From the Depths of Darkness of The Nexari Voidcoil

Posted on Wed Jul 8th, 2026 @ 9:23pm by Captain Emily Janeway

655 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Do as I say, not as I...
Location: {Long Range Shuttle #3 en route to the USS Norwich}
Timeline: Current (three months after Cumulonimbus Five beach duty)

:ON:

{Long Range Shuttle #3 en route to the USS Norwich}

A few hours in the afternoon.
Janeway ::shaking her head with a quiet laugh:: “Let’s just hope the Norwich has better food. And better Marines.” ::She set the empty tin aside and looked out the viewport at the stars streaking by, already mentally preparing for whatever awaited them on the new ship. The weight of the temporary assignment settled on her shoulders. New ship. New crew. Same mission.::
Grallator: “I wonder what their 10 forward, what dining facilities are like.”

Janeway sigh of uncertainty shrugged her shoulders ::leaning back, calm and professional:: “Doesn’t matter much right now. We’ll eat what they serve and get the job done.”
::She picked up her padd with the final sensor summary from Cumulonimbus Five. The cabin lights seemed dimmer as she reading out loud as her continued recalling the events of .::

Janeway: continued on her storytelling epic space sea monster that is still being released as part of Command classified the creature that took the rest of the Albion’s Marines detachment as a Nexari Voidcoil. Cumulonimbus Five was supposed to be a vacation paradise under that violet nebula sky — beautiful beachfront waters meant for tourists. Instead, something ancient and terrifying had been lurking in the black depths. A colossal serpentine body rose dramatically from the storm-churned waves, armored plates shimmering with oily iridescent violet and cyan. Dozens of cold glowing cyan eyes locked onto prey with chilling intelligence. Long tentacles lined with pulsating bioluminescent suckers whipped and coiled like living lures, water cascading off them as they rose. With horrifying speed it reared up, its deep guttural roar thundering across the beach like thunder made flesh. Its wide maw split open, needle teeth gleaming in the lightning. Tentacles slammed violently into the surf and the shuttle with crushing force while its massive coils thrashed wildly, dragging the wreckage down into the glowing abyss in a chaos of sparks, foam, and eerie bioluminescence. One moment paradise… the next, only silence and faint glowing ripples on the surface. You never saw it coming until it was already too late.”
::She set the padd down with a small, pragmatic nod.::

Janeway: “We held the perimeter and got the civilians clear. That’s what mattered. The rest of the detachment wasn’t as lucky. Hazard of the planet. Now we focus on the Norwich. Teach them how Captain Sprague runs things. Keep it simple. Keep it effective for in hopefully get a future more productive missions addition to giving the Marines more assignments in Starfleet.”

Janeway: :: looks over it the bartender just see if he was even listening as she continued her conversation while their flight.::

Janeway said:: “Still Command classified the creature that took the rest of the detachment as a Nexari Voidcoil. It was something ancient and wrong — a colossal serpentine horror lurking in the black depths just beneath the deceptively calm beachfront waters. The violet nebula cast an unnatural, sickly glow over everything, turning the vacation paradise into something sinister. Armored plates shimmered with an oily iridescent violet and cyan in the lightning flashes. Dozens of cold glowing cyan eyes burned with malevolent intelligence. Long tentacles lined with pulsating bioluminescent suckers trailed like living lures through the dark. Then it erupted from the abyss with horrifying speed — a deep guttural roar like thunder made flesh shaking the beach, its wide maw splitting open to reveal rows of needle teeth gleaming in the storm light. Tentacles whipped violently through the surf and slammed the shuttle with crushing force, metal screaming as the hull buckled. Its massive coils thrashed wildly, dragging the wreckage down into the glowing depths. One moment paradise… the next, only silence and faint glowing ripples on the surface. You never saw it coming until it was already too late.”

OFF:
Captain Emily Jones Janeway
Marine Commanding Officer (Temporary Detached Duty – USS Norwich)
USS Albion NCC-3020

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