Suddenly a team of security officers rushes into the second chance and surround Captain Cannons with their weapons drawn, Pyriel walks in after the team.
Pyriel: Captain Bradley Cannons you are under arrest for multiple acts of treason!
Cannons: What the hell are you talking about?
Pyriel: Cannons they know what you were up to during the last few actions of the Icoanian war. At the battle of New Romulus you sold out your own people, you piece of shit to save your own neck you sacrificed several of ships.
Cannons: I did what I did to save my ship and crew!
Pyriel: Bullshit, I got word from Starfleet Command there were survivors from the Icarus and the T’Mon have proof that YOU sent a burst transmission from your ship alerting the Iconian fleet so that the Daystrom could escape the battle. Pyriel stares death at Cannons, you are hereby relieved of duty as Commanding officer of the Daystrom.
Cannons: They were just Romulans! They don’t deserve our loyalty never have never will. Federation lives come first we should have been worrying about our own people, but what do you care about that? He finishes his drink and stands slowly with his hands in the air and turns toward
Pyriel. You, the spy the ghost of the station never here when it really counts hell even your own wife left and went back to Earth to be rid of you. If you died out there who would know or care NO ONE, That’s who!
Cannons starts to reach for his sidearm but before he can he is whacked in the back of the head by the butt of the rifle of one of the security team, He crumples to the floor like dirty laundry.
Pyriel just shakes his head at the disgrace to the uniform laying o the ground.
Pyriel: Get him the hell off of my station.
Pyriel: In the brig of the first Starfleet ship bound for Earth let him be their problem he has been ours for too long.
The officer scans the unconscious Cannons and removes any tech and weapons on him and places a neural inhibitor on his heads due to his Betazoid heritage. Finally, they cuff him and stand him up. The Team leader taps his com badge.
Officer: Six to beam directly to the brig.
As they beam away Pyriel walks over and sits at the bar and looks over at the empty glass that sat in front of Cannons. All can see the anger and sadness on Pyriel’s usually calm face.
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