[Naked Crook]

Nighthawk also heard the abort. He was very confused as to why such an order would be given. Tye, who also heard the order, entered the cockpit of the Vulture, as he looked at Nighthawk, and spoke directly to him. Tyber: Break us off. I am going to signal our abort confirmation with Captain Frost. Nighthawk sighed, as he adjusted his heading, and he broke off with the other Pelicans. Tye, on the other hand, contacted Jennifer viat the open comm channel. Tyber: I can confirm an abort Jennifer. We are breaking off. There was silence over the comms for a moment, before Jennifer continued speaking. She spoke on an open frequency, so every Pelican and every team could hear her. Jennifer: I need all Pelicans to withdraw, and return to orbit. Plot a course for the following coordinates... Jennifer paused. Jennifer: 129 by 17 degrees, 347 by 112 degrees, 155 by 76 degrees. I need all ships converging on that location. Nighthawk chimed in over the comm. He was very forward with his questioning. Nighthawk: This better be good Jennifer. We were just about to engage The Trust... Jennifer: Believe me Nighthawk...this is as good as it gets. Just keep your eyes on those sensor readouts. Meanwhile: Spender, who was on the bridge of The Ulterior Motive, heard the update from Hammer Team. He quickly responded via the comm system. Spender: We are seeing the same thing up here Hammer Team. The question is...why are they falling back... Just as Spender said this, one of the bridge officers turned to face Spender. Sensor Officer: Director Spender! I think we have a problem... Spender looked at the sensor officer. Spender: What is it? Snesor officer: We have...multiple incoming projectiles... Spender became wide eyes, as he jumped out of his chair, and ran over to the sensor officer. He could see that there were 48 Shiva warheads, all closing in on his position. Spender: Oh...shit... Spender frowned, as he glared at his helm officer Spender: Hard to port! Bring the engines up to full power, and break this position! The helm officer carried out the order as quickly as it was given. The helm officer blue-shifted the engines, as the Ulterior Motive took evasive action to move out of the projected blast zone. The Ulterior Motive had managed to clear the main blast zone, but the firing pattern used by the King Raven was a very wide dispersal. The successive detonations of SHiva warheads resulted in a light blanket of EM radiation, which was not dense enough to black out sensors, but strong enough to interfere with the fine-tuned mechanics of THe Ulterior Motive's stealth generator. The Ulterior Motive was now exposed. On the bridge of The Ulterior Motive, Spender was on edge. He knew exactly what Captain Frost was aiming to do. He held his breath, waiting for the one report that was going to make or break her efforts. Operations Officer: Director SPender...The Stealth generator is offline. They can see us. We are visible... Spender scoffed, as he slammed his fist on one of the terminals. Spender: Fucking ONI bitch! Spender paused. He collected himself, as he walked back to his chair, and accessed the ship's comm system. Spender: All hands...battle stations! We are now on full alert! This is not a drill! Spotlight contingency protocls are now in effect! All Divison 7 personnel are to focus all efforts on the evacuation of Vanguard from this veessel! Spender paused. Spender: All engineering teams - priority 1...purge the stealth generator and begin immediate repairs. Get our stealth systems back online! All other concerns are secondary! All combat personnel, report to emergency stations. Spender closed the comm line. Just as he did, his COmms Officer spoke up. Comms Officer: Sir...we are being hailed. It's The King Raven. Spender: Let's buy time. Patch her through... Meanwhile: Nighthawk had been watching his sensor readout, like Jennifer had asked. The moment, he saw a new contact appear on his sensors, he began to laugh. Nighthawk: She found them! My God, she found them! Tye looked at Nighthawk, taken aback by his excitement. Tyber: Found who!? Nighthawk: She found The Ulterior Motive! Jennifer found their ship...and she exposed them! We can see them! Nighthawk pushed his engines up to max, as he pushed his Vulture as hard as he could. Nighthawk: We have to get inside! We have to find a way in! Nighthawk had to agree with Jennifer...this was worth it. Tyber: Hold on Nighthawk. Keep it together. We still need a way to punch through those hanger bay doors. We still can't get it. We can see the monster...but we have no way of stinging it! Nighthawk: Not yet! Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Hopefully Jennifer can get us something!