Bengal and Taiko wait on deck as a KH cargo shuttle lands on the deck and KH soldiers file out and unload several large drums. A female wolf-sapien steps up to Bengal and Taiko.

"Greetings, my name is Delta. General Stalker and Tesla send their regards. Shall we begin the modifications to your missiles to spread this cure?"

"Taiko will lead you the way." says Bengal

"Follow me, please."

They take the drums to one of the elevator platforms and it goes down into the hangar. Bengal goes to his office.

Meanwhile in the ships main magazine, Chief Kenai and his second, Granite, a cougar-sapien, are at the main door. One of Kenai's crew runs up to them.

"They've just landed, Chief! What are we going to do?"

"What we planned. I am not going to let any agents of the KH Military anywhere near my magazine! Let's go."

As Delta and her tech wheel the barrels full of the compound down a corridor, Taiko with them, Kenai and a dozen ordnance handlers appear with laser rifles.

"Freeze!"

"Kenai, what is going on here?!" says Taiko

"Leave, Commander. My beef is with them and Captain Bengal, not you."

"Well it most certainly is with me now! This is mutiny, mister!"

"No, this is insuring the safety of this ship! Take them, and search them men!"

"Now see here!" says Delta "We're here to help!"

"Lying wench!" says Granite "I don't believe that for a minute!"

"What do we do with this stuff?" asks one of the ordance dogs.

"Take it with us." says Kenai "Let's go!"

Kenai shoves Delta down the corridor

"Your facing a court-martial, Kenai!" says Taiko

Kenai turns to him and stuns him with his laser rifle.

Inside the ship's mess, various crewdogs off duty enjoy a meal when Kenai and his crew enter with Delta and company in tow.

"Listen up, Mutts!" says Kenai "We are not going to allow the KH Military to sabotage this ship again! Captain Bengal has betrayed us and I will not let that go unpunished! Your either with me, or get out of here!"

"Now wait a minute!" says Viking "Who do you think----"

Kenai points his rifle at Viking's face point blank.

"The so called Master of the Mess Hall. Not today pan slinger. Out!"

"You damage any of my equipment and I'll take it out of your hide!" says Viking.

"Yeah, yeah! We've heard it all before." says Granite "Now move!"

Several crewdogs stay behind as the rest leave the mess hall. Kenai goes to a wall comm.

"Bridge, this is Ordance Chief Kenai in the Mess Hall. I want to talk to Captain Bengal."

******

Battlestations sound throughout the Mills as Captain Nick enters the bridge.

"Report!"

"Two werewolf crewed destroyers headed our way captain!" says Kestrel "The Watkins is flanking us from behind and ready to join in the fight at our say so."

"What about the Retriever?"

"Last communication from them reported some kind of trouble on board." says Casey "The Ruegger is staying behind to defend them."

"The other ships?"

"Fallujah and Barrage are tracking subs in their area and the Tulsa is shadowing the Soyuz which his come out of Sevastapol." says Kestrel

"Contact!" says Jamie "Missile lock on! Lead destroyer has fired a missile at us!"

"Hard to port!" says Nick.

Sheba turns the wheel and the missile misses this ship.

"Range, 2 miles." says Jamie "Too close for missiles, we'll have to go to guns."

"Weapons ready, Ari?" says Nick

"Aye sir!"

"Then give them an old fashioned broadside!"

"Open fire!"

Mills and Watkins let loose with their main guns. The werewolf ship opens fire as well. The lead ship takes a direct hit.

"Good shot, Ari!" says Nick "Keep pouring it-----"

Without warning a shell strikes the bridge. Fire, smoke and shrapnel fill the air. Kestrel crawls to Nick as the smoke clears with a broken arm and a gash on her head. Nick is quite dead.

"Ari and Sheba are dead as well." says Jamie

"Take the wheel, Jamie!" says Kestrel "Casey, get replacments up here, now!"

The ship shudders hard.

"This is damage control, direct hit amidships! CIC is in ruins."

"Ship to ship communications are down!" says Casey

"Jamie, get us out of here!"

Ther ship takes two more hits. The damage control officer comes in.

"Aft turret out of action. We have a major fire amidships. We have to abondon ship, ma'am!"

"No! We're not leaving this ship!"

"Too bad, because we're flooding aft!"

"Counter flood you idiot!"

"I tried, we're too badly damaged!"

"Bridge this is Lionel, engine room flooded, aft deck is almost awash!"

Kestrel heaves a heavy sigh and goes to the comm board.

"All paws abandon ship!"

As the crew swims to safety, the U.S.S. Mills sinks below the surface. One werewolf vessel is also sunk and the other leaves with battle damage. The Watkins picks up Kestrel and crew and heads for Istanbul.

Bengal is not happy. He storms onto the bridge and snatches the mic away from Slick.

"Now listen here, Kenai! Alura's werewolves have crossed into southern Russia and are headed for Georgia! The Mills was sunk thirty minutes ago by werewolf crewed destroyers, and now your staging a mutiny on me for working with the KH?! Have you gone mad!!?"

"We want these terrorists off our ship, and if you don't bring that KH shuttle back to pick them up, we start shooting!"

"They are here to help us stop the enemy you fool!"

"I'm wondering who the real enemy is." says Kenai

Bengal reels from that statement and in a fit, tosses the mic away.

"Orders, captain?" says Sultan

"Get me Mission Control, and then General Stalker. They're both going to love this."

to be continued....