Stu was already down on the planet looking for IKS Azetbur when the creatures slowly started brushing Stu’s side. Simon contacted Stu and told him to keep in contact while on planet.

“Sam, keep communications open and our sensors scanning.” Simon said.

Sam, opened communications to Stu and waited on the Narwhal to contact her. She asked the captain to lower herself to lower orbit to beam up the narwhal if need be and he said yes near the planet’s atmosphere. Sam, then lowered herself as close to the atmosphere as possible but 2B couldn’t scan through the oceans and the pressure below Azetbur was slowly degrading her hull to nothing or something was chewing on her hull. 2B couldn’t pick which. She hoped that the new crewmember would be helpful in finding out.

((Under the Ice))

Stu swam around below the ice with his headset scanning and illuminating the area in front of him. With the mass of ice weighing down on the ocean and the planet’s relatively high mass, the pressure in the top 50 feet of the ocean just below the ice was equal to nearly 25 psi. Stu felt that extra ‘squeeze’ of the ocean on his body, but his species was used to diving to down to depths where pressure could exceed 35 or even 40 psi.

‘Stu to Bakersfield. I’m beginning my search pattern. Ocean pressure are slightly above standard norms but nothing I cant handle. It’s dark down here, the layered of the ice sheet above me is barely letting 1 percent of the solar light through to the ocean.”

Stu flicked his head to left as he sensed motion and saw the front edge of a small school of 4 eyed fish approach and rapidly redirected away from him.

“They’re definitely life down here. I’ve seen a school of fish, and what appeared to a blue eel-like creature…uh, do you still have a transporter lock on me?” Stu asked, starting to get a bit nervous.

(On the bridge of USS Bakersfield)

“Sam, do you still have a lock on Stu?” said Simon.

“Barely” said Sam. She knew even at this close to the atmosphere, the ice made it hard to keep a lock on Stu.

2B said “Sir, reading something coming for Stu and it’s near where the Azetbur went and closing fast, it’s huge from what sensors picked up. At least twice the size of a humpback whale on earth. Scanners also picking up something illuminated in it’s stomach to, where scans are picking up light within.

((Thalor Ocean))

The water was remarkably clear and the flashlight was giving the Narwhal roughly 150 meters of visibility. Suddenly the silhouette of a large Klingon cruiser appeared in front of him. It was nose up with its bow imbedded in the ice and its engines pointing toward the core of the ocean world. Just then he saw a large shadow emerge from below the Klingon craft and streak towards him.

It was huge whatever it was.

“Uh Oh. BAKERSFIELD, Beam me up, beam me up, BEAM ME UP!” Stu said as he turned and swam away as fast as his cybernetically enhanced exoskeleton could take him. As the large predator lurched upward towards the Narwhal it smashed into the bottom of the ice pack and rumbled the thick surface ice before recoiling and continuing its pursuit of the cetacean Lt.

(On the bridge of Bakersfield)

They heard Stu’s cry out and Simon went to work telling Sam to beam him up now, but there was a problem in the beaming matrix and it was going to take time to fix. So they decided to use a shuttle to beam Stu back up.

“Simon to Shuttlecraft 1, we have our officer on Thalor V who is in trouble, prepare to link up and get as close to the ice as possible.” The shuttlecraft had already peeled off for the surface once they got this communication. Shuttle had already been near the surface when they got it. Stu was being chased by a 6 eyed monster with a eel looking mouth that looked bigger then the Azetbur and was slower then the Narwhal but had fast strikes. It kept missing him with each strike but each time looked like it came closer and closer.

“Simon, we are in position, orders?” Simon then told them to lock onto Stu and beam him straight to cetacean ops. As they beamed Stu back, the shuttle was hit with a electrical storm that disabled propulsion and sensor systems and interfered with the systems of the android piloting it.

“What was that? Simon asked.

“Just another day at the office, Simon.” said Aurora. Then she punched in something on the keypad beside her and brought up what they surveyed so far and it wasn’t enough for Starfleet. Looks like another tough day around the corner for the crew.

As the crew saw the shuttle crash land it was torn in 3 pieces. Simon ordered immediate evacuation of the shuttle and his ship to pull back into a higher orbit as the internal dampers was having trouble keeping up with the friction put upon them by the upper atmosphere.