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
We've Got Mail!Amy and Rory are gone, but Time Lords are clever, and there's always a way to keep in touch...
“We’ve got mail!” River caroled as she bounced into the Tardis, waving a handful of heavy vellum envelopes.
“Give me!” the Doctor ran down the Tardis stairs and snatched half the envelopes from River’s grasp, scattering others across the entryway floor.
River didn’t protest, she was as eager as he was to discover the contents.
They both sat down right there on the entryway floor and started opening envelopes.
The Doctor slit open a thick square envelope with his pinkie and pulled out the sheaf of papers inside. He quickly unfolded them.
“Hello, Raggedy Man, What’s up?”
Tears started in his eyes at that irreverent greeting, he grinned fit to bust and blinked his eyes clear.
“We got your last letter,” Amy continued. “Sounds like you put my daughter through the ringer. Really, you should know better than to take
Game On (Eren x Reader x Levi) (Chap. 04)
(WARNING! LANGUAGE, I APOLOGISE FOR THE CUSSING AND STUFF! I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND, PLEASE CONTINUE!)
"What if you become handsome, taller and stronger?"
"What if you can teach those bullies a lesson?"
"What if you become popular?"
"It'd feel like you've been reborn."
"What would you say if i told you that all of those are as easy as a game?"
Those were his words when the last time Eren saw him. What did he meant by 'a game'? Why did he say it like life is just a simple game?
It was confusing.
Yet tempting. He was tempted to say yes, he was tempted to say of course he wanted that life. A life where he's stronger. A life where he can actually be a somebody. A life where he can actually had the chance to make her his.
Everyday, he would witness their affection towards each other. How she laughed at his lame jokes, how he insults her and she insults him back, how they let their fingers intertwined with each other's as t
Mini TFP Fan-Fiction - Part 7 Trying to keep his composure, willing Ratchet to take his ridiculous request seriously, he repeated himself. “Teach me how to heal.”
Ratchet blinked once, twice, then shut his mouth with a snap. “I'm—I'm sorry?”
Taking a shaky breath, Smokescreen continued. He felt as if he were treading in dangerous waters. “If you won't heal him, then teach me how to—I'll heal him.” He put on his most firm look, hoping he looked as if his decision had been made. But really, the thought of learning anything medical seemed wrong. He was training to be a warrior, and always had been. However, if Ratchet didn't take up his request... At least it had confused the doctor enough to pause the Starscream matter—for how long, Smokescreen didn't know.
Clearing his throat, a very unconvincing smile wavered across Ratchet's face-plates. “Why the sudden interest? The medical field
ANNA 772, ELSA 35 Chapter 8I don’t own Frozen or any characters
Summary: In the late 24th century humans had populated all of Sol system, Alpha Centauri and the Wolf 259 system. Humanity had its eye’s on more systems when they encountered an alien fleet. The aliens were large humanoids, have azure skin and have been named Jotunheimer or frost giants.
The pair get their equipment ready for the coming battle and hope for a little more personal time together.
Elsa suddenly awoke and was very confused for a second as she looked around the room. Then the memories of everything that had happened came flooding back. Elsa looked down and saw that she was using Anna’s stomach as a pillow. Elsa lay her head back down and enjoyed the feeling of Anna’s bare skin against her face. Elsa then heard that Anna’s stomach was making a lot of unusual nois
One time...In a dreamCapitulo 4 Sueño inmortal…
El viento me cantaba en pequeños susurros, agudas, finas, melancólicas y dulces canciones, las hojas coquetas, teñidas del color del otoño, danzaban al compas del 1 2 3, casi como un vals mientras que el césped y sus flores bailaban queriendo volar como sus primas las hojuelas, mi oscura melena no quería estar excluida de la fiesta, así que igual aleo con son de querer irse, pero al estar atado a mi cuero cabelludo, le fue imposible integrarse a ese bailable.
Las nubes del cielo se veían como cuando untaba margarina en un pan tostado, algunas partes se veía el espeso blancor pero en otras se veía tan delicado como la seda… tal vez mi pronóstico estaba mal y me daba la sensación de que el ocaso estaría visible hoy en la tarde…un punto a mi favor.
Al entrar a mi casa subí hasta mi habitación y me dirige directo a mi pequeña pero cómoda terraza que daba ha