"First battle of the ro'QeH" 
by Sogh T'Kang 
First officer - IKC ro'QeH 
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The Q'Vort class bird of prey ro'QeH soon left the Klingon 
homeworld, Q'onos, on route for the mIch nItlhral, and 
botlhlan yaH (midway station) in orbit of the planet lanjep.


HoD Aram sat in the command chair of the larger warship 
and seemed pleased at the fortune of being given this 
assignment in light of the destruction of station D'Alaan 27.

"My HoD seems pleased this day." the elderly high priest, 
Krell, stated as he stood near Aram's side.

Patting the metal arm of the command chair and feeling it's 
strength, the young teenaged captain nodded.  "The ro'QeH 
is a fine vessel Krell.  Much more modern than that lump of 
veQ bird of prey - the Jachyoj."  Aram explained with a 
prideful voice.

"Now my Hod, I seem to recall not long ago you found the 
Jachyoj to be a honorable vessel that served you and the 
Empire well,. . . my liege. "

Aram glanced at the wise profit.  "Indeed.  It is not a slight on 
the Jachyoj Krell.  You are quite right, that vessel did serve 
me well on my first command and in evacuating the Klingon 
contingency from the exploding D'Alaan station.  At the time I 
was glad to be in command of that quaint little vessel and 
her hearty warrior crew.   But now. . ."

"But now, you are Hod of the ro'QeH, a much larger ship, 
with a much larger crew."  Krell finished Aram's thought.

"Exactly my friend.  With this vessel we will be able to be of 
greater service to the Empire in defending our boarders from 
the Romulan and Breen Ha'DIbaH'mey that dare to 
challenge Klingon space."  Aram explained.

"It is a mighty vessel my HoD.  But any vessel is useless 
without a brave crew to guide her to victory. And a wise 
warriors to lead them with dedication and honor."

"This I know Krell.  That is why I am glad that I have warriors 
such as yourself, as Angar and T'Kang at my side."

Interrupting the HoD's conversations with the elderly high 
priest, Angar calls out from the Navigation station.  "My HoD, 
I am picking up a distress signal just ahead.  A diplomatic 
transport vessel is under attack. . . It is the Breen."

"may'yaH!" Aram called out, bringing everyone to their battle 
stations.

Upon hearing the orders, T'Kang moved over to the 
weapons station and began scanning the area.  "My HoD, I 
detect two Breen assault craft.  They are attacking the 
Empire transport.  It's shields are weakening."

"Angar, set an intercept course.  T'Kang, lower tactical battle 
wings and ready all disrupter batteries." HoD Aram ordered.

The bald headed Klingon activated the proper controls to 
bring the ro'QeH to it's new heading, while T'Kang lowered 
the battle wings into their attack positions and charged up all 
weapon batteries to full reserve levels.

"Activate cloaking device.  I want to survey the battle before 
we make our first strike."  HoD Aram ordered.

"Cloaking device has been engaged my HoD."  Angar stated 
as the ro'QeH shimmered into nothingness while streaking 
through Empire space at high warp speeds.

"How long until we are within weapons range T'Kang?"  
Aram asked.

The bear-like Klingon checked his instruments and made an 
approximation, "Within two minutes my HoD."

The elderly high priest, Krell, turned to exit the bridge, 
gaining HoD Aram's attentions.  "You leave us Krell?"

"I serve no purpose here during this time my HoD.  I have 
every confidence that the ro'QeH will be triumphant this day 
under your command.  I have scrolls that need dressing.  If I 
may have leave of you my liege?"  Krell bowed nobly.

"You may my friend.  You may."  Aram smiled.

Krell finished his bow and glanced at the main view screen.  
The two attacking Breen craft and the Empire transport were 
just now appearing on the extreme range of their screen.  
"Qapla!"  Krell offered.

Aram returned, "Qapla!", for that was his intention.  To 
succeed in defending the Empire, her boarders, and her 
vessels just like this diplomatic transport that was under 
siege by the chilling Breen.

As First officer of the ro'QeH, T'Kang began pounding his fist 
on the weapons console, in keeping with the tempo of the 
battle song he had started to sing.  Within a short time, the 
entire crew of the ro'QeH had joined in, and were working 
themselves up for the confrontation that was about to take 
place.