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Star Trek: Genesis (Chapter 17)
THE GENESIS FILE
USS Enterprise (NCC-1701)
- 0650 hours -
"Bridge to all decks, red alert. Weapons bay, stand by for immediate weapons release." The rising tone of the red alert claxon sounded next, joined by flashing lights and the sounds of pressure doors dropping to isolate independent sections of the ship. Back on a combat footing for the fifth time in two days, and judging by the sound of his voice, Lieutenant Sulu found it a lot less exciting than he had the first two times.
Kirk pushed his chair back from his desk terminal and snapped his communicator open. It found the bridge intercom immediately and he demanded, "Talk to me, Sulu."
"Same as before, Captain. Inbound torpedoes, bearing two eleven mark six. Impact trajectory in forty two minutes..." a long pause on the intercom circuit, and then Kirk heard the whistle of a power transfer and the distant reverberation of a torpedo launch, lik
Star Trek: Genesis (Chapter 16)
USS Enterprise (NCC-1701)
- 2055 hours -
"Wait, that's Miri?" Kirk asked of the withered figure under the hospital blanket on the biobed. He'd been merely curious when he walked into sickbay and saw a mysterious woman in her mid seventies lying there in the infirmary section, but that curiosity had grown into near panic when McCoy told him the woman's name. "You can't be serious!"
"Serious as a heart attack," McCoy said, "We did another genetic screening a minute ago. The DNA is a perfect match to Miri's pattern. Besides, she looks exactly like Miranda Anderson in her interviews in the 2070s"
"But the thing that materialized on the transporter..."
"She didn't stay that way for long. When we tried to take her to sickbay she..." McCoy shook his head in disbelief, "I don't know how to explain this, but we were carrying her - what she'd become - on a st
Star Trek: Genesis (Chapter 15)
- 2021 hours -
The ship was already on Red Alert when the away team materialized in the transporter room. That was to be expected, considering the circumstances. What Kirk did not expect was the sudden lurch against the hull and the sound of power generators straining somewhere as the deflector screens struggled to repel some kind of attacking energy. The inertial dampeners quickly cancelled out the vibration, and the Captain leapt from the transport pad to the hatch, already sprinting on his way to the nearest turbolift.
He got as far as the transporter room door when the room suddenly filled with screams. He made out the voices of Rand and Dallas, plus the transporter chief whose name he could never remember. But there was a third scream in the room, an almost animal-like howl of greater power and intensity than any human could aspire to, and it was comi
Star Trek: Genesis (Chapter 14)
Doppelgänger, Southern England
- 1950 hours -
The sound of engine noise boiled to a groan as the capsule descended, rising to a howl just before touchdown, then fading to a distant hum once the craft finally planted its landing struts in the grass some fifty meters away from the obelisk. It didn't sound like an old-Earth combustion engine, but it wasn't quite an impulse engine either. It was a noisy, oscillating sound, something that reminded Kirk of the pulse-detonation engines on WW-III cruise missiles. It was an almost human-like design: a flattened teardrop shape that, now that it was safely situated on the ground, open like a clamshell on one entire side that exposed the glowing innards of what was clearly some kind of high-capacity transport chamber.
Kirk stopped in his tracks and turned here, squatted in the tall grass where he could still see with his own eyes. It wasn't quite two hundred mete
Star Trek: Genesis (Chapter 13)
USS Enterprise (NCC-1701)
- 1925 hours -
Ensign Rand was already waiting for them in the transporter room, already in a field jacket, mid way into adjusting the settings on her phaser and the targeting scope on her monocle. She'd taken Spock's advice and brought her issued side arm this time and was feeling especially pleased with herself, to the extreme chagrin of Ensign Dallas and Security Chief McCahil who both arrived only seconds ahead of the Captain and science officer, still bleary eyed from an impromptu cat nap.
