[4thdimension]

The Prometheus's primary hull swung at a sickening angle, it's inertial dampeners struggled to keep up. As Laforge pulled himself off of the floor and took a look around the red bathed bridge he began to calculate the force with which a harpoon would have to hit his ship to penetrate the armor. A damned actual harpoon. Laforge cursed.
"They are coming about." T'val called from behind him. "we will be exposed to the firing ark of their primary weapons in four seconds." They had managed to avoid these so far. The Federation vessels were much more maneuverable then the Hirogen. Far less powerful, the smaller muti-directional plasma canons had done no real harm, barely scathing the ships armor when they penetrated the shields. Laforge knew however that a direct hit from three canons that were several magnitudes more powerful would crash through the shields and begin to eat away at the armor, the ships last line of defense besides the primary hull itself, and he didn't want to go back to those days.
"Ronan, Shelby, get this ship off me. lethal force, authorization Laforge omega one."
"Confirmed Laforge." Shelby said over the comlink. There was no longer any trace of mutiny in her voice.
"Brace for impact!" LaForge cried. The huge Hirogen warship loomed before them, three cannon turrets glowed yellow in it's hull, reaching full charge. There was a gleam of silver to either side,transphasic torpedoes ripped through its shields. The warship erupted in a blinding flash. The primary hull of the Prometheus swung wide, momentarily out of control as the harpoon went limp on the other end.
Laforge jumped up from his seat, striking the air with his fist. "Good shot Shelby! Let's get this ship back together."
"That will not be possible Captain." T'val said, cutting through his excitment. "The Hirogen weapon is embedded in the port docking clamps."
"Damned lucky shot." Hall piped up from the conn. The two other fragments of the ship hovered beside them, unable to do anything. The small armada of Hirogen ships grew larger, moments away from weapons range. Laforge was staring at the screen.
"Ronan, Shelby, get the hell out of here, random vector. Maximum warp. Jump to transwarp towards the station in three hours unless your still being pursued.."
"Negative Captain. We stay together." Ronan cut him off.
"This isn't the time Commander. Let them chase you at warp, try to drag some of them off. I'll give the Stinger another few seconds and then ill jump to warp. This mission is over."
Just then the Stinger burst through the orange cloud layer, the transporter room sent an automated alert to the bridge, the closest Hirogen ship fired a full barrage at the black shuttle. The shuttle's shields sputtered and failed, the warp core erupted in a blue flash. Everyone watched as the debris spread out from the explosion. The Hirogen ship turned for another pass, it's shields blazing against the planet's atmosphere.
"That's it people! Move, move!" The spell was broken, the shards of the Prometheus swerved in opposite directions, heading into high warp.