sensor scans detected a cluster of Morg units in what appeared to be a relatively peaceful interaction with other cybervessels. These other vessels were showing no signs of cyberspace transponder emissions, and were taking other measures to disguise their identity. We approached them to investigate, and the group immediately broke up. I had the impression that at first they just had a general concern about being seen, but that they very quickly realized we suspected something was up. Knowing that we could identify Morg units fairly reliably, and knowing also of the concern that the Federation was being betrayed, I decided to focus our attention on the unidentified units in the hopes of discovering their identity, learning what they were up to, and then passing that information on to Cyberfleet Headquarters.

After that, the encounter progressed quite rapidly. Ignoring the Morg units that were departing the area, we approached the unidentified cybervessels at high velocity. I ordered Red Alert, and as the already tense crew scrambled to battle stations, I directed the communications officer to send our current location, all sensor readings and our blog entries in an omnidirectional transmission to Cyberfleet Headquarters; omnidirectional, in the hopes that any other Federation Cyberships in the area would also intercept the transmission and come to investigate. Meanwhile, our weapons were being loaded and locked on targets, while full sensor scans continued to record all data regarding what we now knew to be hostile forces. Although we were dramatically outnumbered, our unexpected appearance and unhesitating and rapid approach seem to have caught the hostiles quite off guard. We closed range and fired one full salvo of cyber torpedoes; sensors indicated sound hits, as the hostiles began to react. They were commencing sensor readings on us, when we engaged the newly installed cloaking device and then began a series of rapid and dramatic course changes at high speed, a tactic intended to foil their attempts to extrapolate our position based on last known location and heading data. Making an evasive and undetectable escape from the battle area, we continued full sensor scans on the targets.

Meanwhile, long range sensor sweeps indicated that other Federation Cyberships were within the general area, and some had even picked up our transmission. Indications were, however, that they were unsure what to make of it; by the time friendly units arrived in the battle area, it was deserted, and the UCS WEBLOG, still cloaked, could only monitor the situation from a distance. Not knowing the exact numbers, location or strength of the enemy, the only things we could be sure of was that we had stirred up a hornet's nest, that angry enemy units were now looking for us, and that we dare not divulge our location by making contact with the friendly forces that were now reasonably close by.

"Getting out of Dodge" at high warp velocity, still fully cloaked, the UCS WEBLOG continued monitoring an angry enemy that appears to be unsure of our location. Meanwhile, our sensor logs are growing more complete and more interesting by the day.