Miri arrived last, struggling into a field jacket that had been issued to her by the quarter master literally minutes earlier. She looked as comfortable in a Starfleet uniform as she ever did in the dingy rags she'd been wearing when Enterprise found her. She looked excited, yet explosively nervous. So much like a raw cadet on a first assignment. "Ensign," Kirk said, her voi
bertholdt x reader ~ the traveler part 1
You guys might want to read the description so you can understand the story a bit better. Also don't be afraid to give me ideas on how to continue the story so that way I can get inspired to write more
"Wow-" click* *click*
"-Fascinating, you two are pretty photogenic"
I snapped a few more pictures of the two giants in front of me before letting my camera hang loosely around my neck.
"Well thats all I need you two so I will be going now"
The two giants didn't respond to me, though I guess thats because they lack lips, but one of them did reach a clenched hand down until it was right in front of me and when it opened its hand a bunch of apples fell next to my feet in a big pile.
"Are these for me?"
It seemed to give me a nod before walking away with it's friend.
"Thank you! Have a safe travel!"
I waved to them before collecting the apples into my bag and making my way towards a nearby forest with really big trees. It didn't take long for me to get there.
Półmartwi wierzą w cztery światy. Świat żywych, świat martwych, świat wiecznych i świat półmartwych. Każdym z nich rządzi jeden bóg. Światło panuje nad światem wiecznych, czyli półbogów. Życie pełni pieczę nad światem żywych. Każde żywe stworzenie podlega jej opiece. Światem martwych rządzi najmłodsza siostra - Śmierć. Tam trafiają wszystkie dusze bez wyjątku. Światem półmartwych natomiast, najstarszy brat, Mrok. Często jednak między rodzeństwem, dochodzi do kłótni. Czasem nawet wojny, skutkiem czego są załamania czasowe, chaos, a nawet wymieszanie wszystkich światów. Tak stało się kilka tysięcy
The monster underneath the surface chapter 1
The monster underneath the surface
A/N: Hooray, I'm back! And I plan this earlier, but I have been tired and the heat here has been pitiless and dried away my energy, but I wrote as fast and as long as I could. By the way I want to give you all a great big thank you for giving me 98 REVIEWS on my last story! Thank you so much! I had hoped for 100 reviews but I'm not going to be ungrateful.
And I just want to make one thing clear, I did make a version of this when I started to write on , but back then I was terrible at English grammar and the only reason I keep it up is because I like to see how much better I am now than back then, so you don't have to read it. Actually, please ignore it.
A little info about the story. Again, there are no ice powers! And I am borrowing two character's name from the 1980's and 2k3 cartoons, and they will be "the bad guys" with a little Kraang, just so you know. And Karai hasn't switched sides, yet. And this story
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John couldn't help but smile just a little himself. After having been alone so long, spending so much time not knowing how much of his family was still alive, here stood the three Spartans he'd missed the most. The three people whose presence he'd wished for more than anything in the closing days of the war, and his conflict with the Didact. He would have swiped his fingers across his faceplate, but they were in a crowded hangar and a part of him wanted to keep the gesture strictly between himself and his team. It was, after all, one of the few things that was purely Spartan-II.
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“Beilshmidt?” she said, surprised. The man looked mildly surprised as well, his gaze falling onto you.
“What do you want?” you said, more venomously than you had intended. You were as tired as Eliza, but the excitement of chasing the Stormstone was keeping you awake, calculations and emergency battle plans running through your head non-stop. Beilshmidt glared at you.
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'Maybe they can help with my arm...?' I thought to myself.
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KOIP: Bonus Track - Lullaby
The air is crisp, a welcome cool breeze skating across his surface as he anxiously awaits her arrival. Above them the sky is clear and the celestial body giving Rannoch life has decided to bless them with comfortable weather. Birds and insects flutter about, watching as though they are invited guests. Kolyat supposes that they won’t be receiving gifts from these event crashers.
The tone of the quartet changes, pulling Kolyat’s attention from Rannoch’s beauty to the loveliness of another. His nerves redouble their forces, trying to give him a heart attack, and he fights to keep himself from fidgeting. After months of planning, calculating, fittings, shopping, arguing, and parties the time has finally come.
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Pavel Chekov looked up from his books to where you stood with two empty mugs in your hands. “That’s debatable.”
“Actually it’s not. You can’t argue with me either. I&
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Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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