The Hanger flared green, as a shield was activated below the door. A fraction of a second later, perfectly timed the hanger doors began to separate. The shield flashed as the weight of the water began pushing down, trying to obey the laws of gravity only to be betrayed by the wall of pure energy. All this time the hum of the ship had steadily been getting louder, to anyone outside the ship. The Tempest lifted off her legs, only a fraction allowing the ship to compensate to being held under her own power as the legs retracted up and into the hull. 

Data poured over the screens on the bridge and throughout the ship, crew staring at their screens and scientists pouring over the data for analysis. Finally the doors finished opening, the sky not even visible through the relatively small body of water. The green light was giving, signalling the various officers of the ship that she was fully functional and cleared for launch as the main engines were brought online. Nearby villages the next day would talk about thunder during the night without even a drop of rain from the sound of the engines igniting. 

From outside, Officers of the Navy and members of the Royal Family gathered in Glass-allt Shiel to watch the launch. The Loch sat calm and undisturbed but nought by the wind. Then as the [i]Tempest[/i] bridge entered the bottom of the loch, followed by the nose, waves began to form from the centre of the Loch. Lashing against all sides, one after another as if a storm had taken place only on Loch Muick and nowhere else, then she became visible. The [I]Tempest[/i]. She rose majestically out of the water, when her entire body was out of the water the waves began slowly to settle. Only then did the letters on the side of the vessel light up with [i]H.M.S Tempest[/i]. She almost hovered for a moment, before her drives flashed again and she tore off and up into the sky as to try and avoid detection, some would see lights from the vessel though think nothing on it for many more were inside drinking their tea after a hard days work.

After entering orbit, everyone on the bridge looked in awe out at the stars. While the ship had done a test run on a Skeleton crew many of the crew had never been in space, and those that had were still dumbstruck by the vastness and the beauty of it all. Spirits were high, as the crew of the bridge turned to the Captain, and brief cheers of joy could be heard echoing from down the corridor. Looking back to the crew, west gave a small nod of approval, but much was still ahead. “Allright people, moment’s over. Let’s explore the galaxy. XO, you have the bridge. Weapon and tactical officers, briefing in five minutes.” Alexis said, tapping the intercom, “All members of Tempest Strike One report to the briefing room.” she said and headed there herself.